. Poetry from The Great In-Between

Tuesday, September 26, 2023

Are You Experiencing The Dark Night of The Soul?

 


 

 

 


by Gregg Prescott
June 15, 2013
from in5d Website

Spanish version

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At some point in your life, you will experience the 'Dark Night of the Soul' where it seems that everything that can possibly go wrong, will go wrong.

 

What many people fail to realize is that this is a true blessing.

The 'Dark Night of the Soul' occurs when your life appears to hit rock bottom. You may experience a plethora of 'bad breaks' in your personal life, financially, mentally and/or physically.

What typically happens during the 'Dark Night of the Soul' is that we get so pounded by all of these experiences that we end up reflecting on "Why did this happen to me?"

 

 

 


When The Cleansing Begins

At first, you may feel hatred towards those who contributed to your 'Dark Night of the Soul'.

 

You might question the Creator and feel as though your spirit guides and guardian angels have failed you. This couldn't be further from the truth. Eventually, you realize that you needed to experience everything that you went through in order to grow spiritually.

In time, you will end up surrendering yourself and your ego to whatever the Universe has in store for you as if it is all now in the "Creator's hands".

 

This is where the cleansing begins.

There is no coming to consciousness without pain. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, to avoid facing their own soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.
Carl Gustav Jung

 

 

 

Your Soul Contract, Guides and Guardian Angels

Before you incarnated here, you made a soul contract that involved everyone who led you to your 'Dark Night of the Soul'.

 

When you were on the other side of the veil, you specifically chose these people to help you grow spiritually. Some of these people may have also had previous karmic relationships with you in which you both needed to try to resolve in this incarnation.

Your spirit guides and guardian angels are with you every second of your life. When you feel pain and sorrow, they do too.

 

As much as they want to see you happy, they also realize that you need to experience certain life situations in order to grow spiritually. Every day, you are being guided in the right direction towards fulfilling your life's purpose and that guidance includes experiencing the 'Dark Night of the Soul'.

Letting go of our images of God can be terrifying.

 

It is often the result of an experience of suffering in our lives, when our previous understanding is no longer adequate to give meaning to what has happened to us.

 

When my mother died suddenly in my early thirties, I was thrust into the desert. All of my certainties about God and life were stripped away and I was left raw and frightened.

 

Many people offered trite words and shallow comfort in my grief, they were not willing to sit with me in the darkness, but only hoped to rush me through to a place of light.

This is the mystical experience of the "dark night of the soul," when old convictions and conformities dissolve into nothingness and we are called to stand naked to the terror of the unknown.

 

We must let the process move through us - one which is much greater than we can comprehend. We can never force our way back to the light. It is only in this place of absolute surrender that the new possibility can emerge.

 

We don’t just have one dark night in our lives, but again and again, as we are called to continue releasing the images we cling to so tightly.
Christine Valters Paintner

 

 

 

A Blessing In Disguise

The true blessing of the 'Dark Night of the Soul' is the spiritual cleansing that you receive.

 

When you have reached 'The Dark Night of The Soul,' you have reached your lowest point in this incarnation.

 

To that I say, "Congratulations!" From this day forward, your life will take on a new meaning as you begin to understand why everything HAD to happen the way it did.

 

Once you come out on the other side of the 'Dark Night of the Soul' you will gain a new perspective and appreciation of what you had to go through and these experiences will exponentially magnify your spiritual progression.

Typically, many people will experience the loss of ego for the first time in their life during the 'Dark Night of the Soul'. This can be a very humbling experience.

 

We typically associate a title or our accomplishments with who we are but fail to see that ultimately, we are spiritual beings having a human experience. When we lose our ego, we can finally connect to our spiritual essence because we are no longer associating ourselves with society's preconception (or our own preconception) of who we are.

The 'Dark Night of the Soul' gives us a new sense of appreciation for all that is good in life and shows us how little we truly need to be happy.

But the most important aspect gained through the 'Dark Night of the Soul' is the connectedness we receive through our transformation of consciousness. It's as if you are given a new lease on life.

 

You stop blaming other people and begin to look within for answers. You learn forgiveness and gratitude.

 

You realize that you needed to have these experiences in order to get you pointed in a new direction that will facilitate your spiritual growth and life purpose.

"It is precisely because we resist the darkness in ourselves that we miss the depths of the loveliness, beauty, brilliance, creativity, and joy that lie at our core."
Thomas Moore

Dark Nights of the Soul


 

 

If You Are Currently Experiencing The Dark Night Of The Soul

If you are currently experiencing the 'Dark Night of the Soul,' I can assure you that there are much happier and fulfilling days ahead of you.

 

At some point, you should put your faith in the Creator's hands and know that you are always being divinely guided toward your life purpose. Look at where your life has taken you and what direction you are being shown to go.

