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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


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Dreams : Ideas Flowing Like…

I find myself sleeping in a very large bedroom. My bed, a large four-poster California King with a very cozy down comforter, looks tiny in this massive master bedroom. The master bedroom was very large and also had a beautiful wood ceiling. The walls are fine silk wallpaper and the floor is a beautiful bamboo hardwood finish. The bed, in the room, was on the right 1/3 of the room with the rest of the room furnished as a large sitting area.

As I lay there dreaming, I get the sensation of something stepping on my toes. It feels like the tiny feet of my bird Rico. Every Sunday morning, when he is let out of his cage, he flies upstairs and into my bedroom.

He jumps off my toes, walks up my leg, steps on my stomach and makes his way across my chest. This is his usual path on his way to see my face. Standing at the edge of the comforter, which I have tucked under my chin, he sits there looking at me. I am now awakened by the noise Rico makes as he repeatedly turns his head side to side to get a better look at me, with both of his eyes.

I open my eyes, and Rico is startled. He chirps and then flies off. As he flies off, there is a green, orange & brown trail behind him. At first, I thought -what the heck? – but it was green, orange & brown and its trailing as he flies circles around the room. “Hey! Wait a second, green, orange & brown?” I immediately sit up on the edge of the bed & look down at the floor where its dropping. It is tiny little lovebirds with green plumage & orange cheeks walking all over the floor. I mean tiny! They are only about a 1/2 tall and there are so many of them!

This is weird! Tiny little birds walking around with a few brown worms to boot. I am totally shocked by this and I charge out of the room to get the camera! “Nobody is going to believe this! I need some evidence.” I charge down the stairs & oddly enough, my wife is sleeping on the mid-span on this beautiful grand staircase. At the time, I didn’t think much of it and just kept going. But when I came charging back, she was gone.

The house was a very beautiful Spanish-style mansion – felt like one of the homes I’ve done. The living room where my camera was, had a 14′ tall pecky cypress ceiling, marble floors and the walls were a fine Venetian plaster finish. The room was one of my designs and the ceiling was finely detailed with cross beams and very ornate trim.

When I came back to the bedroom, the raised-paneled mahogany door was closed and the lower left hand corner was spray-painted with an enamel paint. The fresh baby-poop colored paint is dripping down the wall and door and spilling onto the beautiful bamboo hardwood floor. I step over it anyway and enter the room. In entering the room, I find this room feeling weird now. “I would never design the bed right in front of the door?” I question, but soon forget this inquiry and remember what I was doing.

To my surprise, there are no little birds anymore. The only thing I see is a few brown worms coiled up like a spring. I bend down to take a macro shot of the tiny worms, when I notice the noise in the other end of the room. Instead of getting up, I look thru the space under the bed & notice lots of legs & activity in the other side of the room. I get up and there, where the sitting area used to be, now sits several drawing tables with people bustling around. It looks like a brainstorming meeting waiting on the chief art director.


So you know what comes next… my interpritation of the dream:

OK so birds flying are symbols of communication and ideas. Over on DreamMoods.com : To see a bird in your dream, suggests that a message is being conveyed to you. Birds in history are also messangers. The fact that they are circling me means, to me, that my ideas are flowing. Also the fact that the bird is pooping other birds means to me that ideas are really flowing and more communication is being generated all around.

I saw the rooms in very vivid detail so the reason I saw the living room & master bedroom this way is because this is what I do for a living. I design homes. Everything centered around this house – around my design. Then finally I discover (that in my own room) there are many people bustling around and are even having a ‘brainstorming’ session.

So to wrap all this together, Ideas (creating, designing) are flowing like crazy all around me. My designs are the center of where all this is happening and there are people waiting to brainstorm with me. To create new ideas and have them flow all around.

Funny enough – or maybe this is why I am interpreting the dream this way – is that I just resolved to take my design ideas and spread them a round. I just created new opportunities to share them with people around other countries and share my ideas for luxurious living. Creating spaces that inspire and surrounds the occupants with luxurious environments to fill their souls.

There was one part that seemed off. When I left the room, I returned to a spray-painted door (ruined beautiful mahogany door) dripping on the bamboo floor; the room layout was off; no birds in the room and only brown coiled worms.

So this seems to be a word of caution in the message.

To me this means to keep my eye on the ideas. Keep them flowing & don’t get distracted by the ‘brown worms.’ Not worry or get too focused on proving (“evidence”) of anything to anybody. Just do it as my heart tells me so and for the fulfillment of people’s soul. Stepping up and being ‘the art director’ they are waiting for, will ultimately be the fullest expression of who I am and will fill my soul.

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Hiding Out

“There, by sharing something, I realized that I’m not alone, that there is a lot of people that share with me the same preoccupations, the same ideas, the same ideals, and the same quest for a meaning for this life.”
— Paulo Coelho

It’s been a few months since I’ve written any posts here. Let me rephrase that – I have written them, they’re there, but they sit there unpublished – just waiting for me to push the ‘publish’ button. So now I have lots of ‘draft’ posts just sitting – in bold red – there waiting to be posted.

