Devan Triumph
Devan Triumph = devic + human participation for
the upliftment and wellbeing of planetary elements: creatures and nature on
earth, in balance for the good of all.
To my destiny-maker, God, and my
guru, Paramhansa Yogananda, for showing me the way to the garden, in all its
momentum, both astrally and physically, such that, with practice, it both
enervates my life, and makes the world a better place…
From The Essence of the Bhagavad
Gita, Explained by Paramhansa Yogananda, As Remembered by His Disciple, Swami
Kriyananda: Today, mankind has all but forgotten, those higher, or at any rate,
subtler, entities, which otherwise would help man in the production of food, of
good weather, of energies for success, and of countless benefits from which
more aware people, living in tune with Nature, seek help as a matter of course.
“What is it that makes the garden a
wonderful place to be in? Is it beauty, aliveness… Aliveness: building
character, fluidity, wherewithal to permeate my, and your, understanding such
that all is in a state of… aliveness, such that I can dwell there, and you can
dwell there, and we can say that… we like the state of aliveness. We, too,
would wish to feel this way.”
Devan Triumph
The meaning of ‘Devan Triumph’ knows
no mighty necessary interment. It is a way of seeing life as a transparency of
wishes, to ‘what might be’s’, to ‘what is’ in terms of how the world works.
It’s the sheath that we all live
within, and work to provide some constancy with, and forge a bond with, and
make a peaceful existence with. Some do. All will do because if/when the devic
realm and the human personalities personify the way that things ‘will’
themselves to be, in existence with one another, it will be like home.
For some, they do right by the
eternal existence of inclining force, and for others, the devic realm’s
attempts do go unnoticed. For when the deva is expressing itself and yet there
is little or no recollection that they exist, it’s this empire that falls to
the wayside, this way and that way, indeterminate existence, mayhem in the
garden.
If the planter, the human
personality, were to acknowledge that the force of nature was in existence, the
devic realm would rush, through no interpretation of themselves as the
modificator, only that their energy would be summoned, and so it was that they
have no choice in the matter except to yield to perception.
Perception is what grounds the devic
realm in nature. If there is no perception that devas exist, there is not the
wherewithal to enhance a relationship with nature such that it is inclinable or
no.
And if the gardener, the human
personality, is ‘with it’ meaning they work in the understanding that knowledge
of gardening comes with heart - for it’s the heart that notes the possible tangential
‘feel’ for the garden – then the existence of inclining forces in the garden
are relevant, but only in terms of how the human personality relates to and
fashions a garden plot.
If the garden plot houses the effects
of one (gardener) who is ‘with it’ in terms of:
-making sure that the devic realm is
invited to participate, by acknowledging a presence that is invincible,
uncharacteristically joyful, and only inhibited by imbalance, inopportunity,
and raw disgust of proper land management.
-making absolute the devas’ wishes
are the priority so that when it is time to sow, time for rest, time to plant,
time to lie fallow – these wishes are taken up with the express intention by
the gardener of allowing the garden to become strong in itself, to muster its
reserves, and to allow its own natural wisdom to impart itself.
-making absolute to leave the garden
at appropriate times to provide the garden with a rest period for the inclining
forces to take effect.
-providing for complex relationships
such that devas, and human personalities interact ‘across the miles’. This
means that there are special forces at work such that gardens blanket the earth
and that when there is a garden spot that could enhance another, be it next
door or across the face of the earth, it is taken up and relished.
The End
Mission: One who takes on the
characteristic stance that all is well, is guided by that which is a
harmonizing force in all circumstances, and enlivens the world by their
presence to make the world a better place, both astrally and physically - that
is the way forth for the world.
Awe befriends nature, begets
wholeness for all. Be in awe…
Fortuitous Planting
Claris introduces herself with a
clearing of the throat and a clear question:
“How is it to take up the planting?”
A well of understanding comes to the forefront and I know that I am going to
plant… sometime.
When I connect with all there is,
there is an understanding that goes beyond ‘knowing’. There is a clear path
that only I, as the asker, can decipher… perhaps…
The world view according to Claris:
“May I say it’s like this and like
that,” sported Blue 1, Claris’ pig.
“All be it fruitful,” turned Avenaugh
to Blue 2, quail of the wild to Claris’ pig 2.
“Whenever it does itself… kind. Would
that be right, Claris?” elevated Milten.
“Oh boy,” sports Fornay. We’re in for
another one of Claris’ viewpoints – to the good of… now, Recinda, where did you
put my nail clipper, you Abyssinian, you!”
“Fornay, I ruffed it up for you, you
human, you… never can imagine what Claris sees in you…” And with grin between
them, Fornay lifts Recinda onto his shoulder and they both saunter out to the
garden. With a whoop and holler both: “Claris, where is our grub?”
“I’ll be right there. Getting the
go-ahead to pick some berries for our dinner, and some pretty little leaves of
catnip for you, Recinda….”
Claris is teaching a class called ‘All be it fruitful':
“Impeccable, indestructible, and well-placed,” said Claris.
"Well, how about if something were not so personified," asked the gentleman in the first row.
"I can see your point," Claris reflected. "However, once the battle between the known and the unknown is fought, and won..." She stroked her chin in a syncopated manner... "Here we go, folks. There are words that will tell of the cyclical nature of the work we have to do. It's thus and so until it is not. It's a meandering until it's not. It's a work made manifest if one chooses to do things in the way that all is satisfied, at least for the moment... well… it is at least for the moment... Let's see if we can make this simpler. Lori, you start. If you had it to do, what course of action would you take: would you elect to play the game, or would you balk?"
"Claris, if there is one thing that you would have said to take up, it's to strike up a resonance with that which is right in front, even if it speaks a language that is unfamiliar, untoward of what I think, of what I want, of the life I could lead. The training you are providing is suiting me well. There are other aspects of my life that I am taking up more readily."
“Even so, Claris” said the first gent,” I'd still like a life that is more in touch with the plants. What do I do on the balcony, for example?”
“Balconies are wonderful to take up with the devic realm. Let me know how it goes!”
“Impeccable, indestructible, and well-placed,” said Claris.
"Well, how about if something were not so personified," asked the gentleman in the first row.
"I can see your point," Claris reflected. "However, once the battle between the known and the unknown is fought, and won..." She stroked her chin in a syncopated manner... "Here we go, folks. There are words that will tell of the cyclical nature of the work we have to do. It's thus and so until it is not. It's a meandering until it's not. It's a work made manifest if one chooses to do things in the way that all is satisfied, at least for the moment... well… it is at least for the moment... Let's see if we can make this simpler. Lori, you start. If you had it to do, what course of action would you take: would you elect to play the game, or would you balk?"
"Claris, if there is one thing that you would have said to take up, it's to strike up a resonance with that which is right in front, even if it speaks a language that is unfamiliar, untoward of what I think, of what I want, of the life I could lead. The training you are providing is suiting me well. There are other aspects of my life that I am taking up more readily."
“Even so, Claris” said the first gent,” I'd still like a life that is more in touch with the plants. What do I do on the balcony, for example?”
“Balconies are wonderful to take up with the devic realm. Let me know how it goes!”
The End
“Operatic is not static, operatic seems like…”
“Baltic, Claris?”
“Thank you, Majesty. The bird always wins the rhyming
contest. Right, Majesty?”
“Claris, when you have a mind like mine…”
“Oh, give me a minute… mind like mine…”
“Claris, it’s simple. Simply put, it’s a gold mine.”
The End
Referendum: Vegetation and Fruition
“Foyer?” Claris asked the Devic
Realm.
“If you would care to note, it is
forum.”
“Forum? Where is forum?”
“Forum is the spot. The one that will
take the referendum.”
“Well, I’ll be,” said Claris. “How is
it to note that, when there is a forum, there will be a referendum, such that
balance is restored. I fought with the spot; I couldn’t see putting the plant
there. It’s not that I couldn’t be awakened to what is natural, simple, and
amazing. A new tone is struck. When I look at how things ‘ought to be’, I
shuffle. When I take a look at how things ‘call to be placed’, I find it right
away. And it works – to provide life, living, a way of livening up.”
“Claris! Are you hungry?” says
Fornay, her husband. And she takes a moment and says, “Fornay, I’ll be right
there.”
“Devic Realm, thank you. I see the
fruits.”
The End
“Mom, listen
to this: Now that I am happy, I could tell of many things. I, fortuitously
planting, will tell of them, in spring.” Mandolin spurts ahead of Claris in the
garden.
“Cat, cat,
like it like that.” Claris spurts ahead of Mandolin. “And, when you say that,
it makes me think you are a garden’s best friend… That’s really clever,
Mandolin. Thank you for rhyming; let’s go dining.”
“Mom, nice
try.”
“I know… you
are still king of the rhyme.”
“Rhythm,
Clarisdeva. Like a drumbeat that fortuits the garden, such that you and
Mandolin take it to its destiny.”
“Well, I’ll
be…” And as Claris rubs Mandolin’s chin, and looks out amongst the broad leaves
and bramble… Still, there is something there that is not what it seems, or how
it seams together. For example, the way that the energy of the place is so
still, and yet full, and yet bigger than each part in a way that the garden
moves, and winds, and wends. It’s as though there is a force – both undaunted
and yet easily swerved by human intervention. Here, in Claris’ garden, the
swerving is kept to a minimum, Claris vows, because of the conscious effort
that she has made to take the turns and twists with the garden’s energy, the
messages that she seems to sense, that she then puts into action, such that she
and the garden do a dance to the same drumbeat. And that’s how things rest. And
rest is good for the garden, and for the soul.
The End
“All be it
fruitful,” the boy spouted out.
“Well, I’ll
be. Looks like I will be planting… oh, maybe not today… oh, well not in this
sp… hum hum hmm… back and forth, the energy goes, and I as part of the plan…
with my hands and my feet, I go forth, in patience, in peace, and in
understanding that the fruits of my labors are well in the hands of the devic
realm. When I take up my opportunity to work cooperatively, the outcome not
only satisfies my destiny, but also the destiny of others. Let’s see when, how,
and what to do. If I act on my own accord, it falters. If I act with all in
mind, it grows in verve. And that is what it is to plant – both seeds and optimism
– the 2 of these are what makes the world go around.”
“Synchronicity,”
applied the scholar.
“Dear, dear,
I may have to cut back on my shopping list. My plants are taking off!”
“When I had
the chance to act, I faltered. I couldn’t see the path before me. Now that I
see the next step ahead, I can not only act, but act in a way where I don’t
have to see anything but the next step. Oh I may get a visual of the afar, but
I won’t know if I will get to that point, or, by my actions, get to another.
Seems, though, that if I am getting a message about the future, without
thinking about it myself, that things would be in order, and so I will
continue.”
Matrix Planting
“Braaaadieeee,” called his mother.
“Claris, have you seen my son? You know the one – always toying with the angels
or the devas… He seems alright, but he takes his take on things, and then never
falters…. Anyway, have you seen”
“Mom, I’m here! See how the plants
are? They don’t seem to make sense, and yet they are just where they should be.
And you know what, I thought I got a glimpse that they were relating to
Australian plants! Mom, planting with the devic realm is fun. They seem to know
they are making fun of me when they ask me to plant someplace and I balk.
However, when I take up their sugge…. Oh. They said it’s not a suggestion. It’s
an inclination to plant so that all is in order for the earth’s balance and for
people’s health…. And now they are showing me a picture of the universe. Mom,
do you…. They said to ask you what I was going to ask you, and then there were
2 more plants to plant today. So, Mom, do you think I can tell you that I am
planting so that the universe is in balance, too?”
“Yes, son, that would be a wonderful
way to live – so that all would be in order.”
“Mom… okay, I’ll… Mom, they said to
take a rest break, if I’d care to, and to take up rest whenever I would care
to, and that the garden could wait for things like time with mother. Mom, let’s
take a walk in the field, okay?
The End
“Briand.”
“Briand?”
“Yes, Claris. Briand.”
“Briand, what do you have to do with
the garden? It feels as though you have just arrived.”
“Claris, I am part angel, and part
elemental. I seek balance, as you do, and find it here in the garden as well as
helping you.”
“Briand, what is an elemental?....
Oh, I think I have read about your kind. You oversee the landscape, right?”
“You could say that. I also see how
things rest for you in the landscape and make suggestions for your uptake of
nutrients, of water features… Seeing that you are human, you would need to rest,
and that is assured to be managed by your angels and by your oncoming conscious
waking up. Claris, if you were to arrange a rest break every so often, such as
now, you would find that, among other things, one of the best massages could be
had by uptaking nutrients from the ether. Would you like to try it?”
“Briand, I would. Shall I take up
rest; is that the idea?”
“You could try it. Here, let me see
your aura… hmmm, I think you could use a tuneup… There you go. How does that
feel?”
“Like I can rest and breathe. What
happened?”
“When you take time to rest, the
ether can respond to your interest in rest and healing. Just like the plants in
the matrices of the garden which, when placed as you have in such a way as to
mitigate interference with the surrounding culture, you can take in what the
ether has to offer in the way of healing. It’s simple. Like you say, ‘rest and
recharge’.”
The End
Creation’s Hush:
Flower tinctures for balance, joy,
resilience, contiguous existence.
How is it that something can be so
delicate, like ‘balance’, and yet when you have it symptomatically, can be so
‘forthcoming’, so ‘energizing to the spirit’, and so ‘unanimously contagious’?
Flower tinctures, found in nature, are all of the above. They put us to our
sense of things, and we have only to abandon our current ‘state of awareness’,
our current ‘trend of thinking’, our current ‘monologue’, and set our sights on
‘state of supreme obligation to happiness, comfort of those around us, and
glorious duty to God’. It’s a way forward for life abundant.
