‘The Hobbit’ offers a way out of the unfolding refugee and migrant crisis in the world

Further to The Hobbit article a chance remark from a friend: “Having read, it is a bit like the world is today”  it dawned on me that what is unfolding in Europe at this moment has echoes in the culminating events in The Hobbit.  Thorin and co are besieged by the rest of the world demanding their fair share of the Treasure. The West has taken an unfair proportion of the world’s wealth in raw materials such as cocoa, coffee, bananas, oil and precious stones etc.  These countries have been plundered and laid waste by the dragon of greed.  Through the internet the impoverished peoples have seen the peace and prosperity of the European countries and have decided that they want a share.  The book offers a way out of this terrible situation through the fair distribution of the earth’s riches and, also, that the West can help these countries to start the process of rebuilding. When the town of Lakeland was utterly destroyed by the avenging dragon Smaug and the people left homeless, the Elves helped them to build homes along the shore just in time for the winter.

Historians will be the first to say that events come round in cycles.  Perhaps ‘The Hobbit’ is telling us that the present refugee and migrant crisis is one such example and that this has indeed happened before – for the same underlying reasons.

Continuing.  Have just realised that that other great consumer, the greatest of them all, the USA, is also under siege from Mexico for the very same reasons – that they have taken more than their fair share of the world’s wealth.  The great Amazon Rain Forest has been and is being despoiled to grow the soya bean, amongst other cash crops, for western consumption.

Syria and The Amazon are being ravaged by the flames of those who want to hold on to their power and riches at all cost, unwilling to share, just like Smaug who ravaged Lake Town in his determination to hold on to his cruel dominion and pile of treasure – which was of no practical use to him.  Only with the slaying of greed (as in the smiting of the mighty Smaug) is there hope of a long lasting solution.

In the Battle of the Five Armies, the fifth army is of course the army of orcs, werewolves and bats that swept down from the North on the Free Peoples with no advance warning.  That element is with us now in the form of ISIL, and all those other fundamentalist groups who are bent on nothing less than the destruction of civilisation – just like the Orc Army.  We know this from the way the brainwashed ISIL followers have destroyed ancient ruins in Palmyra amongst other atrocities.

New synopsis of RING QUEST for Kindred Spirit- August 2015

Following on from my recent article in the Mind, Body, Spirit magazine, Kindred Spirit, I decided to submit a synopsis of Ring Quest and here it is:

JRR Tolkien’s trilogy, The Lord of the Rings, is one of the most widely read books of all time. So, we posed the question, what if it were a true story?

It all began at a talk in the Wye Valley in 1998. A group of friends had been attending talks on self-development that were different from the norm, given by a shy, young man. He talked about finding our answers within, not from gurus, and how to reconnect to your body’s truth. One day, out of the blue, he began talking about Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings, saying it was a true story and that we were very much in that story today. At the end of every Age the Story is kick-started again at that other dimension where past actions have been pushed out as a New Age gets underway. But supposing that reality overlaps and interacts with our own reality in the way that ghosts intersect with our world but are trapped within their own personal drama? The One Ring is awoken and begins to exert an evil influence in the physical world. The Dark Lord once again seeks domination.

He is able to attempt this because throughout that Age, humankind has repeated the same old mistakes through greed and the desire for power. Those negative energies, in turn, feed the Dark Lord lying in the shadows and enable him to grow in power. We were particularly shocked to learn that the One Ring had not, after all, been destroyed in the volcanic fire of Mount Doom, as was believed, and that, furthermore, it had awoken and could influence matters in our world for the worse. The pattern goes – there is a great war – the Earth’s vibrations fall – a new round begins, yet again – just as in the original story that happened 60,000 years ago. We know the energies fall because Gandalf tells Aragorn that the Elves will fade and that much will be lost. It has ever been thus: a new round beginning at a lower vibration. But this time, the energies can fall no lower. The only way is back the way we came: we need to return to the higher level of consciousness. To say we were dumbfounded would be an underestimation.

Strangely, there were signs in the world that gave credence to the idea. Ring roads were proliferating and went hand in hand with road rage, a new phenomenon. In the year 2000, any high street across the land carried large posters for the new Star Wars film, The Phantom Menace, which bore a striking resemblance to the main features in The Lord of the Rings. The Jedi Qin-Gon Jinn (Liam Neeson), attired in drab clothes and grim faced, wields a shining sword. In the background is the face of the evil Darth Maul showing just one large yellow and red eye, hate-filled. Here were images of the Eye of Sauron and of that great traveller and king in waiting, Strider/Aragorn.

