Tag Archive: The truth


Maybe the words were never written in the sands
But hidden in plain sight for all to see
Recorded and enscribed in stone
For future generations to decode

The truths of life have always been displayed
Dealt out to us by that giant hand whom deals our fate
Turn over just one card for destinies big reveal
Or leave the cards face down; fate unknown

The Old Ones have left the clues
Have entrusted truths in safe hands
Secrets kept by those whom walk the path
Yet truth often bound in myth, is never beautiful

The vast libraries of ancient words
Depict a past untold
Foretell of a future unwritten
Words to heed

False trails laid by a false church and crown
Dead ends and smoke screens
Laws and taxation to control the masses
Barbed words and lies become the norm, the truth obscurer

Why then walk in darkness?
Why wear the hoodwink?
Why accept the ropes tied tight?
Why live without honour, why abandon truth?

Mankind, born from darkness and into darkness sinks
Born blind to live blind
The words of The Messenger ring hollow
Truth found at last, revealed in the darkness of the dying breath

It always was a prison planet, god fodder no less
Free-will, free-choice, but an illusion
Ego-derived lives give fuel to the giant illusion
Crushing the giant awakening in its tracks

Yet words can be re-written, the hand of fate slighted
The many become the few, the chains can break
The words are there, the truth is there, hidden under the rock of lies
The candle in the darkness sees all

 

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‘The Keeper of Scrolls’ April 2018

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The Neville Crest at Newport Minster

QUEST TWENTYFOUR: MARCH 2018. It was a very cold and wintery day as we journeyed over to the Isle of Wight on Quest 24. Amazingly though, and i guess because most folks were house bound and heeding the weather warnings, the journey was swift and without incident. with even the ferry ride being calm. However upon landing on the island the weather set in and snow and ice gave a serene beauty to the already stunning countryside.

 

 

Leaving Plymouth and arriving on the snow-bound Isle of Wight

DAY ONE AND TWO: Timeless snowscenes at Newport Minster, Carisbrooke Priory, St Mary the Virgin Church, Carrisbrooke, the slopes of Carrisbrooke Castle and the United Reformed Church, Shanklin. Today was a day of simply enjoying the stunning views and taking photos; most churches and venues we had planned to visit were shut with folks staying wisely at home apart from those brave souls who were braving the snow covered slopes of Carrisbrooke Castle with sledges in tow! We slithered and slipped our way though the day, braving a few very slippery slopes and icy roads but certainly made the most of it!

Reading on through this quest; some churches were kindly opened to us for a second visit and for that we thank all concerned; more detailed accounts are to be found by scrolling through. However those not opened to us are/were still very much a part of this quest and the reason we are doing them. All churches are part of a metaphysical/physical sacred alignment, all are ‘perfect points in time’: all tell a story of the past, present and future, all are a part of a whole truth and a part of the path we follow…

 

 

Newport Minster; picturesque in the snow

 

 

Serene snow-covered views: Carisbrook Abbey, showing the Neville Sheild and brave sous sledging on Carisbrook Castle slopes <click on all images to enlarge>

 

 

The Parish and Priory Church of St Mary the Virgin, Carisbrook looking stunning covered in snow.

 

 

The timelessness of a snow covered Carisbrook and an ‘orb’ just outside the church. <click to enlarge>

 

 

The United Reformed Church, Shanklin in a timeless snow covered setting..

DAY THREE: St Mary the Virgin, Carisbrooke: So on our second visit to this church, which sits high on a hilltop with commanding views over the town, we were thankfully able to gain access. The parish of Carisbrooke is one of the largest on the island in both size and population and also one of the oldest. Carisbrooke Church is considered to be ‘the most important ecclesiastical building on the Isle of Wight’. The church is mentioned in the Domesday Book and the present nave of the church was built in 1070 as decreed by William Fitz-Osbert who was governor of the island. It was originally attached to the Priory of St Mary the Virgin, which was occupied by monks from the Abbey of Lyra (now Lire) in Normandy. The noble tower, the crowing glory of the church (photos seen above), was erected fifty five years after the dissolution of the monastry. Later still are the two large windows of the north wall which date from the sixteenth century when Bishop Fox  held the see of Winchester. His rebus, a fox is carved on one of the label stops. Much more on the history can be found by following the link below:-

http://carisbrookestmary.org.uk/history/

 

 

Beautiful artworks within the church include a window showing ‘The Lamb of God’ pointing to a strong Templar influence, the Neville shield indicating the bloodline movement, the other two shields, when merged represent ‘Temperence’ and ‘Fortitude’. the statue of the madonna and child by John Skelton in 1969 and some very unusual carvings of a Sumerian nature…

The Bloodline links of interest here are:-

  • Penelope Fordham (1838-1879) Granddaughter of Edward King Fordam of Hertfordshire. She was born in Godshill and died in Godshill

All Saints Church, Godshill: The Church of the Lily Cross…. Where the Four Points Meet: Just as the name would suggest, this is an amazing church, set atop a sacred mound that rises above a very pretty and historic town. The earliest church at Godshill was built in the Saxon period, possible during the reign of Edward the Confessor, but the current church is is almost entirely 15th century and built by the monks of the Sheen Priory. The hill on which the church stands was the site of pagan worship long before christianity reached the Isle of Wight. All Saints is the largest medieval church on the island and one of the most visited and photographed, which is partly due to the treasure, found inside the church, of a 15th century wall painting of Christ crucified on a lily; a very Templar symbol.

 

 

The Lily Cross, or as it was formely known, ‘The Budding Cross’ is to be found painted on the east wall of the south transept and although this areas was locked up i did manage some shots through the bars. Although there are similar depictions in Europe, this is the only ‘Lily Cross’ in Britain and dates from the middle of the 15th century. Sadly during the Reformation the painting was white-washed several times; though we dont know if this was to preserve it or destroy it. t was only rediscovered in the 19th century and carefully cleaned and is now amazingly clear and brightly coloured

 

 

The Lily Cross’ and the entrance to where it is displayed <please click on images to enlarge>

I know that there is much more to the significance and meaning of The Lily Cross, yet it is very hard to find any indepth explanations but this below, together with a christian symbolism of the lily, is the nearest i could get to any thing that had a bite to it. So for the moment Godshill is keeping its secrets…

http://www.paintedchurch.org/godshill.htm

 

For a more detailed tour around the church with an explanation of the importance of the church, it’s symbolism and Templar connections please see our link to our youtube channel.

