A05

Air Temple

Wednesday 15th November 1995 (9:35pm)

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Barry: The temple is light with a soft blue light. The moon shines through the domed roof.

Rob: From the windows translucent white silk curtains flutter continually in the breeze. They catch the eye, then figures dancing in the air, winged figures become apparent.

Barry: They shine in the light. Each has its own �note� which vibrates from them as they move. We enter the Temple and are surrounded by them.

Rob: A fine carved gold sphere is on the altar. In the middle is a stone which once was white, but now swirls in motion and colours. It bursts and a thin cloud of gas fills the room in streams. They come together to form a flimsy net that surrounds us. The net is lifted, and we move through the temple roof. The sky is amazing, full of stars. The horizon is unsullied by any unnatural light. I�ve never seen such stars; they aren�t dimmed by the moon. In the sky �things� are floating past. They have no solidarity, just glimpses of ethereal forms.

Barry: A bell sounds. A deep bell, the vibration can be felt in our solar plexus. This vibration creates a vibration in the air which we can see vibrating out. We are pulled towards it. The bell itself lies at the heart of one of the gigantic figures. The vibrations of the bell casts out a substance that forms the figure. It brightens as the bell rings. The figure cups its hands we are contained.

Rob: It wears a crown, and has an old beardd face. It wears a long flowing skirt or robe. It�s immense and fills the sky now.

Barry: It brings its cupped hands to its mouth and blows. I am stripped of all body. I have become a fog blown by the wind.

Rob: I have become a bird. I have along thin beak and wings of iridescent blue and green.

Barry: Below me is a vast sea. I lie as a fog which clings to the surface of the sea. The winds blows and I am lifted into the air as spray.

Rob: I am flying through that spray.

Barry: The wind has liberated me from the surface of that sea.

Rob: I have become an ibis.

Barry: I can see you around me. I can cling onto your feathers. I can be blown by the wind.

Rob: I see a pyramid before us, but the top is not a point, but a small square. Energy is coming off in a complicated pattern, blurring and vibrating. I see a God breathing into the nostrils of man. I see a God sounding the first syllable of existence. Vibration is the foundation of our existence and air is where one learns about it. I have become a sandstorm. Is this Earth of Air, or Air of Earth? I sense you in the storm.

Barry: I feel guided and protected.

Rob: We have not left the hands of the being. We have gone nowhere. We are safe.

Barry: The hands carried me across the great sea and the great desert which I am fearful of. The hands kept me above both. I felt in both of these places there was the possibility of getting stuck or lost. The hands carried you above it.

Rob: The figure reaches down and places us through the ceiling of the temple in front of the altar.

Barry: What I have thought of this element is that much of what we have done has raised us above the ground, away from the mundane which is different.

Rob: In place of the small sphere on the altar is a small silver bell. It rings once and its vibrations touch my heart. Pure notes have no discord. We need to be sure of eliminating discord in this Temple. We must resolve anything which will impair the quality of the note. We must discard anything which will muffle its sounds.
,br> Two sayings are in my mind: �A brisk breeze blowing away the cobwebs.� The other is: �the winds of change�.

Note: Thoth, the ibis headed God is reputed to have caused the birth of the early deities from NUNU (The personification of the ocean and waters of chaos), by the sound of his voice.

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