The End
“Mom, do you think that when I am
older, I can have my own garden space, just for the devas and myself? I think
that, when the devas say something about planting, it means that all creatures
everywhere, and the earth, too, will thrive. Do you think that’s what they are
trying to do, too, Mom?”
“Well, son, I have read about the
devic realm. In a way they are spirit manifested to help the planet and its
inhabitants. I just never thought I would have a son who could relate to them. I
think it’s a wonderful start to life, to see that things are either in balance
or not. Maybe if everyone thought they could help with the balance, just by
following the spirit of the situation… Son, did you ask for your own garden
space? Where would it be? Is it over there?”
“Mom, that’s it! Thank you, great
devic realm for helping my mom to see, too!”
The End
Dancing with Devas
Rays of Life among all leaf matter,
dapple down the way.
How is it that I can move through
life, and yet not see it shift, not see how it settles out, not be in line with
how things go?
“Well,“ thought Claris, thinking to
herself that she may as well take up an offering to the mandates that govern
how the existences take shape.
“I think,“ she pondered…
“I know,” thoughts beleaguered…
“Who is it that…,” she followed up.
“Well?” she questioned.
“Clarisdeva….”
“It’s Claris and I’m not deva.”
Silence.
“If I am Clarisdeva, who are you?”
“Clarisdeva….”
“You are…”
“Deva, of the plant, to the right of
Clarisdeva.”
“Deva, of the plant, to the right of
myself, is a poinsettia. Is that how you refer to it?”
“Deva of the poinsettia plant, of the
realm devic.”
“Now, if I didn’t know any better, I
would say that this is what I have been meaning to discover. If I were to say
that I have spoken to the devic realm, how would that hold water?”
“Devas don’t hold anything. We, our
capacity is, to hold the shape of something by merely setting roots, roots that
don’t have a footprint. Roots that are boundless, sense-less, holding nothing
and holding everything about an organic, living matter. If you talk to a plant,
you are talking to the essence which makes it plant-like. Nothing in the devic
realm is manmade. Everything in the devic realm is ‘of new’, ‘of reclaiming
balance’, ‘of maintaining resilience’, but not in the face of destructive forces.
Clarisdeva, you are of the devic realm in that you see how things come and go
and appease the devic realm with your tactics.”
“Devic realm, what are my ‘tactics’?”
“Fortuition.”
“Claris, how about dinner?” says
Fornay.
Under her breath, “I’ll be back with
you later, devic realm. Bye now.”
“Claris, are you going to have dinner
tonight? I’m starved. How about some fresh arugula from the garden? I’ll be
back by in a moment. Pick some, alright? I have an idea for dinner. Surprise
you.”
“Devic realm,” whispers Claris,
“alright to pick arugula?”
“Clarisdeva, alright but not,
momentarily. Wait….”
“Claris, are you on board with
arugula?” Fornay exaspers.
“Momentarily, Fornay. I’m listening
for the go-ahead.”
Fornay listens. “How about now?”
Under her breath, “Devic realm,
alright to pick arugula?”
“Clarisdeva, alright to pick
arugula.”
“Fornay, alright to pick arugula!”
The End
Weighs and Miens
“On point,” said the ballerina.
“Outta sight,” said the astronaut.
“Outta this world,” said the athlete.
“Proven to be the case, simply
because it is, at the moment,” said the one in line with nature.
“All be it fruitful,” chants Bradie,
in momentum with his planting.
“Auric flow, simply placed,
Clarisdeva.”
“To and fro, the devas go, all be it
fruitful, they would know, that once the miens and weighs – weigh in!”
“Why Recinda, I think you have got it
there,” bewilders Claris, “and I don’t mind if I do say so myself – when the
devas go, to and fro, they seems to have a pattern, but then it goes… hmmm,
Recin… Oh, Majesty, what is a bird like you swarming around my head for?!”
“Claris, you deserve the best. That’s
why I am here. I mien and I weigh, and that’s okay, for when I occur, the devas
stir, they seem to swarm, and then they are”
“Garn. I mien and I weigh, the old
visitors say – I am ancient, I am rulebound, but with these noses, we pick up
on the roses, and wouldn’t miss a beat, let’s take them to their”
“Feet, I mien and I weigh, the old-ancients
say, for when I”
“Claris”, speaks out Fornay, “How
about dinner?”
“Fornay, okay, we’d like to say, that
when you speak aloud, the whole of us crowd, we’d like to show, that when there
is a go”
“Okay, Claris, I see this is not a
good time for you, or for your forever friends… But I’d like to say, that we
can take a play, in the kitchen bound, would you say it’s sound?”
“Two for pancakes, is that what it
takes, to make one round, in the garden I am bound. Okay with you?” To which
Claris scoots off for one more round in the garden.
“Whew. I do love that gal. She just
makes things silly just so we can take up our”
“Fornay, arugula, okay?’
“Yes, gal. Arugula, somehow!”
The End
The Golden Rule:
All be it fruitful when…
The day is full of the best life has
to give…
The best life has to give is
friendship, camaraderie with the Kingdom, and a ‘better day, better way’ type
of aspect such that I am who I am, and you are who you are, and we, together,
make up what life has to offer. In this way, I am fruitful, you are fruitful,
and the earth is about joyful uptake in all manner of life.
“Two brown trays, one pot of carrots,
one pot of cilantro, one inkling to plant.”
When Claris noted that the flowers
made her feel better, she wondered about the likelihood of the healing
properties of plants. She asked Erland who was at the watering hole whether he
thought this was the case, and Erland referred to all creation as healing or
no. It depends on what you take in. Claris thought for a moment and strode to
the left bank of the woods, and then to the right. What she committed to was
finding the appropriate avenue for herself, via plants.
In terms of practicality, we could
say that there are a plethora of available sources of plant material, such that
it is ‘yours for the taking’. However, when one is open to it, the plant
material can be taken up in succession of what is inclining for the individual,
and not what is supposed.
If you were to pull something close
by and see the reaction of the body to it, you would be superimposing your body
over and above the method that is normally thought of to choose – that of using
the brain instead of the natural ability of the body to pick up on what is
necessary to restore it to health.
The End
Like a whisper,
Like out of nowhere,
The devic realm emits
Their caring ways –
Brush it off, hear what you want to
hear,
The devic realm becomes invisible…
‘Cept that, all around, there is not
an imbalance, but a curve ball, a blindness to what is appropriate, for the
moment, that precedes others but, at the same time, is very real for the
current time, and into the future.
The End
When devic propensity flows from a
human’s hand, it, the devic form, reveals a direction, a movement, a forward
push or yield that will dominate, will hold attention – for those who see, for
ones who leave behind their own notions, for ones who rely on forces unseen,
the real reliable sources – devic, angelic, God.
For in the space that you would fill
to your own… liking… notion… viewpoint… control of things……
“My my,” Claris reflects, “this is
coming along… Devic realm, how do you see things as coming with the writing for
you?”… Claris continues… “Must be…”
“Clarisdeva, please continue. The
devic realm sees how light is created by your tips and promotions. Devic realm
reports that many will apply the easeful way you interpret for us. If we had a
thought in mind it would…” and the consciousness, or energy surrounding Claris,
changed to one of… softness… appeal to notice… one of architecture, like a
feeling of building, restoring, channeled to… destiny is what comes to mind.
It’s gone now but strikes up a chord
with returning… wax and wane… fruit and yet needing rectification…
‘retaliatory’ and yet another, and less egocentric description is one of
soldiering to rectify, or piecing together or peaceing togetherness, uptake of
stalwart, loving, joyful, filled with knowing, caring for in a way that begets
a rectifying, exacerbating a lead where the outcome is the pleasure of their
company as a force to promulgate their lead for… peace… balance… willful
destruction of,,,… remorse, aloneness, desolation… burn and run with unheeding…
“Clarisdeva, lest we digress into
human aches and pains, and yet when we find we are locked out, it is the human
consciousness that goes to the places you listed. It’s not that we feel these
items, for indeed we are vacant from the premises.
Clarisdeva, we who are one with you
and with all, and would only be here or not here, and yet here by your interest
and importance for you to know truth in the garden which is all around you and
on the planet and everywhere that you attempt to call home…
Devic realm reports that when you
listen for omnipresence, whether it be to know what to plant where, or how to
treat a particular area of this garden, or whether you would care to watch as
the angels play in their circles in the garden – their nift – well… that’s
enough for now…”
“Claris, any chance for the dinner
committee of me and Virginia to have your attention? Virginia says it’s time
for her peck, but only when you see to it that Blue 1 and 2 have theirs.”
“Fornay, what would Blue 1 and 2 have
for peck?... Oh yes, we got those new licks for them… well (to herself,
“Alright?”) Yes, Fornay. I’m on track with that notion for them.”
“Claris, I had another thought when I
was out in the pasture. It’s about the hay. Shall we discuss it?”
Claris ponders for a moment. “Fornay,
it’s timely for me, too.”
The End
“Where is it that the devic realm is
out in nature, where no humans dwell?”
“Clarisdeva, it is nature itself that
is in balance. Do you understand that we dwell where balance is?”
Claris looks on, ‘at them’, ‘at the
work’, somehow fostering a connection to the physical location, the astral
plane of existence, which also takes into account the areas beyond which we are
currently ‘seeing’.
“Seeking balance universally is how
we manage the work…”
Claris’ attention trails off… a
knowingness overcoming her, she sees that there is much to be done, and though
it takes one rotation of seasons on the physical plane, astrally/energetically
it fosters a balance that goes beyond the physical; indeed is the basis of
balance in the physical.
“Clarisdeva, the planting is nigh.”
Claris summoned a picture about the
garden area and thought it to the devic realm.
“Thank you, Clarisdeva.”
It was often like this – the thought
would preclude anything else to do.
“Clarisdeva, plant now.”
Since Claris knew this was either
physical or etheric, started with, “Thank you, devic realm.”
“Thank you, Clarisdeva…. Claris Deva,
please see that you have lined the property.”
“Clarisdeva, time to plant.”
Thank you, devic realm.”
As Claris looks on, she sees there is
nothing else to take up, yet she has taken up much in the way of fostering
growth in areas yet to be physically planted… strewn-about ideational
relationships which, to the devic realm, fosters a knowingness about… when,
what, where to plant…
“Clarisdeva, when to plant is now.”
“Thank you, devic realm…”
“Clarisdeva, the wind tunnel.”
“Clarisdeva, you must start now…” the
‘energy’ trails off.
“A wind tunnel,” Claris surmises, “is
a type of energetic movement.
“Yes,” and the energy trails off,
slows to back up, then goes forward.
Claris continues her day and almost
forgets about this conversation.
“Fornay, it’s me! I’m home. And I
have dinner plans for us… Fornay?”
“I’m here, gal. Say, any word from Samosa?
He’s bringing the soil for the new garden area. Recall it?”
Claris glances out at the area for
the soil. “Ready?” she says under her breath.
The wind… her friends, the devic
realm sport “Ready, if after 2 pm would be best…”
“Somewhere”, Claris whispers under her
breath.
“Everywhere there,” seems to be in
her mind’s eye and crops up in her thoughts. Assuming devic realm.
“Mom”, Mandolin, her cat, sputters,
“anytime is alright now.” Coming from Mandolin, it is so.
“Fornay, seems alright to call him,
would you say?”
“Umm, yes, seems so. I will.”
Claris reflects on the ‘wind tunnel’:
“Clarisdeva, the garden will show
itself to be one. Go further now.
Claris envisions ‘down the line’
which seems okay, then expands her thoughts to include more.
“Clarisdeva, that will do for now.”
“Clarisdeva, that will do for now.”
To which Claris keeps her mind open
to the prospect of completion…no, balance for… the… process, is what she feels
a resonance with.
“Clarisdeva, trust, kinning with us,
calm gaze, referring all to the process, nothing to yourself – you have it
all.”
“Oopsie,” as her thoughts went to the
wind tunnel and as she tries to control her appetite for more than may be right
to present, thinks about making more of it possible in either the physical or
energetic…
“Thank you, Clarisdeva. Perpetual
truth at the moment is key.”
The End
“Clarisdeva, if you plant, please do
so in the vein of knowing which plant to plant where. If you do so, the devic
realm will be glad to foster communion with the outside world, the world that
is outside your current planting sphere. If your intuition tells you to plant
arugula, please see that you do so in the pattern and timeline of devic
involvement. This will make sure that the plants go forth in a manner of
speaking, to promulgate not only your garden, but that of the other gardens in
its sphere. Peace be with the garden, and with you… When you have the notion to
plant, however, if the planting is not in line with devic promulgation, but with
dissolution, the outcome will be death for the plantings. Not that this is
unfortunate. Indeed, it is what is inclined. Recall it: death means life for
other plants, and it may mean strength for the gardens on earth. Just an iota
of planting with the devic realm means life for the earth and its inhabitants.
That being said, it is up to you to discern the way forth. When you plant, you
do so with your intuitive flow, and with God. Now you know how things rest. If
the gardens are at rest on earth, balance is restored for all. Currently, is
there balance for all?”
“So, what we try to do, in working
with the devic realm, is placate the swarm of energetic movement such that all
is in peace. However this happens, is not known until it is. And so, we follow
along, at a pace, at an angular motion such that all is at peace, at rest. The
moment it stirs again, there is once again the opportunity to find the balance
point, either etherically or physically. And that’s what I know for now,”
contemplates Claris.
