#ausar

⚠️: jealousy, unresolved tension, emotionally loaded sibling dynamics, passive aggression, emotionally confusing friendships, angst, barely masked feelings,

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🎞️|| you grew up across the street from the thompson twins—your built-in best friends. but childhood closeness doesn’t protect you from grown-up confusion. Ausar kissed you once and never talked about it, and Amen watched you fall in love with someone who looks just like him. All while being in love with you.

“Your energy feels so damn good to me.It picks me up, don't wanna come down. You got me spinning all around”

It had been a while since you’d been over to the twins’ house.

And not by accident.

You told yourself it was just a phase, a breather. Told them you were just busy with work, school, life. But the truth sat heavier than that. You were distancing yourself—on purpose. From both of them.

It had stopped feeling innocent. You started feeling like a barrier between them, the tension obviously thick. 

It was easier, once upon a time. Easier when your thing with Ausar was just flirty banter and harmless late-night convos. He was magnetic, and he knew it. Always had something slick to say, always tried to get you to smile, to look at him a little too long. You played along because… well, you liked the attention. Who wouldn’t? It never went past that. And deep down, you knew why. Convenience always was a killer of young girls belief in love. 

You used to think you were equally close to both of them. But when you really thought about it, it was always Amen who really felt like your best friend. Amen who you texted late at night when you couldn’t sleep. Amen who showed up when you didn’t ask, just because he knew you needed company without having to say it.

Of course Ausar did the same but as you got older the intentions behind it changed, it wasn’t brotherly love it was lust.

And when that realization finally hit—when it clicked that the feeling in your chest wasn’t friendship anymore—you panicked.

You stopped texting. Stopped calling. Made up excuses. Skipped game nights.

You didn’t want to be that girl. The one who ruined a whole friendship by catching feelings.

But Ausar noticed. Of course he did. He was a whore but he was a thoughtful one.

He called one night out the blue, voice already tight. Told you he felt like something was off. Like you were pulling away from Amen, and especially him, and that didn’t feel fair.

“I just feel left out,” he said, direct like always. “Like y’all got some whole other thing goin’ on that I’m not part of.”

You promised him that wasn’t true. Told him it wasn’t personal.

But it was.

It was personal as hell.

You didn’t know how to be around them both anymore without feeling horribly. Without letting something slip in a look, a laugh, a little too much silence where your body leaned toward the wrong twin.

So you stopped seeing either of them. You stopped going over to their place. Stopped replying. No big blow-up, no dramatic exit—just silence. A slow fade. You figured that was gentler. Cleaner. Let them cool off, maybe figure it out without you being the spark every time they flared up.

At least, that was the plan.

Until Amen pulled up to your house.

He couldn’t take the hint.

At first, it was texts. Just a “you good?” here and there. Then calls. Short ones. Late ones. He left a voicemail once—something quiet and irritated like he was trying not to sound like he cared too much: “You could at least tell me why. I ain’t do shit to you, you know that.”

You didn’t respond.

You couldn’t. Not without risking the same cycle.

But Amen didn’t do space well. And one night, he just… showed up.

You heard the knock. Not a knock, actually. Just the rattle of your front door handle like someone already knew you were home.

“Amen?” you called through the door, already annoyed.

“Open the damn door.”

You didn’t. “What do you want?”

“I want you to stop acting like I did something.”

You opened the door halfway, enough to see the irritation pinched between his brows. Hoodie on. Chain visible. That quiet frustration swimming in his eyes.

“You can't just pop up here.”

“You can just go ghost?” he shot back, brushing past you before you could stop him.

“Amen—seriously—what are you doing?”

He was already pacing in your living room, hands in his pockets, like he was searching for calm. “You really think that’s fair? That you get to vanish and I—we just gotta eat that?”

You leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “I didn’t vanish. I pulled back. For both of y’all.”

“You ain’t do it for both of us,” he muttered. “You did it for you and  that would’ve been cool—if you actually told me.”

You looked away.

“I asked you if I did something wrong, and you said ‘no.’ You disappear out my life after 22 years, and I’m just supposed to respect that?”

“Yes,” you snapped. “You are.”

He scoffed. “I know why you stopped coming around. It’s not even about me, but I’m the one standing here while you treat me like I messed up.”

