The Cheshire Cat Walks Beside Me.

Like a ghost shepherding a lost soul the feline has oft appeared and walked within my shadow throughout my tumultuous and bizarre life. Often from afar they peer deep into the recesses of my well traveled mind and communicate with the cat woven into my essense. The left-over energy from a past life lived as a mysterious yet intelligent feline. It's the delicate way in which I walk and tread lightly around squeaky spots in the floor, or the heightened-sensitivity to noise; still yet, perhaps it's how at night I come alive. Of course my intuition is also quite cat-like; a gift that I will always admire my mother for passing onto me. Anyway, the list of traits I share with the cat are uncanny and reassuring. Regardless, who wouldn't want to be watched over by one of the most mysterious, ancient and intelligent creatures ever to walk the skin of Earth?

Ironically I have had a rather aloof experience with the feline community over the years. That said, if you know anything about cats then you are aware that cats are often independent, solitary creatures, so it isn't uncommon for cats to avoid one another. In my case, I would frame my relationship with other feline energies to one of mutual respect and tolerance. You might be saying, "Green man, aren't cat lovers supposed to smother their cats?" Actually, from my experience cats prefer limited interaction and that is why having a feline friend would be good for me. Both the cat and I like our space and independence yet like to have a friend around for rainy days. But I digress a bit from the original thesis of this essay. I was speaking about cats walking along side my path like old, trusted allies letting me know that I'm still in the secret society from my past life living amongst their silent kind.

Every place we've moved (my wife and I), cats have always found us. Around the marking of the millennium, my wife and I were newly weds living in Boulder, Colorado. I was following my high-school theatre dream of getting my university degree in acting but as the schizoaffective disorder mercilessly took over my mind I was failing a lot of other class like math and science. I was on a bad streak of downward slips into the deep bowels of depression when one day I came home from classes and saw a beautiful tiger stripe house cat sitting on the deck fence. I stood still and remained quiet because like me, cats have a tendency to spook. I also didn't look at her directly in the eyes but she didn't leave.

So I softly walked over to the stairs just to her right and below and sat on one of the steps; squishing my body against the hand railing to give her plenty of room to feel comfortable. Then, we just sat there in perfect, rejuvenating silence. Her soft presence and quiet, limited movements were like guidance from a Zen master on how to slow down and concentrate upon the immediate moment. Together we enjoyed that moment, which included a nice warm gentle breeze blowing through the pines trees just in front of the deck. One of the best smells to help me relax is the fresh scent of pine in the air. It's a fresh scent that does have this seemingly inexplicable power of giving you a feeling of being cleansed of heavy, stagnant energy.

My feline friend watched over me for about 15 minutes before taking one last look at me and slipping off into the bushes. My heart was in bliss from that intimate, one-on-one bonding with that cat as she helped me stop and just enjoy the moment. It was a wonderful gift and that is how most of my cat encounters go--intimate but respectful of the others space. Cats and I seem to have this unspoken understanding and ability to communicate with the mind. It must be the shared intuition because I don't feel that with any other animal. Then there are the stray cats that always seem to know to come to our house for some food, shelter and help. We've lived in our current place for about 10 years and in those 10 years we've had at least 4 strays end up at our house. It's like they can sense the familiar energy and know this is a safe place for them to come. Besides me, my wife is also a big animal person so between us we send out the right signal I guess.

We're vegetarian in part because we love animals so much but the funny thing is that we keep some cans of tuna fish around for our feline family to eat when they show up on our doorstep tired, scared and hungry. I share with you one last story about my connection to cats because I see I'm going on long with this post. My wife use to work with this woman who had tons of dogs but only one cat, so he was often overlooked. One late afternoon my wife and I were visiting their house. The people who live there were being their usual clueless, unaware selves and after a short while I began to feel that someone was watching me, and it was increasing with intensity the longer I didn't look. It felt like the side of my face was slowly but surely warming up. So I turn my gaze over and notice their cool, laid-back cat staring right at me. I felt immediately that he wanted something, so I asked in my head, "What do you need friend?" And I know this sounds kooky but after I said that in my mind the cat looked up at this empty food dish on the counter and then back at me again!! Immediately I asked the woman who lived there that I thought the cat was hungry. So she went to grabbed the kitty food and this cat was already on the counter waiting for his meal.

