de res sanctus

Angel glowing gently in the dark.

2010-04-01T02:34:00.000+01:00

A little loving kindness please!

2010-03-21T04:36:00.000Z

Compassion

Empathy

Been there!

Felt like that!

Loving kindness is the only way out.

Purity

2010-03-19T00:56:00.001Z

GOD.com

2010-03-14T18:47:00.002Z

Every single evening
As I'm lying here in bed,
This tiny little Prayer
Keeps running through my head:

God bless all my family
Wherever they may be,
Whatever time or place they're from,
They're in the family tree.

Whether they are kith and kin,
Or far beyond the sea
Keep them warm and safe from harm
For they're so dear to me.

Er... God, there is another thing
I wish that you could do;
Please don't mind me asking,
Will you bless my 'Pooter too.

Now I know it's quite unusual
To Bless a motherboard,
If you'll listen just a second
I'll explain it to you, Lord.

You see, that little metal box
Holds more than odds and ends;
Inside those small compartments
Rest so many of my friends.

I know so much about them
By the kindness that they give,
And this little scrap of metal
Takes me in to where they live.

By faith is how I know them
Much the same as you.
We share in what life brings us
And from that our friendships grew.

Please take an extra minute
From your duties up above,
Bless those in my address book
That's filled with so much love.

Wherever else this prayer may reach
To each and every friend,
Bless each e-mail inbox
And each person who hits 'send'.

When you update the Heavenly Files
On your Great C D - ROM,
Bless everyone who says this prayer
Sent up to GOD.com

Straight is the gate!

2010-01-30T00:51:00.002Z

Straight is the Gate and narrow is the way!

From an original Photo by Mike of the Armoury

Pleasant Existence

2010-01-04T23:18:00.004Z

Crowbard's Truth

Let reason soundly sleep

unhitching all the senses,
Trust them no-more, they lie;
beyond them Truth condenses.

There was a Lordling once
who answered reason's folly
with kenning none deny...
"I am the truth" most holy.

I am, but what I am

I can nor tell nor show ye,
the beingness I am

shall yet ensure ye know me.

Truth cannot be told

nor mastered with a measure;

Creation is the truth!

And Being - all our pleasure

St. Juanita

2009-12-21T23:16:00.000Z

Juanita, Patron Saint of forgotten people.

Every woman should know

2009-12-09T03:44:00.000Z

The following is borrowed from "Sleeping with the Pastor" by Sarah Turner.

This is something all wives need to know:-
The number-one need of a man is honor. Ephesians 5:22, says, "Wives submit to your husbands as to the Lord," and the way a wife can serve her husband in this way is to honor him.
First, though, I want to clear up a popular misconception. Often people read Ephesians 5:22 and get the idea that it's saying men are superior to women.
That's not the case. The verse right before it says, "Submit to one another in the fear of the Lord." Submit to one another. So women are not spoken of as unequal or inferior to men. All of us are to serve each other, in the name of Christ.

			Another way to honor your husband is to confront him, when necessary, in love. But when you do, let God be the enforcer.

So submitting in this way "as to the Lord" is not to be put down, but to be given the key to your husband's heart. As a wife, the only way you'll ever relate to a son, a father, a brother, or a husband is to recognize his need for honor.
We live in a very dishonoring society. The culture around us is rude, disrespectful, and smart-alecky. It's all over television and the movies. In fact, the worst thing a wife can do is treat her husband like she sees husbands being treated on TV.
The question wives need to ask themselves is "How would I treat Jesus?" Literally, if you were married to Jesus, how would you treat him?
The most common answer to that question is "Well, if my husband acted anything remotely like Jesus I would treat him that way."
That's a good point, but men are sensitive in their egos. They are very aware of whether or not they are being respected or made to feel significant. Honor is oxygen in a man's world. He will gravitate to the place where he has the most honor.
In the same way, he will move away from the place where he does not receive honor, because it's painful for him.
How do you show honor to your husband? One way is to allow him to fail. I'm not talking about self-destruction, but simply about allowing your husband to get some things wrong without shaming him and nagging him.
A lot of people--women included--have a need to be right, which means they can't let an instance of wrongness pass by without correcting it. We're all human. Every husband is going to make some mistakes. But if you're in the habit of pointing out every single mistake your husband makes, the way you treat him is severely lacking in honor.
Let a few of his failures escape without comment. What's more important: being right or being happy?
Another way to honor your husband is to confront him, when necessary, in love. But when you do, let God be the enforcer.
As your husband's equal, you have the right to tell him anything you want to tell him. But it's not your job to brow-beat him and constantly make his life miserable until you get your way.
Say what you need to say, then let the Holy Spirit take over from there. Pray for him. Ask God to change his heart. But don't take it upon yourself to punish him.
Your job isn't to change your husband. Your job is to honor him.

Prayer is within us

2009-11-30T14:26:00.000Z

A Prayer in Time of War

Thou, whose deep ways are in the sea,
Whose footsteps are not known,
To-night a world that turned from Thee
Is waiting at Thy Throne.

The towering Babels that we raised
Where scoffing sophists brawl,
The little Antichrists we praised
The night is on them all.

The fool hath said . . . The fool hath said.
And we, who deemed him wise,
We who believed that Thou wast dead,
How should we seek Thine eyes?

How should we seek to Thee for power
Who scorned Thee yesterday?
How should we kneel, in this dread hour?
Lord, teach us how to pray!

Grant us the single heart, once more,
That mocks no sacred thing,
The Sword of Truth our fathers wore
When Thou wast Lord and King.

Let darkness unto darkness tell
Our deep unspoken prayer,
For, while our souls in darkness dwell,
We know that Thou art there.

Alfred Noyes

2009-11-22T23:10:00.000Z

by Rudyard Kipling

When Earth's last picture is painted
And the tubes are twisted and dried
When the oldest colors have faded
And the youngest critic has died
We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it
Lie down for an aeon or two
'Till the Master of all good workmen
Shall put us to work anew
And those that were good shall be happy
They'll sit in a golden chair
They'll splash at a ten league canvas
With brushes of comet's hair
They'll find real saints to draw from
Magdalene, Peter, and Paul
They'll work for an age at a sitting
And never be tired at all.
And only the Master shall praise us.
And only the Master shall blame.
And no one will work for the money.
No one will work for the fame.
But each for the joy of the working,
And each, in his separate star,
Will draw the thing as he sees it.
For the God of things as they are!

My Lord Spiritual Archbishop of Canterbury Dr Rowan Williams.

2009-11-13T23:27:00.005Z

I was singularly impressed and moved by Dr Williams sermon and found the words of Geoffrey Studdert-Kennedy particularly illuminating.

A sermon at a Service to mark the Passing of the World War One Generation

Wednesday 11 November 2009

A sermon given by the Archbishop of Canterbury in Westminster Abbey on Armistice Day 2009, following the deaths of the last remaining UK veterans of World War One. The service marked the passing not only of the veterans of that conflict, but also the whole generation whose lives spanned the twentieth century.

The Archbishop of Canterbury

Listen to the Archbishop's Sermon [11Mb]

The memorials in every town and village still bring it starkly home to each one of us. The First World War was a huge collective bereavement. The generation that lived through the War was a generation both literally depleted by mass slaughter and depleted or diminished in another way by the loss of so much confidence and aspiration. All around were the signs of absent contemporaries; and for many, the continuing trauma of having seen friends butchered hideously in huge numbers in front of their eyes. There were absent sons and daughters, parents, brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, lovers, colleagues, neighbours: a routine intensity of loss.

But beyond that, many believed that the greatest loss in the war was the conviction of human purpose and human meaning. The brilliant glow of the Edwardian autumn, about which so much has been written and imagined, gave way to the cruellest winter conceivable. Not for nothing is the best recent anthology of First War poetry entitled The Winter of the World. An automatic belief in national righteousness, governmental wisdom, the trustworthiness of official communication and popular media alike – all these were shaken apparently beyond repair. The generation that discovered this had to find their way forward into the twentieth century with maps and landmarks damaged almost unrecognisably.

What is extraordinary is that for so many of them some features of the map survived. It is not true, if you look at the rest of the century, that all conviction about the moral responsibilities of society were lost in the trenches along with the millions of young lives. The century that this generation lived through was a century of renewed awareness of poverty and injustice in Britain, of recklessly brave resistance to tyranny and bigotry in another war, of the struggle to build what we might now call a sustainable society in the wake of that war – through the Welfare State in Britain and through new patterns of political stability and co-operation in Europe. On the world stage, it was the generation that transformed Empire into Commonwealth. It is a story of some real heroism – the survivors of one massive military slaughter becoming, so often, the civilian heroes (and in some cases the victims) of other great struggles. What we are doing today is not just marking a chronological moment but acknowledging the achievement of a generation who managed to recreate at a deeper level some of that shattered idealism – to recreate it without the easy optimism and the bland confidence in progress.

For many of those who actually lived through the nightmares of the First War, the iron that entered their souls helped them face the century with a depth of vision and courage that still arrests us. To read Peter Parker's fine book on Harry Patch, The Last Veteran, is to see something of what the experience of the war created in one man; to see a kind of depth and human solidity shaped by the tragedy. Many of us will have memories of neighbours and family members who showed the same solidity. This does not justify, explain or excuse that tragedy, but it is simply part of the picture. The war shattered so many illusions for those who suffered in the trenches and further afield, as well as on the Home Front. But it also sorted out the wheat from the chaff, and built some powerful moral clarities. And some, at least, of those who tried to make sense of where God had been in all this realised that losing the safe, problem-solving God who protected nations and empires might itself be a gift, a moment of truth that brought the reality of God closer, recognised or not.

Geoffrey Studdert-Kennedy, the charismatic military chaplain universally known as 'Woodbine Willie', was one of those who tried to make sense of this. What he wrote can still shock and challenge in deep ways. One of his meditations on 'God and Prayer' begins by evoking a scene in the trenches: 'I wish that chap would chuck his praying. It turns me sick. I'd much rather he swore like the sergeant.' So is prayer useless? Is God truly absent and powerless? Studdert-Kennedy simply answers that prayer won't save us from suffering any more than it saved Christ from his cross. But it is the only thing that makes us able to fight against evil in the only way that will actually transform the situation as Christ did – by selfless compassion, with all the risk that carries.

In all his work, in his sermons, his meditations, his astonishing poems, so many of them cast in the voice of the ordinary soldier in the trenches, full of protest and apparent blasphemy, Studdert-Kennedy argues against the bland problem-solving God. His commitment is to the God who is discovered in the heart of your own endurance and pain – not a solution, not a Father Christmas or a fairy godmother, but simply the one who holds your deepest self and makes it possible for you to look out on the world without loathing and despair.

Shocking and stark as it was, the way Studdert-Kennedy talked and wrote was pretty well the only religious response that was at all credible to those who were living through the daily nightmare. And this may explain just a little how those who did come through were able to find some deep foundation for surviving the rest of the century with courage and a kind of faith. In the heart of the terror and butchery, they had found that they were still there – they were real to themselves and each other; and if there was any God, he was what helped them be real in that darkness. Maybe the simple fact of being real was what kept that generation faithful and more than faithful, creative and brave in a century of yet more darkness.

And perhaps what made the spreading effect of the war so lethal and corrosive, what helped the rising tide of scepticism and the sense of the absence of value and meaning throughout the century, was that the sort of question Studdert-Kennedy asked was rapidly forgotten. Too many religious people went back to a comfortable God. Too many people in general dusted off the clichés of the pre-war period – and too many simply reacted with anger and contempt against all of that. The sad standoff between despairing selfishness and superficiality on the one hand and inhuman new political philosophies on the other (communism and fascism) was fostered by a readiness to forget the hard lessons learned by those who'd been on the front line. In the darkest places, you discover you are real to yourself and one another. And if you're not called – mercifully – to such places, you will need disciplines of thinking and imagination to keep yourself real: to fight off easy answers, false gods, stifling systems. Prayer is one such discipline, essential and focal for people of faith; but there are others. We can still choose honesty or dishonesty. We can still choose what Chesterton called the 'easy speeches that comfort cruel men'; or we can choose to face how vulnerable we all are and how much we need to fight against our fear of one other if trust and hope and love are to prevail when all is done. The challenge is how we stay awake to how the world is – and to how it can yet be changed.

The last word goes to another survivor of the trenches, the painter and poet David Jones, who served with the Royal Welsh Fusiliers. In his great poetic evocation of the trenches, In Parenthesis, he describes the survivors of one action getting ready for the next push –

'But how intolerably bright the morning is where we who are alive and remain, walk lifted up, carried forward by an effective word'.

The generation that has passed walked forward with vision and bravery and held together the bonds of our society, our continent, our Commonwealth through a terrible century. May we learn the lessons they learned; and God save us from learning them in the way they had to.

The Devil's Dictionary

2009-11-11T23:20:00.004Z

From The Devil's Dictionary by Ambrose Bierce

CYNIC, n. A blackguard whose faulty vision sees things as they are, not as they ought to be.

FUTURE, n. That period of time in which our affairs prosper, our friends are true and our happiness is assured.

MAN, n. An animal so lost in rapturous contemplation of what he thinks he is as to overlook what he indubitably ought to be. His chief occupation is extermination of other animals and his own species, which, however, multiplies with such insistent rapidity as to infest the whole habitable earth and Canada.

RADICALISM, n. The conservatism of to-morrow injected into the affairs of to-day.

YESTERDAY, n. The infancy of youth, the youth of manhood, the entire past of age.

2008-03-29T01:02:00.003Z

Do not waste your time on Social Questions.
What is the matter with the poor is Poverty.
What is the matter with the Rich is Uselessness.

George Bernard Shaw.

Who shall put his finger on the work of justice and say “It is there”?
Justice is like the kingdom of God: it is not without us as a fact; it is within us as a great yearning.

George Eliot.

spiritual concepts

2008-03-24T16:18:00.004Z

"I had an Idea that a man might pass a very pleasant life in this manner: Let him on a certain day read a certain passage of full poesy or distilled prose, and let him wander with it, and muse upon it, and reflect from it, and dream upon it: until it becomes stale - But when will it do so? Never-
When a man has arrived at a certain ripeness of intellect any one grand and spiritual passage serves him as a starting-post towards all the 'two and thirty Palaces'. How happy is such a voyage of conception, what delicious, diligent indolence!"

