The Inner Art of You and I. Tatz Holmes

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      In Deepest Gratitude ...

       In Loving Memory of Stephen D. Norval and in deepest gratitude for Kathleen Norval…my Teachers, my Mentors, my Beloved Friends.

       Dedicated to my incredible family who walked with me through the hard times … my mom Hazel; my sisters Carla and Candice; my brother Darryl.

       To my soul sister Katie Moon and my partner in life Greg.

       Thank You for always encouraging and supporting me to be the best that I can be.

       I Love You All.

      Chapter One

      You are a Master.

      The Master of your world

      and teacher to your people.

      For this is your world,

      and these are your people.

      To them you are Master,

      and you are Servant,

      Just as they are to you.

      As you allow yourself to bow to your world in service,

      So you allow yourself to rise

      and stand in the glory of your Kingdom

      and reign supreme

      As your King and your Queen.

      25~03~2003

       An Energetic Invitation

      My eyes closed, as I lay on the floor. My breath flowing in a long, even rhythm as I allow my awareness to centre into my Heart. With each breath sinking deeper and deeper into the space within. I follow the invitation into imagination and begin the journey into another realm.

      Deeper into the meditation and I am standing on a heart-shaped lily pad floating upon an emerald sea towards a beautiful white domed temple. It is night, a waxing crescent Moon adorns the sky surrounded magnificent diamond stars. Around the base of the temple are stairs leading out of the water and up into an ethereal light emanating from no particular source. Eight ornately carved columns are inter-spaced around the circumference of the temple with balustrades between every second pair. As I walk up the stairs and take in my surreal surroundings, I notice tiny formless “faeries” flying around me, light energy in the most beautiful white-gold colour. It is all so dreamy and beautiful.

      I am guided to a chaise lounge. I walk over, lay down and make myself cosy in amongst soft delicate blankets and cushions. There is a table beside me with a golden rotary phone, I pick up the handset and dial a number, 17 17 17. A slight pause after I say hello and then suddenly the coiled cord of the phone and the handset change form and disappear from my hands as a beautiful golden feathered dragon appears and begins to join with me as a double helix spiral integrated into my energy centres.

      The scene changes and a voice speaks words that I cannot remember. I am aware that there are several Angels in the temple with me. I ask to go into the emerald sea, I somehow know that these are the healing waters of life and I walk naked down the stairs into the water. I first begin to wash by body with my own hands, then by the hands of Angels and finally simply by the water itself as I lie held and supported becoming one with the water as it cleans each of my energy centres. There is something ceremonial about the energy at the temple and I somehow know that something profound is coming and I wish to be purified in these sacred mystical waters.

      A voice says to me, “Become aware of your energy.”

      I am guided to release my attachment to my physical body, to release my human form and simply become my energetic self. I become a rainbow light, but I feel a sense of confusion. I am still attached to having some type of form or shape.

      “What should I be?” I ask.

      “Anything you choose.”

      “Really?” I feel so excited. “Can I be a circle?”

      “If you would like to.” I form into a bubble as I float into the centre of the temple.

      “What else can I do?” I ask feeling a childlike sense of wonder.

      “Whatever you want, try it.”

      I become formless and morph and shape as I dance; swirl and twirl around the temple. I am overwhelmed with joy that and feel tears welling up in my eyes as my physical body lies in my room immersed in this fantastical experience.

      “It is time Dear One, are you ready?” The voice asks.

      “Oh my god, it is really happening isn’t it?”

      Somehow, I know exactly what is to come. The Angels and Faerie beings in the temple surround me in a circle as the roof of the dome begins to open. An Angel Stargate and it is opening for me!

      I witness as the Stargate opens into the Universe and there are more Angels and light beings on the other side waiting. I am held by the Angels and Faeries with me as we begin to rise and go through this magical portal. The most intense feeling overcomes me and I sob out loud. As we are through the Stargate and I am completely surrounded by these magnificent beings, and in a moment they join their energy with mine and begin pouring Divine Love into me. I feel myself expand and become one with those that are around me. I expand again to become the Divine essence of Love, and once more to connect with the source of creation and become all things and no thing at the same time. I am coming home.

      My eyes suddenly open, and I looked up at the ceiling of my room as I listen to the rest of the meditation. After a while, I get up and go sit at my work desk, I felt restless. I am heavy and light and dizzy. My ears began to ring, my breathing deepens, and I burst into tears. I go back to my room, lay back down and close my eyes. I am instantly back through the Stargate.

      “We are not finished, are we?” I asked.

      “No.”

      The ringing in my ears becomes louder, it is not uncomfortable but a pleasant frequency. My forehead begins to pulsate, my breath is heavy, and tears stream down my cheeks. Slowly my breath evens out as I feel myself being attuned to a heightened frequency of consciousness.

      Eventually the ringing in my ears subsides, along with the pulsating in my forehead and I lay there for a time feeling bewilderment and gratitude.

      My meditation is complete.

      Looking back on this meditation and this point in my timeline, I wish to take a moment to honour the journey of life, the path of expansion and the curiosity that is illusion. Do I know what is real and what is not? Not really, I have some thoughts, some ideas and contemplation's, yet in truth, they are just that … thoughts, ideas and contemplation's. They are malleable in their form as they shift and shape to the Dreaming that is life and the process that unfolds as we grow and age. It is truly a wonder how we can be so unaware of this simple occurrence of shifting beliefs and often hold onto what we believe to be true. Some of us do so with an intense ferocity and even create wars because of our steadfastness to the

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