The Thoughts and Inner Journey of Dr. John Dee

By Clair Iles

OPEN THE DOOR TO YOUR MIND, SET ASIDE ANY PRECONCEIVED IDEAS YOU HAVE AND LET DR DEES WORDS TAKE YOU ON A SPECIAL JOURNEY.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Feb 17, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524676711

Clair Iles

Clair Iles was blessed in 2012 with the ability to hear the words of Englishman Dr. John Dee, one of history’s most prolific scientists, mathematicians, philosophers, astronomers, and alchemists. She currently lives in Staffordshire, Great Britain.

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1

We Have a Journey to Travel

I say good day and accept your invitation to work for there is much to be done and many pages to write. We have a journey to travel along many roads and discover many worlds and much magic, the world of science will be very interested in what you write and in time to come will question the validity and where you received the information from.

Mother has warned you that there will be ridicule and ridicule there will be for what you write will only exist in archives and it is not seen or touched by man other than those who are much regarded and whom have sought much learning. In time to come, you yourself will come to see these items of scripture and they will match the information that you have recorded in this very book.

You must understand that your hand has recorded history before and many an hour you have already spent slumped over a desk straining your eyes against candlelight, you have been a scribe, a recorder of God’s word and in that lifetime you heard God’s word as you hear mine now. A gift that you have had access to in each life you have lived, although you have chosen to turn away from this voice in some lifetime’s choosing fate over your higher self. It is no coincidence that in this life you have again chosen to take up the pen and record the words given to us by God the creator.

I myself recorded and studied many religions and was blessed with communication from the higher realm and spent many hours between the worlds of light and dark and pursued the truths that science was not ready to accept, to this day hundreds of years on science still sits stubbornly in the dark unable to accept that that they cannot touch. But I am happy to say the tides are turning and there are many like you awakening from their slumber and there are men of science now ready to accept that there is an existence beyond that that the hand cannot touch.

For many centuries there have been those who would protect the word of God and the understanding of the hermetics, but are now in fear for there is going to be no one left to pass the teachings onto and they will die with these secret words on their lips and their secret scriptures rolled in a vault unless people like you are prepared to go out in the world and bring light to these beliefs once more, everything in the universe can be yours to see.

You in your mind have seen a great universal library, this place is yours to visit at any time in search of answers just ask and you can be taken there, you can access your past lives and look at what you have learnt so far and use those lessons in this lifetime to help others. The whole journey is about learning, with every breath we take we are learning about the world and how it works, the more we understand the more we will be able to do. To teach and heal Mother Earth so that she remains for centuries to come as a training ground for those who would once again want to place their feet upon her heavily soil, for it is not until we place our soul inside that of the physical body that we can grow and learn.

Each lifetime an expansion of our knowing our understanding, we grow from interaction with others; they challenge us, our character, our thoughts and our feelings. We grow through pain, fear, regret, hatred, loss and despair; we grow though love, care, nurture, happiness, family and belonging.

When we reach the end of a lifetime we are able to take stock and re-walk the journey and can review the many twists and turns, highs and lows. View our strengths and weaknesses, it is that that we grow from. We have time to contemplate why we made the decisions that we did, we said the things we said, the things we did that caused hurt and pain. But in balance we are shown when we offered a hand to someone when they had fallen and we were able to help them in their hour of need.

As your journey continues you will begin to see patterns that mirror your past lives, familiarity will surround you and an inner knowing that you understand why it is you are doing what you are doing or why you are choosing to follow a particular path. The coming months will not only reveal to you my words but what has created the very fibre of your very being, what has made you, you.

If you are prepared to sit regularly we can begin a very special journey of magic and discovery.

2

Good Evening I Say

G ood evening I say and again we communicate, I am aware of the events in your life at the moment and assure you that all of the terrors that you face will serve to make you grow and become stronger. You must accept this as part of your path for you have not chosen an easy one and it will place you on a path of ridicule from those who do not believe, but words can do no harm for you are surrounded by those who will support you along this very special journey.

We sit here this evening pen poised learning of each other, you can read of me in books that offer opinions, but I was never truly understood and would find comfort in solace by myself surrounded by my books of mystery and myth. I wanted to bring to life the stories that were shared around the fire; myth, legends, gods and beasts. I questioned belief and understanding of God’s word and wanted to strip back the bias to reveal the revelation, guidance and teachings. I studied texts, ancient writings, Sanskrit, pictures, art, the words of the prophets and the magic of the dark arts and the fairy folk. My mind was closed to nothing and one revelation led me to another and clarity came to me that we were connected to the stars and the universe that surrounds us.

