In order to fully take advantage of this meditation, I felt it would be proper to go outside and visit the oak tree in my front yard. I also decided to add some Myrrh incense and anointed my forehead with astral traveling oil.

Its night time, the stars are few. The wind is cool but not cold on my face. I can feel the energy of this old tree next to me. It speaks, but not with a human voice. The energy is increasing as I listen for clues from the mysteries of this ancient oak. What does it say? I am unsure, but I know it breathes the same air as I.

"We are one and the same" it says, gently. "The Goddesses creatures are we not? I have much knowledge of these grounds. Listen much but speak little my younger brethren, for we are in this together. You will soon see I am right. For I listen to the night's energies and the day's rays of light. I smell the rain much as you do before it comes. Watch my leaves as they turn upside down. The rain is my friend, for it feeds my thirst."

I ask the tree, what of the dirt below your roots? It answers me in a commanding voice, "Take your sandals off!" So I removed them. Now what, I ask solemnly? "Do you feel the soil between your very own toes?" I answered yes. "This is what I feel as well, except it always there. You take advantage of the land as humans tend to do. Now imagine the dirt not being under there anymore.

How would you feel without it?" I pause to envision this hypothetical exercise the old oak asks of me. After a few minutes, I am feeling disgusted with my race of people. It is true; we do take the Earths beautiful wonders for granted. The energy is fading now. I can barely sense the old tree. It must have told me all I needed to know at this time. I must try again another time soon.

Marlevane 5/03/2005


I was once a lost soul, Looking for guidance.

Searching amongst religions, never to avail.

By trial and error, I have been through it all.

Once I was a programmed child, going to church and being forced. I've gone through that hell.

I then found a blanket in believing in nothing, I have since shed the darkness, to find the correctedness.

Wrapped in nothingness, I have found me through the veil.

The goddess has shown her face, the god as well.

Lost not, am I now. As I have found faith in the the other world realms.

I now have complete control, gone now is the jealous bone.

I give my thanks to shining ones, forever my aligiance is due to them.

For they have given me the will to live, I share my thoughts to those whom seek,

I learned a lot, but not all to know, for wisdom is rare as the willow tree grows.

I love my wife through passion and care, I owe it to the gods for lending their hand.

Giving me peace to a never ending battle, I now share a torment that has offered me sickness,

The Lord and Lady has shaken me to my senses. I shall never turn back time, for my love of the deities is always there.

My wife is included, and my family is shrouded, the gifts of love have prevailed over cloudy inflictions.