John Keats

In respect of the above sentiments I shall be publishing passages of spiritual merit for meditation selected long since by Elbert Hubbard.

Private Letters 24*

2007-09-12T02:00:00.000+01:00

Hi Brunhilde,
Tel is the health and safety officer on board with Ragnor and is very strict in the enforcement of his responsibilities. He is new on board and noticed a book which Ragnor had lent to the electrician about seeing auras and asked to borrow it. It seems he has had several psychic episodes throughout his life but has always repressed and denied them. Something in the book obviously touched a sensitive spot and while he is apparently recognising that there is more to life than egg and chips he is still very frightened by what is starting to happen to him and while he doubts his own sanity it is very difficult for Ragnor to say 'Nay bother laddie it happens to me all the time' because if Tel maintains his denial posture he could in his health and safety role book Ragnor in for a visit to the psychologist which would show on his record and would probably prevent his skipper's ticket from being renewed.

Thanks for the power of your sendings, if you can continue for another few days it will probably see Ragnor through the 'at risk' window and may ease Tel into acceptance of his 'gift'.

Peace and Joy be with you all,
Karl.

Hello Brunhilde,Yes the passing years are like the Chancellor of the Exchequer, they seem to tax you a little bit harder each year. I could never get my head round the modern expression 'Less is More!' I think I understand it now, for while I can do and experience less and less each passing year, yet the intensity with which I enjoy each quiet moment of life gets more and more.I've just pruned the larger eucalyptus tree this Monday afternoon, the man who did it last year has been promising to come and do it for a couple of months. So that has saved £50 and given me great satisfaction to be able to say 'Sorry I'd given up on your ever coming to do it' if he does eventually turn up. I find their casual attitude towards keeping promises in their own time very inconsiderate and unprofessional. I've always enjoyed ladder work but I'm much more cautious about tying the ladders to a sturdy branch before I begin work now. It was such a pleasure to be out in the fresh air and sunlight, and the eucalyptus is so pungent and healing, I felt as though I was cupped protectively in its branches while I prepared it for its winter rest.Ragnor has said he will be visiting shortly, but I know he is busy refitting winches on his own salvage vessel. He had a delivery of anchor chain last week so he has to cut that to size and there will be a lot left over which needs cutting into 25 metre sections for storage. He bid on a 10 ton job lot but they delivered 28 tons so I suppose they had just looked at the heap of links and guessed.I think Tel is the only health and safety officer in the company and he visits all their ships and properties from time to time so he is unlikely to see Ragnor again as Ragnor also tends to be sent to different vessels depending on the particular salvage or survey job they are doing. Certainly Tel has to behave conservatively while on duty because of the serious responsibilities of his job. He would lose his job instantly if the owners had any doubts about his state of mind. But more importantly I get the impression that Tel has been brought up in an environment where even normal human emotions are taboo and anything 'otherworldly' is downright scary.Bonfire night is fun but the constant roar of overlapping detonations is getting harder to cope with. We've had firework parties and displays all around us since Divali started and three nights of serious pyrotechnics on Fri,Sat,Sun as well as a few tonight. It should taper off soon I hope. A shillings worth of penny and ha'penny squibs would give us weeks of anticipation and a night to talk about for a month after. I can't bear to think how many hundreds of thousands of pounds worth have gone up in smoke this past week! It's nice to know folk aren't as hard up as they were though. Our Moggies get quite concerned by the persistence of the noise as well as the exceptionally loud ones but they are more settled tonight. I'm pleased Axelia looks a bit brighter, do tell her to e-mail me if she has any specific questions and I will try to clarify things.Deep inner peace and joy be with you,Karl.
Good afternoon Karl, how did Judah's birthday go. and did she enjoy your cake? I see, there was such a strong feeling of "back off" and solidness in Tel that is what I meant why doesn't he want to be there. feels a lot better now. not so solid...need lots of smiles and warmth. just his barriers towards his gift and Ragnor and his abilities. you are right about fear Karl. Any news from Ragnor on how it is going?
We have spent two days d.i.y in the house, definitely feeling my age Karl, forgot how much time and energy it takes..phew!..got a long way to go but it definitely feels more like home. Nils built the wall back in between the living room and dining room (last owner opened it up and put an archway in)..now have separate livingroom and kitchen/dining room space. the house has taken on a more mellow feel. really think it likes being put back the way it was. I am not into open plan living. every one need their little bit of space I believe. I spent days finishing off sanding the banister and spindles with electric sander. you could say we have a bit of a mess here in Sacrestone Karl. very productive though.
Hoping this finds you on the up Karl...sunniest warmest of blessings Brunhilde.x
Hello Brunhilde,
Judah had a lovely birthday thanks, our daughters and their spouses took her out for a meal on Saturday evening, The youngest couple stayed with us overnight and the other pair came round about 10:30 to cook us all a 'Birthday Brunch'. Judah was spoilt for choice with three birthday cakes, Judah's Mum provided one of her famous lemon drizzle cakes and the youngsters bought her a chocolate 'Smartie' cake so with my cherry-coconut offering there was no shortage of fodder. I wrapped up the remaining home made cookies individually and got rid of them all for trick or treat prezzies. Thanks for your support, Ragnor should be boarding his flight back home to Scotland any time now and Tel is also leaving the ship today. I think Tel could still do with support until he learns to accept his inner self, but it is unlikely that we will come across his path again - but life is full of 'coincidences' that are just meant to happen.
I am full of admiration for your domestic vigour and Nils must be quite skilled at DIY to take on such serious projects. It is so good when you finally make your 'new house' into your real home and it fits your lifestyle like a cozy glove. It's a great feeling looking at a result you're proud of and thinking 'We did that'!
It will take me a day or two to recover from the rapid fire repartee over the weekend ( and the dental filling on Monday) but I am not too bad at all presently thank you.
Loving blessings on you and yours and throughout your homely home.
Karl.

Good afternoon Karl, what a wonderful selection of birthday cakes. It sounds like a good time was had by all. I love birthday cake but not the birthday as I always have hated fuss. and as the years roll over I definitely like them low profile ha! ha!As for d.i.y we haven't the vigour that we used to have Karl. A case of the spirit is willing but the bodies not so and even then the spirit would love to do other things. I think we burnt ourselves out with the last house we altered Karl, but we priced up certain jobs and the quotes were silly scary prices so if we can do it we will, out of necessity.Will Ragnor be visiting you Karl? Do you think it is as well they are apart for now until Tel accepts his gift Karl, I remember you calling people conservatives. this could be the case with Tel?How did you find bonfire night, it was a bit noisy here and we are not a fan so we stayed in and consoled our little dog. he was petrified of it all. Axelia visited and definitely is looking a bit brighter and is fascinated with your gift Karl...hope this finds you feeling sunny and rested. warmest of wishes Brunhilde

Good morning Karl, hoping this finds you bright and sunny. Isn’t it amazing what workmen charge..£50 to prune a tree?? you must have had great joy in doing it yourself, but isn't pruning hard work, especially the size they can grow? but a very satisfying task I find, I miss my plants and garden, we have a yard that hopefully one day will be decked with plants. like a little wilderness I always find plants so uplifting, like a little haven. The house and d.i.y has come to a standstill. time seems to go by so quickly Karl.

Axelia had a bad day unfortunately, as she has come off the steroids there has been a backward slide. which is sad to see but we are plodding on. Bodecia's leg seized up yesterday, seems after a visit from the doctor that it is coming from the neck so he has prescribed quinine I think this is to relax the muscles. not sure!! but she is bright and cheery this morning and looking forward to a day out tomorrow in her chariot, may have to get a cover or blanket as the weather is a lot chillier now, something to cover her knees. Have you much planned for the weekend Karl? just wanted to say hello and see you were okay...warmest of wishes, Brunhilde

Hello Brunhilde
I think most trades-people will charge about £15 just to come out and look at a job, At least Allan did the tree and took away all the brash last year. And the council charge trades for dumping waste now.
But it was a pleasure doing it myself, I took about 8 feet of new growth from all over the entire crown and I now have a couple of cubic metres of clippings to dispose of. I remember why small boys climb trees now, it is really exhilarating being in a high place and being close to a tree is always special. I sorted out the big leylandii on Thursday so I shall try to get a quiet weekend to recover from the unfamiliar exertion. I think DIY goes best if you do it one task at a time and give yourself a break in between. As you say, time goes quickly enough without filling it up with jobs that can wait a bit. Give my blessings and good wishes to Axelia, I do so want her to be able to grab life and fill it with everything she loves to do.
Tell Boudicca not to kick the Romans so hard until her leg is recovered, and to make sure the blades on her chariot wheels are nice and sharp. Best to cover her knees anyway, you don't want to get all the young swains too exited!
Hugs and blessings,
Karl
Good afternoon Karl. just checking in to see how you are doing? Don't know what the weather is like with you's but freezing and windy here in Sacrestone..Yuk!..and yes we still have our colds. think these germs like us!! Axelia at hospital for more tests in the morning, certainly getting their moneys worth these consultants!! How's it going with your tests? Bodecia doing okay. she came off the quinine tablets as she felt rather yuk so she is drinking a glass of tonic water a day as it has small bits of quinine in it(but told her DEFINATELY NO gin ha! ha!) just wanted to say hello and have a good weekend...
Warmest of wishes from Brunhilde in a very chilly Sacrestone..

Hello Brunhilde,
Lovely to get your bright and cheery e-mail thank you. It's weather and a half here too, Half freezing, half raining and it ain't half windy too. I couldn't sleep last night, dropped off about 9.45 this morning, postman delivered a parcel about 10.15, dropped off again and Ragnor rang about 11 o'clock for a few minutes but he's in the North Sea near Holland and his weather was so bad the phone connection broke down. So unless my eyes decide to close this afternoon I expect I shall sleep well tonight.
I think my tests are over and hopefully with no untoward findings, they've made me an appointment for 13th Dec to tell me my biopsy results. They can't be very worrying or they would have seen me sooner.(MAYBE?)
Give Axelia my best wishes and encouragement. The Sun is for power and light, warmth and life. The Sky-clad Lady is the creator, the weaver and shaper, the giver of love, experience, hope, everything needful. The Sanctuary door-knocker is about accepting all these givens for it also gives (blessing and protection to those who choose to accept it) and its real meaning is about making positive choices and moving forward joyfully and confidently to the next significant choice.
I didn't realise you were such a meany, all that tonic and no gin! Poor Boudicca! - I'm sure the gin kills more bugs than the tonic will but I suppose she'd lose her chariot license if she drank gin all the time!
Bless you all, keep on keeping on and smile in your heart whatever happens - it's all for a purpose, promise.
Karl.

Good morning Karl. the sun is out here in Sacrestone and the wind chill isn't so chilly thankfully. and hoping this finds you as bright as the sunshine. It is good they aren't in a hurry for the biopsy results. but such a drain waiting isn't it. and just before Christmas too. you must be finding hospitals and appointments as yuk as we do this end. but a necessity I know. We are still awaiting an appointment for Axelia. bet its just before Christmas too!!
Our Marcos’ wife Karina had a caesarian yesterday, they decided to bring the birth forward and his little son was born yesterday afternoon. the spitting double of his dad..bless.he didn't need the special care unit as had been thought and was breathing on his own and oxygen levels ok at the moment. He will still need surgery for the hole in his heart, and we await news as to when as if in straight away or in a few weeks. The little mite certainly has fight and determination to be here Karl. isn’t it so amazing something so small has such strength. the human spirit is awesome Karl. And as for Bodecia..she would love the gin. but is banned for her own good (not that she sees it that way)..legs are wobbly enough to start with can you imagine if she had a few drinks..blimey! mind you if in her chariot she would be safe. but the people around her wouldn't be. she would wizz around merrily barking orders ha! ha! warmest of merry nearly Christmas wishes Karl (I love saying that.) I will now drive people nuts with my Yule tide blessings as I do every year ha! ha!

Merry Wednesday Wishes to you too,
Such good news for Marcos and Karina and MkII. (Or in view of his speedy arrival perhaps that should be Mach2.) I send heartiest blessings and greetings to the newborn and his parents and will prepare a ritual call on the 6 arch-angel guardians during his operation as and when you keep me informed. He's got a flying start with you as Auntie radiating your goodness and blessings everywhere.
All blessings to you and yours.
Merry Yule-coming
Karl

Good morning Karl, and many thanks for the blessings. Little Isajon is holding his own bless him, I have attached a photo for you. Isn’t it amazing how something so small has so much inner strength. The doctors will need to operate on the hole in his heart possibly at 6 months. Marcos and Karina are coping well bless them. but he will be home soon and that they are wary of, in the hospital they know help is at hand if anything were to go untoward.
Axelia has got three appointments before Christmas, they are going to do that thing were she swallows the little camera on the 13th of December, but the way her system moves fast(putting it politely) there is doubt it will be able to pick up images but they still want to go ahead to see if it shows up the inflammation and what it is. It should pass through (putting it politely again!) but if not they have to operate to retrieve it. have you heard of this camera thing being done Karl? How are you? and did you have a nice weekend?
Thankyou again for the blessings. it is like that old saying "strength in unity"...take care & warmest of wishes from a sunny but chilly Sacrestone.x

Hello Dear Brunhilde,
Thank you for the lovely picture of little Isajon. I get a very positive feeling about him, that he has come for a purpose and won't be put off till he's done what he came for. I don't do natal charts any more but my first feelings were always pretty reliable - the readings always confirmed my impressions.
Our girls were premature and tiny and I remember the anxious nights of care we passed when they first came home, sleeping lightly and waking up the instant there was a change in their breathing. A complete waste of time but that is what parenting is about, needless worry to cover all the 'what ifs?' that don't usually happen anyway.

I've heard of the 'capsule-camera' but I've never come across anyone whose swallowed one before. I'll be thinking of Axelia and sending support as always.

Judah and I both had a rough weekend, Judah had a bug that gave her a migraine and tummy upset and I had it yesterday and the headache is lessening but lingering for both of us. I've been quite busy lately and am very weary, but I have managed to do a little bit of photography today - the light is wonderful but the temperature ain't!

Loving blessings to you all, especially to yourself - so busy blessing and caring for everyone else.
All shall be well,
Karl.