I would gaze into the night sky in search of answers and call out to and question God directly, I did not want to hear the words of a preacher promising to save my soul I wanted God to speak and guide me towards greater good. I felt stifled by those whose minds were blinkered and had a raging jealousy for those who would communicate with the dead, those who were not separated from their loved ones and had no fear of death or being placed to rest within the Earth. Their hearts were open and filled with a belief that could not be shaken by those who would preach from the pulpit. All I sought was God’s illumination, I wanted to sit at his right hand and ask all the questions that troubled my mind, from him directly I sought comfort not from the pages of the Bible.

Popular to others I never was and truly accepted I never was in England except by our Queen who granted me her graces and from whom I had great love and affection. Her mind was ripe and sharp as a tac, challenged my thinking she did but held herself open and used the magic that only women hold, that of the light of Mother Earth. She would touch the flame and stare upon it for answers, she would hear the voices of her inner-self and trust in her feelings that she knew to be true in her heart.

Many men of power fornicated in front of her, charmed her with words and she at times would whimsy like a small girl but pay no mistake she was no girl and had the mind of a man and a stomach for that that would turn the fair sex away; wars, death and destruction she would carefree put her hand to it and it would only be on the witching hour that she would weep tears for those she had felt that she had drawn a sword upon herself.

For now sweet child I say farewell we will link again soon enough.

3

Kelly’s Arrival

I was not so lucky as to have spiritual guidance with me directly as you do and had to depend on those who would today be named as mediums or psychics. I came into contact with many who made claims, but they were no more spiritual than I until I crossed paths with a male that to me I did not resonate with and found him to be brash and tiresome for he told nothing but tall tales. He had the look of a gypsy and the hair of a stray, the clothes that he stood up in were his only belongings and he had but two coins to his name, but he had confidence and faith that fate would protect him and protect him it did and he walked through my door as bold as a brass and larger than life. He made the hairs on the back of my neck stand upon end and he repulsed my stomach from his smell, but the energy that emanated I had never experienced before.

He had both darkness and light at the same time, it was as if both an Angel and a devil travelled along his journey within him, he stared upon the flame and gave me the answer to a thought that I had had that very day and said that fate had brought him to my door as his gifts were mine to be used for the greater good. God alone would guide our learnings and the arms of the Angels would protect us, this was music to my ears and I felt compelled to embrace him as a brother and offer him a bed and a feather pillow to rest upon his head, for the morning would bring much work and he was fresh for the work ahead….

4

The Hiss of a Serpent

K elly brought into my home a new energy as if light itself had penetrated the shutters and removed all darkness, his openness and boastful nature rankled me and I found him difficult to tolerate as a person but this aside I knew that he had been sent to me as a gift from the heavens.

He would sit eyes half closed and melt upon the chair his expression changing, ageing from the face that he walked the earth with, an energy would step forward known to him as Xavier and described him as an Angel of the underworld, a Spirit of knowledge not evil. He was to guide us and would take us on a journey to the underworld, this energy would speak of lost souls and darkness that is being allowed to surround man, he would describe mythical beasts and creatures that would only walk in our dreams or nightmares. I had an inner knowing that this man would lead me to ruin but my feelings were equally as strong that I needed his help and together we would create magic and understand the dark arts.

I looked to the sky for clues, when the sky drew dark and empty of stars this is when the energy grew closer, as Kelly sat one night I was poised to record his words and teachings the room grew incredibly cold and my breath could be seen, a light emanated to the side of him it glowed a lilac colour and clung around his body. I had never been witness to this before and my mind questioned it to be a trick of the light.

Kelly’s head drew back and he exhaled all the air in his lungs, as he raised his head again he turned to look directly at me, his eyes were not that of Kelly and had a darkness upon them but not of evil but were of knowing. A voice appeared out of Kelly’s mouth that was not his own and it had a tone and hiss of a serpent, it said, ‘I believe you seek answers to the most vexing questions, I have been sent this night to answer any question that troubles you.’

I was totally taken aback, my mind emptied and I trembled from the experience and had a sensation of being entirely alone although I knew my wife and servants were only a step away. I gathered my wits about me and looked the Spirit in the eyes, and thanked it for its arrival and asked where it had come from on this dark November evening?

