According to tradition, Metatron was once a man called Enoch, he was transformed into an angel.

In the Chronicles of Enoch, there is a passage about
when he first visited heaven,
before his death and transformation.

It reads:

“Then the Lord said to Michael:
‘Go and strip Enoch of his own clothes;
anoint him with oil, and dress him like ourselves’
and Michael did as he was told.
He stripped me of my clothes,
and rubbed me over with a wonderful oil
like dew; with the scent of myrrh;
which shone like a sunbeam. And I looked at myself,
and I was like one of the other angels;
there was no difference
and all my fear and trembling left me.”

There is a mysterious connection between Metatron
and the Shekinah.

Shekinah is the female principle of God in man.

According to the Zohar,
creation of the world was the work of Shekinah.

The Shekinah was exiled after the
Fall of Adam and Eve.

Rabinnic teachings are that
“to lead the Shekinah back to God
and to unite Her with Him
is the true purpose of the Torah.”

The protectors of children and teachers of children who have passed over prematurely.

He is thought to be the angel who lead the Israelites through the wilderness of Exodus.

Metatron is also referred to as the Liberating Angel or in his female aspect the Shekinah. The Shekinah is thought to have been the feminine presence of God which dwells upon the earth with man. She’s also identified in Christian traditions as the Holy Spirit. Philip K. Dick’s novel The Divine Invasion talks about the Shekinah manifesting on earth as the Torah, the Sacred Law - rather similar to the Word or the Logos. God and the Shekinah seek to reunite with one another. Hindu mythology offers the parallel of Shakti - the female manifestation of the divine. It’s only through the union of the gods and their shakti consorts that creation occurs.

The Swan

Most beautiful

Long necked

Snowy white

Graceful bird.

Full of sorrow

Sadness

Mourning

Anger.

Your Partner is killed…

Your watery home poisoned…

Your family, once abundant,

now scarce.

Your sorrow is my sorrow,

Your anger, my anger.

Would that I could comfort you.

The power of your emotions is  your strength.

People have forgotten their mother, the Earth

She who bore and nurtured them.

In truth, it is obscenity to poison the rivers which flow from Her watery womb, the Ocean…

To pollute the Air which is Her breath…

To rape the Earth which is Her

Body…

To deny the Fire which is Her spirit.

How dare they do this?  How dare they?

……And you, Cousin Oak

Who struggled long to resist the deadly toxins

Your gnarled body testimony to your agony

Your beautiful roots, though dead

Still clinging deep into Her

Soft, sacred body.

She persists against the odds

To nourish and sustain

Her children.

NO!

Dear Swan,

I will not comfort you

Your emotions are good…

Feel your Anger…

Feel your Grief…

Feel your Strength and your Power

Move the Earth…

BETWEEN THE WORLDS

BEYOND THE BOUNDS OF TIME

WHERE NIGHT AND DAY

JOY AND SORROW

LIFE AND DEATH

MEET AS ONE

Through between and Beyond

Travel my beauty

The Universal Dragon will guide you.

She, the all encompassing

Minute and Vast

Intertwining Every fibre

Every molecule

Every planet in the Uni-verse.

All seasons at once

Beginning and End

An ever turning Spiral.

She has been with you from the beginning

She awaits you now.   

Ethiopia

Most beautiful

Jet Black People,

Your courage

Your anguish

Your hunger.

Victims of selfishness and greed.

Tiamat lies dying of thirst at your feet

The world calls for tea; coffee; cotton; paper

You bury your precious children in the arid ground.

I, breasts overflowing

Nurse my new born

You, give birth en route

While you seek food and water.

What use are my tears and my shame?

You

Who are

The Mothers

And Fathers

Of the human race.

In your sky

I send a swan

Flying

Not on wings

But on earth.

She knows your heart

She brings hope

She bears witness

And takes

One small child.

Between the Worlds

Beautiful Black Baby

Snowy White Swan

Caress

As they journey

Through Between and Beyond.

Needing no words

Deep understanding

Deep knowing

The Universal Dragon

Ever changing

Knowing

Guiding

Loving

Silken Serpent Spin

Wind and unwind

Beyond the Bounds of Time.

Hiroshima

 Deadly dust falling

Black rain

Utter evil

Breathing filth

Your food poison

Nowhere to go.

Small child,

Your classroom would seem paradise now if only it was still there.

Despair — defeat

Incomprehension fills every

fibre of your being.

Where is your culture? 

Your ancestry?  Your inheritance?

Oppression seems like an old fried after the Emperor’s reign.

Long ago a baby was murdered so one evil man could drink his

mother’s milk..

Let her spirit guide you now on your journey.

You have intuitions ancient and Strong as the Mountains.

Your roots lie deep within the Earth.

Go now with the swan and the baby

Help untie this hideous knot.     

And on Through Beyond

Weavers of Time

Spinning a spiral Web on threads of Love

Inward and Outward.

Through Time

In Time

All of Time

No Time.

Three small beings vibrating together as One.

Feeling

Caring

Moving

Doing

Sharing.

Increasing their powers………

Europe 1625

Horror upon horror.

Gyn-ocide.

Hideous separation — spirit from body.

Heaven and Earth wrenched apart.

Maniacal misogynistic reformist fanatics…

Stirring fear and hatred in the minds of the stupid and ignorant.

Power over

Achieved through torture of the innocent…

Murder of the intelligentsia…

Rape and violation of the pure and good.

My dearest daughter, forced to watch your Mother’s agony,

My body torn apart.

Beaten, raped, shat upon.

Mutilated bodies of mothers, sisters, daughters, aunties

Piled high as Mountains.

There is always hope daughter,

This imbalance cannot persist.

Our mother, the Earth will not

tolerate such abuse.

Join with the Swan, the Baby and the Child.

The Universe is infinite with

possibilities

Spiralling In Four Souls,

Freed from their torment.

Spiralling in.

Intent, purpose and effect

Inseparable.

The course set

Drawing ever closer

The inevitability of their combined Destinies

Is now perceived with complete

Clarity.

In Her exile,

Banished from Human consciousness,

The very source

Of Life and Nourishment

Spirit of this Planet -

The Earth Dragon Herself

Awaits the moment

When the very need for Her

Will be Her awakening! And so it is

Harmony

Peace

Joy

Love

Understanding

Compassion

The new condition of Humanity!