"The Temple of Story / The Emerald City" – October 22, 2018

2018-10-22

Winter continues to creep inward as our stay at Wynden Keep continues …

We continue to forge our way across the realms of Value with constant invocation to break free of the limitation blocking us from receiving the abundance and prosperity that is our birthright. Using every available option, we ride with Satysha and Ayeden of clan Wynden into towne in the mornings, paying for the bus when we can, riding in Trust when we can’t …

The Enchanted Gypsy

It has become too cold to sleep in the tents outside. Recognizing the parked roadship of Moss and Pixie, fellow avatars of Faerie, I inquire as to whether we can use this as a shelter from the winter rain. True to their wellspring of graciousness and true family, Jesse & Raven check in with the owners, who grant us access.

We work diligently, moving the boards and unfinished woodworks about the vehicle as slowly but surely a functional living space emerges. The metal walls of the bus provide some insulation from the cold, as Jesse grants us a portable heater and we make effort to close off the space with hanging blankets so that we can function.

It is a difficult time. We have been within the graciousness of our allies for so very long, and they are wanting their space within the household. Not wishing to offend, we spend most of our time on the bus, constantly working on the Mythica and performing invocations to manifest our way to the abundance and prosperity needed to escape the approaching chill.

Still, I place the effigy of the Gaia on the boards, my personal travelling altar, reminding me of the mission we undertake in service to the Awakening.

Discovering the Temple

Joy fills me as we enter the Temple of Story. I can feel the pages whispering to me, radiant with the prana of Story, rejuvenating me …

My communion with the Lady of Stories is so strong here in this place of books and paper.

As I look down, feeling the spiral of the staircase and the knowledge contained, I have the sense of looking into the Universe, into the Great Author behind all stories, endlessly spiraling through the pages of time and space.

THe potency of the ElfQuest is deep in the Mythica, made of the same mythos which gives rise to elvish nations as they manifest through the surface world. It is a telling I feel will be particularly resonant with Yeshua’s essence, so I suggest he discover them here in the temple.

The Inner Sanctum

The kind acolytes of the library reveal to us that with a library card we shall be able to access an upstairs media lab with which to work on our project. Using the internet in the space, we discover that we can create a mailbox in towne, using it to provide proof-of-address and thus gain the card.

This leads us to the ‘White Bird clinic’ one of a number of services to help the destitute and homeless of the Emerald City …

As I hold the library card, a sense of resonance with Lady Story flushes through me, filling me with Hope on the Quest. Here, amongst the books and Stories, I am Home. In my place of power. That the card is emblazoned with the starscape of the akasha is not lost on me, realmsign of our recognition on the Quest by the Divine.

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Walking through the streets of the Emerald City, I continue to draw strength and mana from the aina, the sacred trees granting me anchoring and grounding on the Quest …

AT LAST we see a solid proof of the manifestation arts that gives us easement as we discover the media lab at the top of the library which contains a pair of desktop computers with twin screens and a thunderous internet connection, deeply actualizing our work! Here, we continue the shaping of the Storybooks, feeling into the shapes and sizes of how it wants to be presented. Like all the aspects of the Mythica, it is a constant divination, a dance of listening and applying, of feeling into whatever we have access to at any moment.