Last day of the year...

I feel that it is time to write another installment in this little adventure...

Today is actually the 30th in Haiti, though the last day of the year in my home town in Australia, as such it felt like the last opportunity to write for the year. Tomorrow I shall be working and following that I shall quite likely go to the Bee club to enjoy my second New Years eve in Haiti, my third in total including the 2008-2009 New Years. The first time I was here I slept from eight in the evening through to the next morning and so there was not any event for me, other than a dream which yielded true.

Last year I discovered that on New Years eve, at least that year at the Bee club, there seemed to be the usual build up to the timely change of year. It was strange however, that even though early in the evening we had all lit candles on our tables there was no count down to the change over. The midnight exchange never occurred other than as a passing moment like any other. We shall learn if the same happens again in two days time.
Life has been moving along here, and whilst I am experiencing a new level of contact, it almost feels though the year has passed me by whilst I slept. The New Year promises much, of which will be interesting. For those who are so inclined it is time now to clean everything. To enter the next phase, which has been upon us since the dawn of December, it would be best done clean. Any filth remaining from this year shall prove to be a stubborn stain to rid oneself of  after first light on the first of January. That is simply the way it is....

Here in Haiti I have spent much of the last month in one room. I did venture out to the peristyle in Cyvadier for the 22nd and 23rd of December o aid with the events of service on those nights. The following Sunday I returned to the peristyle to make a new Asson for myself with the aid of my Papa. The new Asson is filled with the new current venturing upon us in this new time. There are those who have spoken of a change of Aeon and so forth already here, though this is a "minor" shift entering now with 2012, which shall have fantastic results.

It is my firm belief that it is well time for change, and that change must occur in the hearts and souls of each individual as he or she may see fit. Remember however, that the shift in you shall directly affect those around you, and particularly those who you love. In turn, their shift shall affect you. Be prepared for the change, for in those who will it so this shall be dramatic, for some a dark night of the soul may even ensue. For me, this has already been in practice for some time now. I am eagerly awaiting the events in the next few days as I stretch my wings and work toward a higher goal. My faith in the change about to occur is so emboldened that I have much to do. I have been working toward this for some time now, and there are those who have fallen as a result. They each have the chance to pick themselves up and it is interesting to watch who has done just, who is in the process of doing so and who shall be left behind. This is an important step in my work and shall yield most definite results.

Life is not the same for all, even though we travel the same road. For some of us, the very nature of our calling can lead to a lonely path. This may be rectified with other "friends" who travel with us. It is true however that there is nothing as comforting as a genuine physical hug, that is the nature of being physical.

As I regard the cleanliness of the white room surrounding me I am thankful to my wife to be for the efforts in cleaning this morning. Certain events of the previous night have landed me in bed for the day, left to contemplate much. Indeed it was determined that until now the laptop would even be out of my jurisdiction. This enabled ample time for my mind to wander and for me to gaze upon the thought patterns and directions of flow in my ether at this point in time. This is an interesting exercise at any given moment, though with the current surrounding circumstances and energies leaving and gaining on us this is ever more an important exercise. I am now at peace, through the turmoil of inevitability, which is illusory as much as it is real.

The smell of barbeque chicken wafts into my room from the sales point next door. I name it this as it is merely a space between buildings fenced with a gate at the front. There is no roof other than a small verandah for one section where the fridge is situated. The image of it a reminder of the geographical location of my life. In most other countries it would be a shop, though here it is what it is. An amazing quality of the people in Haiti is their ability to work with what they have. Here there is no other way. If one were to wait for the niceties of the capitalist wealth we are accustomed to in Australia nothing would occur here and it would fall backward into an abandonment of society.

I am at once in pain and fully satisfied with where things lay. All I need to do is arrange the pieces into a more beautiful pattern. This is absurd of course, as everything is beautiful as it naturally lies, however there are certain pragmatic dogmas which enable us to trick ourselves into thinking that we know best. This is also true however as beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder. There are art that one individual may find solace in whilst others are repelled by the same imagery device. The sun shall be refurbished and new on the first and it shall remain the same equally. This is the way of being. Everything here is a perception, without that we would not have difference.

I am charged with certain authority and pose for the events of the next two days, as we prepare the energies to land in the most befitting fashion. To channel these points of reality into our own shall take care and precision. It was the Lwa who first handed me one of the tasks with which I shall help the shaping of the New Year, and it was Papa who handed me the other. I knew intrinsically what it was for me to do and the words coming from my Papa simply added the physical element to what shall occur.