Godshill Church, the Isle of Wight

Always looking around with eagle-eyes, i was very pleased to see this significant symbol enscribed on the wall of the entrance porch of this ancient church, as it meant a lot to see it there, on The Church of the Lily Cross. Not as commonly thought, the Awen symbol, as significantly older with a deeper meaning; a footprint on the sands of time carved into the fabric of reality….

 

 

 

 

The above photos show the Knight Templar connection, the Judaic connection of two cherub statues, the ‘Gatekeeper’ statue, together with the mother and child that indicate a full Templar layout to the church (relating to Wisdom, Strength and Beauty). Our video explains much more… <click on photos to enlarge>

https://godshillparish.co.uk/history.php

http://www.genuki.org.uk/big/eng/HAM/IOW/Godshill

The Bloodline Connections here are:-

  • John Peter Fordham 1810 – 1846 (3 X Great Grand Uncle to our head researcher)
  • George Albert Neville 1914 – 1989 (Grand Uncle to our head researcher)
  • Penelope Amelia Fordham 1838 – 1879 (Granddaughter to Edward King Fordham)
  • Lily May Clarke 1905 – 1994 (Great Grand Aunt to our head researcher)
  • Frank Albert Bartram 1883 – 1962 (Great Grand Uncle to our head researcher)

 

The Four Major Physical and Metaphysical lines of our quests all come together here at Godshill. So we have the Neville line, the Fordham line, the Clarke line amd the Bartram line ie “Where the Four Points Meet”…

 

You can read much more about the church and its treasures by following the links below:-

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/All_Saints’_Church,_Godshill

http://www.britainexpress.com/counties/wight/churches/godshill.htm

 

St Lawrence, Vetnor: Being a pilgrim on the earthly plane is what a journey is all about; each step taken with intent and mindfulness, tuning into the physical and the metaphysical. As with our quests, very much of the metaphysical as well as the physical and being pilgrims in time treading the earthly plane…

 

 

A gorgeous and tiny, tiny ancient church, Parish of St Lawrence on the Isle of Wight, on a hilltop as per usual and overlooking a rugged landscape down to the sea.. Still used today and still visited by pilgrims as the two seeking refuge from the cold on this particular day. Small but with some very interesting treasures to be found inside with deep meanings….
I can imagine in days past, pilgrims making their way along a dirt track, with the cold wind blowing their cloaks around them; and this the only shelter for miles around….
Visiting these sites bring history and our past alive and one gets a true sense of walking with our ancestors. I dunno, just being there made me connect like a point on a circuit board and think of these things.

 

 

So tiny, yet very beautiful in a very simplistic yet spiritual way for centuries used by pilgrims and Templars alike; often one and the same…

St Lawrence, which is much older than Ventnor, is a village found on the south side of the Isle of Wight, west of Ventnor which many do consider to be a part of the town. St Lawrence is situated on the undercliff, where it is subject to frequent landslides. In the 19th century, St Lawrence was the subject of am ambitious plan to develope the village as a resort to rival Ventnor by a German developer named William Spindler, a man who had made his fortune as a chemist in Berlin and who lived on the island from 1881 to his ndeath 1889 amd subsequent burial at Whitwell. he did have enormous influence as a developer but most of his projects have now fallen prey to the ravages of time.

The small St Lawrences Church at Ventnor, dates from the 12th century and is one of three churches in St Lawrence and is easily missed and not the church that the tourists make a bee-line for with the Pre-Raphalite windows. This infact is the church that really matters; it is tiny and simple yet exudes it’s history, with some of the artifacts being very special indeed. Before the addition of a chancel in 1830, it was only 25 feet long and 11 feet wide and was considered the smallest church in England. It has a 15th century baptismal font,  a stoup that is about 500 years old and a series of 18th century hat pegs. The piscina niche is almost the same age as the church. The ‘Jesus’ is shown in beautiful red robes and wearing the garnet stone; the significance of which, within various ‘inner’ Craft circles, goes deep and powerful.

 

 

The ‘Jesus’ wearing the significant garnet stone around his neck, the open bible, the Neville shield, the list of past ‘bloodline’ rectors and the ancient wooden carving <click to enlarge>

Bloodline connections here are:

  • Lily May Clarke 1905 – 1994 (Great Grand Aunt to our head researcher)
  • Brent R. R. Neville; a rector here in 1902 (ancestor of our head researcher)
  • Edward S. Bartrum; a rector here in 1912 (ancestor of our head researcher)

For a full tour around this wonderful little church in Ventnor and to catch up on a snowy scene from outside Carrisbrooke church, please se our link:-

Carrisbrooke & Ventor on the Isle of Wight

https://www.britishlistedbuildings.co.uk/101225276-old-church-of-st-lawrence-ventnor

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Lawrence,_Isle_of_Wight

 

St Andrew, Chale: It had turned into a wet and rainy day, yet the journey was very worth it as this church proved to be a treasure trove of surprises.This medievil church is in the parish of Chale on the Isle of Wight and was founded by Hugh Gendon in 1114 when it was dedicated to St Andrew, though the present day church dates from the 14th century. Originally it was a Catholic church, but on the reformation it became part of the Church of England where for 900 years services have been held in St Andrew’s and in those years the church has been extended many times, with the tower being added in the 15th century. Read more about the church below:-

https://www.chalebayfarm.co.uk/st-andrews/

 

 

The church’s dedication to St Andrew has been explained in three ways. Firstly, St Andrew was a fisherman and fishing played an important part in this coastal community. Secondly, it could have been named after the man who paid to have it built. Another explanation is that the closest saint’s day to that on which it was dedicated is St Andrew’s. There is no evidence to give any of these explanations greater probability.  St. Andrew’s, although high above the sea, is exposed to the wind. The stonework is dotted with lichens; these are evidence of the purity of the air, which is damp enough to cover some stones very thickly.