 

Try to forgive those who have led you to The Dark Night of The Soul as well as forgiving yourself.

Don't try to force any immediate changes because they will come to you when you are ready. Sometimes during the dark night of the soul, the best thing to do is nothing and just live in the "now".

While it may not seem like it right now, the people who led you to this point are most likely part of your soul group...

 

On the other side of the veil, they loved you so much that they volunteered to lead you into the 'Dark Night of the Soul' if you ever got to the point of where you were veering from your life's purpose... even if it meant that they would no longer be part of your life during this incarnation.

The best way to look at the dark night of the soul is to compare it to a butterfly.

 

Before your dark night, you were a slow-moving caterpillar who was limited to a small area because of your lack of mobility. You didn't realize how much more you were capable of doing until you spun your cocoon. Once you emerged from your cocoon, you transformed yourself into a beautiful butterfly whose boundaries were limitless!

 

In this analogy, the cocoon is where you do "nothing" except going within.

 

You are on the verge of a spiritual transformation, so let go of your ego, surrender to the Universe and soon you'll be spreading your wings in flight!
 

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Monday, September 25, 2023

Therismos. The Harvest King.


(A lone voice whispers.)


 Earth, wind, fire, sea and stone


Hear me

I

Therismos


The King of the Autumn Harvest

 

The burning sword sent to light the way home


Who was commanded to flood the Earth 

With divine energy and hidden stardust


Before the Great Sowing of All Creation 


As Starlight

Took flight


Before manifestation

Sends

Such treasures


To be gathered

And reaped


Before Winter

Descends


The Harvest Moon

Opens the doorway 

To my kingdom 


So I can find

My way


To bring forth

All things


Which must come

To an end 


For I'm 

The herald

Of the three living 


Multi-dimensional cycles 


Birth

Death

Rebirth


Spring

Autumn

Spring

 

All in between

Are just fragments


Like the white stag

Standing alone in the forest 


Eluding hunters

Who want to be

Nourished


So know this

As long shadows rise 

In the East


As cast by the West


What your world

Does now


Could call my

Sickle


To bring

The second cycle


Sooner than later

For the Creator


To rid the hallowed fields

Of all life's traitors


The dictators

Haters


And all those dark

Crusaders


For I am the bringer

The singer


Who knows

Where this world

Goes


Therismos


One of Cristo'

Unspoken heroes


Hidden behind the veil

Always

Watching in the shadows


At the necropolis

Of Osiris


At Abydos


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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Sunday, September 24, 2023

The Voice of the Spirit Guide


 Let my voice 


Be the driving force 

And divine noise


The supernatural heartbeat 


To help you conquer and

circumvent defeat


Let my voice be the driving force 


To summon happiness and love

Comparison and kindness


Conjured into your daily ritual

Through silent prayer


To help open up your tired eyes

To really see 


Beauty and strength

Flowing everywhere

You go


So


Will you let my voice be the driving force 


To empower and bless 

You


In all

You feel


Compelled to do


For all I can say or do

Is pray you say

Yes


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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Saturday, September 23, 2023

Dreams of Idh-yaa


Part 2 of Channeling H.P. Lovecraft.

Part 2 of Channeling H.P. Lovecraft.


 (A lone voice whispers.)


 Her ruby eyes 

When she appeared knocking softly on my front door


Wore me out instantaneously with revolving shadows


Blooming with mystical colours of deep dreams


Echos of an unexplored multiverse 


A place where unfulfilled desires and cravings linked to lust


Could be so easily dissolved and resolved


They whispered of archaic realms


Revolving around humanity 

Like old satellites unseen 


Twinkling with sparkling obsidian dust infused with a fervent red shimmer 


Of something transmigrational


Something so mysterious and sensuous 


That when she suddenly willed it to appear 


You could sense it would be utterly insatiable 


Her smile carried a hidden memorandum and invitation 


That was inescapable 


For with one look 

You knew her courage was unshakable 


She appeared to me like a ghost in the night


Offered me a sharp drink 

To sink before our libidos began to fight


Her real name was truly a mystery to me 


As I wait impatiently by the fireplace 

At The Shadow and Key 


For her return 

But when I pause and reflect 


Will I ever learn

And like so many before me 


Will I come to eventually understand


That she's just one of the many saboteurs 


Sent by the hidden Masters at Arms 


Like wild-eyed birds as this world turns 


Or am I just another blind fool 

Looking for love 


As the world stands at one minute to midnight


Before everything goes nuclear and everyone burns 


At The Shadow and Key 

My humble abode


By the raging blue sea


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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The Hypnotic Black Brigade


 

