25 April - (Earth) Liber LXV, 1:34-36
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34. Thou seest yon petal of amaranth, blown by the wind from the low sweet brows of Hathor?
35. (The Magister saw it and rejoiced in the beauty of it.) Listen!
36. (From a certain world came an infinite wail.) That falling petal seemed to the little ones a wave to engulph their continent. -
The work of the Masters may cause turmoil and great discomfort, however there is a necessity to it.
I'd like to think of this in the microcosm. There may be things I don't understand that occur, but the Master within guiding the journey takes great satisfaction in the understanding and wisdom of the whole picture. Even if there is pain and discomfort it is that I be made stronger that I may be capable of more joy.
Looking at 777 amaranth is associated with Line 2 of the key scale corresponding to Chokmah and the Magus. Hathor is associated with line 14 and also the path of Daleth connecting Chokmah to Binah. So possibly the petal is like the word of the Magus flowing along its path to Binah. Then it is given to the world below the abyss while causing a great change and disrupting the world ("a certain world" - Assiah?) as it is known.
Makes sense to me, but I very well could be looking at this wrong.
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What I get from this is: what's good for the Soul may not be perceived as good for the ego and all of it's little creations. In fact, some things that are good and pleasant to the soul are downright destructive to the ego.
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34. Thou seest yon petal of amaranth, blown by the wind from the low sweet brows of Hathor?
35. (The Magister saw it and rejoiced in the beauty of it.) Listen!
36. (From a certain world came an infinite wail.) That falling petal seemed to the little ones a wave to engulph their continent.Hathor!
Any identification with an outcome spells anxiety of some sort. This is the birth of the unacceptable, the ugly.
You lose a true appreciation of the world's quality by taking part in the world. Taking part corrupts, and is corrupt.
Not identifying with the result, not investing emotional capital in the struggle, not losing perspective—easier said than done.
Love and Will
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34. Thou seest yon petal of amaranth, blown by the wind from the low sweet brows of Hathor?
35. (The Magister saw it and rejoiced in the beauty of it.) Listen!
36. (From a certain world came an infinite wail.) That falling petal seemed to the little ones a wave to engulph their continent.[My first attempt at doing these meditations...]
Note that the following isn't rooted in intuition as I would like it to be, but it is what it is.
It seems to me that the dance of the Greater is at the expense and ultimate disregard of the Lesser. It's even this way at an everyday level; our actions at a macroscopic level involve countless deaths and "tribulations" at a cellular level.
93, 93/93.
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I really like what everyone has written so far and I really did not have anything to say until I read the comment by Ash. I then relooked at it and now I add my own thought.
" 34. Thou seest yon petal of amaranth, blown by the wind from the low sweet brows of Hathor? "
There is beauty even in this statement as it talks about the petal that may possibly be the word as mojorisin44 pointed out, but then he seems to question of whom the word came from. Seeing that it was blown from the low sweet brows, makes it sound like it was knowledge or truth as if coming out of the third eye.
" 35. (The Magister saw it and rejoiced in the beauty of it.) Listen! "
It seems that he not only saw the beauty but heard the rejoicing of such beauty
" 36. (From a certain world came an infinite wail.) That falling petal seemed to the little ones a wave to engulph their continent. "
For some reason the infinite wail seems to come from a seemingly un-penetrate-able wall that seems to come from the individual soul that has been trying to find the petal. Sometimes the smallest part of you can be impacted by the smallest part of the truth in such it way that it may engulph your whole world.