Seven Glands for Seven Spirits — Part 1: The Pineal for the Spirit of Love

Life flows from above, down, inside, out, like this cool, clear mountain stream.

There have been so many visits to my last post, Musical Hormone Chemistry, that I am moved to expand the consideration a bit and look deeper into the essences behind hormonal activity.  I want to dwell for the length of several posts on the spiritual vibrations that generate the essences of hormones along with their functions in the body temple.  These next seven posts will be in large part inspired writing.  Let’s see where the inspiration leads, starting with the known and opening to what is yet unknown waiting to be known and experienced.

We know there are seven ductless endocrine glands in the body that produce and secrete a plethora of hormonal crystals.  We also know that these crystals of hormones move tissue cells and organic physiology in an harmonious collaboration carrying out the various functional activities in our temples of flesh, sinew, blood and bone.  The result is a symphony of life performed in a body that is fit for a God Being to incarnate from out of the Realms of Light and into the dark, wet world of protoplasm.  How this happens is a miracle best allowed to remain a sacred mystery.  (The mind doesn’t need to know everything.)

THE TRUTH OF LIFE IS ONENESS

We also know that life is one infinite and eternal Essence shared by all living forms.  One breath of shared air ebbing and flowing through gills, lungs and whatever other faculties the myriad types of creatures on the planet have been endowed with by the Creator to breathe the breath of life.  We are drawn together under this one common denominator: we breathe the same breath of life.  What is it that draws us together so?  “Is it love?” John Denver sings.  Love, the irresistible, compelling, magnetic Force that draws all Creation together to breathe as one cohesive whole.  The truth of life is oneness.  Yes, it is love, John. 

A poem came through my heart and pen back when I was writing Sacred Anatomya meditative journey through the body temple.  Sharing it now may open portals of awareness to what’s unknown. It’s titled “The Seven Spirits of Love.”  I will take one verse at a time and see what more is revealed.

THE SEVEN SPIRITS OF LOVE

I am the spirit of love.

I draw my world together as a playing field for my creativity.

I and my  world are one.  

I seed and father the life of my world.

Seeding is a garden activity.  A gardener sows seeds to grow life forms—plants, flowers, fruit—in fertile soil.  So does Love seed the field of consciousness that brings forth living forms, each in its own season.  This Sower is a Musician and the seed sown by Love is a vibration, a Tone that sets in motion a myriad of overtones and harmonics that reverberate throughout the hallowed chambers of the temple. It all starts at the highest level in the inner sanctum where a seat has been set for the Gardener to sit upon and tend his garden.

THE PINEAL BODY 

The Pineal Body

In our body temples, that seat is the throne of the Pineal Body.  From this throne, the Master Gardener sows one seed that will bring forth life as a symphony of light and sound in the temple.  That seed is the Word of life sent forth as a Tone laying the spiritual and physical foundations of our earthen temple from the beginning, using but two half-cells, a female ovum and a male sperm–two in agreement with love–to initiate the creative process that will bring forth a child from the womb in nine months . . . and the Word is thus made flesh.

How did we get from the Pineal Body in the center of the cranium all the way down  into the generative juices of the Gonads in the pelvis?   Well, the Tone of love sounds loud and clear all the way from top to bottom, from beginning to new beginning—there’s no end with eternal life—and it’s all about rhythm and harmonic overtones and undertones.  It’s also about melody and phrasing, songs within songs and cycles within cycles.  Ezekiel saw it as “wheels within wheels” in his vision of the Creative Process.

CIRCADIAN RHYTHMS

Rhythm.  Circadian rhythms are a pineal function directed by way of the hormone known as Melatonin, made from converted Seratonin in this mysterious gland positioned within the inner sanctum of the temple between the two winglike lobes of the cerebellum.  These lobes are reminiscent of the two angels atop the Biblical Ark of the Covenant with wings outstretched and hovering over the “mercy seat” situated between them at the exact point where their eyes meet as they gaze eternally into one another’s eyes.  Ever do that with another incarnate angel?  Look into his/her eyes for a while? Not just a glance, but a peer. It’s pure light as of a fire burning on a double-edged sword that burns and soothes at the same time, hot at its outer edges but cool blue at its central flame with the distinct qualities of compassion and mercy.  Mercy and compassion are predominant qualities of the Spirit of Love seated within the Pineal Body.

