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A New Creation Tale For Our Times…

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A Gathering Of The Ladies – Altar Arrangement & Photograph by Toni Roberts

(From time to time, as I look out upon my world, I think: It’s time again for A New Creation Tale. And I dig out a fable I wrote a few years ago during troubled times like these through which we are currently living—although I cannot quite remember any other times in my almost eighty years of life in these United States of America, quite like these “Trump” years.)

 

Part One

Once upon a time, many long eons ago, longer than the human imagination can conjure, there lived on earth a Wise Being. This Wise Being had been roaming the earth for what seemed to Herforever. In fact, the earliest memory the Wise Being had…was that of being a Wise Being roaming the Earth.

Even though the Wise Being was very tired of being alone, She definitely was not lonely, for She had many, many friends scattered throughout the earth; creatures of every imaginable size and nature.

There were the humongous Ice-o-poids of the North who lived in magnificent castles of ice sparkling crystal-like in the midday sun.

In the South were the splendid Maternoids: huge, dusky pulsations of the most pleasant emotions. The Maternoids spent their days and nights in eternal peace; building reflections of their Inner Splendor upon the earth.

The Mentaloids of the East were also friends of the Wise Being. She spent many a moonlit night in the company of these great creatures of Light, Her Mind joined with theirs in glorious and Holy Communion with the Creatress of all there is ever was or can be.

And when in the West, the Wise Being adapted to the ways of the Earthoids; co-existing among them as they worked the raw elements of the earth into magnificent edifices in which to worship the Creatress.

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One day, due to Her great sadness at being alone and one-of-a-kind among all the other earth creatures, the Wise Being decided to journey to the Land of the Creatress in order to request a Companion.

Anything…anything at all that the Wise Being or the earth creatures requested from the Creatress was theirs for the asking. However, it was no simple matter to journey to the Land of the Creatress to make the request.

The Wise Being first reclined upon Her Grand Bed and summoned Her pride of huge, black, panther-like creatures who immediately formed a protective circle around their Mistresses bed. There they would remain—fierce, silent sentinels guarding the flesh Body of their Lady as Her Spirit journeyed far beyond the mental realms.

Confident that Her Body was safe, the Wise Being could now focus all of Her attention upon Her creature friends scattered around the earth. After a short period, She was able to make mental contact with them, explaining to Her beloved creatures that She would be absent from their lives for a short while. The Wise Being’s heart pained as the creatures cried out in alarm, “How will we exist without Your Presence and Wise Counsel?”

The Wise Being assured all Her earth companions that they would manage quite well for the short time of Her absence.

“Although I love all of you most dearly,” She explained, “And I derive the greatest pleasure living among you, something is missing for Me. I watch you as you join in Joyful Holy Union, multiplying your likenesses upon our earth…and I am saddened…for I have no Companion…none of my Kind with whom I may lay and multiply.”

No further explanation was needed. The creatures of the earth told the Wise Being that they most certainly understood Her need. For how could one survive without Joyful Holy Union? They blessed Her and wished Her well on Her journey to the Land of the Creatress of All.

With Her Mind thus freed and cleared of all earthly responsibilities and concerns, the Wise Being began Her journey. She continued envisioning HerSelf moving among Her beloved earth creatures, sharing the beauty of their varied lives and lands. Great joy and love for Her beloved friends welled up within Her Heart. The Wise Being’s vision of the creatures and the beauty of their lands grew so clear and powerful, that a part of Who She Was drifted from Her Body to walk among Her friends—many of whom were able to see Her Presence even though Her Body remained stretched out upon Her Bed under the watchful eyes of her animal protectors.

The Wise Being pushed Her Powers of Imagination further and further; “imaging” a Companion who walked at Her Side as She roamed the far reaches of the earth. She allowed Herself to feel the Love, Joy and Delight emanating from this Magnificent Being of Her Own Creation as She introduced Him to the Sensual Splendors of the earth.

Her Companion finally reached for Hertouched Her

The explosiveness of His Touch was all it took to jar Her Essence free of all earthly constraints.

Thus, began the Wise Being’s Journey to the Land of the Creatress.

