The Rhythms of Life. And the Magick of Numbers.

 

The rhythms of life. And the magick of numbers.

Saint Augustine wrote, "The good Christian should beware of mathematicians, and all those who make empty prophecies. The danger already exists that the mathematicians have made a covenant with the devil to darken the spirit and to confine man in the bonds of Hell". (De Genesi ad Litteram, Book II, xviii, 37

Sir Isaac Newton, the inventor of calculus, but also an avid alchemist. The latter of which hidden by the turning of the head of science.

Of course numbers were, and still are, a form of magick. They can represent things in the physical world, be manipulated symbolically and the serve to manifest tremendous and significant change. Reveal hidden correspondences. Maybe science is just a slice of the old magic trying to claim its own significance by distancing itself from the rest.

The rhythms of life represented symbolically by numbers to be shuffled and laid out for a snapshot of synchronicity. To see the flow of the fluidity of reality in symbols that can be moved about on paper, or across the top of a table.

The rhythm of the Pips. 1 – the beginning, 2 – harmony, 3 – development, 4 – stagnant, 5 – step back, 6 – restart, 7 – problems, 8 – movement, 9 – fruition, 10 – completion.

The way the rise and fall of the patterns, relationships, and energies rise and fall.

The other day I was doing a tarot reading for someone and they asked before it began if I would draw the death card and if so, would they die? Some people are afraid of “the bad cards” like the tower.

As Mircea Ekiade once said, “We must die to one life to gain access to another…of where participation in the sacred becomes possible”. It is the “suspension of the belief system” of the ordinary reality that releases us into the next blossoming of the soul.

After a period of reading, I found that there are no good or bad cards. Simply transitions and events. From one to the next. In a circular, unending flow.

That flow happening in patters, like the backside of a tapestry. This is why calculus works. It is why you can lay cards on a table and capture a snapshot of the flow of life in the symbols of numbers.

The rhythms of life. And the magick of numbers.

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