When We Change Our Inner World, Our Outer World Changes Too
“What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.” ~ Rumi
A young man answered a deep inner call and travelled to far distant lands, the reason? he was amidst his own soon to be gentle passing. Upon arriving in his new home and lands he found it’s people down trodden and lacking in magic. Much decay was about the town and hope had all but evaporated and so the young man did what he had always done. He set about opening hearts and minds for that is the only way to raise vibrations. At first the towns folk thought he was insane and for some a great source of amusement. Until it came to pass that his simple acts of kindness began to melt and thaw even the most hardened of hearts. One of the things that the young man did instinctively was to polish old penny’s the lowest currency at hand. Thereafter handing one out to each towns folk he met saying; “here, a gift for you, a magic penny, use it to change your inner world, for when you have you’ll be able to change your outer world too”, to the great puzzlement of the penny recipients. As time passed by more and more subtle but unique things began to happen about the town and the young man found himself amongst one other and then two and then three others who believed in his penny magic. Then one day a beautiful young traveller happened to arrive in the town and as the young man gave her, his magic penny the two fell instantly in love. And as that happened they completely merged into one and their souls danced within the cosmos of all times and love and happiness was the symphony of their union. Soon it became the day of the great carnival something inconceivable prior to the young mans arrival. And such was the energy and magnitude of this undertaking that reporters and tv film crews came from far and wide and amidst this illusion of celebrity status many took centre stage, as the young man on his part simply dissolved into the background. Equally those who’d believed in the young man began to drift away with great humility and dignity, for they knew that the process was over and their necessary work had been done. The young man then with weary bones yet happy eyes smiled with great compassion in that moment at the deep love of his life as she tearfully told him that she was needed back home and would need to leave early the next morning too. And as they held each other with grace amidst the timelessness splendour of unconditional love, she asked him gently; “so how do you feel my love?” He smiled warmly and through his tears gently replied; “O I feel very happy my love albeit I am extremely tired”. A moment of incomprehensible solace befell the two in that moment and she replied with the love of the highest of all ranking angels; “but my love you were dying when I first met you and so I do truly understand your weariness, for in truth I don’t know where your reserves of energy have come from”. The young man smiled and wiping the tears from the cheeks of his lover waggishly replied; “O that’s my magic penny, my kismet and sum, did I ever tell you just how powerful they are?” knowing full well, that of course he had. She on her part soulfully buried her head into the young mans chest and replied; “O my love what will I be without you?”. “Anything and everything my love” replied the young man, “anything and everything my love, for star dust we are and star dust we will always be, for star dust love is eternal”. That night the two that were one made love under the stars and time itself had no meaning for their unified cosmos was so bright and so deeply, deeply healing that diamonds would have been dazzled by its brightness. However and some weeks on the young man sat alone upon the chair in the gardens of the main square, the chair he had first sat upon, the first day he arrived into town. Motionless he sat all that day in deep meditation and not a soul disturbed his contemplations, albeit some looked from afar and some even shed a tear. For they knew all to well just how unwell and frail the young man was now and they also knew that a great healing transition was taking place. And as the sun finally set so did the young mans soul eloquently take leave of his weary and broken body. Whilst in another place many months from that time his lover opened the letter that announced her loves passing and as the tears rolled down her face a baby could be heard to cry in the distance. And with grace and composure she gently slid the letter deep into a book titled the way of the peaceful warrior that her lover had given her and made her way to settle and nurture her baby. Several years on she visited the town where she had met and fallen in love with the great love of her life and as she sat in his chair and thought about what could have been. A little girl ran up to her and said; mummy, mummy look, look, look at this the nice gardener man has given me a bright shiny magic penny and he says I should use it to change my inner world for if I do that will always help me to change my outer world for the better”. In that moment her mum broke down in tears and the little girl in a state of panic asked; “have I done something wrong mummy?” to which her mummy replied; “no sweetheart you haven’t done anything wrong, silly mummy always crys when she see’s or hears magic. For magic from a good heart can