The End
“Clarisdeva, when
devic activity is full of firmament, the call is to remain active. When it is
desireth to apply itself to a space, that which is known physically, or by
human… hand… visage… opportunistically – by the will of the human who has it in
mind to healthful living within the realm devic, then, by the will of the human
and the propensity of the devic realm to exacerbate the lead in the garden to
balance… HUMAN + DEVIC = DEVAN TRIUMPH, for in that period of time, for which
is now known to be specific to the relationship of ‘seeing-eye-dog’ plus
‘leadership of one who knows the balance’ without having to… create it…
subjugate it to something ‘apparently blocking view’… or ‘apparently not ours’,
then we can have balance on earth, such that it goes out in all directions –
who knows how far – just that it will go out, and one must have the wherewithal
to follow the course of action to… live appropriate to the miens and weighs –
the balance, the expression that will be to pull things back to balance, the
obligation that we have toward the one that will promulgate the entirety, the
devoted presence that we all must give to God.”
The End
“Clarisdeva,” and the energy took to
turning, meandering, somehow fragmenting and yet sprinkling itself around…
Claris reveled in these times because it meant that all was seemingly in
balance and as yet not spoken about… almost to be reveled in like the work had
been ceremoniously put forth and this, too, was fruit of its labor…
The End
“Now that I am happy, I will tell of
many things, I, fortuitously planting, will tell of them in spring.”
“Tarry not to God’s joy!”
“Claris,” the student pondered, “is
this an application to be used for global warming?”
“Yes,” Claris pondered with her
class, “it would seem to be, wouldn’t it?” And yet, when Claris looked out into
the day, she felt an instantaneous blessing that, what had been created already
through her classes and the devic realm’s participation, so willingly, so
forthrightly, and so lovingly, endearingly, in fact, that it had already made
an impression on so many, that this loving energy would see things through…
There was a way…
“Class, I’ve been ruminating on
something for quite a while, and your interest and participation have seemed to
fuel an idea for all of us. When I vision it out to the devic realm, there is a
warming of my heart, subtle yet oncoming, and so I must follow it…” She goes
over to her bookshelves, laden with photos of landscapes, and draws out a more
current book, which she is drawn to taking, rather than one that has pictures
of old…
The End
Exercise 1
Have your picture or map of earth in
front of you, and pray: Divine Mother, Thou art Omnipresent. Thou art in all Thy
children. Manifest Thy healing presence in all.
Exercise 2
Take up a photo of a current
landscape somewhere in the world, where things seem to be in balance. Point,
perceptively, to the location of this landscape on your picture/map. Invite the
devic realm to participate here… There may already seem to be participation, or
not…
Keep your file of photos and maps in
a handy place. When you go past during the day, smile and pray that ‘All is
well’.
“Claris, what about food production
for the planet? Does working with the devic realm… Claris are you still with
me?” the student, puzzled, asked.
“Sorry about that but I have to laugh
at the devic realm’s antics. When you are close to them, you never know what
you will find. In this case, it seemed they couldn’t wait to respond and have
some jokes as well… Let’s see if I can put my words… Yes, question?”
“Claris, was it something about the
spices in life? I thought I heard that.” And they had a good chuckle.
“Claris, I felt a resonance with
nourishment… nourishing…….. firmament….”
“Sounds as though we are being
entreated to rest in the devic realm’s culture. I find that when the devic
realm is at rest, they offer something of a healing balm, as well. Not to say
that it can last long, for, as they see we are open to it, there is much to be
done on earth. You know, the earth is just one of many in the universe. Why not
send our love and blessings out farther than the earth. This well may be the
way forth, for, when we reach out to the universal picture, then the devic realm,
the angelic realm, God, can put their energy out such that, when they say it
out loud, it’s none other than a reactionary force to our lessening the bonds,
and more of a far-reaching game plan, such that all can take up… Are there other
impressions?”
“This may be off the wall, but after
your lecture and exercises, would there be an opportunity to connect with the
devic realm high up, when in an airplane?”
“What do you think about that?... Now
that you are in charge of the connection with devic propensity, would you think
it might be appropriate to make your own relationship? Make your own way with
things? I do think that is the case, myself… I did want to go back to the
question of food production, and what comes to mind is how much to ask of the
devic realm in that, we don’t want to overshadow what the balance is supposed
to be. I do have a vegetable garden, and some fruit trees… It would be
interesting to come at this in more of a farmer’s tilt. I have yet to meet
farmers who are on board with this type of farming… Well, much to say, and I
can say that, for me and my family, we have a lot going for us in terms of
space… except that, not all the space on the property has even been touched, or
chosen to be touched, if you can think of it that way. And then there is
opportunity to go shopping… Let’s think on it and take it up in our next class.
I will leave time for discussion, so take it up with your devic counterparts
and see you then. I have some refreshing arugula, cilantro, and kale salad,
picked fresh with Wyndham’s gaze across the landscape, my horse.”
The End
Exercise 3
Affirm: Better every day.
“Claris!”
“Fornay, what is it?”
“Well, I think I have found something
out about your forever friends. When I have my compass, it feels as though I am
inundated with energy. I didn’t pick up on it until you started teaching your
classes. Here, you try it.” Fornay hands his compass to Claris.
“Well, I’ll be. Devic realm”
“Clarisdeva, it’s not that we care to
respond to the compass itself. However, we feel that there might be many applications
for putting the devic realm to work in areas of need. Do you see how we flavor
an area with energy? It may not work to flavor an area just with energy… Let’s…
Clarisdeva, there is an area of the property in need of energy. The sink hole.
Do you recall it?”
“Fornay, let’s have the adventure of
the sink hole!”
“Claris, I’m with you. Did they say
it was with the compass, then?... It is! And I’ve an idea of where we’ll go.”
“Clarisdeva, let Fornay run the
show.”
And off they went.
“Happy, happy day. Happy, happy day!
Claris, do you see the plants? Some are happy and others have given their lives
for the fortuition, right Claris? Oh well, I know it’s all in the picture,
though. Unexpected though it is, I see the fruits, and everything appears to be
in line.”
“Clarisdeva, olive oil is the spice
of life. How is it for you, Clarisdeva?”
“I know this joke, devic realm. You
could call it!”
And together they spoke: “A drop a
day is like away station. Take it away, olive oil!”
“Clarisdeva, and why is that?”
“Devic Realm, it is far and away one
of the best alarm arrestors – bloody noses, sepsis, takes on things raw. You
can use it like a gel pack on hurt fingers, bloody noses, raw spots on the
skin. Dietarily, it is a rest break for the digestion, giving the exit path a
rest.”
“Hi devic realm,” shouts 8 year old
neighbor, Bradie. “Claris, when I shout that way to the devic realm, they
always give me a High 5!”
“Bradie, when you shout to the devic
realm, your appeal goes out to the universe!”
They both chuckle at the game they
have together.
“Clarisdeva, Bradie will plant his
space…”
“Bradie…”
“Claris I already know of it,” and
Bradie walks off.
A few moments later, Bradie returns
with a large stick. “Claris, is this…,” at which he about faces and goes back
through the fence to his backyard.
Chanting,“Ooooo, I have a large stick
and it goes like this…. Ooooo, I have a large stick and it goes like this…
Claris… Claris… you must come see.”
As Claris pops her head over the
fence, not two, but 4 lines by the stick have appeared.
“Mom… mom…”
“Bradie, what is it? Have your
drawing made, then?”
“Yes. Claris is this…? Never mind, I
got it.”
“Mom, alright with you to put the
garden patch here?”
“Bradie, if you say so!”
The End
“Fornay, the garden is taking shape,
wouldn’t you say?” Claris clasped her hands in wonder. The new soil lay thus
and so…
“Claris, though it doesn’t look like
much, I would say it feels… it feels like it is done for today… not sure how
that is possible… Claris I need to say it. Somehow it is not to be crossed, if
you know what I mean.”
“Fornay, let’s give it a rest. I,
too, feel as though the gates are closed, at least for now, maybe…”
“Clarisdeva, tomorrow at 3 pm.”
“Fornay, let’s depart. Shall we play
some fetch with Samantha?”
“Sure!”
The End
Anjali’s Grist
Recinda explains that when you are an
angel, pheasants roost in the funniest places, because there is nothing to
contain their laughter at their antics.
If there were nothing else to do, you
would find that you could travel with angels just by watching the patterns of
energy around your house. It’s called ‘nifting’. And if you were to watch them
in action in the grass in your backyard, you would see patterns emerge, swirls,
zigs and zags, this way and then that way. When they are nifting, animals seem
to stare into space, and, if you listen closely, you will find a joy unbounded.
If you pay attention to nifting.
Nifters, or those who nift, come in
all shapes and sizes: tailwaggers, tailswishers, no-tailswishers, and the like.
There are angels who nift with their animal friends. There are animal friends
who, when it is time for a nift, may be at rest, at play, and at work. Because…
if you are privy to what goes on behind the scenes, in the motion that eludes
most and yet, the fabric that bonds the universe – nifting is the most joyful
way that we can connect with our angelic friends. By the way, if you were to
sniff out a nifter, for example, ask your angel to nift with you, you would
find a most agreeable companion. And by the way, you would find that not only
one companion but several hun/thou, hmmm…, well, if you ask your angel how many
are in your realm, they may say they don’t really know. For, if you look at
your realm, you will see that your realm overlaps with many other realms and
that it is impossible to feel yourself by yourself – when you nift.
“Clarisdeva, wind tunnels will help
with the earth’s atmosphere…”
“Devic realm, thank you.” At this,
Claris always tries to bow out of further conversation, unless it is taken up
by the devic realm. It is as though given at a moment, withdrawn, spun or
shuffed about, and more often than not, nothing more occurs until it does.
Again Claris errs on the side of caution, and in this way the devic and human
realms connect, in reality, in real time, at the appropriate time and space…
The End
“Spot, Clarisdeva. You may take up
the planting in the spot of where the energy says to plant.”
“Oh,” thought Claris, and out to the
devic realm went her thought as well.
“Clarisdeva, you are to plant. Take
up your tool and plant, the one that is stored on the property.”
As Claris dove into yet another
reverie about whether this was ‘actual’ or ‘theoretical’, she once again found
that, at her mind’s eye, she would plant the one that had been ‘harboring over’
at the back end of the property, one of the areas that seemed to take shape as
a nursery.
It still seemed okay when she
retrieved the plant, only to find that, as she reached ‘the spot’, it had moved
to another location, where it was planted with no further action necessary.
“Well, that does seem…”
“Clarisdeva, rest for the garden.”
And so Claris bowed out of any further rhetoric, and simply left the garden for
some other venture.
The End
“My, my,” thought Claris. “What comes
to my mind’s eye is to take my walk to the edge of the… not property as I had
imagined, but the devic realm’s port of authority… well I suppose…”
“Clarisdeva, that is true for the
devic realm, is to have a port of authority. Please scan the port of authority,
under your surveillance.”
When Claris scanned the outer bounds
of the property, which she and Fornay had thought to plant, as if ‘the rustle
of the leaves’ told her that the boundaries would include a wee portion of
Wyndham’s pasture. “Well…”
“Mom,” coughed Wyndham over a
mouthful of hay, “s’alright with me!”
The End
Twyla's Song
"When I have music," chanted
the child, "when I have melody..."
"Twyla," her mother shouted
from the porch.
"Mom, I'm here... in the garden...
amidst the roots and the bramble. Just the way that God wants it, okay Mom? And
Mom, over here," as she moves to another side of the garden, "this is
where they live, alright Mom? The devic realm, I mean. See? They like roots and
bramble, all for their very own... Now, when I move over here, what happens is
I get the feeling that I can rest a moment... and then, when I am most
overwhelmed by a peace that alights on the garden, it's a cause for leaving the
area so that the devic realm can adjust to the new status: All is Well! How
about that, Mom."
"Twyla, what else do you have to
say about our friends, the devic realm?"
"Mom, it's God's earth, and the
devic propensity for this planet is to bestow a peaceful presence for all to
know about. It's about - Mom, clap your hands with the beat of the earth. Go
for it, Mom... God's earth, nothin' like it. God's earth, so be it. God's
earth, so give it to Him... Mom, that's it for now. What did you want to say to
me?"
"Twyla, I wanted to know if you
needed any errands done for the earth today?"
"Thank you, Mom. I will
need..." as she pats her lips, "Mom, nothi, tomorrow, Mom. Can
we,oh,well,Momlet'sdance... Here, Mom, we'll need to
pla,sow,camaraderie,back,forth,over he,someplace... It's done for now Mom. Can
we go out tomorrow... Oh, we're alright for the forseeable future, okay Mom?
But thank you, thank you much."
"Twyla, keep me posted." And
she ducks back into the house... For Twyla is a special force in the garden.
Her mother, always a studier of earth and how it heals itself, sees the broader
picture of how she might help the earth by supporting her child to see the
broader picture as well. Lo and behold, her child responds by taking it to the
gardens, one be one, seemingly, and yet, they all seem to say that, if we were
to 'one' them - make them seem as one - that there would be nothing but harmony
created. And so, the mother figures on helping her child, Twyla - means the web
- be a web for the earth. Twyla is 6, and a force in the garden. By arrangement
with her father, Twyla can help with his gardens, as long as she tunes into
what it is the garden is about. Her father, a studier of finer aspects of
gardening, though not by armchair, but by intuitive flow, by participating in
his destiny to rest in the aspect of healing earth... not so much because it's
by allowing, by enforcement of devic flow in his own mannerisms in the garden.
It's by interpreting, and then follow-through that this is done.
Twyla, how are things
in the garden today?" asked the mother.
"Mom, I'm bowing
out of all conversation about the garden. The devic realm is at work there
today, and they don't care for instruction.... Oh,well,oh... Mom, looks like I
am instructed to pick out some plants for the new area, the one that you and I
scoped out last week? Oh... just... Mom, we'll wait.... Mom, how is it that we
know what to do when we work with the devic realm? I feel as though I am a
yo-yo sometimes."
"Twyla, nature
has its weighs and miens. It can meander, land, take off again. Just like the
pretty hummingbird... Twyla, let's take a rest break, okay? Would you like some
fresh blueberries?" And they go inside together. When there is a change of
plans for the humans, the devic realm is always at the helm of peaceful uptake
of their plans. First order of business is kindness, cooperation, mindfulness
in terms of others to consider.
