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THE TEMPLAR SITES OF SOUTH WALES

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December 27, 2016

THE PRIORY INESTIGATES: TEMPLAR SITES OF SOUTH WALES

 QUEST NUMBER SEVENTEEN: ABERGAVENNY, TREVETHIN AND PONTYPOOL

St Mary’s Priory in Abergavenny: Our first visit of this particular day was to St Mary’s Priory in Abergavenny,  Momouthshire, South Wales; just six miles from the English border and quite a long journey from Cambridge. Abergavenny is a lively market town with strong Roman connections. St Mary’s Priory, originally a Benedictine Priory, is a very peaceful church know locally as the Westminster Abbey of Wales due to it’s large size and number of high status, ancient and intricately carved tombs inside; mostly of Knights Templar and associated heritage. The church also houses a very beautiful, modern window with some interesting ancient symbolism incorporated into the design.

 

Templar symbolism and ‘bloodline’ heritage within the church, and interestingly a sacrificial altar in the church grounds. A big thanks for my collegue for sharing these photos <click on images to enlarge>

Sadly we could not film or comment on the history, interior and full meaning of the church, on this occasion, as it was being set up with amplifyers and mikes for the carol service, but hopefully another time we can do just that.

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

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Priory_Church_of_St_Mary,_Abergavenny

St Cadoc’s Church at Trevethin: The second visit was to St Cadoc’s Church at Trevethin, also known as the Mother Church of Pontypool, so we were very suprised to find it well and truly locked up. In fact we nearly did not get to see inside of this fine Templar church at all, had it not been for some fine detective work from Alek our head researcher, so yet again patience and tenacity prevailed and won the day; hence were very lucky to have it unlocked especially for us. The wait was very worthwhile for there were some very fine, important and significant Templar associations and symbolism within the very church. As we were accompanied on this brief but worthwhile visit, it was again not possible to do much filming or explanations; just a quick snippet of footage which sadly was rather too blurred to include here

While were were waiting to go inside the church, we had a good stroll around the large old graveyard. Some areas were completely left wild and very natural; the church is on a hillside and yet is also on a public ‘through’ walkway. One could not help but notice the large number of obelisks in the graveyard and the ‘Egyptian’ feel to the cemetry ornanmentation. One very interesting discovery whilst walking among the stones was an ‘entry to the vault’ sign upon the ground where a tomb should be and then a few yard away, down a grassy track leading away from the main part of the graveyard, the discovery that the ground underneath was distinctly hollow sounding and actually moved up and down when bounced upon; i would not like to comment but more than likely a mysterious hidden underground chamber…

 

The site of another underground vault and the ‘hollow’ walkway where the earth literally moved up and down! Thanks again for my collegue for the photos 🙂

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

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

Hanbury Arms in Pontypool: As night fell and darkness descended we next visited the very ‘haunted’ (it is said), Hanbury Arms in Pontypool and the Masonic Hall a few yards away across the road, all very worthwhile visits and places of ‘hidden energies’.

We had planned to have a meal in the Hanbury Arms to soak up the atmosphere, but as new owners were just settling in, food was not yet being served there, but we did have a gorgeous meal at the Unicorn Pub just a few yards up the road. Many tales revolve around the hauntings at the Hanbury Arms; even the builders working there were so freaked out they could no longer carry on with their work as the the link below explains.

http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/haunted-pub-hanbury-arms-spirits-1303279

Llwyncelyn Cemetery and Sacred Templar Mound:  We also filmed outside another Knight Templar sacred site; a burial mound and ritual site, now a cemetery (Llwyncelyn cemetery) where we managed a little more footage, although now dark it was a very worthwhile experience, especially on the burial mound where the energies were amazing; as was our journey getting there eventually, which was a tale to be told in itself! Our video when you watch it will explain all….

There is not a lot known about the fact that this site was a sacred Templar mound and i was unable to discover anything on line about it, so as our footage explains, this fact of history, like so much more on our quests, is not known in the modern world at all.

Click on our video to see the video of South Wales

THE TEMPLAR SITES OF SOUTH WALES

 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-wales-15106491

All four sites visited are very significant to the questers involved, and relate to the earthly bloodline of those whom are very important in past, present and future times, yet always remain hidden figures in our history. The sites also relate to the hidden pyramids of our ancient lands; the earth magnetics (geo magnetcis) hence the amazing energies experienced at most of the sites. The bloodline (the questers bloodline) and the pyramids are very much connected and as always we shall continue to seek out the real history; the history never told, yet often hidden within plain sight…

 

“The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’ December 2016

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THE TWISTS OF FATE….

