The End of History
Templars, a Gold Mountain and the Solar Eclipse 2024
History ends when the future breaks free of the past. The trail from past, to present to future exists only in the mind, an effect of memory and imagination, systematically mapped out by long-dead magician-architects. It was a convincing illusion, maintained by multiple narratives laid over ancient monuments and artefacts, in convincingly real world-class theatre. Now, the production is on its final farewell tour, before the cast is retired and the props dismantled in readiness for a new performance.
We all know our history has been falsified. Yet, there is no escape from the Truth that lies behind the stones, crumbling parchment and digital ghosts, like a zen koan that frees the mind form its cage.
My own farewell tour took me to the Castle of the Templars and Las Médulas, the gold mine of the Roman Empire at Ponferrada, just before the new moon of the 10th March. It was the perfect day for a road trip, sunny and warm after weeks of rain and I was buzzing with missionary zeal. We were on a quest and the tension mounted as we approached Ponferrada; we lost the signal between us, it became almost impossible to communicate, the map was wrong and three times we got pushed off the road towards Las Médulas, which we wanted to visit on our return journey. We both felt a really heavy energy and wondered what we might find.
When we got to the castle, we knew immediately. Dean said, “That’s it then. All our history is built on lies.” And that was that, the whining of the past silenced. There were stone walls, towers and turrets, all beautifully restored at great cost, but no signal, just another theme park castle. We hurried through, avoiding the worst misdirections and then headed into the town in search of refreshment. It was a dead-zone, dropped in from the 1980s and updated with bad graffiti and traffic. Stopping for lunch was out of the question, so we headed straight for Las Médulas.
Las Médulas, was a surprise of opposite dimensions. I had been angry for a long time when I read that it had been the largest open pit gold mine of the Roman Empire and that the Romans had, in fact, invented fracking. They tunnelled into the mountain – a gold mountain – and then pumped water from the River Sil into the tunnels, splitting them open so they could get at the gold. I did not anticipate seeing a place of such magical beauty, that whatever happened in the past no longer matters. Nature just reclaimed it and made it even more beautiful.
A new story is unfolding out of the perennial truth hidden in underlying themes and patterns, sprouting ideas as bright today as ever.
The Knights Templar promotes ideas of chivalry and nobility, a brotherhood forsaking the comforts of wealth to dedicate their lives to the protection of pilgrims and seekers. Founded in 1119, by two Flemish knights Godfrey de Saint-Omer and his brother Hugues le Païen. The details change in different accountings. Of note, Omer is wheat-sheaf in Hebrew and a reference to Spica, the symbol of feminine magic in the hand of the Virgin. So, God-free of the Wheat-sheaf and Hugh the Pagan, along with six other noble relatives founded a Christian order of “warrior-monks” to protect pilgrims visiting the Holy Lands. Christianity was different back then. However, even today, anyone who endures the hardship of a genuine pilgrimage, whatever they start out seeking, ultimately what they find is themselves.
After 10 years, without any recorded successes, the brothers returned to Europe to raise funds and recruits. The sterling reputation of the Order enabled them to establish letters of credit, whereby gold and jewels deposited in a Templar House could be withdrawn in another House on presentation of the sealed letter – so that travellers did not have to carry heavy precious metals around. For this and other services they were granted exemptions from paying tithes and allowed to collect tithes, or taxes of their own. They were trustworthy and became the tax collectors, financial advisors and banks to monarchs and the Pope. At their height they had thousands of Houses/Temples (banks) throughout Europe and what is now the Middle East. They became too rich, powerful and honourable for the Catholic Church and the monarchies.
Following the success in exterminating at least half a million Cathars in southern France for heresy, between 1208 and 1228, the Church and monarchs went after the Templar Knights. As history goes, in 1307 Philip IV of France, with the collusion of Pope Clement V arrested all the Templars in France and accused them of heresy and blasphemy. Confessions were extracted under torture and they were burned alive at the stake, their funds raided by indebted monarchs and the remainder of their property distributed to the Knights Hospitaller. Their banking activities were taken over by ‘the money lenders.’
