Buddha ~ Artist Melissa Bordeaux @ DeviantArt



I AM Buddha. I am the Wayfarer, I am the wanderer, I am the seeker and the bestower. And I welcome you this day and in fact, I welcome you every day…haha…but you do not always welcome me.

But, that is not a problem, that is not a difficulty, and it most certainly does not hurt or harm my feelings when you forget about me because truly the key is to forget about yourself, is it not? To forget, in many ways, about the ego so that you can put it in correct perspective…to forget about the story that you tell yourself about why you are walking on this planet and how important you are. You forget about that so, my friends, you can truly remember the importance of who you are in this and every lifetime and the true importance, and the magnitude of the gift you bring to this planet at this time.

There is much discussion about whether you are this or that, whether you are teacher, or healer, or nurturer, or mother, or father, whether you are starseed or human. But this day as you invite me, I don’t suggest to you, I simply remind you that regardless of who you are, compassion is the key…and, yes, my dear friend, Yeshua, will also speak of this.

You see, if you are not, not just compassionate now and then if you are not of compassion then how can you possibly even begin to have a glimmer of another. If you are not willing to extend yourself and open your heart and set aside your petty self and to truly experience, not to assume, but to understand and experience another’s burden or journey, or joy…that is compassion. It is the willingness, with love, with mercy, with grace, to truly embrace another…whether it is a small child, or a dictator, whether it is an entire species, the human race, or a group.

You cannot create your Nova Earth without this compassion. Because yes, as the channel has asked me repeatedly, compassion, love, leads to cooperation, which leads to community. It is the willingness to be in community, not in control, not in false leadership, but in the true knowledge of who you are, in compassion to yourself and in compassion to all beings, not just the humans.

I would suggest that there is a great need for more compassion for many kingdoms, particularly the animal kingdom at this juncture, that occupy this being you call Gaia and that I call a friend. Do you think of the planet as your friend? Are you compassionate and considerate and cooperative with her? Or with the giraffes or the elephants, the orcas or the whales?

Are you compassionate, my beloveds, with those that you disagree with, with those that you heartily disagree with, with those that you know…from your place of divine knowing…that are off-track, that have wandered, that have gone astray? Do you gently hold the space and say, “Come, come back, I will stand here and wait. I will sit under my tree so you will know where to find me and we will sit quietly and we will speak of the matters of your heart.”?

Compassion is not merely passive, it is part of who you are, it is part of how you express love.

So, this day that you honor me, I not only ignite your compassion, I give you again my gift of Compassion because for you, yes you who walk in this chaotic upheaval of shift and ascension, you are more than deserving, not only of compassion but practical, hearty support.

So, remember me, your old friend. I am never further away than directly in front of you…whether it is crying or laughing or as a norm, I am with you. Farewell.

Buddha, Prajnaparamita & Babaji in Deep Meditation – Altair Shyam

Prajnaparamita Mother Goddess of the past, present and future @ Etsy – Laura Santi Sacred Art


Buddha, Prajnaparamita & Babaji in Deep Meditation


*Meaning “Pillar of Light blazing in the Unbound Space of Divine Mother’s Love”

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Last night I was gifted with two visions of us while in deep meditation.

They were very simple.

The first, suddenly and spontaneously when I was very silent and still in meditation, was of the Buddha facing Us and in Union with the Mother of All Buddhas Prajnaparamita and in between them Babaji. The Buddha was facing Us a short distance away, then Babaji sat facing a little closer and then the Mother sat just in front with Her back to Us.

The second, overwhelmingly, as I lay down to sleep immediately following the first vision is connected to the first and somewhat more difficult to describe. The first is a Sign, that in Our meditations the Muladhara or base chakra energy is awake and connected to the crown chakra through the third eye as represented by the Union of the Mother (Prajna or Wisdom) the Buddha and Babaji. In the second vision We were ‘seated’ in the 1000 petalled crown chakra looking “down” the astral spine that runs up the center of the body (see NOTE) just in front of the physical body. As We watched, the 7 doors, which we call chakras through which the soul has descended into the body, were wide open, and We watched as the soul, through the process of silence and stillness of meditation, reascended, and each chakra like a Lotus with petals turned upwards, opened into worlds of much vaster dimensions than our own. Before Our awakened and astonished inner vision each door was transformed into strange worlds, the chakras transmuted into transcendent splendor. World upon world revealed itself in glory and magnificence. I am reminded of the Book of Revelations 1:19-20 which carefully veils this Secret in saying “the mystery of the seven stars…are the angels of the seven churches” in referring to these chakras, and also from the Book of Revelations 5:1-2 “and I saw a book written within and on the backside, sealed with seven seals…who is worthy to open the book, and to loosen the seals?” This Book of Love (the soul’s path of reascension) has seven seals (the seven chakras or doors) which when loosened (through the ‘worthiness’ of deep and consistent practice of yoga, devotion, prayer and meditation) open us all to Revelations.

Art by Eva Ruiz


The PHYSICAL spine (vertebrae, spinal cord, etc) is not the same as the ASTRAL (energy) spine, where the chakras are located. They are different and located in different places and dimensions!

The Astral Spine is the place through which you should be “running” prana (life-force) when you are practicing Kriya Yoga. It can be imagined as a hollow tube, about an inch and a half in diameter, running very straight up from the base of the spine (Muladhara or 1st chakra area) going through the middle (central core) of the body (which places it mostly in front of the S-curve of the physical spine).

When it reaches the Medulla Oblongata (receptive pole of the 6th chakra) it curves slightly forward to the Spiritual Eye (point between the eyebrows – the positive pole of the 6th chakra) As you are practicing Kriya Yoga, the prana goes through chakras # 1-6, from to the bottom to top of your Astral Spine, and back down again.

Blessings to you as you practice the sacred technique of Kriya Yoga.

Love and Blessings

Altair and Mother ….

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I AM THAT I AM, אֶהְיֶה אֲשֶׁר אֶהְיֶה ’ehyeh ’ăšer ’ehyeh

I am here to do the work of Our Mother by walking the Path of the Bodhisattva, Archangel and Elder in assisting all beings to find Krishna’s Bliss, Christ’s Light and the Buddha’s Heart and Healing within.

gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā


“go, go, go beyond, go thoroughly beyond, and establish yourself in enlightenment” 


A teacher, healer and mystic guiding the Way of Love, Unity and Harmony for the New Gaia that we are co-creating. He teaches that We are the Way and that our freedom to be our True Self is the key to transformation. “The miracles of God lie within Us. We are the Light. We are the Temple of the One Chakra whose Awakened Infinite Light Body brings all our dreams into reality.” With deepest Love and Devotion to My Divine Mother, Lady of the Earth, Guan Yin (from the Sanskrit root Guanyin/Kuan Yin/Kwan Yin) The Divine Mother who perceives the Sounds and Cries of Mother Gaia and Her Children.
Gratitude & appreciation to all artists & photographers ~ Credit given where this is known. Any queries, please contact me, Shekinah 

‘Diary of A Yogi’ Chapter 7 – Sarnath – Altair Shyam

Ancient Buddhist bell next to the temple @ Sarnath, the place of Buddha’s first sermon near Varanasi. India


Chapter 7 – On the Road to Sarnath

“Have you travelled the road to Sarnath?”

“Once only,” said Henry after lunch one day. “I took a cab but you can walk it. It’s about ten kilometers.”

“That’s where the Buddha taught the Dharma after being enlightened isn’t it?”

“Yes, Buddha traveled to Sarnath himself to teach and establish the Sangha, as he had seen that the five enlightened ones he was supposed to form the community with would be there.”

“So it’s not too far.”

“Not at all. If you leave early in the morning, at sunrise, you can spend all day there and be back by nightfall.”

“I know I have to go tomorrow. I don’t know why, I just have to go. There is something important that will happen if I do.”

“Ah, many mysterious things happen on the road to Sarnath,” said Henry with a twinkle in his eye.

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Altair started his journey on the road to Sarnath with a feeling of jubilant exhilaration. Something in the hidden wisdom of Sarnath was about to speak to him and break free.

Babaji had said it “You will write about the unity between the Christ, Krishna and the Buddha. That inspired sons and daughters of God speak with the same truth.”

Just how true this was, was about to strike a light in his heart.

The houses and markets on the roadway were filled with people looking to buy and sell and talk and listen even at this early hour when it was not too dusty and there was not so much traffic. There were the usual peddlers and beggars and cycle rickshaws trying to get him to ride with them but Altair brushed past them all as if they were cobwebs.

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He stopped to buy a mango lassi and talked to some of the locals about Sarnath. After he had been walking for about half an hour Altair found himself moving smoothly along one of the streets flanked by two men. He had no idea where they had come from or why they were there but he felt perfectly safe as if he was with his family. His vision began to blur and the crowds around them seemed to dissipate like a mirage fading. The sky overhead was clear blue but the air seemed to tremble.

“Where are you going?” said Altair to break the ice. One man was wearing an ochre robe and had deep-set blue eyes and curly black hair. He seemed to emit a golden hue. The other man was silent but gave off the same glimmering golden aura. Both men moved with dignity and grace and greeted those around them with love and respect.

“To Sarnath. To meet the five who left me earlier,” said the blue-eyed man.

“How did you get here?” asked Altair, puzzled as to how the men had snuck up on him unawares.

“We crossed the Ganges in one step, and entered Benares early this morning, made our alms round, bathed, ate our meal and left by the east gate of the city in time to meet you, walking towards Rishipatana Mrigadava, the rishi’s deer park, like all Buddhas.”

“Like all Buddhas…” Altair’s voice trailed away in stunned realization. Right ahead of them was a herd of deer grazing. He felt he must be dreaming. He was with the Buddha!

“Is this Sarnath already?”

Sonpur Festival, Bihar

“It is, but not as you know it,” said the Buddha.

“Are they monks?” asked Altair pointing at the gathering crowds. There seemed to be thousands of people massing on what were now surrounding villages and farms.

“They will be,” said the other man. “Monks and nuns, dakinis and bodhisattvas, Altair, just like me. Manjushri.”

Then five men approached them.

“Here he comes, that lazy good-for-nothing Siddhartha. Such a quitter! Why would we want anything to do with him?” They spoke directly to Siddhartha and seemed not to see Altair or Manjushri. “Just ignore him, he’ll soon get the message.”