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November 28, 2016

QUEST NUMBER SIXTEEN:

Where we were supposed to have been…

  • RAF KIRTON IN LINDSEY, NEAR GAINSBOROUGH, LINCOLNSHIRE
  • TATTERSHALL ABANDONED RAILWAY STATION, LINCOLNSHIRE

Where we actually ended up in a unique ‘twist of fate’…

  • TATTERSHALL CASTLE AND CHURCH GRAVEYARD

All that i am about to tell you is true; i have changed nothing and although there were five of us present, the feelings and tellings are totally mine. I have been doing these quests long enough now, to know that nothing is ever what it seems and other forces are around that distort the truth for both the good and the bad, but further more to guide and protect. We live on a many dimensional plane and often the dimensions will merge, or chinks in reality will ocurr.  Many folks do tune into to this and have the ability to ‘see’ or to ‘feel’ the other existences and dimensions

We know that there are ‘places of power’ caused by the hidden ‘Geo Magnetics’ of this earth (the hidden pyramids) which act an a kind of ‘energy conductor’ and this is one of the purposes of our quests, to investigate these sites. We know that these earth magnetics can retain ‘echoes‘ or ‘imprints’ of both past and future lives. Why both past and future lives? Well the answer is simple; there is no such thing as ‘time’ as it is percieved here on earth. Time is merely a man-made constraint; another form of ‘control‘, for example how often do we hear the phrase ‘slave to time’ repeated? So because of these quests and the interesting facts that they are throwing up, we now know of course, that many of the so called ‘christian’ churches of these lands, are built on top of these hidden ‘places of power’ simply to keep the facts underneath, well and truly hidden. What better way of hiding something in plain sight than to build something else over the top of it.

We now know that manifested apparitions; call them ‘ghosts’, ‘spirits’, ‘djinn’, do not manisfest in our world as a kind of ethereal ‘woo woo wooing‘ aparition formed of white mists floating in time and space. Indeed they are far more real and often totally three-dimensional and solid; for all intents and purposes exactly like you and me; yet they uncannily always turn up when needed for a reason, to guide, to warn or to inform. They appear as if out of nowhere and when the message has been delivered they vanish just as quickly. People with dogs innocently manouvering through our space and time are quite a common example. People who are there at the right place and the right time to guide us (or to warn us) to where we need to be are another example. Of course one can always speculate and put all this down to coincidence, but in fact there is no such thing as coincidence and everything happens for a reason and a purpose.

So then just a brief discription of where we had planned to be:

RAF KIRTON IN LINDSEY, NEAR GAINSBOROUGH, LINCOLNSHIRE: It took a good few hours of traveling to drive to Lincolnshire in the cold dark of night; so after feasting on the way we were raring to go and good for anything! The Lincolnshire landscape is mostly flat and vast and a lot colder than down south; yet there are gradual undulations in the structure of the land and even some cliff-like terraces that the road crawls snake-like atop of. There seems to be a pervading sense of ‘unfinished buisness’ in the atmosphere of the land here; stories untold that maybe never will be told. The ‘spirits’ of the land seem to be holding on to something which maybe they never will give up.

RAF Kirton in Lincolnshire, which was opened on this new site in the 1940’s is built atop of an ancient burial ground on the site of the pyramid grid that we are investigating, so it was with great excitement and expectation that we ventured forward on what was to be Quest Number Sixteen! After many years of use however, it was announced that in 2013 that the RAF were to dispose of the site, yet according to many ‘urban explorers’ who regularly visit the site, many interesting ‘artifacts’, various equipment etc and even vehicles are still to be found on site. In it’s heyday the site was passed from RAF control to the US Air Force, then on to the British Army and finally back again to RAF control. It’s final years saw it used as a technical park and it provided housing for another nearby base, where the site was administered from. So now sadly abandoned and another case of wondering why all these perfectly good buildings are allowed to go to rack and ruin, when we have a housing shortage in this country…

We found the site very easily, yet were dissapointed to find a strong and high security fence all around the whole perimiter with not one single access point in. We drove carefully around just to make sure, but on this occasion had to admit defeat. We know the ‘urban explorers’ do get in and i would not like to speculate how, but we are not urban explorers, simply researchers doing our thing and working within the confines of not tresspasing.  There are various hauntings said to have occured here but as we were unable to gain access we could not get a ‘feel’ for the place to form our own opinions; though suffice to say it is on an ‘energy’ site and is part of the ‘pyramid grid’ of the UK.

