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BAUDELAIRE TO HIS LOVE

by: Joseph T. Shipley

UXURIOUS languid tiger-lily, swaying

Unconcerned, my lips are burned with the kiss

You waft me, my head turned, and I swoon with bliss.

Out of the anguish of your arms I'm praying

That life shall end with this.

 

You are my memory of Egyptian suns

When I adored the phallic pyramids

And found you couched beside the Sphinx, that bids

Beware. Frantic and vain my dream that once

Love seeped through drowsy lids.

 

Where no gods be, man makes his god, and you

Are god or devil fashioned for my woe;

From you my pangs and parlous pleasures flow;

Would I had strength to be blasphemous, untrue,

Would I could bid you go!

 

But all a hemisphere whirls in the tress

You shake at me; imprisoned there I dwell.

Its secret dreads I do not dare to tell;

It is my paradise--ah! who will bless

Me with the gift of hell!

 

And you have loved before--if the flaming passion

That roars through you to what it shall consume,

Be love--and I would wring an awful doom

On those who held you first, and I would fashion

Their strait abysmal tomb.

 

There I would bid you wander, calling, calling

The ghosts of those with whom your frenzy played

Discarding (Were you ever an untried maid?)

I would engulf you there. Run blindly, falling!--

But that I am afraid.

 

And fear is new to me; I fear and wonder;

I prick my flesh with fear to feel it squirm.

I grasp you, quivering; I hold you firm;

And when the ground I trample heaves with thunder

I hail my end, the worm.

 

And once, you said the brat was mine. Ill-fated!

Whelped of a dastard and a dusky whore.

Through what dives shall it crawl? Upon what floor

Lick up perversion? Are new sins created

That it may cry for more?

 

I loved my mother once; the thought lurks ever

Somewhere, redeeming; I am not wholly gone.

What if my life be but the cross laid on?

But he will find no respite, surcease never;

All suns and sins are wan.

 

There was a time when mad suns out of me

Lighted and whirled a universe untold,

Whose realms were henna-spiced, whose maidens bold;

I have burned eons; there is naught to see;

I whirl in endless cold.

 

If out of time and space you have conceived

A garden of luxurious delight

Where I am rooted in you, and my plight

Flowers in your laughter, still you are bereaved

By the noxious breath of night.

 

Out of your menace spring exotic blooms,

Gnarled morbid growths and leering venomed vines,

And you the unholy temptress that entwines

Where flickering maudlin sunlights blotch our glooms

And my soul pants and pines.

 

And in that garden I have set a shrine

Where I am poet, warrior, and priest,

Know, kill, create; my senses are increased

Beyond love's evil; passion's bread and wine

Is my ecstatic feast.

 

I watch the incense pouring through that skull,

And those are chimneys now that once were eyes,

And all is fetid I could ever prize,

And a transcendant glory now is dull

And even evil dies.

 

We can forget time but by using it;

And pleasure sizzles drearily; the clod--

Knowing creation is the fall of God--

Stumbles through the blindness to the heart of wit,

And my numbed senses nod.

 

Voluptuousness is circling cruelty

Burning like heat and cold; I must live fast,

Tasting each joy lest that joy be the last:

A gust from the wing of imbecility

Has warningly swept past.

 

I wake anew to pangs of eager lust;

I am enhungered for forgotten food;

The world is straitlaced; I am frankly lewd:

In universal horror and disgust

I shall find solitude.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” 

 Neil Gaiman quote

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two." 
-St. Augustine

WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 24, 2010

Your body changing lately? Edgar Cayce channelling Feb 14, 2010 tells you how and why

How are you finding the energies of late? Chaotic and challenging? From my little corner of the world I observe many people, myself included, who are undergoing yet another process of inner growth, and this then is beginning to manifest in the outer reality. We are certainly undergoing rapid transformation on all levels at this point in time. Isn't it exciting to be an active participant in this major shift in human consciousness?

The channeling below is shorter than those I normally send out - and was less than 30 minutes' duration. However, in this channeling the energy of Edgar Cayce addresses the importance of honoring the physical body, and the changes that are taking place within our bodies at this time. As an energy practitioner I see countless clients who are experiencing physical symptoms that are often diagnosed as unexplainable by the medical profession. This is usually due to the fact that the physical symptoms are an indication of energy changes and do not reflect actual physical illness conditions.