Private letters *23

2007-08-30T01:42:00.000+01:00

Hello Brunhilde,
I think once you realize that the spiritual life is one journey through many physical incarnations then you will find all kinds of signals that give you clues as to which individuals you have experienced. The clues tend to be a bit like 'deja vu' where you recognise a place or a picture, or maybe a passage in a book or a particular scent or piece of music. Even mundane tasks can remind you of a previous life in which you performed the same task perhaps with drudging repetition or perhaps to a very high level of skill or perhaps with a significant result. Mostly it seems the moments when we have been most creative or successful or beneficial in some way, the special sacred moments of a lifetime are the ones we seem to bring forward in time with us. Which probably accounts for why so many people who recall previous lives seem to recall being a significant person. I'm sure ordinary lives of quiet service are very important and help us develop enduring wisdom but the lives of social leaders and innovators are more memorable if no more important. Often I don't pick up on the clues initially but perhaps in meditation later the old memory is stirred by a recent similar event. Also, as in the case of the master-armourer, a past life will be revealed in a dream and a deep part of you will recognise that some dreams are actual memories from previous times. I have the impression that I have only skimmed the surface of my previous lives in this one. And that is as it should be for this life is the one to experience fully now and between lives we can ruminate upon and analyse all the total of our lives.
I wish you Joy and Delight and a fuller understanding as you allow yourself to reach out from your present centre and dip into the good bits of previous ones.
Every now and again you will come across a person who is a brand new soul with no previous Earth experience, you will recognise them by a certain quality of innocence and freshness. Be especially considerate of such folk, by shielding them from some of the world's worst experiences you will help establish their 'career' and give them a chance to grow up whole and unwarped and able to bring special blessings back each time they reincarnate.
Love and Peace,
Karl

Good afternoon Karl, and hoping this finds you more rested and feeling a lot brighter of the body and spirit. Are your results back yet or is a longer wait for the results expected? Isn't it frustrating the time delay after the tests. I hate that like with Axelia...sometimes my patience wears thin. and I wonder do they just guess!! Axelia was back in hospital on Saturday..7 hours of tests. She is now back at work bless her she just wishes they could sort it all out but Karl this is the first lot of antibiotics she has had. so fingers crossed it may help. you like us must be tiring of tests and hospitals. there are better places to visit Karl. hopefully they get your body sorted soon too.

I am fascinated with your insight through out your life(I say that as we are talking about you as entirety.. of all the lives as in we have lived for many many years. too many to think about really. as we couldn’t grasp the time easily) so we have lived for eons of time and have had body after body and it is so easy to think of it in body terms as if they were separate life times. but it is just us everending in different bodies and different roles we have took on. I guess the first block comes from thinking in body terms rather than spiritual. we think as a body so we couldn't have lived before scenario. You have such an ease in looking at your time track and who you have been. unfortunately I still have my blocks!! So have you found you can look at your lives with ease naturally or do you have to meditate or something? I have the feeling it comes easily to you...warmest wishes Brunhilde
Good afternoon Karl. well it is Friday. this week has flown over in a blink! Axelia is back at hospital tonight for check up so see what the consultant says. She has dumped the boyfriend as amongst all this he flew off on holiday Sunday morning. so wasn't there for her at all. it turns out he is quite a liar and weak. so has probably been draining her energies. well actually there is no probably. I would say definitely he has!. she has had many tears this week but looked a lot brighter and stronger last night. She is still thinking of taking on a rented flat and says why should I lose all my goals and dreams just because he wasn't the one. my only concern is her heart and her health but luckily it is only a few minutes drive away. you watch. the landlord will probably ring and say it is ready now!!! but if she does then she is ready for her growth and she will learn by the independance, she really is a lovely young woman Karl..and I would say that even if she wasn’t my daughter ha! ha!

I love the way you explain things Karl, with such clarity and wisdom. I guess growth does not come over night. and I will have to learn patience. hoping this finds you feeling stronger and smilier have a great weekend. warmest wishes Hild

Bless you Brunhilde,
Your messages always make me smilier. It looks like personal development time all round! It always hurts to break up with a partner, even if they are pretty useless. When you have invested so much of your love, energy and life into a partner who proves unsupportive in times of need you get the multiple pains of loss, regret, resentment, doubt, and absence of the comforting familiar presence just when you need it most. But Axelia has made a good sensible decision and it is very hard to be logical when the emotions are involved. She will certainly know what to look for in her future chosen life partner. But it is so hard to trust anyone again after such a betrayal and trust is something you must be able to give, without it nobody can be comfortable in a meaningful partnership. I know you will keep a loving eye on her while trying to support her independence ( if that isn't a two-way contradiction of terms). Try keeping your third-eye open for her, trust your intuition and talk openly with her about any concerns it may suggest. You are opening up to your inner gifts, this is perhaps the moment to exercise them?
Blessings of Power be with you all,
Karl.

Good afternoon Karl. well Axelia has taken the flat. and after lots of tears she is looking and sounding a lot brighter than she was.. I am feeling more relieved than I was last week...phew! The flat has wonderful views of the countryside and there are field just out the back of it. if my brain cells remember I will take my camera and send you a photo. it will help her inner peace I am sure. it will just take time Karl. There is a fine line between looking out for her and dampening her enthusiasm. and her own goals. I am learning fast...How have things been with you Karl. I have noticed that you have been quiet. did you get the results back from the hospital. and if so were they okay? I noticed that you said they thought it was possibly chrones, does that mean you have the same awful pains as Axelia? Whatever it is I hope they make great inroads to solving it for you Karl warmest wishes Brunhilde

Hello Brunhilde,
I am pleased for you that you have coped so well through the crisis and I share your sense of relief. I'm sure the pleasant scenery will be beneficial for Axelia and help her to heal and progress..... especially with your subtle support and overshadowing eye.

I'm not suffering too much with the in'ards thank you. As usual I'm having more problems from the medics than from my condition. I'm being given the run around trying to get my biopsy results, but my latest chat from the consultant was quite reassuring......... just not definite. I've also had to see the DHSS doctor to assess that I am unwell enough to continue to receive the pitiful benefit our government so grudgingly pay back from a lifetime's contributions. It was a fairly harassing hour long interview, but I felt I managed to slowly gain his respect and concern. He suggested towards the end of the session that perhaps I should be thinking about the possible onset of dementia and see if my GP might arrange for a specific MRI scan to see if there were any amyloidal platelets forming in my brain. The problem is I can see how he might well have a point. It is a possibility which I find exceedingly daunting... a pathway which I do not wish to travel. By way of apology for my quietness I am extremely tired and increasingly short on energy as a result of the combined effects of anaemia and ME. I hope to pick up a bit now a more settled routine is expected. Thank you for your kind thoughts.
Be Well, Be Blessed,
Karl.
Hello Karl, and I apologise for the delay. if I say life. you will understand!! Officialdom makes me mad Karl, these people that assess are so over paid to assess people in need that would truly love to have their life in such a way with no pain and do do what they wanted to do when they wanted. and as you say it is a pitiful amount that is paid. the people that are paid to assess get far more. I am just pleased that the person that came to see you was at least humane. as a lot aren't.
Why would the chap think you have the onset of dementia?. you have the sharpest brain and so aware Carl. someone with your awareness could not possibly be on the road to dementia. and how come you are agreeing with him and seeing he has a point?? I believe you are tired Karl of all the tests and the ME and being anaemic. so draining. but please do not give in to these silly overpaid oafs of officialdom and their pompousness views. and I find as in with Axelia the most draining part is the ongoing relentless tests that the doctors perform. with no end result. no definite answer. I see her get so drained and weary as she just as she says "wants her life back” and so far. still looking for the answer. love and respect to you and our Axelia for the courage and determination you show on your journey to be well and whole again. and may these medics find the answer for you both very soon...
warmest of wishes as always Brunhilde

Dear wise Brunhilde,
Thank you so much for your righteous indignation on my behalf. Life is indeed a small word to encompass such dire and joyous complexities and everything in between, but to we who have lived a bit 'life' is the complete justification for everything.
I've had a bit of a cold this past week and being bunged up and snuffly has disturbed my sleep and tiredness is my main problem. I did manage to get out today and buy Judah a new rotary clothes line but I am so unfit, by the time I had driven in the ground spike I was perspiring profusely. The trouble with getting tools out of the garage is that I see all the unfinished projects I have started and want to complete soon and I have to admit it will be spring before I stand a chance of sorting it all out. When I get over all the medical attention I intend to do a couple of 15 minute work sessions a day just to keep my hand in.
My brain still works fine, just much slower than before and occasionally bits of it stop working altogether for a few minutes. As when 50 yards from my front door I suddenly cease to recognise where I am, it's as if I had never seen this spot before. It does nor bother me because I know I can't be far from home and in a minute or two my mind will clear and I will know my whereabouts again.
Brother Misha and Anika, his wife, were going to Virginia for a fortnight from 6th October but Misha collapsed at the airport and spent four days in Hollingdon Hospital and they have just got home tonight and e-mailed me. I do wish he'd ease up a bit, but I think that's a waste of a wish knowing Misha.

Did Axelia ever get to the Cathedral North door? It has popped into my head 2 or 3 times that she ought to make the short pilgrimage, there is a feeling I have that Carileph has a blessing for her there.
Deepest respects and richest blessings,
Karl

Hi Brunhilde,
Just a line to let you know I'm starting to recover from my cold and getting moving about a bit better - I hope it lasts!
I know life has been demanding for you lately so I regularly send out blessings to you and your family in an attempt to offer such spiritual support as I am able.
Trust in your own inner wisdom and rely on the power of your courage to find the way forward.
Peace be with you,
Karl.

Good morning Karl, so pleased to hear you are feeling much better and brighter. me I have succumbed to a cold. drat!! think it is more the ups and downs of life more that the soggy weather though Karl. How is your brother Misha, you say he had collapsed? is he okay now? Mum doing fine, she is a lot brighter for going to the day out place, day centre I think it is called, she loves it as it is her own little bit of independence. Axelia is still up and down but enjoying her flat, it really is lovely with it being all re vamped. I just wish this house looked as good Karl, I was hoping to have it done for Christmas but time is flying by!!
Axelia, with having the poops (to put it politely) and having the pain hasn't been getting far and out and about for ages, so hasn't been to the cathedral Karl, I wish there was another way she could get the blessing. You say you have been having lapses where you forget where you are for a short time, have the doctors any idea what has caused this? I thought this was a woman thing Karl. I and a lot of women have that. usually I find there is not enough attention on the present time. in other words too much going on in the brain cells at once. the other thing us women have is where we wish we weren't there...ha! ha!
Thankyou for your blessings and support Karl. I think my inner wisdom has waned a bit or perhaps the word is drained...foggy heads are not a good scenario. but it will pass. have a great weekend Karl....warmest wishes Brunhilde
Hi Brunhilde,
Keep warm and keep yourself as comfortable as possible with lots of hot sipping drinks with honey and lemon juice. I used to shake off a cold in three days, it is nearly three weeks with this one and I'm not completely rid of it yet.
Brother Misha has had a dicky-ticker for several years now but it is well controlled by medication except at times of stress. He damaged his leg in his early twenties and it didn't heal straight. While he would never admit to it being a bother it has always caused him pain when standing still for more than a few minutes, so the three hour crawl through the check in at the airport finally got to him. Four days in hospital got his heart back into a steady normal rhythm, but it seems to have taken its toll on his confidence. He's said absolutely nothing to me about the entire incident. (We usually make bets about which of us gets to the other's funeral when either of us is a bit dodgier than usual but he didn't raise the stakes this time so I guess he thinks he might be the loser - he only ever bets on certainties.)
I'm pleased for Boadicea ( sorry, that's the way I think of your Mum) It is so heartening when life starts to open up and offer new interests and opportunities. Tell her 'Yo Momma!' from me ( I believe that is the current buzz word for 'What Ho old thing').
Axelia obviously needs her own space and I am pleased she has succeeded in finding a pleasant environment. ( Quite an achievement really!)
I'm an expert on dodgy bowels, mostly they just need careful regular consideration, diet and management.
Finding what suits and what upsets is fairly straight forward given time and disciplined application.

I think I might be able to put something together that might bring the sanctuary door to Axelia. I had it in mind for a while but my condition has prevented me for a while. I'll try working on it this weekend.

I think you are right about over-tiring the little grey cells, but it gets harder to switch off - life gets more interesting as you get less able to respond to it.

Warm and cozy blessings,
Karl

Hi Brunhilde,
Just a line to let you know I'm starting to recover from my cold and getting moving about a bit better - I hope it lasts!
I know life has been demanding for you lately so I regularly send out blessings to you and your family in an attempt to offer such spiritual support as I am able.
Trust in your own inner wisdom and rely on the power of your courage to find the way forward.
Peace be with you,
Karl.

Hi Brunhilde
I've completed the construction of a flat-warming present for Axelia, it is superficially like a martingale of horse-brasses so she can display it or put it in the bottom of a drawer as she wishes. Hopefully I shall be able to consecrate it tonight and post it on Monday.
The top piece is a small Tudor rose of considerable antiquity, it is the emblem of Leicester my home town and is also an emblem of the Goddess. The next piece is a solar symbol radiating all the blessings of light and warmth, energy and vitality. Then comes a representation of the Goddess as a woman full of life, grace and beauty; delighting in following the spiritual and physical paths completely and uninhibitedly. Finally a tribute to the knocker on the sanctuary door of Durham cathedral. I have set a large lilac zircon behind this to give a gleam to the eyes and enabling it to convey the blessing of Bishop Caryleph who I believe commissioned the original design which recognises the natural pagan beliefs which the church was supplanting at that time.
The following words I put together with love in the hope that they might provide Axelia with some clues for her to consider concerning her choices of inner direction.
Bless you all,
Karl.

for Axelia

Blessed be by Sun and Moon this very hour,
Healed and upheld by the Lady’s power.
Comfort, Peace and Wisdom come to you,
Accept and understand the Bishop’s clue.

Jack-in-the-Green is this knocker’s name
Which offers sanctuary from life’s bitter game.
Gently turn aside from grief and strife
And follow Nature’s pathway into life.

All that occurs is Mother-nature’s plan
We truly must learn from her all we can.
She gives her children tough and tender care
Each in due measure our apportioned share.

No matter where you are nor what you do
The sacred Mother’s love is always true.
Her mystic purpose is our spirits’ growth
And all her power is vested in this truth.