Our very own wizard suggested that we could begin by cleansing the One Ring of its evil vibrations. As we were in physical bodies, we could call the One Ring to us from that other dimension and then cleanse it of its evil vibrations in each of the four elements of Earth, Water, Fire and Air. These we would find at power points within four astrological signs, each representing one of the elements. A fellowship came into being to counter the Nine Black Riders: the Forces of the Opposites were now engaged and the quest could begin in earnest.

We were led to discover the outlines of the astrological signs: the Lion, the Crab, a Bull’s head and The Gemini Twins in London. From there, we located the places of power where the One Ring might be cleansed. Whenever events in the world began to deteriorate we would cleanse the Ring at one of these centres that corresponded to the nature of the event. In addition, we were also taking the other Rings of Power out of circulation as they, too, were having a negative effect in the world.

Another strand entered the remit. We needed to bring back the energy of the 4th dimension and anchor it to the physical planet.

But our Wizard had something else in mind which would change the story beyond our wildest expectations. What if we could do away with the Great War altogether? He asked us whereabouts in the narrative did the two gates open that let in the energy of Duality with the consequent fall in planetary vibration? It was the same energy he pointed out, but welded by a different hand – the one good the other evil. If we could fathom this conundrum we might prevent the recycling of the sagas.

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Huberous What by Robert Light

Robert Light is happy for me to post this writing of his:



Or What

Huberous What

A tale to help those in


Every so often genetics throws up a different type of person, who seems to defy the norm, and Huberous What was just one of these but much can be learned from his story.

He was born into a normal family, a mother and a father, which may seem not to be the norm in 2014 – but nothing about him is normal in any way. His Mother was tall around six feet skinnyish but definitely not thin, and always seems to have an air about her, never snobby, and could mix and talk to anyone and everyone, and all felt better in her presence and often this lasted a long time  She was also an enigma, a mother, a painter, a writer and a dancer.  In fact she seemed to be very good at everything.  His father on the other hand was short and also on the skinny side.  He was first a scientist but a secret inventor and this was what he enjoyed the most.

Huberous was born on a very dark winter’s night in the midst of a great storm, thunder and lightning like never seen before ripped not only the sky apart but universes too.  He came into our world silently without any pain for his mother and even the midwife missed his arrival but there he was, and his Mum knew what to do immediately, clean and feed him.  He looked pretty normal too, had fingers and toes etc but the midwife said he is an old soul, his eyes looked everywhere.  This was the real difference, he was born ready to input everything from his surroundings.  His Mum being very clever taught him from the moment she knew she was pregnant – talking, teaching and soothing him with words and music and the joy and laughter in her life, so he was awake much before any other baby – and he thrived on input.

When they brought him home his father would sit and stare at him, yet his mind was inventing all sorts of things to make having a baby easier for them all, and Huberous was a knowing child and telepathy was absolutely normal, so sharing his father’s thoughts even though only a few days old.  He learnt about mathematics, drawing things in perspective and creating and letting ideas flow. He also learnt about reason and rhyme and all types of music and he loved the colours that his Mum’s mind created.  He also learnt about the other side of people their sadness and their pain, he really did not contextually understand but he under stood how they felt, and once the next door neighbour came in crying and he was in the playpen at the time in the kitchen, as his mother consoled and eased the lady’s pain away with talking about her problems.   His Mum was very clever, she never offered solutions, nor advice and neither did she relate the neighbour’s problems with her own problems a rare skill indeed, and while Huberous was playing he listened and felt and he also had the knack of seeing people’s lives like a video, and when the lady was talking the video kept stopping on one incident when the lady was four years’ old and she was being bullied by her older cousin, so Huberous put the woman into the picture and she became stronger and her husband never bullied her again, not that Huberous knew any of this until much later.

So he learnt and learnt all day and every day, he learnt at ten times the speed of any other child, when his Dad had made him a new toy he knew instantly how to play with it, how it worked and how it was made, and sometimes he would even put an idea of a toy into his dad’s mind, while with his Mum he knew when to smile and when to touch his Mother’s kind face, gradually the whole family became telepathic and lived in synchronicity with one another, and what a time they had, potty training was easy Huberous knew when his body wanted to get rid of something so would think potty and his mum brought it to him, he never needed nappies, and just to think all people could be like this.

