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TIS TIME…

I grieved for a love adored since birth
I grieved for my love, my home, my Earth
The future i wanted i knew was a dream
I tried to hold on, yet stifling a scream
A moment in time to stop and ponder
A great test of time to truly wonder
Are we traveling through mankind’s fall
A time to embrace or totally ignore
I saw mankind rise, and i saw mankind fall
I saw greed and envy, i saw war and strife
I saw not a feeling for this thing called life
Over the centuries no lessons learned
And on the shores of time i witnessed it all
I wore no blindfold, I saw the score
My sad, single teardrop in an ocean wont cut it
I cried and i cried but nothing could stop it
Mankind you came and mankind you went
Destroying the Earth you went all out, hell-bent
The innocent creatures you left in your wake
Didn’t deserve their death or their fate
A prison planet it was meant to be
But it could have been treated respectfully
Now all of those humans who let greed shine a light
Will atone for their sins in the darkest of nights
The ‘creatures’ that make, are the same ones who take
The ones that have watched as mankind cast their fate
You were a toy of the G-ds ’tis very true
Yet all that is wrong is down to just you
You lived out a life that was not accepted
Now you die a death you never expected
Like a field full of cattle you grew fat on your crimes
Fat for the ‘Old Ones’ to take when it’s time….
For i will be gone, will observe it all
I will witness mankind’s greatest fall
But do not fear, do not stress
It was never a given, was always a test
I once knew a land where time stopped still
I saw things that maybe were only for me
I reached out and grasped that which i quested
This moment, my life, i was fully invested
And no, i wasn’t living a dream
Everything viewed was meant to be seen
In the blink of an eye, the cool waters will rise
Rise up to reach those firey red skies
It was always written, always fortold
Within years of study, if i may be so bold
Under a dome, a greenhouse for sure
It has always been there, yet always ignored
Your governments lied, your scientist too
But i think in your hearts, you always knew
Too many anomalies, it didn’t add up
So now here we are on the edge of time
That party at midnight I knew would be mine
Yes i’d mentioned the ‘party’ in previous words
But nobody saw, nobody heard
So ‘we’ did what we did, it had to be done
But doing it was such tremendous fun
So i sit and i watch and i sit and i wait
I sit and i watch humanities fate
Way out of time, above beyond rhyme
You may see me again at the end of all days
The Feminine Light to show the way
Yet if still in your blindfolds
You never will never see
The truth of existence, or the real ‘me’
For i was always there, guiding the way
Revealing a path so true and profound
Yet many stumbled and cried on the ground
But time and tide and moments move on
Only a few knew the ‘song of songs’
The truth was the ‘word’ it was always said
But what use is a word to the already dead
Time is of essence, please let me not tarry
I have said far too much, i must not dilly or dally
Back to my perceived grind of a daily life
But a Guardian of Time i shall always be
So never ever underestimate me
I sit and i watch and i sit and i wait
As i cast my hands over man’s written fate…

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’
aka ‘moon.willow@ntlworld.com’ July 2023
Reverend Janis

“Know me and know whom i am.
See me and see me as i am.
Feel the energies and fly with me tonight
Or don’t…..

The Grove…..

A different poem for this time of year as memories manifest….

I remember that time of year
When the darkness lingered longer

And the shadows came out of hiding to drape themselves lovingly across the land.
I remember dressing in all black, in readiness, waiting
I remember a time before the modern world earased the old times from the memories of mankind
A time before the world of men was filled with the chatter and clatter of a manufactured reality
I remember the moon shinning upon the grove
And the ladies waiting there
I remember the energies of the night
That night
I remember the purpose and the point
Although no one had ever taught me
But the truth, the blood, the energy was inside me, living
I remember pulling my black lace shawl tightly around my shoulders as i made my way towards the moon grove
I knew the wolves would be watching on this night
Watching, waiting, testing
My old blood, the bloodline of my forefathers i knew would keep me strong and see me through
We had great things to achieve on this the darkest day and longest night
A prophecy to fulfill, a blood challice raised, a divine point in time to invoke and preserve, not only blood memories, but to acknowledge the ‘ladies of the line’ both past and present.
I remember on that long dark night, when the cold seeped into our very bones, i remember us all being as one, yet separated upon the points of time.
The old ways preserved within ‘the ladies of time’, the ladies of the grove.
Now as then, connecting
Blood ties held safely within under the protection and magic of our grove.
Keeping faith, preserving truths, a world apart.
I remember that night of unending darkness
That longest night when realms collided
When the Old Ones shared and dared to reveal themselves
Under the moon
In a grove
Hidden forever
Within the memories of time
‘The Keeper of Scrolls’
December 21st 2021
<moon.willow@ntlworld.com>

 

 

 

Only the Light….