“You didn’t mess up,” you said, voice softening. “That’s the whole point. I just—I didn’t wanna keep being the reason you two go into it. I thought backing up would let you figure y’all shit out without me in the middle.”

Amen stared at you, face unreadable for a moment.

Then quietly, like he hated even asking, “So why you leaving made shit so much worse?”

You didn’t have an answer for that. Not one you could say out loud.

He never let you go, you wanted him to come, even ignoring his messages didn’t stop you from checking your phone every night. You just shook your head and turned away. 

He stepped closer.

“You can give me the silent treatment all you want. I would’ve never told you about us arguing if I knew this would be your solution.”

“Ion want nothing else Y/N I just want you to stay.”

You swallowed hard.

“I didn’t think you’d keep trying.”

“Why the fuck wouldn’t I?”

It was a Friday—still light out but late enough to feel like the weekend—and you were halfway through a skincare routine when the knock hit your door.

You weren’t expecting anyone, but the second you peeked out the window and saw two familiar heads of hair and plastic bags in hand, your stomach dropped.

You opened the door slow, towel still wrapped around your head, face dewy and confused.

“What the hell…”

“We come bearing gifts,” Amen said coolly, PlayStation tucked under his arm, bags full of snacks in the other. “You’re not gonna make us stand out here, right?”

“I told him you’d be mad,” Ausar added, shouldering his way past you like he still had full access. “But somebody said you needed cheering up.”

You blinked at them.

Amen gave you that calm, unreadable look. Not quite smiling, but soft. “We miss you.”

You tried to hide the way your chest clenched at that.

Ausar was already flopped across your couch like it was his own. “If your floor’s dirty, I’m playing on the counter.”

You stood there for a second too long, towel slipping slightly, heart doing laps in your chest.

Amen stepped inside with quiet ease, brushing past you with a scent you knew too well. Fresh soap, something warm beneath it. Familiar and safe.

You didn’t stop him.

The air had been tense since the second controller passed to you. The banter was too sharp, Ausar’s ego too loud. Amen, as usual, had kept his mouth shut and his body close—sitting low on your bed with his arms stretched behind him like he wasn’t fully tuned in. But you knew better. You felt him watching you. Clocking every shift in your tone, every change in your body language.

You were mid-game when Ausar said it, again.

“You really gon’ pick his team every time, huh?”

You paused, not even blinking. “We winning, aren’t we?”

“That why you stopped coming around?” Ausar scoffed, sitting forward. “Y’all must have been practicing a lot without me?”

Amen sighed. “Man what…”

“No, let him talk,” you said, setting the controller down. “Clearly he got somethin’ to say.”

Ausar leaned back on his elbows. “I already said it. You ghosted both of us—but somehow Amen still ends up in your house. So what’s up with that?”

“I told you I needed distance.”

“You said it wasn’t personal.”

“And I didn’t lie,” you snapped.

Amen sat up straighter. “Y/N…”

“Nah, don’t stop her now,” Ausar cut in. “She’s finally being honest.”

“You want honesty?” you barked. “Okay. You played with me. That’s why I stopped coming around.”

Ausar’s mouth dropped open. “Played with you how?”

“You flirted with me for years, let the lines blur, and every time I got close, you reminded me that I was just the friend. You messed with my head.”

“Oh, so I’m a manipulator now?”

“Um yeah?,” you said flatly.

And then Amen spoke.

“She’s not wrong.”

You both turned.

Amen was leaned forward now, hands clasped, finally looking up like he couldn’t stand being silent anymore.

“You knew exactly what you were doing, Ausar. You just mad now 'cause she saw through it.”

Ausar blinked. “Wow. That’s crazy coming from you.”

Amen tilted his head. “What’s crazy?”

“You think you innocent?” Ausar barked. “Nigga you been playing the long game since jump—sittin’ quiet, bein’ her ‘safe space’, like that don’t count as manipulation too.”

Amen’s voice dropped. “I don’t do that shit cause I want her, that’s just want friends do? Do you hear yourself?”

You raised your eyebrows. “Amen…”

But Ausar was already on ten. “Nah, fuck that. You been in love with her, bro. Don’t even lie. You played the patient card hoping I’d fumble. And now what? You her savior?”

Amen stood up. “Patient card? Good God, do you even know what platonic means?”