Just before he was one Hubertus said good morning to his mum during breakfast and by midday he could hold a simple conversation, well his Dad had a shock when he came home from work, but the family went from strength to strength, yet when other people were about Huberous did not show these abilities, because it did not fit with other babies of the same age, so Huberous showed intelligence and also how not to be noticed. So on the family went, one of them would think something and the others got the message and before long they became synchronous, which made life wonderful for them all but never in public, by one and half Huberous could also read and write to a good standard, but he had to go to nursery classes and he did not fit all and was bored and his teachers thought something was wrong and even though he could read their thoughts etc he could not change the way they thought and so when he went to primary school it got worse and worse for him, and ended up with a special needs support, yet he was a genius in his own right, so he just had to dumb down to their level, he did enjoy playing with the other kids in break times, and once the class bully decided to pick on Huberous and boy did he get a shock he went to push Huberous and went backwards at a fair rate of knots to land on his backside, so he never picked on Huberous again, yet Huberous knew about the pecking order in primates and realised humans where still ruled by their primate instincts, and wondered how he could help people, again, the answers came a little later on for this, so Huberous grew up as normal as possible in the real world around him yet at home he excelled and although he grew up with the kids and people around him – he never seemed to change, yes, he grew in size but his brightness never dimmed and his parents also never seemed to change or even grow older, some of his friends had games machines which Huberous excelled at but they did not hook him as some of his friends were totally hooked – and as he moved up in school his natural brightness and skills came to the fore and top of the class but his real learning came at home.

And many years later in life Huberous decided to help others free themselves of the dreadful minds that controlled them to the umpteenth degree.

A Short Explanation of Domestication from ‘The Four Agreements’ by Don Miguel Ruiz

After we are born, the process of indoctrination begins. Also we learn emotional blackmail first hand, when born we need food(milk) so we cry and in most cases the mother feeds the baby, and we learn if we cry louder we get more food, so begins our journey with emotional blackmail and every does this.   As children we don’t have the opportunity to choose our beliefs – but we believed everything that our parents told us – then as we grew up, we believed our teachers and religious leaders….and accepted everything they told us as true.

If we were good, our parents were pleased with us, (another part of emotional blackmail to reinforce what we already do)  and if we didn’t do as we were told, we were punished.  This started us pretending (first parts of the smokey mirror and living the illusions)  to be what we were not.  We try to please everyone, just to feel accepted and feel good….and not rejected.   (this leads us into the obligation board, we have to act in this way to be liked or accepted)

This means that we have become a copy of everyone else’s beliefs.

When we learn the word NO has an effect – we are rebelling because we are standing up for our freedom – we want to be ourselves.  But, they are big, and we are small, and we are afraid of being punished.

Eventually we grow up and become what we have been taught.  We are a conditioned animal. (fully domesticated and self judging)

We base all our judgements on what we have been taught, and we begin to judge everything we do, and don’t do.  Our inner judge says we are guilty – we need to be punished, or ashamed.  This happens day after day, all our lives.

Then we become the victim because we believe we are not good enough, not attractive enough, not worthy of love.  The big judge inside us agrees. (by this time we are our own judges, juries and jailers, and very cruel to ourselves)

These beliefs control our lives and it is called Fear.  Breaking the rules opens emotional wounds within us and related reactions.

It takes courage to challenge these long held beliefs and rules, because our fear controls us, and causes us to suffer.  They are all held in our mind, and we believe them….we cannot forgive ourselves for not being perfect.

Teenagers take excessive drinking or drugs to avoid being rejected by other teenagers.  All because we have a need to be accepted and loved by others.

If we loved and accepted ourselves – the less we would experience this neediness.

How many times do we pay for a mistake?  Thousands of times.  True justice is paying once for a mistake.  How many times do we make our husband/wife/children pay for their mistakes?  Every time we remember the mistake, we blame them again.

The judge in your mind is wrong, because the belief system is wrong – 95% of what is stored in our minds are nothing but lies, and we suffer because we believe all these lies.

The whole world sees it as normal for humans to suffer and live in fear.  Throughout the world there is fear, violence, war and injustice.  We see human suffering, anger, revenge, addictions, and violence in the streets. In each country it is slightly different, but Fear is in control.

Others may warn us that if we don’t do what they say we must go to hell – a place of punishment, but we are already there – if we allow this to happen.

Whilst we are all searching for truth, justice and beauty in our lives it is already there….within us.  We don’t see the truth because we are blinded by all those false beliefs in our mind.

We cannot see who we truly are, and we cannot see that we are not free…..