We’re talking about rhythm and yet find ourselves talking about eyes and fire and wings hovering over the inner sanctum where a throne is set in the heaven of this body temple for the Spirit of Love to sit and direct the symphony of life.  The rhythm of cycles—the sleep and waking cycle, the appetite cycle, the digestive and elimination cycles, the breathing cycle, the heart-beat cycle, the menstrual cycle.  Cycles within cycles timed to blend with overlapping precision and impeccable accuracy.

Circadian rhyhms (from the Latin circa, around or about, and diem, day) set our daily cycles in motion from the time we go to sleep to the time we awake and coordinate and synchronize our biological clock with the rhythm of the Earth’s rotation around the Sun.  Night follows day and day night.  As in Genesis, evening and morning comprise the duration of a day.

But we’re not the only living beings with pineal glands.  Whales have large pineal glands to help them navigate the deep oceans of the Earth and adjust to the conditions of the environment. Those that live close to the equator have smaller pineals than those who live closer to the two poles where climate conditions are colder and more challenging.  All vertebrate animals have pineal glands to keep them in sync with the daily and seasonal cycles constantly on the move around and about the planet.  All life forms, for that matter, have ways of knowing the rhythm of cycles and the “ordinances of heaven” and how to “set the dominion thereof in the earth,” to borrow a line from the Book of Job.  Consider only the migrating ducks and geese and the tiny humming bird.

Speaking of seasons and cycles, consider this:

 God’s accuracy may be observed in the hatching of eggs:

For example: the eggs of the potato bug hatch in 7 days; those of the canary in 14 days; those of the barnyard hen in 21 days. The eggs of ducks and geese hatch in 28 days; those of the mallard in 35 days. The eggs of the parrot and the ostrich hatch in 42 days.(Notice, they are all divisible by seven, the number of days in a week and of colors in the rainbow!)

God’s wisdom is seen in the making of an elephant. The four legs of this great beast all bend forward in the same direction. No other quadruped is so made. God planned that this animal would have a huge body, too large to live on two legs. For this reason He gave it four fulcrums so that it can rise from the ground easily.

The horse rises from the ground on its two front legs first. A cow rises from the ground with its two hind legs first. How wise the Lord is in all His works of creation!

God’s wisdom is revealed in His arrangement of sections and segments, as well as in the number of grains. Each watermelon has an even number of stripes on the rind. Each orange has an even number of segments. Each ear of corn has an even number of rows. Each stalk of wheat has an even number of grains.

Every bunch of bananas has on its lowest row an even number of bananas, and each row decreases by one, so that one row has an even number and the next row an odd number.

The waves of the sea roll in on shore twenty-six to the minute in all kinds of weather.

All grains are found in even numbers on the stalks, and the Lord specified thirty fold, sixty fold, and a hundred fold all even numbers.

God has caused the flowers to blossom at certain specified times during the day. Linnaeus, the great botanist, once said that if he had a conservatory containing the right kind of soil, moisture and temperature, he could tell the time of day or night by the flowers that were open and those that were closed!

The lives of each of you may be ordered by the Lord in a beautiful way for His glory, if you will only entrust Him with your life. If you try to regulate your own life, it will only be a mess and a failure. Only the One Who made the brain and the heart can successfully guide them to a profitable end.

Love has a way of keeping its creative playing field together in a breathing mass of oneness.  All things are connected.  It’s just the nature of the Spirit of Love. 

YET UNKNOWN ALCHEMY

Much has been written about the Pineal Body, or gland, and its relationship to the “Third Eye,” having vestigial retinal tissue as part of its physical makeup. We know little about the potential of its chemistry in expanding consciousness to peer into and perhaps even visit other dimensions and higher levels of being.  There is an alchemy that would release untold powers of transmutation at this seventh level of being in the body temple.  “Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard . . . .”  Speculations abound in books and on websites.  But they are only imaginings of the mind.  As I said earlier, the mind doesn’t need to know everything. The heart, on the other hand, understands the essences of the world of spirit.  Purified by utter love of God, the heart sees and understands God.  It is in the purified heart where the mystery of God is finished on Earth and the Pineal Body is renewed to work its magic of transmutation.  That day is come as we enter the new era of a Golden Age. 