 

 

Inside the church are some beautiful artifacts and windows that tell a tale or two of a history not generally know to the public. <click on an image to enlarge>

 

 

The ‘Angelic’ beings around the altar are interesting (all being slightly different) and relating to the ‘four pillars’ A more detail explanation can be found in the video below…

 

 

The stained-glass windows show symbols with meanings that go beyond what is percieved as a ‘christian’ church, especially the window depicting ‘The Scribes’ with the full Enochian symbolism in view, which will once again cause one to pause, to consider the true roots/routes of what we know as ‘christianity….  <click to enlarge>

 

The Bloodline Connections here are:

  • John Wright Neville, 1845 – 1878 (1st cousin 3 x removed to our head researcher)

 

Christ Church, Totland, Alum Bay: This church is in the Isle of Wight Deanery and the Diocese of Portsmouth. It is the western most parish in the Diocese and includes the tourist attractions of Colwell Bay, The Needles, Alum Bay and Tennyson Down.  Although the church is located at the geographical centre of the parish, the heart of the village is nearly half a mile down the hill at the site of the church hall.  It is situated in an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty and the church itself has a beautiful and tranquil burial ground in a very natural and peaceful setting.

 

The parish of Totland Bay was formed in 1875 out of the parish of Freshwater and includes the famous Needles Rocks and Lighthouse. That the legal formalities were carried through satisfactorily was mainly due to the Revd Christopher Bowen, MA, a resident who most generously gave the land necessary for the church, churchyard, vicarage house and school. To him and his friends we are also indebted for “their energy and patient efforts” in connection with “the building and consecration” of the church. In recent years the vicars of Totland Bay have also acted as honorary chaplains to the keepers of the lighthouse. In 1869 a temporary church of wood was erected opposite the present parish church where it stood until the latter, begun in 1874, was finished a year later. It was then re-erected on the beach and for a time served as the village reading room and library. It now belongs to the Totland Bay Hotel and Pier Co, and serves as annexe to the hotel.

Inside, the church is fairly and surpringly spacious, though to be honest, many of the original artifacts are no longer there and sadly the church has lost much of its original ‘energies‘. It does however have some very nice stained glass windows, and on the outside wall before the main entrance, a rather lovely and prominent carving of ‘The Lamb of God‘ (the Agnus Dei)

 

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Follow the link below to see more photos and to read much more on the history of Christ Church: http://christchurchtotland.org.uk/about-us/

The Bloodline Connections here are:

  • James Fordham 1857 – 1881: Great grandson of Edward King Fordham of Herfordshire (connected to Godshill)

 

  • Due to circumstances beyond our control and the weather; we were unable to visit the following so the bloodline connections are listed below…

Carrisbrooke Castle: Sadly due to the weather, time of year and maintenance occuring we were unable to make to the castle or get near enough to take photos.

  • John Fordham 1835  – 1898 (Grandson of Edward King Fordham of Herforshire and 1st cousin, 6 x removed from our lead researcher)

The Needles: We had hoped for a tour around but again the weather and the time of year were not in our favour.

  • George Albert Neville 1914 – 1989 (Grand Uncle to our lead researcher)

The United Reformed Church, Shanklin: The doors were closed to us on ths very cold day…

  • Frank Albert Bartram 1893 – 1962: (Great Grand Uncle to our lead researcher)

Osborne House: Closed due to the time of year and maintenance.

  • James Neville 1825 – 1856 (Great Grand Uncle of our head researcher)

 

March 2018 ‘The Keeper of Scrolls’ on behalf of The Priory

email ‘moon.willow@ntlworld.com

 

“A perfumed tree, how sweet the smell… But a fruitful tree is far from wells,

Doth carry the roseline from land to air, then once to the four winds as all do stare”

 

 

“Some know… some dont know… many will never know they dont know…” 

All tellings evolve; life evolves, we evolve; we have to in order to move on. I have discovered that some poems and writing of mine keep growing, ever expanding with new inner meanings as my own understandings also change and evolve; my inner visions and wisdom are on a constant spiral of evolution. Pictures that portray a universal truth constantly flash in and out of my open mind’s eye. We seemingly, in respect of inner and outer growth, travel full circle yet arrive round at a point beyond the original starting point; that is true evolution and growth. The cycles of life and becoming, from a personal perspective of an enlightened being, as well as from a universal perspective, come and go also evolving, yet as we follow the spiral round we do not evolve to the same place from that from which we started. Each cycle takes us round to a different place; a different placement on our own circle of life, moving on, life in motion, as it should be.

I recently peered into a shop in a town in the Hartz Mountains and saw a beautiful bag that totally illustrates a poem i had previously written connecting me to the past, present and future on many levels; even to the history of the painting on the bag itself; the ‘me’ as i was in the present at that time, was totally in a peaceful inner place and looking to the future, thinking of those lovely roses on the bag and of what hope, peace and inner, higher level, self acheivement can bring.

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However though, and sad as it may at first seem, this can not be true for everyone and some folks will not evolve, will never climb those heights to greet their true potential but will stay forever in the repeating cycles of the mundane; will always allow the mundane lower realms to hold them firmly fixed in place. As Craft and as teachers we are always here to advise and guide; always here to show the LIGHT to any one who whises to learn; to evolve, but as the old saying goes, the teacher will open the door yet it is up to the pupil to walk through…. It is always sad when a creature of true potential chooses the mundane world, but life is a free choice and one must always choose wisely, whether in favour of a life less lived or the actual bigger picture…

“I am one who will always be smelling those roses in this life or the next ones”

I have been thinking a lot about inner peace of late and have reached the point in my life of acceptance of peace as being of and in the moment; connected to the momement; one must fully embrace each moment for the gift that it truly is. One’s happines IS in each current moment and no where else; YET it is those very moments which create our future happiness.

