A Holy Merkaba: The Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be

I have experienced an interesting development in the noetical world when I pray the Our Father, Hail Mary, and Glory Be.

I was taught these prayers as a young kid by my mom and we used to recite the Rosary together, especially during Lent.  I’ve prayed the Rosary off and on over the years, mostly off, especially since transcending lower level (note that I’m not saying “bad levels!”) religious paradigms where the Rosary is often taught and prayed. Yet, powerful and life-giving collective thoughtforms (elementals) exist in the World’s Collective Conscious because of the Rosary.  These can be source of comfort in times of emotional stress.

However, even though I may have transcended certain levels years ago, I don’t throw the Rosary out.  Instead I include it and find it as a new kind of tool to help me anchor in the present moment.  I keep a finger Rosary with me on my person and in the car.  And for the past few years, when I would pray the words, I do the opposite of what the lower level Rosary teachings teach.  Instead of filling my head with images of Jesus’ life (all good stuff, I’m not saying it is wrong!) and concentrating on each bead within its particular Mystery, I use the words, now imprinted in my heart (nous), as anchors to keep my mind open to the present moment and free of thoughts in general.  I think that it would be similar to the Orthodox “Jesus Prayer” or “Prayer of the Heart” (and thankfully now Catholics are rediscovering this prayer, too). Praying the Rosary from a Apophatic standpoint was my game for a good while.

Then, about 3 months ago, something began to shift inside of me when fingering the Rosary and reciting the words.  A new kind of gnosis “descended” or downloaded…I don’t know how to describe it.  I began to perceive certain meta-energies associated with the different prayers, namely the Our Father, Hail Mary, and Glory Be.  It was as if I was tapping into, via the Angelic Elementals of the prayers themselves, the very structure of the Cosmos, of Creation.  There were no images associated with this gnosis but it was a noetical knowing that made itself very strongly felt.

That gnosis included these things:

The Our Father, taken as a whole, (using Daskalos’ wording) is the Absolute Beingness that through It’s Will-Pleasure created the Universe.  The Our Father felt like a blanket of pure Transcendence which, out of Love, descends and begets.  It became for me, “The Above.”

The Hail Mary, taken as a whole, felt like “The Below” which moves upward in a loving, yearning, receptive movement of Creation towards Creator. The energy is like a vessel that receives, much like a sun flower that receives water and sun and then bursts forth in praise and glory towards That which Created it.

The Glory Be, taken as a whole, felt like the whole gestalt of the first two prayers.  That BOTH were God, of equal status, since how can God be less than God?

As I mentioned above, these three insights were like downloads of cosmic knowledge that were accompanied by feelings of wholeness, love, joy, peace, and perspective. Then, three days ago, something new began to happen.

I began to “see” with my inner vision the meta-energies of the forces behind the prayers.  I did not force the images into being, nor create them. They just “appeared.”  The Our Father was like a perfect downward pointing four-sided pyramid made of pure crystal with a silvery-white shimmer. The Hail Mary was like upward pointing four-sided pyramid made of a light-blue crystal.  And the Glory Be “proclaimed” the Merkaba to be One and Whole containing all the Parts (the Many-ness of God)!  As the Proclamation radiates loudly the whole Holy Merkaba shines forth a brilliant golden light.

So now, the feelings of the energies mentioned above that were picked up my nous were accompanied by images that perfectly (for me) captured the essence of the feelings.  Perhaps what I’m picking up is something like the Grand Archetype or Grand Elemental that exists in the Causal Planes which then gets manifested down in the realms of the material worlds in myriad forms.  I don’t know.  But I’m grateful.

 

 

 

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