The Seventh Direction

PART FOUR: Force and Form. Episode 110

[Dorothy and Alaya share parentheses, you will recall. — A.A.]

I felt strong, but my body thirsted; so I went down to the lake, defrocked, and dove in.

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Something ominously large had taken place today. (Reflection's back on board.) Something portentous had just happened to Wyl and I. (Wyl especially.) A great battle had been won—and I had played a part in that battle. I had felt it (Big Time!), and had needed to lose consciousness of the plateau so as to reach the depths upon which it was fought. It wasn't just a memory resurfacing, today's battle (like, say: Deep Memory, in the form of last night's Cosmic Apple dream). But Deep Memory had been in the mix today, too (and much more to it today, too!). It had risen anew today during my time of shadow-gazing and my "first go" at reflection. It had come up again (Deep Memory had), up on the plateau, as a Dreamseed flowering into my awareness, which, and correct me if I'm wrong, sent me into orbit, and I lost consciousness of the plateau. Reflection-wise, Deep Memory (then, last night, and again in Its Dreamseed-form earlier today, up here on the plateau) had been very much in play, had played a pivotal role both then and again. For me It had, in no uncertain terms. Both last night and today, It had granted me an opportunity for growth, for experience, for movement and for life. For Wyl too, I should think. Life! Life! Life!  Very much for Wyl, I hope. (Dear God.) But Deep Memory, in whatever form and however It appeared, was still more than I could yet wrap my head around—still too much, still buried too deep in my subconscious (way deep!). But at times It found Its way to the surface; and at times It took me places. Adventurous places. Adventurous hard places it seemed—sorrowful places, Black Holes, implosions, star-gazing, shadow-gazing—though always with a good opportunity for a good outcome within Its mix. And at times Deep Memory offered up NEW information! (And so that's where The Voice comes from when it comes through Master J'?) And It is always there! For me It is, at any rate. It is there inside me. I can feel It in my Heart Space (Deep Memory, both now and then) and resonating in Mind's Eye.

Still, earlier today (what, three, four minutes ago?) was the hardest adventure yet. It seemed more like a struggle—a test, or an in-depth initiation designed to bring Wyl and I all that much closer (or both), and Lady El had said I had done well. And yet, I still find myself hoping he's okay and back in his body. She'd also said there were new abilities and other stuff about my upgraded body still to be discovered, "here in the hereafter," she'd giggled, which threw me for a loop. So . . . both it is, then. Both it was: both a test AND an initiation, for there was more to it today than just a Battle with the Beast. (Tell me about it.) For on the same card, it was yet another preparation. (Preparation, preparation, preparation.) And, though I can't really speak for Wyl, I'm thinking that all my past-teachings (and new ones), Deep Memory-seeds, and focused-vision and the like, had been needed not only to defeat that vile Beast but also to assist me, and us (and me!) further. Of course, just another preparation before our passage into The Beyond.

'The Beyond.'

"Exciting, isn't it, Dorothy?"

'I guess . . .'

But new abilities and new teachings needed for passage into The Beyond were only the half of it. Walking the talk was the next half—for the lower-Astrals and our mission were up and soon coming. In fact, considering our Battle with The Beast (Wyl's especially), the lowers might already be up! And so, those new abilities and new teachings needed? Right now, that half was most-important, most-preferable and most-desirable in my world—and mind's-eye is on the lookout. But the Past and the Old (the third half) are most-important, too! Knowledge and wisdom and power arise when, in truth, past experiences and old teachings (and some newer) are woven together—a weave without which we would have lost The Battle. But we didn't lose. I—I'm pretty sure we didn't. But I can't really speak for Wyl. Though at times I wish I could! And I think none of it—our initiation, our test, our further preparation (I don't know)—I think none of it would have taken place had we not earlier been gifted TOOLS with which to overcome! What I DO know, however, but unrealized during my time of shadow-gazing, is that on another level our battle had been as a "groundwork" toward further empowerment of consciousness. Consciousness: the backbone needed for raising the vibration of one's total being! (Raising!) Surely, Wyl and I both would have to raise our vibration beyond the lower-Astral plane—beyond the beasts living within that unseen realm, and what-not-more, scheming manifestation upon our world as we journeyed through the Veil toward, as Grandmother would say: The Fifth World. Raise our vibration, or (Dear God) die trying to get through the Veil. —On and beyond the Veil, through our mission-created, co-created, Portal.