An evolving Solar System

Could this be our future?

Everything in the universe is in constant motion as that is the way of all things and nothing ever stays the same for long be it in nature, in our lives and in the wider universe. Over the past few years one cannot have failed to notice that the sightings of  other ‘bodies’ in the sky, especially the sighting of the so called two suns have dramatically increased and the internet is full of such sighting and videos; evidence from all over the planet. Although a lot of the videos are very blurry and some shots simply look like gaps in the clouds with light shinning through or even camera glare; they are all non the less very fascinating, very thought provoking and prove that many people are awaking to the fact that not everything in our solar system is as it was once thought to be. I myself have seen these ‘gaps’ in the clouds and have wondered is it or isn’t it? Was it my imagination that caught a glimpse of something else? However photos and videos that are just too perfect and clear will probably turn out to be fakes so one has to trust ones own judgement really.

From an ancient clay tablet,showing that the ancient peoples of the world had knowledge of the ‘stars’

Of course those of us on paths already addressing universal issues, changes and truths are already aware and awakened to the fact that much is about to change and that among many things to happen, a planet known as Nibiru is said to be making a debut into our solar system on its 3600 year cycle. Whether it is Nibiru or not, or possibly a comet we will no doubt find out. So is it Nibiru or a comet that we have been seeing of late in our skies as the ‘two suns’ or something else entirely? There is certainly a lot happening ‘out there’ and it does make perfect sense that as our solar system spirals its way around our galaxy, the Milky Way, that we are bound to encounter other planets or objects that we have not met with before.

I myself have often with my naked eye seen sightings of something large and bright which looks very unusual in shape and colour – could it be Nibiru with all its ‘companions’ in tow? Of course it goes without saying that several things are happening and the universe is in constant flux as it always has been. We are, as planets, all interconnected as a whole working system on many levels and the heavens as we know them are totally changing and it as much a reality that we are moving towards other planets, as much as they are moving towards us.

In respect of our solar system on a spiral course of motion, it is quite possible that every now and again one of the well know planets and lesser known too will spiral into view and then out again. The meaning of the word ‘planet’ is wanderer or traveller so then it should not be any surprise when a new and long lost ‘traveller’ comes to greet us from afar. Also the fact that we are overdue for another pole shift adds to the pending excitement; just imagine what it would be like to view the sky completely different from before, for when the ‘sky becomes undone’ we will not be viewing it as we do now.

Another theory is that there is a very large star about to go super nova; is in the throes of burning up and thus is showing up brighter than usual in the night skies. Official bodies such as the BBC and NASA have also reported two suns and mentioned Nibiru but of course one knows that the real truths are to be found elsewhere.

Of course there are many prophecies from cultures and seers all over the world throughout all time, that tell of bright objects appearing in the sky as in the ‘Wormwood Prophecy’ which ether herald doom or a brand new beginning; a brand new dawn. The Sumerian clay tablets tell of this too and prove that the ancients had knowledge of the ‘stars’ and of the solar system which went back way before out current cycle of knowledge.

Therefore to expect an event; to have knowledge of it is halfway to being prepared, even though we may not be one hundred percent sure of what the event will actually be, we can have some good ideas. We need to await with open minds and open hearts, and something I have always said to people is to have the ability to actually recognize the signs that are being presented to you in the ‘hear and now’ for they could simply pass you by without you ever noticing..….

Ancient Sumerian clay tablet showing the ‘two suns’ or Nibiru

Adueni/moonwillow 2013

(just a very brief introduction based on my Craft knowledge.

Student of the path are able to go much deeper in )

Herb of the Month: Camphor

Camphor is collected from the evergreen tree ‘Camphor Laurel’ and is native to Taiwan. Camphor is a transparent solid with an aromatic odour. It usually comes in the form of pure white tablets.