The story of the Templars Castle in Ponferrada is that in 1211, Alphonso IX gave Ponferrada to the Knights when he asked them to protect the pilgrims on the way to Santiago de Compostela. Santiago is named after St James the Apostle, who was beheaded in Jerusalem in the year 44AD. His body, with head tucked under its arm, was discovered in a field in Galicia by a peasant in the year 813 and a chapel was constructed on the site and work eventually began on the cathedral in 1075. The distance between Santiago and Ponferrada is 200km, or 125 miles of mountain passes, woods and open fields. How the Knights would have known that anyone was in trouble in time to reach them by horse from their castle, is a mystery. Apparently, they were also busy renovating the castle, adding buildings and turrets, planting orchards, making vegetable gardens etc.
In a different storyline the body found was that of gnostic and manichaen Bishop Priscillian, who was executed as a heretic in 385 for conducting mass in the forest. In the Preseli Hills of Wales, there is a Hill of the Angels, Cap Ingli and the name Preseli means ancient. There is a trail named the Golden Road that takes you along Preseli ridge. In conversation with a little bear, as I wondered whether Priscillian actually existed as a human or whether he was a personification of the energy of the hills it suddenly started raining and a rainbow appeared.
The knightly values are remembered in the unfinished poem of Chrétien de Troyes, Perceval, le Conte du Graal, written between 1181 and 1191 and dedicated to his patron Philip of Alsace, Count of Flanders, the home of Godfrey de Saint-Omer Hugues le Païen. His story, set in Wales, has a pagan/Celtic flavour. It is the first known reference to the Holy Grail, and adds the themes of wounded masculinity, the quest and magic into the mix. Truth has always been at home in poetry, art and a good story.
The arc of this tale continues through the surviving Cathars and the Templars who went into hiding and some fled to Scotland, taking the Holy Grail with them. The grail is thought to be either the chalice used by Jesus Christ during the Last Supper and later used to collect his blood during his crucifixion, or the bloodline of a child he fathered with Mary Magdalene. Personally, I think it is neither of those and more likely to be knowledge related to the power of the vortex and how it shapes our reality.
Prince Henry Sinclair, Earl of Orkney Islands and Baron of Rosslyn, a descendant of Norwegian Viking kings, then took the grail to the Americas for safe-keeping. He landed in Nova Scotia in 1398, 94 years before Columbus. However, according to most Scandinavians, Vinland, their name for America that later became what is now Finland, was known about at least 400 years earlier and recorded in the adventures of Leif Ericsson and Thorfinn Karlsefni. The remains of Viking encampments have been found in Newfoundland and the stone reliefs of Indian corn and aloe cacti in the Rosslyn Chapel are another mystery.
As a side note, the bulk of funding for the restoration of the Templars Castle in Ponferrada was from Norway, Iceland and Liechtenstein. If you hold passports from those countries, you can get in for free!
In reading the account of Henry Sinclair’s voyage in, “The Knights Templar in the New World: how Henry Sinclair brought the grail to Acadia,” I was immediately struck by the paragraph in which the author, William Mann, describes his first experience of Nova Scotia.
“There was a sudden realisation that the landscape had been altered. Majestic white oaks were growing on the south-facing hillside where the natural cover is spruce and birch. But this was not all. The tidal stream that ran through the adjacent valley appeared to have had its natural course altered to faintly depict the heads of certain animals. As I descended into the valley, a huge limestone outcrop took on the form of a bear that appeared to be drinking from a waterfall. Later, back on top of the “bear’s” head, amid a rich cover of hemlock and cedar, I discovered the stone remains of what appeared to be a man-made structure, a “crown” of some sort. What was even more amazing at the time was that the stream into which the waterfall emptied appeared to disappear underground, where it enters into the larger Shubenacadie River.
Completing a natural circuit, deep on the valley floor I experienced the same sense of inner harmony and peacefulness as I had on the highest hill. It was as if I had stepped back in time, to the earliest times of the neolithic hunter, when life was ruled by the elements of nature.”
Earth magic, real magic, is about discovering how Nature creates and how we function as a part of that process. This path of discovery and co-creation is the golden path, that leads to the golden age – Arcadia. For little bears, who work the turning of the wheel around the North Star, our path is signposted in gold, with bear and other animal motifs, the celestial markers and the clues found in phonemes, synonyms and homonyms, place names and etymology (sound shapes the vortex) and synchronicities. These are our terms of reference and how we create our own stories.
