Netzach

NETZACH

Netzach means "victory", and is associated with the emotions.

This is the world of feelings.

Netzach corresponds to the planet Venus, and is particularly associated with pursuits such as art, music and dance.

I also associate Netzach with beautiful scenery and walks in places of beauty - whether in the city or the country - but as walking is also a physical pursuit, I've included it in the sphere of Malkuth instead.

Netzach is associated with the idea of surrendering to the energy around you, and just taking a back seat and enjoying life. This is closely related to Taoist ideas, as well - the idea of yielding.

On these pages, I've included Bristol (because it's my home town and I love it), and sacred sites.

 

Bristol

Sacred Sites

 

Experiencing Netzach

If you've ever fallen in love, you've already experienced Netzach. If you've ever experienced total and utter despair, you've already experienced Netzach. Netzach is the world of feelings - which as we know, can be very intense at times. The following meditation is not designed to be that intense - it's a lovely way of just letting go and relaxing. This meditation is my variant of the "Three Friendly Deities" meditation in the astonishingly good "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook for the Urban Warrior: A Spiritual Survival Guide" (see Bibliography). This book is so good, I definitely recommend that you buy at least two copies of it. Modify this meditation to include your own personal deities!

Netzach exercise - Three Friendly Deities

It's early in the morning, just before dawn breaks, and you're swimming in a warm, moonlit tropical ocean listening to the waves breaking, and bobbing up and down with them. You see the psychedelic purples and pinks in the sky as the day breaks, and hear the sounds of the seagulls as they circle around.

It's nearly time for breakfast, and Rita is just opening up her café on the beach. You see her setting the tables on the beach, getting the parasols ready for another warm day as you walk out of the water and slowly up the beach, the cool sand on the soles of your feet. She smiles and waves to you, and you wave back happily as you walk up to the café. You sit down at a beach table, and she brings you a freshly squeezed orange juice, a strong espresso with a perfect crema on it and a freshly-baked croissant. You sit watching the sunrise, and you and Rita sit down chatting and drinking. Not only does she run the perfect café, she's also a great friend and confidante, and always helps you out if you're in trouble and gives you a hug when you're down.

After breakfast, you hug goodbye and start to walk up the cliff path. You peer into the crystal cave and look at the sparkling citrine and amethyst on your way up, until you reach the plateau at the cliff top. The red glow in the sky gets stronger - not just from the dawn hue of the sun, but from the light reflected on the magnificent crimson palace on the top of the cliff. You walk through the beautiful scented gardens to the doors of the palace, which being made entirely of polished ruby coming as it does straight from a fairy-tale, sparkle in the morning sun. The prince walks out, smiling, to kiss you tenderly. You really appreciate him - you have total trust in each other; he's your best friend, your lover - and such a fashionable address, too! You sit in the gardens cuddling each other, listening to the waves breaking far below, the seagulls crying, and Rita's uninhibited hoot of laughter as she relates the rather dubious joke about the goat and the watermelon to the clientele yet again.

You're going to be having lunch with the prince at the palace later, and decide to go for a stroll before lunch. You kiss "au revoir", and walk along the plateau a short way to the foot of the mountain, and start to walk up the steep mountain path. You climb and climb, the invigorating mountain air filling your lungs, until you are nearly at the snow-capped peaks at the top. You pass the cave with the hermit and acknowledge him with a smile and keep climbing until you reach the summit. Golden eagles soar overhead, and you stand awe-struck at the magnificent view over the other mountains, and the lakes in one direction, and the ocean in the other. You absorb the view, unable to find words, and you are aware of a presence - your guardian angel stands next to you, a benevolent if scruffily-dressed Merlin-type character with mischievous eyes and a beard you could hide a badger in. You feel absolutely safe, and there is no need for words - you are moved beyond them.

When you feel ready, you can descend the mountain again. I tend to come down to the appropriate level - if I'm intending to do a different sort of meditation, or a tarot reading, I'll stay at the top of the mountain. If I am going to socialise, or a friend needs a shoulder to cry on, I'll come down to the palace and stay there. If I'm going to do physical exercise - a long walk, or playing badminton, or doing T'ai Chi - I'll come down to the beach again.

The great thing about this meditation is you can do it whenever you want, it's better than the description in the holiday brochure, and it's completely free of charge. And you get a friend, a lover and an angel of your choice into the bargain!

 

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