The Revelation of Inquiry
Celestial Codex » Xypaetia
Earth: Alexandria, Egypt (373 CE)
As she watched him intently, awaiting his gift, Hypatia tempered her wits, excitement, and respect for her father. Upon this 18th birthday, he declared a celebration in recognition of her intellectual victories as his student: one who would come to exceed his understandings, and catapult the influences of mathematics, astronomy, and philosophy to new levels. As he crossed the intricate mosaic of his office floor, he did so with a ceremonial stride. Leaning over a rose-stained shelf to expose a hidden door, he unchambered a narrow, wide cedar box, adorned with golden trim. It appeared substantial in his hands, and she wondered as to its mass:
“17… 18… 17.65 Mina? But if the box is mostly empty… and if the contents are perhaps made with wood, a musical instrument, a scroll?”
Her neurons were firing like the midnight sparks of a meteor shower.
Theon approached, slowing his pace, looking at her squarely and addressing her with an air of gracious command:
“My dear, sweet daughter, you are the first of women to receive this blade, and quite possibly the last. There is no saying where history will take us, and what futures may come. What is certain, however, is how we are meant to use this instrument, you and I. It is not a weapon for barbarians, nor for clergy, or governments. It’s a tool meant to cut through something much deeper, and more elusive. It is to dispel illusion itself: those held by us, by others, and our world at large. There is a notion that 'the truth' can be found. This is not the case in my view because objective truth does not exist; this is because it points to a static understanding of a fluid, changing reality which is influenced by its observer, and is therefore instantly nullified upon its admission.”
“I am aware that you have come to understand this, even only at the dawn of your adulthood. It is for this reason, that I have decided to award you with my sceptre; it is a secret gift given to me by my lineage, and is now to be yours. There are those who think it's foolish to commend individuals of a feminine nature, or to commit them to the realms of the intellect. But I have made it clear to my peers, that this thinking is rubbish. Rubbish, not only because you are my daughter, or that I recognize myself in you; it is because I see the 'you' which resides within, and she is not masculine, nor is she feminine: she simply is.”
Hypatia took notice that she hadn't blinked for about a minute. As she made the gesture, she didn't dare stray from her father's gaze. He continued:
“As I see it, given the trappings of a feminine figure, you have a philosophical advantage which positions you to challenge the meagre egoistic pursuits of male status, domination, and submission. You will (by your nature), invalidate their plights, cancel their false perceptions and pursuits, and render them beholden: indefensible to receive the only thing closest to 'truth', which is absolution. Absolution from the construct which holds them from the reality of experience, and the Organic Light itself. The subjective experience is the most honest lens from which any of us may perceive the Cosmos. Much like you and I are both firmly planted here upon this planet, we can only view our universe from where we stand. Thus, we must always consider the influence of our limited personal perspective, factoring it into our quest for greater understanding.”
“I praise you now, daughter of Theon, child of Sophia, by presenting you with this heirloom. Hypatia: you have always had the gift of cutting through to the matter, bringing clarity and light through an unnaturally mature temperament, which has impressed both myself, and those you have touched. I bid you to meditate upon its materials, to observe its craftsmanship, allowing it to be a talisman, a touchstone for your studies. It should also serve as a reminder of your nature, and your capacity to align yourself with the massive powers of this universe, and with the Aeons themselves.”
Hypatia surprised herself with an involuntary giggle of pure excitement as he had her open the box. The weighted pommel was most prominent to her, boasting an auspicious five-pointed star embossed on a circular golden surface. The grip felt like a type of soft leather, stained with a pinkish burgundy. Moving up was a beautifully gilded hilt, which she felt had a particularly feminine quality. The blade, wider at the base, extended almost like a wand approximately 2 Cubits (juIn Gnostic theology, "Aeonic" refers to qualities of Aeons, divine emanations from the supreme God (Monad or Bythos), existing in the Pleroma, the realm of divine perfection. Aeons are eternal spiritual entities embodying divine attributes like wisdom or creativity. The term "Aeonic" denotes their timeless, transcendent nature. For Aeonic goddesses, such as Sophia, it emphasizes their role as divine feminine figures within the Pleroma, representing spiritual essence or wisdom. Their attributes shape Gnostic narratives of creation and redemption.st shy of 2 feet) to a curved, narrowing point. It had the delicate quality of something made to manage stationery, but clearly a Damascus pattern weld.
Theon felt such pride for his daughter, and the artful intellectual she was becoming. He sensed that just maybe her pure heart could soften those who had become stiff in his profession, returning them to a place of original passion and exhilaration for their craft. He recalled the early days when he would be up late with friends and colleagues, researching, musing, and discussing the possibilities of everything. Likewise, he wished that perhaps a day would come when the politics of education would fan away, bringing passion back to the Institution itself. As she studied its form, Hypatia could perceive the symbol she's been given in context of her larger life pursuits. She would keep it nearby in her studies as a reminder of her own psycho-spiritual constitution, and of the ardent connection with her father.
The Goddess of Mystic Revelation
Closely related to the historical figure Hypatia, the Matriarx Goddess whose name is written “Xypaetia” (pronounced: “z’eye-pay-sha”, or “zee-patch-ee-ah” in the traditional dialect) stands ready, and ever present to life’s most brilliant discoveries.
As she peers into the visible universe, the Goddess of Mystic Revelation extends Her awareness, inquisitive essence and deep passion for learning to all who stand in the beam of Her attentive gaze. Those who can bear the beauty, and the weight of understanding as they hold back the currents of conclusiveness, have the chance to see, perhaps, a momentary blink through Her eyes.
Cutting through the veils of illusion with Her double-edged sceptre of discipline and discernment, nothing remains unnoticed; Xypaetia holds the scroll of knowledge as she balances information with understanding. This opens a treasure trove of revelation and mind-altering experience. Those who align with Her energies, understand a more profound experience of 'truth' as a concept. Truth, is not a static, outward event, but a visceral witnessing from the perspective of one’s own genuine faculties. It is to say, “I see this, without obstruction or intrusion because I understand myself enough to include my position as part of the equation. I can, therefore, observe without scrutiny or unnecessary bias and to the best of my ability, with the senses I have been given.”
The vortex of Xypaetia’s Realm, draws to it the keenest of intellects, and the most passionate of inquirers; there is a quality of richness and satisfaction for those aligned with Her influence. For, as we go deeper into any experience, the seed within becomes lucid, opening the flower of awareness, bursting into a fractal of light which illuminates the Galaxies.
You may find yourself insatiably curious, and compelled (beyond reason) to dig deeply into a subject which excites you. Captured by your subject, you align with the Aeonic powers of the Goddess Xypaetia herself. As you scan through, and weigh the meaning of your discoveries, consider that it may be She who is observing it along with you. To hold a purely open mind, means to allow your true Self to come forward and make authentic contact with what you are observing. This creates a ripple in space and time, adding your unique perspective to the Cosmic Weave, which contributes to the shape of reality itself.
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