The Buddha took a step forward to meet the men and something changed. They all seemed to become more erect, more noble and alert, as if he deserved their respect.

They made a place for him on the grass, smoothing some patches, took his robe, brought him water and knelt at his feet.

“Welcome Siddhartha to Rishipatana Mrigadava, the Rishi’s deer park, we are honored that you returned to join us here.”

“I thank you for your welcome my five monks, but I am no longer Siddhartha. That is no longer my name.”

“What Name should we call you by?”

“The whole world is asleep in ignorance and when we discover the truth we are no longer asleep. We are awake. Awakened Ones are called Buddha.”

Slowly the scene faded as Altair gazed upon the Buddha, standing in front of him, with great love and respect.

“O Buddha, teach us what you have learned so that we too may awaken.”

“What do you want to do with your life?” asked the Buddha.

“Free all beings from pain and suffering,” said Altair.

The Buddha looked at Altair calmly. “Then your wish will be fulfilled.”

Buddha – Oil Painting Effect Photograph by Zoe Ferrie @ Fine Art America

The earth trembled and Light radiated from the Buddha’s body illuminating the three thousand worlds as they were made visible to Altair.

He put out his hand and placed it gently on Altair’s chest, just above the heart.

Altair’s body became immovable, as if was rooted to the road to Sarnath. He suddenly felt more alive than he ever had before.

And he drew no breath at all.

He felt the people moving past him on the street, saw the hand that was placed on his heart extend out to touch the hearts of five more hearts and then they reached out to touch five more. The blood that flowed through those hearts was like an inward flow of nectar, a never ending stream.

Suddenly Altair’s breath returned. The Buddha and Manjushri were standing motionless in front of him. Altair reached out his hands and placed them in theirs.

“I am from Vimala,” said Manjushri, “and I can also grant you a wish.”

“I want to learn how to be the embodiment of prajna or transcendent wisdom.”

“Then I can grant you Universal Sight, and the first Sign will be when you are given a real Chintamani Stone, a Pearl of Light, manifested from the Heart of Guan Yin. You have been an acolyte of the Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara Guan Yin, which is why you are attracted to the teachings of the Dalai Lama, whom you died defending in 1959. The second Sign will be when you have a direct experience of the Pure Light of Being through the Kalachakra Tantra with the Dalai Lama. The third Sign will be when you manifest the Rainbow Body, a body of pure light.”

“Like Long Nu.”

“Yes, you were a naga too, a dragon’s daughter, just like her. When it is time, you will also offer the Pearl back to the Buddha, which will symbolize surrendering your life and ego to All, and He will accept it.”

The Bodhisttva Guanyin in Her Aspect as ‘The Bringer of Sons’ @ Victoria & Albert Museum, London


The Buddha looked at Altair directly.

“Here at Sarnath I turned twelve wheels of Dharma …

Keep in mind this most beautiful wood,
named by the great rishi,
where ninety-one thousand kotis of Buddhas
formerly turned the Wheel.
This place is matchless, perfectly calm,
contemplating, always frequented by deer.
In this most beautiful of parks,
whose name was given by the rishi,
I will turn the holy Wheel.

Where two or three are gathered in My Name, there I AM”

Yeshua Jesus Art

Altair travelled south towards Bihar before he stopped at Yogananda’s foundational ashram and school for Kriya Yoga. While he was waiting he heard two monks arguing. They were having a disagreement about administrative matters and how many foreigners they should allow to stay at the ashram. Altair suddenly felt very lonely. It was near Christmas and he missed his mother Mary. He walked down the dusty street towards a hotel one of the nuns had recommended.

“$1 for your shoes,” said a voice.

He turned to see an old man, a beggar, holding out an Indian 1 rupee note.

“No thank you,” said Altair.

“I can take you to see Sadhu.”

Altair had heard some of the miraculous stories of these holy men.

He nodded.

The old man held out dirty fingers expecting something in return.

Altair dug into his pocket and pulled out a wrinkled fifty rupee note.

The old man grinned a toothless grin before gesturing for Altair to follow him down a narrow side road.

Altair walked a long way through the countryside. His pack was not that heavy but he wished he had dropped it off at the hotel first and he hadn’t made a booking yet. The sun was still some way off from setting but Altair was calculating how long it would take him to get back when they turned a tight curve in the road and arrived at a grassy knoll with a large round rock at its base. In front of it was an old man painted in grey and yellow with a large red bindu on his forehead and a white loincloth. Other than that he seemed to have no possessions.

The toothless man left them at that point. Altair had no idea how he was going to return or whether they had some agreement once they had finished so he sat down at the Sadhu’s feet and bowed.

“What do you want to see? You ask and I will do it. I can lift this rock with my mind.”

The Sadhu closed his eyes momentarily and to Altair’s utter amazement the rock in front of them which was the size of a small man shifted upwards from the earth a few degrees.

Altair opened his mouth to speak and then closed it again.

The Sadhu opened his eyes when there was no sound in response and he gazed directly at Altair.

“What do you want?”

Altair still didn’t speak.

“Ah you are a seer.”

“I am walking the path of magic and the stars,” said Altair.

“Yes, a seer,” said the Sadhu. “What do you seek?”

“To help free those that are bound, to help those that are suffering to find peace.”

“Ah then you are a Buddha too,” said the Sadhu. “And you love Krishna.”

“What do you want?” said Altair.

“Nothing I don’t already have,” said the Sadhu waving his hand around at the hills and countryside surrounding them. “What can you tell me?”

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Something moved inside Altair like a compass finding its home. His mind began to settle. His body became the Sadhu’s body and the 7 interior stars or chakras lit up like flowers in flames and then danced like planets orbiting a central sun, the heart. Altair watched the inner universe unfold, his breathing reaching a calm rhythm, content to know the universal dance would reveal something soon. Then he saw it, like a twinkle in his mind’s eye.

“You are a fierce man, dynamic, thirsty for life’s experiences, I see you yoking horses, strong beautiful horses. You are very headstrong. You are quite playful and childlike and honor Shiva daily. You are deeply connected to Surya the Sun. You used to be a divine mystical doctor before you became a sadhu. You have the power and shakti to quickly heal. You are a physician of the gods. You bring youth to the old and life to the dead. You raised the rock by harnessing the forces of prana, the life force. You are here alone because you are stubborn and also because you had a disappointment in life earlier on in marriage. However you have been able to let all that go now. So there is content.”



“There is a ghost.” Altair hesitated.

“There are many ghosts in these parts.”

The hesitancy dissipated with the sun. The sun was so low Altair realized it would soon be dark. He did not want to walk back alone.

“I have to go.”

Lapis Manjushri Statue – Rendition artifacts – Jewel of the Lotus

As if by magic his toothless guide reappeared grinning widely and holding out an empty palm. Altair reached into his pocket and pulled out another fifty rupee note. He turned to the Sadhu.

“Thank you.”

“It is I who must thank you. What you told me…”

“I do have one question for you. How did you move the rock?”

“The same way you move the stars,” said the Sadhu.


Altair was sitting out on the terrace of what was called ‘The Royal Terrace’ in the City of the Octagon in the far south of the Land of the Long White Cloud, his homeland. He had finished his tour of Asia and Oceania and seen and worked at some of the best schools that area of the world had to offer, from Krishnamurti to Gandhi, Yogananda to Rabindranath Tagore, Tibetan Buddhist to Siddha Yoga, Sri Aurobindo to Steiner and Montessori. He had decided as a result of his tour to train in the teaching of performing arts for children. He kept watching the sky and imagined distant stars whirling overhead in slow motion, his eyes tearing up with the patterns of light unfolding in his vision. Murray, a devotee of Ramana Maharshi was encouraging Altair to devote his life to Self Realization which he maintained was the best way to serve the world. Altair had a busy day lined up tomorrow, with two televised performances of ‘Aladdin’ as Aladdin, and then a televised performance for Dance Arts so he wanted to get to bed early, soon after dinner. Laurie was cooking, and she was singing, a habit most of Altair’s flatmates took to often. Cat and Bridget were musicians too so it was a very laid back musical type of gathering they always had together. It was not uncommon for Bridget to sing all the way through dinner, chomping on her organic veges in between singing about lost love or how nature was suffering under men’s hands. However as he headed back down the hallway to his bedroom there was no one else there apart from Laurie.

“Hi Laurie?” said Altair. “How’s Pamela?”

“Good,” said Laurie, not raising her head up from the broccoli and mushroom dish that she was stirring as it steamed vigorously. “We’re going out to a movie tonight so I won’t be around for long.”

“No worries,” said Altair. “I’ll clean up…”

He turned into the hallway to see a bearded man dressed in black, wearing a tall black hat, a black cloak and a military uniform staring at him.

“Hey!” said Altair in shock. “What are you doing?”

The man, who was well over six feet tall ran straight towards Altair’s room and through the door.

That’s funny, thought Altair trying to gather his thoughts, I’m sure I locked that door this morning.

“Hey Laurie, call the Police!” Altair shouted. “We’ve got an intruder!”

Altair ran to his room, which was locked, and when he opened it he looked around and saw only the barred windows which would stop anyone from jumping through and onto the concrete two stories below. He ran out again and called back to Laurie on a hunch.

“Laurie call the landlord instead!”

Laurie was watching him wide-eyed as he entered the kitchen and handed him the phone.

“Yes?” A deep male voice sounded on the other end.

“Hello, it’s Altair here from across the road in the Royal Terraces. Look, something strange happened today, I’ve just got home and as I was making my way down the hall to my bedroom I saw a tall man…”

“About six feet tall or so dressed all in black?”

“Six feet? Dressed in black?” Altair couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“You should come right over. I’ve got something to show you.”

Altair hurried over after telling Laurie he might be late for dinner.

“Have a seat,” said the Landlord once Altair had come in and followed him to the lounge.

“Have a look at this.”

The Landlord flipped open an old photo album until he came to a well-worn page and pointed to a black and white photo.

“Is this the man?”

And there he was, the tall bearded man in the black hat, dark eyes staring. Straight back at Altair.

Altair was stunned. “But…how?”

“You are the third person in one hundred years to have seen him. Same fellow, tall, bearded, black hat, dressed in a military uniform with a cloak. He fought in a war all those years ago when medical technology was a lot rougher than it is now. They had to bring him back here, on a ship, after he was shot in the leg. They tried to amputate but he lost too much blood. In your very room. In those days it used to be a hospital and your room was a surgical operating room. So, sadly he didn’t survive. And must be very pissed about it because he is still hanging around all these years later. Not sure what you can do. Say a prayer. Maybe.”