For all the what-ifs and what for's


And all those crazy games 

We once lovingly played


Including

Those forgotten ones 

Maybe clumsily waylaid


And now carefully 

Put away


Just know

They were always worth the price 


Especially

Those now 


With bowed heads 

Standing shining 


Proudly on parade


Waiting for my attention 

To be fully vetted and paid 


As jealous slow-moving shadows 


In the background 

Of a new life


Smile Laugh 

And wave 


Dancing a Mephistophelian jig 


While

Listening to songs and sounds 


Sung and made 



By the Devil's 

Own seductive band 


The hypnotic 

Black Brigade 



(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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The tale of the Wandering Rose

 



(A lone voice whispers)


Remembering every single incredible memory  


Of my old lover's name 

Before the sun rises

Around the clock


I think is driving me slowly insane 

As the night sky seems to smile 

As it closes in


Each delicate syllable and dulcet tone


Rings and sends out such a resounding cacophony 

And vibration of such a Trinity of Sin


Like a holy golden summoning bell

Been slowly rung


Emanating a frequency filled with Happiness  

Togetherness  

And Divinity 


Tainted by visions

Lost in throes of bedroom depravity


As it spins around in that sacred kaleidoscope 

Within my mind  


Memories of smiles and kindness  

Laying together talking for hours  

Lost in a mysterious stillness


About life  

The universe and all things in between 

Holding hands in the darkness


Before all the cruel and unkind things in life 

Came crashing in


Like Zeus's thunder and put out our beloved flame 

Which we foolishly thought would be lit forever  

  

So now I'm on this broken path 

That I'm doomed to walk 

To purge my soul of this madness


Trying to forget her

Since her soul left us


Old Henry and me

The best old hound dog to sit

With


Writing poetry


So Ma and Pa


I'm taking Old Henry and leaving this letter

Driving South


Heading somewhere

I'm pulled blindly to 


A lonely secret location 

After my own version of The Titanomachy


Towards a place deep in the Appalachian Mountain

I've seen in prophetic visions


A spot inside the darkest of unvisited woods


A place I known 

From Dreamland


A place known as 

The Land of the Black Crows in the deepest of Shadows


Where Old Gods of pagan mythology and weary Elementals gather to watch  


Unknown actors dressed in sharkskin  

Perform a twisted version of Dantes's Divine Comedy

Accompanied by a lone violin 


A path known only to other poor kindred souls  


When they're unconsciously invited by a strange magnetic pull


To The Land of the Black Crows in the deepest of Shadows

To watch strange sideshows to help dissolve their pain


After being spiritually wounded by one of Eros's many bows  


Until nothing remains


Before they too pull on the Eternal Sharkskin suit


And take center stage as all the other broken 

Stand from their seats and welcome Old Henry and me


Into their secret house of ill repute


A place where when painful emotions suddenly appear


They are shared and passed around

To be consumed 

Like a strange-tasting forbidden fruit


By new friends

Who use its energies to welcome new followers 


Who brave enough to take up the call and commute


(C) Copyright John Duffy 


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Channelling Marvin Gaye in 2023



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Channelling Marvin Gaye in 2023
 
(A sad voice sings)



Holy Father
Father 
Father


Send us a prayer


For there's too many of us 


Standing by 

So many cold graves 
Crying


Holy Father
Father
Father


We know
There's far too many of us


Suddenly dying


So I know 
We've got to find a way


To bring some light 
On what's
Happening today


So yeah


Holy Father 
Father 
Father


We need to generate 

Songs 
Of debate

Debate


Before it's too late 
And things start to escalate


For war 
With the Red Bear 


To cover up 

The rise of sudden deaths 
And cancers


Aint the answer


To cover-up 


For big pharma 
And all their 
Necromancers


For only our power
Can conquer darkness


Before it's too late


Holy Father
Father
Father


Give us strength 


To generate some peace
To help us 

Find a way


To shine a light 
On the Media lies


Even though it 
Aint allowed 


With
No protest signs


For they beat you 

With their sharp sticks 
Of immorality


Holy Father
Father
Father


What's going on


Pray 
To help others 
Open their eyes


Father 
Sister 
Mothers 

Or brothers 

To really see
What's going on 


For everyone blinded


By their newspeak

Their dark music


And shout out
In the street


Or when you ask 
Questions 

Where you sit


You should trust the news
Not abuse it


Trust the news
Not abuse it


But we know its lies


What's going on


Sudden deaths
A rise in cancers
Heart attacks


What's going on


War in Russia
What's going on


Food crisis
Farming crisis


What's going on


Holy Father
Father 
Father


Help us find a way


To build a better day 
Starting today


When we all know 

What's going on


What's going on
What's going on


So we can all 
Get along


And stop what's wrong


It's why I wrote this song
What's going on


So people know 


What's really 
Going on


Right on

(C)
Copyright John Duffy

 

The Voice of Eli


 (A lone voice whispers.)


