Apollo and Pythia

Aπόλλων
Πυθία
Belvedere Apollo. Marble, Roman copy
Priestess of Delphi, J Collier
Apollo, god of light and the sun, truth and prophecy,
medicine, healing, plague, music, poetry, arts, archery,
creator of light and energy throughout the universe.
Pythia, the Priestess of Apollo in the Oracle of
Delphi, seated atop her tripod over the mystical
vapors inside the holy mountain, Parnassus.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Pabu

When I was two I had an imaginary playmate.  That's what my Mom called him, and she told me I had named him Pabu.  I'm glad she reminded me about this once or twice long ago, it helped me remember the experience.  But I did not name him, he was just Pabu.  I remember being outside in my front yard shouting his name and he answered back from the distant hillside:  "Pabu!"  . . .  "pabu."

Pabu taught me to read.  I read a couple of books when I was 3 or 4 but then I learned that reading was hard so I had to forget it and then learn with the rest of the kids.  But by then I had a head start.  He taught me some arithmetic too, and later I learned that was hard also and the same thing happened.  Pabu was a good teacher and a good friend.

But I began to understand some nonverbal messages that my friend was not real.  So I kind of moved away from Pabu, didn't specifically stop believing but just gradually thought about him less.  He understood it, and was disappointed.

Many years later I've become interested in contact with spirit guides, guardians and such - and have met some powerful beings - and I began to wonder about Pabu.  So I asked for him one day and he came freely and easily to say hello again.  His light is a brilliant yellow, almost white.  His presence is warm and loving, wise and helpful, supporting, tender.  We were together before I was born.  He is my oldest friend.

We have just begun to talk again in the past few days.  He will have things to tell me that an infant could not have understood, and together we will enhance an original intelligence which can be obscured by adult rationality.

So another journey has begun.

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