So Altair did.

Star Messenger by Lila Violet @ Fine Art America

And the ghost never bothered him again. Altair dealt with the ghost in the same way Jesus had taught him to deal with demons.

Very clear confident intention and surrender to the power of love and God to intervene and do whatever was necessary to free and liberate this soul.

“By the power of Christ begone.”

And so it was.

Because with the power of love and faith anything can be accomplished.

Altair was witnessing the power of love and faith in the flow of life manifesting all around him.

“Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”

This little passage from Matthew was such a treasure of wisdom Altair could scarcely believe it was not being taught at the highest levels of all business and education.

He could see how anything he truly believed and wished with deep pure intention was coming true.

His path of magic and the stars was even revealing itself through his friends. One night he was talking about love and friendship with his best friend BB and suddenly he disappeared into a star that appeared in her eye and she disappeared into his. They were both shocked and wondered how many other portals like this would appear when love was present.

Dreams and visions were not something out there and untouchable but were an intrinsic part of the fabric of reality. Along with imagination, dreams and visions were yogic siddhis or powers that with practice through meditation could become the foundations of our actions and Signs along our path.



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‘Diary of a Yogi’ Chapter 4 – Koya-san – Altair Shyam

Kannon Bodhisattva, Kannon Bosatsu, Lord of Compassion, Goddess of Mercy


Chapter 4 – Koya-san

“Altair, come on,” said Ma

  1. “Is everything packed?”

His mother always got nervous when Altair went away anywhere and this, being his first overseas trip, made her more nervous than normal.

Altair’s possessions were minimal. He had a credo which was to go from place to place with as little as possible. The last place he gave away everything he had except his guitar. So all he had to do was pick up his pack and he was ready.

Very Zen.

The first thing he was going to do when he landed in Japan was visit the Zen temple in Shikoku he had written to asking if he could be accepted for zazen training.

It took a long time to find it. The temple was nestled in the heart of a rural area, hidden from prying eyes by an ancient forest. The Master lived in the temple itself and sent a junior monk ahead to meet Altair at the train station.

The young monk served green tea while they were waiting and then knelt in seiza style. Presently the Master arrived, a squat, powerfully built man who looked at them both intensely and then knelt in seiza style for a long time opposite Altair before speaking.

The junior monk translated as the Master spoke.

“Stay as long as you like. Follow the rules.”

He then stood, bowed and left.

Altair was taken aback.

He had been expecting a little more since he no idea exactly what “the rules” were.

The young monk, whose name was Atsushi, explained.

“Whenever you sit, sit intently. Keep your mind here now. That is Zen.”

Altair nodded. He had studied Zen at university.

“You start tomorrow. 6am start. 7:15 breakfast. Then continue. If your mind is distracted the Master will hit you with a stick.”

“Hit me? How hard?”

Atsushi laughed. “Hard enough to wake you up.”

“How long have you been here?”

“One year.”

“How many times did you get hit in the beginning?”


“How about now?”

“Less than many.”

“I see. Is there anything else I should know?”

“Stay fresh. Live freely. Like a cloud floating in the sky.”

“A cloud.”

“Every encounter is precious. Cherish them. There are no shortcuts.”

“I am on a path of stars and magic. Is there any more you can tell me about them?”

The young monk looked closely at Altair for a moment.

“Cherish them too.” He smiled, stood up, bowed like the Master and gestured for Altair to follow.

Kannon – Affection by Ichiro Tsuruta

Altair sipped his tea a few minutes later alone in his room. There was little to distinguish it, tatami floor, rice paper walls with little decoration, a rolled up futon at one end and the small table he was sitting beside.

Altair had so many thoughts flooding his head. There were all kinds of things going on beneath his mind such as the vision that had led him here in the first place. It had manifested in his first year of Chinese Philosophy at University and it changed his path forever.

He was sitting in a lecture studying Zen with Dr. Ip and gazing out the blinds at the sun dappling on the venetians.

  Suddenly he was transported, to an ancient time and past.

He was on the slopes of TianTai Shan mountain with Master Huang Po. They were on a journey to the summit of the mountain and had stopped beside a waterfall and stream, a sign post on their spiritual pilgrimage.

The Temple was gloriously surrounded by waterfalls, one of them the Flying Waterfall. The stone bridge that stretched across it, in some places only 10 inches across, was their meditation walk. The Temple sat sprawling over the rocks at the top of the waterfall.

The Master said to him, “All the Buddhas and all sentient beings are nothing but the One Mind, beside which nothing exists. The Mind is without beginning and end, is unborn and indestructible. Sentient beings are attached to form and so seek externally for the Buddha. By their very seeking they lose it, for that is using the Buddha to seek for the Buddha. Stop all your conceptual thought, cease all worrying and the Buddha will appear before you.”

Then the vision vanished and Altair was staring at the blinds and sun peeking through. Dr. Ip was speaking to him, calling his name.

“Sorry Dr. Ip,” said Altair. “I was transported.” He began to describe exactly what he had seen.

“TienTai Shan, the mountain,” said Dr. Ip. “That is what you saw. Fangguang Temple and the Shiliang Flying Waterfall. Have you been there?”

Altair shook his head.

“Then you must go,” she said. “It’s quite likely you were a student of Huang Po’s. You have such a versatility with Zen. Have you ever thought about a scholarship in China to study Chinese philosophy? I can nominate you!”

And so she did. With Japan the first port of call on the path between magic and the stars to explore Zen, this particular temple was dedicated to the Goddess Kannon-Guan Yin, and was one of a pilgrimage of 88 temples in Shikoku. It was a special recommendation of the Professor’s.

After 3 days at the temple sitting staring into a wall for 8 hours a day and getting hit with a Keisaku or awakening stick every time his awareness faltered, Altair had a dream. In the dream he was led by a man chanting a mantra over and over into the forests and mountains of Shikoku. He asked to talk to the Master.

“I wondered why you were sent to us,” said the Master. “I know of your vision of TianTai.” Atsushi smiled at this. Altair had mentioned it to him after breakfast one morning as most of their day was spent in silence. “Now I know. I am merely to be a messenger for you. Take this contact. It is a Master in Koya-san, a Shingon Buddhist monastery and temple complex in Wakayama. I have contacted him already. The man in your dream was Kukai, founder of the Koya-san community. Your path continues there. You will leave tonight and arrive tomorrow morning at first light. I have arranged for rooms to be ready on your arrival. There is a retreat this weekend which you will attend.”

Altair thanked him profusely and bowed low. The Master returned the bow.

“Two things,” said the Master. “Firstly, Kukai will help you on your path towards magic. Things are not always what they seem. Secondly, Koya-san will help you understand the stars a little better. We are all made of the stuff of stars. When the mind is still and silent the stuff of the stars, light, can be directly realized. This is enlightenment, bright and spotless as the void, having no appearance or form whatsoever. Awaken to the One Mind and there is no enlightenment to be attained. It is within you already. The stuff of the stars, the cosmos, the One Mind, Buddha, has never ever been anywhere else.”

Handcarved Japanese wood Buddhist monk, Taisho c. 1920. This is Kukai Kobe Daishe, founder of Shingon Buddhism or the True Word school of Buddhism. at J. Collector

Arriving at the train station at Koya-san there was a different smell in the air, as if the spirits were wild and free here, and the mists filled with mysteries of the mountain. Altair stared around him for signs of life, the town and streets bare at this early hour. Directly ahead lay the mountain, with the little town below it. Wooden houses with ornate tiled roofs, a temple bell ringing out for prayers, and a solitary crow cawing in response. The smell of incense was mixed in with the early morning food smells from a concealed alley as well as cedar and pine and something else, cold and wild. The blanket of secrets that was the mystical Kōya-san. Altair followed the directions on the map he’d been given, while making his way up the mountain to the temple lodgings which catered for foreigners. Squirrels darted in and out of the trees, showing impish faces before dashing off to gather more acorns. There was little wind in the mists, which was fortunate as it was bitterly cold, and every step seemed to make Altair’s clothing thinner until his body started shivering.

On the path the wind was calm as Altair moved up towards the Danjo Garan temple complex which marked the heart of the Mt. Koya settlement. He knew that secret Shingon Buddhist training had been taking place here for hundreds of years. He began to feel unsteady from the lack of rest as he had been on the go since yesterday. He stopped at a bend in the pathway beside a bamboo grove and settled back on his haunches for a breather. All the sounds died away completely and there was an ominous silence and then suddenly there were voices rumbling, shouts, rocks were thrown and a hand was pulling at his own.

“Come on, Ah-chan!”

He hesitated, scrambling for his pack, which he now could not locate anywhere.

“It’s me, Ren!” The voice was more urgent now. “We’ve got to get out of here!”

A young Japanese woman, about the same age as him, was glaring at him with impatience.

Altair didn’t try to argue as a crude missile whizzed past his head and embedded itself in one of the walls at his back. He was squatting at some sort of intersection around which a crowd was gathering and throwing insults at each other as well as anything they could lay their hands on.

Altair ran as fast as his legs would carry him in the direction the girl was tugging. She didn’t so much as glance behind and ran with a sure, practiced gait he could easily match.

They wove through a number of alleys and backstreets until they came to a wide open place where a temple was under construction. There were six other lodgings surrounding it which by the looks of the numbers of people gathered outside must have catered for visiting pilgrims. In the middle of it all stood a monk in robes with a beaming smile, intense benevolent eyes and an aura of calm. As he watched the building’s progress he was chanting under his breath and referring to a map he held in his hands as he gesticulated this way and that like a conductor.

“Gyoki-san, sorry we are late. We ran into trouble,” said Ren.

“So I heard,” said Gyoki. “The government has not taken kindly to our extending a helping hand to the poor. They see us as a threat to stability. Taking from the rich to give to the poor. They are persecuting us whenever they can find us alone. That rock throwing welcoming committee was organized by none other than the Kansai Office of Priestly Affairs who see me as a renegade and a rebel. My only goal is to teach people about Buddhism while building temples like this that function as community centers. From here we can provide irrigation to the surrounding fields.”

“But won’t they attack us here?”