During the process of domestication, we formed an image of how we should be in order to be accepted by everybody, but we are never going to be perfect from this point of view.

We pretend to be what we are not, so we wear social masks to keep others from noticing this.  We judge others according to our image of perfection. We dishonour ourselves just to please other people.   All because we have a need to be accepted and loved by others. But we cannot accept and love ourselves.

Teenagers take drugs to avoid being rejected by other teenagers.  They are not aware that they cannot accept themselves, so they reject themselves, because they are not what they pretend to be.  They wish to be a certain way, but they are not, and for this they carry shame and guilt.

Humans punish themselves endlessly, and no one punishes us more than ourselves.

You need to be strong to adopt the Four Agreements, but if you can begin to live your life with these agreements, the transformation in your life will be amazing.  You will see the drama of hell disappear before your very eyes.

You will be creating a new personal Heaven!

by Robert Light

Spring 2015

An Omni Story by Robert Light

Because of the huge changes that Humanity and its tenuous links to consciousness and the start of the Omni page and the discrepancies of our knowledge, mine included, I felt I had to explain things, yet I can only do this from my point of view based upon my life so far – I am not a guru nor a god I am just who you know as Robert.

My life as a very young person, Robert Thomas William Light, who seemed not to be like others: odd and strange in many ways.  I lived as a six year old on this earth with parents and two sisters, yet I also lived in another 9 or 10 worlds or dimensions synchronously, but yet having no cognizance of them. At times, 2 or more would merge and this seemed ok and caused me no problems, useful in the fact that if I was not fed in one of them I would be in another. A neighbour passed away and was gone from next door but nearly every day I went there and chatted with her and she fed me welsh cakes and ginger beer, and I would go back into my own house with sugar crumbs all over my mouth – so it was a true and real happening. I also had the ability to make people better but did not seem to be of much use at that time to me, it just was. Much more happened and is far too much to write about, what is important is my seeing people in spirit etc.

So years went by and just did not fit in school or in fact anywhere, but I kept going and my odd skills and talents became useful. Knowing things and making people better filled all my requirements in the pub etc, yet schooling just did not happen which seemed not a loss at the time – I learnt many other things instead. Palm reading seemed second nature as did most psychic things and kept my purse filled at times, yet when I went to big psychic shows with only a handful of tarot cards and my skills, I was always busy (people being Needy although I always spoke the truth). It was at these shows other people had big bill boards and posters and I looked at them thinking they knew more than me. What was strange they all came for a reading from me because I spoke the truth and worked not from books or teachings, just naturally. At some point I went into a spiritualist church and they seemed to think I had some talent especially with healing, so I began a different journey, and ending up giving talks which, for a shy introverted person, is not easy and still isn’t .

It was during one of these talks – and I quite like the real physical who came but also the spirit people and entities etc and much more – at times I would become nervous when reaching certain points during the talks and would rush off for tea. This one day a few people in wheel chairs occupied the aisle so I could not escape so I carried on talking and there was a wonderful chorus from above somewhere and spirits saying thank you and vanishing to leave an empty space as I carried on with talk. But I wanted to know why they vanished, so began a search and found out they not only came to help us but to learn from us. They have no connection to living consciousness, and when the people at the church had their own realizations, the spirit people did too. A revelation indeed: spirit people don’t really have any answers. Around the same time mediums etc in these places would guide spirits to the light but never once did they see the spirits in the corners who have never known love nor light and they were always left behind and even worse because the other ones had gone to the light.

Humanity has always had a need to know that life went on after death and their loved ones were safe and sound on the other side but, during some of my journeys with others, at one point I decided to get rid of the ferryman who helped people cross from this world to the next.  Humanity also used reincarnation as an excuse – I will do better next time or I will learn in my next life – so space was getting short in the universe. My answer was that we now only have one true lifetime and learn each lesson now. There is no afterlife so spirit numbers dropped, and it did have an effect on mediums etc contact dipped for a while. Many people do miss those who have gone but please remember they are always in your hearts and your heads but please let go of them and this will also reduce the time you spend in grief. I have worked a few times giving messages to people to help them and the spirit they trapped within their needs, however, the love of another who you lost never dies in reference to the spirit!

The psychic world ensnares 90% of people that enter it and most never escape it, yet all have to go through it. I think that’s why I started awareness talks and tried to show people the truth, then and now.

I am doing my best to explain delicately so try not to judge me or my words, please.

