Cancer/ Moon Child/ Dreamer
Which came first, the pictures or the words? The pictures always have, of course, they are what our imaginations expand upon, dream about, build upon, and cherish. When we are so full of the promise of what our senses have experienced, we must, needs, share the visions. Sometimes because it is a blessing, that we feel so strongly about, that we think we will ultimately burst without letting the whole world know about it, sometimes it is a curse that we must blow out in order to keep from destroying ourselves with its dark and ominous sensations of fear and panic. These feelings can only be expressed in words, for the mind is our release valve which funnels through the power of verbal enunciation. The effects are as powerful as the senses of the heart, and they carry further than the beat of this rhythmic natural drum beat, as they are expressed in a language that vibrates in such a way that all can comprehend. The words are not instinctual, they are thoughtful, and they carry judgement, experience, responsibility, and the knowledge of the person who is expressing them.
Every day as I dress to go out into the world, I anoint myself with oil, and as I say my prayers, I remember what my Mother told me when I was a child, and I repeat these words aloud as I draw out the symbols for Mercury, the Messenger of the Gods, and the ruler of both Gemini and Virgo, the Moon, and the Sun, and
these of course the carrier of the words; "Careful of your words, make them nice and sweet, for some day your words, you may have to eat." Powerful in it's base simplicity. I try my best to not only keep it's meaning in my memory, but to also practice it by always being aware of what I say at all times, and to whom.
I feel that words are the most important things in the world, and that their effect upon our surroundings cannot be expressed or impressed upon too much. We really are what we eat, on all levels, mentally, spiritually, emotionally, physically, and infinitely.
Our thoughts are based upon what we see, feel, know, and experience to be true to us personally, and our
mental processes with their many corridors of the mind's libraries, filled with literally billions of filed away memories, are our blueprints upon which we build our lives.
The things that nurture us, the things that we do, believe, create, and feel, are the basis of our mental processes, and this is where art or pictures become prominent in the world. Music is filtered into this as well as the effects of the cords and notes. Sound is as much, if not more, than a word can ever be, combined with the words in harmony, the feelings and, or, emotions expressed, become the world in which we personally, physically live, while building a life. We have the option of filtering what we allow into our personal space. This place is sacred. It boggles the mind how much effort and time, we put into charging and recreating our mental-emotional, spiritual-physical bodies, and how little attention is paid to the surreal effect that our environment in it's totality has upon our overall beings.
Vibrations are around us at all times, and some of them cannot be censored, this is a given. We live where we are, coming to an understanding of the compromises we must make in these instances, however, we do have choices, unfortunately, for the most part our steady diet as a conglomeration is "junk food" for thought and vibration.
Remember the commercial that said, "Is it real or is it Lennorex?" Sound shattered the glass. We are no different. What is your personal level of "noise" pollution, and what can you do to change it? It does matter, a lot, what you allow into your personal space, the obvious is a no brainer. "You are what you eat."