The Alchemical Rede Magazine
By Clarity
Holding The Matter Of Myself
Introduction:
Life is more forward every day than we realize.
2025 August 24th Issue
Holding The Matter Of Myself
Pulling taut the Red Thread, we bring into focus the meaning behind the Words, we knit the frame and we knit the fashion into Mind.
Gathering the outer most, we content our inner most and combine the elements for the Alchemy to match the Existial Presence as needed, so that the continuity remains intact.
Once over the bridge, there is a chance for more than one to gain footing and their step will be more secured. Our travels lead us into far away places, and we are aware of the Red Thread’s vibrational frequency.
Listening for the Round Sound of noted Pattern, the Ease is felt and the causes for limitation drop away. Dissolved are the remnants of transient incompletions, and the forward movement gains speed.
The wonder is maintained and the increase is volumed, so that the encouragement has a deeper meaning, allowing for the Knowing and Feeling to merge with one another, and create the opening for Recognition.
Entering into a profound space of Time, the gravity lifts its weight, and Momentum greets the Nu with gratitude and a greater sense of belonging.
Edged in the colors of fortitude, the steps anchor themselves and the body stands upright, ready to forge ahead, using the elemental components to reach the conclusional apex.
Pyramidial in scope, we are remedied of any limitational drift, so that the up-coming advance is available in an order most suited for traveled mapping.
In the course of becoming more available, all levels open their wings to flight and the ease knits itself deeply into the alliance.
Allied with the elemental force of Nature, the Ease belongs in front of the movement, so that motion is in rhythm with the Mycelial Network of Fibered Communication.
Allowing the occurrence to forward itself beyond the limitational, we are then able to knit our steps from one space to another in record time. To record the notes of meaning, is to expand the Expression beyond hardship.
Close-knit, the field must open to the allowed Grace, and what was once impedimental, is moved out of consequence, so now movement runs free, and is capable of penetrating past the limitational blocks.
Rendered immobile, limitation can be disassembled and its parts used to create elemental weavings, much like the Mycelial Network breaks down matter into components that feed geomatric solids into form.
The radial circumference is rounding its course, and the orbit created moves through and beyond containment that reduces expression. Marked are the Words of Compassion, and their lift is levitational in scope.
Out of nothing, the something of matter is alchemical, so that its reach surpasses the no of not, and becomes the yes of Knotted. The weave is woven, the threads are cast off, and the garment is now to be worn.
Slipping into the Robe of Knowledge, its fit is exact and the quality unsurpassed. Once unable to cope with the idea of finery, the atmosphere must now contain a space of allowance the creates abundance.
Woven are the words, and now their worth is coming due, so that an exactitude can complete itself into wholeness. This brings to the forefront, the most forward foot and the right step.
Alice sits down to enjoy her own cup of tea, and the Rabbit joins her. Pocketing his watch, he says,” Time is such a comfort, and can be such a distraction.”
The cup and saucer move closer, as do the spoons, forks, and knives, to get a better spot to listen. “What a day this has been”, says Alice,” when have you ever seen so many wanting something and not saying a thing?”
The Cheshire Cat appears at the foot of the Table, “Last time I saw this much Desire with this much quiet, the ocean slipped its basin, and half the water spilled out. It was a mess!”
“Let’s not scare our guests”, said Alice, “ what happened doesn’t mean it has to happen again, besides, there are many more positive factors favoring out-comes these days.”
The Dormouse was busy pour out more tea and said, “What I’ve noticed lately is that when someone wants to speak, but doesn’t is the time to knit a few hands in a row, and then gather up your thought and first say them to yourself”.
The Owl said, “When I was young, it seemed there were more interested in finding than getting, and the exploration meant so much more, so good to see its come back around again.”
The Pea Green Boat was tied up at the dock, and the crew (the Pussycat) had everything tidied up. Not s stitch out of order, and the plates were stacked a mile high. You never knew when more guests would arrive.