Maybe it is too late for the planet as a whole yet NOT too late to be enlightened, so to evolve above and beyond the mundane. All ‘traits’ have the potential and ability to be awakened and to use that within them that has aforetime remained dormant…

There are those whom constantly chose to tamper with the Old Ways, for their own ends and means and thus relay false teachings to the world, and thus the teachings do not make sense when thus tampered with; the cycles do not make sense; the teachings become flawed. For the poor ‘old god‘ does not know whether he is living or dieing… What has become known as the ‘wheel of the year’ in many paths, is very much an ‘earthly wheel’ and certainly not a regional one as it is often portrayed. What is important here to remember is the validity of your teachings and your teachers; are they of the universe itself or from a man-made ego based version of the truth?

“As the world turns, we acknowledge the truths of existence”

My own spiral of life resonates within and without me and is a reflection of the deep love & a connection to Craft that effortlessly flows and blends into every aspect of my daily life. Poetry, writing & photography give me further connection and focus and are also very much of the magic woven from my heart, leading me upwards and beyond the unknown mountain paths of time; always consciously being on the spiral.

Hidden among the deep mystery of our land lies the truth; often hidden in plain sight, often hidden within the very fabric of time itself. England is a land of magic & mystery and let non tell you otherwise. Here in these very lands you can discover portals, other realms, ancient magic and gliches in time and encounter others not of our own timeline, not of our realm and if guided discover so very much more of the unexplored metaphysicl realms.

Here at the home of The Priory on the internet, we are as an ever evolving path through time with hopefully many interesting articles, personal accounts, teachings, photographs and the odd secret or two… We follow and evolve along an ancient path of truth, very much for the modern world; we seek & we quest through time, always following our hearts and the cycles of the multiverse.

“Time reveals yet also hides it’s footfalls upon the land”

I recently doscovered this quote from Nicola Teslar on the interent; he is someone who was way before his time yet thankfully is being rediscovered. There is so much hidden in this quote to get one’s head around, we don’t exist in a linear plane of existence, but a dimensional one, the lowest one being us. It is everyone’s wish to experience the higher dimensions and many have been teased with tasters….

earth is a realm

 

“The Keeper of Scrolls” October 2017

From the beginning to the end…..

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Fortunately we still just about, live in a country with a culture where we can all freely have and express our individual opinions about anything and everything; yet at the same time respect our fellow creature’s points of view, even if they conflict with our own. I often see a lot of anger and strong opinions on social media; conflicting viewpoints, with ‘friends’ being ‘unfriended’ from peoples lists, when personal viewpoints are not shared ones. Quarreling about words is of no value and will only have a negative effect on those who listen or read.

In the blink of the universal eye, this does not really matter, social media does not matter, for the true purpose of human existence is yet to be revealed to the many. In future times who is to say what is right and what is wrong, for it is all subjective and relates to given timelines of humanity and current thinking modes. In future times, it matters not one jot who fell out with whom or who agreed with whom or who said what. When one ‘draws’ away from the insular traits of modern humanity, all this bickering and self opinions is revealed as totally pointless in the bigger scheme of things and is proved to be totally ego based. Many view this planet as a  ‘prison planet’ and indeed once one crosses over the threshold of profound knowledge one can see why so.

 

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Many cultures and religions on planet earth worship false prophets and false gods with people choosing to allow their lives and how they live them, to be dictated to them by man-made rules created by those whom wish to keep their followers under control and in total darkness. These people will never know freedom of thought and choice, and sadly do not know they have no freedom of choice in the first place.  Even the so called enlightened ‘spiritual paths’ also provide teachings not to be of truth, often based on man’s misinterpreted mythology; thus they misinform their followers too. But as said, we all still have freedom of choice so it is up to each individual to discover the truths for themselves or not; to believe what they want to believe.

Go tread lightly folks on this precious journey called life, see the unsee-able, look behind the mundane world and question everything, question the reason for everything, all the whys and the wherefores, seek truth out at every turn, even though it may not be where you think it is or what you believe it to be. Truth is not pretty and does not come gift wrapped with a beautiful bow, so keep an open mind, yet neither is it a personal opinion of any self-elevated individual human. Look above and beyond humanity for the answers that really are already inside of us, within our very DNA; for those whom are meant to know, really will in time, know and will awaken.

 

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Where-ever we are on this planet peace is always to be found within each individual and has nothing to do with the control or illusion of religion or politics. Learn and evolve to become the best you can be, break the barriers of the mind in order to truly grow and to expand your consciousness, it is more than possible. Seek knowledge and personal growth; question everything you are told by those who would profess to know. The illusions of life are starting to collapse and new concepts of truth are coming out into the open and being embraced, so always ask yourselves, why all the lies in the first place? What is it that humanity is not supposed to know and why? All else will then start to fall into place, petty arguments and differences especially will seem pointless. Don’t be ‘mind-controlled’ but be ‘mind-awakened’ and make each step matter; find your own way, in your own way, be individual not ‘one of the crowd’. Do not follow established man-made paths and viewpoints, take a big step out of the glaring light, above and beyond the ‘roar of the crowd’ and try a little bit of quiet shade; you may just be surprised at what you will find there in the shadows…..

That is the thing though; the human species has evolved way beyond the original purpose and intent of its creators. Over time human brains have developed and continue to develop above and beyond the purpose intended, but they dont know what for or where they are heading with this. A little knowledge can be a dangerous thing; one only has to look at how mankind is destroying the planet by greed and consumerism; mankind in these closing decades has not treated this planet well and has allowed greed and the fulfilment of ego to be the ‘be all and end all’ goal. All the carefully created balance of nature now being thrown out of the window. Of course many more human creatures live in the dark than will ever evolve towards the light of full knowledge, of whom and what they really are. Most live in the moment in the glare of the ‘Neon God’ they have created for themselves and have not an inkling of the huge possibilities that could lie ahead. Yet for those with a passion and a yearning for knowledge, those with a deep love and a hankering for the ‘Old Ways’ and for truth, the possibilities for growth within the right hands are endless and boundless.

