Earth may become on an instant all faery . . . and earth and air resound with the music of its invisible people… You may see the palace chambers of nature where the wise ones dwell in secret . . . and know an eternal love is within and around you, pressing upon you and sustaining with infinite tenderness your body, soul and spirit. – A.E.

These sense activities of mine may, in their joy, have full play in their objects. But, O Lord, grant that I may not have the temerity of losing even for a moment and even slightly the enjoyment of the bliss identity with thee.

– The Yoga of Vibration and Divine Pulsation, Jaideva Singh, p. 55

My challenge has been to remain in the Witness state while taking photographs. This must be carried on in the next assignment.

Study the science of art. Study the art of science. Develop your senses—especially learn how to see. Realize that everything connects to everything else.
—Leonardo da Vinci

Both in introverted and extroverted state of meditation the yogi should be intent on entering his essential nature which is Siva.

— The Yoga of Vibration and Divine Pulsation, Jaideva Singh

These sense activities of mine may, in their joy, have full play in their objects. But, O Lord, grant that I may not have the temerity of losing even for a moment and even slightly the enjoyment of the bliss identity with thee.

— The Yoga of Vibration and Divine Pulsation, Jaideva Singh

Samhain (pronounced Soween) is the original Halloween

At this time of year the nights draw in and the veils between the worlds are closest.

Honouring the Ancestors and those that have passed over during the last year have been the focus of spiritual attention for cultures around the world for centuries. In the Mexican Day of the Dead celebrations, it is the Life of those that have past that is celebrated, with colour, food and wine. In old Britain places were set at table and candles lit to invite these family members back to the hearth.

This is New Year for many as we enter into the dark – conception / the womb – before coming out into the light at birth – symbolically the Winter Solstice – the rebirth of the Sun.

This is a powerful time for divination and receiving messages from the other realms.

The ancients used to cull the cattle (with reverence) that they could not afford to keep in food over the winter months and bury the meat under the ground and light fires above to scare off the carrion birds – hence the tradition of bonfire night.

It was a time when spirits roamed the earth and this is the origin of dressing up in ghostly costumes to trick these spirits into not carrying us away to their dimensions – hence the tradition of trick or treat.

Samhain falls at the exact central point of the sign of Scorpio. With so much activity in Scorpio this year – Saturn, The Sun and The North Node – evoking death and rebirth – we turn to face the demons inside.

Saturn speaks of integrity, and to do the work on our shadow side means we need not have it reflected back to us externally.

Scorpio, ruled by Mars and Pluto, gives us the courage to go deep and face what lies beneath.

Now, especially this year, is a vital time to let go of fears and density and step over the threshold lighter and brighter to meet the coming age.

The eternal soul that you are has known many deaths and rebirths. Your Ancestors are in your blood. Let us set a place at the table and invite the ancients to join us at this sacred time; to teach us; to remind us of the divine cycle of Life, Death and Rebirth of ages past, of the current age, and of ages yet to come…

http://www.astrozo.com/Halloween%282814259%29.htm

The other morning I was contemplating the existence of divine light. I was thinking about the way we go to sleep and wake up. The cycle continues as long as the body is alive. However, the divine light never sleeps; it is never extinguished. It is perpetually awake in its most brilliant form. It vibrates in both its visible and invisible form. When the sun rises, we say it is daytime. The light makes everything glisten. The world becomes apparent because of its radiance. Then, when the sun sets, we say it is night time. However, the divine light doesn’t come and go: the light that exists in the sun is also present in the the moon and in the stars. It also exists in trees and plants and the wind. The divine light is unceasingly alive in every particle of Consciousness. It is in tune with the universal soul. The deathless, immortal light that pulsates with knowledge exists in everything.

— Gurumayi Chivilasananda, Courage and Contentment

The more perfect and pure the powers of the soul are, the more perfectly and comprehensively they can receive the object of their perception, embracing and experiencing a greater bliss, and the more they become one with that which they perceive, to such a degree indeed that the highest power of the soul, which is free of all things and which has nothing in common with anything else at all, perceives nothing less than God Himself and the breadth and fullness of His being. And the Masters prove that nothing can be compared in terms of bliss and delight with this union, this interpenetration and ecstasy.

Therefore our Lord says: Blessed are the poor in spirit (Matthew 5:3). They are poor who have nothing. ‘Poor in spirit’ means this: just as the eye is poor and bereft of color, and is thus receptive to all colors, so to those who are poor in spirit are receptive to all spirit, and the spirit of all spirits is God.

Love, joy and peace are the fruits of the spirit. Possessing nothing, being naked, poor and empty, transforms nature. Emptiness draws water uphill and causes many other miracles of which we cannot speak here.

The heroine must listen carefully to her true inner voice. That means silencing the other voices anxious to tell her what to do. She must be willing to hold the tension until the new form emerges. Anything less than that aborts growth, denies change, and reverses transformation.

~Maureen Murdock

Chrissy and I visited the cemetery outside of Jamestown, TN where Daddy and our sister Kathy are buried. We offered flowers, candy, water coffee, and we put tiny pumpkins at their graves. As we did recitations a lone bird sang. The sunset was especially stunning in its colors. The night was cold and clear except for a few clouds close to the horizon. When we came home we lit candles for each of them. It was after that that I happened upon this verse on the Facebook page of  Wild West Irish Tours.

On Passing A Graveyard
(For All Souls Day)

May perpetual light shine upon
The faces of all who rest here.

John McSorley– Northern Ireland

Claire Morgan– UK