The Modern Day Mystic Story Part Twenty One

We left off right around the time that Peter left Utah and we launched Icarusalchemy.com the following Monday, and people began signing up for FirstWave at a rather surprising rate. Within a couple of weeks time we had over 180 people registered, and it was remarkable the experiences people were having just by going through the Rite of Passage. All lives were changed, some radically, and some who couldn’t even detect the changes, but changes there inevitably were.

During this time I was having what I would call “feeling concepts.” They were feelings, yes, but they could be translated into concepts, and I was growing accustomed to them in that when I was having them I’d feel slightly ill to my stomach. The bigger it was the more ill I felt (but it was never too bad). I was also getting agitated by…whatever, but came to understand that it was just information trying to come through.

This mixed in with the daily experience of guidance from AMs and the ongoing discovery process of everything that we were being led to understand about Alchemy, the High Magickal Arts, etc., etc., and the ongoing Q & As with Peter and translating much of the types of things he was experiencing, all led to my writing of the Havalla 2 and Student & Guru’s 3 through 6 (as Havalla 1 and S & G 1 had been written long before I even knew that we’d be involved in anything like the whole FirstWave thing.

One of the parts that still amazes me about writing those is that I was living experientially within the quantum wildness and weirdness. I think I wrote about this somewhere else, maybe a post or something, but it also belongs here, and I’ll give just a few examples. When Attum and Neve are walking down one of the trails and he says something that playfully sets her off and she gives him a shove and he nearly falls to his death, but says nothing about it as he climbs back to the trail – at the time I was writing it I didn’t have so much as a clue why I had written it that way.

I’ve been writing for many years, and one of the things that I was always unable to do was to write something that becomes a plot hole or gimmick, a gloss-over of some difficulty that you can’t resolve logically and with a natural flow. At the time there was no reason for that event to be in that place in that story, and it was only in looking back at it when Neve was getting the lesson on integrity that the event itself was used as example. And so when I was writing it I was writing it in an almost trance-like state because I’d have examined it, wondered what the hell it was for, and probably deleted it.

There were also things going on with members of “the group” that were incorporated into the stories, so that the “teachings” were organically arising out of a collective experience amongst an amazing group of people, namely yourselves. But a couple of examples: Mary Beth finding the shell on the beach. Seashella was already known to Mary Beth, and I think we all relate to Seashella in some way or another, if not just through sheer admiration, but the thing is is that Seashella as a being does in fact exist, somewhere, somehow. By the time I’ve finished writing this account I might be taken to a deeper understanding of this and include it. We’ll see.