On another note, the Sedona Journal of Emergence is now publishing the Edgar Cayce channeling transcripts. I am excited by this fact, as the magazine has an international readership. Check www.sedonajournal.com for the latest issue (March 2010).

If this email has been forwarded to you by a friend or email contact, and you would like to be included in future channeling transcript mail-outs, then just email bhansen9@hotmail.com with the words Edgar Cayce Channeling in the subject line.

Blessings

Bente Hansen


Physical Transformation



This One says it has been a while since she last channeled. That may be the case in your time. For me, it was but a second ago. It is interesting to listen to and to observe your discussion. You are all grappling with many concepts and perceptions of how you feel life is meant to be. And, as always, there is great curiosity about what will be. This is not the time to focus on that. Can you not feel the shifting vibrations within? Can you not feel your body, day by day, shifting and changing? Many, many small cellular changes taking place second by second within you.


Vibratory Changes

Take a look at your body. In what ways is it changing? You talk about feeling the intense vibrations due to the astrological configurations. And, of course, there is no doubt about this. The planetary alignments are absolutely spectacular right now and the reason you are feeling the energies from the planetary alignments that occur with regular progression - as you finish one there is another one and then another one - each of these planetary alignments are working with the harmonics of the universe to create the vibratory shifts that are necessary for each and everyone to make this massive and magnificent transformation.



There is no doubt that this transformation is happening with or without your explicit agreement. As you also have awareness, the more you align with the vibratory changes the more you honor them, the more you work with them, the greater the ease for you. Is this not what I have been speaking of previously? Many times I have spoken about the importance of accepting the new frequencies into your vibration. The more you do this the greater the ease. That is not to say there is not discomfort for you know full well there is. These vibratory changes are bringing up from deep within, embedded memories - memories from all times. These memories are merely energy but they no longer resonate with the new frequencies that are being directed into your bodies.



Because there is a lack of resonance - what is old and no longer serves you, must in some way be released. What I encourage you to do is not focus overly much on the discomfort. By all means acknowledge the discomfort and work to ease it, but do not focus unwarranted attention to it. Instead, be in a state of gratitude for the changes that are occurring.


Heightened Sensitivity

With these vibratory changes to your body you will find heightened sensitivity. This heightened sensitivity will take place in many different areas of your life, depending upon your unique biochemistry. I can guarantee that anything that does not resonate with this new vibration you are holding and the increasing vibrations you are shifting into - anything that does not resonate with it will feel uncomfortable. Take the opportunity to look at every area of your life where you are beginning to feel the changes and then work with those changes.



This shift is not just about becoming more spiritually evolved. If you chose to have that as a focus you might as well go sit on top of a mountain, and spend your days in meditation and prayer. You would still not achieve what it is you came into body to achieve. This is the life time to have a spiritual awakening, and along with that spiritual awakening to match that energy by raising your thought vibrations, by healing emotion vibrations and in particular by shifting your physical vibrations.



This is the one area - shifting the physical vibrations - that many on the spiritual path have difficulty with. Reflect upon the world around you. It is easy to observe those who are deeply engrossed and mired in a lower vibration. Observe their interests, their conversation, their lifestyle and you may say, "That is no longer the lifestyle I choose to be in."


Honoring the Physical Body

But, look closely at yourself. What aspects of that lower vibration are you still attached to? What are the psychological cravings and addictions you still hold for those lower vibrations? It is likely you have one or more psychological addictions or cravings that no longer have any resonance for you, but which you cling to because you like them or they feel good. In order for this shift to occur, the physical body also has to resonate at a much higher frequency. So it is important for the physical body to be viewed and to be honored as a sacred temple - not to be abused, not to be neglected or overlooked but to be honored.



How do you honor your physical body? First of all, listen to it. What is your body telling you when you have discomfort or pain? What is your body saying when you continually exert yourself and it needs rest? What is your body saying when you continue ingesting foods and substances that are not of a high vibration? What is your body telling you when you know fully well there are many toxins in your environment but you choose to not remove them and then replace them with safer alternatives? I could go on and on.



