The
Arts offer
a field of activity, collaboration and study for those
interested in all facets of the arts. Together, participants
work to bring forth new and creative ideas that touch the heart,
mind, and spirit. Art speaks through the global language of
color and
light, geometry, movement, sound and rhythm. the creation of
contemporary and dynamic sacred spaces by this group of individuals
produces service projects and activities designed to uplift and
contribute to the collective transformation of humanity. If you have ideas, suggestions, or you would like to participate with this group, contact: info@ifgt.org or mwmiller@ifgt.org
We invite you to submit a review of one of your favorite spiritual or esoteric films, DVDs, photos, poems, or verse for inclusion in our web site. All submissions must be original, or if the property of someone else or if copyrighted, permission from the author/artist must be included with your submission. Photos should be submitted in a jpeg, gif, or bitmap format.
Please e-mail your submissions to info@ifgt.org .
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Class on ESOTERIC ART offered by Georgia Lambert The class covers: Painting Poetry Music Sacred Dance Visit the class page for more information. |
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POETRY and INSPIRATIONAL VERSE
Every month or so, The Arts group will post one of our member's or participant's original poetry or verse. The content must be spiritual, esoteric, uplifting or a part of life's experiences. If you would like to submit a poem or verse for consideration, please contact us at: info@ifgt.org. The word Art should be in the subject line). Authors retain copyright.
THE MUSIC OF WORDS
by Gay Witherington
by Gay Witherington
We are told that all is vibration. Sound is
vibration. Number is
vibration. Words are vibration. Poetry uses words in a special way
which emphasizes their vibratory quality. Like a mantra or a seed
thought, poems can still the lower mind and allow the heart to guide us
into the contemplative consciousness of the intuition. A single word or
a phrase can reverberate in
awareness, leading to insight and illumination.Also, in poetry, the form of the words and how they are arranged takes on a special meaning. Poetry becomes a pattern of words which gives a visual image as well as a vibratory sound. Repetition and rhythm are expressed not only by the sound of the words but by the look of the words on the page, by the length of the lines and the spaces between the lines. For instance, in this very short poem, an intuition is conveyed which would take many words to express in prose.
Listen
To the deep abiding joy
Reverberating at the Heart of the Universe
It is the Voice of every atom of creation
Singing: "I AM"
To the deep abiding joy
Reverberating at the Heart of the Universe
It is the Voice of every atom of creation
Singing: "I AM"
In
this very early poem, which I wrote, the form is meant to convey a kind
of closed spiral. It flows from the point of the experience of the
burning ground which every disciple experiences, down through the
mystical joy of the release of all which hinders the merging of
personality and soul, through the occult or mental understanding of
what the process has entailed, to the final line which encloses the
realization of fusion.
THE BURNING GROUND
Sing Holy Fire
Sing in my bones
Sing in my blood
I dance with you
Rising and turning
There is no painful burning here
There is only the letting go
Of all that is not me
And the joyous fusing together
Of all that I am
It is interesting that in the process of writing poetry, the writer
probably benefits as much or even more than the reader. First, the
writer benefits from the effort of contacting the intuition, holding
the mind still to receive the vibratory impulse of the impression, and
then struggling to find just the right word and pattern which can
contain this vibration. Second, the writer benefits just as the reader
does by contemplating the beauty of the images conveyed and striving to
blend together the above and below of meaning and form.
Gay Witherington is a long time student of the Ageless Wisdom. She came late to the Lucile Cedercrans teachings - being introduced to them after having spent over 20 years studying with the Arcane School. Her special interests are promoting Wisdom teachings through both the ageless wisdom and modern psychology, participating in the work of the Ashram of Synthesis, and working with earth energies through meditation and crystal grids.
Gay Witherington is a long time student of the Ageless Wisdom. She came late to the Lucile Cedercrans teachings - being introduced to them after having spent over 20 years studying with the Arcane School. Her special interests are promoting Wisdom teachings through both the ageless wisdom and modern psychology, participating in the work of the Ashram of Synthesis, and working with earth energies through meditation and crystal grids.
WINGED ANGEL
By Tomi Ward
like the breeze moving ever so softly, making branches sway.
The sound of rustling leaves, like gentle kisses and each leaf,
a soul who has been touched by your passing by,
infinitely moved by your wisdom.
A part of the universe, as important as the sun, the moon,
as day and night, your road map, the stars against the horizon
where the earth unites with the heavens.
A teacher who descended from Goth.
You are the Lady of the Mist, my dear one.
BURNING COAL
by Chris Moneypenny
as though through some iron rack;
time will soon kick back.
From a blaze once whole
our history in time
has brought us to be a
Burning Coal.
Burning Coal,
your bare ember impulse yet
beats pre-inhabitant
like the synapse beyond the heart of the soul,
and is of a mass pneumatic,
a fiery form in ashen roundness.
a remnant of spiked wood,
the remnant of what in us still burns.
Burnt out hope for soul,
in you spent,
in our passion spending its last rent,
I am foreshown rememberings of the future.
That we of a time, contracting now,
are destined to birth something together
of these splintering skins
and will fulfill the plan
one soon day as epochs go.
Things will ignite once more,
wells spill forth again,
foundations and their pillars will be reformed.
Of this duty, volitioned, we will not rest
until the passing of the last glow,
the raising of the last soul,
the undercoming of the final test…
Until midnight skies house us.
EMERALD WATER
By Tomi Ward
By Tomi Ward
Emerald water with white waves breaking onto a carpet of cream colored
beaches. In the distance I see the sail of a boat shrouded in burgundy,
yellow and red. The ocean breeze embraces my body as though I have
always been a part of this majestic scene. The sand is peppered with
people at play. The songs of the gulls ring out as they soar toward
billowing clouds high up into the blue skies and below, the sea grass
sways methodically back and forth.As I gaze down into crystal clear water I watch in fascination the daily routine of the life that goes on beneath the sea. There is the beauty of the manta rays swimming gracefully, their bodies moving effortlessly, like black velvety feathers until finally they are out of sight. The occasional fin of a dolphin rising up and then disappearing into the depths of the water, leaving behind the feeling of complacency. There are schools of silvery skinned fish; and, as the moon settles over the water, the dance of the crabs along the shoreline begins.
Close your eyes and listen to the symphony of the waves, “Shhhh,” they whisper “Let go of all of your troublesome karma and become one with the pure energy that surrounds you.” And, on the second day God created the water and all was good. But do not disrespect the enormity of the sea or the heavens, for once angered the angels of high and the angels of the deep can open up their wrath with such severity that they will swallow up with mighty destruction all that has offended, and, only when the tide goes out and buries the affliction will the waters once again return to calm.
If I had the wisdom to set my pen to describe how I feel, my words would paint a picture in your mind and it would surely be a masterpiece for you too could experience the miracle, and feel the magnitude of the creation of the sea.
PHOTOGRAPHY
The IFGT's posts original photography. If you would like to submit a photo for consideration, please contact us at:
info@ifgt.org.
(
The word Photo
should be in the subject line). Authors retain copyright.
Hawaiian Waterfalls by Matthew Miller
Colorful ferns by Susan Merchant
Moss Covered Tree by Maryann Miller
Sunset by Jim Casteel
MOVIES
We are putting together a listing of Esoteric Themed Movies. Help
us compile our list by submitting your favorites to:
info@ifgt.org. (
The word
Movies
should be in the subject line.)