Winter Solstice, New Moon and Rare Clouds

Today is a significant Day of Signs and Hidden meanings. It is Winter Solstice, marking the return of the Sun to our hemisphere. It is the New Moon of Capricorn, the zodiac sign of Change. And this evening is the Night of the Vigil, ancient expectation of the Return of the Saviour which is the Sun. Christianity has transformed the persistent pagan rituals into a legend of the birth of Jesus  who, in fact, was born in the sign of Pisces (hence the legend of the Virgin – the opposite sign of Pisces. )  As if to reassert the old signals, signs in the sky, hidden messages and meanings, a very rare spectacle of so called lenticular clouds appeared over the moors and places of Yorkshire. Take a look and keep those sign in mind when you greet the approaching  Year of the Water Dragon 2012.

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Peaceful Christmas and a Wonderful New Year to all those who visit Hidden Meanings.

November Sunset on Primrose Hill

Thick carpet of dry leves was  rustling nervously under our feet as we climbed Primrose Hill on a late November afternoon. It was one of those brilliantly sunny days which occasionally happen in London. From the top of the Hill one can see the stunning panorama of the south east London, with the old St Paul’s Cathedral now looking , among tall blocks,  like a small Druid temple. Sunday crowds of London’s sun worshippers were climbing witn me and Gemma, my granddaughter. On reaching the top we looked towards the setting sun. Gemma snapped it when a stray cloud topped it like hat, waving its farewells. When a few minutes later I took another photo, only the golden cloud-hat was touching the horizon. I took another picture of the black silhouttes of  the human dwarfs watching the majestic descent of our golden giant. Such magic moments are always worth recording.

Goodbye, My Love

My evenings are a silent desert

Since you have gone – a vanished dream
A sobbing sound of a broken string
A meteor crossing darkened sky
 
You went so quietly, no whispered word
Just a shallow quickened breath
Caught by a secret gust of wind
That scattered seeds of deathly hush.
 

I won’t sing dirges of an Irish wake
Nor murmur prayers for the dead
Take this verse written by my heart
As your companion to the stars
 

And when you find your Happy Isle
Send me your lovely, silent smile
Look in your eyes, a brief adieu
To make my desert come to life.

22. The 2012 Countdown Starts Today

I welcome all those sudden synchronicities that burst through the surface of my life like a school of playful dolphins. Today, the 22 day of February is the beginning of the 22 months that will transform our planet and those of us who have chosen to play their part in this momentous event. I am talking, of course, about that highly controversial prediction of the Mayans and the Hopis that the world as we know it will end on the 21 December 2012. The Mayan calendar ends on that day. As we can read on the many pages available on the web :” The date December 21st, 2012 A.D. (13.0.0.0.0 in the Long Count), represents an extremely close conjunction of the Winter Solstice Sun with the crossing point of the Galactic Equator (Equator of the Milky Way) and the Ecliptic (path of the Sun), what that ancient Maya recognized as the Sacred Tree. This is an event that has been coming to resonance very slowly over thousands and thousands of years. It will come to resolution at exactly 11:11 am GMT“  There are two significant numbers in that brief description: 13 and 11.11. Thirteen is a hidden proportion known as phi (the golden ratio=1.61803 or 8:5, 5+8=13) and 11+11=22. There are some interesting facts and scientific explanations about that date on All about 2012. I can understand the attacks, denials, accusations of fraud etc from the complacent crowds of politicians, big businesses, multi-millioners and other destroyers of Gaia who want to preserve the status quo and protect their old “wineskins”. There are also masses of human beings who don’t want to think about upheavals in their complacent existence. But the change that is approaching is on a cosmic scale and we are too small and insignificant to make any difference to its final outcome. In many voices that can be heard on this matter I found one rather more convincing than others- the voice of a woman-shaman Kiesha Crowther from America. Listen to what she has to say about 2012 , respond with love and be at peace. Trust and acceptance are the keys to happiness.