Also, the rise in channelling has delayed our journey by false but alluring information. The new age bought about gurus galore and new age profits and great speakers to boot, yet all have agendas and beliefs that seem fixed. Humanity has moved entirely into its mind, so it’s time to come back and be who you are. Every single person has access to their truths and more importantly the common truth – heaven and hell have never been any where else but here on earth.

Try and remember that any that have gone before also did not have access to the truth, so they still preach their agendas which do not allow us to go forwards in evolution and become the true creator that each of us is. We have had some great teachers yet their words have always been adulterated to suit a few humans who seek power and control.

For those trapped in the ideology of love and peace, learn the lessons that any one is capable of great love and also great violence. This applies to every human being – it is our nature to be 49% good or 49% bad, yet Omni is helping people reduce this equation nicely.

From ‘the time manual’, if you have to justify your beliefs, if you have to peddle them to others there is something wrong – your body will always speak your truth, your minds cannot nor can your hearts.

We have reached a stage in humanity and the point of no return and we each have to adapt and change to these new things: one, is let yourself begin to evolve by living more in your flowing moments; two, is to accept yourself right now as you are right now. These give you access to more time, less wear and tear and a new beginning. There is not enough paper for me to write it all down in the world nor would it serve a purpose. When we begin to live in the flowing moments and truly let go of our pasts, we learn anew.

If you are offended by my words or hurt by them, remember it is your choice to be so.

No one else can make you angry, you do that all by yourself.

The truth will set you free! But humanity has never been told the truth nor have they sought it; people have trusted blindly and dumbly in others.

This is my truth and for those that know me, will understand my words. If you share this remember to explain it also if possible.


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Mary Poppins – the Secret Goddess 2

There are many clues in the book, Mary Poppins, to suggest that the famous, prim nanny is being portrayed as the Great Triple Goddess of old.  Her birthday falls on the Full Moon and, when she admires herself in the shop window, she sees three of herself, which represents each of her three roles – the Maid in springtime, Mother /Queen in summer, the Wise Woman in winter. But why has the Great Goddess entered our world as a humble children’s nanny?  It is because, as many know, the Goddess was suppressed in the distant past due to a dark chapter in human history that has been forgotten – a time when the Feminine became cruel and over mighty.  That memory emerges in our times in such characters as Cruella de Vil or Lady Macbeth, and in many other female characters that are cruel, ruthless and power hungry.  Historically, the Celtic Warrior Queen Boudicca is a hangover from that forgotten period of history. The key to understanding the plight of women and children in many parts of the world today is the fear the Masculine has of the power of the Feminine to create new life at a subconscious level.  Tragically, the vital part the Masculine plays in that creative process was never acknowledged – perhaps because it was not understood.  And here lies the root of the problem.  The only real power worth having – as understood by the peoples then and still buried in the subconscious memory today – was/is the Feminine power.  So, when the Male God defeated the Queen/Goddess, he took unto himself the Feminine power to create new life.  But the All-Powerful Queen/Goddess had done the same to Him during her supremacy.  She had usurped the Masculine power by becoming the Law Giver and General of the Armies.  So, the pendulum swung from one extreme to the other.  There is a real need to find the balance whereby the Masculine and Feminine have equal and complimentary power, with mutual love and respect one for the other.

Many ills stem from this violent period of history when the Queen was overthrown, as immortalised in the words, ‘The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown…’.  Female sexuality became something dirty.  The temples where the Goddess was worshipped and where the sexual act was sacred became brothels and harems, whilst the priestesses became whores.  Female sexuality was strictly controlled so that it became imperative that a young woman be a virgin on her wedding night. The children born of the priestesses with no known father were cruelly treated.  It is from this period we have the origins of terms of abuse such as ‘son of a bitch, son of a whore, bastard’, as well as words for the sexual act being used to denigrate and used as swear words.  That cruelty lives on today finding expression in orphanages and social care.

The power of the Feminine to nurture her offspring was taken away by babies being put out to wet nurses, passed on to nannies and then sent away to boarding schools.  In the Middle-Ages sons were sent to other families as squires. Given these conditions, if the Goddess were to return to the world of the 1930’s how would she fulfil her Nature as Maid, Mother and Wise Woman?  This is the task Mary Poppins has set herself.  She fulfils her role as Maid on her Day Out by ‘walking out’ with Bert the pavement artist.  He looks at her with undisguised admiration, while Mary Poppins turns into a coy, cockney girl using such expressions as “Strike me pink!”  They step into one of the chalk pictures and are whisked away to a clearing in a grove of trees where they take afternoon tea with a plate of small cakes. Only as a cockney girl is Mary Poppins the young woman free from chaperones.

