| They say that completing Kabbalah is equivalent to ten years of therapy, but I think it’s more. Plus, calling Kabbalah ten years of therapy likens the two experiences, when really, they couldn’t be more different.
For one, the Universal Hermetic Ray Kabbalah is a year-long program, with a total of seven days of in-person training required over the year, along with study groups for each of the Sephiroth, which form aspects of the Tree of Life.
The year is dedicated to studying, understanding, and ultimately knowing God – the mind of God is expressed through the Tree of Life, and this is what we immerse ourselves in as we undergo the Kabbalah ascension process. But my mind, and my words, could never describe the sacred process or the utter magick that Kabbalah is to me.
Kabbalah brings a deep reckoning with the self, in all its iterations. With the humility to step away from one’s ego, patterning, emotions, fears, and doubts, we become worthy to meet God – in particular, the one that lies in each one of us.
Through a year of shedding old patterns like the skin of a serpent, you let go of enough noise from the physical world to immerse yourself in the sacred energy that only an experience with the Divine can bring.
Kabbalah is pure magick.
Any words I write today will fall short – for that is the nature of this path. It is experienced. You may have received a Life Activation, or taken Empower Thyself. You may have taken many more steps on the path.
They are all magick.
So, with the caveat that to truly understand the magick of Kabbalah, you must experience it, I will try to give words to an aspect of my journey. It is my wish that every single person on this planet can experience the sanctity, peace, harmony, safety, and hope that this process can bring.
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This past weekend was the culmination of an admittedly difficult year of life – pick your poison, we all have difficult years – and mine was marked by a couple of prominent obstacles that served as great opportunities for growth during this journey. But last Friday, at the close of this tricky year of life, which I will mark forever in my mind not by the Gregorian calendar, but by the start and end of the Kabbalah ascension journey, I walked into the classroom (Temple) and saw a small picture of Jesus on the table, with his arms open, welcoming me out of my dusty, old life and into Supernal Light.
Immediately, the tears came. The relief came from the depth of being held, supported more deeply than I ever knew possible – and not by any living human, but by the Tree itself, the fabric that weaves through all of creation. But that was only the beginning.
In the Light of Kabbalah 4, simple rituals that I had done every day for the last year suddenly felt hugely profound.
Every exercise we did brought greater opportunity for release, but the tears weren’t the kind that feel angry or sad. They came from a deeper place, of awe and understanding, of knowing that the way forward was by letting go – by sacrifice.
The root of sacrifice is to make something sacred. I knew this before, but I understand it now. Sacrifice is letting go of the good for the great, allowing old versions of yourself to die to create fertile ground for a delicate white root to burrow into the earth, fortify and anchor into physicality, and with time, cultivation, and Love, bear its own fruit.
So with God by my side, I let go, in trust, of everything I could see was holding me back from expressing my own divinity.
Every fear I had uncovered over the past year.
Every doubt I had about my ability to deliver on the dreams that God placed within me.
Every limiting belief that I had built my life around.
I emptied myself of everything that I thought I knew, in honour of welcoming light of a higher order.
Kabbalah delivered. I don’t have the physical fruits to show you yet, but the roots are there. I can feel them, wiggling their way deep into my Foundation before sprouting their first buds in the physical world.
And my goodness, I have the Joy.
I feel free.
My classmates do, too.
I can see it in their faces.
They carry themselves with more Grace. Their energy is more distinguished. They look clear and purpose-filled. They are transformed. |