"Dad,"
Twyla counters, "you may say it to the devic realm, and they may know it
to be the case. However, until it appears in the form of physical, one never
knows where it will land."
"Twyla, you have
been hanging out in the gardens. You know of the weighs and miens that take
shape over time. Recall it? There was a time when the land felt... mmm, awkward
in scope and feel. Do you recall it?" As Twyla nodded her head, her father
continued: "There were seasons when nothing was called for, then something
was 'suggested', well, thoughts came to our minds at the same time."
Twyla's father knew he was speaking with a 6 year old, and yet, he felt that she
would pick up what was needed. He continued: "I know you were a small
child, and yet, picked up on it, too." He laughed, then continued:
"Remember what you used to tell me, when I would try and pick the produce
from our garden?"
"Yes, Dad. I
would tell you to be careful of the products, for they are not products. They
are the devic realm's way of sharing what they produced themselves, with human
help. Let's call them Devan Triumphs, right Dad?" They both got a good
chuckle for the memory.
"Twyla, I see why
you ate them with such care. Now that you interact so readily with the devic
realm, you see the fruits of your labors!"
"Dad, I do. And
one more thing, there are vegetables, too!"
And now there was
such a ruckus because of the din of laughter, the mother stepped into the room
to see what had occurred.
“On the one hand, a
carrot, on the other… Mom, you finish the joke!”
“Well,’ said Mom,
“I’ll take cabbage!” They laughed heartily.
"Glynn, you
shoulda heard what our daughter has to say about the work. It's the fruits, AND
the vegetables of her labors, and that's funny!" To which the family
danced gaily about the house, until they all ended up in a pile on the
couch!
"Dad and Mom,
that's so much fun. Let's do it again tomorrow!"
At these times, when
all was merriment, the devic realm bowed out, so that the humans might do what
they do in the physical realm. It didn’t involve the devic realm, and, too, the
devic realm, conscious of it or not, were not so applicable to what human auras
did on a regular basis. If it were ‘of the garden’, ‘in the garden’, ‘of
balance’ in most situations, they may be around. As well, if something such as
another human being was approaching their current comrade, they bow out
instantly, seemingly shuffed out by the energetic interaction. However, if the
two are of the same weighs and miens, they may be helpful to have around and
can be invited.
By invitation only
will the devic realm promulgate. You see, what is instrumental in a life filled
with devic propensity, is that, once the devic realm makes a match, meaning
there is resonance with a balance on earth, they seem to multiply. They are
most often apparent as a group. Naturally, they do appear as a single. That
said, their nature is one of multiplicity where, there may be more to it when
there are more around.
As well, the devic
realm, though specified as devic, includes:
God: The devic realm
comes from God. God directs them.
Devas: These are the
in-dwelling spirits in the garden, the conscious force. They do nothing except
provide balance, instruct those who are akin to their schema, and hold that
which is in place of balance and also, they create, by human hands, that which
will be in balance.
Elementals: These are
angels for humans, and elementals for the garden. If you have one in your aura,
where the angels dwell, you have an angelic presence at your side, and also,
because you are also an elemental…
See, the human population has what it takes to balance the earth. Because their
consciousness is wrapped up in physical creation for the most part, there is no
tie-line to the astral realm. However, being in the garden is one such way to
reconnect with that which is ‘of the astral’, wherein the devic realm dwells.
Call to them there, and if the garden is the least bit in balance, they will
direct their consciousness there. And if the human seeks their participation
and carries out their instructions to balance, then the devic realm will make
their home there.
Landscape Angels:
These are the overarching angels of the landscape. They may also play a part in
a human life. However, in terms of explanation here, such as holding patterns
in their aura such as angels do, one must know of them as those beings who hold
a landscape, energetically. For example, when a landscape angel appears, the
landscape is showing progress toward balance. Landscapes can act as a resource
for the angelic realm when they are in balance because they denote a place,
similar to their place in the astral realm, where they dwell. If an angel has a
particular consciousness, then they will dwell where the energy matches. In
terms of holding a landscape energetically, this benefits the ‘residents’
because there is a power to help with the balance.
Overarching Entities:
Specifically, these beings come and go. They, like the landscape angels, hold a
space. However, because of shifts in earth plane energy, they move across territories.
Territorially speaking, that’s their work.
Twyla and her parents
are committed to helping with the earth’s healing and wellbeing. In doing so
with the tools at hand, meaning:
-creatively drawing
upon their own resources to connect astrally
-joining in with
devic propensity to determine the garden’s nature, flow, and array (life force
made manifest to all) as the garden’s destiny
-absolute
partnership, joy, and peace in the garden area
They offer the earth
and its inhabitants a way forth, such that all will be in balance, if all
concerned take heed of what’s needed within the bounds of working in tandem
with devic propensity to produce an atmosphere of sound healing.
Briand, Twyla’s angel
and elemental, states the obvious: “Twyla, what can you forecast?”
Twyla, taking it up,
responds: “Briand, nothing!”
Briand posits:
“Twyla, what differs with the devic realm?”
Twyla: “Weighs and
miens.”
Briand: “How much can
it matter?”
Twyla: “In
consequence.”
Briand: “If I need
to, what happens?”
Twyla: “No go.”
Briand: “If then.”
Twyla: “Not an
opportunity for growth.”
Briand: “Twyla, one
more?”
Twyla: “One more.
Twyla: “One more.
Briand: “Better left
___.”
Twyla: “Better left
unsaid. Briand, here’s one for you:
A=
B=”
Briand: “There is no
A or B, only moment.”
Twyla: “Thank you,
Briand.”
Briand: “Thank you,
Twyla, for this game, Sceptre.”
“Twyla, gardening
today?” Mom asked.
“Yes, and forever.
With love in my heart, joy overflowing for the devic realm, how can we miss the
opportunity for all!”
The End
Intole, landscape
angel:
“Claris?”
“Intole, thank you,
Intole.”
And Intole stopped by
from time to time, coming in when nature dictated energetically and also
connecting with his dual, Claris. Duals occur naturally. They are connections
made in astral environments.
Briand, elemental and
angel:
“Claris?”
“Briand? Elbri? Thank
you, Elbri.”
And that’s the way it
was. In Claris’ world, the elementals’ names shift with their position – to
either connect with Claris as her angels, or to be with the elemental range of
existence. For example, to help Claris in the garden. Though showing up in the
forefront of Claris’ attention, they may be here for a different path than to
assist Claris, personally. Hence, the name-shift on energetic terms. If one
tunes in to the angelic presence, the ether will speak their astral name.
Dean and Deon,
overarching entities:
“Claris.” And they
are gone. Seasonally, intermittently, they appropriate and attract what it is
that’s needed energetically and for the physical planet, through means
energetic. See, energetics affect the whole range of existence. One may see
this in their prayer or affirmation practice. Try this: Every day, repeat – ‘I
am a peaceful existence.’ And follow up on it!
Invitation,
invita-ay-ay-tion
Invitation. Why don't
you just invite the devic realm to play with you in the garden?
Like this:
"Devic realm,
please come and play with me in the garden."
Of course, you have
to be standing in the garden yourself.
"Devic realm,
how about if you show me what this garden needs."
Of course, you have
to be willing to follow along.
"Devic realm, I
don't know anything about gardening. How about showing me."
Of course, you have
to be ready for anything.
The End
Devic Realm and
Planting Matrix-style
1. Situate yourself
in the garden.
2. Be ready for
instruction. Think 'balance' and see how this manifests. Is it a picture that
comes to mind? Is it a 'lie-low' type of inference? Is it a 'come back later'
inference, or a 'jet about the edges so we can see the lines of action' type of
inference, or a 'not this spot but the other', or a 'you need to rest and not
do this type of work at the moment', or a 'start, but not this spot', or 'do
nothing', or 'plant here', or 'be, for the moment', or 'think of the garden as
part of a larger whole', or 'enjoy, and we'll see you another time', or 'you
will take up 3 plantings'.
3. Follow along. Say,
"I'm ready." Say, thank you, God." Say, "Thank you, devic
realm." Whatever you do, do what is the kindest, most courteous,
thoughtful, most uplifting thing, and make sure it is inclined. Do your utmost.
Play your part.
Gardening for Twyla
"Gardens,"
said Claris, "are like friendship. They seemingly announce themselves from
out of nowhere..." Claris looks on to her class to make sure she has
gotten their attention. All except for one - Mandolin, who seemingly has
everyone's attention. With his 4-footed cat-nature, he is the one who is truly
teaching the class a lesson.
"How about that,
Mandolin. What have you to say about the garden?"
"Claris, I thought
there was something about paying attention by remaining at... hmmm,
'forward-swaying' is what comes to mind, like how Mandolin approaches the
garden. He... sways... but it's more like it's in his aura? Like... he doesn't
mean to sway, but he catches himself because he doesn't want to interfere with
the energy, somehow, and yet he joins in to the fervor that is already there!
Oh Claris, did I understand something? For once, I think I did."
"Claris, how
about when Mandolin supplies us with a chance to connect with the garden, that
is all his own, and yet, like he understands that we could use a window in, and
so he bellows his 'come on, gang' like he is leading us on a chase, like Jim
here said, in energetic terms... right Claris?"
"Right on the
mark. Now you know the nift. Class, once you touch on the energy of a
situation, you make your way toward energetically connecting with the garden in
its full flavor. And that's when you can connect with the devic realm, whether
by... It's almost"
"Claris, it's as
though the garden speaks, or tells you to act, right?"
"Claris, it's
like when you are getting up early, and the sunshine acts as a catalyst for you
to also be that sunshine for someone's day. Is that the case?"
"Claris, I
thought it would do to bow out of this discussion, but what I find is that the
earth - could it be that? Well, the earth is what comes to mind - the earth is
following a rhythm that only it can extol. However, I can... I am invited to
follow along, be the footsteps that hearken the journey. There, I've said
it."
"Claris, what's
he pointing at?"
As the class turned
in the direction of Mandolin, who seemed to be jumping up and down in one
spot...
"I think he said
we have it!"
To which all merrily
joined in with chuckles and "Aw, that's good."
Devan Triumph Credo
Pathway to Success,
in the Way of the Devic Realm, lies in:
-Optimism for a
bright now
-Consideration for
all
-Matching your
interpretation with active participation
“Clarisdeva, energetics and
optimization happen through members. You, being a member, have roles to play
that are flight-laden, movement-oriented, and, when they are ocular, tactile,
and these are dominated by a sense of sending the uptake to the devic realm,
such as by thought, or wishing it were so, or aurically connecting with the
impulse – devic – it can be relied on to meet the mark.”
Claris reflected, “And what that mark
tells one is often nothing that I can see. However, it is my destiny to rely on
the devic realm, to be a part of its incarnation on the physical plane. I am
starting to see a broader view of life, of survival, and of worth of following
along. The benefits to me, personally, have been next to nothing so far. And
yet, as truth would have it, so I follow along. It has nothing to do with
physical beauty. Only rectification of the whole.”
“Tunneling, Clarisdeva. It is the way
of devic involvement on the planet. It is the way to promulgate the devic
influence for balance and resilience on earth. It is applicable to earthly
means. Clarisdeva, as you perceive the way that energy moves when effective
means of solution are laden in the garden, then you are the instrument for
devic fortification, for light as it relates to uptake of nutrients, blends of
plant material to… they help each other, the plants, when placed in particular
order. Claris Deva, the ones who depart – you call it death – in the garden,
have myriad uses: off-gas of nutrients for the other plants, home for organisms
that will help the cycle of decay and nutrify in all sorts of uptake for the
inhabitants, and lastly, the beauty. If the garden is at rest with its
purposes, then it can also extol the beauty it has to offer physically. If you
work with us, you will see there is time for all aspects. Over time it will
tell of a balance that bespeaks easefulness for all. When there is ease for
all, then the planetary makeup will shift into higher energy systems, like that
of ancient times.
Clarisdeva, we must do our shares, if
you join us for keeps. What happens over time is that the devic influence grows
to include other areas of in-need. For example, connecting with like-minded
gardeners to form a web which demonstrates that life force can parallel itself
to include areas not directly under its influence. It can also string along
these areas so they nutrify themselves with very little influence… except that
when energetically there is influence, there is magnetic flow. Magnetic flow
speaks to ancient, though neverending flow. Whereas there is flow from one age
to another, there is also a flow that elevates one to become more like a higher
age, if one thinks in those terms. For instance, when someone is kind, it will
automatically connect to that which is a higher energy, like a confluence of
ages hence. There is a stirring, a memory that takes shape of when all was in
balance, in the most high age. That which is taking shape at the time, is
either for the good or not. It depends on how things rest in the cycle.
Clarisdeva, wind tunnels are like
this. They provide a consciousness which is so magnetic that it comes for
(your) miles just through simple acts of following our guidance. You have seen
it. It is working to disinclude the areas of strife in the atmosphere and shove
the pretense of health in its place. We will continue to thrive the atmospheric
pressure by your hand, and those of others through simple means:
1) Follow the devic lead, for those
are the ones prescribed in the position of guiding life force on the planet.
2) Make good the soil by simple
means.
3) Share with others the peace of
garden in balance.
Clarisdeva, balance can happen by
many directives. You will see how we make use of values which are not
necessarily in your line of acceptance. Bleach, for example, in scant amounts
is nutritive for soil production. We have the recipe for you. And for the earth
itself, there are ways that it takes itself up to a plane of existence that
seems out of balance for the earth folk. However, but more importantly, it
rectifies itself, sometimes on massive scales, such as fire, earthquakes, and
the like. If we can say it without making too much of an issue for the earth
folk, who seem to depend upon status quo, the earth responds to the earth folks’
preoccupation with imbalance, seemingly untoward to the devic realm, but more
to the point, that the earth folk are not playing the part that God sent them
to play. They meander – meanderthals, is the devic joke – instead of playing
their part to help. Instead, they tear apart, tear down. We are not here to
rectify their indifference, just to make the balance that is our part to play.