Ausar scoffed. “You think she respects you? You’re just convenient You think she want you?”

“Ausar, shut the fuck up,” you said, stepping between them.

“Oh, but I’m the problem, right?” He pointed at you now. “You really sittin’ here acting holy like you wasn’t playing us both. Like you wasn’t eatin’ up the attention.”

You rolled your eyes. “Please. If I wanted both of y’all, I could’ve had both.”

“Wow,” he said. “What a way to be a slut as per usual Y/N”

“Say it again,” you warned.

He held your stare. “You’re. A. Slut.”

You were in his face now. “We’re bestfriends. If anybody know my body, it’s y’all. Be the same ones out here fuckin’ every girl in the world and then reporting back like it’s ESPN.”

Amen didn’t flinch. “Don’t bring me into that.”

You snapped toward him. “I didn’t say you. You think I don’t know the difference?”

Ausar raised his hands. “You choosing now, I’m just the bad guy?”

“I’m choosing me. Y’all been beefing and using me as ammo. Fuck that, if I’m coming between y’all, I don’t need to be here.”

“You never answered the question,” Ausar pressed, now petty as hell. “You want him?”

You turned your back on him. “Grow up.”

He laughed bitterly. “Cool. Take Amen home then.”

#Ausar father of #Heru husband of #Auset

Osiris, originally known as Ausar, is a pivotal figure in ancient Egyptian mythology. He's the god of the afterlife, resurrection, and eternal life, and his story is a captivating tale of betrayal, love, and redemption ¹ ² ³.

Osiris was the first pharaoh of Egypt, ruling with wisdom and justice alongside his sister-wife Isis. He brought civilization, laws, and agriculture to the people, creating a golden age. However, his brother Seth, driven by jealousy and ambition, orchestrated a tragic end to Osiris' reign ¹ ² ⁴.

Seth tricked Osiris into a coffin, sealed it, and threw it into the Nile River. The coffin drifted to Byblos, where it was embedded in a tamarisk tree. Isis, determined to revive her husband, searched far and wide, eventually finding the coffin. She brought Osiris back to Egypt, but Seth discovered the body and dismembered it, scattering the pieces across the land ² ³ ⁴.

Isis, with the help of her sister Nephthys, Anubis, and Thoth, reassembled Osiris' body and briefly revived him using magic. During this moment, she conceived their son Horus. Osiris, now incomplete, became the ruler of the underworld, while Horus grew up to avenge his father's death and reclaim the throne ¹ ² ³.

*Key Themes:*

- *Resurrection and Renewal*: Osiris' story symbolizes the cycle of life, death, and rebirth, reflecting Egypt's dependence on the Nile's flooding.

- *Kingship and Succession*: Osiris' reign and Horus' ascension model the ideal pharaonic succession.

- *Order vs. Chaos*: The conflict between Osiris (order) and Seth (chaos) represents the eternal struggle for balance ¹ ² ⁵.

Would you like to explore more about Osiris' symbolism, his role in ancient Egyptian culture, or perhaps the significance of his story in modern times?

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This image is a classic alchemical illustration drawn from the Rosarium Philosophorum, a 16th-century alchemical text associated with the Hermetic and Paracelsian traditions of Western alchemy. Entitled: “Rosarium Philosophorum” (“The Rosary of the Philosophers”) Date: First published in 1550, Frankfurt

In this post, we will examine a striking alchemical diagram that evoked profound parallels to the Kemetic mystery traditions of Ausar (Osiris) and Auset (Isis). This visual encoded a universal mystery: the cyclical process of death, dismemberment, sacred reconstitution, and divine birth. In this separate sacred text, we revisit and refine our insights from that exchange, layering them with mythic resonance, esoteric symbolism, and diasporic remembrance.

Burning of the Phoenix: Echoes of Dismemberment and Restoration, The Symbolic Breakdown

First, let's decipher the meaning behind the objects displayed within the image:

Lets start from the top:

Death with scythe and compass. This represents Chronos/Saturn/Set, god of time, harvest, and death. The initiator of the Nigredo phase (the spiritual dismemberment of Ausar). The compass signals sacred geometry, measurement of soul work.

