Marathoners on their last leg, or anyone pushing through walls of self-imposed limitation experience an euphoria, the "runner's high". We live for those ecstatic thrills induced by extreme pleasure, while being absorbed by one or by an orchestral interplay of all five senses, the spirit-mind-body troika intensified.

ENDORPHINATION is so much more
than an organic, neurotransmitter cocktail of stimulated peptide hormones.

Wednesday, May 1, 2013



The "Seven Sisters" stellium star-cluster, The Pleiades, rises at dawn heralding the mid-point of Spring. Suspended amidst "no time", the curtain that separates center stage 3D theatre from the cues whispered from the telluric realm is lifted.

The Nature Spirits---the devas and faeries, the flora and fauna---are communicating; yet, how can anyone hear what's being sung when the entire Globe Theatre is engaged in dangling conversations. The blanket of static white noise that is techno-generated by "random talk without meaningful contents" shows a rude lack of phylogenetic patterns---it's a wall of sound without distinction screaming loudly toward the brink of extinction.

Beltane is a preternatural celebration of the Tree of Life, the representational phylogenetic trunk from which organisms, ALL organisms in the biosphere are related, connected---yes, even humanity. We are traversing the Eclipse Season when more veils are lifted disclosing what's been hidden before. As we ignite the Beltane bonfire, may it signify the Violet Flame of transmutation. The lower frequencies of opaque shadows are piled onto the pyre. And, the dross of delusion and deceit that cloak our true Nature are burned away lighting the night sky with emblematic embers of our astral home.

The once inescapable white noise will transmutate into "the infinite repetition of pattern in Nature---its immensity through sustained pure harmonies".


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