 

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As a teacher and guide (of Craft) I will always endeavour to guide humanity towards open doors wherein this knowledge lies, but that is all a teacher can do; gentle guidance and encouragement; it is up to each individual, whether or not they choose it, to step over that threshold or not. Knowledge once gained cannot be ‘un-gained’ yet knowledge gained can change one’s way of life and thinking for all times; those things that were once unthinkable become the norm, the thinkable and nothing can and ever will be the same again. I love to teach, love to share and love to experience with students that ‘light bulb’ moment when I know that their lives have been changed for always, above and beyond the norm; it is and always will be a very rewarding experience to share this brand new beginning with folks. Time is marching on and nothing is infinite, everything has a beginning and an end, yet new travellers are always welcome, those seekers of truth, those creatures with a sense of adventure, with a deep thirst for knowledge who wish to walk the road less travelled with us.

Family is above and beyond any earthly blood ties; honouring blood ties of another kind. For those who wish to follow the ‘ways of the blood’, of the original way, the journey is often long and ardarous, with one questioning every aspect of one’s current life and it’s associations. If within my life I can change just one person’s perspective of their reality, if i can cause them to stop and think about the very nature of reality, then I am very happy.  I try and give clues, give pointers and directions for people to follow and to maybe study up on more. In time they may wish to join us in the fold of Priory; to become as one with ‘family’ or they may simply go their own way, forever enlightened. Whatever happens to planet earth in future times, one thing is sure, the species known as humans will survive the coming end times, albeit in numbers much, much less than we are familiar with today and that will be a good thing. Each student is guided by the Elders of the path to a place of safety within the physical and metaphysical realms where temporal doorways do exist to cross through. To those students who have suceeded through the mundane’s constant  tempting of  them not to succeed, the true beauty of reality will at last be revealed.

 

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‘Stay well and stay sharp’

‘Fan go maith agus fanacht géar’

 

Craft Tutor and Keeper of Scrolls

June 2017

 

 

When I fell to earth I landed with a very hard bump somewhere in the northern isles, onto very cold hard ground; yet it was not meant to be that way or so I had imagined. I had always envisaged my arrival to be a much more glamorous entrance with maybe a cloud or two parting and a revelry of trumpets blazing. A great and glorious light in the sky would have been an added bonus of course, however my Father was not won over by such pomp and circumstance and was having none of it. So my much anticipated entry into the mundane was something of an anti climax and not an event that I care to chat about much.

Accepting the fact that an earthly entry of splendour was not to be I set about discovering my first of many very humbling challenges. Looking down through the lenses of my new but limiting physical eyes I realised I now had a body; all well and good i thought but in fact a body of condensed matter, hence the novelty of the bump and pain upon landing; no Vestment of Light in this realm then. No my new garment was well and truly that of flesh and blood and human; the human species; this creation of my family’s doing, I of course had previous knowledge of whilst sojourning in the higher realms with Dad. Yet at that point in time we did still have very great and splendid hopes for this quaint species…

This new body then was very dense and movement was somewhat clumsy at first but over time I kind of got used to it and the fact that everything was very much of the physical here. No need really for that now redundant third eye, or so i thought at the time and my earthly feet actually could walk upon the lands.

This earthly lark is actually harder than I thought; I actually need a team around me I mused to myself. Some support, company, a partner; all of that and more I longingly wished for and I set about casting my net far and wide upon the shores of time. I knew that the teachings of Love and Light would come in time and many would rejoice in The Way, but equally there would be those who’s hearts and minds were destined always to remain closed. My team were good; I had chosen them well amongst mankind and they in turn helped in spreading The Wisdom of the Word to new lands afar. In the world of men there were certainly others out there, also like me preaching the ultimate truths of the universe but also there were always those that desired me dead. So life became a series of adventures spent teaching and leaving clues for those who would follow, to one day hopefully read and decipher.

There followed years of much ducking and diving as the spears of adversity constantly whistled passed my ears. Times too, when the only life I knew was that of keeping well and truly in front of those swift bullets of destiny. I knew my time upon the physical plain in this body was to be very limited, yet my life was full of honouring and spreading my Father’s word and teaching the truths and beauty of our race, with my companions by my side. I was fully aware when my time upon the mundane sphere was to end and had complete knowledge of they who would deliver the final treacherous blow, for it had always been known to me. I knew also that when I left, it was not to be for ever, far from it in fact, for I have returned time and time again so to complete the cycle, my purpose. I will always be the Alpha and Omega; your beginning and your end.

And please, please don’t believe all you read about me, as my press is truly horrendous and as with the so called modern day tabloids, it is all fake news, false flags and false events. Pay no heed to the many false prophets either, for those who shout the loudest have by far the lest to say. But humans if nothing, are creatures of great imagination and guile and will make anything up for a quick buck, always being ‘in it’ for themselves. Out for anything they can get, including murder…

Often the wheels of destiny have to be turned for certain events to play out and once set in motion those wheels simply cannot be unturned. I fully knew my fate upon this physical plain; I knew what lay in store, yet had great sadness for those who were destined to deliver it. But a cross!!? My ending on a cross!? Now come on, really? Whose bright idea was that, to invent this little tale? The true truth of the cross is something else entirely and for another day.

Other lands, other bodies and other lives I always constantly sought out. I have always been with you. I am with you still yet you know me not. My fate and yours have always been mapped through time, always intermingled, always hand in hand as centuries came and centuries went. Only the few faithful ones ever knew me and took me by the hand fully knowing me. True friendships forged will always be welded strong in truth and bonded for ever. As the Blacksmith welds the iron sword strong in the flame so my armour is welded strong around me by the flame of truth. The time for looking back is no more; the days of the past are done.

