Book of Knowings: The three gifts of Melchizedek

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She sat staring at the flame, as had her mother before her, and her grandmother, and their mothers and grandmothers for countless generations before them. She allowed her eyes to grow softer and then she saw it, the dark tunnel that brought the Visions. Sometimes what she got was so strange, she could barely understand it. Yet those were the visions most true:

“The Solstice is not now what it was then. Then the sun was so close you could almost touch it. We called our sun Naireo and because of the Light he gave, we honored him but not as the life-giver you know. We honored him as the Light-giver for his illumination was so strong, he lit even the darkest places.

 “We did not know that one day an asteroid would come crashing down upon us and we would be tossed off our little planet in the sky, raining our gifts upon you.

After that the images tumbled a bit and she had to remove her censor, the one that told her this made no sense. Then the face of an insect appeared and after a bit more tumbling, this is what she got:

“Our sun is so close, we must live underground in what you would call the daytime. I am the Guiding One, a Guardian of sorts, a Priest of Malik Zadok and these are his three gifts to you.”

She watched as small beings, more insect than mammal scurried about. Or perhaps they were another form altogether, she did not know.

“During the day my beings lived underground to escape the harmful rays of the sun. They ate a fungus that grew there, nourishing our bodies. They gathered the stalks of this fungus and held them together as you and your kind hold together the wisdom from the knowledge we brought to you. This was one of my gifts, food for a growing consciousness.

“By night, as one, my beings filed out of their cave and one-by-one were turned onto their back so that they could absorb what moisture was there. There was no darkness, but a glow filled the skies, a Light of sorts formed as the sun radiated back due to the gases of the planet. This Light they absorbed, too. They were a community and had what can only be described as One Mind so what one experienced, they all experienced.  

“Each night, some of their number stayed upright to guard the others. Then as the first rays of the sun Naireo appeared, these guardians turned their companions right side up so that, as one, they may file back into the cave and give some of the moisture, some of the Light to the funguses that grew there. In this way they were all of service, one to another. And that was my second gift to you, service.

“Because the fire within and without their cave was so hot, these tiny being developed an armour that would not burn. It protected them from the fires of their world and when those fires grew too high within the cave, these beings covered their life giving fungus with their bodies, protecting them. That armour was my third gift to you for you see consciousness and Light are one energy and it cannot be destroyed. And just as their armour protected them, so your conscious awareness protects you from the annihilation of the Light until such time as you are ready transform with it. Then you may burn with the Light without being consumed.

She watched as the voice faded and then she saw it, an asteroid crashing into an infant planet, one where life was only beginning just as it was dying on the hot planet of the Guiding One.

The life forms, dormant within the hard rocky shell of the asteroid burst forth in the salty waters of their new home. The waves splashed upon them washing away the armour which would become the template for asbestos in this new world.

Over millennia, the insect-like beings sprouted wings and formed new colonies but always they carried the Light.

The fungus grew and re-formed as plants will until they grew into tall stalks of wheat to sustain the other beings that would come to be. These beings would gather wisdom just as they gathered the wheat to sustain themselves. But always there was the memory that the gifts were from Malik Zadek, a consciousness that emanated from a Primal Being without form and without end.

 

Note: According to esoteric lore, Melchizedek brought three gifts from Venus, wheat, asbestos and the honeybee.  Reality? Allegory? Or could it be the pre-cursors did come tumbling from Venus. We know that the building blocks of life may have fallen out of the sky on comets and other space debris. So what if….?

 

 

 

Apache Crown Dancers: In memory of a lost drowned land?

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Sometimes different thoughts will tickle the back of my awareness just itching to percolate up and join together in some way:

As I was taught by a Tineh (what we call Apache*) elder, each morning her people greet the sun with tobacco and a prayer to the Four Directions, Mother Earth, and Father Sky. To the south they say, “…to the good red road home.” That always struck me as meaningful, and I always wondered what that meaning was.

Later I would read various authors claiming the Apache Crown Dance had roots in Atlantis, the lost drowned land. But that idea seemed far-fetched until I discovered L. Taylor Hansen’s book, The Ancient Atlantic.

Ms. Hansen got her information from Chief Asa Delugie, Geronimo’s nephew and the Crown Dance leader whom she met in the 1960s. In the book, Ms. Hansen recounts her fascinating conversation with Asa Delugie. During the course of the conversation she showed him pictures of the fire gods from Asia, Egypt, and Peru. Chief Delugie recognized them but told her he could not reveal the name of the fire-god. Ms. Hansen asked if she might tell him the name of the god as given in the Egyptian Book of the Dead. It was, he revealed, the same—but asked her not to repeat it out of respect. She agreed.

During the conversation, Asa Delugie also recognized a picture of a megalithic city terraced onto the side of a mountain in Peru, stating it was once their home. He then goes on to describe subterranean tunnels and other construction details not in the picture.

