Tag: Gnosis
Today, September 12, seals the Nativity of the Theotokos and Ever-Virgin Mary. The feast of Her birth is at the very dawn of the liturgical year of the Christian East, so that Her arrival marks the first sound in the symphony of the Sacred cycle. The liturgy does not begin with the Cross, nor with…
Astrology has long been accused of being a prison of necessity, a web of iron fates traced by the stars upon one’s fragile body. But those who look beyond fortune-telling and prediction find that traitional astrology is more than a fatalistic code. It is a mirror of the labyrinth itself, a language of the cosmic…
The Gospel of Philip preserves a line of fire that illuminates the destiny of the soul. The fragment speaks of what must be confessed when the soul rises through the heavens and faces the virtues that stand as guardians of ascent. The voice declares: “I came to know myself; I gathered myself from every part;…
Today, September 9, the Orthodox Church celebrates Joachim and Anna, the holy ancestors of God, parents of the Virgin and grandparents of Christ. Their story is marked by long barrenness, a condition which in biblical imagination often carries the weight of shame. But the very lack that seemed a curse became the sign of blessing.…
The figure of Carcer in geomancy is a seal of weight and silence. It is the sign of enclosure, the lines fixed, unmoving, without breath. Saturn rules this figure with Capricorn, Earth, and the feminine polarity as its domain. Its meaning in Latin is simple and absolute: a prison, bound. In some traditions Carcer is…
In the Genesis a figure emerges who belongs to no line of fathers and no order of blood. His name is Melchizedek, king of Salem and priest of the Most High. He comes without genealogy, without beginning or end, without the bonds of tribe or descent. He reigns in a city that is less a…
The vision of the four elements has always been given in the form of a cross. Fire facing air, water facing earth, two axes meeting at a single point. The ancients understood this as a foundation, a stable image of the created order. But the cross, when imagined in movement, begins to turn. The stillness…
The ancient stories that shaped the collective memory always begin with rupture. Creation is a tearing open of what was once whole. The cosmos arrives from the body of a being divided, a mother wounded or a wisdom fallen. This primal cut becomes the invisible foundation of the world, and it echoes each time flesh…
The image of the Hanged Man in the Tarot carries a silence more profound than many volumes of theology. A man is bound by one foot to a living tree, suspended head down, his hands tied, his face calm. Around him branches have been cut away. These severed limbs speak of something that must be…
The night of a lunar eclipse carries iron and incense. The bloodied Moon becomes a chalice filled with mystery. When the Earth rises against the full orb, the silver vessel of memory turns crimson, and the heavens reveals the hidden law. The eclipse at fifteen degrees of Pisces rests upon the head of the Dragon,…
