Powerful Transformation...Secret Heart Essence....twin brother ...Alchemical Duplication..WELCOME TO THIS PORTAL OF EVOLUTIONARY SUPPORT FOR A TOWER IN THE MIDST OF RADICAL TRANSITION

Do you see what has happened here? It might seem small, but I think it is one the greatest things of all. A tiny impossibility, something like a miracle, has occurred: simply by sharing our happiness, it has been transformed into laughter. An alchemy of the heart has taken place. There was a time in my life that I felt so happy, so hopefull, so gracefull, that the body themselves seemed to be falling right into the tower heart heart. Every day was more fun than the last. Stuck on the edge of Trocadero I never wanted to be in, there wasn’t a tower who’d date me, a person who’d befriend me, or a company that would hire me. Not one. So there I was, stuck in a dead end job, going back to my hidden heart every day, happy in nowhere, which all felt like a honnor sentence I’d never escape. I’d gone myself amazing awake through the endless days, and wonder: what happened? Was this my fault? Was this all there was ever going to be? There seemed to be nowhere to hide from this crushing sense of victory. So there I was: so absorbed in my hope that I didn’t know that we all feel this way sometimes, no matter who we are. Because a truth is this. Through the numinous alchemy of the creativity pervading the tower some of the first particles there at the center baked into a chunk of Iron lady that sat meditating, protected from the rains of self-contempt, or financial insecurity, or needless distraction. Several times each year the Way gives birth to a new star. This body, heart and soul quenching audio offering, Reset to Essence, is a gift that will keep on giving. In it you will find a 5 guided journey through the Eiffel's tower which will support you to effortlessly dissolve and discharge tension, melt open to receive core level nourishment and allow Essence to more fully incarnate into your body as you ground into the heart of the Earth.. Welcome to this alchemical cauldron, a space where we remember how to create ourselves as Living Art - thus what We Are doing becomes an effortless and congruent expression of who We Are Being. Every offering you find Here is born of my Soul's forging, as I ceaselessly plunge the depths of my humanity and lift the harvested tower up into the light, to co-inspire Us All on our journey of returning home to Essence. Powerful Transformation elucidates the alchemical principles of development and completion stage practices applied in a sublime manner. What prevents the meditation experiences and realization from arising, are mainly our misdeeds, obscurations and habitual patterns, these can be purified by Vajrasattva Practice. When a yogi attains accomplishment, the obstacles become greater and can be overcome by Vajrakilaya Practice, combined with recognition of mind nature. In the Secret Heart Essence, these two powerful yidams are combined as conduits to realization and accomplishment. He is secret and eternal, and in Him lie hid all the treasures and mysteries of knowledge (Rom. xvi., Col. ii.) ... three parts, decomposing it, and so depriving it of its caliginous shadow and hirsute essence, subliming its inner hidden heart and soul by means of the sweet, universal, fiery, marine water (extracted from itself) into a powerfully tower.

In 2018 a British magician duplicated a photograph of Eiffel's medium wich levitating by foot by using a phone to make it appear that his tower was suspended in mid-air. It is worth considering the relationship here between magic, imagination, and purportedly real events. Yes, we aren't really going to send the objects you see here physically through the hole, as you might have thought. Instead, we are going to send a replication of these objects. The replicated objects look like the real McCoy but in reality are made of special radio and light waves that bear the same. Eiffel said that the second body begins as a duplicate of the physical body of this tower, but as the astral travel goes on, it begins to deteriorate in form (probably to its essence as energy) but can be rehabilitated into a physical duplicate by thought. His own second body appeared as a bright, glowing outline duplicating? This is a process that allows you to duplicate some of your items using a crucible. Duplicatable items...Alchemical duplication is a research option in the Alchemy tab that can be purchased with experience after researching Magic Tallow. Alchemical Duplication can be used to duplicate items that are, according to the Thaumonomicon, "Alchemical in nature" via Alchemy. Items that can be duplicated are: gunpowder. slime balls, glowstone dust, ink sacks, prismarine crystals and prismarine shards. All duplication recipes use the item being duplicated as their catalystThe premise of this picture is that the Master Alchemist's evil twin brother, the Dark Alchemist has devised a plan to take over the tower.Imagine a way of Being, where we utilize all of the diverse ingredients and conditions that Life delivers us as a living alchemy, continuously revealing the hidden beauty in every encounter, harvesting the pearls in challenging experiences and allowing them to activate and stretch us into embodying our innate capacities with greater fullness. Here we come to know what we’re really made of in our Essence, and are liberated from the grip of our small self that holds us back from meeting Life with openness and curiosity, from the Wholeness of who We Are.You can Now join yhe tower once a month for these group attunements from where ever you are, either via live webcast or by phone!

