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It must be continued through the full twelve,
after the victory has been won in the 10th, or Capricorn. This is the sign
traditionally known as the exaltation of Mars, where Mars
reveals its highest attributes, where the lowly symbol of the 8th
sign, the scorpion, is transformed into the Eagle, Vishnu’s own vahana,
or carrier. All of this is the subject of the Mother’s magnificent gift
to humanity, even as it is the subject of Savitri, the Avatar’s
epic for this new age. There the Book of Death is indeed the 8th,
while Death is conquered in the 10th. In between lies the 9th,
the sign of the Horse.
Our
zodiac starts with Aries, of fire quality. This very
first sign, Agni in the Veda, is ruled by Mars. Thus our own 12-month
yearly ‘journey’ begins on this note that then resonates throughout the
year. All the stages must be passed, just like the Aryan Warrior did,
where that same energy is finally used to conquer Death. It must pass
through, or be the propelling power of the Warrior to accomplish
his/her noble task. But the difficult portion of the journey, where all
is lost or all is gained, is precisely during the 8th month
passage through the sign of Death, - the 8th Book of Death
where Satyavan succumbs to the ‘sting of death’ that the Scorpion
signifies.
The
Horse-symbol enters the scheme of things at this point in our
revelations on the Mother’s chamber. India lost the ability to deal
with this energy when the Divine Maya was lost and the correct Zero
Point, or the starting point of this Mars journey, began to lose focus
as otherworldliness took the place of this Earth-oriented
transformation. The Earth was abandoned as the home of the Immortals.
Passage through the 8th sign/month could not be lived in
this material dimension, but only in heavens of different varieties
after death, in the Beyond. And with the loss of
this grounding in material creation the Horse also receded because it
is joined to the Cow in that it densifies her Light by virtue
of speed, the movement that generates form. In the
Brihadaranyaka Upanishad the opening verses describe the entire
universe in the form of a Horse, of whom it is said that ‘Time is
the Self of the Horse sacrificial.’ This is the energy, the fuel
that propels us on our journey upward to the Capricorn mountaintop, the
energy of the Hero.
Mars
is that traditional vir power, the hero energy that
conquers precisely the ‘sting’ of the Scorpion. This is the God of War,
Siva’s son Kartikeya, of whom it is written that when, as a child, he
conquered the mighty Tarakasura in a battle that was the mother of all
battles, ‘It is Siva himself who stands before you in the form of
his son.’ And this too is written in the Mother’s chamber in the
pedestal that describes the birth of Mars, the victorious Incarnate
Will.
With
otherworldliness foremost in all yogic quests, the
Horse lost its proper place in the pantheon and symbology of the Veda
and only the undifferentiated transcendent Light (the Cow) could be
tolerated, accepted, dealt with in the course of yoga. And so the
situation remains till today.
This
is a denial of all that the Horse stands for; it is a denial of
material creation itself; it is to deny the Son’s victory,
which lies at the root of all our contemporary problems, expressed in
the image that has shaped human perception for over 2000 years: a
crucified Son. He may well have resurrected, but his victory was
only in heaven, not of this Earth. In a complete cosmic aberration,
the Transcendent Father was denied his Immanence through his Son, who
is ‘Siva Himself’. Indian realisers followed suit by an equal denial of
material creation, calling it ‘illusion’. But the Tradition holds that this
Son is not crucified but victorious; and he rides the national bird
of victory, the Peacock.
That
‘light’ becomes the conquering energy in the chamber’s pedestal when
the correct measurements are respected in the proper axial balance. The
organised light that is the year, first ‘form’ of the
Churning, reaches the Pedestal at the proper moment for the Avatar’s
process of transmutation to begin, 1950.
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