I only wanted to go to one place while sightseeing in London: The British Museum to see the John Dee exhibit.
John Dee was a powerful magician and court astronomer/personal advisor to Queen Elizabeth I.
He did tremendous work in building a bridge of communication directly with the Hierarchy of Light.
Much of It Is still beyond comprehension, but his work has become the basis of a larg part of my personal daily spiritual practice; thanks to the lineage that the Modern Mystery School has kept pure and Intact for thousands of years.
When I saw it, my eye filled with tears.
Working with spirit, you learn to depend more on your intuitive senses than your physical ones.
You learn very quickly that just because something can’t be see, touched, tasted or smelled; doesn’t mean it isn’t real.
In fact, the realest of the real are things your CAN’T perceive physically.
You learn that magick is real.
It’s happening all the time.
And that YOU (yes, you) have the ability to MAKE MAGICK.
Faith starts to slip away and be replaced by KNOWING.
I’ve had enough direct experience in my life to KNOW that magick is real, to KNOW that God is real, and KNOW that I am intimately entwined with all of it.
So even though I know it’s real,
seeing it
real
in the physical.
It hit me.
Something that so much of my life, so much of what is good and beautiful about me and my life, and my ability to bring it about, is sitting right there, encased in glass.
I cried and I connected.
I prayed and I gave thanks.
I opened myself to receive and I allowed a flood to pour out of my heart.
It changed me.
It has all changed me, and will continue to change me.
For good.
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