Have done with worry, cares and grief,
Open your inner eye to find relief.
The very power that forged your sacred soul
Has your eternal blessing as its goal.

All shall be well…………….. Exceeding well.

Hi Brunhilde,

Blessed be,

Rich peace of the growing Earth is yours,
High peace of the blowing air is yours,
Bright peace of the glowing fire is yours,
Clear peace of the flowing water's yours,
Inner peace of the knowing soul is yours,
Utter peace of the going home is yours.

"My peace I give unto you."
Shanti, shanti, Om-shanti.
Karl

Good afternoon Karl, from a not so sniffly Brunhilde. I am feeling brighter today, don't know whether it is my brightness that made the cold bits shift or the cold bits shifting made me feel brighter.but so so relieved.How are you. must admit you are emanating more brightness Karl.

Thankyou for the blessings. I have now printed them off. I wanted to ask if you had done a blessing for Axelia as there is definitely a change, she is brighter and stronger in herself Karl, although what ails is still there the change is obvious even Nils has noticed these past days with her. and she appears more solid. you will know what I mean!

The flat warming gift is so special, thankyou Karl.x I feel like it will strengthen her more and protect her in & with strength. I know what I mean. just not putting this down right Karl!! I just wish I could do a blessing back Karl, if in any way that thought and feelings count. then I am with you..

Sacrestone at one time belonged to the church, its old name is sacristant, the word sacristant has some religious meaning. not sure what though Karl.

Warmest of sunniest feelings from a heart warmed Brunhilde...thankyou Karl. x

Hello Brunhilde,
Thank you for sharing my cold, I'm glad yours has cleared up too!
I've just been down to the Post Office and posted Axelia's prezzy in time for the 2pm collection so it should turn up tomorrow or Thursday at latest.
I must admit I think it looks quite well to my biased eyes, even the leather work has a subtle embossed floral motif in keeping with its spiritual purpose and the synthetic binding back-strap serves as a reminder of mankind's ability to adapt and create useful and strong materials and co-create alongside nature.

I am pleased Axelia is gaining strength and feels brighter, I have been deeply concerned on her behalf and will continue to send blessings as and when I am able.

I think you express your deepest feelings very powerfully although no words will ever quite match the reality. Thank you for the good wishes and of course thoughts and feelings count - they are the strongest energies we humans produce. I think I mentioned the four steps to performing spiritual operations - to know, to will, to dare and to remain silent, you certainly have the will and the courage to send me a blessing. Trust me in this, I know you send me blessings because your messages are so uplifting, now you know too! - your very intention to bless me sends me a blessing - this is how our spirits work.
As you come to understand this truth more deeply you will be able to deliberately make sendings when and where you will.
A sacristant is a servant of the church, their duties vary from place to place but usually include the kinds of duties a warden or sexton would perform, preparing and maintaining the church for services. Unlocking, lighting lamps and candles, mending and cleaning vestments and altar furniture, acting as guides and ushers and all the mundane duties without which the spiritual work of the church would be less effective and the church itself less attractive.
The name Sacriston would suggest a town of caring loving people who gladly serve the church's everyday needs.

Thank you,
Karl
Good afternoon Karl, your gift has arrived. and we have a very delighted Axelia and she has read your e-mail and blessing and understands the joy she feels is not only the gift and the time you put in to design and make it but mostly the feeling behind it. her smile lit up the room Karl. what a wonderful way to start the day. it made my heart sing. truly did Karl..thankyou.x She will be calling back here tonight to pick it up and take it with her. I understand now about blessings and feelings. and I send as always the sunniest ones to you. filled with warmth and strength...and I am even happy to share your cold ha! ha! I thought it was on the way out but I got soaked to the skin yesterday. one day I may grow to like umbrellas!!!!but happy to say the sun is shining brightly as I write this...
warmest heartfelt wishes from a happy Brunhilde here in Sacer-stone.

Hi Karl, just had to say your feeling on my mum is spot on....Bodecia fits her perfectly...that is her through and through. I will smile each time I see her from now on Brunhilde

If she asks, tell her I have always admired Boudicca tremendously, I really feel she is the archetype of British womanhood.
K.

Dear Brunhilde,
Thank you for your blessing and sunny feelings, you really are a shining light upon my path. I'm glad my little present was well received and seems to be having the required effect, my heart tells me Axelia is finding her true self and her right path, also that she has a significant contribution to make to the world, perhaps in the spiritual realm.

The final stages of making Axelia's talisman were 'baptism' with water from the sacred well at Glastonbury and anointing with frankincense. Both powerful cleansing and vitalising ceremonies which should focus the built in energies of the item to continually support and protect Axelia as well as provide her with a link to the sanctuary door whence the blessing of Bishop Caryleph reaches out to her.

If you feel able, it would support my work if you could spend a few moments thinking of Ragnor in Norwegian waters at present and a shipmate of his called Tel. If you could send them one of your joyous, glowing blessings because Tel is in psychic crisis at the moment and if he makes adverse choices now it could disrupt Ragnor's spiritual path. Ragnor is tough enough to weather any storm but I fear Tel is very fragile and vulnerable at present. Just face North-Eastish, raise your arms (rather like the Lady on Axelia's talisman) and give them a dazzling smile and good wishes. Do not do this if you have any reservations about it, but if it seems good to you then give it a try please.

All blessings and healing,
Karl.
Good evening Karl, just had to let you know Axelia is still so delighted, wish I could convey into words the change in her Karl,it is subtle but strong. like a light inside her has come back on. and I know you will know what I mean! and like you I believe she has a huge contribution to make to the world. what is that saying Karl "watch this space" ha! ha! and it is strange Karl, but I have felt different too since your gift arrived, I do believe that the blessing from Bishop Caryleph will reach her when she reaches too, like a flow. two way. no matter where she is. thanks to your help Karl..thankyou.x
I have done as you asked, and will continue to do so Karl, what a wonderful feeling of matter,energy,space and time. of growing and reaching out. and love and knowing, and why does Tel not want to be there? just wanted to say hello. and have a lovely weekend Karl. thinking of you with a smiley heart...Brunhilde and the crew.x

Bless you all Brunhilde,
Judah's birthday tomorrow......expect the kids will be visiting.......I've made Judah a cake......scurrying about like a March hare....need a rest now.
More later,
Love and Peace,
Karl. 23*

Private letters 22

2007-08-09T03:23:00.000+01:00

Hello Brunhilde,
Along with the spiritual experiences in my life I also occasionally recall what I can only describe of memories of other lifetimes. These sometimes pop into my mind while I am quietly resting, sometimes as dream fragments and sometimes they are stimulated by a sensory experience such as a fragrance, a piece of music or a passage from a book. They did not occur to me in the following chronological order but I will try to work out which I had first.

Memories from before my birth

The Celestial Choir-Master

Gilgamesh or Enkidu?

Nimrod

Melchizedek

Lady of the high places?

James, brother of Jesus

A knight crusader

Master Armourer

A Young Mother of two in a golden sunset

I will give what details I can shortly, All blessings Karl

Good evening Karl, it is lovely to hear from you and although you are drained and out of sorts your e-mail sparkles and gave this tired Hild a huge boost..thankyou Karl.
Are the doctors any further forward in a diagnosis Karl for doing the tests? I know tests are required on our bodies at times Karl..but they as you say have a horrid after effect at times..are you feeling better today? As the days go by you will feel stronger Karl..are you resting..I find it is always a good sign when boredom sets in..then on the up! Do you have to wait long for the results and I think I asked before but are they looking for something specific? or like Axelia are they trying to fathom things out?

Unfortunately like with you..things have not been good this end, we found out why Axelia got so poorly after that tests where they bloated her tummy to put the camera in, it turned out Axelia was 3 months pregnant and they didn't know...the steroids basically poisoned it, that and the bloated tummy poor little might didn't stand a chance of life so Axelia was booked into hospital a week gone Friday but she didn't tell me or Nils as she knew we were upset over my brother Marcos baby and went through it with Marc her boyfriend by her side...(she told us she was staying at Marc’s house)but she broke down and cried last Friday night as it just became too much for her Karl. So this week has been an up and down week but Axelia is stronger now physically and spiritually and emotionally...and me I think I am just about out of shock Karl. So that might explain why the steroids were not working properly plus they upped the dose back to 4 a day, so hopefully they can get her back to health again properly. I hope so as she is such a lovely young woman inside and out. And you know what helped get me through all this my new found belief in myself Karl and the knowledge that we are more than just bodies. and that life is a spiritual thing and not a body thing. we are what animates and moves it and gives a body life. I explained my beliefs to Axelia and that it is sad but now is not the time to bring a new life into this world, not the right time for her to be a mother but out of it she gained her own truth that when ready she will love and cherish her children, as you wisely say Karl there is a lesson out of everything even pain, she was so unconsolable at first at hearing the heart beat and then there was none. but now has the wisdom that she has a love in her heart for a child where that was not real for her before. a sad painful lesson but a good one if you know what I mean Karl? And she has also learned that there is no need to protect her mum and dad from anything and we may not like what we hear but will handle it as a family with hugs and listening. I am just so sad that we didn't know and couldn't be there for her at what must have been one of her lowest of low times...but we know now and I HOPE she knows we do and will always love her Karl. like with you Karl it has been quite a week!!! but like I have said before and I will say it again. we will plod on!!!! But thankyou Karl if it wasn't for you and your wisdom and our ever growing circle I would have struggled terribly. Wisdom and truth is a fine thing, with truth there is strength.

I am fascinated by your life or should I say lives, and your insight I have not witnessed or felt what you have seen. I guess I have never been ready Karl. I can see things when I am given an item and have flashes and state to people what is happening and where but usually short lived. I guess at that point I block it. still that fear factor!!!! and I have an awareness at times of spiritual presences, Axelia has too but she blocks it more than I do. As you have said so wisely conservatism affect peoples awareness, Axelia once told an ex-boyfriend what he had been up to that night and described his house and room. He accused her of peeping on him, but like I said she had insight into things in the house - and could he explain it? He knew she hadn't been in his house, and he knew she wasn't in the area that night...his face went really pale Karl...it may sound awful but it was a joy to see. I think my wicked sense of humour is showing Karl ha! ha! What I have learned Karl and I say this to Axelia is that just because some people don't wish too see. it doesn't mean it isn’t.

It must have been a wonderful feeling, standing there on that mountain Karl. I know what you mean it is being part of the universe, no barriers, a feeling and total knowingness, matter,energy space and time being total cause, taking responsibility that we are cause, even by allowing ourselves to just be, just seeing things for how they are. Not what we are told how they are or how we think they are just truth as things are. I don't know if I am explaining how I feel very well Karl!!!!! but I know one thing Karl when you explain what you have seen I understand as if I feel I was there too. does that make sense?

I hope you are feeling "on the up" Carl and although I have not been on line I have been with you and you have been in my thoughts. warmest wishes from a calmer (for now!!) Saccerstone. Brunhilde

Bless you Brunhilde, I see Axelia has some of her mother's courage and some dormant wisdom which will grow and she will open to herself and accept her inner truth when she is ready. Bless you all.
More later,
Karl

Good morning Karl, we are both on the computers bright and early this morning..how are you today and did you sleep okay? My mother is always up for 5.30 -6am always has been..me I tend to think that is the middle of the night!!!! I forgot to ask is Judah as perceptive as you?..just wanted to say good morning and check you are okay..warmest wishes Brunhilde.

Hello Brunhilde,
The initial reason for the investigation was anaemia which showed up in my medical review blood tests.
Thanks , I've had a fairish sort of sleep for the past couple of nights but I don't have much regularity of sleep pattern and since Wednesday last which was preceded by a week of restricted diet and a couple of days of water with phospho-soda to clear out the large intestine so they could get a camera a couple of metres inside me, I have been very uncomfortable and unable to sleep properly. The trouble has been mainly due to the air they pump into the intestine to allow the camera room to slide through without snagging the villi structures (annular corrugations that project into the large intestine to extract water and nutrients from the food). It takes time to vent this air from the intestine and until it is expelled the inflated intestine presses against the lower spine and compresses the sciatic nerves which is very painful. I'd cleared most of the air by Sunday night but the nerves do not instantly recover from this long period of excitation and I am still getting twinges. They took 6 or 7 biopsy samples while they were looking inside with a microscopic grab that bites off a bit of the intestinal wall where they think they have spotted a problem.
This results in some bleeding which hasn't entirely cleared up and doesn't help the anaemia at all. They suspect Crohn's disease but will be able to verify this when the biopsy samples have been analysed.

I love the dawn - I just don't want to be awake when it arrives - if only it came at 2.30 in the afternoon I could give it the attention it deserves!

Yes, Judah is a very intelligent and perceptive lady but is uneasy with expressing her own deeply held convictions or thinking about spiritual beliefs. I think she has simply accepted the 'given truths' of the spiritualist churches she was taken to as a child and wants neither to defend them in discussion nor ponder upon how they were arrived at. Like you she is a wise woman who has been conditioned to accept what authority figures say rather than think out her own philosophy based on accepting the truth and meaning of her own experiences. Again like you she is progressing towards recognising the validity of her personal perceptions. A few years back she took a deep interest in the teachings of the Maharaji (I think his name is Prem Wat) who is a lovely man and a charismatic speaker. But I think she decided that comforting as his messages were, he was not perhaps the holder of the whole truth for her.
Loving blessings,
Karl

Hello Brunhilde,
Forgive me for not responding immediately to the deeper issues in your e-mail as I had been quite poorly. I had been quite concerned for you and your family and had guessed there were serious matters arising that you needed to concentrate on.
First - what a brave mother you must be to bring up such a brave daughter, you both hold my sincere admiration and respect.
Second - how deeply sorry I am for you both at your traumatic loss of a potential child and grandchild.
Third - nature knows best, we cannot carry overwhelming emotional burdens alone, sharing our grief within the love of a family circle makes us stronger and discussing its roots helps us understand and gradually move on. Not without sorrow perhaps but certainly with deeper wisdom and insight and the confidence that we are not alone.
Fourth - In past times of darkness you have been strong for your children when you were inundated with disasters, Your demonstrations of strength will make them strong for their children in times to come.
Fifth - You have such strength of love - Hugging is a powerful healer but listening with the heart is a rare art and I am warmed by your recognition and application of your listening skills.
Sixth - You communicate your situation and feelings with great clarity because you speak from the heart as well as listen with it. The most polished syntax and rhetoric could not improve upon the simple truth sincerely told.
Seven - I am so pleased you have found your centre, your confidence and your absolute right to be Brunhilde.
I will not say your sorrows are ended, but I will say there are many delights yet to arrive, and I believe utterly that you will have the determination and strength to overcome the setbacks and revel in the delights, sprinkling both alike with the stardust of your wisdom and love.

