Six days from now, I will quietly leave my home in the
dark of night when it is very late. I am
not afraid because I know the path well.
It will be cold, though, so I will be wrapped up in a thick cloak. I will have the alabaster scabbard with me,
as always, with the tiny candle lit from the fires within. I will protect it like my life. No one will see me leave, and no one will
know where I am going because the night will have veiled the pole.
Like a sentry, I will stand watch and look toward the
east. And there at midnight I will see
the constellation Virgo as she rises high in the sky. The Virgin will be visible along with her
barnyard companions, the ox and the lamb (or the bull and the ram, if you
please). She brings the Promise with
her, and when she rises the Sun will remember, and He will stop in His tracks
and will start His move northward again.
With Him, He will bring the promise of renewed life. Each day He will climb higher until He
crosses the equator in a few months and all of Earth will rise again. But that is for the ex-pressed future. On this particular night, however, we are
concerned with the Virgin.
The secret is based upon the heavens. I told you it was right there in the open all
along. The ancient magi knew that the
heavens are reflected downward. Like the
great Seal of Solomon, they proclaimed, “As above, so below,” with Hermes
Trismegistus illuminating the way. Allow
me to explain, and once I do, you will see how simple it all is.
Deep within the mind of man lies his unconditioned
consciousness, and there we find the seat of the Watcher, as was explained in
the last article. The Dove, the Raven,
and the Judge make up the conditioned consciousness, the ego, what you identify
with, who you believe yourself to be.
The Watcher is the UNconditioned consciousness. He does not concern himself with the
trappings of mortality. He is not what
you believe yourself to be. He is what
you ARE.
In the realm of the Watcher, there is a fertile field,
and this field is virginal. It is within
every human being, and no one else
may enter this field. Caesar cannot touch
it, and oh, how he hates mankind for it.
This field contains all potential and all possibilities, and it desires
the plow.
Now as the Earth goes into its deep sleep, so too can
mankind go into a deep sleep or a state of meditation. Putting all things from my mind, I drift
further and further into myself, echoing “I AM” as I settle into a meditative
trance. Now all things are possible in a
vast field that cries out for fertilization.
Then when I see the golden rings, I reach into my heart’s
desire and pull out that which I have secretly loved and wanted. I take it and I plant it by IM-PRESSING it
upon the virginal field with my complete obsession and emotion. I impregnate the Virgin within with my own
thought, and the seed goes deep into the fertile field where it immediately
takes root. And I will say, “It is done.” And a secret life will begin to grow, virginal,
untouched by man.
Then I will awake and return to Caesar’s world, where I
will say nothing to anyone of my secret desire.
Caesar will sense that I am different now. He will know that I am more than I was. He will try to reach for me, to get me to
talk, to get me to explain, to coerce me into giving up my secret and exposing
the Virgin. All so that he might
immediately pounce upon her and fill my mind and spirit with doubt. So that he might introduce the Old Adversary,
of whom he is a friend. I will not give in
to Caesar, for he cannot touch the Virgin, not with a thousand spears. Oh, how he hates me.
And the seed will grow, and I will secretly nurture it
with loving thought and emotion and desire.
Soon it will become too big for the hidden field within. One day, that which was IM-PRESSED will
suddenly be EX-PRESSED, and the Virgin will give birth to her Holy Child. Thus, the desire will be born and made
manifest.
Now, my friends, you see the secret that has always been
in plain sight. Now you see how the
entire world teeters back and forth, dangling from a tiny thread, suspended from a “myth”
about which it knows nothing and has, in fact, completely misinterpreted. Millions and millions of people blinded. Alas.
Look to the eastern sky in the dark of the night six days
from now and remember. Then behave
accordingly. Do not be afraid, but do keep
silent—always. Within silence is great
power and protection and fecundity, and Caesar cannot touch that, not with all
of his generals and all of his troops. He lies
impotent before the Virgin.
