Welcome to the temple beautiful!
The true definition of a sanctuary is a place where perceived opposites meet. In Egypt this meant astrology and astronomy, music and mathematics, psychology and philosophy. All initiates had to walk the implied path between mercy and severity on their journey towards enlightenment. After all, the truth has always hung in the balance.
Egyptian temples were places where the gods lived on Earth. For thousands of years, these sanctuaries celebrated the marriage of the masculine and feminine as part of the Great Work. These alchemical forces sustained the gods and allowed them to play their reproductive roles—outside the temple, the singing obelisks amplified the power of the Sun while the heptagonal facade stirred the womb of the Earth:
This blog then, is really an attempt to resurrect a wisdom which in Egypt survived the rise and fall of empires. Happily, the tombs in the Valley of the Kings and the temples of the Nile still preserve this legacy. Most famously, Luxor hints at the Anthropocosm—man as the cosmos. If you read on, you may feel the awakening of the western spiritual tradition inside you.
The Egyptians were the first to practice a Jungian psychology of archetypes and to recognise the fundamental restorative power of the unconscious. They realised that in sleep and dreams, one experiences these depths as a psychic reality in which one may encounter gods and the deceased alike.
In conventional western theology an attempt is made to know God by thought; to make statements about divinity. In Hermeticism this effort is abandoned and replaced by a union with God directly—enlightenment that comes from the balance of time and space, knowledge and faith, female and male. Nowhere is this alchemical marriage more beautifully depicted than in Johfra Bosschart’s Libra:
Above: the resolution of the opposites
We know very little about the ancient people that gave birth to dynastic Egypt. Were they white, black or brown? Delightful, dangerous or devout? If they enslaved the Jews, one of the smartest races on Earth, how advanced were they? What was it like to live in a matriarchal society when the climate was wet and the influence of Memphis could be felt on three continents?
The Nile was always been a fickle mistress. Later dynasties had to deal with feasts and famines even as the desert advanced. Like a mirage, Egypt has always been a mystery. After all, what are we referring to—the Old Kingdom? Egypt under the Nubians? The Persians? The Greeks? Like a shimmering enigma, the secrets of this empire have been steadily receding for thousands of years—the last glimmer was the Temple of Isis at Philae, six centuries after Christ:
Much later, when the bones of Egypt were bleached white by the desert sun, there was still something left behind—their sacred geometry. This informed not just their spirituality but also their art and architecture. If you read on and make a contribution, you will rediscover their legacy—the ROYAL CANON we call the Philosopher’s Stone.
While immortality can now be accessed by anyone, it used to be the exclusive domain of the spiritual elite. No longer—once you have taken the governing principles of the universe to heart, then you will come to understand its fractal nature. For a small contribution you can now access the wisdom of Those Who Never Died.
The author is an adventurous eater, a frequent traveller and a midnight blogger. Right now I’m in the Big Easy, a town Anthony Bourdain described as a “glorious mutation”. Leaving aside the culinary arts, who can forget that New Orleans and Cairo are sister cities based on a stereographic projection of the Earth?
Western culture is all about doing. Since my time in México however, I have begun to accept that life is actually about being; I’m coming to trust that my presence is the most valuable part of me. Slowly, I am developing the courage to be grateful—in spite of it all. The search for meaning remains the most sacred of quests and our mythology must be celebrated in the face of renewed threats.
Sacred geometry for me provides the balance required to access the most profound truths. Long derided as the legacy of prehistoric man, its real benefit is how to live life—a modality based on love. Because it involves the spiritual interpretation of mathematics, it is the least corruptible of all the theological teachings. In terms of the mythology, I always try to write simply and avoid material I don’t understand.
MathMelodics is a hyperspatial state that I experience. Like a waking dream, it fuses opposite aspects of human awareness into a resonant flower. Based on concepts of balance, it is at once alive and dead, dynamic and static, symphony and orchestra.
Welcome to the Way of the White Lion.