Category: Fragments
There exists a gate through which the Spirit engraves its signature upon flesh and mind; the Ascendant. In the soul of Carl Gustav Jung, that gate stood as a stone portal; a crystal dial, turning at the edge of the world, set beneath the watch of Saturn in the cold, lucid airs of Aquarius. The…
A Martian Oracle for its Venusian Exile If interested in a personal liturgy, please consult this portal. Beneath the weight of Saturn’s hour, as the Moon pressed her pale palm against the cardinal earth of Capricorn at the Medium Coeli, the sword of Mars slid across the frontier. It abandoned the mutable clay of Virgo,…
Today, the sixth of August, the Christian calendar sets apart the Mystery of the Transfiguration; the luminous moment on Mount Tabor when Christ is revealed as uncontainable radiance. The scene unfolds with gravitas; it is when the veil between worlds becomes diaphanous, shimmering with the interplay of Law and Prophecy, shadow and Word. The narrative,…
A Lunar Oracle for the Theotokos’ Sleep If interested in a personal liturgy and reading, please consult this portal. The Mirror opens itself to receive the oracles of the Four Winds, beneath the Moon waxing in Sagittarius, herself poised upon the ladder of mutable fire, as the Marian quietude falls over all creation. The ritual…
In the gold-leafed stillness of a Byzantine icon, the figure of Christ stands at the very doorway of Mystery. He is Magus near the mouth of Lazarus’ tomb, poised between the world of the living and the realm of the sealed stone. In this gesture, the miracle at Bethany unfolds with a grandeur that defies…
A Collective and Lunar Oracle As a Tribute to Lydia of Thyatira If interested in a personal liturgy and reading, please consult this portal. The smoke of myrrh curling in silent invocation, whilst the Moon in exile at the final degrees of Scorpio surveys the gap between succedent death and cadent rebirth. It is a…
The fourth cup is set upon the altar, and the air thickens with the scent of rainfall on stone. The world’s spiral, ever impatient for the next wave, forgets the sanctity of the pause, the beauty of what hovers between longing and fulfilment. The Four of Cups, often dismissed as sign of weariness or ennui,…
At the doorway of Assiah, beneath the weight of matter rendered Holy, stands the Ace of Pentacles: a radiant emblem whose secret name is Kether clothed in earth. Within the Tarot, this single coin of gold descends silently from a realm veiled by luminosity into a landscape deeply tangible, bearing within its silent descent the…
A Collective Oracle for the Venusian path into the seat of Lunar Afection If interested in a personal liturgy and reading, please consult this portal. Today, under the sheltering gaze and celestial blessing of two Archangels, Sachiel and Anael, Venus begins her silent descent into the maternal waters of Imum Coeli, into the hidden sanctuary…
In the shadow of Caesarea Philippi, where the rocks whisper older hymns and the waters recall the memory of vanished gods, the Logos turns his face towards Jerusalem. His voice carries the gravity of revelation, and He speaks openly of wounds, death, and a rising whose secret is locked behind stone. Those who follow listen,…
