The AlcheMystic Food ForeThought

Before you begin I would like to welcome you, the reader, to the 5th Dimension.
As you begin the journey
through my journal I would like to reveal your first clue; and A noteworthy clue
at that... as you savor The AlcheMystic Food ForeThought, you'll notice from time to time the first letter in every line reads down to reveal a message.
Bon Appétit!

My vacuum cleaner came with a Manual… Why didn’t I?

These are the words I spoke back in 1988 at the onset of my journey.
It was six months after my Rite of Passage, and though I had no fear,
My mind was filled with questions about life and love and purpose and
Especially the newness of who I am.
Within a week after I asked my question to the Universe,
my friend Marty gave me his old computer.
“I’ve a feeling you can use this,” he said carrying the old monitor into my
Living room… And so the writing began.
Like having a friend with me at all times, I spoke to,
and listened to my guidance.
For years I wrote, or rather communed personally with my Self, and then
One day the head of the local healing center asked me what I was writing.
Realizing the intimacy of the word, I felt vulnerable talking about it.
My first reaction is not to tell him. I couldn’t stop it, the words spilled out.
“Just some of my experiences,” I said, “the ones I’m trying to understand
Or my communion with… guidance.” The word guidance caught in my throat.
“You have full conversations?” His brows raised in a gesture of delight.
“Sometimes I hear the words poetically, and in rhyme,” I said eagerly,
“While other times I just ask A question and I get the answer, or sometimes
I hear A quote or a few quip words that I jot down,” my tone nonchalant.
Sounds fascinating, I’d like to read some of it if I could,” he said excitedly,
“Have you thought of putting it all in A book?”
And so the book… or rather books began. Originally there were three of
Them written through A course of timelessness over twenty five years.
I called them ForEver, And Ever, N’Ever Now… Half is Now, half’s N’ever.
And it was taking me forever to write them.
Whenever anyone asked how the book was coming along, I’d say,
“It just keeps multiplying, like the loaves and fishes.”
Though the questions and answers were written twenty five years ago, its
Now I’ve come to realize fully the magnitude of Truth implied in the work.
Essentially all my writing is A proverbial labyrinth to unlock the mind.
Slowly and somewhat secretly the words become clear as the essence of
Sacred Alchemy is unraveled to reveal the mystery beyond the words,
ushering the reader to their own center of Truth.

Here is a taste of the kind of questions I asked my Self, and the delectable morsels THAT Self-awareness served me as my inner I began to bloom…
What is Love and who is my Beloved?

You are Love all ready. Just Be Love and Be-Loved.
There’s no concept THAT explains Love or Beloved. Love IS… just US.
One Spark of an essence of One Self THAT Be Love ‘IS’… knows justice.
Our experience of Love IS… the power of God (US) Being One Self, while
manifesting Being uniquely each… One of Us simultaneously always
and all ways.

Am I confusing love with lust or infatuation?

Those illustrious
clusters
of lust from infatuation or lack are emotions, though unbalanced,
held the form of power in its clutches. Thus through…
the clutching bred jealousy and obsession.

Can I experience more Love?

Experiencing One Self more is the key to experience more Love.
THAT capacity of Being… avail-able to express the Soul in A sense,
Holding A mind with focus in One, fully experiencing Self... IS Love.
Experiencing OneSelf is an experience of God and Us as One… God/Us.
Realizing THAT, We open up on A discovery of dna to who One IS... and
I accept, We quest or question, allow, adjust, expand,
and align in order… to ‘Be’
A clear vehicle to receive/transmit THAT power of God/US.
Love IS… THAT power.
Enjoy your process, each or every step, BE cause the pleasure,
though fleeting, BE comes A part within US All.
Be the process; trust your experience, stop worrying, and always re-member
the existence of True Love IS… A~live and Well in One’s life.
Enjoy your great opportunity as A multi~dimensional Being… symbiotic
with~ the simultaneous experience of A Woman
in form. LOVE is Living Our Vulnerability Extraordinarily.

I have salt and peppered just a few poems through the book.
This one seasons A mind justifiably when savored.

Know TIME

It's time!
or is IT?
Haunting ME through the day
as we fill hour lives with senseless chores
rising from our deepest core

It's time!
yet Is IT?
Unceasingly measuring Our way
as you try to fit the meaning of life
in every second of every day

It's time!
but Is it?
Binding US to this world
without a sign to see or hold
it ceased ME and took control

Time!
what is it?
This measurement of nothing
which we have chosen to keep in tact
the luminous illusion of our physical act

A quote or two can be sweet when savored
though I found them comforting when I felt deserted
or let’s say A just dessert

The distance between where you perceive yourself to BE
and THAT place I AM as One
Is called space
The time it takes to realize THAT is called the healing process

The healing process is re-membering...
You pretended to forget
then forgot you were pretending.