21. Change and Recycle Old Wineskins

“And no one pours new wine into old wineskins. If he does, the wine will burst the skins, and both the wine and the wineskins will be ruined. No, he pours new wine into new wineskins.” Mark. 2:22
I have gone through many changes in my long life. Some changes have been painful, others meant a temporary chaos, often forcing me to make decisions I’d rather avoid. But in the end I had to get rid of my favourite computer, of clothes I could no longer wear, of losing some dear friends and getting used to new arrivals. Life is energy and its very essence is continuous change into new forms. I discovered , often stressfully, that I cannot use my old cosy ways of life and try to squeeze into them the throbbing energy of a major change in my life. Self-satisfaction with what I had managed to achieve during the last change had to be sent into a recycling bin. There is no other way. All complacency kills initiative and without it change will still occur, but no longer wth my willing participation, which could and probably would make me feel like a helpless swimmer caught in the maelstrom. Change means fermentation and unless I can face that simple fact and boldly discard the “old wineskins”, they will burst and the new wine of new truths will end up in the sewer of missed opportunities. In that lovely metaphor Jesus was teaching us to accept the inevitable changes in life and discard old forms, which can no longer serve its original purpose. We live in a dynamic Universe. Galaxies, stars, planets and everything that has life, in one form or another, must die and be born again in another, better form. In scientific terms, change of energy means a change in its wavelength, its pulse and its music. I welcome changes in my life and keep an eye on the recycling bins in the backgarden  where, one day, I will have to take to them those forms that I no longer need and which have outlived their usefulness. Let’s be brave and accept the challenge of the appproaching wine harvest.

20. Adventures of a Gatekeeper

I am a Gatekeeper whose duties are simple, but often puzzling. In my apartment there is a “gate” into another dimension. I was made aware of its existence by a clairvoyant friend, who is herself a Gatekeeper. These “gates”,as she called them, are invisible openings in our three-dimensional reality where the slow vibrations of the material world are, as it were, speeded up to enable human beings in spirit to pass over into another world of higher frequencies. I think that scientists are already aware of those “gates”, but quantum physics, plasma and other abstruse subjects in that field are beyound my grasp. I know the location of that Gate and from time to time I can glimpse out of the corner of my right eye a fleeting shadow movement close to that place. As I understand it, most human spirits who pass through that Gate have no difficulty in finding it.  However, occasionally I am asked in a dream or telepathically to help such a lost human spirit to find the Gate and go into healing. Last night I had an unusual dream about the long-dead Emperor of Ethiopia, Haile Sellasie (died 27.8.1975). I was asked to help him and his 300 followers (his court) to find the Gate. When I asked how should I do it, I was shown seven hymns of the Coptic church and told to play the seventh one. I looked up youtube collection of Coptic hymns and the seventh one was about The Return of the Prodical Son – a well-fitting song for a lost soul. The singing lasts 8.16 min which is also a significant clue to me as three 888 play an important part on my path of discovery. And finally, you may wonder how that once world-famous Emperor has found me in my dream world. The answer is quite simple: a few weeks ago an Ethiopian woman-carer called Asnake appeared in my household to help me in looking after my terminally ill wife. Energy links work in a mysterious way.Another energy link could be his date of death in the sign of Virgo – I was born on the 24 August, but much earlier than 1975. Sapienti sat  – a word is enough to the wise.

19. A Vanished Friend

I have no idea what happens when you forward a chain letter to your virtual friends. Or if you don’t.  My greatgrandmother used to send them and that took her a day or two to transcribe them with a quill pen, buy envelopes, stamps and then post them to her 10 friends and relations.. With the arrival of the internet, chain letters became an avalanche. Normally, I simply ignore them. But there are rare exceptions and here is one of them. I have probably broken some rules of chain netiquette by ignoring the supporting evidence and homely aphorisms of the original, but I don’t think that it needs it. Trust and believe that by simply reading it you will attract to yourself positive energy so much needed in today’s world full of lies and negative energies. But be patient. Changes take time to blossom.
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine, but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
‘Tomorrow’ I say! ‘I will call on Jim
Just to show that I’m thinking of him.’
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away ,
‘Here’s a telegram sir,’ ‘Jim died today.’
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend…

