david hobbs
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Working With the Merlin CurrentFor any aspiring magicians who may happen upon this.
The following is the description of a meditation that I had once.
I use the word meditation even though the experience was as real as everyday life.
For those of you who have read my stuff before you will know that I am mad.
For those who haven't you will find out
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Working for the Merlin
I was in the bowels of the Earth inside a huge crystal cave. I looked in wonder at the stalagmites and stalactites, each one of pure crystal. What was I doing here? I looked about this huge cavern and wondered what I was to do next and why I had been brought here. I was sensing for input but none came, and then I saw it. In the centre of the cave above my head was a huge crystal but this one differed from those around it. It was deformed, and its centre was dark not clear like all of the others in the cave. Words came into my mind. “Bring it back to life”. How was this to be done? I searched around the cave looking for something, anything. Leaning up against the side of the cave I saw a stout staff of wood. I took it in both hands and walked toward the caves centre, and began waving the staff above my head until finally it made contact with one of the crystal stalactites which upon contact shot out beams of light around the cavern, and rang like a huge bell. My efforts became more and more frantic as I struck other crystals and the entire cave was now awash with flashing lights and a symphony of ringing crystals. Light was now coming from every direction save the one place that I wanted it to come from. The dark crystal remained dark, and no amount of effort would bring it back to life. Frustrated I ceased my efforts and was turning to leave when I saw him standing there. An ancient “man’ with a flowing white beard, dressed in dark blue robes that were decorated with stars and moons, and a pointed hat sat atop of his head. It was the archetypical Merlin. He looked at me as though I were some annoying schoolboy who had just disturbed his long sleep. Behind him stood a huge staircase and he turned toward it revealing a small and comical looking child dressed exactly as himself who had been hidden behind his robe, a small and very young Merlin. He turned again in my direction and once more and gave me a rather disapproving look before beginning to ascend the seemingly never ending flight of stairs with his young apprentice scrambling up the stairs behind him hanging on to his robes, barely able to get his little legs up each one.
This seemed to be a scene from some Walt Disney cartoon and as I came out of my meditation I began to smile, and then I made the realisation. I had been accepted by the Merlin. I was a small child indeed in all things magical, and that was indeed a truth. I sat back in my chair and wondered about the dark crystal and how sinister it had seemed, and what it had to do with me. Meditation never failed to answer questions in the most extraordinary ways, but sometimes you had to be patient while the obvious surfaces within your everyday mind. Yes I was certain of it. I had, through my long hours of meditation and contemplation finally gained acceptance from none other than the Merlin himself. The Arch Mage of this land. I did of course realise that this was all going on in my mind but I had by now learned the meaning of surrender and trust. I would go with the flow were ever it took me and I would no longer question. Too much had happened, too many miracles, for me to ever question again. I reported back excitedly to Geoff Hughes my ego awaiting his praise. But that, I was learning was not the way of the Mage. He was just as grumpy as the Merlin himself. ‘What next I asked”. “Just get on with it was his short reply’, “your on your own now and don’t forget what I have taught you about responsibility” You are now totally responsible for your actions and whatever outcomes they may bring”. This I realised was a man who had seen it, and done it all before, and then I realised that it was also the reason for the Merlin’s disapproving attitude, an attitude that only those who dealt within the timeless realms, and took them more as a place of dutiful work, rather than a place of adventure, and wonder, could feel so strongly. Would I become like them. Never, or at least that’s what I thought.
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Samjaza
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Very Good. Not evoked the old archetype Merlin myself. Dion Fortune was and also into the "Green Ray". Did some work on this. it would be very apocalyptical if it was achieved. It would, as I understand now, remove the veil between this world and the next... for everyone ! We'd all be empathatic to everyone. feeling their misery as if it were our own. A bit like St Johns seventh seal revelation.We'd all see the spiritual world. In effect the raising of the dead. We'd all understand how our gestures affect everyone.
Suffice to say, stopped work on this.
That said. I do have a black crystal ! Black quartz/ Smokey quartz. And the damn things never been of use at all  I thought of mounting it on an athame but because I feel negative/apathetic thoughts towards it I reasoned it would demean the significanmce of the Athame.
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david hobbs
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I didn't invoke the Merlin Sam.
It just arrived one evening unanounced and presented itself.
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