I have a strong feeling that I was a priest in a past life too in ancient Egypt where I had a lot of connection with cats because of vivid dreams and visions I've had, which is also partly why I have been attracted to Crowley for some time, but from afar. Anyway, this was before I had an amazing vision while on LSD of this black cat wandering through a dimly lit pyramid or underground temple. A lot of native peoples in Latin and South America use hallucinogenic drugs to uncover their power animal or totem animal. I took my visit from this black cat in ancient Egypt to have been one of those mystical moments of bonding because he appeared into my vision throughout that LSD trip whenever I felt anxious or edgy. His face would just appear in front of me and fracture into a honeycomb of many reflections of his face, which was accompanied by waves of peace emanating from his eyes. I know, a lot of this sounds kooky and that's fine if you feel that way but while I don't believe that all of this kind of stuff is real and meaningful; there is a part of these experiences, which seen the right way can be great guides as you navigate through life. So, the next time you see a stray cat--it might just be me. ;)

~The Green Man has Spoken~

The Eye of Horus and Liber Oz.

(Above: The Great Occult Beast, Aleister Crowley)

Humans are very visual creatures and many of us learn best visually. Thus, symbols have been used for eons to convey important messages without having to read long essays and books, which was quite useful during the time when most humans were illiterate. They can be very effective in impacting a wide range of people because regardless of their "official meaning" they are interpreted by each person somewhat differently. Therefore, they can have a deeper, broader and more personal impact than just repeating a bunch of words. It is with that understanding that I write today about two important symbols in my life: The Eye of Horus or All-Seeing Eye" and the "Liber Oz" symbol created by Occultist Aleister Crowley. I have put up both symbols in the right-hand column of the blog. So, first up, The Eye of Horus (picture left):

Traditionally, it is an Egyptian symbol of protection representing the deity of Horus who is one of the oldest and most important ancient Egyptian deities. Click on the name Horus (above) for additional information on him. However, now I'd like to focus on what this symbol means to me and why I find it important. In my mind, The eye represents the "ONE" the "Self" or "Higher Self." The Third Eye of Enlightenment. For Theists it would be "God." It represents the union of all that exists in what we know as our Universe. Thus, it represents perfection, balance and strength. Especially since the triangle is considered the strongest geometric shape. It is the oneness and interdependence of consciousness that the Buddhists speak of.

In my own life it is also the eye of knowledge peering through the darkness, which is thus symbolic of the triumphs of science. It represents the Great Mystery starring back at us, beckoning us to discover the clues that will lead to it's treasure, which is nothing short of full understanding of our Universe and how it works. As well as representing the hope that the answers to the questions and missing knowledge in our personal lives are out there. The rays emanating from the Great Eye represent the transmission of that understanding radiating into our lives. It is the bright sun of enlightenment warming up and melting away the cold hardness of our fears and doubts. It is a comforting and inspiring symbol, which I have tattooed upon my shoulder. Now we come to the last one, which is the "Liber Oz" symbol:It is a septagram/heptagram, or seven-pointed star, which was created by Occultist Aleister Crowley resting inside a unifying circle. The seven points represent many things but the one I prefer is that the the four points atop represent all the matter of Earth and life in total (Fire, Water, Earth and Air). And we know Earth is the realm of man, and thus science. The three points represent for me the spiritual, which is just as important as matter. Together the represent the union of everything. As I'm sure you've noticed, that collection of circles and semi-circles at the top of the star looks like an erect phallus leveled right at you. In this regard the "Liber Oz" also celebrates the penis and masculinity, which is important to me being a bisexual man.

The Bible will have you believe that "666" is the sign of "the devil" but in reality the "Great Beast" was most likely the Romans. However, because of the superstition of "666" being "Satan's" telephone number or something, and wanting to avoid stupid comments claiming I worship, "the devil" (I don't even believe in "him" so how could I worship, "him?") I've decided to erase the numbers from the symbol as it appears on this blog.

I don't want a bunch of jumping Jesus freaks coming around, harassing me with their silly exorcisms. Nor is "666" really that important to me either way -- I avoid either side in the monotheistic "death match" between "God" and "Satan." So, I have edited it to personalize the symbol for me and plan on having it tattooed on my upper thigh. Omitting the "666" in the design is also meant to cut-off any stupid remarks upon showing the tattoo to others who might not understand the deeper meaning of how I interpret, "666." Here is the final product:Surely you can see the big, black, bold letters, "Oz" surrounding the symbol. It represents Aleister Crowley's, "Liber Oz" manifesto. I will leave you with a good description of what Aleister Crowley's "Liber Oz" statement actually means. Read it here. As for the exact words of the, "Liber Oz" you can read them here.