Read more about RAF Kirton here:

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

TATTERSHALL ABANDONED RAILWAY STATION, LINCOLNSHIRE: So a short drive away, along the twisty Lincolnshire byways that seemingly defey any logic of direction, we found ourselves in the village of Tattershall on the look out for it’s abandoned railway station. The station was closed on the 17th June 1953, to both passengers and goods but during the 1970’s and 1980’s the Tattershall Air Museum was to be found located in the station goods yard. The station is now in private occuption but it does house ‘The Tattershall Station Gallery’ in the booking office, selling paintings and pottery with public access along part of the up platform. There are tales of a young girl who reportedly wanders the platform but again as we never actually located the site in the dark i cannot comment further; also a site of ‘energy’…

Interesting photos and info here:

http://www.disused-stations.org.uk/t/tattershall/

The other reason why we never actually found the old railway site was because we were not meant to; for we thus saw the signposts to Tattershall Castle, which looked strangely compelling in the dark, so following our instincts we turned down a very dark and narrow lane; it was almost midnight….

TATTERSHALL CASTLE AND CHURCH GRAVEYARD: The very narrow lane ended in the very dark public car park of the castle; we could see nothing and no one was around; it was almost midnight and at that point not a single soul stirred. So bearing in mind that we had no inkling that we were going to be there, at that place and at that time, and that it had been a split second decision to visit the castle, imagine our surprise then to find that another car had come out of nowhere and was now following us into the carpark! This other car was now parking a short way from us; slightly unnerving to say the least. What was the chance of that randomly happening at that unearthly hour? While we explored the layout of the carpark with our torches to find the exit (yes it really was that dark!), two guys alighted from the other vehicle and dissapeared along a dark grassy track in another direction.

Upon following we discovered the track to be  a path into a then, unknown to us, church graveyard and so for a moment we recognized the familiar territory of a graveyard; even though something did not feel quite right. We surveyed the scene for a few moments to get our bearings, then proceeded to follow the pathway around the side of the church. Obviously at that very late hour everything was shrouded in darkness and it was hard to see, apart from the help of our trusted torches. Upon coming around the corner of the church, we made our way across open ground towards a tourist map of the castle and surrounding area, which we proceeded to study or to ‘pretend’ to study, for upon looking back we could clearly see two very mysterious figures with their backs to us, strangely highlighted by their own torch lights.

My feelings at that moment were that of being totally compelled to look, wanting to look yet unsure if i should; unsure of interupting the others privacy. And yet, yet there was something totally compelling and completely ‘out of time’ about those two figures; almost as if two time lines were converging. The weirdest thing was that they acknowledged no recognition of us whatsoever, not a nod, a smile, an embarassed shuffle; not even a ‘sod off’! We moved around towards the castle to see if we could gain access but all boundary fences were well and truly locked. Yet on making our way back the two figures were still there exactly the same, seemingly not moved. I still tried to look and yet not look; they seemed to be dressed not of our era at all, but apeared to be wearing cloaks or mantles with leggings or gaters, maybe a bit Goth-like or so it looked in the distorted shadows and light of their torches. They certainly did not look like the folks in the carpark only minutes before and although very compelling, a feeling of unease had descended upon us all and we knew it was time to depart.

However, upon walking around to where the grassy path left the churchyard back into the carpark, a bent-over huddled figure suddenly instantaniously appeared from nowhere, seemingly with a mission well and truly in mind. He rushed past us, again not looking up at all, or in any way being aware of our presence there. No ‘good evening’ or ‘lovely night’ or any comment that led one to believe that he had any conception of us being there. He appeared to rush down a leafy pathway and that was that or so it seemed…

Two of our party, intrigued and wanting to investigate further and not believng their eyes, made their way along the leafy pathway to see where the huddlesd figure had gone to. Yet again though, that feeling of uneasiness pervaded upon all of us; a feeling that we should not be lingering there a moment longer. The path the figure had scurried down had led to nowhere, just a complete dark dead end in fact, the path went nowhere…

We took no time in leaving lest our welcome be outstayed. Once back inside the car and upon driving out of the carpark two of us happened to glance in the direction of the path that lead to the church, only to see two more figures at the end of the path, walking towards us…

SO TO CONCLUDE:

  • Nothing is ever a coincidence.
  • Nothing is ever a random act.
  • Everything is meant to be.
  • Timing is everything.
  • ‘Energy’ and ‘echoes’ from other timelines exist.
  • Time lines exist simultaniously
  • All ‘energy’ affects other energy.
  • We were obviously meant to be there at the ‘perfect point in time’
  • THIS was the site we were REALLY meant to be at, at that place and time
  • No random act or coincidence bought us to that place and at that time, at that ungodly hour; unexpected, unanouced, not knowing it ourselves until we turned into that dark castle lane at  midnight, to discover five other figures, not all of this dimension,  in that small out of the way churchyard….
  • Allways follow your instinct and be prepared to change plans at the very last moment
  • Nothing ever happens by chance as we on these quests, well and truly know.
  • A quest here to be continued…

 

For more info of the mundane kind please see here:

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

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 “The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

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DARK EXPLORATIONS AT COLD CHRISTMAS

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November 21, 2016

Quest Number Fifteen: Hertfordshire

  • Little St Mary’s Church: Cold Christmas Lane Thundridge
  • All Saint’s Church Datchworth, near Thundridge

So another exciting night time foray found us once again in the Hertfordshire countryside. As we have learnt, so many ancient churches are to be found miles away from modern day highways and this trip was no exception; literally right off the beaten track and only accessible via grassy footpaths and byways. We had to park the car miles away, down a dead end, not knowing which path to take or which way to turn. The night was dark, which did not help and we were guided by just the light of the moon and a few torches. After one false start and driving off in a completely different direction, we gained our bearings and eventually found the site we were looking for. The site opens out beyond the trees and bushes of the byway, causing one to almost stumble upon it; but what a site to behold indeed. One walks through the open area and graveyard to reach the church, which in the cover of darkness almost looms upon one unexpectedly from the gloom. It was crisp clear night, with moonlight marred only by persistent chemtrailers dong their deeds under cover of darkness. The energies of the site are very similar to another site of an earlier quest; that of Santon Downham – almost, if not, identical; hinting at the fact that both sites are on the very same energy alignment.

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

Little St Mary’s Church or Cold Christmas Church: as it is locally known, due to its proximity to Cold Christmas Lane, as said took some finding in the dark, but it was well worth all our efforts. Sadly all that is left of the building these days is the bell tower, which is now boarded up due to ‘health and safety’ reasons; so a great shame we could not get inside. A very old building indeed built in 1086 for the private use of the estate and family of Hugh De Desmaisnil. There are many rumours of the church being built on a North/South alignment instead of on an East/West. Many medieval churches were built this way which was said to be the sign of the devil, which is why it was later demolished. In fact it is known that the site is indeed used for satanic worship and gatherings, and when you view our videos you will see proof of this fact. It did in fact look very magical in the moonlight and very compelling. The original church was demolished in 1853 but much of the graveyard remains to be explored. One unusual epitaph in the graveyard for one Roger Gadiner and his wife reads:

“Roger lies here before his hour

Thus doth the Gardiner lose his flower”

Photos taken on the night, around the graveyard and tower; please click on individual images to enlarge. The last two in the sequence do show ‘Light Orbs’ and a mysterious mist.

The extensive graveyard is very much in evidence here, though i suspect that like all ancient graveyards quite a few of the headstones are no longer where they were originally placed and some have fallen into quite bad disrepair. There are even reports of a mausoleum being here and that mass buriel graves lie under where the old church once stood and indeed one of our investigation team thought he actually saw the mausoleum upon first entering the site. The most paranormal activity is said to occur in and around the old church tower; activity such as growlings coming from the old tower itself, which have been reported as recently as 2009 and a sense of an ‘evil’ presence, a figure in black has also been spotted on many occasions around the graveyard and in 1978, a report of a marching army coming out of the doorway of the tower whilst letting out a blood-curdling roar…  Also ghost horses have been reported and recordings of strong EVP have been captured.

Sadly we did not manage to capture anything unusual on camera, but all of our investigation team experienced different feelings and sensations at different times and the energies, although fluctuating were indeed very strong. Some of us certainly saw Light Orbs in the trees at the boundary of the graveyard, which we have manged to just about capture on camera, albeit by mobile phone; it was certainly a feeling of being observed. Some of us picked up on more tangible happenings and one of our team, actually had physical interaction by way of her clothes and skin being touched. So all in all, extremely interesting and well worth the trip and getting lost for!