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She traveled far into the vast, dark recesses of the multiverse, flying past many strange and unknown worlds which She was sorely tempted to explore. But being the Wise Being that She was, She kept to the goal of Her Journey and did not divert Her Attention to the many temptations along the Way. After soaring through countless realms beyond Time and Space, our Heroine finally arrives at the Throne of the Creatress. The Wise Being knew that She had arrived at Her Destination when She encountered a Light so bright, She could not gaze upon It.

A great voice boomed from the center of the Light: “keeper of the earth, how may We serve you?”

Most Holy One,” the Wise Being responded, “I have come to make a request.”

“Speak up, my child; be assured that whatever you need for our beloved earth and its creatures is yours for the asking.”

“It is not for the earth and its creatures that I come, Most High, but for me.”

“You are at the Source, my daughter, you well know that whatever you desire is immediately available to you. I only caution that you be sure of your desire before you speak it. Remember—The Word is Law.

“My desire…my need is for a CompanionOne of My Kind—with whom I may join in Joyful Holy Union and thus multiply and spread my Likeness throughout the earth as do the creatures.”

“And so, it is done,” the Creatress replied. “Return now to the earth.”

The Wise Being thanked Her Holy Mother and journeyed back to earth; once again having to resist the many diversions of limitless realms on the return trip.

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Upon Her return, there was Her Companion—lying there beside Her. So thrilled and delighted was She—and much to the embarrassment of Her great feline companions—who slinked away unnoticed—the Wise Being began showering Her Companion with greedy kisses and hungry embraces.

After two days and nights of Joyful Holy Union, the Lovers traveled the earth in merry companionship; guiding the earth creatures with renewed love and wisdom as the first civilizations were laid down upon the planet.

The Divine Couple eventually produced four beautiful Daughters from Their many, many, many Joyful Holy Unions.

 

Part Two

One day, as was expected, the Wise Being and Her Consort were summoned by the Creatress. It appeared that the Wise Being’s Work on earth was done. She was now needed in another part of the multiverse to help establish a new world. The Couple left Their four Daughters on earth where each settled in one of the four Lands of the earth, taking an earth creature as mate and companion. The Daughters of the Wise Being and Her Holy Consort subsequently gave birth to many more Daughters, who, in turn, married earth creatures and produced many, many, many more Daughters down through the Ages to this very day.

The earth is now filled with the descendant daughters of the daughters of the Daughters of the Daughters of the Wise Being and Her Holy Consort. They are everywhere. And although you cannot know them by the color of their skin, the shape of their noses or by the languages they speak—for they are of all nations and cultures. Rest assured…they are here among us.

So, fear naught, even as the warriors rant, rave, make war and reign death and destruction upon the earth and its peoples…threatening the very planet with annihilation. Worry not as the military-prison-pharmaceutical-industrial captains defile and pollute our beloved Gaia.

Be at peace and of goodwill during the madness, for the daughters of the Wise Being are rapidly awakening from centuries-long sleep. They are coming into the wisdom, knowledge and understanding of who they are and why they are here-now.

And before irreparable damage can be done, the awakened daughters of the Wise Being will band together, sister with sister in a global network…and guided by Their Ancient Mother, they will restore upon the earth—and upon all its creatures—the Peace, Love, Beauty, Justice and Harmony that prevailed in the beginning…when the Holy Mother reigned

The end…For now…

(Copyright 2013 by Toni Roberts)

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“…Lest Ye Become As Little Children…”

“…Lest Ye Become As Little Children…” Photo by Toni Roberts

Although I am not a Christian, there is much wisdom and advice for us humans in the words of the man, Jesus—one of the mightiest revolutionaries known to humankind. Whether or not an historical Jesus existed—or was a hologram—is beside the point, for he left a roadmap, which if followed, can lead one to experiencing “Heaven on earth.” What do I mean by “Heaven on earth?” Certainly NOT an eternally blissful state of fun, joy, wealth and frolicking through the tulips. And how do I interpret “becoming as a child?”

It was not until I learned through many years of spiritual, emotional, psychological and physical struggle to release all delusion of control and to trust implicitly and totally in a Power greater than my human ego, that my life began to unfold in a more meaningful and effortless way. I am still very much on this journey of learning to surrender my human will and ego to Something or Someone I cannot see, touch, taste, smell or hear. I still struggle with this even after seventy-nine years on this journey of human life on planet earth. I believe that when one finally masters this process of both releasing fear and surrendering to an invisible, barely comprehensible but intelligent Creative Force, one then transcends the flesh and finds oneself in what we refer to as the world of Spirit. Clearly, I am not there yet. However, my foot is far enough in the door to have experienced the difference in my body, mind and life when I am mindful of the fact that I know nothing about nothing and cannot create that which is both worthwhile and lasting in joy and satisfaction by dint of my human mind and efforts alone.