Raining of Divine Wisdom

Next to the left of Set or Father time with the Scythe, we see Seven droplets symbolizing divine wisdom, alchemical stages or planetary spheres, the seven sacred metals, and the seven holes in the human head. One may easily skip over the hidden shape being formed by the water droplets themselves. Here, we find another cube, or at least a hexagonal structure. Here's the hidden meaning: These drops are often interpreted as essences, distillates, or divine tears and are usually associated with the element of Water (🜄), or the Spiritus Mundi descending. The hexagon is the 2D projection of a cube, the very structure we see grounded at the bottom of the image. It is also the structure of ice, the crystalline form of water. It is the shape of honeycomb, the sacred architecture of nature. The hexagon often associated with the Merkaba which is the spiritual light-body vehicle in many esoteric traditions, made of interlocking tetrahedra (fire + water, spirit + matter). Heavenly water or wisdom crystallizing into divine form are what these water droplets are here to represent. Spirit into salt. Idea into matter. Emotion into structure.This is the descent of Mercury into Form. It is the spiritual wisdom (Sophia in Gnostic Traditions, Auset in the more ancient) into the crystallized cube at the bottom. These droplets form the tears of Auset as she wept Ausar's dismemberment into the sacred 13 pieces where sacred grief becomes medicine [Read Symbolism of the number 13 here]. In solid form (ice) and in structured or “coherent” water, water naturally forms hexagonal lattices due to hydrogen bonding. When water freezes under normal conditions, it forms hexagonal crystals. This is why snowflakes, without exception, have unique 6-fold (hexagonal) symmetry. This geometry maximizes space efficiency and stability. In liquid form, especially near hydrophilic (water-attracting) surfaces like biological tissues or quartz, water clusters into temporary hexagonal rings.This is the basis of “structured water” or “exclusion zone (EZ) water” as discovered by Dr. Gerald Pollack. This geometry maximizes space efficiency and stability. Hexagonal structures are believed to act as information carriers, like liquid crystals. This structure is thought to act as an electrical and vibrational medium, connecting water to memory, intention, and spiritual charge. In metaphysics, water's hexagonal structure is tied to:

Memory (water retains imprint)

Emotional resonance (moon-ruled, water = feeling)

Sacred messages (i.e. Dr. Masaru Emoto’s work)

Divine Spark: The ignition of Spirit

With the presence of the fireball, we can infer it to equate to active sulfur or divine spark (the spiritus). Here we see the shape is less static than the shape of the water droplets. Its spiraling and swirling nature mimics the calculated expansion of the Golden Phi Spiral, nature's divine ratio in motion. This flame is the force of transformation, not destruction. It subtly mirrors the kundalini coil, the ouroboric serpent, or even the internal fire of the Philosopher’s Stone. The spiral-like shape suggests motion from lower to higher planes, a kind of ascension or awakening through the fire.

The droplets and fireball echo duality in the opposite expressions found practically everywhere in nature. This image also teaches the correlation between the Feminine principle, water, the moon, and the left brain and the Masculine principle, fire, the sun, and the right brain.

Center: Triangle with Phoenix. Triangle = Fire and spiritual ascension. Sulfur (🜍)= Active male principle, willpower, the soul animating presence, combustion. Phoenix = Putrefaction → Resurrection, Symbol of Ausar reborn, soul purified by fire. Reminiscent of Ausar's rebirth and transformation into Heru. Red Cross beneath = Matter & spirit intersect, echoing Venus or sacred womb. Spiritual transformation through ordeal.

Moon and Sun flanking Mercury (☿) Sol and Luna= The Divine opposites: masculine/feminine, consciousness/subconscious, solar/lunar, light/darkness, giving/receptivity, etc. Mercury(Spirit / Mind) Mediator of opposites, the one who joins as the reconciler-androgynous spirit, the medium of transformation.This is the hieros gamos (sacred marriage) in symbolic form.

Cube on the ground: Represents Prima Materia or the base material. It is the alchemical salt 🜔, the principle of form,The body, the Earth, the vessel of transmutation, earth, matter, and body. The material world. It is fixed, crystalline, and represents the manifested world, the physical vessel, or structure through which spirit and soul move. Groundedness, the material plane ready to be transformed. It is the foundation,the stable platform for the sacred alchemical union above. The cube is geometry made matter,sacred form. It represents the perfection of structure, and symbolically it is often seen as the crystallized divine.