There are certain things afoot which can neither be avoided or disappointed. It is my duty to enter the new stage with enthusiasm and a sense of duty. This duty is to myself first and foremost. There are certain accomplishments to be had which must be undertaken and overturned as the case may be... Certain choices must be made and so the time before the New Year is that time of choosing. There are some things which circumstance shall reveal in time, though where the choice is freely available now I shall perform the task and continue on.

It was a strange scenario last night, where both my SELF and spirit set in motion a chain of events that shall lead to somewhere in fluid concentration. My life is about to turn around and so too with it are the stars. Lucifer rising... This is a much misunderstood concept and only after study of the Luciferian tradition shall one understand. This is not the Lucifer sold to you by the church, though another chap entirely. If the press were to speak of the attributes of one of your friends and you saw it on the NEWS, would it be accurate?

Here as a Vodouisant there is no conflict between the Luciferian tradition and the Lwa, or for that matter with Bondye herself. It must also be said that many Vodouisant travel to church and abide the rulings of Jesus as perscribed by the church and still serve the Lwa without conflict. Vodou is an ancestor tradition and as such available to anyone who has ancestors; which of course is everybody on the face of mother Earth.

Life is ever changing, whether we are aware of it or not. Styles change, hair, bodies, friends, the Prime Minister. Everything changes given time and it is for each individual to find their foot holding. This is precisely the point I am at. I threw the changes in my life into overdrive by moving to Haiti, a culture so far removed from the one I grew into in Australia, and yet the same. As coached by my grandfather, I. V. H. Reavley, it does not matter the colour of ones skin, the religion to which they subscribe, or the country from which they originate, people are fundamentally the same. It is true however that given a long period of time in one culture leads to certain conditioning that may be best to adjust to suit ones newer surrounding environment.

There are certain aspects of myself which have remained far too flexible since my arrival in Haiti, whilst there are other attributes which perhaps need to be further flexible. I am at the point of watching which objects of mind need to be positioned in which applications. Change is something that rises fear in many, whether they would admit to it or not. It is however a law of life and as such needs to be considered as timely.

This report is more of a lesson in headspace of one individual whilst traveling into further quantities of space rather than a certain directive on how to exist in Haiti. As such, there are topics of thought which may not come easily to every reader. If one can see the art in this piece and understand the conditioning of such then it would be easier to gain from it,whether planning to travel to Haiti or any place on Earth or space.

I do watch the interaction of the Lwa and my own mind in certain fascination, as I am in a position where there will be those who are foreign to this country who will wish to understand and without my observance I shall not be of any help to them. Travel is not only an outer experience, and may be done whilst sitting in one room. The geographical displacement of the physical being adds to this in some fashion however, as many of the stimuli is differed from ones "natural" state of being.

As I have mentioned there was an incident last night where whilst I instigated it on the conscious level, it seemed to be carried out in a differing state, and I can not honestly remember the entire proceeding. Usually, in Haiti my experience is that if I loose time Lwa have mounted me and I was not present for what transpired. Last night did seem however, to be different, whilst maintaining some similarities. There were two Lwa in my head for the majority of the afternoon and the evening prior to the actuality of what happened. However, it were more so after the incident that the Lwa seemed to return to running through my mind space. It must be considered then that another spirit or perhaps a part of myself was responsible to the carrying out of the action. There may be then, some learning from ones own conscious how to manipulate a circumstance in teh way that the Lwa seem to. When the Lwa mount there is no memory of the actions carried out by that Lwa whilst it takes hold of the body. In Vodou, we say that the spirit of the individual is displaced and replaced by the Lwa. Once the Lwa has finished their work they leave the body and the individual returns. I certainly have experienced this on many occasions.

So where does this experience leave me? The answer is not so simple and yet here is one: This was a portion of a greater work, the entirety of which I am yet to be made aware, though I am well aware of the direction. This is part of something that will propel me forward and along with me shall come those who wish to do so. The action is incomplete and still in motion. One cannot give a report on an experiment whilst the reflux is still in motion or the liquid is currently being distilled. We can only give a glimpse into what is currently occurring and then fill in the report after the fact. This is the point where my writing is. I have no option other than to leave it there, and await certain results.