Category Archives: Stories

Sacred Geometry

I wanted to share with you a presentation I did a few weeks age. These are the boards created to express some basic principles of Sacred Geometry & how they impact our world today.

I started wanting to express how those principles are used in Architecture to express man’s relationship to God. But I ended up finding out even more.

The word architecture comes from the Greek word – ARKHITEKTON

Arkhi – the first / the beginning — Tekton – the creator / master

So architecture refers to the first creator/ the great architect – it is not referring to the first man who created a structure but to the great creator himself – GOD!

And I feel that every ancient piece of architecture has honored/ respected/ venerated God since the beginning of time.

Architecture is expressed in plain Geometry and the Architect creates shapes & volumes that give form to the building design.

In the days of Greek & Roman Architecture, they used the three principles of Vitruvius

Firmitas, Utilitas, Venustas
(Durability, Utility but most exciting of all Beauty)

Sure we can use stone for durability, we can carve out spaces to create Utility; but what do we use to express Beauty? Beauty – as they say – is in the eye of the beholder after all…

Our ancestors looked at nature & the natural world & saw that in the chaos, there was order. So they found a way to express that order with The Golden Rule of geometry.

They also saw that the Golden Rule not only expressed nature but was part of mankind as well. They saw that the geometry was an exploration of the relationship of man to God. These are the principles of Sacred Geometry.

But Sacred Geometry was a hidden layer. Well not really hidden, but only discern-able by the initiated. Why only for the initiated?

This answer is given to us in the bible. Matthew 13:11,13 – When asked by his apostles why Jesus spoke to the masses in parables. he replied:

“Because it is given onto you to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it is not… Therefore I speak to them in parables. Because they seeing – see not AND hearing – hear not. neither do they understand.

The Sacred Geometry was there for everyone to see but existed as layer that expresses the mysteries of the heavens & needed to be interpreted.

The belief at the times, was that these mysteries were too great for the uninitiated man to understand them. They were too powerful – as they could help us transcend to the heavens -They felt they needed to protect us from this grandiose mysteries.

In panel 2/3 I explore how Man sees himself in relationship to God and how Sacred Geometry was not only an idea, but the central basis for the building designs. In the days of the Gothic Architecture – Chartres Cathedral – man was of service to God & to the Virgin Mary.

In Chartres, God is there and so is the idea of the Chakras and spiritual enlightenment. They are clearly the basis for the design. And in elevating ones soul/self we may be able to reach the heavens – we may be able to transcend. Is this the real understanding we were not to know?

But I say that Sacred Geometry was perceived at that point, but it was ever present way before then!

It was there in the beginning of recorded history – if not time itself.

We can see it not only in the Gothic Architecture, but in the architecture of the Egyptians (panel 4) & even further back then the Mayans.

It has been there with us, from the beginning of time.

We have always looked to the heavens for some higher power – The Gothics looked towards God; the Egyptians towards the Stars; the Mayans to the Heavens…

“Art in the middle ages was ‘art for God’s sake’, art in the Renaissance was ‘art for man’s sake’, art in modernism was ‘art for art’s sake,’ art in the 20th century is ‘no art, for God’s sake.” ~ G. K. Chesterton

In the start of this post I said that every ancient piece of architecture has honored/ respected/ venerated God since the beginning of time. But as the quote points out, that changed in the Renaissance when art became for “man’s sake.”

So then the inquiry that comes up is if we’re not looking towards GOD, then where are we looking towards as our guide? Are we really creating ‘no art’?

Since art & Architecture is an expression of who we are – then with America having rejected God in everything we do; Abortion being at 50 million in 1973; Our schools do not allow prayer or the mention of God; We are even planning to remove the phrase “In God We Trust” from our coinage…

We have never – as a society – been a culture to belief in many Gods; or in the stars & their alignments; or even nature as our mother Gaia.

Our Founding Fathers told us what they wanted for this nation : In God We Trust!

We have always been a monotheistic culture! But now we have turned our backs to God!

Then what do we believe in and where are we heading towards…?

Panel 4 gives us an indication of that! It shows the architecture of the Capital Dome in Washington DC. By the looks of the design, we are looking towards the stars again! we are reverting to a long-gone pagan culture devoid of God as our Founding Fathers wanted us to know Him.

But if Paganism has never been part of our culture – and now it is being called again – is it something new that society demands?

or

As I am finding out – it’s been a hidden path that we’ve – unknowingly – been on all along!!!

We are once again drawn into a Holy War – Good vs Evil


REFERENCES:

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: 0.0/5 (0 votes cast)

Remembering 9-11 From a Different Perspective

Nine years gone and the scars of 9-11 still show. No one event in history has altered our reality; our country; our consciousness and our spirituality as much as September 11,2001.

From that moment forward I knew life would be different.

In a moment, I experienced destruction and the end of something – a void.

I experienced grief and dread in the same gasp for air I hoped would fill my frozen lungs. My heart beats with fear and with hope in the same beat.

I didn’t know what to do or what to feel. I was like a living-dead zombie, anxious with the remote in my hand, but too frozen & numb to click any button. The lights of the TV brought me back to life when I would see somebody dragged out from that blinding cloud of destruction. And it dropped me back into my stupor when the second building fell.

I felt lost at the same moment I was thanking God for that blinding cloud that kept me from seen what I knew was inevitable.

That day I experienced the hatred & malice we humans are capable of – that hollow emptiness that sits in the pit of my stomach. But I also experienced the love, compassion and enduring nature that we human have within our magnificent souls.

I know there have been more horrific event in the past, however, never have we seen the whole world share the same grief of one event – all at that same moment on that same day. Never have we seen the whole world change in a blink of an eye.

