Helping Friendly Corner : Ode to the Muse

 
 
 
 
 

Ode to the Muse

"I begin to sing of Pallas Athena, the glorious goddess, bright-eyed, inventive, unbending of heart, pure virgin, saviour of cities, courageous, Tritogeneia. From his awful head wise Zeus himself bare her arrayed in warlike arms of flashing gold, and awe seized all the gods as they gazed. But Athena sprang quickly from the immortal head and stood before Zeus who holds the aegis, shaking a sharp spear: great Olympos began to reel horribly at the might of the grey-eyed goddess, and earth round about cried fearfully, and the sea was moved and tossed with dark waves, while foam burst forth suddenly: the bright Son of Hyperion [Helios the Sun] stopped his swift-footed horses a long while, until the maiden Pallas Athena had stripped the heavenly armour from her immortal shoulders. And wise Zeus was glad. Hail to you, daughter of Zeus who holds the aegis!"

- Homeric Hymn 39 to Pallas Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and Illumination

 
Michael Maier, Birth of Pallas from Zeus' head. In the background, Venus and Apollo. 1618 Engraving from 'Atalanta Fugiens'

Michael Maier, Birth of Pallas from Zeus' head. In the background, Venus and Apollo. 1618 Engraving from 'Atalanta Fugiens'

 

“The word mystery refers not only to something hidden from us, for us to try and discover, but also to the sacred allegorical dramas of the mystery schools wherein each drama or play - each containing profound wisdom or truth - is known as a mystery. The purpose of these is to initiate people, leading them step-by-step, degree by degree, past veil after veil, into an ever-increasing illumined and practical knowledge of truth.”

- Peter Dawkins

 
The First Two Pages of the 1623 Shakespeare First Folio

The First Two Pages of the 1623 Shakespeare First Folio

 

“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”

- Hamlet

 
Title Page of Joachim Frizius’s Summum Bonum, 1629

Title Page of Joachim Frizius’s Summum Bonum, 1629

The Rose Feeds the Bees Honey

This image of the Rosa Mundi, or Rota Mundi, is the solar wheel of Apollo, the Lord of movement, of the ever passing/present moment. It is the Solar Citadel, the abode of the Heart, the symbolic center of the Supreme Center which is everywhere centered at once. It is a door through which this invisible place may be accessed by one with a pure heart and an unblemished soul. If one gains access to the center of the rose, it speaks the "lost word" of Masonic lore, the Master Word which throws open the lodge doors of every sacred society.

In DAT ROSA MEL APIBUS the Solar Rose represents the labyrinth, the path and pilgrimage of a particular lifetime. The journey into the center can be thorny, but the destination is sweet, like honey to the bee. The pitfalls of the journey are symbolized by the transformative spider and her webs. In the engraving upon which this painting was based, the spider is absent: Love has conquered Death. The term arachnid comes from Arachne, the Greek maiden who was transformed into a spider after losing a weaving contest to the goddess Athena. The spider’s spiral webs show us the dangers on the road to Love, trick snares set to bind and trap, and ultimately victimize the inattentive wayfarer. On the surface, one may reasonably confuse the labyrinth of the rose for that of the web. This requires an inward looking, intuitive approach like that of the bee seeking to pollinate the receptive flower. If the bee successfully reaps the rewards of this lovemaking, the honey will enrich and nourish the entire community of the hive.

However, as the symbolism found in DAT ROSA MEL APIBUS shows, while this path may work for bees…

“A devout man in deep contemplation, with his head reclined on the bosom of meditation, was immersed in the ocean of vision. When he recovered from that state, one of his companions, by way of pleasantry, said, "What miraculous present have you brought us from this garden which you have been visiting?" He answered, "It was my intention, that, when I reached the rose-bush, I would fill my lap with flowers, for presents for my friends, but when I came to the spot, the odor so overpowered my senses, that my skirt dropped out of my hands."

-Saadi (The Gulistan or Rose Garden trans. by Francis Gladwin for Willard Small, Boston, 1884.)

 
 
Saint George and the Dragon, tempera, gold leaf, and ink on parchment by the Master of Sir John Fastolf, c. 1430–40; in the J. Paul Getty Museum, Los Angeles.

Saint George and the Dragon, tempera, gold leaf, and ink on parchment by the Master of Sir John Fastolf, c. 1430–40; in the J. Paul Getty Museum, Los Angeles.

 

Happy St. George’s Day.

 

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