We speak of our bodies as temples.  But I see the entire planet Earth as a Cathedral where God is present, with Man, male and female together, providing the tabernacle for God’s presence on Earth. This will be the theme of my next post when we will consider the Pituitary gland, along with the second verse of my poem and the Spirit of the Womb. Until then. . . 

Here’s to your health and healing!

  Dr. Anthony Palombo

Visit my other blog, Healing Tones, for a wider consideration of the incredible world we inhabit. The theme is “In Search of the Holy Grail of Free Energy.” Speaking of alchemy, I also review Hugh Malafry’s recent novel, The Light at Lindisfarne which I know you will thoroughly enjoy.

Credits: Pineal Body graphic by artist David Stefaniak

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Miracle in the Gulf of Mexico!

“Where has all the Gulf oil gone?”

I love it when Mother Nature shows us that she knows how to deal with eruptions from her bowels, as this news headline celebrates. 

“Where is all the oil? Nearly two weeks after BP finally capped the biggest oil spill in U.S. history, the oil slicks that once spread across thousands of miles of the Gulf of Mexico have largely disappeared. Nor has much oil washed up on the sandy beaches and marshes along the Louisiana coast. And the small cleanup army in the Gulf has only managed to skim up a tiny fraction of the millions of gallons of oil spilled in the 100 days since the Deepwater Horizon rig went up in flames.”

“Perhaps the most important cause of the oil’s disappearance, some researchers suspect, is that the oil has been devoured by microbes. The lesson from past spills is that the lion’s share of the cleanup work is done by nature in the form of oil-eating bacteria and fungi. The microbes break down the hydrocarbons in oil to use as fuel to grow and reproduce. A bit of oil in the water is like a feeding frenzy, causing microbial populations to grow exponentially.”

Read more details at:        http://news.yahoo.com/s/ynews_excl/ynews_excl_sc3270

Comments:

These microbes have shown up in every oil spill since man has been able to detect them.  This wonderful planet has multiple ways to deal with everything that happens to it, just like our bodies.  I guest these things are the white blood cells of the planet.
 
Thanks for the link,
David
Our God is a mighty God and He made the earth to care for itself.  If only His people would heed His council.  We were just talking Tues night about this very thing. 
Thanks for sharing.
“T”
Dr. P.
Having worked for Exxon I’d heard of the microbes in relation to the Valdez spill. This is the first I’ve heard in relation to the GoM spill. Thanks for sending this reminder that God created our planet with the same self-healing properties He instilled in us. It’s encouraging. I will continue to pray for the people, animals, and their habitats, but now I will do so greatly encouraged.
Louise

Era of Peace

 
     
     Reading the pulse of public forums like Facebook, there appears to be a rising divisive wave of hatred globally. President Obama is a convenient target because he represents government, and people are frustrated with government. He’s also offering solutions to age-old problems facing us all, individually and globally. Half the population like the solutions; half don’t. The fact is, any solutions to our problems only create more problems, as we are witnessing. Makes one wonder about the real meaning of “problems.” Perhaps they are simply lessons that need to remain until we change what caused them: our behavior. 
 
PURIFICATION  UNDERWAY
 
      The hate wave arising in the world gives evidence of a deep purification process underway of the collective unconscious. Just as clean water flowing into a dirty cistern pushes out the filthy water as it replaces it, so is the in-filling current of love in the heart of humanity from within pushing out the hate. Behind it is the cool, clear water of the truth of life, which is oneness born of love. Love is striking at the feet of the biblical “great image” in King Nebuchadnezzar’s dream, made of a mixture of iron and clay, I speak of in my book, Sacred Anatomy.” — the great imagination we have about government and its “promise” to solve our problems. Why? So that we might survive our not-so-promising harvest?   Here’s the excerpt from my book:  

      The dream itself was of a great image that was fashioned of various ores. His head was made of fine gold, his breast and his arms of silver, his belly and his thighs of brass, his legs of iron and his feet, interestingly enough, were made with a mixture of iron and clay. What likely troubled king Nebuchadnezzar so was what happened in his dream to this image when a stone, “cut out without hands,” smote the image upon its feet. The feet mixed with iron and clay crumbled and the whole image came tumbling down and all that the image was made of: the gold, ther silver –the brass and the iron mixed with clay–was blown away by the wind so that nothing was left of it anywhere.  But the stone becamne a great mountain which filled the whole earth[Babylon, as you may recall, is now Iraq, and Persia is Iran.]  