It does mean that, although there is a way forth, it may mean to tear away at
something first. We have no preconceived notions about the way things rest. We
only… Clarisdeva, you write about the angelic realm as being shuffed around,
with no control of themselves, except to offer helpful advice. We, too, have no
control. When you call, we are there. When you do balance, we help by being
there to hold that same space… We are ‘balance’, ‘thriving’, ‘centering in a
way to see what can occur yet might not, the next second, be the case’… Like
the angelic realm, we proffer, we exist to make whole, and yet, where there is
not the issuance of this type of guidance from humanity, we fall away….” The
energy dissipates and then surges: “When there is a reason to be with you, we
dwell. Reasons can include ‘question to response’ from you, ‘working side by
side where we each contract with the other to make a whole’… Humans are
necessary. Devic realm is also necessary. Fruit or famine, is how we see
things, and how we continue to see things over time. It’s not that we dwell
among continuous dis-ease. It’s that, as we are conscious, and as we pick up,
through hands like yours, disgust from others that are in your midst… We all
seem to be as one. Consciousness knows no bounds. We are all affected by good
and evil. We seem to have parts of us that strive for best. That is what we all
need to focus on. That will see us through to… joy. Joy is what we are here
for. Joy is the catch-basin for existence. Joy is the supremacy. When joy is at
rest, the work is done here on earth…” The devic realm departs, then resurges: “The
other call to action is to invest your time in fostering a community, creating
the web real time in making your crystal matrices for the club. It is named
Devan Triumph and has this credo:
-
Do
my part.
-
Teach.
-
Build
a web.
Clarisdeva, we will continue to show
you how you may build soil with simple ingredients.
Quickly… collect leaves of all sorts
and scatter and mix them under trees which foster their own atmospheric
involvement with the atmosphere’s cadence. The cadence of the atmosphere is
misaligned but will be aligned if we work together.”
The End
Bleach Recipe
“Clarisdeva, when you use bleach, do
so consciously. It is, for the devic realm, clarifying if used in the correct
amounts. When you see how it operates, you will know of its efficacy. When
applied to planting areas in the correct spots and amounts, there will be a
flourish of energy. Used incorrectly, there will be detriment. When the earth
folk can use bleach in the right moments and the correct amounts, there will be
flourishes of energy. We have not seen it to be the case. There is either lack
of use, or too much. Will you try it, then?”
The End
"Aw, but where
do you rest best, Claris?" spurts out Mandolin, her cat.
"Mandolin, it's
when the path treads itself, and when there are moments of perspicacity, like
when all is in order, or seemingly so. Crystal matrices such that the
patterning helps one to be restfuly participating in their life's work, or when
the garden is at rest... Well, I do love the garden, Mandolin..."
"Claris....
Claris?"
"Yes,
Mandolin... how about some free-wheelin'... I'll go this way and you go nift,
okay?"
And that's how it was
for a cat and his gal.
Mes Trix
“Clarisdeva,” and
Claris had, over time, felt there would be games….
“Devic realm.”
“Devic realm reports
sport to be had….”
“I’m all for it.”
“Devic realm reports
a matrix, such that a coin can be inserted and it will play music.”
“I will get a matrix
today.” As she pulled out her coin purse, Here”
“Clarisdeva, the coin
is of natural constitution, like a matrix that you prepare.”
“A matrix/I’ve got
it. Sodalite!”
“The stone you refer
to makes a difference when played with, such as rubbed between your fingers. It
is your coin. Others will do… by resilience it makes you look. The energy
alights-it lights the way for the devic realm. On your tapestry, place the
crystal on the area that is permissible.”
Claris places the
stone on her matrix cloth where her eyes first fall. The cloth is plain, deep
brown hue, which tells her that she is at rest, and can pick up her work to
make the matrices from crystal pieces placed in order to form bondage,
breakwater, bandage, believability in oneself, resilience, bound for home such
that all is in order for life and beyond.
“Clarisdeva, the game
is won. We see the light as your joy.”
The End
Tenets of living with Devic Realm:
1. Be aware of nature, in such a
manner as to apply yourself to its harmony and kindness.
2. Keep your own sense of things,
like intuitive and dharmic flow, tantamount to what needs to be energetically
done.
3. Feel that you are one with nature,
such that all is in order, or that you have the wherewithal to make it so, and
that you follow it to its course.
4. Nature is a vehicle to manifest
change in such a way that all will be more authentic.
5. Be near to beingness.
6. Be front and center with kindness.
7. Let nature take its course, but
let it be because you are taking your course.
8. Let one and all know of their
wherewithal to be in touch with that which is real in their lives.
9. Allow one another the space to
sense their own competence to be one with the universal spirit.
10. Change complacency into peace
provoking living.
11. Be one with spirit.
The End
How is it for you? What is your
sense? How do you allow for making sense of something in a way to discover what
is truly trying to happen? When you arrive at an understanding of how something
sits, on your consciousness, in your gut, out of nowhere, in your heart, just
out of reach but very tangible, tangential and yet somehow ‘right? How do you
go about making sense of something? God’s gift to creation is your very own way
of looking at things – in truth, in the way of making sense for everyone’s
good.
“A club?” thought Claris. “What a
novel idea. I already have the pattern for the Devan Triumph crystal matrix…
Pearl, Tourmaline, Jasper (green), Amethyst, Quartz, Carnelian. Now, if I could
only relay to folks how like-minded this crystal pathway is for the devic
realm. It manifests a connection with the devic realm across the… millennia?
What happened there? I only thought to create a crystal pathway for the devic
realm to say we have a club…”
“Clarisdeva, when you say you have a
club, you only have a club when you share your pattern with folks of like mind.
They would need to place the pattern in line with our view. Would they know
where that is? Clarisdeva, you will be helping them to find the exact location
for their locale, right?... Clarisdeva, we see how things rest… They rest… as
long as there is a way for the pathway to clear itself out of all other
disturbances. Peace…” trailing off, resuging “What occurs is that, with a clear
pathway, there is a swirl of… peace… where we hardly exist because the peace is
so overflowing that there is not a need for action. Like a meditative flow,
Clarisdeva. Let people know to meditate. Their peace will be our peace as well.
Their goodness will be our goodness as well. Their joy will be our joy as well…
We can hardly speak to you when there is a flow of… grace. Let us rest in the
flow… We suppose we talked ourselves into this type of rest… We wonder, if we
were to talk ourselves through this phase of development for the earth, if it
were to be contagious. We hope to manifest this peace for the future
involvement of many like-minded souls, that they, too, may find a more elevated
wonderland. Wonderlands exist in the astral realm, where we also find ourselves
situated from time… not that… Time is in the ether on earth. In the astral
realm it is not time, but… space is a topic but not the type of space that the
human realm knows. Space is elevated momentum. Space is elevated… Space spans
velocity’s flow… Space has its momentum in the etheric balance of to’s and
fro’s in the astral realm, such that, when there is no movement, the answer
comes, God comes to placate absolution… Our destiny is your destiny,
Clarisdeva. Our timeframe is nigh. Would you say that is the case for you, too?
Clarisdeva, would you ask the populace if they are nigh, and if they are ready
for the peace that awaits them? Because, you see, it awaits all of us. And if
they play their parts, and if, indeed, God presents them with their part and
they take it up, then the joy and the peace will reign. And if they choose
against… The piece that is missing in this equation is the flow from the
populace that says, “Yes, I understand what God is asking me to partake of. And
I understand what I am to do at this moment. And I do it willingly, and I do it
beseechingly. For if I do it with this type of elevation, then I meet the great
creator, and I know my part, and I see my destiny, as a part of everyone’s
destiny. And we are one, then.”
Clarisdeva, do you think that you can
change the world by your actions? Because you simply have. Please take your
reign of energy out to the world, and never let it wane. Because we are one,
and you know that we are now… We see that you take your work seriously. Take it
more joyously and we will be there to cajole you. For, when there is a cajoling
nature, the wheel turns a little more plumply. Ask Mandolin. He has a plump
part to play….”
“I will.”
The End
Meditation: Sit quietly, restfully.
Gaze with peace in your heart, behind closed eyes, at the confluence of the
eyebrows. Gallop with the breath: let it go out and come in. Take up rest with
the influx of relaxation that happens when you relax the breathing apparatus…
take in peace… let go of the need to perform… Beget peace with your own
understanding of its definition. Dwell. Stay for as long as you are
comfortable. Take this definition out to the world. Live in the memory of it.
Live by it.
The End
"Fornay,"
Claris calls to her husband, "I have found you! You were right where I
left you, in't it..."
And as Claris looks
on after Fornay, a peace spreads on the garden....
"Fornay, you have
the magic touch, in't it so?"
"Claris, it's
the devic realm. I do the loading out after they incline their energy to meet
up with my inclination to follow their lead of balance. Does that make sense?...
Oh Claris, your new bracelet for me somehow makes the most sense! Just as you
say, gal - all in the right order, both the garden and the crystals."
And as Fornay and
Claris stare off into the realm devic, they both feel that there is balance...
"Claris,"
Blue 1, her pig, starts, "how about dinner?"
"Oh, Blue 1,
I'll be right there..."
Fortuition: allowing for more,
allowing for less, allowing for changed circumstances, allowing for experiences
that there are no ties to, allowing devic and angelic to set the stage and be
the hands and feet, no matter what, and in a less than public way as it has nothing
to do with anything else than you, the devic realm, and the angels. Because –
it is unique to the individual’s part to play and, being subtle, needs the
opportunity to grow and magnetize. You need the space to grow and be more
appropriate to the work – without preconceived notions, or a rush, and so have
more patience and kindness, and resolve to stick with it while not letting the
work of the devic realm interfere with your other duties, ever.
While seemingly correspondent or
seemingly non-communicative – never ask a question. Because, when you ask a
question, it is because you are frontloading some form of thought path… Except
when you ask, “How can I help?”… Follow along or leave it be, and take up what
is appropriate. You will find your own way forth which is individual. Be a
laser beam of attention, an attentive though withdrawn force, always ready to
serve. Be on call yet stand-offish so that when it comes, you are sure of the
response. Be a part of the whole where called to act, whatever action is appropriate,
per the devic realm, and per the angels, as messengers of God, His Peace, and
His perfect balance. And, where it is called for, by your own common sense, as
it relates to intuitive flow.
The End
“Oh, Fornay,(I’m so upset!)”
“Clarisdeva…”
Fornay sports out – “Gal, I’ve known
you long enough to know that once you have your uptake, you’ll feel a lot more…
useful, perhaps.” Characteristic of Fornay, he lips his smile… for his beloved,
Claris.
“Thank you, Fornay. I’ll work on it.
Be back by, okay?”
Claris had heard the devic realm’s
entreaty to communicate. She turned back to the garden:
“Devic realm, how could (I have gone
wrong? Plants died when I gave them care.)
“Clarisdeva, they are the rewards of
the garden. You planted as instructed, and they, in turn, formed a matrix.”
“M(atrix?”)
“Matrix. Clarisdeva, the matrix will
hold, will be in balance, will help.”
“Then n(othing is lost…”)
“Clarisdeva, everything is well in
balance. Thank you, Claris Deva.”
“F(or who?”)
“Clarisdeva, when the matrix is
formed, it is fresh for all. Ah Fornay…” and there’s a sense of filing out,
Claris thought.
“Claris, I have a message from
Autentica.”
“I know, Fornay. She would like her lick and grass. She’s done well with her health. Pretty back to normal, would you say?”
“I know, Fornay. She would like her lick and grass. She’s done well with her health. Pretty back to normal, would you say?”
“Claris,” called Autentica. “It’s my
time now. You know what to do.”
“Autentica, be right there…. Fornay,
come along?”
The End
What is
Our own
Nature?
Doesn’t it make sense to
Effervesce and
Resolve?
Devics
Dutifully, or is it
Due to fully recognize
The divinity in nature.
Nature’s dew or is it
Nature is due to show
Us the way today in all ways.
Balance is sought, victory is near.
Infallible when one takes up the
charge.
Destiny, when followed to the end.
“Mercy me,” thought Claris when she stepped
out to the little made-fresh garden in her backyard. “There’s something here
for the take away, and I am to share it with people.”
“So what’s to take away?” Mandolin
asks with a beamish lilt to his feline gait.
“I dunno… hmmm, je ne sais quoi… but I
realize that it’s happening and takes its effect on me. Would you say that’s
the case for you, too, Mandolin?”
“Claris, when you say it takes its affect
on you, is that something that bears fruit?”
“Yes, in a way it does. I can’t quite
put my (finger on it)…”
“Devic realm reports that, when there
is balance, it applies a pressure that goes beyond the physical…”
“Would you (say it is healing)…?”
“Devic realm reports that all is
healing or no…”
“All is healing or no,” ponders
Claris. Well I guess (that’s it).”
“Clarisdeva, there is more. When one
is attuned to balance, one can take up much. When one is tuned to clarifying
the makeup of balanced ways, what occurs is that… oh, Fornay.” And the energy
leaves.
“Claris, look at what’s happened. Way
to go, gal. Stunning appearance of the garden… well, stunning appearance of the
garden!” Fornay excites in what is alerting him to fruit in the garden. As
Claris and Fornay look on, what they see and what their sense is may, in terms
of flavor, be two different things. Soil is spread and nothing, in physical
appearance more. What is dawning on the two of them is, having tuned in to the
step by step process, an energy forecasts itself with an ‘All Sunny’
appearance.