18. Trust in the Times of Darkness

I was in my teens when I first discovered that there are invisible beings out there in beyond or very close by who are communicating with us, the human race dwelling on this strange planet, orbiting a small star in the Galaxy. Those beings are our Guides, Teachers, Guardian Angels -call them what you like – and they try to use channeling, automatic writing or telepathy to convey to our 3D-fixed brains what we should know. Most of us either don’t want to listen or ignore such wispy messages, when they intrude into our consciousness. I have been privileged to receive many messages through my own sister, clairvoyants and a close friend.who was channeling messages from those collectives of angelic beings known as Michaels, Gabriels, Raphaels and Uriels. Believe or not, but they have mastered the use of the internet and I was receiving my messages over a distance of many thousands miles on a chat site.  I have kept them in my computer and am re-reading them from time to time to remind myself of their words which are still, or even more, relevant, than they were some nine years ago. Here is one from the Michaels:

” Can you stand in the energy of the Michael when war is overhead? Will you be steadfast and committed even when you do not understand what is happening but must TRUST that things are the way they have to be?  Commitment means that you cannot change your mind. Your every word and gesture, your every thought, contains the energy of the balance.When you break commitment, you give strength to the others. It is a question of trusting that the hand guides, knowing that it does so always, even when there is nothing but darkness  in your vision. Trust is the commitment, the commitment is power and responsibility. There can be no turning back.”

 That was a typical example of the straight-talking Michaels, who never mince words and tell the Truth, even when our egos shrink at the sound. The darkness is already here, but it is worth to remember that it is only the absence of Light in our vision. The dawn is an everlasting promise and to trust in its return is what commitment means.   

17. January Thunderstorm Over London

Maybe I am old-fashioned, but I normally associate thunderstorms with lightning and heavy rain with hot summers. I was having an afternoon nap early this afternoon, when I was suddenly woken up by a deafening noise in the street . It sounded like a head-on meeting of two giant juggernauts, because it was followed by a rumble of something very heavy rolling over the road. A minute late I saw a bright flash over the roofs, followed by another crash of thunder, not as loud as the first one. A thunderstorm!? I exclaimed to myself. “In January!!” It was raining heavily, but 15 minutes later, the heavy, black clouds started rollinh away, a blue sky burst into view and then those wonderful colours of a setting sun, which I managed to snap with my digital camera. There was no mention of possible thunderstorms in this morrning’s weather forecasts, so it must have been a freak event. I found only a couple of short reports from weather observers in and around London, one of which said: 2 Huge Flashes in C London with 30-40mph Straight Line Winds.Impressive Little Storm about 15 minutes ago”. Impressive it was, but I am quietly wondering wwhether it could have has some hidden meaning, because it passed over my little block of flats and, in a sense, invaded my sleep. A forewarning?  A sideline view of a battle flaring up between two hosts of sylphs? Who knows…

16. Words That Heal – Words that Hurt

A thoughtful Christmas present from my family was a book that opened my understanding of the power of words. “The Hidden Messages in Water” by dr Masaru Emoto reveals the incredible effect that words, music and thoughts have on us, human beings, and the world in which we live. His photographs of water crystals forming under the impact of spoken word are stunning in their implications. It is not only the water we drink, bathe or swim in that can affect our wellbeing as much as that of the Earth. Human beings are 70% water. Just think about it. When I say “I love you” I am directly addressing  my watery body as well as that of the person to whom I am speaking those words. “Love thy neighbour as thou loves thyself ” is the very art of creating those beautiful hexagonal crystals in the water element, which is the very life  od our planet. Negative words such as hate, lie, war and many others deform or destroy the crystals. The same goes for the jarring sounds of  ”heavy metal” music or pictures of destruction, suffering and evil. Water reacts to what we see in the same way as  we feel when looking at beautiful views or at something ugly. In occult terms, water is a symbol of feelings, of the so called astral body which we share with all living beings. Orthodox science is still reluctatnt to acknowledge such revelations, partly because there are many details that need to be investigated and for that scientists need grants. Who can be farsighted enough to provide such badly needed funds?  Let’s hope that ignorance, greed and egoism will soon replaced by wisdom, generosity and altruism. Meanwhile, enjoy the thought that you, the near-watery being, can create that  beauty in yourself, in others and in your living space by using  positive words, thoughts, intentions and  feelings. Love, Peace and Light.