“Ah-chan, it is far too public and the poor farmers would rise up in revolt. They don’t want that. They hope to unsettle us and pick us off one by one, exposing our weaknesses, uncertainties and vulnerabilities and making us look foolish in the eyes of the local people. Luckily I have devoted followers like you and Ren to help me.”

Wood statue of Kūkai. Japan

  “It is the Bodhisattva work,” said Ren with a contented sigh. “It is what drew me to you from the beginning.”

“Meeting all sentient beings in streets and intersections. Teaching and transforming all regardless of means or philosophy.”

“Magic and the stars,” said Altair.

Ren glared at him.

“We are endowed with wonder working power and miraculous transformations,” said Gyoki, “so in that sense you are right. It is like magic to the common people. You are both learned in song, dance, music and narratives, the best way to reach the heart of these farmers. You enchant them to hope for more and reach for the stars.”

Gyoki came across and took both Altair and Ren’s hands in his. Energy vibrated through Altair’s arms, into his heart and down his legs into the soles of his feet which tingled crazily as they connected with the earth.

“I have a surprise for you both. Kūkai-san will visit us here soon to pray for the farmers to be free from natural disasters and sickness. You will both meet him personally.”

He looked at Altair with a twinkle in his eye.

“To help the poor, the women and children of this world, you need to find magic in the simple things, songs and symbols, dance and stories, enchantments of the heart. Perhaps one day you two will meet again in this place in another life and learn how to bring this same magic in stories and song to the entire world.”

Altair was speechless. Ren closed her eyes and stayed very still as if in deep prayer and then bowed very low. Altair followed suit.

When he raised his head his heart was thumping hard and a presence of great power, both beyond human and very deeply human, seemed to surround him in the mists. He was back at Koya-san, his pack on his back, his body pointing in the direction of the temple complex again, shivering as if to shake the earth with a coldness that was almost overpowering.

It didn’t take Altair long to find his accommodation. The lodgings were in the east wing of the temple looking out over a valley and a forest. The woman who met him in the genkan or entryway was expecting him and was very polite. She showed him to his room which was extremely quiet and apart from those on retreat with him, who were mostly Japanese, Altair saw very few other foreigners. The retreat was conducted in total silence and at the end he was bursting to share with someone but his Japanese language ability was too limited. On the way back to his room he passed a woman in dark sunglasses with a shaved head. She claimed she was German but looked more Indian and introduced herself as Shanti. He wasn’t sure what to make of her as she looked at him intensely with bright sparkling eyes.

“I understand you are a reader,” she said, to his great surprise as there was no way she could have known anything about him.

“Yes,” said Altair hesitantly, “I love books…”

“No, no,” she said with a laugh, “I meant a purveyor of the stars. A reader. A journeyer.”

This surprised Altair even more.

“I understand you see the stars like magic.”

Altair had never thought of it that way, so he simply nodded.

Suddenly he plucked up courage.

“Would you like to see how I do it?”

“I would like that very much.”

They had reached his room and it seemed only natural to invite her in so he did. There were no chairs so she sat on the tatami mat. He shuffled inside his pack and pulled out an old manuscript which he placed in front of her. He made tea which he poured and then sat down with her like two conspirators over a treasure map.

Ephemeris Chart

She didn’t look at the manuscript but merely said, “Ephemeris, and an old one at that.”

“Yes,” said Altair, “Suzie, my friend, gave it to me before I left for Japan. I’ve been studying it.”

“Do you know how to interpret it?”

“Yes, well, er, no, I kind of just feel it, like energy patterns.”

“Do you know anything about Vedic or Hindu astrology?”


“Well, you will, and a lot, one day. You are a moon seer.”

“How can you tell?” Altair was perplexed by Shanti.

“We are made of the stuff of stars,” said Shanti. “We navigate by the stars and astrology was the original science devised by ancients in order to understand the structure and movement of the universe. Spiritual cultures like Egypt, Babylonia, India, China and Mexico were founded on the cornerstone of astrology. Even social systems derived from it as in the rule of sun and moon kings and queens. Our birth chart is a mirror of our soul and its particular incarnation. It gives us the keys to the inner unfoldment of spirit.”

Shanti picked up the manuscript.

“So how do you read the energy patterns without a book or teacher to help you?”

“When I make my mind still by breathing in the central spine like Yogananda taught me then patterns become clear in my mind like a matrix. They look like energy grids, sparkling paths of the soul which appear like pictures connecting one to another in my mind.”

“Could I ask you to read mine?”

“What would you like to know?” asked Altair.

“Ask what I am supposed to be doing in this life, now, right at this moment?”

Altair found the page in the manuscript corresponding to the date that Shanti gave him. He knew he would not be able to see her rising sign immediately so just focused on the planets in the signs and let his mind go still. He closed his eyes and relaxed. Instantly a wheel, turning slowly, came into his mind’s eye as if he was seeing into a miniature picture of the cosmos when Shanti was born through a circular window. The stars and the planets formed a complicated pattern that slowly took shape like a mandala with light, color and sound. Altair watched it closely until it settled and he could see the configurations.

Altair looked closely at Shanti. It was as if both of them were caught in a trance.

“You are a healer and an artist, a dancer. You wanted to have children but couldn’t. Your totem is an elephant and you practice yoga daily, especially pranayama. Someone close to you has just died which is why you are here. You are a leader and will receive an inheritance on return. You are writing a book which is what you are supposed to be doing right now.”

“How did you know?”

“The way I see it, the planets are relay stations for the reception and transmission of stellar energies. They bring to us the forces of the cosmos itself. So I see planets in particular positions when you were born as portals, and open myself up to the energy of those portals in their signs, where the signs are like rulers of cosmic forces that originate from the stars. These forces determine the nature of the time in which we live and because we are so focused on the personal events in our lives we miss the great powers altogether. Like hungry fish pursuing prey, we are not deeply aware of the ocean or its current and flow. All I shared with you is what I see when I open up the portals and read the symbols as they flow through by tuning into the current of the ocean.”

“Thank you,” said Shanti, “for where I am now that was unbelievably accurate.”

Instead of leaving Shanti stayed sitting and pondering. Then she said, “Can I ask you for one more thing?”

Altair nodded.

“Today I went for a Shingon initiation. I don’t know why, I can’t explain it, I just went and did it. Can you tell me what you see? You may be able to shed some light on my true name and the path I am meant to follow.”

“No problem,” said Altair with a touch too much bravado as he felt the flow of cosmic forces enter him. It was easier now, as he had found before when he did a series of readings for his friends all in a row. Strange things somehow just manifested.

“I can see you already,” grinned Altair as if he was watching a movie. “You are in a line with many others. Blindfolded. A monk is giving you a flower to hold. You are being led to a mandala. It is shaped like a…”

Altair hesitated before continuing. “A Diamond…”

“The Diamond Realm,” confirmed Shanti.

“The Diamond Realm,” repeated Altair as if he were singing a refrain in a song with her.

“The flower is landing on a figure, a Buddha, the one you have the deepest karmic connection with, a woman, with 1000 arms.”

  “Senju-kannon,” said Shanti with a sigh.

Altair looked at her expectantly.

“Remarkable,” said Shanti. “I couldn’t hope for better confirmation. Do you know who you are?”

“Watashi wa jinsei ni tsuite benkyo shite imasu,” said Altair.

  “A student studying on the path of life,” said Shanti, translating the Japanese. “And a Naga.”

“Naga?” It was the first time Altair had heard this name.

“I have met only one before. A woman. An energy worker like you. In Canada. She could read a person’s body and diagnose them for all manner of ailments. A Naga is a manifestation of some aspect of the cosmos. Enormous responsibility and significant powers or siddhis come along with being a Naga so you must be tremendously careful. It will appear you do magic to other human beings. Patanjali was thought to be a manifestation of the Naga of eternity. Naga is an ancient energy so guard it well. A Naga can cross the place between worlds with remarkable ease and hear immortal whisperings in the ether. You are incredibly innocent, almost naive, so be careful who you trust and help. You will make many mistakes I am sure but that is all part of the path and must be cherished.”

Shanti reached into her pocket and took out a tiny charm.

“This is for you. Keep it safe.”

“I will,” said Altair and looking closely he saw the woman he had seen in his vision, Guan Yin, embossed in gold in a tiny oval locket. “Thank you.”

He slid it into the manuscript.

Shanti got up and went to the door. She turned one last time and bowed low with a look of deep serenity written across her face.

“Where are you off to next?” said Shanti. “India?”

“China,” said Altair, “on a scholarship.”

“I think not,” said Shanti, with a most bemused expression on her face. Then she quickly gathered herself. “Sorry, I have no idea why I said that. I just have a hunch. I hope you find success with whatever you do.


Ancient Chinese Bronze Gild Kwan Yin Guan Yin Boddhisattva Head Bust Statue on – Alibaba Group

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Sunyata – Buddhism




*Meaning “Pillar of Light blazing in the Unbound Space of Divine Mother’s Love”


How to be the Light?

Ask the Light to be your teacher.

“I” was stunned into silence and stillness today when in deep meditation this morning I heard a Source voice and then the luminous light syllable HRIH manifested spontaneously saying “I will be your teacher”.


In Sukhavati, followers receive precious Dharma teachings from Amitabha Buddha

It was very other-worldly.

I noted in the lives of the Tibetan Kagyu Lineage Masters that many began their lives reciting the mantra of Chenrezig OM MANI PADME HUM HRIH which arose spontaneously, such as the 4th Karmapa Rolpe Dorje.

The Dalai Lama says, OM MANI PADME HUM or Hail to the Jewel in the Lotus is found beneath the seed syllable HRIH which contains the essence of the Bodhisattva Way (the Archangel, Master or Elder Path).

HRIH is the seed syllable or Light Language Essence of Amitabha, Avalokiteshvara Guan Yin/Chenrezig/Kannon, and the Red Rite of Tantra Alchemy, which is the fire element and the inner fire of bliss or amrita.

Amrita represents great bliss union, usually of two deities such as Amitabha and Pandaravasini, Yeshua and Mary Magdalene, or as I experienced Metatron and Guan Yin.

OM AMI DEWA HRIH is the sacred mantra of Amitabha Amitayus Buddha and it is this Voice I heard.

This chant is known as the Dharani for pulling out Karmic obstructions by the roots and obtaining birth in the Pure Land, the Pure Land of Bliss, Sukhavati.

