
I Walk
I walk the path of knowing living in the not-knowing, death as the mother of memory, the nourisher of dreams in this confluence of all things that is the perpetual present. Comfortable with the not-knowing, forgetting is for getting. It makes more room for the god stuff to breath. That often magnetizes more good stuff for more intense breath, for more intense forgetting, for getting the good. Is health simply integrated armor?
Are We
Are we all the unmoved mover? Do we all move like entering Mont St. Michel? The scheduling danger of coming and going. Too attached to your plans? Cool, I suggest to not attend the visceral, experiential feast that is Mont St. Michel then. Though, if fluid, and not going with the flow, as only dead fish go with the flow, do you tack the sailboat of your life with fluid fluency into the wind? Back and forth navigating forward into the intensity, do you move from depth to heights to rise up and open yourself like a corporeal cloister?
Once Said
Christian Norbert-Schulz once said:
How does a building stand on the ground?
How does it extend to the sides?
How does it open and close?
How does it reach for and zipper with the sky?
To which I will add,
How does it feel?
What Are the Consequences Of Feeling?
Well, ice crystal recording devices can be a cool gig.
Look What Can Happen
To the top of your car when you come home in butt-ass cold one winter evening as the sun sets after a 30-minute drive after giving a Tarot reading that fills you with, This is why I do this, and discover THIS the next morning.
(c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard Her fully grounded out-of-body experience flying as high as her roots go deep Benevolent Dragon Wings
(c) 2014 Jordan Hoggard(C) 2011 Jordan Hoggard. Notice all the little people up and down HieroDood… wisdom, new spirit, activation, down-to-earth spirit. Inspired by The cave scene in “The English Patient.”
I give you a place of your own to clearly float fully supported in your mind activating your crown chakra. Chrysalis, fully afloat in supportive clarity. Hanged Man Copper Birth Card Talisman Yoniverse, fresh, nurturing, carrying to full term to bring to life, Great Mother Empress Copper BirthCard Talisman
I Draw, and in So Doing
I draw And, in so doing I abduce, I draw out... Yesterday evening. I drew The Emperor, and said nothing. That spoke volumes to me, That I said nothing. Just sat, feeling Silence. That spoke volumes to me, the Architect. Too attached to form. Too attached to results. Too drawn. Too specified. Too dimensioned. Place established, I now care less about dimensioning beauty. It’s time to over-listen, and in whole-body listening, underspeak, as I feel into my Silence, as I listen to others.
I Currently Have 6 Favorite Quotes
I have six favorite quotes in no particular order. They all orbit together in my Idea Solar System as they do at any given time. Currently, they are all Rx, stationed, powerful as they sit and emanate.
Retrograde, Rx, is a stationing, a sitting planted strongly, the intensity of the focused power of patience. Mercury Rx? Downshift. Re-sync to the new tach level. Dial in to dive in differently. Mercury Rx in Mars Rx? We might need a new transmission soon. Till then, shift n corner differently as only you can. Your Life, Your Way. It’s not no better time than the present. The present is perpetual. What am I, What are You, going to do with all this future in front of us, Now? Death may be the Mother of memory, and Nourisher of dreams, though Now is always the time. I chose The Tower. I drew The Tower. I had already created and made The Tower. Though, now? World-altering? Nope. World ALTARing. Sometimes, when it appears that everything fell apart, did everything simply fall in place for the first time outside the bounds of your expectations? Inspect your expectations. Has your life simply come together for the first time in a way you are full-on unfamiliar with? It can certainly induce a startle. Fortunately, I run towards gunfire. I tack the sailboat into the wind square my shoulders to face the time in the space of this place now unconcerned with form and results with Self.
Be yourself. I hear everyone else is already taken.
~ Oscar Wilde
I Currently Have
I currently have six favorite quotes:
Symbolic representation and imagistic writing are the pure hieratic forms of esoteric expression. Through symbolism, and through it alone can we read the thought of the Ancients. It is only through the symbolical that we will be able to coordinate the known elements of this great civilization and that the writing may take on its true meaning.