Together the image of sulphur (fire, mars), mercury (air) , and cube (earth) represent the Tria Prima. These three elements combine in the alchemical process of transmutation and rebirth: physically, spiritually, emotionally. Here we can interpret the alchemical symbols through a Kemetic lens to mean Sulphur= Ausar/Heru, Mercury=Tahuti, and Salt= Geb. In another way, we can decipher the relationship between sulphur, mercury, and salt to have relation to the common phrase "Mind ☿ over Matter 🧊" . But this phrase is gravely incomplete and leads those into having trouble actualizing this truth. By examining the Rosarium Philosophorum, we can extract the complete and holistic phrase to mean, "Mind ☿ over Matter 🜔/🧊, but Will 🜍 over all." This shows a deep relational understanding by an infamous occultist who came up with the phrase, "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law."

Wild Flowers Bloom:

Fertility after transformation. Echoes Auset’s magic: life returning after dismemberment. Also relating to Ausar's known attribute as the Green Neter or the Green Man. The Neter of great harvest, who's death coincides with the flooding of the river Nile and the fertilization of the Nile Valley thereafter. These flowers are code for the fruits of this work that will be granted upon completion.

Although the flowers are not hyperealistic, here's what we can infer seeing as there is 7 of them, 4 on one side and 3 on the other starting from the far left :

1. Nigredo (Blackening) – DEATH OF THE FALSE SELF - Baby Blue Eyes (Nemophila menziesii)

The Blue Flower is likely resembling Baby Blue Eyes (Nemophila menziesii), especially in the flattened, wide-petal bloom and soft blue hue. Here, Baby Blue Eyes would symbolize the innocence before the work begins. It can also be interpreted as the emotional clairvoyance needed to enter the alchemical process. Possibly the aspect of the Divine Child or sacred vulnerability that precedes initiation. Baby Blue Eyes acts almost as a threshold keeper to the Work—soft, unassuming, but watching everything. Like the "seer flower" of the whole mandala.

Negredo Stage: Calcination

Planet: Saturn ♄

Metal: Lead (Pb) and Iron (Fe)

Element: Fire

Planet: Mars ♂ and/or Saturn ♄

Spiritual Action: Destruction of ego and pride

Process: Burning down the false personality and illusions of control

Symbolism: Ashes, skulls, flames—what no longer serves is burned away

Modern Inner Work: Shadow work, ego death, confrontation with anger or destructive habits

Baby Blue Eyes (Nemophila menziesii) Spiritual Correspondences:

Element: Water; Planet: Neptune or Moon (depending on tradition)

Tenderness in divine sight

Innocence of the mystic child

Eyes of the spirit-world Softness as protection

A plant of emotional openness, but also psychic shielding by gentleness

Spiritual Note: Blue flowers often represent the Quest for the nearly impossible, like Blue Lotus).

2. Albedo (Whitening) – PURIFICATION THROUGH SPIRIT - Buttercup (Ranunuculeae)

Based on the positioning of the five petals of the yellow flower to the right of the baby blue eyes could be, I believe it to be Buttercup. If we place Buttercup as part of the flowers of the alchemical process, it would represent recognition of the Inner Light. This is the soul realizing it has a radiant seed within. Not yet action, but awareness of vitality.

Albedo Stage: Dissolution

Element: Water

Planet: Moon ☽

Metal: Silver (Ag)

Spiritual Action: Melting of hardened identity; releasing rigid structures

Process: Ego falls into the subconscious; emotional waters flood

Symbolism: Flood, drowning, dreams, the unconscious

Modern Inner Work: Grief release, letting go, emotional purification

Correspondences: Surrender, innocence, visionary insight, purity of perception.

Associated with spiritual opening and ego disintegration.

Buttercup carries a softening energy, befitting for the breaking down of false identities.

Spiritual Correspondences of Buttercup:

Element: Fire tempered by Water

Energy: Self-worth, perception of one's beauty/power, gentle ignition

Child-like innocence and hidden self esteem

Use in spiritual traditions for truth telling , symbolizing the light one reflects.

Appears in fields humble, but radiant.

This would correspond with the beginning of "Sublimation" or "Calcinatio", where emotional matter is heated gently by inner realization. The fire is still low, not the purification blaze yet, but you are learning to identify the golden parts of yourself.