To be a hands-on mother Mary Poppins is forced to become a children’s nanny and, in those days nannies were, on the whole, Old Maids, which is why she is sharp, prim and haughty.  As an Old Maid she is always on her dignity, ever aware of her humiliating position as a woman without husband or children, with only her respectability to give her any status in society.  Such a person would be anathema to the Goddess whose very nature is to give life and nurture in abundance. Although the children feel the great love of the Goddess despite her terrifying manner, and love her in return, her adopted persona is actually meant to highlight how unsuitable were the women chosen to rear the nation’s children.  Hence we find that one of these nannies is defiant when reporting to the children’s mother, Mrs Banks, that she has lost her charges in the vast London metropolis with all its dangers.

Mary Poppins – the Secret Goddess


It was quite by chance that in 1991 I became aware of the inner meaning in P L Travers’ Mary Poppins.  I had been reading a book about the Goddess which takes you through one calendar year of her festivals called The Year of the Goddess by Lawrence Durdin-Robinson.  I learnt that ‘The Great Goddess’ was known by many different names throughout the world: that she was also called The Triple Goddess, so following the journey all women take from Maid through to Mature Woman/Mother and then Wise Woman.   One of her titles was Mistress of the Animals and she was also known as the Moon Goddess, the moon being perceived as feminine.

Shortly after reading this book I just happened to read Mary Poppins to my two small daughters as their bedtime story.  When I reached Chapter 10 entitled Full Moon I my suspicions were aroused.  Surely not, but was Mary Poppins the children’s nanny being portrayed as the Moon Goddess?  In this chapter the children, Jane and Michael Banks, Mary Poppins’ charges, are urged from their beds at night by a voice which leads them to London Zoo.  There, they discover everyone is in a state of high excitement because it is ‘The Birthday’ which is falling on the ‘Full Moon’, a rare occurrence. As Special Guests of this important person, the children are led into the presence of none other than their very own nanny, Mary Poppins, sitting on a log in the Snake House surrounded by all the snakes.  By now I was beginning to look at the book through a new lens and, the more I looked, the more evidence there was to suggest that Mary Poppins is indeed being portrayed as the Great Triple Goddess.

The book even spells it out when Mary Poppins straightens her hat at the Tobacconist’s shop on their way to have tea with Uncle Albert:

It had one of those curious mirrors where there seem to be three of you instead of one, so that if you look long enough at them you begin to feel you are not yourself but a whole crowd …Mary Poppins sighed with pleasure…when she saw three of herself, each wearing a blue coat with silver buttons…she wished there had been a dozen of her or even thirty.  The more Mary Poppins the better.

There she is, The Triple Goddess, known the world over and associated with life-giving waters and the silvery moon.

Most ingenious of all, the book is divided into twelve chapters for the 12 calendar months and Mary Poppins stays for exactly one year.  On the day of her arrival, Mr Banks informs us there is a cold east wind and, on the day of her departure, the chapter begins ‘It was the first day of Spring’ and Mr Banks comments that the parrot tulips are in bud and that the wind is in the west.  The first and last chapters, as we see, deal with Mary Poppins’s arrival and departure.  The next three chapters, The Day Out, Laughing Gas and Miss Lark’s Andrew focus on the Goddess in her role as Maid. The following three concentrate on the Goddess’s role as Woman/ Mother – The Dancing Cow, Bad Tuesday and Bird Woman.  Then come the three chapters connected with the Goddess as Wise Woman, Mrs Cory, Full Moon and Christmas Shopping.  These are interrupted by the chapter called John and Barbara’s Story which, as the title suggests, is their story.

However, there was one chapter whose inner meaning I was unable to fathom and that was Chapter 5, The Dancing Cow.  Two events conspired to give me the key to unlock the hidden meaning.  One day, for light relief, when I had made yet another failed attempt to understand this chapter, I made a lexigram of the words, Mary Poppins , where you make as many words as you can out of the letters in the chosen words.  To my surprise, I found they could be divided into each of the three roles of the Goddess as Maid, Mother and Wise Woman, but not as nature intended, more as Society has distorted them.