In Vajrayana “Secret Mantra” or the Alchemy/Tantra of Diamond Consciousness, Amitabha, Guan Yin’s Guru, is known also as Amitayus or Amida and is one of the five Dhyani Buddhas, who together with Amoghasiddhi, Akshobhya, Vairocana and Ratnasambhava represent the 5 wisdoms of the Buddha.

Amitabha is compassion and light, awakening through meditation.

This awakening brings deep awareness of emptiness (sunyata) of all things.

Amitabha Amitayus means Limitless Light or Infinite Light so this is the teaching I am being instructed in and it is that Love and Light and Compassion I always humbly offer to you through these meditations together.

Amitabha Amitayus is the Lotus Family “Father”. This family includes many of the most beloved Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, including Padmasambhava, Yeshe Tsogyal, Princess Mandarava, Avalokiteshvara Guan Yin, Tara, and Shakyamuni Buddha.

Those of the Lotus Family like many of us here, work for the enlightenment of all beings, manifest boundless compassion, welcome all to the Pure Lands, and help all gain entry to the Western Paradise, where Enlightenment is certain in this lifetime.


The Lotus Family’s most important technique is visualization of all beings through love, light and compassion as Buddhas and Christs and all the surrounding world as a paradise, One Universal Mandala, where wisdom, clarity and loving kindness serve as our guiding light in all circumstances.

Simply, when we truly see this, our enlightenment energy awakens.

To be a student of the light where the teacher or master is the Light itself is a very profound feeling and a deep realization.


I am a very lazy shoeless monk so when mystical vision unfolds itself like this it is a humbling revelation indeed.

Trust your beautiful heart that already has the seed of Light within it.

Follow your inner guidance, the path of pathlessness, the luminous gateway to the divine Light.

Breathing in “I am filled with divine love, light and compassion”

Breathing out “I fill all beings with divine love, light and compassion”

Continue breathing that way whenever you remember throughout the day, allowing the Light to enter and allowing the Flame of your Enlightened Heart to be the Light of the World for all beings.

Love and Blessings

Altair and Mother …

Red Lotus – Flower of Compassion & Passion, oil painting by Tran Thuy Linh

With deep and humble gratitude to HRIH, the Light Syllable of Amitabha, Padmasambhava, Guan Yin, Tara, Yeshe Tsogyal and Princess Mandarava.

I AM THAT I AM, אֶהְיֶה אֲשֶׁר אֶהְיֶה ’ehyeh ’ăšer ’ehyeh

I am here to do the work of Our Mother by walking the Path of the Bodhisattva, Archangel and Elder in assisting all beings to find Krishna’s Bliss, Christ’s Light and the Buddha’s Heart and Healing within.

gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā


“go, go, go beyond, go thoroughly beyond, and establish yourself in enlightenment”

Amitayus Pure Land

☆ ه ☆ ه ☆ ه ☆

ALTAIR SHYAM – meaning:

Altair (Eagle, Pillar of Heaven) and Nirbandh Shyam (Unlimited Light of Divine Mother’s Love) when I was given them I was told I would be ‘unbound’. So I AM.

☆ ه ☆ ه ☆ ه ☆ 

A teacher, healer and mystic guiding the Way of Love, Unity and Harmony for the New Gaia that we are co-creating. He teaches that We are the Way and that our freedom to be our True Self is the key to transformation. “The miracles of God lie within Us. We are the Light. We are the Temple of the One Chakra whose Awakened Infinite Light Body brings all our dreams into reality.” With deepest Love and Devotion to My Divine Mother, Lady of the Earth, Guan Yin (from the Sanskrit root Guanyin/Kuan Yin/Kwan Yin) The Divine Mother who perceives the Sounds and Cries of Mother Gaia and Her Children.

Pure Land Buddhism

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Art: Kusaba Kazuhisa




*Meaning “Pillar of Light blazing in the Unbound Space of Divine Mother’s Love”

☆ ه ☆ ه ☆ ه ☆

Vajrasattva Trilbu

Today I went with my family to the Temple of the Buddha.

This is a beautiful temple, one of my favorites in all of Japan, which has the Five Buddha Families present, so no matter what path we are on, we can find in the Buddhas Hearts and in ours one or more of the five supreme qualities that these Light Families offer to cultivate on our Path.

This could be the wisdom of reflection and diamond consciousness (Vajra Family), or calmness, equanimity, peace and love (Ratna), observation, radiant vision, radiant heart and mind (Padma), or perfect practice (Karma), or the teachings of our path, pure realms, mudra and meditation (Buddha).

I sat there in the temple for just a single breath, as my daughter was adamant we only sit for three seconds, which she counted out loud (she is a very strict master) and yet to my surprise I found the stream of kundalini flowing like a cool stream up my spine instantly in that short period of time.

Such is the wonder of power places, whether human-made or natural.

I was contemplating radiant mind and radiant vision and one morning earlier in the week I happened to be in an office before a meeting and had around 20 minutes just to sit undisturbed.

Buddha available @ FIZDI

I listened to the Calm App I use when I am traveling as I find it very soothing to do the practices.

I do it slightly differently than they suggest so I will describe what happened.

I integrate my Daily Practice as I listen and today’s theme was balance and nourishment.

As I have said before I find Yogananda’s Kriya practice so beneficial as it helps me to still the body mind.

So first I need to get the body to be quiet.

I do that through chair yoga, tensing and relaxing and stretching muscle groups starting from the head and working downwards.

Then calming the mind through awareness and mindfulness, which is basically what the Calm App tries to do.

So being aware of and paying attention to the breathing, breathing all the way in until the end of the breath and all the way out until the end of the breath.

The first three breaths I work with the nervous system energies using three Kriya breaths up and down the spine.

At that point my mind lies on a still lake and I surrender.

Surrender is a challenging concept for many of us which is why I have found study of the Dalai Lama’s Kalachakra Tantra and the Vajra practice of bliss and the wisdom of emptiness so very helpful as I have mentioned.

Basically I offer my entire practice and all I am doing for the benefit of others. So at this point my mind is sitting on the surface of a still lake.


And it can bring up the most challenging part of all.

To enter into the unknown.

So this time I did.

If I truly surrender everything at that point, and it does take many many attempts at practice, then the radiant mind and deathless state (or the clear light that manifests at the point of death) manifests in the Now.

So it happened again.

In two stages.

Thangka Tibetan Buddhist scroll painting of the Medicine Buddha @ dharma-haven

The first was, as I let go, my consciousness entered into a vast space, like entering a massive cave that has no beginning or end.

It is an awe-inspiring Vision/feeling as it is like the bottom dropping out of your consciousness as if you are on the top of a rollercoaster ride and as you start to drop you leave your stomach behind.

This is like that except you leave your self behind.

At this point two or three things can happen.

The space can get vaster until there is an explosion of light or sound or you suddenly realize you are in the space and the ‘I’ kicks in and pulls you back to consciousness.

Or as in this case, suddenly, like being struck by lightning, a magnificent vista opened inside the vastness, a radiant landscape, blinding and shocking to behold.

There is nothing like that experience on earth.

And so you realize all that has been spoken of by the Masters is true and everything is in your sacred heart and in the clear light of your infinite mind. God consciousness.

Vajrasattva statue

This in turn reminded me of the Medicine King, Bhaisajyaraja.

This Bodhisattva teaches us to have devotion, faith and gratitude for our path and all paths.

Once the Buddha was asked by a Bodhisattva from another world, how does the Medicine King travel between worlds?

In essence the real question was “How does the Medicine King manage to enjoy his journeys in this world and all worlds?”

The key is to know how to enjoy your journey as you walk your path of pathlessness.

Be more at ease.

Life is not a task to accomplish.

Nor is it a scheme or something we have to hurry.

We offer our work and service to others because we enjoy it.

We work without attachment to the outcome.

We work together in a spirit of freedom, liberation and joy.

We are unbound.

To success or achievement.

We do all this with a feeling of contentment or ease.

Like we are on a holiday.

The spirit of liberation is the medicine of the King and Queen in Our Divine Heart.

The Divine Being within us.

We practice non-practice, the action of non-action, doing not-doing.

When someone is in a poor state of being, consumed by negative thoughts, fear and anger, when they don’t have peace or understanding or inclusiveness, then their actions can be harmful.

The quality of our action depends on the quality of our being.

When we are calm, mindful, heartful, fully present, aware, then our presence means a great deal to others, even if we are not physically with them.

This is the essence of non-action.

Our presence becomes crucial for the well-being of others and the world.

We have to look into every moment to see the quality of being that arises from it.

My daughter reminded me of that when she made me meditate for just a single breath in one of my favorite places.

Look into every moment.

See the quality of being in every moment.




See, hear and feel what is happening to you in that moment.

See the quality of being.

Is it cool, warm, hot, calm, excited, agitated, fearful, filled with joy…

All of this and more is within the One Heart.

All of this is Medicine for the Divine King and Queen Within You.

Blissful Goddess art by Ananda Vdovic


Gain insight.

Meditate upon it.

Free yourself.

Love and Blessings

Altair and Mother ….

With deep and humble gratitude to one of my teachers Thich Nhat Hanh for his wonderful stories he shared with me about the Medicine King, Bhaisajyaraja.

I AM THAT I AM, אֶהְיֶה אֲשֶׁר אֶהְיֶה ’ehyeh ’ăšer ’ehyeh 

I am here to do the work of Our Mother by walking the Path of the Bodhisattva, Archangel and Elder in assisting all beings to find Krishna’s Bliss, Christ’s Light and the Buddha’s Heart and Healing within.

gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā


“go, go, go beyond, go thoroughly beyond, and establish yourself in enlightenment”

☆ ه ☆ ه ☆ ه ☆

ALTAIR SHYAM – meaning:

Altair (Eagle, Pillar of Heaven) and Nirbandh Shyam (Unlimited Light of Divine Mother’s Love) when I was given them I was told I would be ‘unbound’. So I AM.

☆ ه ☆ ه ☆ ه ☆ 

A teacher, healer and mystic guiding the Way of Love, Unity and Harmony for the New Gaia that we are co-creating. He teaches that We are the Way and that our freedom to be our True Self is the key to transformation. “The miracles of God lie within Us. We are the Light. We are the Temple of the One Chakra whose Awakened Infinite Light Body brings all our dreams into reality.” With deepest Love and Devotion to My Divine Mother, Lady of the Earth, Guan Yin (from the Sanskrit root Guanyin/Kuan Yin/Kwan Yin) The Divine Mother who perceives the Sounds and Cries of Mother Gaia and Her Children.