CAUTION: BE VERY CAUTIOUS WHEN USING CAMPHOR AS THIS HERB IS POISONOUS IN HIGH DOSES           

Physical Use: Used for flavouring sweets and in small doses for general cooking. It is further used in the making of embalming fluid or as a scent. When made into a paste with olive oil it can be applied to the skin as a mild anaesthetic. It is an anti-itch agent and is also able to reduce congestion. It can reduces chapped or rough skin is and particularly good for the feet.

For muscle pain and congestion use in a paste with olive oil and apply for seven days only. It can be used in combination with other herbs such as lavender and white willow bark as a pain relieving massage oil. It can be made into ointments using less oil.

Magical Use: Camphor enhances sexual desires and assists in love. When camphor is burnt it is a symbol of the consciousness. It is best used within ritual for raising and controlling spirits.

Camphor is used within Craft voodun rites as a Loa Potion, together with Sage and Agrimony, when seeking magical assistance from the Loa (Spirits) and also as a key ingredient in mojo bags.

Camphor is associated at various stages of development with Amalug the Goddess, with the Snake (Sibbu), the Holy Ghost, Mary Magdalene and the Sword

* Always be very careful when using herbal potions and always under a trained tutors eye.

* To safely learn  more about magical herbs and potions we teach the Craft of the Old Ways at our Knights Templar Preceptory

Come my love…..

Come my love and meet me upon the lip of midnight.
Come my love and dance upon the edge of velvet night
And if you dare to dance my dance
I’ll take you into darkness true.
I promise I will not sup much
Or steal from you that precious thing of which you value so.
Come my love, come meet me when all mortal time runs out
And when the tides are running high
Come take my hand,
Come dance my dance,
Come waltz with me upon the land of precious time.
I’ll not sup much
I promise you.
I’ll let you dance your dance of dance while standing on the edge
And if you come to me with love,
I’ll maybe sup just one sup
As you whirl and spin upon the night times’ edge.
Come to me my love of love.
Come embrace my spell so pure.
We’ll dance till midnight claims your soul in a land I know so well.
Come close my love and kiss me sweet and then I’ll sup,
Just one sup;
A sup of life so true.

Blood Red Rose

HERB OF THE MONTH: ROSEMARY.

DEW OF THE SEA:

Within the Craft path of the Serpent Priesthood (the Ansar) as within many magical paths, the knowledge of sacred herbs is given. On this path not only is the connection to the earthly plane taught but also of how each herb and stone connects on a universal/multiversal level to a much bigger picture. Everything connects and interacts, everything is of vibration and can act for or against depending on how it is used and from which aspect; different combinations of sacred herbs and stones have different purposes and work on a magical and alchemical level on the mundane plane as well as the spiritual.

Rosemary has been used by practitioners almost since the dawn of time and its heady, pungent, invigorating aroma can transport you back in time to a far distant land, to a time when rosemary was burned in the temples of Greece as an offering to the Goddess and God. The Greeks dedicated rosemary to Apollo, their solar deity, who was acknowledged as the god of medicine, poetry and prophecy. Rosemary is also connected to the snake (Sibbu) and the sword thus connecting directly to the Serpent Priesthood and the teachings thereof. Rosmarinus means ‘dew of the sea’ thus also connecting to the goddess Amulug, Mary Magdalene, Kiam and the universe at every level of understanding through time. The connection to Mary Magdalene who is also known in truth as Kiam is most significant.

Rosemary is a member of the mint family, growing up to one and a half meters tall; its leaves are evergreen and needle-like and it thrives in the

Dew of the Sea

sun soaked shores of the Mediterranean. Breathe in deeply that enticing aroma and be transported to the sun drenched shores of your own imagination. Rosemary was one of the earliest plants to be used for food, medicine and of course magic. The country people of ancient Greece did not have access to any prepared incense, so burnt Rosemary in sprigs on their shrines and it thus became known as the incense bush. Today, gently smoldering the sprigs on charcoal is still the quickest and easiest way of using fragrant rosemary as incense.

Traces of rosemary have also been found in Egyptian tombs which is not at all surprising considering that the Egyptians knew a thing or two about magic… During the middle ages it was used to smoke out devils during exorcism and it was also burnt in sick rooms as a fumigant for many centuries. Rosemary continued to be burnt in hospital wards in France until the present century and was abandoned at about the same time that modern research had actually proved its antiseptic properties.