3. Trillium (Trillium erectum)

According to its three petaled shape and red to pinkish hue, and its stamen, I believe this flower to be the Trillium. Trillium is sacred to both First Nations herbal traditions and European folkloric healing, especially among the Algonquin and Celtic peoples. It is also Known as birthroot or wake-robin. It was used for:

Protecting birthing mothers

Healing feminine wounds

Grounding spiritual initiation in embodied form

Its esoteric meaning could be interpreted as:

Triadic wholeness representing spirit–soul–body, past–present–future, maiden–mother–crone.

Initiation bloom: a signal that the soul is standing at the Threshold of Becoming

Carries the feminine trinity frequency, related to Isis/Auset, Brigid, and in neo-traditions Hekate

It resembles a spiritual doorway ora temple gate between mundane love and consecrated union. Based on its placement as the third flower to the left, Trillium marks the moment where the initiate must move from light flirtation and protection into spiritual discernment and oath-taking. This is where the Work begins. No more games. No more half-hearted offerings. This is the sacred vow point. In magic this flower can be used for:

Spiritual commitment

Soul-oath forming

Bloodline healing (especially of mother-daughter lineage)

Guardian spirit evocation

4. Blue Lotus (Nymphaea Caerulea)

Those rounded, lush petals, the radiating symmetry, and the proximity to the cube all point to something ancient and sacred. I believe this flower tk be the one and omly Blue Lotus. This is temple-born. This is sacred depth.

Stage: Conjunction

Divine union, heart-mind-spirit integration, dream wisdom

Notes: Classic alchemical symbol—bridging opposites and invoking spiritual resurrection.

Spiritual Correspondences:

Origin: Nile Valley, Kemet (Ancient Egypt)

Spiritual Awakening – the blue lotus rises from the mud, untouched by it, and opens each day with the sun. A direct metaphor for soul evolution and divine emergence from matter

Symbol of Auset (Isis) – the Netert associated with resurrection magic, sacred scent, erotic wisdom, and ecstatic trance

Bridge of Realms – blue lotus is used in spiritual rites to bridge the conscious with the subconscious, waking with dream, and mortal with divine.

In Kemetic temples, it was used in ritual to induce trance, spiritual travel, and connect to ancestral memory.

Used before initiation, divination, or ritual courtship

Planet: Moon (trance, dream, water) + Venus (beauty, erotic sacredness)

Element: Water; Chakra: Crown + Third Eye

Deities: Auset, Heket, Hathor, Nuit

This flower beside the cube is no accident. The blue lotus represents the soul’s readiness to merge with form; to manifest sacred knowledge into the material world without losing its divine source. The cube being salt (body, earth, crystalized memory) leads one to interpret the blue lotus here as the flowering of divine consciousness through the body. Where the body becomes the living temple. This is the moment in alchemy where the soul doesn’t escape matter, it suffuses it. This stage indicates one is no longer just learning, but is becoming. Anchor spirit into body, vision into breath, trance into truth.

5. Orange Rose (Rosa)

With the fifth flower, I had a bit of trouble determining if it were an orange rose or ranunuculus. Considering the fifth state of the alchemical process being Coniuncto or Hieros Gamos, also called the Sacred Union. This is the stage corresponds with:

Planet: Jupiter

Metal: Tin

Principle: Expansion, vision, wisdom

Alchemical Stage: Fermentation – spirit entering the matter

Meaning: Divine insight, higher mind, “flower of heaven”

Sulfur and Mercury unite through Salt ( or in other words where

Masculine and Feminine polarities are fused (Sol + Luna)

The Soul (represented by the Phoenix) rises from its trial by fire transformed

The cube (Salt) becomes the altar, and the Phoenix is resurrected Sovereignty

The central Mercury glyph (☿) reveals this union of opposites. It’s the stage of alchemical marriage — not courtship, not seduction, but vowed union through transmutation. For this reason, it is associated with the Orange Rose over the Ranunculus. Heres why:

Spiritually, the orange rose symbolizes sacred union, fertility, and passion made holy.

It’s a long-time emblem of Rosicrucian mysteries and the marriage of soul and spirit.

A rose is open, nothing being hidden, representing readiness, vulnerability, and divine integration.