Like an army of unseen thieves


Wearing invisible black and red threads of divinity


You may steal

These words


As they are read

Into infinity


To remember old times of Beloved memories 

Of the dead


You have my now declared permission 

So go ahead


So like an army of invisible thieves


Wearing black and red threads of divinity

 

Fighting

Mentally

To stay alive


While living amongst

The living dead


Use these sacred words

As your literacy


Your Godhead


Recite after me

Silently


O sacrum


Fac me pacem et eripe me de tenebris


Da mihi vi opponendi fornicationem et tentationem


In omni- potenti nomine tuo


Amen


So they may fall like Autumn leaves 


All around 


The sacred grounds 

Where you may sit or stand


And 

Forever

Stay


As your beating band

Still plays


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


Translation: 


O Sacred One


Bring me peace and deliver me from darkness


Bestow me with the strength to oppose immorality and temptation 


In your Almighty name


Amen


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Friday, September 22, 2023

The Voice of Malachy


 

I've searched

So many once long forgotten rooms 


Hidden in this cathedral of my mind

My old worldly kingdom


Looked in faded memory tombs

For freedom


Visited death and birth

Laughter and mirth


Mementos of life on Earth 


Endless light

And dark cloaks


Worn by

Recollections

Of folks

Invoked


Now 

I'm here 


In this all consuming darkness 

And as I reside


Sitting by this 

Always burning 

Old oak


The only truths

I now know


Sharpened by the Blacksmiths  

Of Time's

Anvils


As it flows


It's why 

My soul


Now bleeds

In rhymes


Looking down to the walking flesh coffins

Beyond 


Filled to the brim

With greed and sin


Just awaiting a home

When gravediggers


Are summoned 

By lone priests

To dig


I've watched love turn to hate and burnt to ash 


As foolish lovers

Took the Devils cold cash


Looked upon empty bedrooms 


As angels were cast out by new practices

From loving homes


Seen red roses

Crushed in concrete

To never regrow 


As their leaves 

Withered in sorry defeat

In snow


Saw Straw Men

In red clouds 


Ride in

Smiling


To rain down on those 

Praying to sin


But through it all


No matter how many

Pieces have to fall


Have faith

To break the bullpen 

You'll know when


For one day 

We


The true believers

Will stand shoulder


To shoulder

Arm in arm


And sing this

Our battle song 


O LORD

O LORD


Keep us

O LORD


Safe 

Safe

Safe


From the wicked


O LORD

O LORD


Protect us from storms of violence 


O LORD

O LORD


By planners

Hiding in the silence


O LORD

O LORD


Come our Way

For

You are the Way


The Ford


Hear us

O LORD


Hear us


O LORD

O LORD


Glory Glory

Hallelujah


Hallelujah


O LORD

O LORD


Glory Glory

Hallelujah  

 

Do you believe 

You'll stand and sing


Arm in arm

When the Great Tribulation 


Comes and

Begins


I hope so

For when the trials come


I'll look for you 

To take 

Your arm


To sing


O LORD

O LORD


Keep us

O LORD


Safe

 Safe

From harm


From the wicked

Protect us from storms of violence 


O LORD


By planners

Hiding in the silence


O LORD


Come our Way

For

You are the Way


Hear us

O LORD


Glory Glory

Hallelujah  


Glory Glory

Hallelujah  


You are the Ford


Hallelujah


Glory Glory

O Lord 


You are the Ford

 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

 

Thursday, September 21, 2023

The Calling.


(A lone voice whispers.)


Run wildly

To me


My only love


Through all of life's wild woods

To reach my secret mountain glade


Come to your destiny 


Join the parade

Of all the poets around me

As I stand chanting 


In my circle of salt


Sending out spells to enchant and call to you

Each night


Even when you kneelled 

Bowed 


Cried 

Smiled or prayed


For I still wait in these dark woods

Just hidden in the shade


Will you surrender and just come to me

Spiritually 


For I will help you build a new poetic temple


With a gleaming white altar

As its centre piece


To absolve all your fears

With a baptism of words

In ink


Do you wish to enter into my Red Church


To sit 

Kneel or perched 


To be baptised and ordained

By its tear stained glass window panels


Will you walk through the ceremonial grey smoke that chokes

The normal folks

Who lack imagination 


Past that enticing pit fires


Surrounded by Temptations

Many crowds of enticing liars


When you hear 

Me calling


To finally cross the metaphorical wet sands and swim through the dark waters


To reach my mountains of emotions 

Woodland glade


Where we can finally dance freely

Like Masonic Knights 

On their Seventh Crusade


Amongst the deadly nightshade

And face the rise of the Full Winters Moon


Totally unafraid

As the rest of the world

Is falling


With the rise

Of a custom made

Remodeling 


By concealed AI

Weapons of decay 


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


The Sacred Tree