The Magi were priests in Zoroastrianism and the earlier religions of the western Iranians and were practitioners of magic, including astronomy/astrology, alchemy, and other forms of esoteric knowledge. This aspect of being a magi remains in the modern-day words ‘magic’ and ‘magician’.
There is a Palestinian myth that a Magi will be reborn in the modern day, in ‘the north-west’ where stars shine over green valleys. The Magi will use both his breath to create deep sounds that support all aspects of music, will be able to ascertain risks and subdue fires, especially underground fires associated with peat, and in essencial traditions bring the fires out of wandering spirits returning home after eons of travel. The myth emphasises the Magi are holders of the high care, high protection, and the Magi in daily life will have a name that represents this ability to hold space, to sooth spirits into calm and a deep sense of safety, and to create magic within their hearts.
There has been a possible citing of a Magi in recent times. It is not an occurence that the common person can distinguish or define but all can feel the effects such a person. The Magi is humble, unassuming, caring, gives to people in ways that are extraordinary without appearing to be so. They move and talk in a slow, deliberate manner, speaking from a depth that many common people tend to miss, for the Truth lies in the simple for it is where most overlook.
This Magi, holds the hermetic abilities of Mercury to connect worlds, of the underground, the ground and the heavens. Born in the North-East, he moved to the North-West, serving community and giving of his heart. However, it was unknown, perhaps even to himself, of the depth of his powers until the union that is presently taking place. His magick resides in the ability to read energies, seamlessly, without effort, to teach how to allow ‘what is to be’, to allow what is arising through the material body to be, to move of its own accord, and for those within the union to offer their bodies as vessels for that which is more than us, to become servants of God.
I will my will by Thy Will.
There has been a sense of movement of energy in the north-west. A wanderer has returned having been lost, battered by high seas and withdrawn from the world of people and to modern accounts has been found, as the myth suggests. It is a ‘She’, for alchemy requires the presence of both the feminine and masculine, present in both partners. She dissolves into mist, the golden dust of alchemy, at the mere mention of his touch, of the Magi. In this state of decorporalisation and absolute feminine receptivity, the Magi is able to gently, lovingly, wisely move the energy through her system in order to heal. This enables the female wanderer to ground into the earth of being and bring the gifts she has been given from her extensive travels. The Magi inspires deep and eternal trust.
As to the wanderer. The myth says:
There is a woman who lived on an island whose people made heavy cotton cloth. She was intelligent and aware and the villagers decided that she would be the one to take the cloth to the market. The market was overseas. She took a boat. The boat sank in high seas. She lost everything. Everyone but her was drowned. She was washed up bedraggled on a shore. Three men came and found her. Took her to their wives who cared for her. She was intelligent and aware and began to integrate in the village that made rope. Soon she became a valued member of the community as a rope maker. The villagers decided to send her, since she spoke languages and knew of other cultures, to the market overseas. She took the rope in a boat. The boat sank. She lost everything. Everyone but her was drowned. She was washed up bedraggled on a shore. Three men came and found her. Took her to their wives who cared for her. When she regained consciousness, the villagers asked, ‘Who are you? Where are you from?’ And she recounted her story about being a weaver of heavy cotton material, of being a braider of rope. The villagers were very excited and declared, ‘We have been waiting for you. We create wooden poles. In our tradition it says a woman will arrive who will teach us to make tents.’ And hence began the tradition of her very own people, who lived freely, gladly, and with connection to their land.
The Magi has encountered the Wanderer from the Misty Mountains and together they are delving into a level of human consciousness, of love and peace, of calm and equinimity, that it is said will create portals of peace alongside other lightworkers in these times of universal transition. Misty and Magi. Magi and Misty. Poetry breathing life into hearts.