We all experienced it with the world. That synchronicity, that oneness that we all are capable of – but that we all fear to explore.

In that moment we all forgot that fear and we were all one! In England they experienced that moment in the mid of their day; we in the East Coast started our day with it; while in California they were just getting present to that oneness as they slept.

With the destruction, that day brought forth change and an end to complacency. We were all forced to change directions. We were forced to look at the direction in which we were heading – that downward spiral motion that the negative forces were taking us.

These forces push the envelope to cause mass panic and fear; they play each one of us against the other; they turn friends into foe. They dug out the deepest, darkest shadows from within each one of us.

They almost won – and we didn’t even notice.

But instead something else occurred on that fateful day.

Early that morning I got a call from one of my sister’s to say that she’s OK!. See she was due to be downtown, near the WTC, for a 9:30am meeting. Just to hear her voice provided a sense of peace & that in spite of all the destruction, everything was going to be alright.

So throughout the day I focuses on the good that we are capable of. I saw a man, still carrying his briefcase, coming out of the blinding cloud. His face blood-soaked and his whole body covered in ashes. A lady runs up to him, wipes his face with a wet, comforting cloth of compassion & helps him sit on the curb.

I saw cars lining up at the corner, not waiting to turn once the light chooses to change, but waiting for their opportunity to contribute some coins into the fireman’s boot. The children in the backseats saluting these brave men, who for me represented all firemen, policemen & people of service who gave their lives in this tragic event.

I found myself pulling over to the curb so that I can give that homeless guy a buck – what the heck – two bucks! And the car behind me never honked.

We were all shocked with the horrors of the day, but that did not stop the show of love and support we all felt – it enhanced it! Terror was NOT the victor, Love was! The whole world took a stand against evil – we shifted the consciousness forever!

Now on this day of remembrance I invite you to have Love present and continue to spread that triumphant moment.

We caused a shift in our humanity and we have caused an alignment with the higher ability of Love. We have shown a moment of whole & perfect Love and have therefore asked God to enter and give the world a new meaning.

Change is on its way!

You may say that evil still persists, and is even stronger now! That the feel-good moment of love and support have gone by the wayside since 911, but I say that our cries for hope and love have not fallen on deaf ears with God.

Now – this very moment – we are already at a higher level of conscienceless and awareness then we were then! Our Love is stronger and by releasing this level of Love you have, out into the world – well the world will never be the same!

“The Twin Towers represents the dual identity of man. One is physical and the other is spiritual. Both had to be destroyed so that a new idea or new creation could arise from the ashes. This is the symbolic rising of the Pheonix. The new interpretation will join the physical experience with the spiritual expression, and they will ultimately live side by side in peace.” — Rev. Cheril Goodrich

I offer up Love, Peace, Freedom, Forgiveness & Compassion as my way to BE & as what I am creating in this new world.


How can you cause Love to be real in this world?

  • Love each & every one of your brothers & sisters and forgive them for what they have done. Start a new relationship with them.
  • Hug your nieces & nephews that you haven’t seen in a long while. Sure they don’t call you or even remember your birthday, but so what! Love them anyway…
  • Random acts of kindness (Sept. 11 anniversary marked by Acts of Kindness weekend)
  • Look and see, In memory of 9/11, how you can make a difference!
  • Giving money to your favorite charity is nice, but physically doing something for someone you know that is in need is much better.
  • Lastly – give your love and kindness to everyone around you. Leave them in a better place (spiritually/ emotionally) then when you found them.
VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: 0.0/5 (0 votes cast)

Foolish Old Man – The Sweet Scent of Spring…

The flowers in the lobby look a little sad today. They are drooping and falling onto the table. But the scent hits me as soon as I entered the seventh floor lobby.

The sweet-smelling purple flowers fill the room with life, if only for a moment.

Stepping off the elevator and into the lobby, the only person I see is Kirk. With his back to the elevator, he seems to sense that it is me…

“those are Violets you smell…” he said “I ought to know! I’ve trimmed them this morning as I have done for forty-seven seasons!” he continued as-matter-of-factly.

“Hi Kirk! I….” I squeezed in, but he just continued…

“Forty-seven springs of bloom did I tender!” He pauses as if all of a sudden lost in his own thoughts.

“Even in Nam I grew them! I picked them every morning and placed them on the net of my helmet…”

Wait a second! He’s not talking to me! he’s just recounting his memories. Re-living the moments that the scent of the violets brings.

“Nope! Nam couldn’t kill that…” Now Kirk seems to pause for a second and that causes me to wonder, “they could not kill his plants or his spirit?”

That moment lasted for a few minutes and then all of a sudden a happy moment seems to sneak in. A slim smile graces his somber face as if a water leak just sprung thru a crack in the solid stone wall…

“We even had Violets at my oldest’s wedding!” he joyfully shares.

“Every Spring my daughters used to wake up to the sweet scent of violets in our home. I don’t know why, but slowly the weight of the years and the slipping of the months seem to make the sweet scent just fade away.” he stops as almost to ponder that thought

“I don’t know why, but Violets just seemed to be around less and less till one day…”

Kirk nude celebs now stopped!

I waited but the pause just lingered.

“…till one day what, Kirk? what happened?” I implored to know. He never reveals any bits about his past, but when moments slip out like this, well I am anxious to know.

“One day…

My dear, sweet Betty.. .

was gone.”

Kirk stopped all together. The trip down memory lane ended and he just slumped forward in his chair. Kirk reverted back to being a resident at the nursing home and the only thing running now is the drool down his cheek.

So sad to see them just stop like that. But even sadder is that something caused them to shutdown those memories.

The memories are repressed, almost as a way to not hurt any longer.

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: 4.0/5 (1 vote cast)