~ R.A. Schwaller de Lubicz — The Temple In Man, p. 19
There came a time when the risk of remaining tight in the Bud was more painful than the risk of blossoming.
~ Anais Nin
Trees with strong roots laugh at storms.
~ Malay Proverb
A heart in love with beauty never grows old.
~ Turkish Prverb
Forgetting is for getting. It makes more room for the good stuff to breathe.
~ Jordan Hoggard riffing off of to evolve the Imagination Primer from Tarot in the Land of Mystereum.
If you don’t read the paper each morning, you’re uninformed. If you do, you’re misinformed.
~ Mark Twain
Cloister of Self ~ The Temple In Man
The Temple of Luxor at Karnak
How Do You Listen
When Silence Presents
The Oculus of Itself To Self,
To You?*
* Note: Jung, Nietzsche, and the Wm pair, Blake and James, were napping at the time of this post. Well, that’s what I was told When they could not be reached for comment to provide a quote. I’m pretty sure they played hooky and are hanging out with Julia Morgan and Harriet Tubman and Cleopatra and Sophia. Pallas-Athena and Moira and Astraea will take your cover at the door.
From deep and chthonic Sacral places Kundalini-ing up through numinous Crown
How Do You Listen
When Silence Presents
an Oculus of Connection?*
Tip Your Server? Cool, Buy Me a Coffee. Thanks Much.
* Note: The Portal of the Seamless Segue wormhole in the 9 of Pentacles gifted by The World looking up from within the obelisk.
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Timothy Price
October 16, 2020 at 10:44 am
I like how you walk through sacred architecture, tarot and places in verse. I know all abut that 30 minute drive, often more, twice daily. For a long time now I’ve pondered and questioned is contemporary sacred architecture sacred? Are we seduced by the romantic allure of ancient architecture to believe it is truly sacred? Is it the longevity, the style, the craftsmanship of iconic sacred buildings? I have been in many old cathedrals and monuments and there seems to be a Devine presence in those structures that I have never felt in the contemporary “neo-bank” style of many churches today.
Jordan Hoggard
October 16, 2020 at 11:52 am
Thank you, Timothy. Much appreciated.
I’m with you on that about the sacred, and I don’t feel seduced by an allure of ancient architecture as a rule, more that I’m its willing consort.
It feels to me to be about depth and materials. A good amount of modern architecture feels more concerned with form, read in: persona, than the feel of the space. I don’t get bullied away from styles I don’t care for if their spaces have a developed feel.
I will say that I’ve never felt the sacred in plastic or Tyvek or Dryvit. I feel there is an earth-born, natural materials quality that begins to drive sacred, then the composition and how the spaces are formed and feel, etc etc.
“Neo-bank” Love that as a description. I often call Post Modern, Post Menstrual. Just cramps one’s style. Have to raise my eyebrows and not even lend an eye roll. More a ok, move along… nothing of value to see here.
Karen Sealey
October 16, 2020 at 11:03 am
Integrated armor? Armour? Amour…?
Jordan Hoggard
October 16, 2020 at 11:53 am
Armor All. Makes the tires shiny. 🙂 Or is it Amor All that makes tires shiny?
Karen Sealey
October 16, 2020 at 12:02 pm
Lol yes! That one Amor! You know what us Brits are like sticking U into everythung…
Jordan Hoggard
October 16, 2020 at 1:25 pm
I wondered why I was everywhere. U Brits keep putting the U of Me in words. Like a Tar Baby, just can’t get U out of the words. 🙂
Karen Sealey
October 16, 2020 at 1:30 pm
Yeah… Blame us Brits but we all know Cher started it with her I’ve got U babe 🤣
Jordan Hoggard
October 16, 2020 at 9:41 pm
Ha! I think Aristotle started the U, and he most likely was riffing off Heroditus or vice versa… and then The Egyptian chime in with The Bangles. 🙂
Karen Sealey
October 16, 2020 at 9:45 pm
U think therefore U is 😜
Jordan Hoggard
October 16, 2020 at 9:45 pm
Xactly. 🙂