A young witch, who was part of an all female group wanting to pick my brain for information, befriended me. There is the need for Knowledge, a key, and for some the necessity to know of all others out in the territories who may possess the knowledge. It is a reward for some of these groups to incorporate your distinctiveness to their particular group. Often it is done by force, like opening an acorn. If they are successful, they gain a tactical victory over the vanquished. Little do they realize that all knowledge is free to all who ask the proper questions and give to receive. Yet some will try and take without paying a duty, and it is stealing. There have been times when I was willing to allow certain people to walk through my soul. Little do those people realize that the glimpse they may get is nothing compared to whole. Even then it is a waste of energy because to the ones who would be able to utilize the knowledge, do not need to get it from others.
It is sometimes enjoyable to tease and to resist the tapping in on my frequency because the people try to do it open a channel to themselves and most often actually reveal so much more than what they try and gain by using the ethers. If they would ask in the normal manner they will learn much more than by trying to download my thoughts. One such time was when a novice tried to drug me with psycadelic mushrooms, by the end she only had a sever headache and became very frighten of the dark.
Another Passage into Misdirection
It is the age of information and so much of the things we hear are falsehoods and lies to misdirect everyone while hiding the truth. Usually hiding the truth means that there is either money being taken or someone is hiding a perversion of his or her own greed. Yet everywhere someone is claiming they are truthful or have found some ancient wisdom revealing the truth of life. I encounter one such group in the east. This coven introduced me to their secret manuscript and welcomed me into them for joining.
I am always the optimist and welcomed my new friends with opened arms, and more importantly I was very eager to hear and learn of their traditions. Based in ritual and the observance of the laws of nature I was profoundly changed and influence for some time until I read the book of law. It was written long ago by the high priestess of the order. So one they and I should admire and look up to for inspiration. In old age I could tell she was once a beauty, and carried the dignity for profound thought. I was honored that this group felt me worthy to reveal their secret onto me. I read in earnest but there were the glaring contradictions in their laws of influence, the laws of power and what I have learned from nature.
I hide my concerns from the others, but my doubt began to grow, and with doubt a person can no longer control the elements, or the emotions of ritual activity. I had to stop my training. The very instant I withdrew my training my synergy connection was severed and the others became suspicious of my activities. I told them I had to leave the compound for supplies, which was plausible enough for the moment but what would happen when I returned. I left that day and it was a two-day journey into town. Once there I found a church so that I could regroup my senses and turn my thoughts onto information I knew was true and unconnected to the group. It was as if a large blanket covered me from cold when I entered into the library of the temple. There I was reading children stories and a fable. It then occurred to me why I felt so uncomfortable back in the compound, and why all my energy was working against me, it was the book of laws. It was altered in its inscription. The High priestess changed certain aspects of the laws to cover-up the real truth so that the un-initiated could not follow unless they received personal training form her or her immediate disciples. The coven had been operating under false pretenses and even though it was well established, the book they followed was over 7 generations old. The knowledge they sought was filtered and they have been only been established for 30years.
I now had to tell someone so that they could correct the chapters, and rewrite the book. If they did so we could truly uncover certain mysteries and our training would continue. I left the church re-energized and started my journey back. It had been four days and their influence had whined, but then on the fifth day I released I might not be welcomed back. The things I rediscovered might be considered blasphemy; even in a coven there are rules and certain hierarchy that are not to be crossed. Especially from an outsider or a neophyte as I was label by them in my training. Little to their knowledge I was not new to training and in other circles I would have been considered a master. I personally never put much stock into the hierarchal levels of training because in the end we never stop learning, and we never stop training. In most groups there has to be an order and in most orders there are hierarchies.
My approach was never subtle, and I decided to talk with two of my roommates about my discoveries and the debate that ensued was heated, and the fallout sever. I picked a chapter in the book that involved the tarot and the elements. It had to do with the nature of Air/Fire, and Wands/Swords. In my experiences and in fables told of old there exists the ‘winds of change.’ Everywhere it is accepted that when the air is heavy or stale at some point in time wind will come and cleanse the area. In the heat of summer thunderstorms are preceded by wind prior to the cool effect of rain. Always in the tarot wands present a change of conditions. In the orient when wind passes through a rod or wand sound is created and wind then has the ability of sound and song. They then agreed that in nature these truths are accepted. I pointed to their book of laws that assigns wands to the forces of Fire. I looked at them this cannot be true. They looked stunned, but I continued. Their book of laws also states that Swords are the nature of Air. I then explained that without fire there couldn’t be swords. It was fire that brought the Sword into existence when raw ore was smelted and forged. Only fire can weld its nature. Swords in the tarot are a sign of strife and of violent disruptions, and again only fire can cause this strife. When a pot of water is put on top of an open flame it begins to move, and the water is disturb from its restful state. Now if the fire under the water is continued than it begins to boil which is strife and can cause the water to evaporate out of existence.
Gavin stood up in protest, the book of law is absolute, and cannot be wrong or changed. I will report you for your transgressions. He left the room. I turn to Gabrielle and asked her what she thought of my discoveries. She was saddened and almost in tears. It just can’t be. We have followed the book without question. It is the foundation for our beliefs. This will change everything. I told no, it doesn’t change anything other than that our analogy for thought are altered. We can continue the traditions and the rituals, but now we have a more precise understanding of how they work. She said no, that can’t be right. If the law is wrong then all of the rituals are wrong. If the rituals are wrong then the outcome is wrong. I countered that the outcome is only diluted from the misunderstanding in the use of force. Now that we have the knowledge, and correct understanding the ritual can be used but only the results will be much more powerful. The ignorant are not persecuted for being ignorant. They are coddled like a child would be until it grows up through learning. We are all ignorant in the eyes of the knowing, and then when we discover our shortcomings we are smiled upon as if finally we have arrived. Gabrielle stopped crying, though sad she started to comprehend that her beliefs are only adjusted not altered. We were both forced to leave the coven.
Again, I moved on looking for others who honored truth and learning like I do. I still feel optimistic that a light does shine in this darkness that is falling upon our earth. I do embrace the nature of this age we live in only the truth is getting harder to find.
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