The Mother of the World is coming… She who veiled herself at the sinking of Atlantis is now once again reaching out to her children. The Mother of the World is an office in the Spiritual Hierarchy and She has her emissaries from the heaven world reaching out to those of us on Earth.
Mother Mary has been appearing in Africa, Asia, America and Europe calling people to a higher path of love, integrity and unity. And, some of the Goddesses from the ancient world’s mythologies are real beings of light as well. They too are emissaries of the Divine Mother.
The Divine Mother honors the Eternal Father and brings his children into relationship with Him, through the Christ, the Eternal Emanation of the Son. And the Holy Spirit is the Divine Comforter, the Mystic Presence of Emmanuel, God With Us.
Here is a poem to the Goddess of Truth, Pallas Athena. She has declared the coming revolution in higher consciousness.
On the hillsides of Delphi
stand in silence
like the Temple
Broken columns hiding
ancient splendor slumbering here.
O Temple
art thou fallen
in tumbling ruin
to the grass.
Art thou hidden
in the memory
of golden centuries past.
When Oracles
stood as flames
before the most high altar.
Voices raised and poised,
a single chalice for the Word.
Hear the Word
yet intoning,
in the winds,
in water flowing,
and in endless cycles turning
around our Temple in the sun.
O Pallas Athena come
to the Temple of the One.
Raise the pillared marble shining
as the vestal virgin’s own.
We shall light the seven lamps
till burning
in the windows of our souls
O Lady
light our fragile hearts
the Temple shall be whole.
PK
PK,
This is good poetry carrying great wisdom. I think the coming of the divine Mother corresponds to of the longing of the heart for her return.
The repression of the feminine principle is everywhere evident in the scars and degradation of contemporary society. The activation of this principle in the collective unconscious is creating a new and profound reorientation within the psyche. The coming of the Mother brings new hope for the grace, beauty and birth of high culture.
And, since poetry is in the air- it must be the presence of spring- I found this poem among my papers that I bet you will enjoy:
From “Paracelsus”
Robert Browning
Truth is within ourselves; it takes no rise
From outward things, whate’re you may believe.
There is an inmost center in us all,
Where truth abides in fullness; and around,
Wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in,
This perfect, clear perception – which is truth.
A battling and perverting carnal mesh
Binds it, and makes all error: and, to KNOW,
Rather consists in opening out a way
Whence the imprisoned splendor may escape,
Than in effecting an entry for a light
Supposed to be without…
‘Tis time
New hopes should animate the world, new light
Should dawn from new revealings…
MMc
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