Before she left Ms. Hansen showed him the lid to a small pot from the First Dynasty in Egypt. It had a picture of a priest putting black paint on the legs of a deity—the same deity whose name may not be revealed according to the Chief. There was still red sand in the cracks of the lid and Chief Delugie said the jar contained black paint and was once packed in the red sand of Atlantis, the old red land. To this day, the Crown Dancers cover their faces in black.

 

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Here are some other points that relate to the Old Red Land, the drowned land of the ancestors:

  • The Crown Dancers come in from the east—the direction of the Atlantic—wearing tridents on their heads. The trident of Poseidon is the symbol for Atlantis to this day.
  • On their breasts, the men wear mirrors with down feathers representing the twin star Venus—the morning and the evening star. (That the morning star and the evening star are one was hidden knowledge in many ancient traditions all across the globe—it would take hundreds of years of observation to establish that fact.)
  • The leader of the dance wears a helmet with feather on top. It resembles a mountain with a smoking volcano, the description of Atlantis.
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Drawing of helmet based on L. Taylor Hansen p. 127.
  • The eight pyramids across the bottom and 13 pyramids up the sides are significant and also relate to hidden knowledge about the star Venus. In the time it takes Earth to revolve around the sun eight times, Venus will have made 13 revolutions. The eight pyramids on the bottom of the helmet represent Earth’s revolutions and the 13 up the sides represent Venus’s revolutions.

 

Here is something interesting, but I could not substantiate it:

In Atlantis in Wisconsin (2008) Frank Joseph claims that the speaker of the Apache Crown Dance thrusts his trident into the ground, declaring, “I remember the old red land.” In an earlier book, Survivors of Atlantis (2004), he claims the speaker says, “I remember the old red land of my forefathers and how it sank beneath the sea.” Joseph did not tell us where he got this information and I can find no pictures of dancers carrying tridents—they wear them on their heads.

However, Chief Delugie did speak about the Tineh legend of the sinking of the homeland with “fire” and “shaking,” but whether this is part of the Crown Dance, Hansen did not tell us.

But here is the best part:

When Hansen first saw the Crown Dancers she was reminded of something. Years before she had met a traveler who claimed to have seen the fire-dance of the Taureg, a mysterious and closed group of Berbers in the Sahara. The dancers of this African tribe also file in from the direction of the Atlantic. They, too, wore tridents on their heads—but their tridents were flaming. When Ms Hansen mentioned the Taureg, Chief Delugie recognized the name—he pronounced it Taurak and stated the name means, “people of the all-glorious fire god,”—the same fire-god of the Crown Dance whose name may not be revealed.

That got my mind percolating again:

So the men of the Apache and Taureg did similar fire-honoring dances.

And, according to the Tineh elder, OhShinnah, the Bedouin women had a Moon ceremony. (Bedouin is a catch-all term for nomadic tribes of the Sahara, like the Taureg.) OhShinnah taught us that Moon ceremony; she said went back 45,000 years. She did not, however, get it directly from the Tineh women. She said it came through a friend of one of her Native American ancestors. Coincidence or a thought coming to life?

 

References:

Hansen, L. Taylor (1969). The Ancient Atlantic. Amherst, WI: Amherst press. (Pp. 127-135; 283, 353; 389.)

Joseph, Frank (2008). Atlantis in Wisconsin: New Revelations About the Lost Sunken City. Lakeville, MN: Galde Press, Inc.

Joseph, frank (2004). Survivors of Atlantis: Their Impact on World Culture. Rochester, VT: Bear & Company.

 

* According to this elder, OhShinnah, Apache is the Zuni word for enemy. The Zuni acted as guides to the soldier in the southwest. When Zuni scouts saw the Tineh, they told the soldier they were “Apache,” their enemy. The name has stuck. But these people call themselves Tineh. Just as the Navajo are called Dineh. The people.

 

Guadeloupe Woman: How old?

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I wanted to do something that is just plain weird this week–all that thinking was getting to me, I suppose. And life should include a little weird fun.

So I decided to look into the Guadeloupe Woman, a fossilized skeleton of a woman discovered in 1812 and stored in the British Museum. Some internet articles claim the fossil is imbedded in limestone formed 28 million years ago.

At first glance I thought it a great find. After all, I like the idea that an extremely advanced civilization was on this earth maybe even millions of years ago. Unfortunately, the same evidence supporting my theory also supports Creationist Theories. And sure enough, when I went to look for differing opinions on the Guadeloupe woman, I found most arguments to be anti-creationist rants. Come on guys, look at the facts.

Is she really 28 million years old?

Unfortunately for my pet theory, no, she may not be that old.  It seems at least some of the “limestone” in the area is a concretion of calcareous sand, making her thousands not millions of years old.

But, in 1813 Karl König, Keeper of the Natural History collections at the British Museum, stated that the formation in which she was found could not be dated. Apparently, there are more recent ways to date limestone. Here is what I could not find: A current geologic analyses of the limestone in which she is imbedded.

So, honestly, I have no idea.

One other weird theory: “Beam me up, Scotty.”

I posted the original article on Facebook and a friend had another theory.  I quote her, “What did she do, beam herself into solid rock by mistake?”

I like that!