Rosemary can delay or prevent putrefaction in meat but we are unable to tell if it was first used in cooking for the flavour or to preserve the meat, for in distant times there was no means of keeping meat refrigerated in hot climates. Rosemary has a long folk magic tradition as a love stimulator and many ancient charms and spells use rosemary for this reason. Bridal wreaths were entwined with fresh rosemary and bridesmaids gave sprigs to the groom to symbolize love and loyalty. The plant has and still is used in countless rituals to promote love. Nowadays we can inhale the scent and visualize its subtler energies bringing love and transformation into our lives.

It seems like rosemary has always been in our lives yet to discover its magical properties we have to find how to open a secret door to the abundant garden within….. Aroma is an important tool for magic and ritual as it facilitates the unlocking of subtle pathways to the subconscious. In ritual we transcend our daily lives and become one with our gods and goddesses. A specially prepared incense wafting around the temple or sacred space can quickly evoke an atmosphere of divine worship. In spell casting and magical rites the power to cause change in ones lives can be greatly enhanced by the appropriate incense intensifying and charging the atmosphere.

Rosemary can be used fresh or dried for incense making and the essential oil can be used as an ingredient in oil blends. The ruling planet of rosemary is the sun, its element is fire and its gender is masculine. Its powers for magical workings and spell craft are that of protection, love, lust, exorcism, purification, healing, sleep, youth. It is also burned in order to receive insight and the smoke is inhaled to promote visions. The essential oil can be sprinkled on to cotton wool balls or tissues and taken into exams or placed in a car during long car journeys to aid in concentration and awareness or while at home the oil can be used in a burner for the same refreshing reasons.

Physical Use: In healing uses rosemary assists the nervous system. It can be made into a into a paste (with olive oil) then added to water for pre-ritual cleansing. Rosemary is used as a representation of union when used within Handfasting Ceremonies, being the suitable replacement of confetti. It is appropriate to use within a Funeral Rite, where onlookers cast the rosemary to the grave. Within the higher degree workings of the Serpent Priesthood, rosemary is the plant that is a part of sacred alchemical and magical combinations.

Magical Use: Rosemary aids intellectual achievements, assists purification, protection, and love. Use rosemary within the Last Rites Service. Rosemary can be used in combinations with other herbs and sacred stones as taught in the Serpent Priesthood as part of a student’s magical training and is part of a sacred alchemical combination within the higher degrees and beyond.

When using herbs for incense making start with simple combinations and then when you feel more confident experiment a bit more. You will soon become familiar with all the correspondences and magical properties. An interesting way to start is to make the appropriate incense for each festival and rites, to be used in your own ceremonies.

Rosemary on its own does make a very divine incense but it also combines very well with other sacred herbs such as sage and lavender. An incense blend which uses half quantities of sage and rosemary or lavender and rosemary (fresh or dried) can be used for purification of the temple, chapel or home and all within including self, clothes, magical tools (if that is your preferred method). It is ideal to burn before a ritual or ceremony of any sort, whilst you are preparing. Let the smoke waft around your temple to cleanse and purify the space. It will create a lovely white smoke that will very easily add the right touch. The aroma is gentle, soothing, almost antiseptic and cleansing in its properties. This incense induces a lovely feeling of relaxation and cannot fail to put anyone in the right frame of mind for ritual, meditation or path working of any description. Please try it, and thoroughly enjoy your experience of Rosemary; the dew of the sea.

February 2013
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TEMPLAR CHURCH: THE SERPENT PRIESTHOOD

“Now is the Time and this is the Hour”

This is indeed a very good time to find out more about us and we warmly welcome all into our order, so please do not hesitate to get in touch.

Group Overview: Templar Church is a diverse group of religious warriors in the United Kingdom. Our Order warmly welcomes both men and women to explore their inner self and discover the lies of this world, fed to all with the help of leaders and in particular governments.

