"The Farm" April 1, 2024

In my capacity as Hermes Teslagestus I find myself giving rides to students from the prestigious Stanford University within the territories of Palo Alto.  Here more and more  the aka of the tree of life shows up, playing out in the karmic impressions that define the names of the places.

I have the sense that I am in the right place and in right service, escorting the students of hte New World in both body and mind across the many realms of the Mythica.  I learn that their mascot is a Tree, apropos for the underlying educational framework of Into the Mythica and the confluence of my arrival here in synchronicity on the Quest.

The aka of the stars – tree of life is so strong here, her presence permeating the vibrational substance of Palo Alto.  There is an air of academic excellence, of school spirit and bright learning that moves through the grounds of Stanford that I feel as I perform my sacred function, bringing the people from one place to another in the realms of the stars and the soil.

She is called the "wind of freedom", and I feel it, flush with the aka of Palo Alto and the energies of the new world.

There are so many bright minds here.  So many timelines carrying the codes of consciousness for the new earth.

It is the aura of the intelligence that romances me. The streets, named after people of philosophical or anthropological interest, you should come, and it pushes OK.