The days of uri ma esentu are coming to an end. Shadows are once more being cast upon the lands and new tales and new beginnings are being woven among the stars. E Utu Nana ma Adar will forever hold the truths. There are those who will always know my tale, will always tell it as it was yet there are those who cast shadows on all I do and will never give up seeking me, yet with a lightness of spirit I rise and fall time and time again as do the perpetual oceans of the new unseen worlds.

So this is my tale, my truth, within your world of illusion. I could be anywhere still; forever coming to terms with this challenging corporeal body yet still walking firmly (just) with sartorial elegance and grace upon these magical shores within your time, and all time, til this time is no more and the sound of the rising oceans herald that my tale is finally told….

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“The Keeper of Scrolls”

April 2017

Quest Number Eighteen: The Templar Sites of North Wales

Day Four: 15th January 2017

  • St Thomas Church: Rhyll
  • St Marchellos: Whitchurch, Denbigh
  • St Asaph Cathedral: Denbighshire

Beautiful Colwyn Bay at dusk

Rhyl: is a seaside resort town in the historic county of Denbigshire, situated on the north east coast of Wales, on the mouth of the River Clwyd. To the west is the suburb of Kinmel Bay, with the resort of Towyn further west, Prestatyn to the east and Rhuddlan to the south. At the 2011 census, Rhyl had a population of 25,149.  Rhyl has long been a popular tourist destination for people from all over Britain. Once an elegant Victorian resort, there was an influx of people from Liverpool and Manchester after the second world war, changing the face of the town. The area had declined dramatically by 1990, but has since improved due to a series of regeneration projects, including the sea front re-developement, bring new life to the area.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhyl

St Thomas Church: This beautiful church in Rhyl is a listed building, containing many beautiful artworks and artifacts of a symbolic nature; it is a very fine example of high Victorian Gothic. The day we arrived was a Sunday and very busy with sunday services and christenings taking place, so we kind of had to sneak in for a quick look around between these activities, trying not to disturb the proceedings at all, so of course no filming though the church staff we welcoming and frindly.

The church is fairly new at 1867, with the spire being completed in 1865 but of course older building had been on the site previously. It boasts some stunning stained glass windows, includng a depiction of ‘The Light of the World’, one of my personal favourite pieces of art.

http://www.britishlistedbuildings.co.uk/wa-1422-parish-church-of-st-thomas-rhyl#.WJcurDhAHIU

Wood carvings inside the church looking rather interestingly like a set of Tracing Boards…

Beautiful embroidery and other stunning artworks plus the two beautiful stained glass windows depicting the following quotes…

“I am The Good Shepherd, the good shepherd giveth his life for his sheep”

“I am The Light of the World, he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness but shall have the Light of Life”

Bloodline connections: The Parry’s were very strong here; we had hoped for some Fords (Ffords, Ffoords) but no evidence…

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St Marchellos: Whitchurch Denbigh: Following a very scenic drive we arrived at the equally scenic St Marchello’s church; a grade one listed church in the vale of Clwyd, with stunning views towards  Moel Famau. The grandest of all medieval Denbighshire parish churches, St. Marcella’s (or Llanfarchell) is also known as Whitchurch or Eglwys Wen ‘the white church’, probably from its originally whitewashed exterior. Its patroness Marchell the Virgin is said to have established her hermitage by a holy well here in the 7th century, and clearly the site was honoured as especially sacred. For though it now stands alone a mile from the present town centre (and further still from the old walled town by the castle), St. Marcella’s has always been Denbigh’s parish church. As such it was lavishly rebuilt in the local double-naved form during the late 15th century, with an imposing tower and a noble range of big ‘Perpendicular’ style windows.

One can see from the style of building that this is a true Templar church <click on image to enlarge>

Happily we were able walk straight inside this very beautiful Templar church, which stands upon a hillside commanding magnificant views across the countryside. The church is very old and one gets a real sense of history and peace within it. The ravages of time always take their toll on these old building yet thankfully much is left here to appreciate, including some depictions of very unusual animal carvings…

http://medieval-wales.com/site_31_denbigh.php

Our video clip will show and explain more and the photos show many details

ST MARCHELLO’S CHURCH NEAR WHITCHURCH

 

Many treasures to be found inside St Marchello’s Church (click on image to view)

 

Bloodline connections:

  • The connections here are of Gabrielle Parry of 1613, who was the Vicar here, and  then from 1290 Henry de Clerk; both noteworthy finds.
  • Saint Marchello herself was what would be known as a pilgrim, but who was she really and where did she come from? I am reminded of a little church in Cormwall; similar names…

 

St Asaph Cathedral: And so we had reached the last part of the journey of this particular quest to North Wales. St Asaph’s cathedral is in the centre of the town and dates back 1,400 years, though the current building dates from the 13th century. It is sometimes claimed to be the smallest Anglican cathedral in Great Britain. A church was originally built on or near the site by Saint Kentigern in the 6th century. Saint Asa (or Asaph) a grandson of Paba Post Prydain, followed after this date. The earliest parts of the present building date from the 13th century when a new building was begun on the site after the original stone cathedral was burnt by King Edward 1 in 1282; this present building being established in 1285.

It is certainly a magnificant building yet not overwhelming or overpowering in it’s pressence at all and luckily it was open to us on this late afternoon visit, so time for a perfect look around. There are some interesting pieces of artwork and evidence of certain names from the bloodline we are researching, so good finds.  Beautiful and meaningful works of art can be found here relating to the Knights Templar, John the Baptist and The Lamb of God etc. Certainly a beautiful cathedral with a very peaceful and serene atmosphere. Much more to see here in our video..

ST ASAPHS CATHERDRAL, DENBIGHSHIRE.

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Bloodline connections:

  • The Bloodline connection here is to the Clarke’s, the Parry’s and Perry’s.
  • Displayed is a copy of one of Alek’s ancestors bible’s; the bible of Richard Parry, from Alek’s mother’s side.

So a very fitting end to a very memorable quest in a beautiful country; there were two sites we did not gain access too and one further site; Worcester Cathedral, which we paid a brief visit to on the journey home.

