The Path to Truth

 

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Paths Divided or United?

 

Some people might call me a “New Ager,” others might assume I’m into the occult and therefore play in dark arts. Neither of which are my truth. I am, simply a seeker of the greater Truth and the Light. Is this not, ultimately, the path of all?  Yet how many of us choose to label in an effort to divide, instead of unify?

I was just on Instagram, scrolling through posts and had to stop at one and write this blog. I was tempted to comment, but I didn’t want to fire up a debate. The post was religious in nature, from a young woman who had turned to the teachings of the Bible, which had saved her from the “New Age” movement she had been pulled into (her claim, not mine). As though she had been saved for the very devil himself.

So my question is why is one right and the other wrong? Does there have to be a “right” path and a “wrong” path? Is this not the ultimate goal we are all trying to overcome? To embrace a path, in whatever way it opens for us individually, which leads to the truth of our being? Is there a need to label it, and call another path wrong, because it is not the one we chose? When all paths of Truth lead to the Light, why must we divide them?

I’ll admit, this deeply troubles me. Those who claim to be holier than another because of their belief trouble me. Those who seek to pull you away from one path into that of their own, trouble me. I think about what divides instead of unites and how wars are made of this stuff, whether between two people, or entire nations.

Therefore should we not beware a path that seeks to divide instead of unite?

 

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A recent Instagram post of mine

 

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Bleak #writephoto prompt #suevincent

 

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Gaia had been asleep for too long, the land turned bleak for want of her touch. The waters surrounding Earth were muddy with despair. It would take a thousand years to clear their memory of force.  Yet, despite the heavy tread of man, deep within the crevices, hope began to bloom into life.

She could wait. Her cracked face nestled against the side of her ancestors watched in stillness. Her hollowed eyes recorded each step that passed and stored their imprints. Time was nothing more than an accumulation of weight, and below her she could feel the quickening of the land’s heartbeat. The reign of power was shifting, awakening the goddess back to life.

This was my contribution to Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt. If you would like to participate, please click here. 

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Notes from a small dog: The dotted line…

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I am an animal. Therefore, I am not sentient…

I have no emotions.

I do not feel happiness…

… joy…

… or fear.

I have no curiosity, because I am not a sentient being.

I have no understanding of the finer emotions, like gentleness, or sharing.

No understanding of wonder, excitement…

…or hope.

I do not suffer when I am ill.

I need no comforting…

I cannot laugh…

…or be bored…

…and I have no sense of humour.

I feel no guilt…because I am not conscious of wrongdoing…

…and I cannot feel love.

My two-legs disagrees.

Under the current EU laws, animal sentience, and the existence of their feelings, is recognised and must be taken into full account as new laws and rulings are passed.

The UK government have quietly voted to exclude animal sentience from the laws being passed to define our nation as we leave the EU. Although…

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She of the Voice

SHE OF THE VOICE

The Shining One Fatima“Ra-bi-ya, Ra-bi-ya…’

As she surveys the black and white squares of the court before her, the song echoes in her head, a beloved memory of time spent, long ago, with her mother, playing their hiding game among the orange groves in the gardens of the royal home.

She of the voice, the inner voice,’ had been the way they referred to her, later in childhood, when she would suddenly go quiet and listen to that wonderful, silent dialogue that taught her so much about what was really happening in front of her; watching others react while she smiled and laughed so much they thought she was just being girly.

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Holy Ground

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I’m not going to tell you that the moon

keeps the secrets of the tides

because you hold the ocean in your body

When you are still

feel the waves rushing you softly to the edges

bringing you back to center

You were not born broken and forgotten

you, who were birthed with the strength of cohesion

and the force of a division that remembers unity

One thousand lives might bring you back to the place of origin

or you can go there now

riding the breath like a wave to seed the sacred

within

your body becoming the holy ground

fertile to the quickening pulse

ripe with life

it rocks with the memory

of home

 

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To dare, to dream, to be…#SueVincent #TheSilentEye

TO DARE, TO DREAM, TO BE…

‘To know, to dare, to will… and to keep silent’… this is a phrase heard within many branches of the Mysteries and one which echoes facets of the labyrinthine journey undertaken by those of us who work within them. It is an old saying, but none the worse for that, as much of the magical and mystical tradition is rooted in history. It contains much wisdom… a veritable treasure trove that responds to exploration by the meditative mind.

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Islands…#SueVincent

Over the past few days, social media has been awash with disgust at the note left on an ambulance window when the paramedics had been called to a dying man. It was a critical and time sensitive occasion and the patient died later in hospital. The man who had left the note, which read ‘you may be saving lives, but don’t park your van in a stupid place and block my drive’, has since called his own behaviour ‘monstrous’.

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