The Sapphire Song
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Todd Erick Pedersen
Todd Erick Pedersen is a poet-essayist and novelist whose writing strives to evoke the cross-section between our dreams and the spirit, with a natural sense of wonder and the turning seasons of the Earth. Thus, his poems, his essays, and his stories are an invitation to any reader to explore this timeless terrain for oneself. His home is in the beautiful Bitterroot Valley, in Stevensville, Montana.
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The Sapphire Song - Todd Erick Pedersen
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ISBN: 978-1-4525-9745-4 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4525-9746-1 (e)
Balboa Press rev. date: 10/28/2014
CONTENTS
Prelude: The Radiant Dawn
Book I Metaxaeus and Akasha
Book II The Soul of the World
Book III A New Direction
Book IV The Great River
Book V Maya
Book VI The Passionate Earth
Book VII Dream of the Wind
Book VIII The Rains
Book IX Legendary Stone
Book X On Towards the Sea?
Book XI Light and the Body
Book XII Meeting
Book XIII Another Journey
Book XIV Quest
Book XV The Wheel of the Stars
Book XVI Not a Word to Say
Book XVII Riddled Hearts
Book XVIII Spirit of the Earth
Book XIX The Word
Book XX Approaching the End
Book XXI Unraveling the Threads
Book XXII Akasha is Summoned
Book XXIII Metaxaeus is Called
Book XXIV The Remaking
Epilogue: The Sapphire Song
PRELUDE
The Radiant Dawn
T ell me a story .
S aid the shining arc of the One, to the last radiant dawn….
Sing me a song.
Said then the freedom of the stars, to the cool blue of the Earth….
And, Ask me a riddle.
Said finally the white light of the moon, to the ceaselessness of the sea….
Weave in the dream of the world, withal the meaning of love, and the Ever-Quest, for the still small voice in the wind, which is the whispering Spirit of God….
BOOK I
Metaxaeus and Akasha
M etaxaeus at last began to look up. To glance up from his long orison, his lengthy space of meditation while sitting down beside the old well. He looked upwards for the first time that morning and as it were directly into the sun’s uplifting light, its first tilting rays. As though tranquilly meeting its gaze. He then looked away into the changing skies further off in the distance: the mighty sheets of rain just a little ways away. But for now there were only those first rays of morning sunshine, just spilling over the lips of the distant mountains, like a kind of fine wine, to flood the land. There the spreading, emergent rays of daylight tilting over the whole countryside like some bright illumination to be bestowed upon the waiting world. For Metaxaeus, this morning already felt different, different to him from other mornings in which he kept the same routine as today; for this particular morning he felt within himself a strong premonition, causing him to tremble for a moment, that the things which he had grown used to would soon be changing for him, and changing in every way. He was a youth who would swear that he had already learned much, much about the land, the village, the country, and the people whom he had walked amongst ever since the early days of his childhood. But also, and more importantly to him in his heart, he had learned much about a certain natural state of quietude within; indeed, had even heard once from a wise person a specific name given to this particular state of quietude, though he could not now think of what it had been.
So today, as every day, Metaxaeus had spent his morning there, pre-dawn, sitting down beside the well, and proceeding quietly and conscientiously with a sort of peaceful descent into himself, and thus learning from the fountain there. There drinking in his own illumination. Because for Metaxaeus, meditation had, even in the days of his early youth, already become a cultivated way of life.
So what kinds of things had he learned, then, aside from this state of quietude, and at such a young age, from this inward fountain of life?
38776.pngAbove all he had learned a kind of wakened dreaming, crisp in its always arising, undaunted ceaseless flow. Though also he had learned that beneath the flow lies a perfectly still center, not unlike that of a rose or a lotus: a sleeplessly unfolding and yet still-centered flow, like a river and its source, or an almighty rush that is ever irrupting from the timeless moment. And he had learned that this wakened dreaming had to it a kind of tendency towards the world, a tendency that, he thought, seemed to be to merge with the world around him, to merge in coincidence and a kind of serendipity.
From sitting daily down beside the well, Metaxaeus had learned all this. In the early hours before dawn and sitting silently and conscientiously alone with himself, he had learned at an early age whatever there was that he now realized about life.
38774.pngBeginning to grow uncomfortable at the sight of the gathering clouds, the thunderheads forming along the horizon, Metaxaeus at last stood up from his morning orison and began to walk in the direction of his home in the village. Occupying his thoughts as he went was the question of how to fulfill his plan to leave from his village without disappointing his father and mother, as well as the problem of how he was going to find the work that he would need in order to gain a living.
He knew himself to be one who lived in his dreaming; a young man who spent the watch of his afternoons and his evenings, and oft even his midnights, attuned to the dreams continually roiling their way into and through his thoughts, and teeming within his psyche. The one thing he knew that he could do, though, if given the chance, the one doubtless ability that he had in his possession, was to work wonders with stone. For he could see an image, or often even a train of images, in his mind’s eye, and could then take that image and realize its shape faultlessly into a piece of stone.
He knew neither how to read nor write. Nevertheless he thought that if he could find a way to use his handiwork to show to the world, or at least to those nearest and dearest to his heart, the inmost workings of his soul, that then perhaps he might even become famous for his art, the curiously bespoken truth into stone.
Again, this is what he knew how to do: he knew how to take from that fountain within and to soak up its knowledge and then how to communicate this truth through the medium of sculpting stone. But where would he go? Without having had an opportunity to prove himself, how could he convince the master stoneworkers abroad to let him demonstrate his talents to them?
He had with him a hope.
In his pocket he carried a miniature of what had long been his favorite image to sculpt, and which had long been the image that most pressed itself to the fore of his imagination, the elegant combination of two strange yet powerful symbols, each taken separately but then fashioned into one, into a kind of synthesis that for some odd reason had most endured