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Life and Death at the Hunters’ Moon

Wednesday’s Full Moon is redolent with the memory of running and hiding, running and hiding in fear of giant black-caped horsemen seeking everywhere to find me.  It is my recurring nightmare since childhood.  They were hunters wreaking vengeance, and the Full Moon to come fittingly is the Hunter’s Moon, and the Moon of Decision.

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Philip: Love and Grief

Some years before the sad death of the Duke of Edinburgh on Friday, the Queen remarked that grief is the price we pay for love.  She was right.

Without love we are nothing.  Our soul and human purpose is to learn about love, to express love and to teach love.  Love is the essence of the Christ Consciousness and, until humanity understands and epitomises love, Maitreya, the Christ, cannot return to us.  Love is the cornerstone of the new civilisation of Earth, and it is fundamental to our future.

Love comes in many forms: it can be false, illusory, manipulative, possessive and controlling.  A lot of love is pledged for personal gain or opportunistically, empty promises hiding superficial desire.  Love is a word that is over-used and often misunderstood, for true love, the love of which I speak, is unconditional, and it may be that the Queen knew this when she spoke.

Unconditional love is selfless love, a love that is without ulterior motive, one that understands and forgives without condoning or being blind.  It is a pure love that may be felt by parents to their children, guardians to their animals, champions of Gaia to Earth, and that is felt by God to everything.  It is a beautiful love that enriches and nurtures, particularly when it is reciprocated equally rather than being one-way as it so often is in our human world of complex, uneven relationships.

This special love between two people equally is rare these days, but it may be that it was the basis for the unwavering partnership between Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip over many decades, each giving much to the other and each honouring the other too.  It was something the public took for granted, perhaps, and only now as we reflect upon the life of the Duke of Edinburgh do we see the importance of their union and how it touched life far beyond the Palace.

Reciprocated or not, it can be a painful love.  We humans can be blind in recognising the nature of unconditional love, spurning it or otherwise hurting the holder – but the love goes on regardless, for it is unconditional.  Like the Queen, Prince Philip loved the people of Britain and the Commonwealth, and only now in his death are we learning of all he did to help them, which may be why there is so much sadness being expressed even by those who never knew him.  Despite vitriol and judgment thrown at him he did his best, and he did much.

When one part of a pure shared love breaks, as so often it does in our mortal world, the grief is heart-breaking in the one who is left, for the price of such love is high:  the void left may be covered over with time but it is always there like a constant ache.  In time we may be able to understand that the love is there still even without the physicality, and that there will be a reunion and resumption one day.

Yes, grief is a high price to pay for love, but the gift of the love that has gone before is priceless.    The Queen, in her wisdom and her faith, may know this and take comfort from it as she mourns.

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No Limit on Love

As Mercury begins his backward movement once again, his disruptive influence is being felt in many ways, overshadowing the days around the celebration of Valentine, the public, and private, time for the expression of love.  In this mode of regression he highlights often uncomfortably what we need to see, confusing our established reality to help us see the truth beneath the illusion.  All noticeable occurrences or coincidences are a lesson or reminder, including that of love. 

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A Tale of a Bullfinch

Some years ago, I was saddened when a pair of bullfinches proudly introduced their new young family to the dandelion seed heads along the drive, only for every one of the juveniles, over the next few days, to lose their path and die, flying into windows. The time when birds leave their nest and learn about life is when they are at their most vulnerable, and so it proved. My heart grieved for the parents, who watched and saw and who will have grieved, briefly, too.

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Black Holes and Portals

The photograph yesterday of a black hole in a far distant galaxy was headline news all over the world, eclipsing even Brexit in its importance.

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Autumn Fire

The tiny Welsh village where I live, enclosed by a great river and ancient mountains, values peace and the steady rhythm of nature and timeless tradition. There are no fireworks nor burnings of effigies on this or any other Bonfire Night, but the smell of woodsmoke hangs in the frosty air as a reminder of fire celebrations all over the world, and of the imminence of winter.

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A Simple World, without Desire

 

Because my life is, comparatively, uncomplicated, the complexities of the world beyond can seem extraordinary.

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The Sacred Symbolism in Life and Death

When a being is hovering between life and death, the opportunities for healing and growth are enormous, and, as importantly, new channels of communication emerge, sacredly and symbolically.

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