The twist in the tale, where it switches from history to real life, is taking place physically in Nova Scotia. Nova Scotia is the 8th and final place that the total eclipse will be visible on the American continent. How utterly delicious that history ends where the mystery landed.
The solar eclipse is being aggressively promoted as “The Great American Eclipse,” which is intended to trigger the idea that America as a nation is being destroyed. It is a play for ownership of the archaic mind and the resources of the people and country, using carefully set up Biblical terms of reference. Undoubtedly, the magician-architects of the old empire knew how to predict the paths of the eclipses and to name places along the path accordingly. This ‘8 Nineveh’ eclipse crosses the path of the ‘7 Salem’ eclipse of 2017, at a place named Makanda, meaning ‘star of Egypt’ in a part of southern Illinois known as Little Egypt.
Nineveh was the capital of the Assyrian empire, that was destroyed by an alliance between the Babylonians and the Medes of northwestern Iran and central Asia in 612BC. The ancient empires of Central Asia and the Middle East were made up of loose associations between walled city-states. These city-states were often centres of great culture and learning, but they were constantly warring with each other due to competition for resources and food in harsh environments. The ‘global corporation’ is the heir to this ‘empire of brutality,’ that has almost completely annihilated other empires that grew out of places of abundance, rich in natural resources. The Americas were part of the old ‘empire of abundance’ and the ‘Nineveh eclipse’ is being played as a warning to other factions of the ‘empire of brutality,’ that what happened before can happen again.
However, it is the empire of brutality that is on its last legs. The historical and religious narrative that has constrained the western world and prevented us from working with the elemental powers in a way that serves all life, not just those at the top of the pyramid, is now being dissolved. The energy structures and artefacts that held this belief system in place, that survived to re-emerge out of Egypt, no longer function and we are overwriting the official narrative. The remnants of the old narrative and all its dualities only survive in the minds of people who exist on the outer verges of sanity.
Another twist is that the manufactured power of physical gold diminishes in comparison to the inner gold of our sovereign selves and what we say, do think and feel and especially how we work with each other. Completing the circle back to the gold mountain of Ponferrada, the Egyptian Sun God Ra was also known as the ‘Mountain of Gold’ and the signal from this mountain is now available to anyone who wants to tune into it.
The energies, of the pyramid, the lemniscate and the cross now generate different frequencies and no longer interact with Nature and ourselves according to the models created by the magician-architects. The numbers that the Earth was entrained to respond to in specific ways have changed – for example, the Tesla 3-6-9 no longer works. The old grid of the Earth, defined by Curry and Hartmann lines has disappeared in many places and is becoming increasingly unstable in others. The form of the cross, that was manipulated by the black magic of the cruci-fiction to prevent the outflow of energy from the heart to the limbs, making it difficult for us to act out of Love, was deactivated early this year. The energy of the vortex is now significantly enhanced.
Even within the terms of reference used by ‘the people of the book’. The crossing of the Salem and Nineveh eclipses makes an ✗, which is Tav in old Hebrew and the last letter of the Hebrew Alphabet. It means mark, sign, omen, or seal and is the symbol of truth, perfection, and completion. It represents the restoration of all of existence and the return to the essence and purpose of one’s life.
This is how I’m seeing this story is mirrored in the sky:
March 20th, spring equinox:
The equinox occurs in the constellation of the Fishes. One of the ways we over-write the age of belief and superstition is when we come to real-eyes that all of visible and non-visible reality is living energy – a refined animism. The Fishes, tied together at the tail, symbolise the masculine electrical force in the vertical Fish and the feminine magnetic force in the horizontal Fish.
Tomorrow, the Sun is in the electric Fish, pushing upwards and beginning to flare again. Mercury and Venus are close in the tail of the magnetic Fish. Everything is blooming at once here.
The equinox is the still-point on the starting blocks for the next surge. It is also World Rewilding Day, so get outside, plant something and let your hair down – dance!
21st March, Saturn-Venus conjunction:
This takes place in the ‘flow’ of the Water Bearer. Saturn winds down, brings closure. Venus, as the dream-body of the Earth weaves dream-streams, the thread of dreams and ideas that catch us in their wake. I’m seeing Saturn with Venus as indication of the closing out of the nightmare patterns of the ‘empire of brutality’ in the dreaming mind of the Earth, so that we can bring our human creativity and imagination to work in alignment with the Nature Powers without fear.