Lord Krishna by Tarun Krovvidi – CG Society

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Virgin of the Adoption

Virgin of the adoption painting by Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres 1858 – National Gallery of Victoria




*Meaning “Pillar of Light blazing in the Unbound Space of Divine Mother’s Love”


We are all born into divinity.

We are all Children of the Light.

We come into this life with the face of the divine child, a Christ Light, and we leave it with the face of the divine child.

“Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 18:3)

I would love you to share the continuum of your divine child from the face of your child before you were born to the child at birth, to where your child is now, to the child at transition to Her Father.

Here is my story.

I was born into a New Zealand culture that values freedom and a natural life so my initial journeying took me away from Aotearoa (‘Long White Clear Bright World’ in Maori) to the ancient Buddhist paths of Japan and the search for a guru in India.

My own path led me to Yogananda and the Dalai Lama at an early age.

Yogananda’s own beautiful life was a model for me to follow thereafter.

He was a true master who many of us know from his timeless classic ‘Autobiography of a Yogi’.

The Dalai Lama is familiar throughout the western and eastern world as a master of compassion.

It is from the fountain of their wisdom that these words spring.

Before I was born and before Mum met Dad, Mum, while in her early twenties was working in an orchard in Nelson, New Zealand.

There was an old Maori Tohunga (Hawaiian Kahuna), a woman healer, who came up to Mum out of the blue one afternoon while Mum was resting against an apple tree.

She took Mum’s hand, looked at her sternly in the eyes and said

“I want to tell you about your first son.

He will be very unique, mysterious, and experience many spiritual awakenings…”

Mum got a huge fright as she had no intention at that stage of having any children.

She ran off in a great panic at this prophecy but kept this memory precious which she told me many times as a child.

My earliest memories are of a previous incarnation.

I had clear recollections, between the ages of two and three through a dream** that assailed me every night for a year, of being a monk crossing a bridge, from which, as I fell, I heard the timeless chant of OM bounding across space.

That was the face of the child before I was born, a Tibetan Buddhist monk that I was in my previous life, who came back to me at the age of two through those dreams for a year.

I was with the Dalai Lama in that life before I died falling off a bridge into a chasm in 1959, after He escaped, defending the bridge to the Samye monastery* I loved against the Chinese forces.

Because I incarnated very quickly, just 2 years later in fact, in 1961, many of my past life memories remained intact.

That has been with me a long time, that knowing.

Statue Of Maitreya Buddha In The Recently Reconstructed Ganden Assembly Hall, Ganden Monastery, Tibet. © Premium UIG – Getty Images

At such a young age I woke nightly screaming and my parents, scared of epilepsy, took me to specialists to see if they could diagnose what was wrong.

The continuum of dreams finished at age 3 when a specialist suggested I was too hot and so Mum took all the blankets off and let me sleep without any clothes on.

The dreams stopped the night she did that.

The dreams were igniting the fire of inner bliss within without any real control or awareness at such a young age.

That fire set me up for a series of amazing experiences or Siddhis when I was very young.

I was guided from birth and right through those tender years by a Mother Superior, Kathleen Adams, who headed a Carmelite Order monastery in Australia.

She gave me a deep love of the Virgin Mary and told me I would be protected by Her all my life and “clothed in Her colors of blue and white”.

Virgin of the Adoption (detail) Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres, 1858

This has been true through my life in so many experiences I have had such as the Blue Light of Truth, the Blue Pearl, the Pure White Light of Being and the White Fire of the Holy Spirit.

She knitted me a tiny baby’s jersey in pure blue and white which I kept for many years after I outgrew it.

She also wrote me a Letter of Protection which I kept and recited for many years.

I still remember at just four years of age wanting to dedicate myself to Mary and Jesus.

I wanted to be Her Priest and His Son and say mass for my brothers and sisters and offer up the Eucharist.

I set up a small altar and prayer cushion at home in the lounge and prayed and said Mass every week with my brothers and sisters.

I remember the first prayers Mum taught me when I was little, just a few years of age.

“Matthew, Mark, Luke and John

Bless this bed that I lie on

Before I lie me down to to sleep

I give my soul to Christ to keep

Four corners to my bed

Four angels round my head

One to watch and one to pray

And two to bear my soul away”

When I was in my twenties I used this simple system of Archangelic protection to help burnt out healers to protect and heal themselves.

That deep faith, protection and connection to Jesus and Mary helped me drive out demons from friends who were possessed when I was 15.

When I was five years old I wrote to NASA asking if I could be on the first one way trip to Alpha Centauri, the nearest star system, as I wished to live and explore there.

They took my five year old star-being yearnings quite seriously and wrote back offering me the chance to join the space program when I turned 18.

I have met NASA scientists and astronauts many times over my life and shared my experiences with extraterrestrial beings and found they share the same thoughts and feelings about our star origins.

When I went to school the teachers called me Apollo because they said I had a smile like the sun.

My parents said the same, that I was such a contented baby and never stopped smiling and beaming at everyone.

For the first 25 years of my life people would ask me day after day and week after week if I ever felt down or negative because I seemed to exude perpetual happiness.

I understood from within that the smile was like the radiant light.

That happiness did not come to me.

It came from within me.

Divine Mother of the Clear Light Exercise

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Madonna of the Pomegranate is an artwork on USEUM. It was created by Fra Angelico


We are going to practice something together, if you are guided to accept this into your heart.

I have spoken of a similar practice in Activating the Clear Light of Being.

Click on above Link


It is called the practice of
The Divine Mother of the Clear Light.
How to share the Light.
How to become the Light.
Make that your intention Now as you read this.

“Breathing in, I AM the Light, Breathing out, I AM the Light.”

The whole key to final enlightenment is to be able to stabilize your practice so that at any point, even at the point of death, your awareness is bright, full of light and clear.

This shows the importance of activations or initiations.

You can take activations and initiations from a master, from your Self or from a Light Being like a Buddha or Christ or a member of your Light family.

Here is a practice to try to stabilize Knowing the Light in your day to day moments or meditations.

Try it right now.

Use your mantra to centre you if you need.

Use OM or Amen if you don’t have a personal mantra.

Look around you at the room.

Now look out your window.

What do you see?

Go out the door and look outside too.

Write down what you see…

Now Do it again but first Centre yourself in Silence and Stillness and chant your mantra internally for a few minutes until you feel it arise naturally in your heart.

This is Union with Presence

Then slowly open your eyes and still chanting internally repeat the same exercise walking so gently that you keep the Presence and write down what you see.

It is very Beautiful, is it not?

Filled with Love.

Your Presence, Your Light.

It is Your Presence.

It is Your Light that you are experiencing.

Very beautiful.

You are giving yourself Space.

The Wisdom of Space.

This is Union with Wisdom.

Now sit for a while.

Now that you have established Presence and Wisdom sit still and silent for a few minutes more.

This time sit as Divine Mother.

You are Her.

Divine Mother.

In whatever form She is to you, or formless, clear Light.

You could be Mary Magdalene or Guan Yin for example.

See the room again.

Write down what you see through Her Eyes.


Be still.

Be silent.

Let God the Mother fill you.

Fill your womb, your belly, then fill your heart.

This is Union with The Divine Mother of the Clear Light.

As you go about the day doing your daily things do them as God the Mother while you chant.

Do this as often as you can.


You are so beautiful.


You are filled with Love.

There is your Divine Child right there, in the Heart of Divine Mother.

This is the Child I AM Now and the Child I will transition when I AM in the Father.

“I came from the Father and entered the World.

In turn, when I leave the World I will go to the Father.” (John 16:28)

This is a very deep and profound shift into Presence, Wisdom through the Divine Mother Within.

You know how to do it now.

You need to practice so you can do it at will.

When you can do it at will, shining light for every living being, this is Union with Light.

Be the Light.

Shine the Light for All of Us.

Love and Blessings

Altair and Mother … ♥ 

Bodhisattva by Andre Smuts PhD on Sound Cloud


  • Samye Monastery

According to tradition, the Indian monk Śāntarakṣita made the first attempt to construct the Samye monastery while promoting his sutra-centric version of Buddhism.

Finding the Samye site auspicious, he set about to build a structure there. However, the building would always collapse after reaching a certain stage. Terrified, the construction workers believed that there was a demon or obstructive tulku in a nearby river making trouble.

When Śāntarakṣita‘s contemporary Padmasambhava arrived from northern India, he was able to subdue the energetic problems obstructing the building of Samye through Tantra and Alchemy.

According to the 5th Dalai Lama, Padmasambhava performed the Vajrakilaya dance and enacted the rite of namkha to assist Trisong Detsen and Śāntarakṣita clear away obscurations and hindrances in the building of Samye:

“The great religious master Padmasambhava performed this dance in order to prepare the ground for the Samye Monastery and to pacify the malice of the lha [local mountain god spirits] and srin [malevolent spirits] in order to create the most perfect conditions.”

He went on to say that after Padmasambhava consecrated the ground he erected a thread-cross — a web colored thread woven around two sticks — to catch evil.

Then the purifying energy of his dance forced the malevolent spirits into a skull mounted on top of a pyramid of dough.

His tantric dance cleared away all the obstacles, enabling the monastery to be built in 767.

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The dance was memorialized by the construction of Vajrakilaya stupas — monuments honoring the ritual kilya (purba) daggers — at the cardinal points of the monastery, where they would prevent demonic forces from entering the sacred grounds.

The building of Samye marked the foundation of the original school of Tibetan Buddhism, the Nyingma, the school I was initiated into by Sogyal Rinpoche. Padmasambhava’s Alchemic Tantra-centric version of Buddhism gained ascendence over the sutra-based teaching of Śāntarakṣita.

It is now universal, a true Sign of Union with Presence as to this day the Dalai Lama gives the Highest Yoga Tantra teachings, which we know as the Kalachakra Tantra, to all who wish to receive them, even offering their blessings over the internet.


** Dream Yoga

My dreams of water over the time I was writing this message to you, this week.

I am actively practicing dream yoga at the moment according to the instructions of the 2nd Dalai Lama and Lady Niguma the famed mystic Yogini, especially these past three days, as well as doing the Avalokiteshvara empowerment and initiation online with the Dalai Lama again.