When the sands of time run out

When all thoughts return unto their source

When the steeple bells no longer ring at twilight

And the city lights fade into an earthly past

 

When the shores of time are memories

When the wave no longer breaks the shore

When the moon and sun with truths intact, just cease

In my silence on the winds I will know I loved you.

 

From the beginning to the end

From the new dawn to the ancient night

From high above the roar of human kind

Only one Light will shine

 

In the silence that surrounds you

In the becoming of my soul

In the Light I carry forwards

I will know, I will know, I will know….

 

 

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

<moon.willow@ntlworld.com>

January 2021

‘Still chasing the tide…’

THE GRAIL QUEST

“Consider then, this special DNA thread, can it be awakened and utilised through Craft knowledge? The word ‘Templar’ relates to time, as in temporal, so the Grail with its history of connections to the knights and the apostles upon the earthly plane could also relate to time or even dimensions? So with that knowledge in mind is ‘The Universal Templar Complex’ fact or fiction? If humanity actually found the Grail, (were allowed to find it) what one wonders would they do with it? Giving humanities track record I don’t think they are ever destined to find it, for they could never ever be trusted with the knowledge of it and could do unfortold damage. If it was found, as in Craft quests of today or as the Knights of the Round Table quests of old or the Apostles, then once found, the knight usually passes over, (although not always) for there is no longer a purpose for living (in this world). So could the Grail be the answer to everything and the passport to heaven? Sadly though, not everyone whom sought the Grail would/will use it’s divine powers for good; hence why humans (i dont mean Craft) are never, ever destined to find it”.

QUEST 28: NORMANDY: FRANCE

4TH NOVEMBER 2019

Mont Saint-Michel: Today we set off on a two hour journey to reach Mont Saint-Michel in lower Normandy; i was very excited about this trip, having already been to the English counterpart Mount Saint Michael in Cornwall. The actual town, rather than the abbey is located about 0.6 miles off the country’s northwestern coast, at the mouth of the Couesnon River near Avranches and is 17 acres in area. As of 2015, the island has a population of 50. The commune’s position, on an island just a few hundred metres from land, made it accessible at low tide to the many pilgrims to its abbey, but defensible as an incoming tide stranded, drove off, or drowned would-be assailants. The island remained unconquered during the Hundred Years War; a small garrison fended off a full attack by the English in 1433. Louis XI recognised the reverse benefits of its natural defence and turned it into a prison. The abbey was used regularly as a prison during the Ancien Regime. Mont Saint-Michel and its bay are on the UNESCO list of World Heritage Sites. It is visited by more than 3 million people each year. Over 60 buildings within the commune are protected in France as monumental historiques. Now a rocky tidal island, yet the Mont occupied dry land in prehistoric times.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mont-Saint-Michel

The original site was founded by an Irish hermit, who gathered a following from the local community. Mont-Saint-Michel was used in the sixth and seventh centuries as an Armorican stronghold of Gallo-Roman culture and power until it was ransacked by the Franks thus ending the trans-channel culture that had stood since the departure of the Romans in 460. Before the construction of the first monastic establishment in the 8th century, the island was called Mont Tombe (Latin: tumba). According to legend, the archangel Michel appeared in 708 AD to Aubert of Avranches, the then bishop, and instructed him to build a church on the rocky islet.

The Church at the base of the ‘Mont’ and its treasures <click to view>

The abbey is an essential part of the structural composition of the town the feudal society constructed. At the very top, God, the abbey, and the monastery; below this, the Great halls, then stores and housing, and at the very bottom (outside the walls), fishermen’s and farmers’ housing. The abbey has been protected since 1862. Since 1979, the site as a whole; the Mont and its bay has been a UNESCO world heritage site. The monks there durung first century of their institution, venerated the archangel Michael. The Mont became a place of prayer and study, but the stability period, during the reign of  Charlemagne ended when he died.  At first, pilgrims kept coming to the Mont but after the Vikings captured the Mont in 847, the monks departed. But, as an island, it offered some protection for the local population and thus never stayed empty. The abbey has had a rich and varied history (see link below) and starting in 1922, Christian worship was again practiced in the abbey. In 1966, with the celebration of the abbey’s first millennium, a few Benedictine monastries sent monks to spend the summer there. At the end of the summer a few stayed, but they slowly started to leave after 1979.

