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Yew Magician  The Yew is the earthly and sentient expression of the ONE original pre-earthly organism that the earliest cultures referred to as the Tree of Life. The ancient and yet timeless language of the living Yew holds memory and information concerning the pre-earthly origin and spiritual lineage of human beings. Michael Dunning, Yew Mysteries  The Painting illustrates the Buddhi mudra hand gesture of balancing the water in the body to revise mental clarity. In the other hand he holds a yew berry. The golden hat creates a reception between ley line and human antenna. The owl acts as a guardian and radar. 
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Orniscopy "The will, projected from the point between the eyebrows, is known by yogis as the broadcasting apparatus of thought. When the feeling is calmly concentrated on the heart, it acts as a mental radio, and can receive the messages of others from far or near. In telepathy the fine vibrations of thoughts in one person’s mind are transmitted through the subtle vibrations of astral ether and then through the grosser earthly ether, creating electrical waves which, in turn, translate themselves into thought waves in the mind of the other person." Paramhansa Yogananda 1946
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Týr Pendent, god of Law. the one handed god, left over of the wolf, ruler of the temple. Rune of law. order and karma. Self sacrifice, detection. Sól/Sæwelō Pendent, Sunna the Norse goddess of the sun the moon is male. the sun-sorrow of ice. light of land. Rune of exposure, sustenance and life. dissolves constraint. Algiz/Elk Pendent, from the elder Futhark. Protection/shield. connection with the the cosmos.  
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Green Man "May I make my fond excuses for the lateness of the hour, but we accept your invitation, and we bring you Beltane's flower. For the May Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track. And those who ancient lines did lay will heed the song that calls them back. Pass the word and pass the lady, pass the plate to all who hunger. Pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the cup of crimson wonder. Ask the green man where he comes from, ask the cup that fills with red. Ask the old grey standing stones that show the sun its way to bed. Question all as to their ways, and learn the secrets that they hold. Walk the lines of nature's palm crossed with silver and with gold. Pass the cup and pass the lady, pass the plate to all who hunger. Pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the cup of crimson wonder. Join in black December's sadness, lie in August's welcome corn. Stir the cup that's ever-filling with the blood of all that's born. B