Please enjoy our video investigations via our Priory youtube channel:-

COLD CHRISTMAS CHURCH: PART ONE

COLD CHRISTMAS CHURCH: PART TWO

All Saint’s Church Datchworth: So a few miles down the road in the same Hertfordshire vincinity we found ourselves at the parish church in the village of Daxworth and this time most certainly not off the beaten track! The village of Daxworth  appears in the Anglo-Saxon charter of 969 when King Edgar gave land in Daxworth to St Peter’s Church, Wesminster and when the name of Datchworth was spelt Decewrthe; the village is also mentioned in the Domesday book of 1086.

One can read more of the history of Datchworth here:

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

On this occasion though it was the church we were visiting; Norman in origin, it was erected within the confines of the moat and subsequently a manor house was built nearby and it is thought that an earlier church did in fact preceded the present one. The night was dark and cold but strangely on this occasion the church and surroundings seemed quite calm and with a lack of energies really; even though the village has the reputation of being the most haunted in Hertfordshire.The church was well lit with floodlights and had CCTV clearly in evidence, which would be a good thing as i imagine that many visitors and investigators visit the church and graveyard here. As said it was peaceful, cold and subdued when we were there, but an interesting experience non the less, wandering the graveyard at night and around the vincitity of the church.

See above for the video shot around the graveyard and church.

There have been several sightings of an old woman dressed in black walking with a hunch and no head. She is thought to be the spirit of an old woman whoes husband died unexpectedly and in as desperate attempt to meet her husband again she hung herself. Close to the church is a narrow lane called Rectory Lane and people wandering along this eerie hedge-lined lane at night have heard phantom footsteps and seen the ghostly apparition of a cart carrying dead bodies, which local believe to be the bodies of the Eaves family who tragically starved to death during the famine of 1762.  One of the houses along Hollybush Lane is said to be haunted by the ghost of a lady with long red hair; this flame headed spirit is said to wear bright clothing and manifest at the sound of tinkling bells. These are just a few of the many hauntings of Datchworth Village.

We did manage to obtain a few night-time shots via a mobile; on two or three shots white orbs of light can be seen; however with the flood lights in the graveyard i will leave it up to the viewer to make up their own minds. As always click on an image to enlarge:

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November 2016

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The Priory (now KORO) bids you a warm welcome

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December 11, 2015

“Seek not those whom choose a path of security, but rather find those whom will inspire and challenge every thought you have been programmed with”

As a Knight Templar I am very proud of our lineage and tradition and have always endevoured to continue the teachings with pure intent of heart. The path is indeed the cornerstone of my very existence and is both a challenge and yet a great joy and constant inspiration too. I am very humbled when others who come to tread the path and whom I teach, share the same joy and deep understandings of the truths.  Now as a member of The Priory I am very honoured to be able to share with all who wish to ‘see’

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The Priory welcomes all to its doors. If you feel a pull towards the truth and a sense of belonging, then The Priory may be for you. We value all that we know and do not give it freely to the world of men. Our Lineage itself was passed to our Grand Prior Karl, by the late Sir Ian Sinclair… A man of character and high ranking within the Royal Order of Scotland. Of course, our Grand Prior has his roots firmly placed within Scotland and continues to reveal the truth, but does it really set you free – Truth? It is both a blessing and a burden to receive the knowledge, to receive the secrets. yes, one may debate that our Priory publishes work, so its not really a secret? Yes we do publish work, BUT remain steadfast in our undertakings so not to reveal our knowledge in its entirety. If you a genuinely interested and are meant to, then you will make contact… Your journey starts right here, right now…

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“Life is a series of events that either shape or break a person. Each event must be viewed as an education within the realm of Earth”

“The person who hears my words and does nothing with them is like a stupid or foolish man who built his house on the sand”

 

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Truth and Love

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May 18, 2015

 

Earth from Space

As I ascended the world seemed tiny
Its peoples further and further away.
Yet I feared not
For the truth I sought was but within my grasp
I embraced the universe with love unlimited…
And I was not alone; had never been alone
For the love that surrounded me
Came from a source not of the earthly realms
It was unending and everlasting
I had turned the Key to the door often sought
Yet seldom found
I was home at last

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Loyalty and Commitment

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November 18, 2012

“In perfect love, In perfect trust”

Oaths taken on the metaphysical spheres will always remain binding on the mundane..

