Sunday, December 21, 2014
We recently came into possession of a complete set of Israel Regardie’s Tattva cards, as willed to us from the late Donald Michael Kraig. A small sample these cards can be seen here.
The cards are 3.5” by 4.5” and are constructed of colored paper glued onto white card stock. Each is covered by a thin layer of copy paper which is folded and glued to the top of the card backs. Divine and angelic correspondences have been written on the back of each card in Regardie’s hand.
The cards were given to Don from author Gareth Knight (Basil Wilby) in 1991 as can be seen in the accompanying letter:
Provenance: Israel Regardie’s Tatva Cards
These, to the best of my knowledge, were Israel Regardie’s own Tatva cards, made by him for his personal use. He gave them to me when I was a director at Helios Book Service (Publications) some 20/25 years ago when we were contemplating reproducing them for artwork in a little book of his essays entitled “The Art and Meaning of Magic.” I am hereby making a gift of them to Donald Michael Kraig as a genuine student of the tradition as I think Regardie would have liked it.
2nd September 1991
We are honored to have these cards as reminders of two magical teachers who left us too soon, and who were dearly loved by Golden Dawn magicians the world over.
Posted by Tabatha at 9:08 AM
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Let all the Nature of the world entertain the hearing of this Hymn.
Be opened, O Earth, and let all the Treasure of the Rain be opened.
You Trees tremble not, for I will sing, and praise the Lord of the Creation, and the All, and the One.
Be opened you Heavens,
ye Winds stand still, and let the immortal Circle of God, receive these words.
For I will sing, and praise him that created all things, that fixed the Earth,
and hung up the Heavens, and commanded the sweet Water to come out of the Ocean, into all the World inhabited, and not inhabited,
to the use, and nourishment of all things, or men.
That commanded the fire to shine for every action, both to Gods, and Men.
Let us altogether give him blessing, which rideth upon the Heavens,
the Creator of all Nature.
This is he, that is the Eye of the Mind, and Will accept the praise of my Powers.
O all ye Powers that are in me, praise the One, and the All.
Sing together with my Will, all you Powers that are in me.
O Holy Knowledge, being enlightened by thee, I magnify the intelligible Light,
and rejoice in the Joy of the Mind.
All my Powers sing praise with me, and thou my Continence,
sing praise my Righteousness by me; praise that which is righteous.
O Communion which is in me, praise the All.
By me the Truth sings praise to the Truth, the Good praiseth the Good.
O Life, O Light from us, unto you comes this praise and thanksgiving.
I give thanks unto thee, O Father, the operation or act of my Powers.
I give thanks unto thee, O God, the Power of my operations.
By me thy Word sings praise unto thee,
receive by me this reasonable Sacrifice in words.
The powers that are in me, cry these things, they praise the All,
they fulfill thy Will; thy Will and Counsel is from thee unto thee.
O All, receive a reasonable Sacrifice from all things.
O Life, save all that is in us; O Light enlighten, O God the Spirit;
for the Mind guideth the Word:
O Spirit bearing Workman.
Thou art God, thy servant crieth these things unto thee through,
by the Fire, by the Air, by the Earth, by the Water, by the Spirit, by thy Creatures.
From eternity I have found the means to bless and praise thee, and I have what I seek; for I rest in thy Will.”
(Adapted from a prayer entitled "The Secret Song: The Holy Speech" from the Divine Pymander of Hermes Mercurius Trismegistus. Published in The Essential Golden Dawn.
Posted by Tabatha at 5:35 PM
Monday, October 27, 2014
Don't weep at my grave,
For I am not there,
I've a date with a butterfly
To dance in the air.
I'll be singing in the sunshine,
Wild and free,
Playing tag with the wind,
While I'm waiting for thee.
The Comfort and Sweetness of Peace
After the clouds, the sunshine,
after the winter, the spring,
after the shower, the rainbow,
for life is a changeable thing.
After the night, the morning,
bidding all darkness cease,
after life's cares and sorrows,
the comfort and sweetness of peace.
- by Helen Steiner Rice
For Buffalo Bob
Under the Shadow of Thy Wings
Posted by Tabatha at 1:02 PM