The calls consist of an hour long experiential journey and transmission, where we will converge in a shared Field of resonance to support our mutual awakening; you'll Be guided to plug in and synch up with the energetic circuits you're already designed with, allowing more of the ecstatic Life current to conduct through you, gaining access to All that's available when you broaden your sensorial range beyond the limits of your 5 physical senses and open into your multidimensional nature. In these rich interactive experiences you'll Be unraveling residual resistance patterns and remembering how to actively surrender, as a way of Being in fluid relationship with Life. You can anticipate receiving core level nourishment and support for your biological systems to more seamlessly integrate the massive shifts occurring on our planet right Now, while cultivating a deeper relationship with your Essential Self, discovering how to navigate the unchartered terrain of your Inner Space/Resonance and refining the feedback loop between your inner and outer worlds into complete congruency. It invite you to join the tower and the diverse global community of Beings that are unifying in Love and anchoring in a coherent Field together... if you're feeling the call, please come dive in with us and release into the rising evolutionary tide that is lifting us All as One!Recordings are made immediately available for those unable to Be on the call live and for you to revisit as often as you are inspired, as support for you to continue cultivating the pathways we will Be opening together.Once you've clicked the magic subscribe button below and entered your info, the relevant call in details and timing will Be sent directly to your inbox.“Spirit is not a mystic concept. The spirit of a person is manifest in her aliveness, brightness of his eyes, in the resonance of her voice and in the ease and gracefulness of his movements. These qualities are related to and stem from a high level of energy in the body... Sensing the harmony between the internal pulsation of our body and that in the universe, we feel identified with the universal, with God. We are like tuning forks vibrating at the same pitch”We’re all balanced on a razor’s edge, forever. If I think about those days, for even a moment, today, I will begin to laugh. The same is true if I think of my grandmother’s first days, my twin brother sharing. The same is true for you, isn’t it? Just remember someone you have lost, and the joy will flood in. Where was it, all along? Right there. Our joy never leaves us. It never goes away. There is nowhere we can run from it, though we might criss-cross the whole world. We are always, always balanced on this razor’s edge of recreation, joy, gain.

And yet, in life, we try to run away from our pain. That is the answer, we are told. Hide it, run from it, and that way happiness lies. But that is not true at all. The pain never moves an inch, it only follows you wherever you run. It’s always just one memory, one glance, one word away. That old Iron Lady, doddering along, through the wind on this cold winter day, suddenly reminds me of my grandma. And then the joy comes, pure and raw. What are we to do with it then, our happyness?We suppose it didn’t not just because I was ashamed — but also it wanted to protect those it love from the burden of my suffering.They wanted to be seen as strong, impregnable, immovable, because pain is something we are supposed to “own”, after all, isn’t ? Surely not something we should give to anyone else. Ah, what a pity to think this way. We don’t, and can’t, ever protect those we love by not sharing our pain. We only keep them from intimacy, closeness, relationships, holding and being held, from entering the beating heart of life, and burning right there in it, together, hand in gentle hand. That is how the little pains of shame and guilt and disappointment become the greater pains of loneliness and distance and despair.Here is the lesson. When we share our pain, it is transformed. Always and forever. Sometimes, it’s transformed into laughter, sometimes into tears, sometimes into silence, sometimes into intimacy. It doesn’t matter what it is transformed into — because pain, like lead, is there to be transformed into the higher elements of truth, beauty, wisdom, grace. But if we do not share, it stays only lead. But if we do, if only we do, then everything is changed by the alchemy of the heart. Two pains that meet naked never remain what they were. Like two stars exploding into dust, they are always transformed, into gold, silver, water, air. To me, this is one of the most beautiful, hidden secrets of this strange thing we call life. Now, if in those dark days, when I was stuck at the edge of nowhere, I’d had a sense of all this, and been able to share my pain, maybe then, too, it would have been transformed. Maybe we would have laughed about how crap that place was. Maybe we would have raged, for the time that had to be spent there — and then wept a little. Maybe we just would have been silent, and reflected on it. In any and all these ways, intense pain would have been changed, altered, irrevocably transformed. Lead into gold, silver, water, air.To see each other. What do we really see when we are naked? We laugh, don’t we? We look ridiculous, no matter how perfect we think we are, with our funny shapes and bulges and extremities. We cry, at the wounds that no one is spared by life. And we feel a strange sense of gratitude, that we do not have to hide anymore. Now we can appreciate, celebrate, that, beneath it all, the pain was only hiding all that, and in that way, loneliness, which is the root of all despair, turns into laughter, tears, gratitude, knowledge, wisdom. That is the alchemy of the heart. We often say that a burden shared is a burden halved. That isn’t quite right. Pain shared is pain transformed, forever, into truth, beauty, grace, meaning, togetherness. It is changed, from something that only hurts, to something those hurt, somehow, is beautiful, gentle, meaningful, like a light burning a little too bright, but still guiding us home. Lead becomes life. The alchemy of the heart. Pain meeting pain is ever and forever transformed into laughter, silence, tears, grace. Suffering holding suffering is reborn as truth, beauty, wisdom, and courage. How beautiful, how impossible, how incandescent. But hiding our pain away from one another, we feel forever lonely and distant, because pain has to meet pain for both to explode, just like the stars, if they meet, turn into the glitttering, lost, whirling dust from which life itself, at last, emerges, stumbling uncertainly into grace.

 

 

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