Eugenie breezed back into my life this morn,
and stirred me from the most sublime slumber.
There I was floating aloft a twilit cloud,
when – “Presto!” – my soul was jerked back down to earth.
“This is your early-morning wake-up call.
Rise and shine and show a leg there, shipmate!
Jump out of bed and fling the curtains wide,
rub your sleepy eyes, and turn on the telly.”
I really could not see the point, but complied,
and I idly flipped through the many channels.
So, another crisis had gripped the nation;
yet more panic buying and civil unrest.
So many lies from the political class
in this uncaring, post-honour, post-truth era.
Saying black is white, wrong is right, down is up,
to advance their left brain, neo-fascist bull.
Polarisation, head-banging division,
dissonance, energetic entanglement,
conflict and fear-mongering, twenty-four/seven ...
There’s only so much sentient souls can bear.
Okay, so that’s too much “Shock! Horror!” today.
I hit the off button and fast turn away.
Eugenie stands there, and she nods sagely.
“Indeed,” she smiles, and claps her hand on my back.
“Behold, the folly of the world laid bare.
Surely now you can see right through this tyranny?
If you’ve forgotten, you’ll remember soon enough,
when you’ve opened the sealed orders in your Heart.”
Eugenie isn’t one to sweeten her words,
let alone filter them through a meat grinder.
She’s a good friend, but she has real work to do,
waking this reprobate from a deep sleep.
“But don’t think this is going to be easy,
the censors’ raised eyebrows are the least of it.
Someone’s bound to hit the Big Red Button
and the guards will call for reinforcements.”
What she means is instead of a single “I”,
a squadron of simpletons live in my mind –
each with their own myopic agenda,
and no unified command and control.
“Think not that a civil war is raging within;
make a declaration of independence.
Keep a calm head and hold off the attacks –
at least until help arrives from afar.
“You’ll need a noble heart to weather this storm
and a strong and sturdy constitution.
But don’t forget you are only one of many
entrusted with this most important task.
“This is the Moment of Truth – right here and now –
and there is no room for ‘ifs’ and ‘buts’ and ‘maybes’.
Unless you are with us, we cannot help you,
so get on board while we still have a chance.
“Take your preconceived notions and toss them aside.
Better to lose your mind and come to your senses.
There’s no room for intellectualism:
you’re here to walk the walk, not talk the talk.
“Trying to force the issue is foolish:
that’s a sure way of preventing change and growth.
Let inner-tuition come of its own accord;
allow things to unfold as nature intends.
“Don’t set yourself impossibly high standards,
because you will always seem a failure.
Just set yourself reasonable goals and excel,
and overall you will feel and fare much better.
“We’ve waited an age for this moment to arrive,
and it quietly crept up on us, unawares.
Make yourself ready to receive the Gift
when Destiny comes knocking at your door.
“Realize this: the honeyed flow of inspiration
doesn’t come from you, but to you and through you.
Make of your own self a noble vessel
to store these psycho-cosmic energies.
“We represent a long chain of grail keepers:
something attained when we become worthy within.
But beware of unholy ego-inflation:
what’s needed is humility and dedication.
“Here’s a love-cup of nectar to slake your thirst
and fill you with fresh courage and resolve.
Drink this blessèd sustenance, but pass it round:
thrift is theft where ambrosia is concerned.
“This is the Secret of the Hidden Economy:
that the more you give, the more you receive.
That’s the true nature of this bottomless purse:
to simply give, give, give and keep on giving.
“Don’t look for peer recognition or laurels,
breathe deep and witness your transformation.
This is all your hopes and wildest dreams come true:
this is it – the one true initiation.
“And now, your real work in this world may begin,
in service to Mother Earth and humankind.
And if anything is needed for the Work,
it’ll arrive before you’ve even thought of it.
“Trust that the rule of Newtonian clockwork
and scientism is coming to an end.
Trust that the whole cosmos will support you
in this battle for the Soul of the World.
“And look forward to the time – not far away –
when the world enters a new Renaissance,
casting off the threadbare Cartesian robes,
and the good and simple joys of life hold court.”
~ ET. Yorkshire, England, © Tuesday 3, Thursday 5 November 2020.
Image: Whisperings of Love.
Artist: William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825–1905).
Image source: Wikimedia Commons.
Image licence: Public domain.