Getting the physical body to a higher vibration is critical during this process. If you do not then there will be extreme discomfort experienced - again and again. What is happening within your physical body as the DNA expands? As all those 'junk' pieces of DNA literally light up and spread the light through every cellular pathway of your body? You become a light body. You hold higher frequencies of light. These impact your cellular structure. They impact the genetic programming you hold. The light changes everything. The light is so strong it literally clears awaythe debris that is stored within the cellular level. As your cellular level changes more and more into a crystalline structure your tolerance for the lower vibrational densities - the chemicals, toxins, additives, sugars and artificial sweeteners - all those things that your body is sensitive to - your body says 'no more, no more'. You will turn away from all that is harmful to your body.



During this time of great cellular change exercise is important. Here I refer to just not exercising the mind but to actually exercising the physical body on the days when you have the energy. I stress this - on the days when you have the energy! The changing of the cellular structure requires great energy from within. There is every likelihood you will have days, possibly weeks or even months when you will feel very tired and where your greatest desire will be to do very little or even nothing.



If that is the case, honor your body and ensure your intake of pure water is of regular consistency. In other words, drink a lot of pure water and avoid those substances that are unhealthy for you. Take the rest when it is needed. Then when you begin to feel as though you are ready for exercise, take exercise that stretches your body, allow yourself to breathe in such a way that circulates life enriched oxygen through your blood stream. You are no longer in an age of your evolution where it is necessary to exercise to such an extent that you become drained, and where excessive strain is placed upon the organs. That is another form of abuse of the body. Gentle harmonious exercise that ensures copious quantities of oxygen circulating in your blood is of vital importance. This will help you during the change. And for those who enjoy rambles in the woods, that is perfect. It is the ideal exercise. Being outdoors is preferable to exercising indoors.



It is indeed quite a transformative process that you are undergoing. I urge you to pay more attention to your physical body's functioning. Not so that you are to become neurotic around every little pain or discomfort, but instead learn to become in a state of awe at the process that is taking place within you. As your cellular structure changes into a higher crystalline form so too you will find other changes occurring. The crystalline form within will become dominant. In cases where you undergo medical assessments that crystalline structure will be apparent on medical testing equipment.


Physical Rejuvenation

What does this mean to you as you change in your physiology? The factors that place stress upon your physiology will no longer impact you. Your body is undergoing a process of rejuvenation. Regardless of your physical age you will find yourself actually becoming more youthful. The years you have spent in your physical body will begin to fade away as you begin to recover a spring in your step, a strong vitality and a youthful outlook.



In addition, many of the common ailments that have plagued society will no longer impact you. The common cold, influenzas, virus, bacteria, fungi - they will not cause you harm when your body is fully crystalline. As you find there is no need to go to doctors so frequently your focus will then shift from a disease based model to one of health maintenance. During this time, as you are going thru this process, if you are not overly tired from it, be as active as is possible. Undertake as many physical activities as you can.



Allow your body to feel the joy of being more youthful. Allow your body to have the experience of muscles moving as they are meant to. Feel your lung capacity, once again, expanding rather than constricting. Through all this, in going into a crystalline structure, there is a process of blood thinning that takes place. The blood thins; rather than the viscosity becoming denser it actually thins, thereby allowing the circulation of the cardiovascular and lymph systems to be as healthy as that of a person many years younger. There is much to look forward to in your physical body during this time of change.


While you may aspire to do the spiritual work, the scope of the information I provide today encourages you to take particular heed of the physiology you hold. It is your physical body that will take you through this change. Work with it. Come to know it intimately rather than just trusting that the physical body will take care of itself. No, it will not. This is your responsibility. I thank you.

(c) Bente Hansen, 2010

Edgar Cayce Channelings!
I have been a clear channel for beings of Light since the mid-nineties. Since that time I have channeled many different light beings, including the Arcturians, Council of Elders, Kuan Yin, Ascended Masters, Ashtar, and many other evolved beings. Please note that I do not claim to channel Edgar Cayce - but rather that I channel the soul energy of the being that embodied as Edgar Cayce. That is a very important point. In many instances it is expected that I should also be an expert on the life and work of Edgar Cayce - I am not, nor have I been drawn to extensively study the magnificent volume of information he brought forth during his lifetime. I accept that the energy I channel is that of Edgar, and in many instances he refers to himself as 'Edgar' - that is merely for the purposes of identification!

