Quiet

I have had no emails, no contact with anyone - feeling like a hermit.
All the order are preparing for the upcoming time of ancestral reverence - and understandably, we are all on edge regarding the decisions that OoO are planning.
what ARE they up to?

Losing my head...

On this day, we honour one who was able to continue what he believed in, despite death.

I fear for Sunday week - I am unable to make the journey for my continuations of protection over VS - yet something is needed to be done - Heaven - send me willing hands of light!

The Interior Castle

"...a most beautiful crystal globe, made in the shape of a castle, and containing seven mansions, in the seventh and innermost of which was the King of Glory, in the greatest splendour, illumining and beautifying them all. The nearer one got to the centre, the stronger was the light; outside the palace limits everything was foul, dark and infested with toads, vipers and other venomous creatures."


May the light shine bright for those fighting such foulness in the world.

Images

Orpheus has posted a video. Our group research may be able to help with some detailing at the beginning - it is the house next to Linnell's. Wyldes close.

They are doing something with an image recorder? Why?

Sterling

WHAT does he plant who plants a tree?        
He plants a friend of sun and sky;
He plants the flag of breezes free;
The shaft of beauty, towering high.
He plants a home to heaven anigh
For song and mother-croon of bird
In hushed and happy twilight heard —
The treble of heaven's harmony —
These things he plants who plants a tree.

What does he plant who plants a tree?        
He plants cool shade and tender rain,
And seed and bud of days to be,
And years that fade and flush again;
He plants the glory of the plain;
He plants the forest's heritage;
The harvest of a coming age;
They joy that unborn eyes shall see —
These things he plants who plants a tree.

What does he plant who plants a tree?        
He plants, in sap and leaf and wood,
In love of home and loyalty
And far-cast thought of civic good —
His blessing on the neighborhood
Who in the hollow of His hand
Holds all the growth of all our land —
A nation's growth from sea to sea
Stirs in his heart who plants a tree.

The sun has set on the holy day

Three sunrises are known to be pure.
The fourth, on the Thursday morn, will be decided by those who venture to Albion's capital.
I hope I can trust those who are coming to intervene as best as they can.
And yes, Oborot, I name you - I know you watch my actions - but know this:

Not all of darkness is in shadow; some light may be found yet...

4 September

I ask the Rose of Viterbo to help us resist the flames of darkness that flicker ahead in time, that come forth in a third-year hence.
Please, let others come and join our crusade. Before the moons wane even more and create darkness forever more.
So be it.

Friends, if you are of truth in your heart, join our crusades against the darkness - assist those that carry lanterns to banish shadow. Not many have come forth - I ask all that read this to contact me by my email. Thank you.