Maid                     pin, snip, soap, mop, pie, spam, sip, prim, pram, soppy, popsy

Woman                man, pay, pimp, porn, sin, pain, mar, rip, primp, popsy, ma, may, yams

Wise Woman     pray, poppy, rays, air, spin, say, rain

For the Goddess – in the guise of Mary Poppins – to fulfil her role as Maid, she has to escape middle-class society. This she does on her day off when she meets Bert the chimney sweep, and pavement artist. When Bert sees her he cannot disguise his admiration and Mary Poppins coyly looks down at her feet and rubs her toe along the pavement.  She has undergone a dramatic change: no longer is she the haughty children’s nurse she was a minute ago. Ruefully, Bert tells her he has no money and cannot take her to tea.  Sensitively disguising her real disappointment, she brightly tells him she does not mind.  But then Bert draws her into one of his pavement pictures and they are magically whisked away to a woodland glade. The Goddess undergoes a further transformation:  she is now a cockney girl as revealed in her exclamation, “Strike me pink!” Bert, too, is a cockney lad and the waiter, who deferentially waits upon the carefree, courting couple throughout, offers Bert a pin for his whelks, a food much beloved of cockneys.   Only as a cockney can a young unmarried woman be abroad without a chaperone and free from stifling middle-class convention.  In fact, their behavior at afternoon tea in the magical glade is an amusing demonstration of how not to behave in polite society.  Mary Poppins sits down with a ‘plop’ and tea is poured from an urn not a teapot: they polish off the little raspberry-jam cakes, drink three large cups of tea each and, when they get up to leave, they have to brush off the cake crumbs.  As many know, the Goddess of old was worshipped in just such a woodland setting and little cakes were offered at her shrines.

When Mary Poppins abruptly leaves the Banks family, Mrs Banks is indignant and distraught, for who is going to put the children to bed?  Not once does it occur to her to do so herself, such being the convention of the day. For the Goddess to fulfill her role as a hands-on mother she is obliged to become a children’s nurse.  A more unsuitable person into whose tender care mothers gave their children would be hard to find, as the Goddess herself is at pains to show us through her adopted persona. As the famously sharp, prim nanny she is, in reality, an Old Maid, who is always painfully aware of her humiliating status as a woman without husband and children.  It is this which makes Mary Poppins the Old Maid so angry and bitter with her lot, and which makes her unfit as a children’s nanny. Of course, the children, being less conditioned than the adults, feel the great love of the Goddess through her stern exterior and are bereft when she leaves them.   How has this unnatural state of affairs arisen where a mother has so little to do with her own children, and how is it that children are left in the charge of those who are no substitute for a mother’s love and care, and are often singularly ill-fitted to do so?

It is interesting that, on the magical adventures that Jane and Michael have with Mary Poppins, she is recognized by all the people they encounter for who she truly is, the Great Triple Goddess, and how they treat her with love and respect, whilst in our world she passes by unrecognized. The reason for this, as many know, is that the Goddess has been suppressed. Why has she come into our world in the famous guise of the sharp-tongued Mary Poppins?  She has come to reveal the reason for her suppression and to bring healing.  She has also come to heal the relationships within the family and to fulfill her nature in whatever way she can in our Society, with the help of a little magic of course and her friends.

Concerning Chapter 5, The Dancing Cow, what I did know was that the cow was sacred to the Goddess. The headdress of Hathor, the Egyptian Goddess of Fertility, consists of a full moon mounted between the horns of a cow and, to this day, the cow is a sacred animal in India.  From the book on The Year of the Goddess I learned that the colours of the Triple Goddess were White (Maid), Red (Woman/Queen) and Black (Wise Woman/Priestess), hence the ‘dancing cow’ in question went by the name of the Red Cow.  We have now entered the merry month of May, the month when the Goddess moves from her White Maid phase into her Red Mother/Queen phase. But the curious nature of the story was still a mystery.  The bare bones are that the Red Cow lives a conventional life in the ‘the best field in the whole district’  knowing little of the outside world and bringing up the Red Calf to be a model lady like herself. One day, she begins to dance, which she enjoys and finds liberating. But then she discovers that she cannot stop and, after a week of being unable to eat or sleep, she decides to visit the King to seek help. Brought before the king, it is the king who spots the star on one of her horns. The only suggestion he can make is that she jump over the moon like the cow in the well-known children’s poem, The Cow Jumped Over the Moon.  The Red Cow agrees.  The star comes tumbling off and she lands back in her own field to find she has stopped dancing.