Day Five

  • Worcester Catherdral: Worcester
  • Travel Home

Worcester Cathedral: And so the last part of the North Wales puzzle makes itself known; we arrived in Worcester rather late in the day, as an extra treat on out journey home. However we knew the building to be open until 6pm and we just made it by the skin of our teeth. An evening service was going on as we arrived, though visitors were still welcomed with parts of the cathedral made out of bounds while the service was going on. However afterwards, a few minutes were still available to walk around the altar area of the cathedral, despite rope cordens being hasilty erected and an over-zealous chief chorester trying to evict us dead on 6pm, at the poing of us viewing the altar…. We did manage some stunning photos though and see clear evidence of the ‘Clarke’ bloodline here.

Worcester Cathedral, before the English Reformation was known as Worcester Priory. An  Anglican Cathedral in Worcester, England it is situated on a bank overlooking the River Severn.  It is the seat of the Bishop of Worcester; it’s official name is ‘The Cathedral Church of Christ and the Blessed Mary the Virgin of Worcester’. Built between 1084 and 1504, Worcester Cathedral represents every style of English architecture from Norman Perpendicular Gothic. It is famous for it’s Norman crypt and unique chapter house,  it’s unusual Transitional Gothic bays, it’s fine woodwork and its “exquisite” central tower (see above photos)

The interior of Worcester Cathedral showing off it’s stunning Gothic  designs – click on image to enlarge

What is now the Cathedral was founded in 680 as a Priory with Bishop Bosel at it’s head. The first priory was built in this period, but sadly nothing now remains of it. The crypt of the present-day cathedral dates from the 10th century and the time of St Oswold, Bishop of Worcester. Monks and nuns had been present at the Priory since the seventh century and the monastery became Benedictine in the second half of the tenth century although dates do vary here. There is an important connection with Fleury Abbey in France, as Oswald the bishop of Worcester from 961 to 992 and prior at the same time, was professed at Fleury and introduced the monastic rule of Fleury to Worcester. Remains of the Priory dating from the 12th and 13th centuries can still be seen. The Priory came to an end with King Henry VIII’s dissolution of the monastries and thus the Benedictine monks were removed on 18 January 1540 and replaced by secular canons.

It is worth noting that Henry Parry; of the Parry line we are researching and Alek’s own family bloodline, was Bishop of Worcester here from 1610 to 1616 as the plaque below will testify. he was a very important and highly values person of his time.

http://www.worcestercathedral.co.uk/Heritage.php

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Worcester_Cathedral

A example of some of the Templar influenced artifacts and carvings and the  Parry and Clarke connections found inside Worcester Cathedral

A few extra snippets to round up our trip below

GATHERING LOOSE ENDS…. ST PETERS CHURCH PWLLHELLI ST THOMAS CHURCH RHYLL ST ASAPH CATHEDRAL DENBIGSHIRE

Bloodline connection:

  • Upon the war memorial we have several Clarkes ver cleary indicated.
  • Th Bishop of Worcester from 1610 to 1616 was indeed Henry Parry no less.

The Clarke and Parry connection

Sadly we never managed to gain access to St Paul’s Church, Colwyn Bay or St Mary’s Church, Menai Bridge due to the late hour of the day when we arrived, nevertheless i have included some info on them anyway for those interested in tracking our quests. However i was unable to document or photo any bloodline evidence at this current point in time due to not gaining access; although the sites are definitlely on the ‘points of time’

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Across Colwyn Bay at night; an apt farewell to an amazing quest in time…

January 2017 ‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

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THE PRIORY INVESTIGATES QUEST NUMBER THIRTEEN:

  • St Guthlacs Church Market Deeping
  • St Giles Church Matlock
  • Holy Trinity Church Rollestone
  • St Mary’s Church Buckden

St Guthlacs Church Market Deeping: As our night-time visit to St Guthlacs Church in Market Deeping proved to be so interesting and eventful, we decided that a day-time visit was certainly called for. (details of the church etc and our previous visit can be found in Quest Number Twelve; our previous quest) The tales of St Guthlac of course do contain a strong connection to Demonology which you can read about in these links or find out much more from our video link.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Guthlac%27s_Church,_Market_Deeping

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guthlac_of_Crowland

St Guthlac’s Church is a plain church yet we did found some interesting symbolism shown below and explained in our video

One can see in the stained glass window above, another reference to The Serpent, and four tiles on the floor around the font with Mathew, Mark, Luke and John represented by specific symbolic creatures and an unusual carving on the wall of a winged creature. <click on all photos to enlarge>

In respect of our research into the blood-lines; we find a big connection here to the important Neville line; other names we are tracing that surface here are the Ford line and the Fordham line.

Follow our Linc for more on the symbolism within this church

ST GUTHLACS CHURCH: MARKET DEEPING

 

St Giles Church Matlock Derbyshire: So next we journed onwards until we reached the rugged countryside of Derbyshire and St Giles Church in Matlock. This church seems to sit precariously upon steeply stepped limestone cliffs overlooking the River Derwent. Reflecting the ‘lie of the land’ as they say, also overlooking the town of Matlock; the views are indeed stunning from the church’s high and splendid vantage point.

Matlock Parish Church and its splendid views (click on any image to enlarge)

Although there has been a church on this spot since the middle of the twelfth century, most of the church was rebuilt in Victorian times but parts of the original building do remain including the twelfth century font and and fifteenth century tower. Matlock itself was mentioned in the Doomsday book, but not the church though, in 1086. The earliest written evidence for the existence of a church in Matlock dates from 1291. But importantly this church goes back to the Templars and even beyond; having connections to the banking system for the region and it was even said to have been a sheltering place for ‘The Grail’…

http://stgilesmatlock.co.uk/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matlock,_Derbyshire

This is a truly amazing church full of so much Templar symbolism within it’s walls. We have connections here to The Serpent (again) the Sun, Moon and Star, Ninhursag (the Mother Goddess), The ‘Jesus’, the Eastern Star and the Red and the Silver, which all makes perfect sense in respect of our quests. They say every picture tells a story and in this church of St Giles in Matlock, Derbyshire certainly does; an untold story in fact, of a hidden history of our homelands. These are stories just waiting to be told; just itching to find the light – one of the purposes of these amazing and wonderful quests in fact!