In many instances when channeled information is presented there is a great deal of emphasis on spiritual growth along with a focus on what life will be like once humanity has made the shift into expanded consciousness in 2012. I have found that the Edgar Cayce channeling focuses more on what needs to be done now in order to create this shift. As well, his information focuses on providing clear and insightful commentary on the changes that we are likely to experience - on the physical, mental, emotional and spiritual levels. The information in his channelings is practical and relevant to the changing times.

From what I've come to understand - now is the time to integrate our spiritual awareness and knowledge into our physical reality. We are here to create a veritable 'heaven on Earth', which we are doing as we apply spiritual teachings to all areas of our life! Edgar's channelings are geared to helping us become more proficient at being spiritual energy fully embodying in physical reality. When we raise our physical, emotional and mental vibrations to match our spiritual vibrations then we achieve a fully integrated and balanced state. The journey is no longer merely about becoming spiritually aware - it is about becoming balanced in all areas!

Extending many blessings - Bente Hansen

bhansen9@hotmail.com
www.dynamicenergyhealing.net
www.energyrejuvenation.net

The Waste Land

by T. S. Eliot

"Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis
vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent:
Sibylla ti theleis; respondebat illa: apothanein thelo."

I. THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD

   April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,    
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

   What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,                                  
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.                              
        Frisch weht der Wind
        Der Heimat zu
        Mein Irisch Kind,
        Wo weilest du?
"You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
"They called me the hyacinth girl."
––Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,                                    
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
Oed' und leer das Meer.

   Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante,
Had a bad cold, nevertheless
Is known to be the wisest woman in Europe,
With a wicked pack of cards. Here, said she,
Is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor,
(Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!)
Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
The lady of situations.                                                 
Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card,
Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.
Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone,
Tell her I bring the horoscope myself:
One must be so careful these days.

   Unreal City,                                                            
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying "Stetson!
"You who were with me in the ships at Mylae!                            
"That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
"Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
"Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
"Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men,
"Or with his nails he'll dig it up again!
"You! hypocrite lecteur! - mon semblable, - mon frere!"

II. A GAME OF CHESS

   The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Glowed on the marble, where the glass
Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines
From which a golden Cupidon peeped out                                  
(Another hid his eyes behind his wing)
Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
Reflecting light upon the table as
The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
From satin cases poured in rich profusion;
In vials of ivory and coloured glass
Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes,
Unguent, powdered, or liquid - troubled, confused
And drowned the sense in odours; stirred by the air
That freshened from the window, these ascended                          
In fattening the prolonged candle-flames,
Flung their smoke into the laquearia,
Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling.
Huge sea-wood fed with copper
Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone,
In which sad light a carved dolphin swam.
Above the antique mantel was displayed
As though a window gave upon the sylvan scene
The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king
So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale                             
Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
"Jug Jug" to dirty ears.
And other withered stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
Spread out in fiery points
Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.                       

   "My nerves are bad to-night. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
"Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
   "What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
"I never know what you are thinking. Think."

   I think we are in rats' alley
Where the dead men lost their bones.

   "What is that noise?"
                             The wind under the door.
"What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?"
                             Nothing again nothing.                     
                                                                           "Do
"You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember
"Nothing?"

   I remember
Those are pearls that were his eyes.
"Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?"
                                                                             But
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag -
It's so elegant
So intelligent                                                          
"What shall I do now? What shall I do?"
I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
"With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow?
"What shall we ever do?"
                                              The hot water at ten.
And if it rains, a closed car at four.
And we shall play a game of chess,
Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.

When Lil's husband got demobbed, I said -
I didn't mince my words, I said to her myself,                          
HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
Now Albert's coming back, make yourself a bit smart.
He'll want to know what you done with that money he gave you
To get yourself some teeth. He did, I was there.
You have them all out, Lil, and get a nice set,
He said, I swear, I can't bear to look at you.
And no more can't I, I said, and think of poor Albert,
He's been in the army four years, he wants a good time,
And if you don't give it him, there's others will, I said.
Oh is there, she said. Something o' that, I said.                       
Then I'll know who to thank, she said, and give me a straight look.
HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
If you don't like it you can get on with it, I said.
Others can pick and choose if you can't.
But if Albert makes off, it won't be for lack of telling.
You ought to be ashamed, I said, to look so antique.
(And her only thirty-one.)
I can't help it, she said, pulling a long face,
It's them pills I took, to bring it off, she said.
(She's had five already, and nearly died of young George.)              
The chemist said it would be alright, but I've never been the same.
You are a proper fool, I said.
Well, if Albert won't leave you alone, there it is, I said,
What you get married for if you don't want children?
HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,
And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot -
HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight.                    
Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.

