The kings of old would undergo Sovereignty rites similar to the horse sacrifice of the Celts on their coronation day. That evening, they would lie with a cuen, which is the Anglo Saxon source of our word “queen”.
The cuen would be a shaman skilled in evoking and awakening the two energetic serpents which, during sexual intercourse, would rise up the body and interweave, just as they do on a caduceus, to create the Marriage of the Sun and the Moon within the human being.
This, I hasten to add, is a real physiological experience in which the Other Worlds break through into this one. Once the serpents reach the cup-shaped hypothalamus, which resembles a chalice or grael, they look over the rim to excrete red and white drops of elixir that, upon reaching the base of the grael, swirl together to create the catalyst which causes the explosion of the light of a thousand suns.
The Holy Grail
This is the real meaning behind the legend of the red and white liquids carried to Avalon by Joseph of Arimathea. It was the final Mystery teaching of Eleusis; the holy grail of the knights of Arthur Pendragon and many a serpent-grappling hero of yore from Hercules to Michael and so on.
Initiates were forbidden from revealing this inner alchemical process, upon pain of death, because it was strictly reserved for kings and pharaohs, tsars and emperors, those who held the Sovereignty of the cuentry, the country.
The cuen would rarely sit on a throne and share political power with the king, although there are exceptions to every rule; the beautiful Kiya became Pharaoh Akhenaten’s wife after he apparently – and euphemistically – fell in love with the aroma of her hair on his coronation night. But usually the cuen was the power behind the throne.
The ruler often married the daughter of another king for diplomatic purposes, but the cuen was the source of his claim to the Sovereignty of cuentry. She was the bridge between him and the nature spirits. It is what is behind the expression “the king marries the land.” The king married the spirits of the land through the auspices of the cuen in what was not mere empty ritual but a real, tangible experience of divinity.
If you’d like to know more about shamanic sex – when, where and how it was practised – it’s all in my book, The Sacred Sex Rites of Ishtar, available on Amazon currently under my byline Ishtar Dingir.
You will be already familiar with nature spirits from illustrations of tiny fairies and pixies sitting on toadstools and mushrooms. You may not have realised, though, that there is a hidden message in these works of art. It is a metaphor for our true Elders, the Underlords and the Overlords of the green mantle of this Earth, who are known to us merely as fungi.
It’s amazing how we take fungi for granted, given its absolute power in the land. Every single animal and insect on the planet, including mankind, comes originally from fungi, from which we began to separate about 650 million years ago.
There are almost as many names for faeries in these parts as there are stories about them, courtesy of the exiled Irish and Welsh whose memories still remain like holographic movies hovering in the morphogenic fields of the land they left behind.
To the Irish, the faeries are known as the Tuatha da Danaan, and also the Daoine Sidhe (pronounced shay) who are pivotal in shamanic work with the ancestors in the Underworld. They are like pilots who guide the shaman in trance along the Rivers of Blood or DNA, to help him in redeeming his family line.
I have been where the warriors of Britain were slain,
From the east to the north:
I am the escort of the grave.
I have been where the warriors of Britain were slain,
From the east to the south:
I am the escort of the dead! *
While the faery midwife Brigit the Bright One‘s time is Imbolc in February, when the snowdrops and crocuses are just beginning to be born into the light, the season of Gwyn ap Nudd is the dark of winter, which he wins rulership over by a duel with the Lord of Summer in October at Samhain.
In the old faery lore of Wessex, Brigid is the beautiful woman sleeping and dreaming under the green mantle of the Hollow Hills where she is protected by a briar rose thorn thicket, and she will only awaken when the Three Utterances — man, animal and faery — come together in Harmony and Love to create the Fourth Utterance.
I love the use of the word ‘utterance’ – bringing to mind the Word of the gospel of St John or Aum, the primordial vibration of the Vedas and the God Particle as it’s known to physicists – in other words, the sound resonating at the heart of every atom born from the Vesica Piscis. When you understand this concept, you realise that to insist upon a division between material nature and spirituality is to create a false dichotomy. That our ancient forefathers knew this is clear from the fact they put so much into effort into creating such extraordinary sacred sites. To me, the three utterances are the three worlds of the shaman.
We first hear about Brigid in the faerytale of the Sleeping Beauty, albeit that the Walt Disney version harks back to the ancient Greeks by naming her Aurora, after their goddess of the dawn. She is helped by the three good fairies who are found in the Old Norse oral tradition in which we meet the three Norns of the spinning wheel of destiny. When the young princess pricks her finger on the spinning wheel, it is a metaphor for menstruation or coming of age in a rite of passage story which is rare in that the hero is a heroine.
This is an extract from a chapter in my next book, in which I decode the gospels to find allegories for important astrological and alchemical processes.
We know the story of Jesus feeding the multitudes at his sermons on the mound with just a handful of fishes and loaves.
But did you know that that it is a parable that hides an important astrological-alchemical principle in its inner meaning, which goes back to the ancient myths of the mages of Alexandria?
Here’s how someone with the eyes to see what is hidden in plain sight would read the story of the loaves and fishes:
In my last blog article, I described how the “Zionists” had stolen the clothes of the Jews. But I don’t want us to get stuck on that term when it comes to recognising this globalist enemy to the health, wealth and Sovereignty of nations. If we take a more zoomed-out view of history, we can see that they are masters of disguise and subterfuge in which they infiltrate the highest echelons of power in countries, in order to plunder the wealth of the indigenous peoples who they then turn into human shields and battering rams to fight in their war games, sometimes with each other. Their favourite weapons with which to weaken and enslave whole nations are drugs, pornography and debt – in other words, addiction.
These globalists have only been calling themselves Zionists since the late 19th century. They realised then that, although they owe no allegiance to any race or nation, it would be useful to have their own chunk of land from which to launch their expansionist operations into the Middle East, rather like having your own huge, stationary aircraft carrier on the shores of the Mediterranean.