See the link below for further indepth explanations of all th symbolism:-

ST GILES CHURCH: MATLOCK

 

Click on images to enlarge

We have connections in these photos above to The Serpent (again) the Sun, Moon and Star, Ninhursag (the Mother Goddess), The ‘Jesus’, the Eastern Star and the Red and the Silver, to name but a few.

The names asociated here in respect of the bloodlines we are tracing and researching are: the Clark (e) line, the Andrew (s) line and the Gregory line – evidence of which can all be found within the church itself.

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On the steep hillside….

Holy Trinity Church Rollestone: Still in Derbyshire and maybe the best and most revealing find of the day; if not of all our quests put together and how apt to be our thirteenth quest too! Our find here was a revelaton to say the lest, making all our quests very current and relevant. The church itself dates from the 12th century; the chancel was restored in 1878 and the tower in 1889. It apears that a church of some sort exsisted on this site from Saxon times, for there is a mention in the Doomsday book of 1086 which states that at Rollestone there was a priest and a church and indeed at about 1895, (which you will see in our video link) when parts of the present church were being restored some fragments of a Saxon cross-shaft were found.

At the very beginning of the 14th.century the tower was built, a broad low structure of two stories only, with thick walls of rubble.All its belfry windows remain in the walls, but blocked up; when, however, the tower was restored in 1889, the one in the western face was re-opened so as to be seen outside. In the bottom storey are three curious little single-light windows. During the 15th century two additional storeys were added regardless of the fact that the old rubble walls were never intended to carry such weight.  Certainly, buttresses were added, but these afforded insufficient support, and the ragstone of the lower part gradually decayed and gave way under the pressure, and as a result, in addition to placing the whole of the tower in great peril, thrust the nave arcades out of shape. The work of restoration was carried out in 1889-1890; first the old buttresses were taken down and rebuilt with new and substantial stone in very deep foundations of concrete; then the entire outer casing of the walls was gradually taken way and replaced with new stone. The tower arch was also taken down and rebuilt, and the old gallery which stretched across the arch was removed. The crown of the tower was repaired where necessary. This restoration cost about £800.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Trinity_Church,_Rolleston

Photos from outside of Holy Trinity Church Rollestone

HOLY TRINITY CHURCH: ROLLESTONE

The Neville family (de Neville) truly comeS to life here at Rollestone; past and present almost colliding as it were, especially when seeing the video above. It is almost as if they are walking out of history to greet us in person as we are introduced to them in their very own private family chapel! An amazing find making all our research culmative and very worthwhile. The other names from the blood-line here are Clarke which was a surprise to our head researcher who also had a ‘heads up’ to other Clarkes in the area.

Photos above (click to enlarge) taken in the private family chapel of the Neville Family; the family of the ‘Bloodline’. Within this small private chapel are to be found the family emblems of the Nevilles and those ‘of the Path’ will certainly recognise them as KT symbols from the teachings and degrees; symbols that of course connect to ‘The Serpent Priesthood’ and the untold histories of these lands. Below are general images from inside The Holy Trinity Church Rollestone showing in particular the heraldry of the True Royal Bloodline; in pride of place excactly where it would be expected to be  🙂

St Mary’s Church Buckden:  And so with night-time and darkness rapidly descending we made our way down the A1 to the village of Buckden in Cambridgeshire, to what was to be our last port of call for the day. Because of the un-earthly hour we did not for one moment expect to gain entry inside the church, although the fates had been very kind to us all day so far. So imaging our suprise then when turning up St Mary’s Church in Buckden in the dark, to find its doors somewhat welcomingly open with a church meeting going on in an anti-room. Time then to slide in for a good look around  🙂 Obviously it was dark in and around the church but we did get a good feel for the place and were also greeted later on, and had a chat with the gentleman of the gathering there. Out of respect of others being around it was not possible to film there on this occasion, but actually being able to gain entry more than sufficed!

http://www.stmarysbuckden.org.uk/

Buckden Church is recorded in the Doomsday Book of 1086, within the jurisdiction of the Bishops of Lincoln, whose palace stands a few metres to the North. From Anglo-Saxon times until Georgian times, the church was well endowed by them. Sadly no traces of the Saxon church survives, although there are a few remnants from late Norman times. The structure of the church as it stands today is mostly unchanged from when it was rebuilt between 145 and 1440 by Bishop Gray and Alnwick of Lincoln, apart for the pews and the organ unfamiliar at that time to them. The porch was added around 1485 and the vestry and organ were replaced in the 1880’s. The last major work, involving the stripping of the interior and exterior plaster and the installation of new pews was completed in 1909.

It seemed like a peaceful church with some nice carvings, tile work and sculptures but i am still deciding whether the wooden carved ‘choir of angels’ flying aloft in the high ceiling beams are beautiful or creepy….  Talking of which my collegue managed to take these shots and of course i will leave it entirely up to you to decide whether the pillars and orbs of light are camera lens distortion or not, but look very closely at the last pew in the last shot towards the left of the photo, for ‘someone’ seems to be sitting there……

October 2016: Keeper of Scrolls

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Preface
Is it any wonder that man will indeed destroy himself? Of course we can all ponder on the term of man, I mean, why not woman? The simplicity remains in constant turmoil as to the state and purpose of gender. It was never intended to be separated in the form to which is seen in the world of the Earth. Gender was meant to be a sign of acceptance; that all forms of love must truly be honoured, must be respected. The words of the Father Enki have been betrayed for the action of greed and ideals. For Enki said that there shall be a Light in the heavens and a shadow in the oceans. It is when the shadow is no longer that man shall meet himself and know the wrong that has become. Yet, within this moment of space and time there shall be no redemption, there shall be no understanding of the error which has been made.

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