Talk about a surprise. Before sleep I began a meditation with Mark, asking for L’Anna and a few others to join me (like Monde, and Mark added a couple planets) about getting a job. Fell asleep before it was over. Woke up at 6:25am and decided to continue, but got up a bit to wake myself up, got iced water and put on full spectrum light, and finally sat down in my recliner, put on eyemask and began from where I recalled leaving off.
I was riding a motorcycle down a long curving highway, seemingly alone on the road, and this had gone on for some unreasonable amount of time, which made me realize I needed to “allow” and I would probably more promptly show up at some destination. So I did that, and then I saw ahead of me that a lot of other motorcycles and cars of various types were going to this one building. It was tall and kind of cylindrical, but what seemed a top floor was larger.
I went in, and it seemed most people were going upward. I decided to take the stairs, but after a single story decided to shift to the elevator instead. At the top floor the door opened, and it was clearly some kind of formal party. People in clothing that looked like the nicest color velvet dresses and men in tuxedos and orchestra music and then I noticed waiters wandering through the crowd with trays. I hastily imagined myself as-4th and in an appropriate attire and hair/makeup to fit in, and then I entered the room in time to intercept one of the waiters with a tray.
Excuse me, I said to him, but I have forgotten which event I am attending. Can you remind me?
He looks at me like I’ve lost my mind, but says, “The Ball of the King, madam.”
I’m suddenly astounded. This is NOT the meditation I was planning! What the heck?! But — well I guess it would have to be —
The King of Swords? I ask politely, hoping it’s not something like King Henry or something and I sound even more nuts.
Of course, madam, he says, bowing slightly, and I smile at him and he continues on his way.
Well, I’m here, I figure, so apparently this is the meditation now and I need to just go with it.
I realize a man is heading toward me, then I realize this must be the King, the way everyone is acting as he passes, and he smiles and holds out his hands and says, “Dance with me.”
I asked my Alexa to play me Blue Danube — a waltz, the only one I likely have in my music collection and know of (and my favorite) — and I just give myself to the dance with him.
Eventually, I am seriously into this, really getting with the experience and the sense of all the people around us also dancing and various things we were doing in the dance. Then I sensed the Four had joined me more formally, and that HIS Four had joined HIM more formally, so we were matched — rather like we were with the disks royalty — and the 8 of us as 2 danced with great joy.
At one point near the end, I beamed up at him — as I’d been smiling so wide (in real life) through most of this — and thanked him and all of them for their glory and the honor of becoming aware of them and interacting with them, and told them I delight in their energy through me.
I realized that this was a “formal closing” of the “focus” I had with the King — very formally — and that I was to move on and do the final Ace of Swords meditation now.
Eventually the dance ended, and we bowed and curtsy’d at the same time, and then he/they moved off back into the crowd.
I turned and walked toward the elevator. A couple of men approached me on the way and I smiled but waved them on, thinking to myself that no dance could possibly top that one. In the elevator, I shifted back to the clothes I had been wearing — jeans and a jacket — and we went out and got on the motorcycle again, but 3rd insisted on being dominant as driver. After a bit of ride on the long curving road, I asked if we could wrap the experience, and he pulled off to a stop and we got off and I shifted from standing by the road to standing in Mark’s room with him.
Well, I guess I still need to do the work meditation with L’Anna.
I’m trying to recall whether I have ever set off to do one meditation and ended up in something wildly different before. I remember IG4 “forcing” my meeting of some aeons, and implying she would not stop doing this despite my resistance because there was some kind of time factor that mattered. I remember my meditation on the Knight of Disks, which was clearly a meditation belonging to Wands, which I still find confusing eight years later. But I don’t think I ever asked for a meditation and then it turned out to be something radically different. Though I confess I did fall asleep in the med and resume the next morning so either my intention was not so clear, or it was simply time for some finale with the King and the Four.
I forgot to mention that I did the full Aeon round with the pattern of the King last night before sleep — I was going to do a couple but Mark said to do them all. So maybe that is what made it time for closure. Not that I ever had anything like this with the prior tarot suits so go figure.
That was a lovely dance, though. A lovely ball. I feel like a princess that went to one, just a little.
I am so grateful to the Swords Royal for the meditations and the changes in the universe of me.
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