Blessed be, All shall be well..........
Karl

Hello Brunhilde,

Memories from before my birth

The Celestial Choir-Master (just before time began)

A while ago I meditated upon the question which God asked of Job (or one of the prophets, It was a long time ago.) - 'Where wast thou when the morning stars sang together?' (and here God was referring to the morning of creation) - I believe Job's answer ran along the lines of 'Lord only Thou knowest.'
But in my meditation I remembered and I found myself replying 'I was the ChoirMaster!'

I am tempted to think I could well be that old, and I could be right for I seem to remember (what is not written in scripture) that we had a rehearsal in spirit before the bodies of the morning stars had been forged. The unborn morning stars were nervous and tense - and as I proposed the orchestration of their birth their 'voices' were a little forced.
'You all sing like crows!' I said, which made them all laugh for crows had not been created either. The laughter broke the tension, I tapped my metaphysical baton upon the music stand saying ' One Two, one two three four!' and they all performed like stars (and still do).
And that really is my earliest memory.

Gilgamesh or Enkidu? (2750ish?BC)

When I first came across The Epic of Gilgamesh, the hairs stood up on the back of my neck, I just knew the whole story as I read it, but a part of me was confused too because it didn't happen quite like that. Perhaps that is due to translation or perhaps generations of story tellers have 'improved' the tale in their telling of it. I knew both characters so intimately that I could not be sure with which of them my life was linked. On reflection I feel it was Enkidu the 'wild man' whose part I played out for I remember running with the deer and wrestling with Gilgamesh, yet I also seem to recall as Gilgamesh wrestling with Enkidu and commissioning the building of the City walls.
I sometimes wonder about the unity of creation, while 'logic' requires that you can only be alive as one person at a time, it occurs to me that in a unified creation we are all one and perhaps it is possible to recall two (or many) synchronous incarnations.

Nimrod (2100 BC)

Did I not build Babylon and defend it with the bow of my own making? Surely I rejoiced in the pride of my warrior skills and the strength of my arm. Was I not the mightiest of hunters who fed his people with all manner of viands? Surely I was a great and goodly provider!

Melchizedek (2000 BC)

Now here did I depart from the ferocity of my forebears, ruling still in strength but preaching peace, my joy was ever in feeding the hungered, for the full of belly steal no-ones food and all have peace. Yet did I lend my strength to Abraham when he passed through my lands with his war-band in pursuit of the slavers who had taken his kin, and at his returning I set before them all a mighty feast that they might be healed and refreshed and return home in joy and triumphant glory. Yet did I esteem my high-priesthood before my Kingship for here are things temporal but the spiritual life is aeternal.

Lady of the high places?

I recall fragments of a wonderful lifetime as a young maid squatting in the dust to write in a near-Eastern script draped in fine clothes of red and gold, entering the service of the temple, the loving friends and teachers, growing up, teaching the new-comers, life as a priestess. The passing of Miriam and taking her place as High-priestess, the long nights studying the stars from the Magdala walls, fasting and prayer in the high places. Such spiritual ecstacies

James, brother of Jesus (20AD) ( A very fragmentary but deeply treasured glimpse of another loving brother )

Will Carilephus (1090AD) (Re-building Durham Cathedral, I think it was something you said Brunhilde that triggered this memory.)

A knight crusader (1216 AD?)

It feels right but I get only tantalizing glimpses of this life. Ragnor ( who was an Arab Moslem at the time) envisioned me as a Frankish knight crusader on a white horse - recognisably me and vast of girth ( some things don't change.)

Master Armourer (1645AD?)

In a large city house set in wide grounds, at night three darkly cloaked horsemen in broad-brimmed hats swept into the drive and entered the kitchen at the rear of the ground floor. I was expecting them and stood by the great table with my right hand resting on a small casket of valuable jewellery. I knew their leader, he still wore with pride the bejewelled sword I had made for him three years before. We ate sparsely together and they slaked their thirst on small-beer. I gave the casket into their care and they left as rapidly as they came. I believe weighty matters of state were involved but I have had no further recollections. (Except the rather trivial details that I was wearing white stockings, light-brown knee-breeches, a white ruffled shirt and a sort of hip length belted waistcoat and silver buckled black shoes – in this memory I was quite slim and wiry.)

A Young Mother of two in a golden sunset (1930ish)

I just have the one memory as a young woman in my mid twenties with my 5 year old daughter on my left and my 3 year old son on my right standing in rolling verdant countryside on the north-East bank of a meandering rivulet looking West into a golden sunset full of zest for life and delight in the natural beauties. The impression was of Eastern Europe and our clothes looked 1930-40ish. My heart tells me that we were all three victims of a pogrom or putsch the next day. I recall no details of our previous life nor of our subsequent demise but that moment on the bank at sunset was gloriously transcendent.

Blessings of Peace and comfort,
Karl

Private Letters 21.

2007-07-27T15:46:00.000+01:00

Hello Karl, the gastroscopy sounds like one of the tests that Axelia has..ugh!..and very difficult to relax during it she said...and had a sore throat for days after. The next one she is having is where she swallows a capsule with a camera in it and it takes photos on the way down..have you had that one? You mention they should be looking at your bio-chemisty..what does that mean exactly (sorry you should know me enough by now Karl to know I ask a lot of questions at times !!)
I understand your words Karl..As I have taken time out for myself..although still very little with all the things going on Karl I have looked more for myself and in myself,and yesterday I had the revelation of how many times I have and am effect of things rather that cause..and why because I was blessed enough to meet you and listen...to the one stable point there is in any life..that each and every one of us is cause..because we are each that stable point..that is looking out at life..and when life drains a being they long forget that they are cause and cease to be causative and become sheep...and just become effect of everyday life and conditions...not a happy state of affairs...as there is no joy and no real interaction..or feeling and life is such a joy and the world and its universes are so breathtakingly beautiful...Brunhilde.x

Dear Brunhilde,
I hope things are well with you all, I have been a bit concerned for you. I have been for my unpleasant examinations and have been quite poorly, completely wiped out to be honest, but am starting to pick up again now. Glancing through my last two e-mails I fear I may not have chosen my words very well, only good is intended and I have only my exhaustion as a poor excuse.

I would like to share with you some of the pivotal steps on my own inner pathway. Those occasions that confirmed to me without room for doubt that I was indeed engaged in an objective spiritual reality. I realise these are very personal and subjective interpretations of the experiences and words barely reflect the power of some of the events which follow:-

0. My initiation and my witnesses.
I have mentioned my self-initiation as a lone witch on my 45th birthday. After due closure, I turned away from the hill-top and returned to my car for the journey home. As I drove away an owl flew up over my car bonnet, its face towards me as it flew up into the night sky. The owl is the emblem of Athena, goddess of wisdom, and I thanked her for this confirmation of the wisdom of my decision. As I looked to my right I was delighted to see a young dog-fox lolloping alongside the car, its tongue hanging out and grinning mischievously up at me - I do not know which amongst the great ones he represented, but I suspect it was Lugh, red and sly and up for anything.

1. The Familiar Blue Unicorn.
For a while after my initiation I sensed the presence of a spirit-being of considerable power in the form of a unicorn, about the size of a Suffolk Punch and (this will sound odd) a rich deep blue colour that sometimes looked mahogany brown, a bit like shot-silk. He stayed around for a few years then one night while I was asleep he informed me he had been called away to other duties, and in my sleep I watched him galloping away into the sky. I was left with the feeling that we shall meet again, but perhaps not in this world.

2. The installation of the light conduit.
Soon after moving into our previous house I converted the attic space into a loft room which I used as a study, office and sacred space. Working at this height I was made aware that there was an ongoing spiritual work taking place that I can only describe as rather like an aerial system of ley-lines to surround the planet with a light/energy network. I was asked to assist with the installation of the section which traversed the loft from North to South (probably more from politeness than need as the spirits performing the work were numerous and powerful). I just knew it was right to take part and I knew just how to guide and position and connect the section and I am left with the certainty that an enormously valuable task has been completed and I am so grateful that it was shown to me and I was allowed to participate.

3. The midnight Invocation upon Caern Liddi.
Holidaying on the Welsh coast near St David's on the night of the full moon I slipped out of the caravan and hiked across to Caern Liddi and walked up the steeply sloping Southern approach, climbing the last few yards to stand just to the West of the highest point. I lit a candle wrapped in a tube of paper to shield it from the gusty breeze and set it upon a ledge just below the summit on the sheltered side at midnight. I summoned the four Keepers of the Cardinal Watch-Towers and looking to the East I declaimed my version of The Great Invocation, sending my blessings out over the entire kingdom and on around the world. Then as an act of faith I climbed down the steep and rugged Northern face of Caern Liddi which was entirely in darkness. I continued on as the slope diminished across fields until I came again to the road and hiked back to the caravan and to my right I caught the occasional gleam of my candle still flickering on the height of Caern Liddi.

4. The repairs and maintenance upon Glastonbury Tor.
I have always loved the rising vortex of earth energies that pour from the top of Glastonbury Tor like a child's drawing of a volcano and energize the aerial network (mentioned in paragraph 2). On my last visit to the Tor I felt a shadowed distortion to the West of the vortex and realized that someone or something was leeching off the energies for inappropriate purposes. Using my walking stick as a wand I stitched a pattern of interlinked pentacles across the Western horizon to block the usurper's energy siphon. Halfway down the field around the Tor I looked back to see a flight of crows (my totem bird) wheeling joyfully around the restored energy vortex.

5. Keeper of the Westering Vortex.
When we moved into our present house I cast a spiritual protection over it and was delighted to see the result of my work as a shimmering, sparkling dome with a towering obelisk to the East and occasionally a minaret to the West ( I don't know why the minaret comes and goes, I must give it some thought, although I enjoy the mystery of its odd behaviour.) I have refreshed the protection occasionally but it always seems stronger each time I attune to its presence. Despite this protection I began to notice psychic oddities on the landing which I cleared only to find them replaced at odd intervals by other shadowy and apparently confused presences. On investigation I realized that the house was built around an earth energy vortex (like Glastonbury Tor but much smaller) which seemed slightly 'out of tune'. It was being used as a sort of interdimensional Paddington Station but because of the distortion it was spinning some of the 'passengers' out into our landing and I had been clearing them away to Westwards as that seemed to be the right thing to do for them. (none of them has yet complained about the treatment.) Whether it was the building or my protection or something else which had unbalanced the vortex I don't know but in consultation with Blautan I set seven kyanite blades around the landing and backed them up with a further six in the rooms beyond. This quietened things down for a while but then some fairly unwelcome types turned up and I invoked the Archangel guardians to assist in the clearing. At Blautan's suggestion I placed a clear quartz crystal in the loft at the vertical centre of the vortex, but have since changed it for a large rose quartz heart. I then sang the vortex into tune and I think it is now balanced and doing what it should.

6. Keeper of the Custodians. I think this may be my last spiritual charge in this incarnation and I suspect I have been doing it unconsciously for most of my life. So much happens in the spiritual dimensions of our lives that we only vaguely sense, or we rarely bring it into our consciousness. As this is an ongoing work I am not giving any details publicly but I may share appropriate snippets with companions on the pathway.

Private Letters 20*

2007-07-25T01:54:00.000+01:00

Good morning Karl..blimey it is no wonder Judah was quiet..what is a gastroscopy, it sounds absolutely horrendous..and are you okay..I know when Axelia has certain tests done she has been floored for days..and are there similar tests that are to be done in a fortnight? Have they ever said what they are looking for as you say they have been looking in the wrong places for years?
And I like the word centredness..a word of just being..of I am..now I must have learned and grown as before the word would make me think of self centred..as in selfish and I would have cringed Karl...but the two are so so different in meaning aren't they Karl? I would love to have more confidence Karl and do and venture more..Nils says there is confidence to be gained in doing and I believe he is right..but I don't think he understands not being..the more a person denies themselves to the point of not being themselves..and being a total sheep!!..the less joy they can feel in the beauties that surround us...just wanted to say thankyou for..just being there Karl..and being you... Brunhilde.x

Hello Brunhilde,
A gastroscopy is a simple investigative technique called 'shoving a camera on a tube down yer froat to look at the inside of yer tum' - not too uncomfortable if you can relax and let them get on with it and meditate on your breathing rhythms, but a bit intrusive and uncomfortable if they tickle your woggler and make you heave. And they take a biopsy ( a chunk of tummy)for micro-examination for pre-cancerous cells later. Fortunately the kit is only about half an inch in diameter, I could become a sword swallower with a bit more practice. The medics are looking for reasons for my ME symptoms that fit into their known world, (scientific minds don't function comfortably with unknowns). The last blood test showed some degree of anaemia - possibly severe, judging by the doc's reaction and the speed with which they got me to the gastroscopy stage, next test is a full colonoscopy, up the descending colon, along the lateral bit and on through the ascending colon to the end of the small intestine in the area of the appendix with a similar, slightly larger camera and a much longer tube. I don't expect them to find much wrong but I shall set aside my dignity and let them look where they want while the procedure is on offer. I think they ought to be looking at my biochemistry rather than my cell condition, that to my mind is where things are slightly out of order - but perhaps they haven't got the information and techniques to quantify the subtler vital processes.
Nils sounds very perceptive, it's true you cannot really know about things outside your experiences but you can sympathise imaginatively. I'm sure with your guidance and the resilient toughness of his family he will never need to know about absence of confidence in his own life.
Once you start to recognise the energies and histories of which we are the current product there is no room for self-doubt, we are the children of the universe ( AND THEREFOR SUPPORTED BY ALL THAT UNIVERSAL LOVE AND POWER), we are the crown of creation and have our destiny to fulfil. We have the choice of fulfilling our destinies boldly, confident in ourselves, confident in our purpose and confident in the source of our being, or to go forward timorously in fear and quaking that the sky is going to fall three times a day and always on our head?

