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<\/figure>\n\n\n\nIn the cacophony of voices clanging against each other\u2014the swords and shields of words\u2014war ensues, and the outer world responds to this discordant resonance. Few, though more each day, real human beings are returning the wisdom of the heart, the one heart that resonates in the magnetic frequency we call love. Permeating all of reality, love is knowable, tangible, and once found becomes the foundational stone of perception\u2014and the ever expanding consciousness that breaks free of all that would bind it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
For years I have written on the importance of remembering, which is the integration of the soul and all that preceeded this moment. It has always been available to anyone who earnestly and honestly seeks Truth. My mind is always questioning, at moments so full as to prevent any attempt at integration. I have learned to let it be, for that is part of an ongoing, never ending process. Letting go of the dichotomies, the seeming paradoxes, there comes a moment where the Mind is emptied; here once again one finds themself in the Void, the great mysterium of Life. Here one breaths more deeply and the imagination is freed from constraints\u2014new vistas open and with them new realities are born. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
With Grace the realization arises that all things are possible. Humans are so locked into the system called time that we grow impatient and frustrated that these visions aren’t yet manifest in the seen material world. This too can serve the true heart, for each is called to pour forth their gnosis, called to break open the individual construct until freed into the field of communion. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
There are so many folks I honor\u2014they are beating new paths through the heavy tangled undergrowth of unattended garden. We, that is all of us if honest, neglected for too long to tend our inner garden. Some noxious weeds took hold and it is our work to disintegrate, absolve, and transmute what went off path in times before. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It would not be wise if I did not caution that to carry guilt is, in itself, a noxious weed. Remorse is the keynote of seeing error and setting the course straight, course correction many say. Guilt, once transmuted becomes surrender to the Highest Will for who hasn’t heard, that to err is human and forgive (oneself) divine.
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Rungs on the ladder become less visible the higher one climbs, until they disappear. The ascent has a sense of peril, for one misstep can cause another fall, for by looking back the steps before also fade away. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
As a lover of words, the ones spoken or written with thought and heart, the word imagination has always struck me as something so much more than the fantasy of momentary ideas. If I break the word into parts more fullness with a potential appears: <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I (I AM) <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mage (i-mage or magi or magic) <\/p>\n\n\n\n
i (small self) <\/p>\n\n\n\n
nation (nativity, place of birth). <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Perhaps this only speaks to me, for within the innate capacity to imagine both rebirth and creation reveal the true power, one we have left untapped. Dank ugly manifestations don’t use the imagination, this is easily observed by what passes for art these days\u2014 scribblings and blood streaked canvases are not art\u2014more like a death knell foretelling the end of such tortuous souls. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The whole of creation is a harmonic symphony and yet most know it not. Only within the stillness will the song of stars be heard. <\/p>\n\n\n
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<\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n“On that fateful afternoon in February in Budapest in 1882, when he was given the vision of the rotating magnetic field<\/a>, there had come with it an illumination<\/a> that revealed to him the whole cosmos, in its infinite variations and its myriad of forms and manifestations, as a symphony<\/a> of alternating currents<\/a>. For him, the harmonies of the universe were played on a scale<\/a> of electrical vibrations of a vast range in octaves. In one of the lower octaves was a single note<\/a>, the 60-cycle-per-second alternating current<\/a>, and in one of the higher octaves was visible light<\/a> with its frequency of billions of cycles per second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Nikola Tesla<\/a> had in mind a course of experimentation in which he would explore this region of electrical vibration between his alternating current<\/a> and light<\/a> waves. He would increase the frequency<\/a> of the alternating current<\/a> through the unknown intervening regions. If one note<\/a> in a lower octave<\/a> produced such a magnificent invention as the rotating magnetic field<\/a> and the polyphase<\/a> system, who could imagine the glorious possibilities that lay hidden in other notes in higher octaves? And there were thousands of octaves to be explored. He would construct an electrical harmonium<\/a> by producing electrical vibrations in all frequencies, and study their characteristics. He would then, he hoped, be able to understand the motif of the cosmic symphony of electrical vibrations that pervaded the entire universe.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n If there is, indeed, a Great Music from which all things have formed, it appears that\u00a0Nikola Tesla\u00a0had a brief opportunity to listen to it.” <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n [Quote from Prodigal Genius by John J. O’Neill, p. 84.]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" We don’t speak in a common language, for most of what is spoken is but a bare outline of the<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":11541,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[113,9],"tags":[32,80,132,41],"class_list":["post-11540","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-imagination","category-inspiration","tag-consciousness","tag-love-unbound","tag-truth","tag-wisdom","has-post-video"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11540","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11540"}],"version-history":[{"count":35,"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11540\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13758,"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11540\/revisions\/13758"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/11541"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11540"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11540"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/earthempaths.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11540"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}