It is very powerful doing it multiple times in real time as He is in Bodhgaya now doing the activation.

The first day I had the most beautiful dreams.

Three in a row were of oceans.

In one of them there were 5 of us, all Light dolphins, jumping through portals from Lemuria to Now in a vertical formation.

The second day, I had three more dreams of water and oceans including one where I was walking across water.

One of the other dreams was returning a beautiful rainbow fish to its home. The third one was traveling across a land filled with rivers and ponds with my daughter Maia where we had to choose between two energy biscuits, a ruby pink one and an emerald green one.

When we ate them (I chose pink and she chose green) we were able to move at super-speed across the terrain.

The third day was of water.

I stood on the banks of the River Anduin with the Wizard Gandalf.

We had been practicing Alchemy together.

He said to me

“All is well in the world of Elves and Wizards and Men.

And the power is restored to Ithilien and Lothlorien” as the Anduin surged beside us.

The basic practice of dream yoga if you want to try is fourfold.

It is pretty simple but requires dedication for quite a number of nights to reach perfection.

The first is to be able to recognize the dream as a dream.

To do this set a firm resolution before going to sleep to recognize any dream that arises as you are dreaming it.

The second is that you often wake up from a dream.

The key here is not to open your eyes even if you wake up and instead to think over and recapture the dream and go back into it as it is occurring as you start to fall asleep again.

You will notice you are doing that, as a dream-like quality arises.

You can even choose dreams.

The third is you get disturbed in the dream by confusing energy factors such as lust or fear caused by the mystic drop at your heart moving to the lower chakras.

The key here is to consciously bring the mystic drop back up to the throat chakra and then let go or surrender to the dream state.

The fourth is that you may not experience any dreams.

To help this set a firm determination to dream many dreams and to recognize them when they occur.

One night I woke with a blank mind and really thought I hadn’t dreamed anything.

I resolved to wait and listen and watch after dissolving into emptiness and as I was falling asleep the three dreams I had previously that I didn’t remember re-arose one by one so I was able to get up and write them down.

It was quite stunning to watch them manifest when usually I would be in the middle of dreaming them.

I also had two deja vu dreams where I was in the middle of the dream, dreaming, when I realized I had been there before and recognized the place and so felt that deja vu feeling within the dream.

So our sleeping and dreaming moments can be just as valuable to us as our waking moments.

Such is the teachings of the Great Lineage of Masters, the 2nd Dalai Lama and Yogini Lady Master Niguma.


The Rainbow body


Son Of Lord Krishna, Son Of Lady Guan Yin, conscious walk-in from the Pleiadian Dolphin Isle Daenkus.

I am here to do the work of My Mother in assisting both in Mother Gaia’s ascension and by walking the Path of the Bodhisattva in seeking Krishnahood, Christhood, Buddhahood and healing for all beings.

Love and Blessings from the Source. Stephen/Altair gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā ག༌ཏེ༌ག༌ཏེ༌པཱ༌ར༌ག༌ཏེ༌པཱ༌ར༌སཾ༌ག༌ཏེ༌བོ༌དྷི༌སྭཱ༌ཧཱ། “go, go, go beyond, go thoroughly beyond, and establish yourself in enlightenment”


A teacher, healer and mystic guiding the Way of Love, Unity and Harmony for the New Gaia that we are co-creating. He teaches that We are the Way and that our freedom to be our True Self is the key to transformation. “The miracles of God lie within Us. We are the Light. We are the Temple of the One Chakra whose Awakened Infinite Light Body brings all our dreams into reality.” With deepest Love and Devotion to My Divine Mother, Lady of the Earth, Guan Yin (from the Sanskrit root Guanyin/Kuan Yin/Kwan Yin) The Divine Mother who perceives the Sounds and Cries of Mother Gaia and Her Children
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A bodhisattva statue in Shangri-La Songzanlin Monastery. Getty Images




Diary of a Yogi 7th October 2017

What I share below is common to all of us.

We are all rare immaculate beings.

We all journey daily through portals of energy with the potential to connect heaven to earth.

We all are deities within.

When you read, please interpret with your own eyes and ears so that it makes sense to you and uplifts the wisdom in your own path into the Light and Love we all share in the One Heart.

Many people ask me, how is it you see these visions or why do these ascended masters visit you or how can you call star ships from other worlds or converse with dolphins, manifest pearls from the Heart of Guan Yin, see the future, know past lives, heal people or dream things into being?

Buddha Guanyin by Kwanyinbuddha @ DeviantArt


And I say I know not, “For your Father knows what things you have need of, before you ask Him” (Matthew 7, 8) and tell them Tolstoy’s story of The Three Hermits where the Bishop tries to teach three holy men how to pray The Lord’s Prayer correctly and when they forget and walk across water to ask him to forgive them and correct the error of their ways the Bishop says “Your own prayer will reach the Lord, People of God, it is not for me to teach you.”

So when I share, let your own ears listen and take what will benefit your own prayer most so that the Lord might hear us all more clearly.

As many of you know I have been traveling in Japan, from the Pagoda of the Five Elements in Nikko to Guan Yin’s Sacred Rainbow Bridge, from the Thunder God’s peak at Mt. Hotaka into the Noble Warrior’s mountain range.

I was gifted with visions twice of the Rainbow Bridge and then once from each of Dudjom Rinpoche who manifested Hayagriva (wrathful Heruka, the fiery form of Amitabha) and the Venerable Master of Masters Jamyang Khyentse who said
“This marvelous and immaculate life, is rare as an Udumbara Flower, and like the sun and moon, it floods Jambudvipa with a blaze of Light”


One of the reasons Our Divine Father and Mother may wish me to receive these messages is simply because the path of Christ, Krishna, Buddha and Divine Mother I follow has its source in Babaji and His sister Mataji (through Krishna) who are also mahasiddhas revered in Tibetan Buddhism as well as Hinduism. The mahasiddha or Great Ones traditionally are the root teachers of Indian and Tibetan Tantra or Alchemy. Kriya Yoga that Babaji and Yogananda brought to the West that I was trained in is one of the three classes of Tantra taught in the Dzogchen and Nyingma traditions that I was also trained in. The Dalai Lama is also a teacher of these traditions. The other Masters I have received visions through are also part of these traditions and it is a great honor to receive Rainbow Visions at any time in my life from them.

These visions in turn were gifts from Princess Mandarava, Pandaravasini, the divine consort of Amitabha, whose terma I have been absorbing and has left me in tears this week. It is Her Light that is activated in my Heart and that radiates through the power of these Masters. None of this is ‘my’ doing. In the moments of vision I am like the sky, empty, silent and boundless.

Blessed Silk Brocaded Wood Scroll Tibetan Thankga Vairocana Buddha of the Sun @ Ebay

Additionally Jamyang Khyentse instructed me in my previous life as a monk at Samye Monastery before I passed away in 1959 during the Chinese occupation. So it is only natural that He would reach out to me here.

I was initiated many years ago into Dzogchen and Nyingma by Sogyal Rinpoche who was recognized by Jamyang Khyentse as a Terton (discoverer of Terma or hidden teachings) and the connection to me is therefore very obvious. Many Tertons use Twilight Language (a Light Language which is incomprehensible to anyone not destined to receive the hidden Alchemy or Tantra teachings) to transmit the secrets through symbols codes and sounds. Many of you already know how to use and receive these transmissions.

Padmasambhava, Yeshe Tsogyal and Princess Mandarava are mahasiddhas in the Dzogchen and ancient Nyingma traditions.

Princess Mandarava like Christ, Buddha and Krishna performed many miracles and left a record of her struggles and triumphs as an authentic historical Buddhist Master.

Here is Her gift to us…

We are wisdom Buddhas.

In absolute truth our fundamental nature is the supreme wisdom of emptiness.

We are the supreme consort of whoever we devote our hearts to, when we uphold that deity’s enlightened noble qualities.

By the blessings of Avalokiteshvara Guan Yin we will care for all beings as our own.

We will lead all beings to liberation.

The manifestations of the infinite One are inconceivable so in our turn we reveal them in whatever manner is necessary for an individual’s mind and karma.

Vairocana Buddha Thangka @ Buddhist Images

We are the sons and daughters who reveal all these various paths.

As above, so below.

And ultimately “above” and “below” are nonexistent and One.

We are the basis of All That Is.

In the limitless expanse of space, loving kindness is expressed for all beings in all dimensions and on all worlds who have been our parents.

We care for all beings with equanimity, just as a mother protects her child.

We know how to stop, and listen deeply to our own hearts, so that we can eliminate at the root any negative thoughts and feelings so that they do not latch on to our physical body.

Our inner guru, awake in the crown of our head and in our heart, enables us to receive sacred breath, secret, wisdom and absolute empowerments.

We see the actual absolute perfect deity awakening within us.

In the channels and winds of the gross and subtle bodies we draw vital energies into the central energy channel through the sacred breath.

The primordial wisdom fire blazes with clarity burning and merging chakras and elements into One.

Through the union of method and wisdom, sun and moon, the divine nectar, Amrita, descends.

Bliss and rapture are perfected.

We carry the sacred flame of enlightenment, the miracle of the inner fire of bliss, within us.

Let it shine.

This is the mantra of the Heart Sutra, the Prajnaparamita Sutra, the Sutra of the Blessed Mother.

Udumbara flowers


Gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi swāhā

Go beyond your self, go beyond what you know, go beyond the breath, empty yourself, bathe yourself in the miracle of the fire and bliss of Divine Love and Light.

Love and soul blessings

Altair and Mother …


Son Of Lord Krishna, Son Of Lady Guan Yin, conscious walk-in from the Pleiadian Dolphin Isle Daenkus.

I am here to do the work of My Mother in assisting both in Mother Gaia’s ascension and by walking the Path of the Bodhisattva in seeking Krishnahood, Christhood, Buddhahood and healing for all beings.