 The Feet represent understanding, and iron and clay are two substances that do not bond or fuse. The image we hold in consciousness of government, of our economy, of our way of life, is crumpling, and it is manifesting as a last-ditch effort on the part of the collective human ego to survive, or at least stave off, its inevitable demise. The story as I use and interpret it in my book is, as I said, remarkably pertinent to the times and very worth reading. It’s a bit of a read, but a most engaging and captivating one.

Daniel interpreted the dream as a prophetical outworking that would see the rise ad fall of several empires, including Nebuchadnezzar’s Babylonian empire, which Daniel said was represented by the head of gold. There would be other empires to come after the Babylonian empire, such as the Persian, the Grecian and Roman empires. All would rise and fall. The stone represented the kingdom of Daniel’s “God of heaven” which would be established during the reign of these kings and would remain to fill the whole earth after these other kingdoms had passed away. This, of course, related to the Nation of Israel which came up largely right under the noses of the rulers of these empires. .

This may also be seen as relating to any spiritual body of people who are drawn together by love to give collective presence of and expression to the Spirit of God. Such gatherings start out very small and, to the extent they are consistently true to their purpose in spirit, bring a powerful focus of spirit to bear in human consciousness that has the ability to bring about change in the collective body of humanity and in the natural world.

[If you want to read a fascinating story with a remarkable parallel to current events, click on this link:  Story of Daniel  Cut out without hands, an excerpt of Sacred Anatomy.]

The Spirit of Purification at work

This could be a gathering in virtual space, such as on Facebook.   Hate and love do not bond together in any forum.  Such a forum will eventually crumble if it doesn’t clarify so that only love – or hate – remains.  I note an effort on the part of many on Facebook to negate and obliterate the presence of those who bring the wave of hate to the forum.  This gives evidence of the natural working of the spirit of purification.  When something is being purified out to clarify any substance, it pubbles to the surface where it can easily be skimmed off and thrown out, the energy that gave it substance having been resorbed into the whole.   

Historically, when something is passing away it is being replaced by something else. In this case true divine ego, or identity, emerging in quiet waters through the hearts and consciousness of increasingly greater numbers, is replacing false human ego. The false ego wants a confrontation, because that’s what it knows and does best: fight for its “rights”. We are wise to take our leave of confrontational forums and rise to a higher level.  As Albert Einstein reminded us, problems are not solved at the same level as the problem but at levels above. There are those who have the following and voice to offer salve and wisdom into the pool of conflict. 

The wave comes, the collective unconscious is purified of all that hate and fear, and the wave collapses, but not without taking out vast numbers who are caught up in the confrontation. I’m reading in “Three Cups of Tea” of the horrors innocent women and children have suffered at the hands of the Taliban in Afghanistan . . . and the horrors of war continue. Take heart, for this too shall pass. Believe it or not, we have entered an Era of Peace. Peace is replacing war and those who war are simply resisting peace. Those who hate are resisting love.

Find attunement with Love

The coarser and destructive vibrations do not feel the influence of the finer vibrations. But they will be resolved by them into Oneness, simply by reason of the fact that the finer essences penetrate the coarser substance, but the coarser cannot rise to hurt or nullify the finer.  Attunement with love is the only thing left for us. How blessed we are to know that we have the freedom and awareness to find attunement with love and then let love radiate into the mix of mounting chaos and dissonance without concern for results, knowing that love renews that which it touches.

I rather suspect that those who conduct social programs such as Facebook gain some satisfaction from the warring factors and hate waves that arise in the participants. There’s a great deal of force in hate, albeit destructive. There’s no real power to be gained in it however. There is only one power on the move, and it’s love. Or is it rather that the power of love is misinterpreted as hate? What is love, then?  I have to keep revisiting this mystery myself . . . daily.

Peace be in your heart . . . and in your mind,

Anthony