I fold myself more closely now, I allow less room between the layers, so that I can feel more deeply the meaning of who I am, why I am, in the current of this time living, living differently than when I was young, but in so many ways, the same.
The same repeating Self, as when I was born. Who opens the present of oneself best, it is the Self that must be present to the Self that can occupy the Space of where one pulls from, to make more of each day.
We have the first choice best choice and only real choice, all the others are the result of another’s choice. We must know our space in all directions, and become aware of our own above and below.
We come from below and we rise up into the Above, and we occupy each day, widening the scope our our attention, so that the intention of who we have come to be can be realized in many more directions than just one.
We can’t go straight ahead without going straight below and walking the roots, making sure your present is built upon them.
To be corrugated is to be folded exactly into Place, by your grounded system of Rooted Awareness. You walk your roots, and they make your way forward.
You can’t just visit, you have to walk inside them each day, because they are what you feed from, and you recognize each moment, your Source, whether you know it or not.
Pre-tend makes the council available, you cannot know your future before it happens, but you can pre-tend it eons ahead. Mark your way, in your more momentary Rede, as if it is where you came from.
We are inside of the ever-yielding space that we have pretended to eons ago. We move our mapped footing with the confidence that life gives, and it comes from our persistence, insistence that we live.
We live the climb, we live the walk, we live the reach, we live the embracement, we live the Vision, we live the Penetrated Force, as it equalizes a life of being, giving, becoming, realizing, formulating, resolving, transforming, and acceptance.
You are fortuned by the force that evolves you each moment in time, towards the very beginning of your existence, as a being inside of life.
Each day the Sound makes its way above the horizon, and its glow is so pervasive, that the ability to grow from its insistence is what keeps alive all that you know, feel, and recognize.
What is not readily recognized is the invisible that spans distance as though it were nothing, and makes something from that travel.
Light speed is multiplied by the input of Need, Want, and Desire, voiced into Sound. A Sound principle necessary for the Red Thread to mark its spot in Time/Space and Space/Time.
Located by the Thread of Existence, the Modial components fit together to read the correct mapped spot, the Dot that centers all Beingness into the spherical mass of toroidal living.
We are centered into being by the dot of Existial Presence, and the photonic reliance of platonic solids, woven into an existence of Matter that minds the flow and creates content out of Need, Want, and Desire.
“Never have I seen so many Wanting, but unable to move to speak the connections that cause effect”, said the Walrus, “I mean what does it take to give credit and at the same time feel Sovereign?”
Unable to put a time -frame on when, those gathered decided to Table the discussion, until more was Spoken for, more was Asked for, more was Needed.
Trying to comprehend the hesitation, it was realized that too many wanted not to be the leader of themselves, and thus remaining Sovereign, but rather portray themselves as being lead.
Lead poisoning can be deadly, and its cause is eating information without assimilating its content enough, to realize whose choice it is to consume.
To travel is to consume distance, to travel is to weave a course unknown, to travel is to eat at the root of Cause. Who eats at Cause eats at the Table of the Long Spoon, and is the Leader of their own steps getting there.
Out of this conveyance, Self is the motivator, and all those gathered are there independently through the Source of their own journey.
Formidable is this time for the Self locating the Self inside of its own position of longing. First meets second, second meets third, third meets the Trinary Code, visible in a day well felt, a time breathed in, an allowance made resonant, and a feeling curried into an Exquisite Mode.
We are marked by the blue sky, the blue ocean, and the visionary blue awareness. Make your words resonant of acceptance and the watery fluidity that says more to each day.
Marking each step of the way with a measured Existence, the marking of making is the creative endeavor needed, to support your own Well-being.
Lead your way, own your own choices, be the leader, your Sovereign Self, so that what you are becoming, have become, will become, is registered by all you meet, as your own Freedom as a Sovereign Being on your own Individual Journey.
We share our expression, we share the stories of our Journey, we are Sovereign and support the Intuitive Self realized as whole and complete.