If the sky falls it will be because it is fulfilling its appointed purpose, if a particularly hard or sharp bit of it falls on my head and ends this mortal existence, it will be because it is time for me to move on to other lessons, duties and delights. Pain, grief and discomfiture are real experiences for our development, but the enduring lessons of life are in truth and beauty, joy and love - from such lessons we grow in grace.
Live creatively in the light of universal love, creating more love and light and harmony.
Karl

Dear Brunhilde,
You always appeared to be someone who saw beyond the surface to the heart of the matter. And I think you begin to realize how deeply intertwined and connected we all are. People, animals, plants, micro-organisms, clouds, minerals, light, elements, planets, stars, dust-specks, energies and all space and darkness and time, experiences, emotions, angels....ad infinitum.... all the separate entities are linked and balanced in a wholeness within which we are messengers that nudge and signal all the other parts...and the message we send is...Love.
For the wholeness is love and each of its intertwined and overlapping parts is love.
Whoops... was I preaching to the converted again?
Loving blessings,
Karl

How true this e-mail and meaning is Karl..we just don't realise how we touch each other lives Brunhilde.x

Hello Brunhilde,
I think they are going to save the capsule camera technique for later-on, unless they are satisfied with the colonoscopy next week. Most of the M E symptoms seem to result from the body's response to a viral infection which severely challenges the immune system. The stressed immune system calls on all the body's resources to fabricate appropriate antibodies and this massive change in the body's biochemistry results in imbalances in the production of the regular supplies of hormones and neuro-transmitters which the body requires in its regular healthy processes and until this balance is restored to normal the symptoms of M E continue. However these complex and manifold biochemicals are subtle in their variations and identifying which are required in what quantities and in which order is not something which has been fully understood, and in any case varies from individual to individual and also from time to time in each individual - life is a series of subtle and complex changes choreographed by 'The Lord of the Dance'.
Medics prefer to deal with understood cells, organs and structures while leaving biochemical research to the boffins and academics.

Your deep wisdom shines through your words, each one of us is a centre of the universe and each one of us is creatively causing the extension of creation through time. Each moment, throughout our minds and bodies a countless host of new things are happening just because we are what we are, - our atoms move, our molecules react with each other, energy states rise and fall and switch. Each of our many million cells is like a crowded ball-room throbbing to the passionate music of life. And when that insubstantial spirit of our inmost selves invokes our imagination to conceive an effect and dictates its will to produce an outcome there is a subtle change to the rhythm of the dance within and we affect the universe around us with our ideas and actions.

Coo it don't half make you think! - and rejoice.
Big blessings,
Karl.*

Private letters 19

2007-07-24T02:08:00.000+01:00

Hi Hild,
The six Guardians and the other two earth focused Archangels.
It was quite early in my search for spiritual truth that I learned of the Cardinal Archangels and their characteristics.
Auriel is the keeper of the Northern watch-tower, Earth is his element and winter is his season, wisdom is his principal attribute. The Unicorn is his familiar/avatar.

Raphael is the keeper of the Eastern watch-tower, Air is his element and Spring is his season, clarity is his principal attribute.
The Eagle is his familiar/avatar.

Michael is the keeper of the Southern watch-tower, Fire is his element and Summer is his season, power is his principal attribute. The Salamandar is his familiar/avatar.

Gabriel is the keeper of the Western watch-tower, Water is his element and Autumn is his season, purity is his principal attribute.
The Dolphin is his familiar/avatar.

I have been aware of these mighty spirits from time to time throughout my life, mainly as guardians but also occasionally as guides and once or twice as requesting my assistance or cooperation in their sphere of operations.

I gradually became aware of other Archangelic influences in my life and realised there were two other unrecognised Cardinal directions (up and down) which were also in the keeping of Archangels. The keeper of the depths revealed himself to me as Vulcan (also answering to Woden and Wayland - possibly Haephestes to the ancient Greeks). The watcher in the heights initially revealed himself as Germaine but these days I tend to see his highest vibration as Metatron.

Vulcan is the keeper of the forges of the deep, Molten Metal is his element and night-time is his season, function is his principal attribute. The Kobold is his familiar/avatar.

Metatron is the keeper of the heights, Spirit is his element and Day-time is his season, Inspiration is his principal attribute. Angelic beings of light are his familiars/avatars.

There is a seventh Archangel whose sphere of influence is the bio-sphere. All living things are in his care and he is herein referred to as Blautan.

The eighth Archangel has dedicated his current cycle of service to the guardianship and protection of these seven great-ones who protect every aspect of Earth. Pro Amor Custodere ipsos Custodes.

(*19)

North or East? Background outlines.*18

2007-07-09T23:57:00.000+01:00

North or East? (Reclaiming the high ground from the ‘christian’ invaders).
When Rome invaded Britain after centuries of peaceful trading there was a degree of mutual understanding between the cultures as both were fundamentally pantheistic; but when the Emperor of Rome converted to Christianity it became brutally compulsory for the whole empire to accept ‘christianity’. In Britain the priesthood and judges (principally Druidic) were butchered in their hundreds for being unable to accept conversion to the Emperor’s new ‘faith’ and the last Druids were wiped out in their last stand on Anglesey Island. (It wasn’t that they had anything against Jesus or his teachings. They knew of him from trading throughout the Mediterranean area, I believe he visited some of them when on a trading expedition with his uncle. Their problem was with the brutal perversion of Christianity that Rome enforced.)
The new Roman church built over many of the old sacred sites which were oriented for lunar and solar observations, but for conformity most churches were built on an East- West axis. For nearly 2000 years now the dominant religion in Britain has had an altar in the East and this has become the traditional direction to face when performing sacred observances and so is the usual direction to face when opening a sacred circle.
During the centuries of brutal religious enforcement when it was neither politic nor safe to be absent from mass those who held true to the old ways congregated within the North door of the church this being the coldest area of the church where they would be unlikely to be intruded upon by church officials and would not be overheard if they chose to whisper secrets. A certain energy may still be noted within these Northern portals. Out of respect for those who endured the ‘christian’ holocaust of tortures and burnings I prefer to open my sacred circle from the North. Also I have a particular respect for Auriel, the Guardian of the Northern Watch Tower and it is pleasant to salute him as first Cardinal Keeper.
(*18)

Background Information. Letters 16-17*

2007-07-07T06:06:00.000+01:00

Hello Brunhilde,
Background information. How to Maintain your aura:-
I’ve mentioned keeping your aura clear and hale, the way I do this is by choosing a time when I’m unlikely to be interrupted and a place I enjoy, I prefer outdoors.
I face the sun and meditate gratefully upon the energies he provides. As I go deeper into the meditative state I feel a breeze coming from the sun, lifting my aura out from my shoulders like a cape, as it billows behind me I feel the sun’s rays cleansing and clearing and energising my aura and penetrating every part of my being. When my aura feels fully repaired and recharged with vitality I send thanks to the sun and reach back with my right hand and grasping the edge of my cape/aura I draw it forward and up and swirl it over my head and around my body three times and let it settle and plump up around me. I then seal it with a pentacle in front of my forehead. Some people use a cross within a circle to seal the aura, others use the Om-shanti sigil. Indeed you may seal it in any way that is proper to your form of belief.
This spiritual technique can be done standing, kneeling, sitting or even prostrate upon the ground if you derive spiritual benefit thus.
You can perform this cleansing in a few seconds or you may take as long as you wish with it. I would recommend using an aura cleansing exercise at least once a week, and suggest that you pay attention to your feelings during this exercise and modify it to suit your own aura’s needs. Whatever imagery works best for you is the right technique. Be creatively experimental.
Be in fine spiritual condition
Karl (*16)

Hello Brunhilde,
More background information on concluded matters.
Blautan in conclave:-
You remember Brunhilde that Ragnor was pestered by a mischievous little red spirit
Which was banished successfully and shortly afterwards I was visited by a very potent spirit who seemed to object to my intervention. I defended myself reactively as I had no time for thinking the situation through fully; but afterwards I wondered if I could have handled things more sympathetically. Providentially, Blautan, my son visited and I told him all that had occurred. He went into meditative mode to access the Akashic records and established a link with the second banished spirit who had only been doing what any tough mother would. He informed me that her name was Arrielle and she was a spirit of great integrity and could be trusted to abide by such agreement as we would make. I had already recognised her power but Blautan confirmed that she was the foremost member of her tribe which selected leadership by ‘power trials’. She told him she had been astonished at the potency of her banishment and while it had been uncomfortable and undignified she acknowledged my leadership and wished to ‘sit at my feet’ and learn my ways and wisdoms. This we agreed upon and I released her. She was the ideal ‘chella’ and when a week or so later Ragnor requested assistance in another matter related to a vision he had had concerning a family member, Arielle was pleased to be able to ‘pay off’ the trouble her progeny had caused him by ‘riding shotgun’ around that persons future. I believe she pops in and visits Ragnor and myself still occasionally.

Karl (*17)

private Letters *15

2007-07-05T04:53:00.000+01:00

Hello Brunhilde,
I hope you're still glowing,
I noticed in a previous e-mail you asked about banishings. Basically when things get a bit gloomy you can brighten things up by banishing the clouds of gloom, just sending them away - no sooner said than done! If you are unsure of your ability to do this it is probably time to call on your guardian angel for a bit of support and guidance. 'Oy Mate, which is the best way out of this mess, eh?' is a fairly common prayer/ meditation/ cry for help and however we phrase it , such pleas are heard and answered.
The process of intentionally seeking assistance and the action of visualizing your Guardian-angel automatically raises your energies and vibratory frequencies beyond the range of the presiding gloom. By deliberately turning to the light for aid you are turning away from the darkness and gloom. Then when the light responds to your intent the gloom gets the double whammy of being rejected by you and being dispelled by the forces of light.

Sometimes people are visited by negative spiritual energies not of their own choosing, and these energies can turn up in a variety of manners. It doesn't happen often, but if you are aware of it you can banish the unwelcome visitation with no great trouble, particularly if you maintain your aura in a healthy state.

My ritual method for tackling unwanted visitors is to form a protective circle by glancing down in acknowledgement of the Guardian of the Deeps, pointing my left index finger at the floor about a yard and a half away and turning anticlockwise for a full circle and a quarter all the time visualizing a beam of light or positive energy streaming down from my fingertip, acknowledging the four Cardinal Guardians as I turn past them and glancing upwards to the Guardian of the Heights as the circle is completed. Some folk prefer to go clockwise in the daytime or for solar ceremonies and anticlockwise for nocturnal or lunar ceremonies. I generally start by facing North but many folk start facing East. Wands, swords, staves, spears or athames can be held in the hand as pointers and the right hand may be used if preferred for solar rituals or as a general practise.

Within the circle of protection I have a lighted candle at the South side of the altar, burning incense at the East, a vessel of water (from the chalice well at Glastonbury) to the West and my Earth stone to the North. There is a gem-stone proper to each of the six Archangels/Guardians upon the altar. Saying a suitable invocation of purification I sprinkle a pinch of sea-salt into the well water and take up my athame. I dip the tip of the athame in the water while meditating upon the heiros gamos, then allow a drop of water to drip floorwards. Touching the tip to the Earth-stone I envision the earth's harvests ripening and call in the 'watcher of the Northern hills'. Moving the athame's tip to the incense smoke I feel a keen cool wind clearing away negativity and call upon the 'Guardian of the Eastern airs' to add his power and will to our work. Drawing each of the six Archangels into the ritual in turn raises the energy levels in the circle. I declare the problem that needs to be banished and charge the guardians to assist in the banishment. The athame is then drawn through the circle's rim in the direction where the banishment is needed and with a positive declaration of banishment the energy is sent forth to complete the task. Guardians should be thanked individually and the circle unmade by simply reversing the making procedure. This provides a winding-down procedure leading to the putting away of all the sacred objects and materials and shaking off any ash or dust and generally resuming ordinariness by tidying up and getting a cuppa. I can see it is going to take some time to fill you in on all the details so I will try and work out a plan for sending it in sensible chunks. If you're going to take up the work yourself the first rule is trust yourself and your feelings and don't be inhibited. If thoughts of feeling silly or embarrassed creep in let them go and focus your attention on the light and beauty of the guardians. Be creative in your application of these ideas to make each ritual unique and specifically yours. Any spell, or ritual that you make with INTENT will achieve just what you intend. The best ones are the ones that you just do spontaneously, in your own words and gestures.
More later,
Blessings,
Carl

Hello Brunhilde,
I was getting into details of rituals for spiritual workings in my last email, and it struck me that you don't need to know about this sort of stuff that refers back to several thousand years of belief and practice, except as a matter of interest.
What I should be telling you first is the basics. The rituals and the equipment is non-essential to the energies summoned and the work done. They are nice to use for tradition's sake and as methods and means of focusing the mind upon the matter in hand, let me give you an example of what I mean.
When I sent out the banishment on Ragnor’s little visitor, I carefully prepared and worked through a ritual banishment as a matter of care for my friend and the need to 'do it right', although the mischievous visitor did not appear to have any significant power. The procedure worked well and achieved its purpose and was also gratifying insofar as I felt aligned to millennia of traditional ritual workers throughout history.
When Ragnor’s little visitor's Mama or guardian turned up shortly afterwards, (a spirit of enormous power and intelligence) I found myself nose to nose with something reminiscent of an oversized gorilla in a lizard skin and a look in her eyes that said 'Now what am I going to do with you?' This was clearly not the time to say 'Hold on a moment my dear while I prepare for psychic battle.' As soon as I read the look in her eyes I reacted with an instantaneous banishment (by intensely visualizing a brightly glowing pentacle hurtling towards her) that hurled her back into regions from which she could not return unaided.
There are just four steps to any psychic work, and they all come from within.

To know - know yourself, know the subject/target of your work, know your purpose in doing it, know how to do it, know that you just know everything you need to know.

To dare - to simply and fearlessly get on with the doing of the task in hand in total confidence, knowing that you have the authority and power for the task.

To will it so - to summon your will and focus your intentions upon your target and to project the power of your intent intensely.

To remain silent - to keep the work and the results of your work to yourself, at least until such time as the desired effect has been fulfilled so that none of the energies of your knowledge, courage and intent can be dissipated or leeched away by other folks doubts, ridicule or misconceptions. - When all is established it will be time enough to share such matters with those you trust to understand and support your work.