For these reasons, I believe it properly corresponds with the fifth stage of the alchemical process or Coniuncto. When one has emerged from purification (calcination), dissolution (solution), fermentation (death of ego), and coagulation. Now comes integration and embodied love. It resonates with the cube (Salt) as the stabilizing vessel of the divine union.

6. Iris (Iris Germanica)

The petals curve downward, droop like the heavy robes of a priestess or mourning veil. The structure is upright and dignified suggesting maturity and spiritual finality. The deep indigo-blue coloration is typical of Iris flowers, especially the Iris germanica, which was used symbolically in medieval and Renaissance alchemical texts. Named after the goddess Iris, the Greek messenger between gods and mortals, often associated with rainbows this flower becomes a perfect symbol for bridging heaven and earth, soul and matter. Iris is connected with divine messages, transition, and the arrival of clarity at the end of spiritual trial. Often found near water, it maintains a symbolic bridge between purification and revelation. Iris signifies that one has passed through dissolution, death, and resurrection. The Iris represents the return of clarity, but grounded. The mind and heart are no longer in conflict. Spirit is fixed in the vessel of the self. It is the flowering of the soul after surviving fire and water. This phase of the alchemical process corresponds with:

Planet: Mercury

Metal: Quicksilver

Principle: Communication, transformation, fluidity

Alchemical Stage: Distillation

Meaning: Vitality, motion, intellectual spark

7. Snowdrop (Galanthus Nivalis)

During the final stage of the alchemical process, Coagula, the Red King is crowned; the stone is made.This final stage of alchemy represents:

Wholeness, integration, enlightenment

The soul fully incarnate in the body

Spirit and matter united, no longer in tension

The Philosopher’s Stone, truth revealed through life

While deciphering the potential candidate for the flower corresponding with stage 7, I encountered great difficulty. I could not find an exact match as to what the image could be, but based on my information gathered regarding the alchemical process, the appearance of this flower, and its properties, I have settled in the conclusion that the seventh flower could potentially be Snowdrop. Here's why. Based on the fact that snowdrop blooms through snow, it symbolizes resurrection, victory over death, the return of light. The three inner petals + three outer equate to the sacred geometry of the hexad, heaven and earth in harmony. Its drooping posture is reminiscent of humility, surrender, the enlightened soul that bends, not breaks. Its white color being a metaphor for purity, clarity, soul reborn without distortion. Because it is born from frozen ground it mirrors the spirit fully reborn within the body, despite hardship. Its bell shape is related to the call to awaken, divine signal of completion. Delicate but hardy , Integration doesn't require force, just aligned strength. Its Moon-aligned blooming Echoes divine timing and cycles.

Spiritual Correspondences:

Associated with Imbolc / Candlemas, the light returning to the world

Said to have sprung from the tears of Eve after exile from Eden; first mercy in a fallen world, which reminds one of the tears being shed by Auset after the "falling" of Ausar

In Slavic lore, represents death overcome by love and truth

In folk magic, it is a flower of protection and pure-hearted spells

I'M DONE, for now. Day 31 Wesir/Ausar. Happy Halloween and Samhain!🥳

"In the analysis of the Egyptian Mysteries, the light of the/ our Arcane knowledge, we find that the corner-stone of knowledge which was actually a wisdom gained through initiation —had its foundation in the certainty that the first great cause for existence itself was spirit; that the first and only element was the Soul, and that this Soul existed eternally and filled infinity.

By the power of its Will, the Soul divided itself into emanations or many separate or individual Souls, and being from God, or part God— its own inherent capacity for creation, the unresting, or eternally restless element of force, was evolved.

Following this came matter which, moving on the ocean of chaos, created form and evolved or established order.

Hence said, with truth—and those seeking to attain the ultimate should remember this saying in all its applications— that "Order heaven's first Law," because confusion or chaos always follows disobedience. He who refuses to obey this Law will be destroyed.

In the order of creation, the fiery particles of matter ascended. It is written that "heaven" is above. To form the luminous bodies, the heavier bodies descended and ultimately separated into earths, seas, plants, animals and, finally, into the entities which became men.

This "earth plane" what we know as "hell," or the temporal — the ever-changing and constantly-suffering plane of existence. the below into which Souls fall to gain wisdom and understanding experiencing both joy and suffering."

Excerpt from - The Mysteries of Osiris or Ancient Egyptian Initiation by R. Swinburne Clymer