“Gal, I believe I see the difference
between your miens and weighs and what people do in accordance with their
particular wishes. Write about it, okay?” And he wanders off. And she did.
The End
Exercise 4 (from Claris’ book Devan
Triumph)
Take a walk about your garden. Invite
the devic realm, that invisible yet very palpable, to the practiced, who, upon
knowing of the garden’s arrival under their belt, will be most forthcoming to
work with. Invite the devic realm, through prayer, open-hearted knowingness,
‘around-town’ attitude about wanting the garden to be in balance and help the
earth and its inhabitants. While you are actively participating, see if there
is a ‘way to be/go/do’ that strikes you, that ‘comes to your minds’ eye’.
Follow it until it until it ceases, until it comes to fruition, etc. Follow it
throughout your life.
“Mandolin! Where are you today? Are
you here or are you there, or are you in the air?”
“Mom, I am here; I am there; and yes,
I am in the air. How about a nift? You have been working your tail off… Mom,
it’s a joke but recall it:
Merry me, and merry you, and together
we’ll be a point of view….”
“I like that about you, Mandolin.
Always ready for your best efforts to stargaze!”
“A wind tunnel is a forthright
representation of a flow undaunted.” Claris… surmises…adjusts perception of…
waits for a clue… “Well?”
Sense of devic realm filing in…
filing through… leaving… letting itself around and through… left.
“Okay, then.”
“Clarisdeva, not the right timing.”
“Class, see how the devic realm
flows? It does take shape, may communicate, wander or be mute. When pressed,
such as when I asked, “Well?” It… or communication… hmmm. See, the devic realm
is so forthcoming, so willing to extend itself, so extensive in its… hmmm.”
“Clarisdeva, tell the humans that,
once it is known to act, and once we have a willing participant, the devic
realm will not only communicate, but will flow and act on the human’s
participation, without fail, if the human has the same tactics. Tactics can be
the same. Both entities can take part if the human has in its… Clarisdeva, does
the human have an auric knowledge? Ask them, do they know about their auras? If
they do, they will know that they have the wherewithal to comingle. Comingling
can occur when the devic realm is on board with the human’s motivational
stance.” Devic realm falls silent.
Most of the students nod when asked
if they took in the devic communication.
“Now wh”
“Clarisdeva, motivation is balance,
cooperation, and total candor. Kindness is at the heart of the devic realm’s
search for partnership. In kindness, all communication is possible.
Clarisdeva, one must be kind to
cooperate. In this manner, one can see the truth of how it operates, the system
of flow and shift and change of direction. When there is a belief in kindness
as a mode of transport of anything, and then when there are 2 parties with the
same mode of transport, the pathway begets a sprouting of fruitful and
integrative interaction such that magnetism grows and fosters inclusive
intervention, such that the whole is apt. Over time, the whole will be apt,
once the ones of influence will be kind.
For wind tunnels, the way forth is to
say: a flow undaunted such that the earth’s atmosphere will refresh and
restructure itself automatically so that when there is a disturbance, like an
air flow that’s not common or known of so as to be able to be rectified
automatically, the wind tunnel will stir the earth’s atmosphere such that
so-called imbalanced waves will come to earth to be changed by the many trees
that the people plant. When there is a resonance with mutual transport, the
devic realm will take itself to be the stable force for the atmosphere, too. Devic
realm is finished. “
Claris brings in, “The devic realm
seems to have departed.”
“Clarisdeva, the devic realm will
give a chance for reflection and integration. The devic realm may be on hand
for questions.”
1) How can we make our participation
known more, Claris?
“Devic realm reports that, once you
have invited the devic realm to participate, and it is wholeheartedly genuine,
the devic realm will perform. When you step aside from wishes, likes, and
preoccupation with ‘what should be’, the ‘shall be’, ‘is to be’, ‘will be’, is
able to come to the fore.”
2) When do we include the devic
realm?
“Devic realm reports to Clarisdeva
for the answer… Devic realm would say that once you have opened your mind to
all that is astrally, meaning God-driven, then whoever is appropriate at the
moment will come forth. It’s important to realize that this is a lifestyle.”
3) Is this like our own intuition
that is the incoming force, or is it the devic realm, or whoever is called to
help and arrives that we ‘hear’ or sense?
(long pause so Claris is about to
start)
“Devic realm reporting in for
feedback, Clarisdeva.” (Quick to come back in.) “Clarisdeva, we, too, find that
it is the intuitive, the ‘outside the bounds of speech’, the recognizable as
fortuitous for all, that does the reaching out and extoling of virtues. Through
the devic realm, through interactions with the plant material itself, through
your meditations… through your interactive gaze with the divine… through
anything that speaks of balance, goodness, and peaceful uptake… through
sporting through changes with a kind heart, these are the ways that the portal
is open to that which is known to be truth, and that is the way the devic realm
operates. However, not sure how to communicate that… when called, we arrive.
However, also to arrive is your own flavor of truth, and so, in that, the
divine, your God-given nature, can come to the fore and be specific in its
resolution. And that is the all-important moment, when you connect with your
true wisdom, for that is where you come in, your part to play. And, anything
else is superfluous, and not constant. Like the devic realm: we are constant as
long as we are called upon. And to perform is our duty. We are infallible,
because energetically prospected. However, should the energy go awry, we, too,
will vanish. Just as your mechanism to extol your virtues vanishes should you
take the wrong path.”
4) What does the devic realm feel the
outcome will be for the world’s problems.
“Clarisdeva, which problem?...
Clarisdeva, metaphysically or metaphorically? Searching… Cla… Everyone must
play their part for there to be harmony. Everyone is not playing their part at
the moment. Everyone can play their
part. Will everyone play their part?”
5) What is the most important thing
to do at the moment?
“Cla… Everyone has to play their
part. When the natural movement is to play a part of something, the tendency
should be to join in to that route.”
6) What shall we do about the
offenders?
“Clar… Everyone should play their
part and so there will be no offenders… The devic realm wishes to speak about
who is an offender. Who is an offender? (long pause but still seems
forthcoming, like the energy is still present to perform)… There will be no
retaliations, only gestures toward balance by those who have the wherewithal…
This means what you can do in a positive light to help the earth… by making
your garden a balance, by creating more soil, by opening your life to balance
and creativity such that they foster consciousness of being at
me-ness with the creative conscious
forces… A restful force in the garden makes the
perfect force for working together to foster care, placement of matrices,
and the flow that is necessary to heal the earth, and to provide healthful
solutions for the inhabitants. For example, when plants die back, they not only
provide, in some cases, for seed production or for mulch, they also off-gas
matter for uptake by humans and animals. Since the way forth is to provide for
all, it makes sense that, when a plant dies back per the physical eye, there is
the opportunity for uptake that goes beyond herbal medicine, but only that
herbal medicine can include uptake of matter that has flown into the air
because it has become soil – leaves, twigs, branches, stems, and the like, give
of their nutrients for uptake just by walking in their vicinity.
Soil enriches our lives. It harbors
organisms that either send a message to plants to take them up, or are close
enough that there is a symbiotic relationship where the soil-living members act
as an ointment to the plants’ mechanism to embrace the nutritive ingredients.
There is a fortitude of the soil which goes beyond the dirt aspect. Soil can be
dirt, or it can be nutrition. When there is nutrition, it’s obvious to see how
there is an enlargening affect of matter uptaking a feeding more and more. The
simplest thing a human can do is follow along with the chain of events that
seem to be pending. It’s a coming together of all parts of a communicative
effort so that those involved play their parts.”
The End.
Claris formulates with the devic
realm for her class:
“The devic realm operates within a
framework that is prescribed at the moment, and can be altered by the next
moment’s flow. And so, one can see that if there is movement away from
destiny’s call, the next move will be to bring it back toward destiny. In the
same way, once a move moves toward destiny, the next move will be toward
destiny. And so, according to evolution there is no end until we move to
destiny - the process related to how things fit together over time. At which
time there is no opportunity to move toward destiny, there is death. But until that
time, there is a way to move toward destiny. The binding force toward destiny
is operable and we must seek it because it is our destiny, too. There is no
other definition of existence. We are parts of the whole… attune, atone,
at-one.
When, at the human level, there is
cognition that something fruitful can be had, what needs to occur is to move
toward it. If the outcome is more firmament for us to grow into a nature that
is helpful to all, that tells the earth and its inhabitants to grow as well. With
involvement of the heart, through kind words or simple gestures such as a
smile, or, most importantly, holding thoughts of wellbeing for yourself or
others throughout the day, one gleans further attunement to that which is also
in line with destiny’s flow to balance.
Yes. Question?”
“Claris, why would an individual want
something different than what is the ‘right direction’?”
The End
“Claris, how long did it take this
garden to come to fruition?”
“Well, I don’t know that I have an
answer. For me, there are certain markers. For instance, when I purchased the
property, fully knowing that the garden needed… something. Or when I spoke at
the garden… maybe it was ‘to’ the garden but at that point I only felt saddened
by its state. Still, I felt a resonance, a wanting to help. And then, when I
felt the first nudge – from who knows where. That, too, may have been the
starting time. And now it’s been 3 ½ or 4 years since I moved here… Oh, it’s
Mandolin… He often joins me in the garden areas. It’s interesting to me – he
seems to follow me around while I’m working to find balance in the gardens.
Then, when there is nothing left to do, judging by my sense of things, I look
around and Mandolin has disappeared, and I wonder about the sensitivity of the
animals to the world around us. Thoughts, anyone?”
“Claris, my dog hovers over the
garden until I come out to look for him. Makes me think I should take up more
of a message from him.”
“Claris, I do invite my cats to take
part with me in my flower garden. It’s interesting to me that they come as far
as the zinnias, then no farther or they go back toward the house. Maybe we can
start together there and see where to go.”
…“Someone else?”
“Claris, I hesitate to say it, but I
do use chemical treatments in the garden. Would you say I should stop?”
Claris comes in: “Oh everyone, did
you feel the influx of energy? There may be more…”
“Clarisdeva…” Claris checks with the
devic realm, then continues:
“Everyone, what happens for the devic
realm is not ‘what occurs’ but what is inclined. You could take yourself to the
nursery and ask what is inclined. You could, though maybe not as balanced or
thorough, point to ‘a good idea’ in your mind, and ask and the answer could be
a ‘yes’. Would this be inclined? Sir, you could see about the chemicals. How
would you do that? Does someone care to chime in?... No? How about if we open
to the devic realm’s flow…”
“Clarisdeva…”
“Devic realm, I and my friends are at
attention… Devic realm, the question…”
“Clarisdeva, what is inclined will
do…………………….”
“Everyone, what do you make…”
Devic realm: “Everyone invited, there
is inclination and it will do.”
“Devic realm, thank you.”
“Devic realm salutes the efforts of
the group for the inclination. Until we meet again.”
“Thank you, devic realm. Everyone,
shall we convene inside for some refreshments?”
The End
“Thank you, Devic realm.” Claris
turns to the group: “Everyone – well…..” (Claris to herself – Devic realm, will
do. Would you care (to stand by?). Bye now.)
“Well, I will take up what I have
found and you can develop your own relationship with the devic realm. There
seemed to be a stir of energy when I was concluding and this seems to be what
is inclined:
Partnership: I am the physical
counterpart. Devic realm is the signal to the inclination. I may do, stand,
signal by thought, leave and almost all the time, wait for their cause. When I
am called away, I will leave and the devic realm does not follow but may linger
only to have the thought captured. Devic realm is kind to the nth degree. They
are not akin to chat, just to helpful signaling to do for the furtherment of
earth and its inhabitants. The devic realm has my full commitment that, when I
am available to them, I will follow the signals as my sense takes me. I fully
realize that devic realm is completely neutral, being consciousness that
balances, with no judgment or condemnation. If I do not perform, they leave.
However, we have a longstanding – tactics are in place - relationship and so
there is a connection that will continue.
Interpretation: I must do my best to
interpret the inclination. From what my sense is, I can be helped in my quest by
either the devic realm leaving, coming close, coming apart or dissolving when I
am not on the right track, or maybe when I am and the task is finished, or when
a garden needs rest or when the energy of a thought is all that is needed and
no physical outcome is inclined. The caution is that, when all is said and
done, is the outcome more fruit. Does the energy feel more peaceful, more
inclining toward balance, more apt. If so, you are on the right track, perhaps.
If not, how does one interpret what the sense of things is? That is the
question for the human. For, you see and you interpret. But, for the
taker-upper of the interpretation, one must be eager for truth. It’s not that
all is always discernable. It’s that which is helpful to all that will resonate
as truth. Is truth knowable? That is for one to seek.
For the earth and its inhabitants: I
vow to do my utmost for the devic realm’s cause to make earth and its
inhabitants the healthiest they can be, and the balance most integrated as a
whole. This means on all levels – spirit, body, consciousness, awareness of
balance and the right type of energy to situate solutions for the good of all.
While I am working, I do so in kindness, upliftment, and team spirit.
The End
To-do’s:
1) Make every day a kind one.
2) Strive to put into play, what my
sense is of balance in every situation.
3) Share with others as to their
temperament, things they can do for the earth and its inhabitants
Solutions/tactics for balance, etc.:
1) Where appropriate, smile at
others. In this way you can form kinships which go beyond the day’s greetings.
2) Hold thoughts of balance, etc. for
all and for the earth. In this way a magnet is created.
3) Rough up the soil and see if the devic
realm consciousness comes to your mind’s eye for a way forth for the garden
area.
4) Invite the devic realm’s
participation by trolling the garden edges and open your heart to
possibilities.
5) How about a garden party for you
and the devic realm. And – how could I forget: Mandolin! Invite your animal
friends!
6) Start relating to your garden as
needing the devic realm’s assistance. Follow along.