In the case outlined, I knew myself, I knew what I was facing, I knew what I wished to achieve and how to go about it.
I dared to do it and had no reservations or qualms about taking an aggressive defensive action.
I hit the 'go button' with all the force of my will and saw my opponent swept away in an irresistible, inescapable and irreversible flow of cosmic energy. (It was rather like hitting someone with a planet.)
My purpose achieved, I remained silent on the matter until Blautan turned up a few days later and following our deliberations further developments occurred which were a surprise bonus and all appears to be very well indeed despite the extra responsibilities incurred. (You will perhaps have noticed that this sentence remains silent about a great many significant details, refering only in general terms to an ongoing work - which I wouldn't have mentioned at all to anyone else).
Surprisingly this kind of psychic work does not seem to be a drain on your resources. Although the triggering mechanism is internal, the energies released and employed are external universal energies.

Further to these four steps the only other piece of information you need is an understanding of the Law of spirit.
'Do what thou wilt an it harm none' is one of the best interpretations of the Law I know.
'Love is the Law, Love under Will.' is another, 'Know thyself.' and again 'Love thy neighbour as thyself.' or 'To Know all is to Love all'.
Night-night!
Karl

Good morning Karl...amazing and it needs so much knowledge but more so belief in one self and ones own abilities..an inner confidence, I don't know if I will ever attain that Carl. I am guessing that confidence is gained the more that is done just like anything in life,and the more you can see for yourself is also very important..for seeing things for ourselves is a paramount basic in life..which I now know but did rely too much on others..a lazinesss to look and take responsibility for self and what was there I admit..it is so easy to get caught up with doing as others do and see, and also being taken in by other views of conservatism..they say it isn't and cant be..so it isn't rather than check and look for ourselves..like sheep!..it takes a lot of inner strength to percieve & act on things we see for ourselves Karl. You have amazing inner strength and knowledge and what you see is immense as you have lost your fear...my confidence and perception is not as high as yours..blocked I know by fear..and I understand..love of self and others goes a long way..to not only our own inner peace....but peace as a collective..like a flow
warmest wishes Brunhilde
p.s how is Judah enjoying the holiday break,or is she back now?

Hello Brunhilde,
Thank you, yes Judah returned on Saturday, I am sure the holiday did her a great deal of good, she palled-up with a Dublin grandma with a 6 year old grandaughter in tow at the hotel and she got to see many of the things she had hoped for and had plenty of swimming in the hotel pool, and for the main part resisted most of the Jersey cream on constant offer. Something is bothering her, though she says not - perhaps being away she got a fresh view of me on her return and she perhaps realises how I've gradually deteriorated, or it may be something else, or I may be wrong.

The more you open yourself to your own truth, find it, recognise it, accept it - the more comfortable and confident you will become. If you connect to your past lives (and you will if you should), you will find convincing internal evidence of your right to be who you are - and your responsibility to fulfil all of Brunhilde's potential.

I suspect you will find within yourself a high priestess, a healer, a teacher, a dutiful servant, a loving mother, a responsible daughter and a woman of passion for every aspect of life - a spiritual force about to emerge from her chrysalis and fly. (I believe the word chrysalis comes from the Greek meaning golden lily bud)

Read through your email again for a glimpse of where you are on your journey now. You have recognised in something I've said some truth about yourself, you have acknowledged your current and past self doubt and uncertainty. You've seen that you don't need to ask someone else's permission to live your life and you are just beginning to see that the only way you can live your life is YOUR way. If you recognise amazing inner strength in me it can only be because there is an amazing inner strength in you, for we cannot recognize what we have not experienced.
Fear is the great spoiler, fear especially of the opinion of others, we are flock animals (Baaaaa!) who recognise individual importance but supress it for the wrong reasons. If you ask people 'What is the opposite of love?' they say 'Hate' but the opposite of love is FEAR. Look fear in the eye and don't be afraid to admit it is scary - then scare it away by laughing at it - it is the most ridiculous and destructive and limiting emotion in the human repertoire. (Here endeth the lesson :-))

‘..and I understand..love of self and others goes all the way..to not only our own inner peace....but peace as a collective..like a flow’

Thank you for this beautiful thought, [forgive my adjustment] and remember, you Brunhilde are the source of the flow.
Blessed be,
Karl.

Hello Karl..and sunny greetings from us all here..the sun is shining..another weekend is upon us..the days just seem to go by quicker Karl..maybe it does that after we get past 21 years!!!!!!

How are things with you today? and did you manage to talk to Judah to see what was bothering her as you said she was quiet..or was it something and nothing as that peculiar saying goes!!

You know Karl I had long forgotten that I could be and am the cause and centre of things..and may have wandered this earth for years to come with out your prompting. I was never the most confident of people and very rarely used my own judgement..I am learning though..and it has been a wonderful week as I see the world with fresh eyes..my own...and do you know Karl..I like it..very much ha! ha!

Hoping this finds you well and that you have a wonderful weekend
Warmest wishes Brunhilde

Bless you Brunhilde,
No, I've long accepted that I shall never plumb Judah's scorpio depths with any accuracy. It took years of patient observation to get to the point where I can confidently know something is bothering her. She seems less bothered now, so I guess it was the gastroscopy I had to go to the hospital for on Wednesday, all clear as I expected. The medics have spent years thoroughly and obstinately looking in all the wrong places it seems. More tests in a fortnight.
Centredness suits you, it is a delight to hear you so cheery. The years of low confidence have perhaps been a useful lesson, and clearly you learnt it well. I could never comprehend the church's big thing about humility (they were so proud of being humble - it made me laugh). Humility is OK if you use it to respect and value others but if you overdose on it you crumble your soul to a shadow and it loses its sparkle. Being proud of yourself is showing respect for the creative energies that brought you into being - Joyful Pride in the bit of creation we know best is no fault, it is Arrogance that debases the voice and value of others that we need to avoid.

Carry on joyfully,
Karl. *15

Private letters14

2007-07-04T13:48:00.000+01:00

Hello Brunhilde,
Thanks for your continued e-mails, they do me good. Judah is off to Jersey for a week on her own on Saturday to help her recover from the week she took her mother on holiday. I am just going to chill-out and relax as much as the cats and Koi will allow. Gesso has just picked her up for an evening at the Tiger's rugby match, I can't remember who they are playing - Perpignan I think, but I get very hazy about forgetting to remember details like that.
Good wishes,
Karl.

Good afternoon Karl, hope you are feeling a bit more in sorts now..and your results will be back today..just loved the way you described the clouds "with the fluffy duvet over the sun in case it gets cold"..made me feel a lot better and secure! and you are right, as always. Axelia won't understand the mum thing until she is a mum herself. I certainly didn't, ha! ha! She is still off work but due back on Monday. You are right we will just all plod on. I love that expression Karl...you take care and have a great weekend warmest wishes Brunhilde

Hi Brunhilde,
I'm still very tired, with getting Judah away on holiday on Saturday and my son Blautan turning up unexpectedly as your children do. It is always a delight to see him, he's a reiki master among other things (such as a scientific officer for the a government Ministry and a reluctant deputy arch-angel). We talked over some of the other spiritual work I had been doing at about the same time I sent Alexia's blessings out as I felt uncomfortable about some aspects of a completely succesful banishing. He tuned into it instantly and between us we resolved the matter in a spiritually satisfying manner with the only drawback being I have yet another responsibility to fulfil.
Ragnor, my sea-faring friend who has visions, phoned earlier today. It was on his behalf that I started the spiritual operation that resulted in the banishment I regretted. Do feel free to tell me to keep it to myself or ask about the particular areas you may wish to share. Night-night for now. Loving blessings, Karl.

Good afternoon Karl, I am in awe at your abilities, and the communication in your home is fascinating..sadly nothing like that goes on here..so it is so uplifting to share your world. Is Ragnor in English waters or abroad and you say he has visions so he must have saw something. I too have visions but try not to..Axelia and Nils think it spooky? I guess it is fair to say I have squashed myself and my abilities, believing them wrong over the years Karl. That I believe is my joy at speaking to you Karl, you understand and also you make it all sound so natural, and for the first time in my life I am beginning to believe that maybe it is.
How is Judah enjoying her holiday..blimey it is Tuesday already..it has flown over? and are you resting..you will have drained yourself...l think you may have over done it all Karl, banishings, although I am not sure what they are, sound very powerful, forgive my ignorance on the subject but what do they entail?
Take care Karl warmest sunny wishes Brunhilde.

Hi Brunhilde,
I got another call from Ragnor today, he used to think his visions were 'spooky' and some of the material he was seeing was quite horrifying, his mother thought him totally bonkers and he was starting to believe her. He really was a tough guy to hold down such a demanding and responsible position while going through that on his own. By 'chance' we got into e-mail correspondence after he had bought one of my books on Amazon and I think he now feels he has developed some control over the intensity and content of the visions and also has accepted that they are a perfectly normal part of life if you are open to receiving incoming psychic data.

I remember I used to love to sing whilst driving, and I do have a respectable singing voice. But whenever the kids were in the back they would protest vehemently about the noise and I found myself becoming quite inhibited about doing a natural and joyous celebration of life in song. Don't let the brattykinder inhibit a deeply spiritual aspect of your life and personality, tell them they should celebrate life to its full in every possible way - the sweet, old-fashioned little conservatives.
Loving blessings to you all,
Karl

Good morning Karl, from a delightfully sunny Sacre-Stone...so sunny I have decided even if it rains over the weekend that I am having the full weekend off. Your e-mails touched a chord Karl and along with conservatives in life, and there is a lot of them! and people that say we are bonkers or the like I believe just don't want to see. The revelation I had this morning as the sun rose and I could not sleep so I lay watching the suns rays like life itself shining into the room. I realised that when tired and drained as I have been then I am not letting myself flow..do you know what I mean Karl? So I am taking the time out this weekend to walk and take in the earth and skies again and basically what I am saying is accept myself, I have been so guilty of denying myself and even trying to find myself..much greater a gift to myself to just accept who I am...THANKYOU Karl..from a very uplifted Brunhilde, have a great weekend, warmest sunniest of wishes, and may the circle grow..it doesn't even need the spoken word, it is a circle of acceptance and knowingness

Bless you Dear Brunhilde,
I think the majority of those who 'can't see, don't see, or won't see' simply haven't found their inner eyes, perhaps a few are actually spiritually blind. You are not like that, your e-mails have always held a rich and subtle wisdom although there was a sense that you were not aware of much of it, but it shone through anyway. Your latest e-mail is positively radiant with loving recognition of your inner being and joy. The more inner peace, joy and satisfaction you generate, the more people will be drawn to you and benefit from your access to this inner truth.
Of course the sun's rays are life itself, even science recognises that most of the energies present on Earth have their origins in the Sun and life on Earth is a direct consequence of solar energies, we at the top of the food chain may not be aware of the links but almost every living thing is dependent on photosynthesis, directly or indirectly we feed on sunlight. (The only exceptions are some underground and submarine bacteria-like life forms which live on the heat energies generated at the Earth's core - but even this heat probably originated from the sun when the planet was in its birthing). I am so pleased the Sun has given you such a revelation of your inner worth and meaning - it was a 'Golden moment', I am pleaseder than Punch for you. The ancient greeks had a word for it ‘chrystos’,which usually translates as 'shining golden' . They used it to describe people and experiences like this. That is why we love crystals and their special energies and that is why Jesus was named The Chrystos or Christ - He also was a golden, shining one.

Blessed be by Sun and Moon and Star
Bright as they, Pure gold you are.

Karl *14

Private letters13 - series to follow.

2007-07-04T13:29:00.000+01:00

Dear Brunhilde,
Thanks for your message. You're right, spiritual and mental exercises do get easier with practice and familiarity. Enjoy your quiet night and be confident that all will turn out as it should. I do so admire Marcos and Karina's courage, it is a massive task they are taking on, parenting is never easy and simple even when it's 'normal'. I firmly believe that every child comes with a purpose and should be supported and encouraged, regardless of gloomy prognostications, nobody knows how things will turn out, and all babies are beautiful and every life is precious, however limited.
I'm very tired at present, I've had my most active week this year, physical work on the car and refitting the garage shelving, as well as lots of psychic and spiritual preparations and more to do yet. I hope to have a quiet week next week.
Loving energies and blessings, especially for Axelia,
Karl.

Good morning Karl, I have been trying to do as you advise, I even lit a candle. I think more practice is needed! I thought with it being cooler I may have slept better, hope you are sleeping better at least it isn't muggy at nights. I think I will feel better and more relaxed after Axelia's exploratory is done tomorrow and the results are back. Nils and I have decided to have a quiet night tonight - sounds like heaven to me Karl....it has been a bit unrelaxing lately as you know! My brother Marcos and Karina have decided to keep the baby, they have talked to other specialists and the baby will have to have heart surgery 8 days after birth and there is an 80-85% chance of it being a success, and little he or she will have to have surgery again at 5 years of age and if little he/she baby Hankel is a typical Hankel he or she will be a little fighter and be fine - so precious is the gift of life Karl.

Hope this finds you well and sunny warmest wishes
Brunhilde

Good morning Karl, exploratory all done and the surgeon didn't find anything untoward so we are all so, so relieved, no further forward in knowing what has caused all this for Axelia but at least anything nasty can be ruled out by the look of it, phew! I cried when she was in having it done..and cried huge with relief and joy when told. I think my relief showed Karl. ha! ha! Axelia had contemplated cosmetic surgery when older but now has totally gone off the idea so another good thing came out of it. She is still in pain but now eating well again. Have an easier week Karl you need to re-charge, spiritually you will be drained as well as physically - and it is still muggy at night which won't help..
And I wanted to thank you so much for your positive energies. I am so sure it is helping Alxelia, as according to the specialist before hand something should have been found with the exploratory and he was surprised when there wasn't. THANKYOU KARL warmest wishes Brunhilde

Bless you Brunhilde,
Super news for Axelia, I'm so pleased for you.
The psychic/spiritual work is very rewarding and uplifting, and the sending that I made for Axelia and her exploratory medical team went very well indeed. Like all creative work it didn't go quite how I had intended; some Christian symbolism found its way into my usual Wiccan ritual and a kind of double Tri-Via that I had not used before, but it clearly links back to Ashera through the Goddess lineage and is appropriate for female health & emotional issues.
Karl

Good morning Karl, I hope this finds you feeling more rested. So is it more wiccan spiritual healing that you do? It all sounds so confusing but I guess that is only because I don't know much about it all, not consciously anyway! I am guessing that you were drawn towards wicca to let flow what is naturally there am I right? Such a huge learning curve Karl, does it take a long time to learn?