We are determined to complete the work of the Knights Templar by working to show the similarities in all religious belief systems, and how such scriptures have been ‘diluted’ over many centuries for the greed of a few. Templar Church is dedicated to living by the code of Spiritual Warriors, a way of life that fears none and has pure focus in enlightenment for all.

The true teachings of the Knights Templar is a path established long before the dilution of scriptures & misinformation of the modern world. Healing, magic, sacred rites, sacred herb & stone practice, Egyptian & Voodun practices are just a part of this amazing journey.

It is certainly a time of great changes in the world of the mundane; a time of evolving and of truth. Traveling through the degrees of LIGHT can bring about many changes to all those on this path as the ‘real’ truths of human exsistence are revealed.

We are warriors seeking to guide all those who wish to evolve and seek enlightenment. The universe is full of wonders and suprises and to become a warrior one has to let go into being in order to light the ‘Black Flame’ and to acknowledge the teachings of the ‘Black Sun’.

We are all a part of the universe/multiverse and you can have a part to play in the future times if you wish it and to evolve beyond the mundane. We can go deeper in and deeper still to attain that which has always been there but yet has remained hidded within the world of men for many centuries…

The Eve of the Tide is nigh, who cares to ride?

This is the time and this is the hour.

If you wish to join our Order or wish to find out more, please do not hesitate to get in touch via the webpage below or send me a personal email.

“Gi be Dag ma Dara be Ar”

Website: http://templarworld.zzl.org/templarchurch.htm

Email: moon.willow@ntlworld.com

Email:templarworldltd@gmail.com

 

 

The Devil and I…..

Betwixt the strokes of the clanging bell

Midnight hangs like a waiting shroud.

There’s a place so dark no shadows fall;

Tis a void amidst the changing years

So go not there for you’ll not return.

Behind the chimes of the old and the new,

Is an alleyway ancient between the realms

And in this place you must not wait

Lest you be seen by those who observe.

Only the brave will want to go.

Only the courageous will want to know.

For this is the land at the end of time;

The forgotten land where the Devil rides out.

If you hear him, you must close your eyes.

If you see his chariot above the skies

You must wish three wishes so he’ll then pass by.

Do not linger and do not look

For if you do, your soul he will pluck.

At the stroke of midnight

Just walk away,

Do not look back

And do not stay.

How do I know this?

How could this be?

Well of course

The Devil and I keep good company…..

 

The Devil Rides Out…

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She always thought……

She always thought that she could swim underwater

She always thought that she was strong enough to swim against the tide

She always thought that she would forever exist outside of human dreams

But far too late she realised she was drowning…

 

She always thought her wings were forged of mighty steel

She always thought she had the ability to fly right into the sun

She always thought she knew exactly how to ride the winds

But she rode the winds straight into the fire…

 

She never thought that she would actually scorch her beautiful wings

She never thought she would drown alone in the dark night stream

She never thought that her world really was all an illusion

And that the horizon and the dream would always be just that tiny bit out of reach

 

What then, if she allowed herself to drown?

What then, if she allowed her beautiful steel wings to burn up and melt?

And then what would she be; just who would she be?

Alone and lost upon the shores of time the beautiful little fairy took her last earthly breath…

 

 

 

 

 

 

OLD CHRISTMAS TRADITIONS AND THE FENLAND SKATERS

The fens were once a mysterious world apart; a vast land of water and peat bogs splattered with tiny islands where the only way to get around was by lone punts and other such water craft. A silent world, in which other worldly mists eirily swirled in and out of the lives of the fishermen, fowlers and reed cutters as they endeavoured to walk about on wooden stilts when the waters rose dangerously high. Even now long after the draining; the fens do seem to remain a world apart, open, flat, peat blackened and with dykes and embankments that weave their way silently across a ghostly landscape. The feel of a once vast water world still lingers on in the collective memories of today’s fenland folk and many tales are told of witches, sprites, boggarts, will o’the wisp and other strange folk. The many strange place names of the fenland towns and villages that often suggest the ‘ways of old’ seem to have their own tales to tell, tales still waiting to be told. Echoes of the past are everywhere and often time itself appears to have stood totally still. But what of the fenland people themselves and the real, often hard lives they once lived? I hope to be able to give you an insight, a brief glimpse into the winter customs and traditions of the fens.