III. THE FIRE SERMON

   The river's tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf
Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind
Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song.
The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,
Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends
Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed.
And their friends, the loitering heirs of city directors;               
Departed, have left no addresses. 
By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . .
Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.
But at my back in a cold blast I hear
The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear.

A rat crept softly through the vegetation
Dragging its slimy belly on the bank
While I was fishing in the dull canal
On a winter evening round behind the gashouse                           
Musing upon the king my brother's wreck
And on the king my father's death before him.
White bodies naked on the low damp ground
And bones cast in a little low dry garret,
Rattled by the rat's foot only, year to year.
But at my back from time to time I hear
The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring
Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring.
O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter
And on her daughter                                                     
They wash their feet in soda water
Et O ces voix d'enfants, chantant dans la coupole!

Twit twit twit
Jug jug jug jug jug jug
So rudely forc'd.
Tereu

   Unreal City
Under the brown fog of a winter noon
Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant
Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants                                
C.i.f. London: documents at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.

   At the violet hour, when the eyes and back
Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits
Like a taxi throbbing waiting,
I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives,
Old man with wrinkled female breasts, can see
At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives                       
Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea,
The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast, lights
Her stove, and lays out food in tins.
Out of the window perilously spread
Her drying combinations touched by the sun's last rays,
On the divan are piled (at night her bed)
Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays.
I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest -
I too awaited the expected guest.                                       
He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
A small house agent's clerk, with one bold stare,
One of the low on whom assurance sits
As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
The time is now propitious, as he guesses,
The meal is ended, she is bored and tired,
Endeavours to engage her in caresses
Which still are unreproved, if undesired.
Flushed and decided, he assaults at once;
Exploring hands encounter no defence;                                   
His vanity requires no response,
And makes a welcome of indifference.
(And I Tiresias have foresuffered all
Enacted on this same divan or bed;
I who have sat by Thebes below the wall
And walked among the lowest of the dead.)
Bestows one final patronising kiss,
And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit . . .

   She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her departed lover;                                     
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
"Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over."
When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone.

   "This music crept by me upon the waters"
And along the Strand, up Queen Victoria Street.
O City city, I can sometimes hear
Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street,                             
The pleasant whining of a mandoline
And a clatter and a chatter from within
Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
Of Magnus Martyr hold
Inexplicable splendour of Ionian white and gold.

     The river sweats
     Oil and tar
     The barges drift
     With the turning tide
     Red sails                                                          
     Wide
     To leeward, swing on the heavy spar.
     The barges wash
     Drifting logs
     Down Greenwich reach
     Past the Isle of Dogs.
          Weialala leia
          Wallala leialala

     Elizabeth and Leicester
     Beating oars                                                       
     The stern was formed
     A gilded shell
     Red and gold
     The brisk swell
     Rippled both shores
     Southwest wind
     Carried down stream
     The peal of bells
     White towers
          Weialala leia                                                 
          Wallala leialala

"Trams and dusty trees.
Highbury bore me. Richmond and Kew
Undid me. By Richmond I raised my knees
Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe."

"My feet are at Moorgate, and my heart
Under my feet. After the event
He wept. He promised 'a new start'.
I made no comment. What should I resent?"
"On Margate Sands.                                                      
I can connect
Nothing with nothing.
The broken fingernails of dirty hands.
My people humble people who expect
Nothing."
     la la

To Carthage then I came

Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou pluckest me out
O Lord Thou pluckest                                                    

burning

IV. DEATH BY WATER

Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
And the profit and loss.
                                         A current under sea
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool.
                                       Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,                          
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.

