|Water color of Spirit image I saw on instructional vision journey many moons ago.|
Spirit Manifestation in a shared dimension of time and space cohesive, coherent,collaborative.
A different sense is being appealed to.
Things are not seen or heard as they commonly are,
authentic phantoms,or episodic hallucinations, religious mysticism .
Mutable properties of sound and light, unperceived between the beats of the rhythm and the flow.
Contact -conjuring- confirmation
confuse control communication conflict
cunning creative conjunction concept
community comfort creed context
The differences between a delusion and a spiritual vision are often revealed, by what , and how the situation is described.
Is the Vision-Voice directing,influencing action, is there threat of consequence?
a perceived need to prove loyalty?
To deny or denounce? commitment and contract?
I have been cultured to promote the appreciation and gratitude for what has been given , to try to show respect and honor for the continuance of the Tradition of Good Will- Learning. My Priestly Craft.
The guided meditation process and practice shared in the Clergy Order is a reminder,
My original proto prayer of childhood was not one of thanks, but of inquiry.- seeking guidance .
My Wild Cry of Help!
Please give me a sign!
Tell Me what to do!
Perhaps the most Pagan Truth is that the forms , shapes and descriptions of Spirit Allies changes continuously.
Being able to discriminate between the common, and the uncommon occurrence or event is more important than associations and attributes we learn to apply to them.
critical concern collapse unconventionally close
Continuity in coincidence.
Case of the Class of contacts, called ," Court of the Sky", by Clergy.
claims, connections,disks and Moons, call for prayer.
My One Illustration, above of Vision from the Order practice, that I seldom put into words.
Weird Winged Conscious Cloud Witness
Complexity of minutia associations,relationships and strange connectivity beyond physical knowing.
Hard to describe .
My Son tells Me to hold out My hand,
so he can use his augmented reality app game on his phone,
to take a picture of Me ,
in the car, at the grocery store,
with a character I recognized by name,
from the old card game,
We played when He was a child.
Collecting cartoon characters for competition,
one of My Favorites, a rare flying psychic type.
It evolves into something that reminds Me of something,
from Carlos Castaneda books I read, when I was my Son's age.
I did not see it, but it was with Me.
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