heal all souls and I sense great, great healing today from the penny you’ve been given”. The little girl smiled and replied; “he was a very nice man mummy and I’m sure I’ve met him before, I hope he comes by so you can see him and maybe he will give you a penny too”. In that moment a towns woman across the square shouted; “hey, hey lady is this taxi for you?” And of course it was so the young mans lover and their daughter began walking across the square towards the waiting taxi. As they got nearer to the towns woman who’d shouted about the taxi the young mans lover politely asked; “who is the nice gardener of the square?” To which the towns woman adopted a most comical and puzzled look upon her face and replied; “gardener, there is no gardener, that is a community garden that the local children tend to”. The brow and heart of the young mans lover immediately sank and as they did she wistfully replied; “okay thank you” as she and their daughter climbed into the taxi rear. All the way to the bus station the little girl talked about the gardener and her magic penny until and as they arrived at the bus station the young mans lover said to their daughter; “you must let that go now, there is no gardener” to which the little girl replied; “yes there is and that’s him there”. Pointing to a tatty old poster of the towns great carnival and there in the background was the young man smiling with joy with his love by his side and in that moment the love of all times flowed into her aching heart. And as she paid for their fare she was again taken aback when the taxi driver said; “there you go lady, here’s a magic penny, use it to change your inner world, for when you have you will change your outer world and for the better too”. And she smiled and replied; “thank you, for I do believe in penny’s and magic, for I was taught by a great love and a great teacher that as above, so below, as within, so without is the timeless healing vibration of all souls”. The taxi driver smiled and said; “wow, now that’s powerful, have a great day lady.” The young mans lover smiled, kissed the young man in the poster and then holding their daughter up to look upon his face said; “that’s your daddy sweetheart a truly bright morning star, just like you regulus”, and eternal love permeated all things, for love is the vibration of all healing and everything.
“This story is a distilled extract from my Book of Mysteries”
I hope you’ve enjoyed this simple little post which draws upon many aspects of my own alchemistic journey. Of course I’ve embellished that journey a bit with a degree of magic and mysticism too and all in the hope that you can use it as a tool. For the journey back into remembering is a long journey, filled with monsters and seemingly invincible odds. Yet if we stick with it and fully commit to really learning all our lessons well our soul will always accommodate all our rememberings, for that is the way of all things. As with all the posts and page content of this blog. There are deep and multi layered awakening and healing messages embedded within a myriad of gentle metaphors. All of which is purposely interwoven with mystical symbolism of many forms, each nuance included to enlighten, to inspire and to inform. That said; this post the young man, soul love and magic although written many years ago could only be posted on this day. For the distillation of the healing and learning journey captured in this post needed to align with the planetary shifts, for without that it could not bring about the healing that needed to be.
“Only the strongest of souls can bring light into darkness, wisdom into lacking and love to replace hate, for they have mastered the lesson of mortal suffering and have risen to the challenge of service.” ~ Orion Bright Star
”Seek the light, trust the light, be the light and ask the light to always be with you” ~ Barry Hardy
“Be generous in prosperity, and thankful in adversity. Be worthy of the trust of thy neighbor, and look upon him with a bright and friendly face. Be a treasure to the poor, an admonisher to the rich, an answerer of the cry of the needy, a preserver of the sanctity of thy pledge. Be fair in thy judgment, and guarded in thy speech. Be unjust to no man, and show all meekness to all men. Be as a lamp unto them that walk in darkness, a joy to the sorrowful, a sea for the thirsty, a haven for the distressed, an upholder and defender of the victim of oppression. Let integrity and uprightness distinguish all thine acts. Be a home for the stranger, a balm to the suffering, a tower of strength for the fugitive. Be eyes to the blind, and a guiding light unto the feet of the erring. Be an ornament to the countenance of truth, a crown to the brow of fidelity, a pillar of the temple of righteousness, a breath of life to the body of mankind, an ensign of the hosts of justice, a luminary above the horizon of virtue, a dew to the soil of the human heart, an ark on the ocean of knowledge, a sun in the heaven of bounty, a gem on the diadem of wisdom, a shining light in the firmament of thy generation, a fruit upon the tree of humility.” ― Baha’u’llah
The Inner Planes Are Where Soul Magic Unfolds – Sat Tat Aum, The Kingdom of God is Within
Mortality is an incredible privilege, when we accept the frailties of the mortal condition ~ Barry Hardy
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