V. WHAT THE THUNDER SAID

After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience                                                  

Here is no water but only rock
Rock and no water and the sandy road
The road winding above among the mountains
Which are mountains of rock without water
If there were water we should stop and drink
Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
If there were only water amongst the rock
Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit                              
There is not even silence in the mountains
But dry sterile thunder without rain
There is not even solitude in the mountains
But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
From doors of mudcracked houses
                                                         If there were water
   And no rock
   If there were rock
   And also water
   And water                                                               
   A spring
   A pool among the rock
   If there were the sound of water only
   Not the cicada
   And dry grass singing
   But sound of water over a rock
   Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
   Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
   But there is no water

   Who is the third who walks always beside you?                          
When I count, there are only you and I together
But when I look ahead up the white road
There is always another one walking beside you
Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded
I do not know whether a man or a woman
- But who is that on the other side of you?

   What is that sound high in the air
Murmur of maternal lamentation
Who are those hooded hordes swarming
Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth                         
Ringed by the flat horizon only
What is the city over the mountains
Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
Falling towers
Jerusalem Athens Alexandria
Vienna London
Unreal

   A woman drew her long black hair out tight
And fiddled whisper music on those strings
And bats with baby faces in the violet light                            
Whistled, and beat their wings
And crawled head downward down a blackened wall
And upside down in air were towers
Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.

   In this decayed hole among the mountains
In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel
There is the empty chapel, only the wind's home.
It has no windows, and the door swings,                                 
Dry bones can harm no one.
Only a cock stood on the rooftree
Co co rico co co rico
In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust
Bringing rain

   Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
Waited for rain, while the black clouds
Gathered far distant, over Himavant.
The jungle crouched, humped in silence.
Then spoke the thunder                                                  
DA
Datta: what have we given?
My friend, blood shaking my heart
The awful daring of a moment's surrender
Which an age of prudence can never retract
By this, and this only, we have existed
Which is not to be found in our obituaries
Or in memories draped by the beneficent spider
Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
In our empty rooms                                                     
DA
Dayadhvam: I have heard the key
Turn in the door once and turn once only
We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
Only at nightfall, aetherial rumours
Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
DA
Damyata: The boat responded
Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar                            
The sea was calm, your heart would have responded
Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
To controlling hands

                                     I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam ceu chelidon - O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Aquitaine a la tour abolie                        
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
                           Shantih    shantih    shantih

from http://www.theholidayspot.com/chinese_new_year/

Chinese New Year starts with the New Moon on the first day of the new year and ends on the full moon 15 days later. The 15th day of the new year is called the Lantern Festival, which is celebrated at night with lantern displays and children carrying lanterns in a parade. The Chinese calendar is based on a combination of lunar and solar movements. The lunar cycle is about 29.5 days. In order to "catch up" with the solar calendar the Chinese insert an extra month once every few years (seven years out of a 19-yearcycle). This is the same as adding an extra day on leap year. This is why, according to the solar calendar, the Chinese New Year falls on a different date each year. New Year's Eve and New Year's Day are celebrated as a family affair, a time of reunion and thanksgiving. The celebration was traditionally highlighted with a religious ceremony given in honor of Heaven and Earth, the gods of the household and the family ancestors. The sacrifice to the ancestors, the most vital of all the rituals, united the living members with those who had passed away. Departed relatives are remembered with great respect because they were responsible for laying the foundations for the fortune and glory of the family.

from http://www.chinesefortunecalendar.com/2010ChineseHoroscope.htm

 2010 is Year of Tiger and it will arrive on February 4, 2010. Many people must be eager to know they have better luck in the coming year than 2009. Here, we want to use Chinese Astrology Five Elements (Metal, Water, Wood, Fire and Earth) theory to explain people fortune in 2010 and foresee what will be happening to them in year of Tiger.

According to Chinese Five Element Astrology Calendar, 2010 is the Year of Metal Tiger . Gold is related to Metal and money. People who like to talk about wealth will say that 2010 is a Golden Tiger year. In Five Elements (Metal, Water, Wood, Fire and Earth)  theory, the color representing metal is White. Therefore, we also can say that 2010 is the Year of White Tiger. The White Tiger is connected to the symbol of jinx in China history. Some Chinese might consider that 2010 White Tiger is a bad year.

Chinese Astrology is a Balance Theory of Five Elements. Each animal can be converted into Five Elements. Tiger contains Mainly Wood, Fire and little Earth. Wood and Fire together will make Fire stronger. Metal is afraid of Fire and Metal is also against Wood. That means Metal and Tiger together will fight each other, which implies 2010 won't come quietly and peacefully. We can image that 2010 is a Tiger wearing armor. This Tiger doesn't like armor on the top its body and keeps jumping around. For safety, we should keep our distance from it. That's why many Chinese don't like White Tiger.