The steep walk up to the top & its magnificant views <click to view>

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mont-Saint-Michel_Abbey

A fabulous place, a community of its own merit and accord. Not as easy to get access to, as its namesake, St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, as one cannot walk across the low waters, needing to wait for a shuttle bus, of which there was standing room only on the lovely autumn day that we visited. Once alighted from the shuttle there was still a good walk across a boardwalk to get to the mount. It is very, very high with winding streets full of resturants, a church and shops, taking one up to the foot of the actual mount. Old stone steep steps take one to the very top, but believe me it is a long old way and one (unless a super hero) has to take many a rest along the way – indeed i felt like a hero simply for making it to the top. Once however at the top the views are stunning and the abbey complex is much bigger than one would imagine with many facets to it. In times past one can easily imagine what an isolated life the monks and visiting knights here, would have led… However sadly all the sacred ‘energies‘ that would have been there at one point it time are now no more; probably eroded away by mankinds unspiritual interactions; interactions that are as much about ‘giving back’ as ‘receiving’ (taking) upon the shores of time, which most folks fail to realise for time and tide wait for no man and energies dissipate and move as and when they need to…  There is so much more to this world than folks realise….

Grail Bloodline Connections:

  • Associated with Knight Alain De Bretagne (42nd GGF) 660-740

Back on the road again after a lovely few hours browsing, lunching and participating in Knights Templar retail therapy at Mont Sain-Michel, we had a forty minute drive to our next destination.

 

Eglise Notre-Dam des Champs Avranches: The time was getting on so we were pleasantly surprised to find the church here open. It is in quiet a busy built up area, in the middle of a busy town and we needed to cross a well used bus lane to get to the church.

Avranches is a commune  in the Manche department in the Normandy region in northwestern France. Avranches is situated at the southern end of the Cotentin Peninsula on the road connecting Saint-Lo with Brittany.  The town was founded on high ground overlooking the dunes and coastal marshes along the bay forming the corner between the peninsulas of the Cotentin and Brittany. From Avranches, it is possible to see the Mont Saint-Michel, where we had travelled from, which was founded by Saint Aubert, Bishop of Avranches in the 8th century.

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

Although i was unable to find out much info, in English, to share we did mange to gain access to the church and take plenty of photos. Formerly located outside the city, the  church Notre-Dame des Champs dates from the end of the 17th century. The major church Notre Dame des Champs was constructed in Gothic Revival style in the 19th century to restore the religious life of the town after the destruction of the cathedral. Very simple, it was completely redone in the second half of the 19th century because it became too narrow. Severely damaged by the bombings of 1944, it was reopened to the public in the early 1960s.  I found this interesting quote on Trip Adviser “Despite its neo-gothic style this was a special visit because the church introduced us to what the town experienced during the liberation of Normandy in 1944. There was a painting of the church in flames from Allied bombs. And suddenly we were made aware that we had crossed into Normandy. The Nazi occupation and subsequent liberation are very much a part of this region whether or not you are looking for it”

 

Again, as seems the norm in this part of the world, the ‘All Seeing Eye’ is very prominent, and an alternative ‘Lamb of God’ here too.  Note the interestng inscription upon a lintel ‘De Movie 1677’ translated as “I moved”  <click to enlarge>

The Craft/Quest connection here would be Alan Fitzflaald 1078-1124, whom did leave the area and sailed to Lanarkshire in Scotland with his young son Simon. However it is said that he took ‘important items’ to Scotland with him; so whar were these important items he took with him when he travelled to Scotland?

Grail Bloodline Connections:

  • Alan Fitzflaald (31st GGF) 1078-1124
  • Flaald Fitzalon (32nd GGF) 1043-1086

As a footnote it is interesting to note that in many of these French churches and cathedrals, the ‘All Seeing Eye’, a symbol that many folks recognise today as a pagan symbol is very prominent. This begs the question as to how much the old form of christianity differs from what is known as christianity today. It would seem that the old ways of christianity are very much more ‘pagan’ and of ‘magic’ than todays modern pagan paths. Old christian knowledge it seems has been well-hidden in todays pagan paths, but if we keep seeking we shall find all the ture meanings for what they fully are….