Axelia is doing ok, woz a bit poorly last night but looks and sounds a lot brighter this morning...and Marcos just e-mailed and his new baby is a boy...so so pleased, the baby still has to have the heart operation within 8 days of birth but the chromesome tests came back okay...so hoping everything works okay...his little e-mail just emanated joy, bless him...just wanted to let you know Karl as I am sure your warm healing blessings went in more than one direction....warmest of wishes Brunhilde

Bless you Brunhilde,
What a lovely welcome home your message was. (I've just been to the surgery for a blood test and Val, an expert and steady handed phloebotomist, had to have three stabs at it before she could get a syringe full.)
I am pleased Axelia seems brighter, and of course I included Marcos and Karina and Mini-Marcos in my sendings.
As long as I can remember, I have always taken a delight in things spiritual, and finding little light among those around me, I looked for the answers to my questions in books, but found most of the answers in nature. There are some truly enlightening books about now, but as a child I had no access to the kind of literature I sought.
For a while I joined an evangelical church, there being almost no spiritual wisdom in the Methodist congregation to which my grandparents paid lip-service. I experienced the presence and guidance of the 'Holy Spirit' on some occasions, and I learnt of the man/god Jesus. These spiritual realities did not conform to the church's strict biblical dogma. Much later I learned that the strong men of the early church had heavily edited Christ's teachings and the scriptures in order to subvert the feminine influence in religious matters and take all the power and wealth of the temples and churches for their own. ( Or perhaps because they feared to tread the true spiritual paths.)
As a child I derived great satisfaction from the knowledge that my grandfather's grandmother had been recognised and respected locally as a witch/wise-woman. The most widely heard tale was that she flew on a hurdle! But in those times people rarely spoke of such matters in front of children - again part of the great puritan and ecclesiastical drive to expunge the old ways from our culture - by pretending to protect the innocents from corruption.
In short I have spent a lifetime learning that where there is Earthly power, there is falsehood and deliberate obfustication. Spiritual truth may always be found, and it is revealed to us as we become ripe for it. It is unmistakeable, it rings with goodness and love - it just feels right, and as you have said, even if you're not concious of it all the time, we have an inner knowing that recognises things of the spiritual way. At age 45 I dedicated myself to the Wiccan creed, and its precepts have proved to be valid and effective. As you open to spiritual truths, you become aware of other spiritual people and beings moving within and around different areas of your life and all sorts of ideas fall into place and start to make sense - it gives meaning, direction and purpose to life.
Be well, Be blessed,

Karl

The Great Invocation.

2007-06-18T01:47:00.000+01:00

From the source of light within the cosmic mind
Let light stream out into the mind of man.
From the fount of love within the cosmic heart
Let love flood out into the heart of man.
From the flow of power within the cosmic will
Let power pour out to guide the will of man.
With light and love and power
Let all the Earth be wholly healed and holpen.

Three like-minded souls should go forth together unto a place which seems goodly to their purpose. (The meeting place of three little-used pathways is good) The youngest should stand forward and act as a channel for the energies invoked, right arm raised with palm upwards to receive the flow, left arm lowered palm down to bestow the blessing upon the Earth. The others stand back a little to form an equal triangle, the senior to the left is the invocant and reads or declaims the invocation aloud, the third person is the witness, supporting the others in their duties and conducting them safely thither and thence.

Bardic-Blessing

2007-06-18T01:38:00.000+01:00

Blessed be,

Rich peace of the growing Earth is yours,
High peace of the blowing air is yours,
Bright peace of the glowing fire is yours,
Clear peace of the flowing water's yours,
Inner peace of the knowing soul is yours,
Utter peace of the going home is yours.

My peace I add unto you.
Shanti, shanti, shanti.

In the Garden

2007-06-14T03:27:00.000+01:00

I love the varied textures of the foliage.

The delphinium is competing with the sky for height and colour.

It's frothy man.

A hover-fly inspecting the alpines in the butler's sink.

Kevin having a well earned rest after inspecting Jude's efforts in the garden.

......there lurk I.

2007-06-03T01:54:00.000+01:00

I'm amazed at the abilities of digital cameras.

There is so much still to learn.

You can see individual pollen grains on his forehead.

When his wings are still for a moment their detail is beautiful.

I seem to have focused on the chloroplasts in the leaf an got a fuzzy lady-bug. I must remember to watch where the little + sign is before I operate the shutter button.

Dear Professor G G R

2007-06-03T01:16:00.000+01:00

Hi Prof, I wish you a very successful Mountain Blues research hunt and here are a couple of pictures of Foxy whose hunting skills are surpassed only by Kevin's. (No, not the retired crab fisherman)
She looks so focused you wouldn't believe how dim she can be when she's being Felis Domestica

This is Kevin whose hunting is as legendary as Nimrod's and whose domestic skills are utterly endearing. When he adopted us he had a tag on his collar that said 'Kate', but that was clearly a Missnomer - and he required a Misternomer.
He's quite the philosopher and scratches his chin pensively whilst cogitating the ethics of hunting.
He looks about as friendly as the Inquisition when he slips into hunting mode, he's just being satyrical in this picture, particularly with his left ear.

More of April's garden

2007-05-31T00:13:00.000+01:00

Delicate little drumstick primroses.....

And gorgeous emperor lillies.........

Dark and rich helebores........

Bafflingly beautiful.........

And so back to the parsley and primroses.......

It's been too wet to get out into the garden so it has given me a chance to catch up with sorting out my ealier snaps. I hope you like 'em.

Earlier blooms

2007-05-30T23:57:00.000+01:00

I just love these little red daisies.

So I'm blogging 2 patches of 'em.

If I take my eyes off them for a moment I can see bigger plants beyond the fence.

The camelias put on such a nice display again this spring.

They have such delicate veining.

Garden plants.

2007-05-22T20:23:00.000+01:00

From just outside the back door......
To unexpected spots by the fence.....
Lurking in the undergrowth......
And brazenly out in the open....
The whole garden is a concourse of flowers burgeoning into bloom before the next batch arrive!

Summer Garden - 1

2007-05-20T01:15:00.000+01:00

The azalea seems to have bloomed overnight. The day is a bit overcast and the camera doesn't seem to be picking up the subtle translucence of the petals. If you want to pop round and see it in the leaf you're welcome.

Buying plants for the garden

2007-05-18T03:19:00.001+01:00

Jude evaluating the Acers.
Mike flashing the W.O.G tie and wondering whether to check his wallet or his pace-maker first.

Ann wondering if he'll make it to the check-out or if she'll have to pay.

(She did but he got there eventually.)

Jude wondering if Salyx Lachrymosa might be more appropriate.

Never mind, The coffee shop will give us all a boost when we get there.

Wistow Garden Centre

2007-05-18T03:04:00.001+01:00

The centre is operated from within the old walled garden of Wistow Hall
This hedge divides the sapling stock from the lawned area.
These three snaps show the lawn within the wall -
which still retains some brackets for the original lean-to glass house.
And here on the right we return to the benches of potted plant stock.

Oadby Breakfast

2007-05-18T02:11:00.000+01:00

Ann decides where to start - we hope there will be some left for us.
Please Mr Beadle Sir, I can't get any more gruel in my bowl.

And why has my hair turned green and spikey?
Hmm! Breakfast, Spoon er... where's my whisker lifter?

Jude's flowers.

2007-05-10T00:15:00.000+01:00

Jude grows a few amaryllises most years.

She calls in at the market after work some days.

Her favorite stall-holder is usually packing away when she arrives.

So when he offers her 5 bunches for £1 ............

She usually buys 10 bunches!

More Spinney Views

2007-05-09T23:43:00.000+01:00

When I look at this view I just want to be there - Then I realize I am!

You can feel the roots delving deep into the Earth, the sap rising and the leaves and buds unfolding. If you listen attentively you can even hear the trees murmuring together of past seasons and weather, of fruiting and saplings, of growing tall into the sunlight and the cheeky short-lived birds who nest in their branches. Mostly they quietly hum the anthem of the demi-urge!

And then there is this new phenomenon - mankind and urbanization - concrete and control. Sharp little edges and neat little borders - all well intended but missing the wider perspective of nature rambling randomly where it will - for the spirit goes where it will and knows no boundaries. Above all trees are creatures of spirit!

In the deeper dark dwimmer-places Diana still hunts by moonlight and her footprint may yet perhaps be espied upon the woodland pathway by those who would while away a lazy hour within her hallowed haunts.

The trees wait patiently, to them the days are short until concrete and cruelty will pass and be gone.

Crowbard's - the Temple

2007-05-09T02:26:00.000+01:00

Jonty and I were discussing the spiritual temple which seems to have developed around me and my work here in Cooper Gardens; here are a few sketches:-

The dome with the minaret is where I do my spiritual work, much of which is hidden from my consciousness.

The central dome contains our living areas and surrounds the original earth energy vortex that spins in our stair-well .

The dome with the obelisk is over our conservatory or garden-room where we relax.

The colour and character of the temple seem to vary with the kind of work required.

Jonty heped me harmonise the vortex with crystals when it was discordant - we don't get so many 'visitors' getting off at the wrong station now but occasionally I still have to direct a confused spirit away up and to the West.

The wilderness over the way.

2007-05-07T20:27:00.000+01:00

Just over the way from our front door is a small spinney.

The hidden entrance.

Urban landscape yields to nature.

Two steps in and the city has disappeared.

Further in the light is dimmer and greener.

And here where three paths meet is the sacred grove of Diana Tri-via.

Blessed be my beauties!

All shall be well!

Other decorative household items.

2007-05-07T00:30:00.000+01:00

Foxy demonstrating her understanding of 'frenzied activity'!

These blooms only last for a day.

So they are worth another glance!

'Cos they don't half open up quick!

Aqualegia posing as a wallflower!

More bits of our Garden

2007-05-07T00:18:00.000+01:00

South East corner - from side lawn.

Taller version of same view.

Spikey standing guard over the drain-rodding access cover.

Jana modestly guarding our front door.

Potted floral tributes below Jana.

Our bit o' garden

2007-05-03T03:23:00.000+01:00

Jude do keep the garden wholly nice!

Some earlier wands

2007-05-01T20:39:00.000+01:00

1. A wand for defense. (Construction details complex, apposite and with-held).

2. A really lively wand with conic hexagonal moss agate finial and silver chain & moss agate bead pendulum and a black chalcedony hexagonal silvermounted finial bound with white cord in French-hitch.

3. A heavy duty single crystal wand nick-named Thumper because of the recoil (double enders don't seem to do this). Pierced silver end-cap, large quartz hexagonal finial with ruby inclusions. Simple cord wrapped with braided binding ring and loop.

Some of Crowbard's wands

2007-05-01T01:32:00.000+01:00

1. Kyanite and turquoise terminals on bamboo, wound from ends to central Turk's-head in green and ecru hempen cords using French-hitch.
2. Simple turned box-wood baton with cord loop.
3. Kyanite and turquoise terminals on bamboo, wound straight through in French-hitched white cord, overtied with a central gold Turk's-head knot and loop.
4. A broken miniature riding crop with silver and ivory handle fitted with a kyanite terminal.
5. An old antler fid fitted with burnished aluminium stem and marbled hexagonal terminal.
6. Similar wand fitted with tiger's-eye terminal.
7. Copper banded horn handle, burnished aluminium stem part wrapped in maroon moroco leather thread-lashed with jasper hexagonal terminal.
All the above were hand-crafted in due season with appropriate observances for their appointed purposes.

2007-04-29T22:04:00.000+01:00

As promised view of stilleto sheath nearing completion. Not sure about the leather thong work? Tempted to undo it perhaps.

Decided to set the silver eagle the other way up.

Must get more practice with close-up focus.
Decoration details - 3 couples of these little silver-plated copper escutcheons soldered on both forward facing sides of the triangular sectioned scabbard.

Studs, bins, ducks & glim study

2007-04-29T00:40:00.000+01:00

Edwardian mother-of-pearl & gold collar-studs.

Between the wars Colmont of Paris binoculars. You may perhaps notice the Parisian influence in the colour scheme.

These started out as a set of five leather punches - then I found the 'liquify' filter.

Everything has its own inner light by which we may choose to be illuminated - some things, like candles also have an outer light, limiting our choice but increasing our illumination!

Adsum in Absentia

2007-04-28T23:41:00.000+01:00

I saw a Jain sculpture representing the 23rd Tirthankara and was so impessed by the power of the piece, all the more since to Western eyes it was a negative immage. A rectangular slab of brass with a Tirthankara shaped hole in it. I made a virtual picture of it coloured with my emotional response to the experience. I even entered it on the Saatchi gallery 'Showdown' website. I've made about 10 variations on this theme so far.

http://www.saatchi-gallery.co.uk/yourgallery/

Fingz Wot I Dun

2007-04-28T02:17:00.000+01:00

Here are a couple of knives I've put together, the slotted blade had a broken tang and a plastic handle so I made a curved tang to suit a bit of antler, dovetailed the tang into the blade, carved the antler to suit the original cross-piece and finial then bodged the bits together. The slender stiletto is made from a tip which had broken from a fencing foil which I sharpened and added to some scraps of brass which I filed and bent to form and decorated with a silver badge and a chunky emerald that was kicking around the garage. I'm just making a scabbard for the stiletto from oddments of copper and leather.

At a certain age.....

2007-04-26T03:23:00.000+01:00

There was a tradition in India that if and when a man reached 60 he put everything down except his loin-cloth and a small metal bowl and walked off into the future as a sadhu, devoting the rest of his life to things of the spirit. I must say that spiritual matters have been becoming much more significant to me lately. As I accept more and more that I have much less contact or influence with the physical and social realms I find my psychic and spiritual awareness and influence blossoming. Such physical work as I am still able to do is coloured with spiritual intent and numinous overtones and my spiritual exercises are rewarded with rich resonances and positive, meaningful responses.

I have assembled several wands and knives during the past few years and I particularly find the cord-work with its rhythmic and repetitive movements very conducive to the meditative construction of potent blessings for the completed item. Feedback from the new owners of these items would indicate the spiritual efficacy of this work.