I had been reading a book recommended by my mother called The White Goddess by the poet and scholar, Robert Graves.  When I happened to re-read Chapter 5, the strange elements in the story finally fell into place.  As a scholar, Robert Graves’s research of his subject matter – the Goddess as Muse – was thorough.  The author tells us it was from many diverse sources that he pieced together a part of our history we have lost.  Yet this turns out to be at the very heart of the ancient worldwide fertility cults presided over by the Great Goddess, leaving us ill-equipped to truly understand ourselves today.  The fertility cults were Goddess-centred because it was believed that the Goddess ensured abundant harvests.  Her representative was the Queen and it was she who ruled. Robert Graves calls these communities ‘queendoms’.  At her side was her consort, the Sacred Sun King, but it was she who held all the power and the king was a mere cipher.  The ancient game of chess well expresses this hierarchy: the Queen is the most powerful piece on the board, whilst the King can only ‘hobble’, one step at a time and needs protecting. Shockingly, I discovered that the Sacred King, as Robert Graves calls him, was sacrificed twice yearly, at mid-summer – when the sun was at its zenith, and at mid-winter- when the sun was perceived to ‘die’. At midsummer, the outgoing king was replaced by his ‘tanist’ or ‘twin’ who was then sacrificed at midwinter. To symbolize the extinguishing of the light of the sun, the king was blinded, and to show that he was being shorn of his great power as the embodiment of the sun, the locks on his head – being the very rays of the sun – were cut off and, finally, he was beheaded.

When the Red Cow lands back in her field, she begins eating at once, moving steadily across the field ‘beheading her golden soldiers’. She is so hungry that by the time she has finished ‘she had eaten up several regiments.’  We read that the soldiers are dandelions which are like suns and are therefore alluding to the Sacred ‘Sun’ Kings who were put to death during the Queen/Goddess’s reign.  We are also being told that during this period young men met their deaths in this way in great numbers.  Traumatised by the experience, we are shown how the fear remains with the Sacred Kings in subsequent lives.  At last we understand the king’s curious obsession with getting to the barbers on time.  Just as the Red Cow enters the throne room, the king stands up and ‘magnificently’ orders his coach to go to the barbers. He is irritated by the interruption and tells the Red Cow that he has “an appointment with the Barber at ten.  He won’t wait for me longer than that and I must have my hair cut.”  When the Red Cow agrees to jump over the moon the king replies, “Good”, …pleasantly, realizing that he would be in time for the Barber, after all.’  The subconscious fear from the trauma may be triggered when a former Sacred King’s hair begins to grow too long.  The hair of the king who succeeded at mid-winter was not cut, for the growing locks symbolized the increasing power of the sun rising ever higher in the sky to its zenith at mid-summer. The longer his hair, the closer his sacrifice. When the king asks who she is, the Red Cow answers that she is a cow, to which the king replies crossly, “I can see that,”…”I still have my eyesight…” revealing that he was blinded at his sacrifice.

When the Queen was overthrown by the king she was disempowered and put out of the way and kept under guard. So now we understand why the Red Cow is guarded by the dandelion soldiers in her grand field and why the king sees her so seldom that he does not even recognize his own wife when she appears.  And this situation continues today in many of the Arab countries and elsewhere where women are still guarded, have very little liberty and receive a poor education, if any. It is because the subconscious fear and anger are still there even though they no longer have any basis in fact.

After relating the story of the Red Cow to Jane and Michael, Mary Poppins waits for the effect she knows it will have on Michael who is a former Sacred King.  The Goddess has come to heal the Sacred King of this terrible wrong that was done to him in her name. She knows that by reminding him of that life, it will bring it to the fore, which will then enable her to help him release the memory.  Sure enough, in the next chapter, aptly named Bad Tuesday, Michael behaves very badly.  The anger and hatred left over from that life come to the surface and he feels it as ‘the hot heavy weight that was within him’.  Eventually, all of Michael’s anger and hatred is externalized, which he experiences as being attacked by the angry native peoples they met that day when circumnavigating the world on their afternoon walk.  Terrified, he cries out for Mary Poppins to help him and shuts his eyes tight.  He remembers being borne away in something soft.  When he opens his eyes again, he finds he is warmly wrapped up in his own bed and, ‘oh, the heavy burning thing that had been inside him all day had melted and disappeared…how happy he felt and how lucky he was to be alive.’ Mary Poppins appears with a cup of warm milk and stands beside him without saying a word.  Michael ‘could smell her crackling white apron and the faint flavor of toast that always hung about her so deliciously.’  And he drinks the milk as slowly as he can to keep her standing beside him.

Cassie Martin

15 February 2015