Tiger has the potential to become vigorous, ferocious and cruel. So Tiger is a symbol of power and authority. This kind of personality is good for the leadership. With the inflexible and destructive personality, Tiger has very poor people relationship, especially, with family members. In traditional customary, Chinese family don't invite people born in year of Tiger to involve private wedding ceremony.

From the Chinese Astrology theory, Tiger has Fighting and Hurting Relationships with Snake and Monkey. Therefore, people who were born in year of Snake or Monkey will have unpleasant events happening in 2010. In Fact, as long as your Chinese Astrology Birth Chart contains Snake, Monkey or Tiger, you will have the same issue.

Before predicting your luck in 2010, you have to know what Type of Element you are and what your Lucky Element is from your astrology birth chart. The Lucky Element is the major factor to determine people's fortune. 2009 is the Year of Brown Earth Cow. Cow contains mainly Earth. Therefore 2009 is a very strong Earth year. If people's Lucky Element is Earth, then they should be very lucky in 2009. If Earth is the unlucky element, then they might be miserable in 2009.

2010 is the Year of White Tiger, which contains Metal, Wood and Fire. If your Lucky Element is Metal, Wood or Fire, then 2010 will bring you some degree of luck. However, Wood can help Fire to burn, and Metal and Fire are opposite elements. If your Lucky Element is Metal, then Wood and Fire will be unlucky elements. If your Lucky Element is Wood, then Metal should be an unlucky element. This tells us that most people will gain some and lose some in 2010.

For more detail and accurate prediction, therefore, the first step to know you fortune is know what animals are in your birth chart. You can find that information from Chinese Astrology Lucky Element page using your birthday and birth time.

http://www.chinesefortunecalendar.com/2010ChineseHoroscope.htm

THE INTEREST WITHOUT THE CAPITAL

The lover's food is the love of the bread;
no bread need be at hand:
no one who is sincere in his love is a slave to existence.

Lovers have nothing to do with existence;
lovers have the interest without the capital.

Without wings they fly around the world;
without hands they carry the polo ball off the field.

That dervish who caught the scent of Reality
used to weave basket even though his hand had been cut off.

Lover have pitched their tents in nonexistence:
they are of one quality and one essence, as nonexistence is.

~Rumi

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WHAT:
Free Distance Healing / Monday Meditation

WHEN:
Monday Nights
10:30pm – 11:30pm EST

Each Monday night from 10:30pm to 11:30pm EST Vanati offers a free meditation / free distance healing as a path of service to provide others with access to healing energy. During this time, there is a large amount of light available to all those who desire support. We use the energy of Cellular Expansion and Healing to support the growth, shifts and healing that you desire.

You may pick an area of your life (a focus) that you would like more support with or merely open to receive the light that is right for you. Your Soul, as your partner, assists in stepping down or transitioning the light in the amount that is just right for your pace of growth. All you need do is set your intention to join in the transmission and set your focus. 

The benefits of meditation are abundant, and can include physical healing, stress reduction, relaxation, and spiritual development. Often profound shifts occur with a new outlook on what had previously been stagnant. 

During this time, we are transmitting or sending out light through our larger bodies where we exist in partnership with our Souls and Greater Consciousnesses as well as the beings of light with whom we teach.

The energy we use is called Cellular Expansion, a gentle yet palpable healing energy that offers light directly to your cells. Illness is created first in the energy of the cells so attending in this way supports health and healing at the root cause. The energy is also useful for anything you would like to create in your life, such as a new job, peace or support for life issues.

Click here to learn more about Cellular Expansion and Healing >>>

FAQ's

How do I participate?
Create a quiet place for yourself free from distractions. You may want to play peaceful music during this time. Often people cross over, or blend so deeply with the energy that they appear to fall asleep. Some people report merging in this state and 'waking' several hours later or in the morning during their regular time to get up. They awake refreshed and vital. You may or may not have awareness or thoughts during this time of meditation. It might be helpful to think of this time as an opportunity to be held or bathed in a large container of light, much like a warm tub of water. The thoughts and processes associated with your mind are not important here. Allow the process of the energy touching your consciousness, which is light, to facilitate the openings that are right for you.