So, to me, “becoming as a child” is that act of release to and trust in an almost parent-like Presence that loves, protects and creates the best possible life for me to live and world in which to live it. I.e., “Heaven on earth.” I am finding that the more I surrender and become childlike in my innocence and trust of this invisible and seemingly invincible Force, the more “Heaven-like” my life becomes. All the disparate pieces begin to fall beautifully into place. Things come together in a magical way, that I, at my most creative, could not even begin to imagine. Part of the difficulty, of course, in this process of learning to trust this Benevolent Intelligence, as a child would trust a parent, is that some of us were raised in a war zone and our parents were abusive and most untrustworthy. One must first work through a process of forgiving one’s flesh parents for they knew not what they did. Surely, they did not make a pack before your birth to do everything in their power and knowledge to destroy you as a human being. So, once one gets over that major hump and experiences the process of forgiving one’s human parents, one is then able to become once more: as a child; trusting and following the lead of this loving, mysterious and inwardly accessed Creative Force that then becomes manifest as the very essence of one’s life and being…as all that one issays…and does

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Reclaim Sex As A Spiritual Act…

Reclaim Sex As A Spiritual Act – Artwork/Photo by Toni Roberts

 

“Goddess” knows I’ve had plenty of sex for sex-sake in the nearly 80 years of my life. And it might seem kind of hypocritical of me to now be preaching about sex and spirituality. But the fact is, it took me many years of oftentimes painful experiences; years of deep introspection; and ultimate unification with my own Sacred Self to realize the true significance and meaning of the sex act. Think about it. What is more intimate than allowing someone into your body? And what is more mind altering than orgasm? We are literally not ourselves as our beings are gripped with this most intense physiological and psychological experience. I have literally left my body while in the throes of orgasmic joy.

 

And this is exactly my point. During orgasm we are the most open, receptive and in the totality of our being than during any other experience. We can and do, literally, leave the moorings of physicality as the soul becomes one with the soul of our partner; providing he too is experiencing the impact of a full body-mind-spirit orgasm. What can be more intimate? And what other opportunities do we have to unite with another being on such a complete and profound level. The only experience that compares with the ecstasy of a mutual orgasm is that of religious ecstasy where one experiences the intensity of flying beyond one’s body into the freedom of the soul and connection with something greater than one’s physical being and consciousness.

 

I have put this to the test. And I reassure you—I do not tell lies—no need to at this stage of my life—that when you are with a partner with whom you are “soul-connected” and not just with some dude (is that even current?) who “turns you on,” the experience of mutual orgasm is beyond the mere pittance of words I can use to describe it. How about OBE? Or have you ever astrally projected…? left your body to explore universes beyond Time Itself? Need I say more?

 

Reclaim Sex as a Spiritual Act and come into the fullness of your Goddess-Hood.  

 

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Remembering The Murders Of Three Great Men…

Golden Sunset – Photo by Toni Roberts

Often in the evening, I sit at my altar before the magnificence of this view to watch the sun as it sets. Last night as I watched the setting sun, I remembered that we were coming up on the anniversary of the murder of Bobby Kennedy on June 5, 1968. Three the good men: Bobby Kennedy, Martin Luther King and President Jack Kennedy all of whom, at a key point in our history, would have most certainly turned the tide of future events (the election of the current President among them). All three of these men were at the verge of bringing real unity to the country in times of great racial upheaval. All three preached a unifying, holistic message. And with the death of the last of these crusaders for peace and equality, the way was made clear for the election of evil (Richard Nixon) into the White House. We have never, as a nation found our way back to the high goals and ideals of these three men. Obama, an African American in a racially divided nation never stood a chance.

And look at who’s leading us now. A hate-filled, hate-spewing, bigoted, sexist, racist, under-educated, blow-hard. The murderous enemies of the Fallen Trinity of Peace and Unification have won. Or so it would appear. Those who pull the “behind-the-scene-strings” have us exactly where they need us to remain: hating one another; racially and religiously divided; and unwilling or unable to listen to each other. Just look at us. Let us take a long, hard look at ourselves. Are we not individually and collectively better than this?