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It is very easy in todays modern world to fail to consider, or even to not understand subjects such as loyalty, commitment and the taking of oaths, for they are quite deep and profound topics for many folks and yet relate totally to life today. Whatever one does in life, it is beyond a doubt that if personal commitment is not one hundred percent, then one is never ever going to get anywhere or achieve any goals; more so in Craft than anywhere else. Like-wise with loyalty, one must be loyal; above all to ones-self and to ones chosen path in life, whatever that path may be. Whatever one is involved in and whatever one hopes to achieve from that involvement, one is simply betraying ones-self if one falls short. One is of course betraying too, the trust that others have invested  in you.

Loyalty and commitment often go very much hand in hand with trust, in so many aspects of life. By being loyal and committed to what one desires on a personal level, one is also showing/proving that one can be trusted. Words alone are not enough, for it is in ones actions alone that the truth of loyalty and commitment are to be found displayed. How many times has one experienced the ‘could haves, would haves, should haves’ of this life, the people who when told of the endeavours and achievements of others are all too full of what they would have or should have done in similar circumstances, to the extent that it becomes very boring to hear and one tends to switch off from listening. For heavens sake i want to shout, “if you could have; then why didn’t you?” Empty words from empty vessels I fear…..

So then, following the path of Craft, of a Knight, how does loyalty and commitment relate to this? It is of course a lifetime of commitment, of ever-deepening loyalty and trust for all followers of the path, and each student upon embarking on the path will take many very profound and deep oaths; oaths that are bound in the metaphysical world as well as the mundane world. Those ‘who see and observe’ will oversee the oaths taken and will grant ‘passage through’ for those who are true of heart and mind. The oaths are never to be taken frivolously and never ever taken lightly, for the meaning of the oaths reach far beyond the every day aspects of life and yet at the same time will also see each student through their mundane as well as spiritual lives, if of course they listen to the messages contained within the oaths. While each student is free to leave the path at will at any time, their oaths will always remain binding and can never be ‘untaken’, never forgotton.

In the early degrees the commitment would be to attend meetings regularly, to be punctual upon the sphere of time, to study and to engage in Craft pursuits, carrying out all the tasks requested by the Preceptor. Loyalty is to the path and to Craft, to ones brothers and sisters of the path and to staying loyal and committed to each oath taken. Loyalty and commitment is in living the path as taught; having faith above and beyond the mundane and to always ‘walk your walk’. True followers will attain this naturally yet for others it may take time, patience and perseverance,  but if not, if loyalty and commitment are hard to attain, then perhaps another path would be more appropriate? As time goes by loyalty and commitment to ones ‘family’, becomes second to non, above and beyond the mundane and it is in the executing of these acts that others, especially ‘family’  know they can trust you, for every morsel of trust has to be fully earned.

One can set an example as to enlighten others to the true wisdom and beauty of Craft and can support all those interested and to always help them through any challenges that come along, but ultimately it is up to each student to tread their own path. My own journey and commitment has been a true revelation to me as I have never committed myself one hundred percent and beyond to anything else ever before. With my deepening commitment also came proof of loyalty, for as i learnt the Old Ways, I also learnt about myself and learnt that I could be true, loyal and committed to that which I knew to be the ultimate truths, to my very oaths in fact. Loyalty and commitment do work both ways though for in proving one is loyal and committed the barriers of time and space will be broken down as the Old Ones, who forever watch, know they can come to you as you journey to them. But it is something that, as mentioned before, is never to be taken lightly, one can never rest on ones laurels as it were.

When i took my oaths i never spoke the words lightly, i always had complete understanding of exactly what they meant on all the spheres and of whom would be listening. I always studied the words very carefully before-hand as often the words spoken contained within them a ‘sacrifice,’ a giving up of something, often an important aspect of the mundane and familiar world. Therefore no oath can ever be taken lightly or simply skimmed over; those that fail to understand this, simply fall by the wayside – yet those oaths will always bind, for the power of words upon time and space is magnificant, but often not considered.

I have complete trust in those who have tutored me, something that goes way beyond the fact that when I step over the precipice I know I will be caught ; it is not that at all, it is in the knowing and the knowledge that when I do step over; I can and will fly. It is something that has been instilled within me; a gift given. The loyalty, the commitment, the trust, it all goes without saying that with my passion and desire I can thus pass all this on to the world and instill within all, the lessons I have learnt. I do try hard to walk my walk and talk my talk yet it is through continuing hard work, dedication, loyalty and commitment and of course, great joy that I am able to do so. My personal journey, along with a few good old bumps now and again has proved to be a wonderful ride, a blooming amazing ride in fact and one that I forever embrace and one I never ever want to end.

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Updated February 2017/June 2020

“The Keeper of Scrolls”

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