Waiting for what, I don’t know…

“You are self naked celebs ish!” is what my friend Beatriz yelled at me when I shared with her what I have been doing. “Share yourself, anyway! Don’t hide behind the Vail…” is what she said as she nudged my shoulder.

So here I am sharing myself. The posts have mostly been about SM, and another visitation that culminated this week, when my aunt Olga passed away. The ‘Vail’ I was hiding behind is that they hit too close to home. I was afraid of sharing – didn’t even share it with my wife.

I have been afraid that these two deaths impacted me in a deep spiritual way! I don’t know what you believe about me seeing the spirits of people as they are leaving this realm, or if even you believe me. But that is what shows up around me!

I’ve always had it that it was weird & freaky. Well because when I was a kid, my friends thought it was freaky! This definition had stuck with me till now, obviously.

I still hear it once in a while, “He’s the weirdo who sees people die, stay away or he’ll make us die!”
But as they say… those are childhood stories, get over it….

But isn’t that why I started this blog – to share my experiences – no matter what my ‘little voice’ has to say about it.

And I also know that people need to get closure & the ‘spirits’ communicate thru me so that people left behind to deal with the loss, can get closure…

That’s my purpose, like it or not!

So for the next day or two I will be re-start ‘publishing’ my posts with their original dates. Sorry if the feed is out of order.

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That Wave is Gaining…

Mega Tsunami - Is it possible?Another type of reoccurring dream that I’ve had is the Mega Tidal Wave dream.

I find myself driving down an ocean front highway. The ocean to my left with a very wide beach.

It always took us about 5-10 minutes to walk from the road to the waterline.

Today though, the shoreline seems further out. The sky is gray and the wind is unusually blowing to the east. Almost as if the air and water are being sucked out to the ocean.

I continue driving for a while, when the direction of the air shifts and seems to be coming from the east again – but much stronger. I park the car and get out to check things out.

Way out there is a haze. It’s like a cloud hovering over the waves, so low that I cannot see the horizon. That’s when I realize that it is not a cloud! I could not see it for what it was because it is truly unbelievable. The haze is actually the crest of the wave, but more then 80′-100′ high!!

I jump back into the car and drive off. I drive south looking for the next turn off. I fly thru that turn and finally am heading away from the wave. Driving as fast as I can, the wave continues gaining on me. I’m doing 100mph and that wave is catching up as if I was standing still.

The wave is on my tail & I can no longer see the top of the wave on my rearview mirrors. Water splashing around me and that wave is now right behind me.


I know! The dreams always end this way with the wave gaining on me but never encompassing me. Now to try and understand the dream.

According to the dream ‘dictionaries’ Tidal Waves have to do with emotions. With my ability OR inability to deal with them. It symbolizes emotions not expressed or “bottled up” but also the tidal wave symbolizes the “clearing away of old beliefs.” To dream of being caught up in a tidal wave, signifies “the strength of your emotions.”

The dream is of several types. It is a Recurring Dream and a Nightmare Type and is an expression of “Your perception of the world, health, natural disasters, criticism about politics, finances, crime in the streets and your inability to control such events may sometimes lead to nightmares.”

Yes, I do have worries, preoccupations with the state of our economy and the concern of where our world is going to be in the next few years.

I also can’t help but to think that the dream is also a Prophetic Type of dream.

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Mystic Journey (Cont.)

So finally crossing this soggy bog, I am now free to find my home in the country.

Waiting there for me is my family.

The days pass and finally I reach my home. As I approach the house, I feel this energy field that is different that anything I’ve ever experienced before.

The background glows bright and the air is thick with a mist. The house glows as well and almost seems to be floating. This gives me a very ethereal feeling.

I find myself standing outside and unable to enter. Almost as if I’m standing at the window between this world and the other. She stands at the window and waits for me to approach. The space between us is as intangible as air yet so real that I can almost reach over that threshold and hold her hand. But this I will never do.

We talk for a while and she completes the conversation by saying “You must go! This time and space is no longer your home. It can no longer be yours. Return to your new home.”

I feel a warm, internal heat filling my body and my feet no longer touch the ground. She smiles at me and I feel a sense of joy and peace flowing from her. Her peace fills my soul and I realize that she is right. I am no longer of that time and space.

“Valhalla… I am coming.”


This dream comes full circle. In the First Part I do not accept the fact that I am at Valhalla. In the second part, I try to escape the inevitable outcome and run thru the clearing back across the River Styx crossing over the valley.

Now in the third part, I find her. She enlightens me of where I am and that I have crossed an ethereal plane thru which I cannot return. Her peace shows me that it is OK to return to my place as one of the chosen ones at Valhalla.

How does this relate to my present day reality? First I love mythology & Led Zeppelin therefore that symbolism. Well I have been living in the past. I have been mourning for over 8 years and that has kept me from continuing on my path. Now it is time to complete that. I have allowed the loss of my mother, my father-in-law, my mother-in-law, Pedro, Jennifer, Baby Grace and several others to eat away at who I am. I have allowed parts of me to die with them. I have lost vitality, passion for life and have dwelled in sadness for too long. Lamenting the past will not let me move forward.

Today the light at the clearing is filling me with peace. Today I am committed to living a life that is full of Passion, Love and most of all Joyfulness. This is what I choose to live this day forward.

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