Among the Celts,
the runes were said to be the energetic undertones of all creation, archaic
forces that animate our bodies and inform our souls. The human being, therefore, is located at
crosshairs of splendor in which runes dance.
Each rune is a fleeting signpost, a
momentary epiphany that suddenly reveals how one aspect of our story is related
to another. If we were more sentient, we
could better see the way in which the patterns of this weaving often insinuate
the future.
A Celtic soul-friend, like Uncle Evan, is part of the
plot. A friendly guide is one of the
pleasures of the path. The road is
sprinkled with markers, if you can read the runes. The Runes, when cast, produce a grammar of
meaning that is greater than the parts.
A story, deeper than your outer life, is fleshed out and the soul
discovers once more, its ancient tongue.
On this enchanting road to self-knowledge, there are many wondrous
startlements.
Here's how a
reading by phone transpires: Stones,
carved with symbols of antiquity, are prayerfully tossed into a magic
circle. The glyphs reveal their
significance according to the quadrant in which they alight. The four elements of Earth, Air, Fire, and
Water perform their alchemy upon our hearts.
Cosmic forces stir the pot. Our
artful task? To kythe the way we fit
within this gossamer web called Life.
You may purchase a
runic gift certificate for a loved one or make an appointment for thyself by
giving us a jingle at The School of Alchemy,
970-527-8927. The cost is fifty
buckeroos. And remember: everybody needs
a little dose of cosmic encouragement and a dash of Elf-esteem.
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