The Icy Fens

At the turn of the last century it was still a hard way of life in the fens, with little or no luxuries, especially at Christmas. Home made paper chains and holly would decorate the sparse rooms at Christmas and piles of logs filled the hearths and the rooms would always have a smokey air about them. It was always crisply cold outside and everyone huddled around the crackling hearth after a long hard day working on the land. Christmas trees (if you could afford one) would be decorated with sugar mice, fir cones, and even tiny real candles on metal clip holders. Lots and lots of shimmering tinsel would be hung over the tree, something the children always loved doing and even clumps of cotton wool were scattered on the branches to imitate snow. The aroma of fresh pine filled the household but one never dressed the tree before christmas eve and on coming downstairs on christmas morning, gasps of delight would fill the house as the children of the household caught first site of the glittering bedecked tree. It was as if a magical winter fairyland had indeed appeared before one and all. Homemade cakes and puddings filled the kitchen shelves and the luxury of the day would be a box of dates, a dish of nuts, an orange or an apple, all washed down with ginger wine. Usually the Christmas dinner would be a goose or a chicken, plucked and fully prepared in the home kitchen on Christmas Eve, after the children were sent early to bed. It was nothing unusual in those days for the women folk to be up to their elbows in giblets! On Christmas evening the pleasures were simple – lots of roast chestnuts, hot mince pies and a cup of cocoa whilst playing dominos, draughts and the good old favourite, I Spy.

The Yule tree

A hard fenland winter always meant good skating though and 1814 was one such a winter, when the usually sluggish River Cam became a beautiful sheet of smooth, shinning ice, all the way down to Ely. It was a strange sight to see the skaters in their caps and gowns on their steel propellers, whirling away under Clare Hall, Gerard’s Hostel and TrinityBridges, their usually formal gowns streaming out behind them. The fens used to produce some of the finest speed skaters in the country and anyone who has lived in the fens for a long time will no doubt be familiar with the tradition of fen skating. These events were an important event and regularly drew huge crowds and according to a local newspaper report of the time, over six thousand people gathered on Whittlesey Mere on the Monday after Christmas in 1840, both to skate themselves and to watch 16 of the best runners of the day compete for the prize money of £10. An exciting event in every ones eyes, mark my words. And the only accidents reported afterwards were damaged noses and darkened eyes in consequence of fouling or the skaters running into each other!

The little fenland village of Welney boasts the honour of having the fastest speed skaters of all time. All of them having learnt their art on that swampy piece of ground known as Welney Wash. In the 1890’s skaters came from as far afield as Norway and Holland. In those days the winters certainly lived up to their name and produced enough ice each year to last long enough for the fenland skaters to acquire great skills and Cambridgeshire was indeed an ideal nursery for skaters because of its many long, open stretches of water. And the fen folks would often use the ice to go about their daily business, especially when the roads so often became impassable. What a breathtaking sight it must have been to see these skaters flying over the ice at a speed of nine or ten miles an hour as part of their daily lives. Indeed the ice became a lifeline; linking village to village and skaters could easily cover forty to seventy miles a day.

Fen Skating

Many more tales are told of the fenland skaters and of individual achievements and of weeks and weeks of solid frost – what would we make of it now I wonder and just how would we cope? It somehow seems kind of fun to get the chance to try this almost forgotten fenland sport. Interestingly enough, the very cold winter of 2009 through to 2010 again saw the revival of the fenland skaters. For the first time in decades the fens froze over allowing skaters onto the ice in areas such as Earith in Cambridgeshire. Long forgotten skills were revived and skaters who thought they would never experience the thrill of the open ice again took out of storage their old skates and found themselves competing with old and young alike again for the title of speed skater of the fens. Let’s hope then that this tradition along with many others continues to make a welcomed return every few years, thus keeping alive the unique history of the watery fenlands.