7) Make soil (not dirt)… Make
resources – get the devic realm’s input. Give the gift of soil to friends.
8) Always… thank the devic realm for
their assistance, especially when you bid each other adieu for the time being.
9) Be in touch with the others who
foster kindness and balance in the garden. Join the club!
10) Thank God for the gift of
friends.
11) The devic realm works well with
little or no chatter and with focused communication on the matter at hand.
Devic realm flow:
The devic realm as far as I can tell,
is a consciousness that, when taken to the limits of existence, knows no bounds
in terms of uptake, wherewithal, and exacerbating to wellness.
When there is a way forth such that
it precludes awareness, except by the devic realm, there is no way forth
because it is through human intervention that devic flow can maintain a
physical space. It is up to humanity, itself, to follow a path that is rightly
given by the power of the universe, and extolled on the part of the devic realm
to play its part. Humanity’s part is to……
The End
Application:
“Goodness me,” thought Claris to
herself. “The garden is (coming along.) And before she could finish her
thought:
“Clarisdeva, it is by your tactics
that the garden comes to fruition and beyond.”
Claris senses a ‘happy atmosphere’ though
maybe the word is ‘at rest’, or ‘aplomb’ or any of a number of sense
applications.
“Claris must feel that there is
something right about the garden. Look at her glow…”
“Oh Fornay, it’s you!” And they dance
the stone pathway as if gliding on a symmetry that has no bounds.
“Claris, Mandolin and I want to
congratulate you on the garden. It’s never looked so…” and as Fornay ‘lips his
take up’, while lifting an eyebrow for Claris – something he does regularly as
if to invite her comment, only to know it already…
“Fornay, you and Mandolin can have
your fun. I, for one, am demonstrating how one can interact with nature, to
fulfil a space’s destiny. Want to come along?”
“We’ll find something else to do;
like pick arugula…” As he lips a sensory smile, he waits for Claris’ comment about
making sure the garden is ready to be harvested, only to find Mandolin
playfully running back and forth between the two of them. Claris, for all its
worth, touches her lips with her thumb and forefinger and sliding them across,
as if closing a zipper.
“What, Claris, not going to see if I
know about ‘appropriate interaction with the garden’?”
Claris, hands on hips, waits, then
outstretches one foot, hops to the other, while Fornay joins in.
“Leprechaun, you are, and we’re off
to the arugula. Joy, Claris.”
Meanwhile, Claris fumbles around for
a direction. Nothing comes to the fore so she relaxes, and then:
“Clarisdeva, the garden is at rest.
Vacate for now.”
Claris leaves the garden area. She
has sensed something like an uptake of energy, a spiral, a flow out or a flow
down. She was thankful to resolve the ‘mystery’.
The End
How can I help?
Once the way forth is discovered,
there is a helpfulness train which begets camaraderie, solution orientation,
gifts from magnetic flow, and so on.
Belittle no concern, no matter how
fleeting of singled-out or otherwise. Take up what comes and see the
directional flow.
Do not care if the soil needs rest or
buildup, or plants that fodder, or gardens that cease to produce, or take a
while to produce beauty, because the lands are all connected and so one helps
another. Follow the directional flow.
If we are to look at the way things
progress, there is no timeline. Indeed, when there are moments of ‘production’,
what is produced will lag or be beautiful or will formulate a dry appearance
until the watering plea is issued. It all melds together as a whole, with
nothing in between.
The End
Spirit
Spritely, interactively, in
obeisance, in obvious mirthful, steadfast, bringing to light, life itself in
observance of its meanders, fruit and joy.
“My, my. I had no idea it was so
fresh and its fruits so varied.”
“Clarisdeva, all to the whole.”
“Beg your pardon, Claris, but when is
dinner?” Fornay, hiding behind Autentica, and in his best sheep voice,
declares.
“Autentica, if I didn’t know any
better, I think it is now. By the way, have you seen my heart-throb, Fornay?”
With that, Fornay comes ‘round
Autentica, and they both take up grass, licks and “a kiss on the cheek for you,
dear.”
The End
“Bradie, here are the crystal
matrices for your garden.”
“Claris! They are not for the
garden!”
“Bradie, do you have something to say
about them?”
“They are for the earth. The earth
rests with them. Thank you, Claris.”
“Wait. Where are you going?”
“Claris, you know the drill! One for
there, one for here, and on and on! Whoops, didn’t you forget one, Claris?”
“Here you are, Bradie. I thought you
would figure it out!”
The End
Devan Triumph Too
“Candor, cadence, and timbre. That’s
what I know to be the case… But whether it resonates with the surrounding
vibration, the vibratory matter speaks. It is a conscious manifestation of what
is happening at the moment, in the grasp of the situational uptake, and in the
knowing about what is to follow.”
The End
Fortuition
Sincerity – mine
Love – mine
Applicable – devic
Amplitude – devic
Observation – mine
Objective – mine
Awareness – mine
Pathway – mine
Conjugal – mine
Latitude – devic
Communal – both
Pragmatic – mine
Spirit – both
Transport – devic
Beneficial – both
Expansive – devic
Auric – devic
Destiny – both
Cooperative – both
Dharmic – both
Fixture – devic
Intermodal – devic
Projecting – devic
Followable – devic
Steady – devic
Present – devic
Resourceful – devic
“Well, I guess I have some things to
work on,” thought Claris, as she continues her list...
Configurative – devic
Balance – devic
Carriage – devic
Pervasive – devic
“Claris, over here,” spouts Fornay.
This spot has been coming to me on a daily basis. Not sure it is my idea or the
devic realm’s. However, when I put my mind there, it goes away, seemingly
wanting to come of its own accord. What do you think about it, Claris?”
“Hmmm, well it seems like it is all
about, then, hmm.”
“Claris, here, hold the compass. I
want to take a first pass at the area in question. Here ya go…. See, what’d I
tell you? Here, right here. Claris, you stand here… There now, what’s your
sense?... See, my sense is that this is where the sink hole is. Now I’ve said
it… Do you know that I have been hearing ‘sink hole, sink hole’ for days? And
how did we get here! Darned if I know…. Claris, you tell me what is supposed to happen next. I’m too disturbed by
what I thought would never happen to me. I have lost control of my senses. They
are running away from me, and chiming in ‘sink hole, sink hole’…” And Fornay
starts to chuckle, a bighearted chuckle, tears running down his face, which he
buries in Claris’ shoulder. They cry together, for what seems hopeless for the
earth. And yet, when they have found what is necessary to take up, they take it
up and never look back. Kinning with the devic realm is their nature, and one
that shines out into the world.
“Wind tunnels… steam water…” Claris
is mystified by what flows to her on a daily basis. It is only when she had
done her research on global warming…
“Devic realm reporting in, Clarisdeva,”
said the devic realm. “When there is atmospheric pressure to perform, the devic
realm reports that all is well. When there is a need for rainwater, for
example, it is fortuitous that the earth shall rain. When the earth does not
rain when necessary, then the areas that need rain will suffer and change over
to a new pattern. The devic realm responds to the new pattern, if there is a
chance of human occupation with the devic realm’s speaking ability such that
there is life to be had.
In terms of human health, the devic
realm reports that, if there is a need for a change to the pattern of growth,
in any direction, then the human population may cease to function as a whole.
There may be parts that need to die off. Should this be the notion, it may be
possible for the human population to move to different locales, or to change
the lifestyle such that it will support the new situation, or the change in
lifestyle will make the environment more appropriate. Should there be further
notions of how things should operate in the human realm, the devic realm may or
not be available to show the way for the human emphasis. Should there not be a
need for the devic realm’s input, the human population will cease to cooperate,
and the devic realm may not be necessary if the human intervention, itself,
will cause a good outcome. If the devic realm shall cease to be prevalent,
there will be no need to confer, and the devic realm will take up residence
where there is a need to confer. If the human population which cares to confer
with the devic realm situates itself in a locale, it may be that this will be
enough, for the human population which cares to confer, to survive. Certainly,
the human population has the wherewithal, given that it is God-given, to
operate by intuitive flow. What the devic realm offers is nothing more than
flow itself. Wouldn’t it be appropriate for the human population to have the
same flow, to relate to earth as the devic realm’s potential to create livable
circumstances? We, the devic realm, are not sure that a non-partnership would
be viable. However, it is not up to the devic realm to speculate, nor is it up
to the devic realm to pontificate, only to extol when invited. What does the
human population do if it does not pay attention to its… When the devic realm
senses that a human is on-board with intuitive flow, is it not the same thing
to be invited to participate? When Claris Deva is intuitively inclining, we
show up. How is it that there would not be a partnership since we are
magnetically attracted to intuitive flow by a human. It is nothing more than a
magnet-like union. We are not summoning, but are summoned and have no choice but
to follow. The thread that is woven is nothing more than inclined by God. We
have no choice but to follow. Since human populations seem to follow logic,
rather than intuitive flow, it is deemed inappropriate for the devic realm to
follow. And so, without intuitive flow, how is it to work without the devic
realm. Logic is physically inclining. And the depth and breadth of nature’s
flow is not logical.”
Claris is turning from one direction
to another, trying to get a foothold on this current topic of participation by
the devic realm.
Claris bows down in prayerful
supplication, and, at the feet of her guru, at the threshold of tears, speaks:
“Why on earth would I have to make a call on this subject. It is unordained to
cross the path of untruth. It is not what you would call true wisdom. And yet,
there are many who take up a lively conversation about nothing of relevance.
It’s sordid and uncanny how those who supposedly are in the know, can’t take
their minds off production, numbers, money… nothing to do with flow. How can
anyone justify not taking their God-given talents to the fore for the good of
all. Many we have desired to take the lead. Many we have seen fallen. Now that
the real battle is waged and we are at the forefront of either all out going by
the wayside, or fessing up to the mess and controlling our consciousness to
flow in a way that will take us to our destiny of peace… how can we not? Well,
I guess if it were to come to pass, we could all go back to the astral realm
and figure things out, if we could. I may say that I will do my best. Or die
trying. Or die to the cause of reuniting with that which is at the heart of all
– giving my all to my destiny which is to play the part that God gave me to
play. I am truly yours, God. Make me worthy of my gift of life on earth. Make
me simply whole and simply Thine… And I won’t budge from trying to make the
earth and its inhabitants healthful. And I won’t budge from partnership with
those close to this cause, like the devic realm, like the angelic realm, like those
of like mind. And even if we don’t succeed in my lifetime, I hope to leave a
legacy which others can take up. It is my destiny to work my hands and feet for
this cause. There is no other.”
The End
“Mom,” shouts Mandolin.
“Yes, Mandolin.”
“Mom, when I get to the astral realm,
I’ll know what God is, right Mom?”
“Son, when you get to the astral
realm, I’ll be there first, alright Mandolin?”
“Mom, only if you have your wings,
like they say the angels do!”
“Mandolin, I’ll have work boots on.”
Autentica shouts so all can hear:
“Shout it out, boys and girls. Mom’s got her work boots on, and I got my boots,
too. They are shaped differently, though. How about that for our joke today. We
could use a good laugh.” And they did.
The End
“Wind tunnels, for sure!” Mandolin
blurts out.
Amidst a quiet afternoon lunch on the
floor of the forest, with Mandolin, and with Wyndham over the fence, grazing,
Mandolin starts:
“Claris, when you plant with the
matrices for the land, wind tunnels are formed. It’s as if the land feels that
it needs rectification. Claris, do you know what this means? If we do our
parts, another force, seemingly devic but not, do you see Claris? The devic
realm didn’t specify wind tunnels – they specified plants in a matrix. Seems to
me there’s more force out there than just us and the devic realm. What do you
say, Claris?”
“Mandolin, I see what you are getting
at. It’s as though the force of the plantings said something to the atmosphere,
which made sure to feedback to me about the wind tunnels. Or did I pick it up? Could
it be that there is some larger force at play? Some force beyond the devic
realm and plants, perhaps?”
“Clarisdeva, the devic realm is far
and wide… we know not of this wind tunnel that you are devising. How is it to
come to pass that there is more to the earth than plantings? However, we too,
feel an unseen force that guides the life cycle of the devic realm with its
comings and goings on earth. If we have something to say about it, the way that
nature takes the course of action is by many resultant forces. Co-sequentially…
The way of the devic realm, human interpretation… and forces beyond the control
of either…the earthquakes and the tidal rhythms, they all factor into how we
function. If so, then we may all be on a cycle – somewhere is the timekeeper…
Somehow is the way forth – to play our roles of playing our parts…”
They seem to have left, only to rise
again – “When there are parts to play, and if we play them, the right motive
will come to the fore. If we choose not to play them, as we see with the human
race/Clarisdeva, this is where you come in because the devic realm has no
choice in the matter. What we seek… we do not seek but our motive power is to
balance, nothing more. And if we are not paid attention to, we vanish. It is by
the tide of interest that we flourish and can work with the human population……
at rest, Claris Deva. You need rest and integration of the matter. Devic realm
over and out.”
Claris pondered, her thoughts turned
toward the sky. “Well, I’ll be. The sky is so large. How, then, can it get to
be so polluted?”…
“Clarisdeva, it is by putting your
mind to something that the devic realm can respond with situational balance.
When the devic realm… so consciousness is transmitted between us. We see that,
through our mutual communication, though not so apparent for the human
population as a whole. The devic realm may pick up on apparent imbalances on
earth and respond in appropriate fashion. You, Clarisdeva, had told us about
the atmosphere, through your research of the matter. It was not us that picked
it up, only that we need matrices of plantings. They not only situate
themselves for earth and its atmosphere, but you picked up on the need for
them. We’re not sure we even factor into the picture. However, we do offer a
stabilizing force for recline of the garden areas. Once you leave, if it is in
balance, we remain and reorganize ourselves for stability rather than growth.