What are We, the People, going to do now? How long will we remain blind sheep following the hatred-spewing messages of those leading us to our own slaughter? And to the death of all that is good and holy and honorable in this nation. How long will we sleep walk as we are led by evil into the death of a nation that still has the potential of serving as a shining example to the rest of the world of a united people. United not by skin color, ethnicity or religion but by our common humanity.  In the final analysis, this is still—although perhaps not for long—a democracy…for, by and of the people.

And so, the next move is up to us, the people. We can still make this nation a shining example of peace, justice, unity and love in memory of three truly great men: President John Kennedy, Prophet Martin Luther King and most the honorable, Senator Bobby Kennedy; the blood of all three sacrificed at the altar of Evil.

Our only remaining powers are: (1) the exercise of our right to VOTE in the next elections (2) to encourage every eighteen-year-old we know to VOTE (3) those of you who are so inclined…run for office in your community. Let us change the face of politics.

Life On The River…

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Life On The River – Photo by Toni Roberts

Enhance the beauty of your living space with a photograph that captures the peaceful tranquility of life on the Hutchinson River and Long Island Sound, NYC.

I share my exquisite view with you.

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A Bit Of Wisdom From Poet, THETA BURKE…

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Portrait of the Artist – Collage/Photo by Toni Roberts

 

I was going through my bookcases earlier today in search of a book that I did not find. Instead, I came upon an old, yellowed book of poetry: SOUNDS OF YOURSELF by Theta Burke. (Copyright 1977 by Theta Burke. Publisher: Delafield Press.) I had made a notation on the title page that the book was a gift from…either Larry or Surry in May of 1979. My handwriting is abominable and my memory not much better for I remember neither a Larry nor a Surry. My apologies to whomever it was who obviously knew my spirit so well.

The poet speaks to my heart. It’s as if her thoughts and words were lifted from my own soul. I hope you get the same pleasure as I from Ms. Burke’s deep understanding of this journey we share as human beings. You will be seeing more of her work in future blogs.

The following poem is from the last section of the book entitled: CONTEMPLATION. I dedicate it to all of you seekers of eternal youth.

Sometimes it appears

that concern with the accumulation of years

is more prevalent with those

who have sought gratification

from physical attributes

and fear their deterioration.

 

They are ageless

whose beauty of mind

has properly assigned priorities

so that the  passing of the years

only adds facets

which contribute to the richness of the glow.”

 

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Today, I Surrender…

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Yemaya! Mother of the Fishes – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

my need to

UNDERSTAND

my need to make

ORDER

out

of

CHAOS

 

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Today’s Lesson…

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Virgin Mary With Child; African Prototype – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

FREEDOM

is

not

LICENSE

 

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In This Season Of Change…

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La Madonna – Photo by Toni Roberts

I am learning to let

uncertainty

be

and to

maintain

resilience and flexibility

as the sands of time

shift

beneath

my

feet

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How I’ve Maintained My Size 12 Figure For The Past 4 Decades…

Happiness – Healing Altar Series  – Photo by Toni Roberts

It’s all about my attitude towards food.

The only reason I eat is to maintain a healthy and useful body for as long as my Soul needs it’s “flesh suit” to navigate this third dimension.

And that will be for as long as SPIRIT needs the Soul to do ITS Work.

Food is neither my lover nor my emotional comfort in times of pain.

Nor is it a substitute for the understanding and acceptance of my life and self as they are. For understanding and acceptance…I go to SPIRIT…not food.

 

However…being the imperfect human that I am, there are times that I fall out-of-balance; become unglued and off-center. Those are the times I find myself living to eat instead of eating to live…I wake up one day realizing that the chocolate chip cookies and brownies to which I’ve been addicted for the past month or so…have taken the place of reaching out and giving…rather than seeking

I then wake up again and turn away from self-involvementself-interestsself-gratificationwhat I wantwhat I need

I turn once again to seeking how I may give…whom I can serveright now...right herewith who I am and what I currently possess

It is then that the hungry monster that demands appeasement with comfort foods and sweets disappears. And I continue eating to live…living to give

 

And that is how I’ve arrived at age 79, wearing the same size 12, that I did at age 40…and if I may add…a pretty fit and healthy 79 year old size 12…

 

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