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’ March 2020

‘moon.willow@ntlworld.com’

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In Blessed Darkness….

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In blessed darkness will I walk my path, with footfalls silent on the earth.

Never alone I wander through an age of eternal night time

Yet fear not my lack of human companionship.

Under heavens starry canopy my becoming of self completes;

For I see the world for what it is

And in acceptance I surrender to the future.

I see the dark and light as one as they become each other.

I see the sun, moon and stars revealed through times illusion

And I see the earth bound in sorrow; secrets hidden from mankind’s view.

And yet I also see myself; I see my secret beyond the skin,

I feel the truth flowing as blood upon the land;

In truth and being I unravel upon the sands of time.

Those I knew as kin, never were

And those that truly speak come to me through ages past

Whispering the secrets to my existence from their alabaster beds.

I read the signs left hidden by kindred long ago,

I see the glory revealed in echoes of lives that still resonate

Upon the unending shores of time.

Yet is it only I who truly sees their unwritten language of the past,

Who feels their energy and patterns of life reverberating through my body?

A record left of all times gone and those yet to come.

I tread the path of the guardians, the watchers, the keepers and the protectors of Light.

I know they watch me; yet leave me be; acceptance.

Yet when the blood finally flows and the rising water cleanses

I too will protect and in my becoming, rise to new heights of understanding

Watching from the shadows I bide my time

Wearing this cloak of glorious darkness I await my time

When I too will whisper my tale upon the Hills of Destiny to those whom would listen.

 

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

September 2017

 

 

 

THE FALL THROUGH TIME.

Angel lost; fell through stone
Blood and clay far from home.
Fell to earth through stormy waters,
Rebirthed in water, Leviathan’s daughter.

A million years, a thousand stars,
Dismissed from heaven at the eleventh hour.
A portal of slaughter or man’s salvation,
Demon hunger, a sacrament waiting.

Blood red flesh
Bound as one.
Blood is truth
Under a sun.

A Messenger spoke of truth or dare
Told the tale to those with no fear.
In chambers deep with no rebirth,
Secrets kept by G-d on earth.

A magic hill,
A golden tomb
Forever hidden,
Mankind’s doom.
Beauty stirred
Within a thought,
A test of time,
Battles fought.
Love was lost,
Grail diluted.
A story done
But never ended.

Time is endless
Existence not.
A waking serpent,
A fire to stoke.
A dark knight waiting,
The church’s curse.

Turn around
Turn around
My little child.
Water is wet
Wind is wild.
Those we shall meet
And meet again,
Brothers, Sisters,
Lovers. Friends.

Within a season
Within a time
A purpose known
Yet living a lie.

Stoke the embers
Raise the flame,
Time has come
And come again.
Cycles repeat
And repeat once more,
We are born to death,
Few reborn.
Dark waters spilled
Under a dome,
Within a thought
Dark beauty sought.

Ice and fire
Carry the key.
A sinking land
Eternally.
Those we have loved,
We will love again
As ‘we’ carry the Flame
Again and again.

 

The Keeper of Scrolls Feb 2019

 

FATE WRIT

Those moments in life when death calls
And one existence stretches seamlessly into another
Where reality unravels
And the sun and moon are no longer an illusion
Come walk with me into a world you do not know
A world where my footsteps have already marked my destiny
And my carbon echoes are writ upon times page
In energy and blood
Come walk into a time of endless night and day
A time of truth
Yet a time of lies
A time of choosing sides
Meet me on the other side
Or know me not forever
Step through death’s barrier
With earthly wisdom
And I will know thee
As thy true self
Yet wait I will not
Indulge thee never
For your true light only you must find
And if findeth not, accept that fate so given
As a traveller upon the shores of time
Just that, no more…

 

time

 

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’  November 2018

“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…..

For MG 3

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.

 

For MG 4

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.

 

For MG

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.

 

For MG 5

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.

 

For MG 1

 

‘Stay well and stay sharp’

‘Fan go maith agus fanacht géar’

 

Craft Tutor and Keeper of Scrolls

June 2017