Old Father Christmas

Researched from “A Fenland Christmas” by Chris Carling (incl. exerts from Celia Dale, Mabel Demaine, Revd H I C Blake, Frances Collinwood) Compiled with many extra personal reminiscences and research from ‘yours truly’ J

THE LORD OF MISRULE HOLDS COURT IN THE GUILDHALL

The Lord of Misrule Holds Court

Revivals of old customs are not restricted to modern times. The ‘Lord of Misrule’ had his heyday in the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, when he presided over the revels lasting from All Hallow’s Eve until Twelfth Night. In Cambridge in 1868 a somewhat sedate revival of this tradition was held in the Guildhall.

The Invitation:

YE LORD OF MISRULE
WILL HOLD HIS
COURT IN THE GUILDHALL
ON THE EVENING OF

Thursday, January 2nd, 1868
In the Holly Bower with Yule-Log and head of Boar
will he keep his Festival.

Before him will his lieges take their merry pastime, bells will they jingle, puppets will they play, carols will they sing, at the Quintain will they tilt; in wonder may they be dissolved.

To Shovel Board, to Fox and Goose, and to othere ye games of ancientry and joyaunce does he invite his guests.

In the midst of his Court will rise a tree of marvellous fruit, from whose branches, in place of leaves, gauds and gems shall spring, the droppings whereof shall be transformed into work of cunning craftswomen.

To revive the energies of his liege-men and servants, the Lord of Misrule will provide drink from China, berries from Ceylon and flesh of pig
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The charge to prepare this Festival is given to the Wardens, Sidesmen and their fellows of St Michael. A tribute of One Shilling current coin of the realm will be demanded. None will be allowed to enter the doors of the Hall who cannot produce a pass to certify that the tribute has been paid.

Whereas, moreover, the Christmas Tree of the Lord of Misrule produces wondrous fruits, he recommends that the other coins be brought in the pocket, that exchanges may be effected, and memorials of the Yule festival of 1867 be preserved by his lieges.

The Festival will commence at six o’ clock.

The Event (as reported by the Cambridge Chronicle)

The Soiree and Christmas festival announced by St Michael’s parish took place in the Guildhall on Thursday evening. The entertainment was of a novel kind and thoroughly Christmas-like; there was a Christmas jollity on the platform; there was a Christmas air pervading the audience; there was a decidedly Christmas savour in the refreshment stall, and in the boar’s head which graced the table; even the dissolving views were on Christmas subjects.

With over six hundred people present, the entertainment was altogether a great success. From six o’clock till seven the audience promenaded to the strains of an excellent band provided by Mr Sippel, and in investing current coins of the realm at the Christmas tree and at the stall for the sale of an abundance of pretty and useful articles, eagerly pressed by the young ladies, who proved themselves such capital saleswomen, in fact perfectly irresistible.

At seven a procession of singers marched on the orchestra where had been erected a spacious bower for the reception of the Lord of Misrule. His lordship took his seat, with the hobbyhorse and dragon on either side, the lady singers, all similarly habited in Christmas costume, being on the right, the gentlemen on the left. His lordship delivered an appropriate prologue, inviting his guests to partake in the revels, and was followed by an exceedingly good selection of carols, very well sang. This, we might say, was the principle feature of the evening.

Then the spectators were invited to various games and to a Marionette Exhibition, but unfortunately, owing to the sudden indisposition of the young lady who was to have worked the puppets, the exhibition could not take place.

Another selection of music followed and a festive collection of dissolving views concluded the entertainment. We should mention that the Revd. G Weldon and the Senior Churchwarden of St Michael’s gave two short readings which were, we fear, very indistinctly heard. Nevertheless, the whole affair was extremely well managed and reflected great credit on all concerned.

(Taken from Cambridge Chronicle, 4th Jan 1868 as featured in “A Fenland Christmas” by Chris Carling)