Saturday, March 2, 2019

Nuit's Poem--the Night is Over, She Says


Nuit has a message for us...


The poem, or prose, perhaps, below is an actual transmission this author (Jude Chi) received from spirit. Though I cannot recall the precise date, it'd have been around August, 2018, or perhaps within two months either way of that. It was originally written to my Facebook page, and I saved it to one day share it here. Looking back at its content now seems eerie on a subtle level, because it was delivered as a very specific message, and now it is peculiar to see that it appears it was spoken by both Nuit and "other." It is wonderful of an experience to occasionally receive such transmissions, such treasures, from spirit; a true honor. 

For those unfamiliar with Nuit (also, Nut, Nu, Nuith) in Egyptian/Thelema mythology, she is the deity who symbolically represents the potentiality for all that is--the unlimited nothingness, as it were. That's a whole lot of potentiality, from which everything material and everything non material in our multiverse was born, and always will be. If she were alone, nothing would happen. It is the interactions between her and Hadit, (Had), which cause potentiality to manifest results. Had is the male and active principle, while Nuit is the feminine and passive one; together they are creation.



The poem was delivered in its entirety but for the last three lines. At the time I was very new to Thelema, and felt ill equipt to complete it, but was given the feeling it needed more. I consulted my friend, Mark. The two of us juggled words until it seemed right.


Deus ex Machina, the Night is Over 

by Spirit; and completed by Jude C. and Mark G.

Put your ear to the ground of the universe.
Take time out from goings on from time to time.
Put the cell down and lend an ear.
Sweet songs will be whispered to you.

Alone, even though we are united in many ways as one.
Helpless.
Too passive or pacific.
It's all we can do sometimes.

She says no, just believe, because belief is an energy that incites Had.

We have power, but we feel powerless, we have been disempowered. She says that time will come, because those energies we did not work with, did accumulate. They took on a life of their own, that one day will come and pretty much do the work for us, that we chose not to do.

She doesn't say it in a way as if accusing, but more, this is a lesson, this age is a lesson, for us to know to not let this happen again. Maybe it will though, because some lessons do need repeating. And this has happened many times before.

Why do people let their power be taken away? She asks in her delightfully joyous tone. She smiles as if she knows the question both has an answer, and has none.

Upon conclusion of the conversation (I saw), the sun rose [sic] as Horus.

On the horizon we can see that the long and dark night of sleep has finally ended; Hadit and Nuit have become as one.

The age where the child steps up and takes the place of the parent, The Aeon of Horus, has arrived.

The Crowned and Conquering Child is soon to be where he belongs.

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