25th March, lunar eclipse:
The lunar eclipse heightens the energy of the Moon, it is like shading a window so you can see inside the room, beyond the reflection, into ourselves. It is in the left arm of the Virgin, in alignment with Spica the symbol of feminine Earth magic. It reminds me of God-free the Wheat-sheaf and I’m already feeling an openness to wonder and a Nature’s magic.
April 3rd, Venus-Neptune conjunction:
Venus and Neptune meet in the magnetic Fish – full emersion in the oceanic waters of the deep feminine as a prelude to the solar eclipse on the 8th April.
I have a triple conjunction with Venus-Mercury-Neptune in the Virgin, in my birth chart. I experience these conjunctions like a rebirth, not the day to do or plan anything, but to allow yourself, all your thoughts and feelings, to be dissolved.
April 8th, solar eclipse:
While only visible across America and Mexico, this eclipse is mirrored in the Fishes, moving from the magnetic feminine to the electrical masculine.
The Fishes are signalling a change in our individual terms of reference. The story we build about our lives is held in the memory field of our auric eggs, which holds lifehood memories from previous lives as well as our current lives. These ‘energetic constellations’ trigger events and in our current lives, which have mostly been related to the resolution and dissolution of conflicts created through lifetimes affected by the empire of brutality.
The new terms of reference will trigger pre-existing skills and creativity within ourselves, of which we were unaware.
I’m seeing this as building for the Uranus-Jupiter conjunction on April 20th.
April 10th, Mars-Saturn conjunction:
Mars meets Saturn in the flow of the Water Bearer in the same place as Venus was on the 21st March.
Mars became imprinted with the energies of anger, hunger and war, through the intensities and practices of the empire of brutality in its various expressions, but earlier the associated energies were related to agriculture and our abilities to find and grow food.
I’m picking up signals that the impediments to satisfaction and the process of concrescence is being recalibrated. Saturn closing out the old associations.
April 20th Uranus-Jupiter conjunction:
This takes place in the haunches of the Bull, signalling that this ‘switch’ involves the driving energies of what we bring into physical reality.
The conjunction itself is not actually doing anything, so much as drawing our attention to what is going on in the mind of the Earth, which is also the individual and collective mind and what we bring into conscious awareness. It shows that this is when we ‘seal’ our thoughts and feelings, in whatever way they have switched, at this conjunction.
This trail began with the Grand Conjunction of December 2020 and is now spiralling back to pick up on the threads that bring us back into alignment with Nature.
“Jupiter shows the space of expansion, where ideas are turned into ‘gold’. The Earth has been revealing that she is actively tempering this energy, since the Grand Conjunction of the Winter Solstice of 2020 with Saturn and this year with Neptune in the celestial waters. Neptune shows what she is dissolving – a fractal dissolution that ripples through existence. Forgetfulness? Not necessarily dementia, but a dissolution of a specific polarisation that held a memory in mind.
Polarisation itself is the domain of Uranus – something of a non-binary node that shows up when and where polarities are switched. This ‘switching’ can be a direct swap, in which positive becomes negative and vice versa, or a complete exchange of one set of polarities for another.
Both switch and swap happened at the lunar eclipse earlier this month, 8thNovember, (2022) which took place in conjunction with Uranus. A geomagnetic polarity switch deleted the energetic patterns that held certain parasitic entities in place and the primary operational polarity focus has shifted from male and female to mind and heart. This doesn’t mean that gender disappears or is unimportant, but that for this stage of the transition the Earth is generating themes relating to heart and mind equally through both men and women.”
The most significant polarity switch being sealed at Uranus-Jupiter conjunction, involves the dreaming power of the Earth and how this moves through men and women. I’ve been observing this wave move through people I know and tracking it in my inner vision, as well as in the sky.
I’m seeing this conjunction as marking the completion of the material phase of the grail/vortex and the work of the Templar Knights. The ground of dreaming, the dreamtime consciousness is now emerging in the men and the power to activate it is coming through the women. This is a direct reversal. In the past women were ‘keepers of the dreaming’ with just enough initiating power to protect it. Men had all the initiating power but had to subjugate women to exploit the dreaming power.
History ends as it began, in mystery, and together we make a whole new world.
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