When you attend to your trips to the nursery, you, Clarisdeva, take us with
you, only to find yourself making appropriate choices. Perhaps, over time you
have trained yourself in your choices. They also resonate with the devic realm.
However, they also resonate with the flow of the particular flavor of the
community where you live. When the devic realm reports in to you, Clarisdeva,
what you deliver is a clear path for communication. What we mean to say is that
there is no room for error or likeness to another human with interest other
than what you can do for us. Also, since candor is your motive, it is
imperative that we work together so that what you develop is a sound resource
with us, and so you can help to maintain the balance for the earth. Once your
motives are clear and long-standing, the devic realm can have you act as a
bellwether, assuming your motives stay the same. Adieu.”
“Claris, where is my scratch?”
bellows Blue 2.
“Blue 2, you can have a belly
scratch. There ya go.”
And they bust up laughing. Anything
to please a pig!
“Well, Athilde, how is that for
scratch?”
“I wouldn’t trade my scratch for
yours,” said the hen.
The End
Help
yourself to the mix and stir of devic constitution. One moment, astir, the
next, Aplomb! Listen for the proffer, put forth the effort, and incline
yourself for the betterment of all!
M-a-g-n-e-t
“The
magnet game?” spouts out Fornay. “Claris, did you hear what they said? They
said that if you carry the magnet with you during the day, the earth will take
a turn at telling you – no, they said… Claris, how is it supposed to go,
because I can’t get a foothold… Wait, wait a second… Claris, I think the devic
realm is playing with me! I didn’t know that they did that… Seriously, they
seem to be getting me to the point of laughter. I didn’t know they had this
sort of antics, did you? Wait a second – you want me to put the oh… Claris, the
devic realm reports that, though all is well with the game, it seems that the
garden needs a plunger to remedy the sink hole. Sink hole, Claris. It’s an area
that, when rectified, will actually conform to the devic realm’s wishes for an
old pond area, like when a pond dries up. It needs more fortification and they
sugg… their wish is that we put more horse poop there. Claris, would we have
horse poop?” After their laughter subsided, “Claris, I don’t get the game.
However, I got the remedy… maybe that is the takeaway, do you think so? Anyway,
let’s shore this up.”
Once
Claris and Fornay size up their preoccupation with the sink hole, they feel
that it has been shored up. At least this is what their take is.
“What
do you think is the next step, Claris?... See, I don’t wonder if we need to add
some more mulch to the area?” Oh, he turns this way and that way. “Claris, did
you feel that? I think that was the go ahead.” And it was. And they did. And
they keep doing… whatever seems to be the game plan… for the earth… which is in
their nature… to participate in… with a grin…
“I
don’t get it…”
“How
is it for you, then? Maybe it would help if you started from where you are.
What’s the first step for you?”
“Well,
I do need rest, and I do need to see about the forthrightness of my stance. And
then maybe I can deliver a message about how things rest. Do you think that
would be the case?”
“I
think that’s a fine place to start. When you are rested, the answers will come
more easily, perhaps.”
The
End
Earthsong
Once upon a time, a little girl lived
in a large village. To one side it held many crystals of enormous strength. The
townspeople said that they were akin to those used in ancient times, when
people knew the power to heal, to create wind tunnels of enormous magnitude
such that there was a way forth in terms of even clearing out the atmosphere of
debris. When Dorwin thought about the enormity of the atmosphere, she could
wonder… and ponder… and dwell upon…
“Dooorwiiin. Can you come out to
play…”, stealthfully, and completely at ease with children, indeed, with anyone
of the townspeople, Zephyr saw the wrap-around that was happening for Dorwin.
She, too, mesmerized by what was accomplished so suddenly and for so many,
during a time when the earth and its inhabitants were in trouble.
“Hi Zephyr!” And back to her
pondering she went.
Zephyr knew she had to let the child
take her while.
Zephyr, herself a part of the
responsibility for the way things rested now, chucked at the earth. For now
that things were in line to be ever fruitful again, she reflected that it was
all about the people, themselves. They came through. They were the ones who
sacrificed their own perceptions, misgivings, volatilities, desires, and the
like, to take up what was calling to them etherically, dharmically, and, in a
way, most appropriately for the good of all.
When the earth’s peril was known,
many came together: those who would do well at this sort of thing, and those
who wanted to dwell on the problem.
“What is there to do?” they asked.
“We feel we’ve done all we can. What else would there be but to perish. Clouds
of dust particles, fire, rain unexpectedly, no rain… the list goes on of the
surface swipes that the weather had taken its toll on. Whether or not we can do
something about it… it’s too big an issue. Even if we band together… it’s too
late, I fear…”
The list goes on of what these members
took a shape with. Blame here, forecast there. It was all the same – greed had
gotten them here. They wouldn’t know how to cycle back.
But Zephyr was here to show the way.
She seemed to rally the troops that they, in their own likeness, could conceive
of a new destiny for the planet, and its inhabitants, and the way forth was
clear, once the people could fathom a different way to think about things.
For example, when they thought about
things in a way that bespoke… candor… honesty about one’s life such that it
took the falsehood out of existence… and took up themselves in a way that had
to do with… first things first, applicable to all, and then follow the thread
that will lead to a balanced existence.
Well, not everyone had this in mind.
But enough did, such that the tide of all the issues surfaced as most
appropriate to deal with – that of global health of the earth. And so,
following the thread of first things first… when everyone that could was on the
same page, they found that, though they needed to focus on meals for
themselves, they could also do it in a way where:
-They would see if, through
prayer-like existence, they could take into account the whole,
-They would be as if they were not
for themselves, but for the whole,
-They would act on first things
first… in a manner to see how things rested when they did so.
Now, once they had the majority of
folks that were into this sort of thing manifesting the destiny in a way such
that:
1. All of the earth would be showered
with the many glowing titles such as were the earth’s good tidings.
2. There were many who saw goodness
in the likeness of the crystals.
3. “Be it fruitful,” they said upon
hearing of the crystals.
4. The people shouted out: “Zephyr’s
the one who will take us into the next generation of peace and harmony.”
“Zephyr, what will happen next for
us?” the people said. To their astonishment, Zephyr spoke about the way forth:
“Well and good. And if you don’t mind
my saying so, I have a poem for you today, and it goes like this:
Believing In
Bestow upon the world only goodness.
Incline your feats skyward to joy.
When alignment happens,
I’m there.
Do you see where I am going?
It relates to you and to me.
If we were to put our heads together,
I would think I would see…
Many days without end,
Many strong and simple…
In the end, we’re friends.
And that’s what I have for you
today!”
When the people heard the poetry,
they were gladdened to know of it. And the next time, it went something like
this:
“Influence, like a gentle breeze,
Confluence, fair and fetching,
Affluence, such that all is in order.
And that’s what I have for you
today.”
“Zephyr, what is the meaning of this
one?” asked the smallest child of the village.
“Dorwin, you know the drill!” to
which the people started gaily dancing about. For you see, it’s not that Zephyr
speaks in riddles; it’s that, when there is something like a small child who
asks an adult question, there is certain to be a joke about it!
“Dorwin,” Zephyr cantored, “what
happens next?”
“Zephyr, if I had to say it, it’s
right on the mark.” And that’s where it was left. For you see:
Time blown into existence
Measured by love
Omnipresent
Present, a present
Dorwin was the one who struck up
conversations with Zephyr, that were highly amusing, and yet bespoke of a time
when there would be peace on earth.
“Not now, Dorwin!” was a commonly
heard remark to, “When will I see my take on things all-encompassing, a
peaceful existence for me and for you?” And the people took this up and danced
and frolicked to the drumbeat, and so it went…
But when there was a moment to
reflect, Dorwin took it to the hilt:
When I have music, when I have
melody,
When I have happiness, there is you
and me,
When I have story, then I have glory,
The song that I sing for you and me….
“Dorwin, that’s the kind of music
that is necessary to uptake, such that all is well,” said Zephyr.
“Zephyr, I have a feeling that
certain things are in the works, and yet they don’t appear on the earth plane
yet. Would you say that is the case?”
“Well, there are some things that
won’t be here yet, but that are here, in a way. Is that what you are saying,
Dorwin?”
“Sort of, I guess,” and Dorwin
wandered off to ponder and cajole the likes of the smallest child in the
village, Itat, commonplace and fetching.
Well, they shuffed and they
frolicked, but they didn’t have a moment, when…
“Portentia! That’s who we can ask
about this.” And they did. And when Portentia spoke, it didn’t really seem like
anything occurred, and yet it did.
“How about that,“ said Portentia. “I
can see straight, or I can see crooked.”
And so they tried to see crooked,
but, as fate would have it, it got straightened out. And so, what would happen,
except that we were tumbling out, bumping into, swerving about such that our
play was invigorating, sensible, and we wouldn’t miss a beat…
“How about that, Itat?”
“Well, how about this!” and Itat
couldn’t get enough of rolling, bumping into his angels, who not only played
back to him in their cadence, but sat him down on his rumpapumpa. “Dorwin, this
is fun! You try it now.”
“I would, cepta I need to rest now.
My head is on, but I wonder about the perfect straightness that begets my take
up of flow. How about we do something that is not so curvy? Something like a
story-telling session with Zephyr.”
In unison, “Zephyr!... Zephyr! Zephyr
there you are. Can we have a story?”
“Yes, children, you can have a story.
I’ll fetch one out of the air for you. .. Here’s a good one:
Rotunda: Everlasting, primordial, harboring compassion
for all living things. Staking a claim on how things rest, and then, how things
take themselves up. Rejoice, rejoinder, remaking a world of peace, harmonious
living, adjudicating nothing, but everything in terms of ‘my place in it all’,
one of boundless growth opportunities for one, for all, for the whole. It’s a
freight train come to a standstill. It’s a flower garden with color for all.
It’s the notion, the nodding forth, of peaceful presentation, representation,
emblematic, obligatory, application, amending… It’s a drumbeat. It’s a visceral
reaction such that you are one with joy, peace, and that you share it with all
creation…”
“Thank you, Zephyr. I’m sure we’ll
make sense of it all someday. Is that right, Zephyr?” adjusted Dorwin.
“Dorwin, what makes life possible?”
asked Zephyr.
“Zephyr, it’s you and me and all
creation.”
“And that’s what I have for you
today.”…
…”A measure of goodness, of course,”
echoes Dorwin. “That’s what Zephyr said to me today, in passing.”
“Does it mean something, Dorwin? How
does that apply to what we are doing at the moment? Are we in sync with that?”
pauses Itat.
“Well, if we look at the whole picture,
I would say it… I dunno.” And they both bust up laughing.
One day Zephyr said, “If there were
fruits to be had, what would they be?” to which the villagers had to prance
about a bit amongst themselves to even begin to bear them:
“I may be off the mark, but I extol
my friendship.”
“I may be off the mark, but I have
nothing to myself, truly, in reality.”
“I may be off the mark, but have a
treat for all, and that is kindness.”
“I may be off the mark, but I believe
I see how things rest with the devic realm, and that is something I will take
up and monitor, and see if I can be of service.”
“I know something, in my heart, and
that is that there is something brewing among us that needs to be told. When I
take my hand to help another, then they can take their hand to help someone,
too.”
“I know something, in my heart, and
that is that, when there is a group of hand-helpers, that they can only grow in
number. Maybe that is how things get restful on earth.”
“When I think about how things rest,
I opportunize my conscious arousal around what I am to take out as the next
step. It’s really working for me, and, I would think, for others.”
“Well, everyone, as varied as the
experiences, it seems it is tide-turning. Have you noticed the vibrancy around
us?”
Well, they had to say it – they did,
and someone spoke: “I thought something was happening to the good. Hmmm, I
think I will continue on the same track that I have virtually stumbled upon:
that, when there is something to take up, it is for all. I place my energy
there and get the job done, and it benefits all.”
“I feel as though, because of all of
our efforts, we can move forth in a way that is more enlivening for all, and at
the same time, more fruitful for the earth as a whole. Let’s take up rest and
see what there is to do!” And they all got a good chuckle out of that.
Now, Zephyr, being Zephyr, had a tale
to tell, that did not have to do with anything other than fruits. And it went
something like this:
“Do you see the monuments? The ones
made of crystals? They are pointing ever skyward, ever homeward, and ever
peace-ward. Do you know that to be the case? You try it. When you try to
fashion them any other direction, would they operate in the same way?” There
was a general movement from the crowd, but no one denied that, should the
crystals be moved, they would cease to have the same power to provoke balance,
and may even be ineffectual in finding balance to create peace.
“When the crystals were placed, they
harmonized with the environment. It wasn’t I who decided how to place them. It
wasn’t the crystals. However, when placed, they ‘spoke’ of never-ending
harmony. That’s the way we can all live our lives, through paying attention to
what is inclining for the environment, for it is something far greater than we
can imagine with our small frames. It is that which is in the ether as a gift
for all of us. It is the reason we are here. We have it within – the momentum,
the verve – and when we take ourselves up to the task, and with confidence and
heart, we can make the way forth harmonious for all. We’ve done a great gift
for all. May it continue with great strides. We’re all in this together, and
may we all be fruitful in a way that bespeaks ‘forever’. And that’s what I wish
for us all today.”
The End
“So, Claris”, spoke up Majesty, her
bird extraordinaire, “what makes life worth living?”
Claris put her nose up to Majesty,
who pecked at it playfully: “If I have you and you have me,” she sang to her
bird, “then that’s the way it ought to be. With you to help me, and me to help
you, and, together… Fornay, it’s you.”
“…we make a family, that goes wider
than all, to include the farthest one, then that is the way we live, with the
sunny sun. You help me, and we help they, and we see all as part of the whole,
hoo-ray. We live together, taking care of the whole, and that’s what we do,
forever and a day….”
The End