What happens if 10:30pm EST doesn't work for me?
You may participate at any time that is best in your personal flow. Energy is not limited to time--a man made construct. Merely pick the time that works best for you and follow the principles as suggested above. We have people who regularly participate from many different time zones. Feel free to tune in at whatever time works best of you. Some people like to meet earlier as a group to receive the transmission. The energy and guides will easily adapt to include your personal rhythm. If you feel better letting us know the specific time you will be participating, feel free to let us know via e-mail. Click here to locate 10:30pm EST in your time zone.

Do I have to meditate for the whole hour?

No. Some people feel full, like the sensation of having a fine meal, in a very short period of time. Your soul and higher consciousness will guide you to receive just the right transmission. The length of time or frequency of participation is entirely up to you.

Shamanic Healing - Long Distance

Time and Space In Shamanic Practice

Time in space are relative in the Shamanic belief.  Those who practice shamanic techniques regularly find that many things can be accomplished in a short period of time.  And people often return from their journeys with surprise at how "it seemed like I was gone longer then that" or "I didn't think I had been gone that long."

Time and space are also considered relative  in science.  (Meaning not set in stone but flexible and changeable.  Lets say compressible.)  But we don't want to go into Quantum Physics here...  So we'll sum it up that the shamanic journeyer can take advantage of these principles of science because in the journey you aren't bound to the rules of matter/the physical form but can instead follow the rules of energy.

When on a journey great "distances" can be crossed quickly.  Time can expand or contract, so that you can accomplish what is needed in the time available, and the shaman can go to where he or she is needed.

Long Distance Healing

In a long distance healing a shaman healer will journey to where you are, and perform a healing on you in a similar way to what they would do if they were right there with you in physical form.  People may or may not have sensations when this healing is occurring, depending on the person's sensitivity.  Also, because time is relative, the person being healed may not receive the effects of the healing in the moment in which the shaman is performing the healing.  The healing may be "delivered" at a different time or date.

Healing such as soul retrieval, shamanic extraction, power animal retrieval, as well as any number of healing can be done at a distance by the healer for his or her client.  The healer may also simply send healing energy to the person.  Healing can be sent by a group of people to an individual, in a similar way to how a group prayer is performed.

Does it work?

Regardless as to whether it makes sense to our every day thinking, long distance healing is reported to work well.  There are certainly some practitioners who are more skilled at it then others, just as with anything.  But there are a significant amount of people who have reported powerful healing results when they have received long distance healing.  It also should be noted that shamanic healing is not the only healing modality which uses long distance healing.  Reiki, for instance, utilizes long distance healing.

Many long distance healers will state somewhere that they offer this service, but you can always ask.  Some healers specialize in long distance healing only.  As with any healing use your own judgment when selecting a healer for long distance healing.

Why long distance?

People do not always have success finding a healer who is close by.  Long distance healing offers the potential for an individual who is in a far removed location, or a location where such healing services seem unavailable, to receive healing from a shaman regardless of the distances.  It also allows an individual to receive healing from a shaman that they particularly want to work with.   The use of long distance healing can also be desirable in situations when it is not suitable to have a healer in the same place as the person being healed or directly touching the client.  Such as if the person to be healed has a contagious illness, cannot be touched for some reason, or feels more comfortable with the long distance method.  Long distance healing is frequently used with animals, who are sometimes unwilling to sit still long enough to be healed. ;)

It should also be noted that there are certain advantages that may be lost in a long distance healing.  When a shaman healer performs a healing in person, they create a sacred space for you.  They are there to support you directly in your healing process.  There are many good reports about long distance healings, so it is possible that some healers still create this supporting space for their clients regardless of the distance.  You should always feel free to discuss your needs and concerns with a potential shamanic healer. 

,

you and I sitting on the verandah,

apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.

We feel the flowing water of life here,

you and I, with the garden's beauty

and the birds singing.

The stars will be watching us,

and we will show them

what it is to be a thin crescent moon.

You and I unselfed, will be together,

indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.

The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar

as we laugh together, you and I.

In one form upon this earth,

and in another form in a timeless sweet land.