Love and Blessings from the Source. Stephen/Altair gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā ག༌ཏེ༌ག༌ཏེ༌པཱ༌ར༌ག༌ཏེ༌པཱ༌ར༌སཾ༌ག༌ཏེ༌བོ༌དྷི༌སྭཱ༌ཧཱ། “go, go, go beyond, go thoroughly beyond, and establish yourself in enlightenment”


ALTAIR SHYAM – meaning:

Altair (Eagle, Pillar of Heaven) and Nirbandh Shyam (Unlimited Light of Divine Mother’s Love) when I was given them I was told I would be ‘unbound’. So I AM


A teacher, healer and mystic guiding the Way of Love, Unity and Harmony for the New Gaia that we are co-creating. He teaches that We are the Way and that our freedom to be our True Self is the key to transformation. “The miracles of God lie within Us. We are the Light. We are the Temple of the One Chakra whose Awakened Infinite Light Body brings all our dreams into reality.” With deepest Love and Devotion to My Divine Mother, Lady of the Earth, Guan Yin (from the Sanskrit root Guanyin/Kuan Yin/Kwan Yin) The Divine Mother who perceives the Sounds and Cries of Mother Gaia and Her Children.


Gratitude to artists & photographers for their beautiful art. Any queries, please contact me, Shekinah 



With each step a flower blooms – walking with the Buddha and Guan Yin in Japan – Altair Shyam


A Goma ritual performed at Chushinkoji Temple in Japan – See details below


With each step a flower blooms – walking with the Buddha and Guan Yin in Japan


Diary, 3rd January 2017

Still on holiday and wishing you all a very blessed and prosperous, healthy and magnificent New Year. It is tradition in Japan over the first few days of New Year to visit the shrines and temples of Japan to offer thanks, prayers and offerings to the gods (Hindu shrines) and deities (Shinto shrines) and buddhas (Buddhist Temples) for the blessings of the New Year. Each day we have been to different temples and shrines so it is a real treat with lots of yummy food from the different localities to tempt our mortal palate afterwards. The temples have different goma or fire rituals to ward off any negative karma you may be carrying over from past lives or the past year. It stems from the Vedic Agnicayana Ritual, and is both trance-inducing and a very profound experience. One of them we were able to attend was at Guan Yin’s temple in the hills in a very isolated part of the countryside with Taiko drums beating and mass chanting of Guan Yin’s Heart Sutra by the priests so it was very moving. It is also a tradition to see a temple ‘reader’ who can read spirits or Tarot or palms or auras and energies so we have done the same over successive years. This year they commented on the power of our family connections, particularly the deep strong luck our daughter Maia is carrying with her this lifetime!

Love and blessings

Altair and Mother


Byodouin Temple Kyoto Midnight 2017


NOTE – Goma ritual performed at Chushinkoji Temple in Japan

The Goma (護摩) Ritual of consecrated fire is unique to Esoteric Buddhism and is the most recognizable ritual defining Shingon among regular Japanese persons today. It stems from the Vedic Agnicayana Ritual and is performed by qualified priests and acharyas for the benefit of individuals, the state or all sentient beings in general. The consecrated fire is believed to have a powerful cleansing effect spiritually and psychologically. The central deity invoked in this ritual is usually Acala (Fudō Myōō 不動明王). The ritual is performed for the purpose of destroying negative energies, detrimental thoughts and desires, and for the making of secular requests and blessings. In most Shingon temples, this ritual is performed daily in the morning or the afternoon. Larger scale ceremonies often include the constant beating of taiko drums and mass chanting of the mantra of Acala by priests and lay practitioners. Flames can sometimes reach a few meters high. The combination of the ritual’s visuals and sounds can be trance-inducing and make for a profound experience.



Son Of Lord Krishna, Son Of Lady Guan Yin, conscious walk-in from the Pleiadian Dolphin Isle Daenkus.

I am here to do the work of My Mother in assisting both in Mother Gaia’s ascension and by walking the Path of the Bodhisattva in seeking Krishnahood, Christhood, Buddhahood and healing for all beings.

Love and Blessings from the Source. Stephen/Altair gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā ག༌ཏེ༌ག༌ཏེ༌པཱ༌ར༌ག༌ཏེ༌པཱ༌ར༌སཾ༌ག༌ཏེ༌བོ༌དྷི༌སྭཱ༌ཧཱ། “go, go, go beyond, go thoroughly beyond, and establish yourself in enlightenment”


Altair Shyam

Altair is a teacher, healer and mystic guiding the Way of Love, Unity and Harmony for the New Gaia that we are co-creating. He teaches that We are the Way and that our freedom to be our True Self is the key to transformation. “The miracles of God lie within Us. We are the Light. We are the Temple of the One Chakra whose Awakened Infinite Light Body brings all our dreams into reality.” With deepest Love and Devotion to My Divine Mother, Lady of the Earth, Guan Yin (from the Sanskrit root Guanyin/Kuan Yin/Kwan Yin) “The Divine Mother who perceives the Sounds and Cries of Mother Gaia and Her Children.”


This entry was posted in Altair Shyam on January 3, 2017.

The Five Provinces of the Kingdom of Heaven – Altair Shyam


ART : Lotus by iizzard @ DeviantArt – from a 11th /12th century wood carving of Guan Yin


The Five Provinces of the Kingdom of Heaven

Your questions…

What is life, how do we live life, and why it is eluding us? Or is it really eluding us?

are pure, deep and profound.

I spoke to Sumire, my wife about them.

Here are our hearts for you.

Life, simply, is being here with love and compassion, with what is beautiful and healing in our hearts. Life is to realise the Kingdom of Heaven that lies within us, and through that to see the Kingdom of Heaven that is already alive around us, in every person, in everything.

How do we live? Our practice begins with ourself. How can we love without truly taking care of, being kind to, and loving ourselves? How can we truly love, take care of and accept others without loving ourself? So love yourself, and love your neighbours. In doing that you ARE loving God.

Why is life eluding us? We are kings and queens reigning over the Kingdom of Heaven within. That Kingdom is divided into five provinces. Generally speaking we are not that responsible as rulers because we don’t have much training. The guide books are there but we don’t pay attention. We run away and watch television and flip through the internet. We engage in gossip and rarely deeply listen to what is going on. The province of the body is misused, the province of pleasant and unpleasant feelings is divided into good and bad feelings (which we push away), the province of perception is rarely recognised and the province of thoughts and consciousness whirls around like a herd of wild horses, barely ever stopping to be still and calm. There is a lot of suffering and pain within those territories which has not been looked at, so we are hesitant to approach the governors of those districts and have kind and gentle discussions with them.

There is a Bodhisattva within however, an adviser to the King or Queen that has great wisdom. Mindfulness and heartfulness, she says, can restore peace and equanimity in the Kingdom. The mindfulness and heartfulness we are speaking about can be found walking in the garden or eating at the dining room table, when breastfeeding your baby or sharing those intimate moments with your partner or friends. This mindfulness and heartfulness is a Mother energy, who arises to care for her baby energies, whether the baby is angry or whether the baby is sad, whether the baby is happy or whether the baby is hungry. Whether the baby is born or living or dying the Mother is always there, caring for Her baby.

Mindful and heartful breathing is the energy and light of the Kingdom of Heaven, the Bodhisattva and the Mother all rolled into One. You need to love ALL your subjects in the Kingdom. This is the work of the Holy Spirit.

The Holy Spirit is found in the present moment, in the here and now, in the gift of your own mind and heart.

To see deeply you only need to take the time to practice to be still with the Holy Spirit’s energy, the Bodhisattva within.

Psalm 46 “Be still and know God”

When you are still you find the God-Self.

The Buddha said “She who is silent like a gong which is broken, knows stillness.  She reaches freedom, where there is no more striving.”  v 134, The Dhammapada


Buddha – Calmness Painting by Priti Parikh @ NOVICA


When you are still you find freedom.

We need to learn how to be still enough to allow the water to flow to the ocean and the light to arise and enter the heart.

How do we do that?

The answer is right in front of us.

We learn how to allow our thoughts and feelings and body sensations to arise with deep kindness.

If you were able to see the light of Christ or Buddha you would welcome it with great love and kindness would you not?

It is the same with thoughts and feelings and body sensations.

They are part of your path, including those about birth, life and death, feelings that are pleasant and unpleasant, comfortable and uncomfortable body sensations.

Usually, we accept some thoughts as good and reject others as bad.

What would happen if we allowed what was in our consciousness to arise and welcomed each thought, feeling, sensation with the same love and kindness as we would the light?

Here is a way to begin.

Start now with your breath.

“Breathing in, I am breathing with great love and kindness. Breathing out I am breathing with great love and kindness.”

When you think another thought, notice it, observe it deeply, be loving and kind to it, then return to your breath of love and kindness.

You notice something don’t you, when you are still and quiet and calm enough?

There is another ‘you’ that nourishes and watches and witnesses these thoughts as they arise like a Mother.


Mary Masters of Compassion Silk Painting by Sheranda Ann Kumara @ Sheranda Silks

Sheranda says … “The Mary Masters of Compassion have hugs to share with all. All Mary Masters, united in oneness and purpose, have a powerful love that is unconditional and inspires self-empowerment and spiritual growth. The name Mary is synonymous with Mother.” 

The breath of love and kindness, the flow of life which is without a self, is your true Self, the water, the light. The thoughts that arise are the waves, the things which teach us. The things that the light is illuminating.

All of this is part of your path, all leads you home, all is one in the unity of the Christ and Buddha consciousness.

Both Christ and the Buddha healed. They healed through love and compassion. They healed through touch, through Being with people, through the Presence of the Holy Spirit, through love and compassion.

So can you. Heal yourself.

When you observe deeply the rising and falling of the breath and the feelings and the thoughts you see their impermanence and emptiness and fullness all at the same time.

You see the continuum of life, what comes before and after, the face before birth and the face after death.

You learn about the sacredness of life and how to live with sacred intention and you let go of the illusion that we are separate and that there is any ‘separate self’.

I am in you and you are in me.

You are the Christ, the Buddha to me.

Love and soul blessings

Altair and Mother



Altair Shyam


Altair is a teacher, healer and mystic guiding the Way of Love, Unity and Harmony for the New Gaia that we are co-creating. He teaches that We are the Way and that our freedom to be our True Self is the key to transformation. “The miracles of God lie within Us. We are the Light. We are the Temple of the One Chakra whose Awakened Infinite Light Body brings all our dreams into reality.” With deepest Love and Devotion to My Divine Mother, Lady of the Earth, Guan Yin (from the Sanskrit root Guanyin/Kuan Yin/Kwan Yin) “The Divine Mother who perceives the Sounds and Cries of Mother Gaia and Her Children.”


This entry was posted in Uncategorized on October 31, 2016.


See Link to artist’s Sheranda Ann Kumara’s website, above.

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