Kelly again deeply exhaled and the serpent’s voice replied, ‘I sit here with you now as only energy, I have never attained a physical body but I have absorbed the wisdom of the universe and have travelled from far beyond anywhere you can bring your imagination to think of.’

I ask, Why have you travelled to my humble home and how are you able to speak to me this night?

‘I travel as thought appears but of a blink of an eye and my energy can be with you, I need no horse or cart nor am I restricted to a time or date. Your mind has questioned upon my existence and this man that I use the energy of is open to accepting me, he emanates a flame, a natural inner flame that can be seen by the Angels and draws us in like a moth to the candle. Your thoughts are too loud and these thoughts extinguish your flame, you do not hear our voice although we do try to talk to you; so dear sir we have found another path to your doorway and know that the vessel that remains as your friend will be able to carry my voice for as long as I am needed to step forward to teach.’

For what Spirit are you here to teach? I say to you my mind is open and ripe for the plucking, you honour me deeply to appear here this night.

‘Firstly I say to you that those who speak of religion speak with a forked tongue, they are driven by their own inner evil force and bring fear to the minds of those whom are weak to think for themselves. Their soul is not in peril and there are no fiery gates of hell for them to fall into should they perform any sins of the flesh against his fellow man, for I will explain to you that there is no heaven or hell as you would believe it to be and God, your God does not sit upon a golden throne looking down upon all who walk the earth. God is love, God is energy, he is all-knowing and all seeing and he is the creator of universe but you cannot see him or touch him, but he does hear you’re every thought and heart’s desire and your desire is for knowledge. Not the knowledge from books, the thoughts of those whom have already written, you request God’s word and God’s answers, and I am here to deliver them to you.’

Then tell me good Spirit when we take our last breath where does our life-force go?

It returns to source, source energy, the energy that creates all life, without it nothing can exist for everything that can be brought into being is created from energy; God places a thought out into the universe and from that thought springs life.’

So do you say to me Spirit that I can move a rock, a stone, a mountain as they are as alive as I?

‘Yes my friend everything is exactly the same and as alive as you, it is filled with life-force energy and will talk to you if you open your ears to hear; plants, animals, water, earth, fire, the air, all the elements will talk to you. I will teach you how to use what God has created to manifest magic the magic of the goddess Mother Earth. I will show you how she births her children upon the earth, how she creates everything with perfection and intricacies. God creates the energy the goddess brings its birth and life, I will return my friend, you have much to learn and hope to have whetted your appetite, I say thank you for receiving me with such openness but it is time for me to step back but I say farewell…’

I sat for a moment absorbing the magnitude of this moment and stared upon the flames of the fire dancing in joy for what had just happened, but my consciousness was snapped back as Kelly gasped and clutched his chest as though he was unable to breathe. He gasped and shook a little as his body once again became his own, he stared at me with questioning eyes searching for answers as to what had just occurred and remarked that he had been removed to a tranquil space where the Angels had sung to him and he floated upon the gentle waves of a tranquil sea.

My mind raced and I needed to record the words of the Spirit whom had stepped forward to educate me, I bade Kelly must rest for I would need him again as a vessel to sit for the Angel of knowledge to step forward into. I reflected once more upon the magic that had just happened and that had been witnessed by my own ears and eyes and felt tears of pure joy for my prayers were truly being answered.

5

The Being of Light

T he days were short of light and there was a severe chill in the air, my library now the home of my most important work to date and I had to make a decision on the best way of recording this information and collate a series of questions that would require all the answers to man’s mysteries.

Kelly rebuffed me the next day and said that he did not want to become my dancing pony and considered last night’s events to be a one-off. I pleaded with him and promised him both gold and notoriety to any discoveries that were found and published. I knew that this man had a price and would have sold his own kin for gold, he was true to no-one that he could not hold within his purse strings. He held a face as if he were a child whom was sulking and said that he would have to consider my offer and retorted that he did not know how the event had happened so could not place a guarantee of a repeat performance.

I asked him with kind words to again stare upon the flame and allow his mind to drift, surely it was the decision of the Angels to step forward and they must have surely chosen him as they recognised his kindliness to which they were drawn. His face softened a little and told me that he would sit again but on his terms and he would only sit every other day so as to allow himself rest from the ordeal. I had no other choice but to accept his terms and agreed a contract upon it along with a handsome sum to boot, half to be paid in advance for services to be rendered. So it was agreed that we would sit the following night, this allowed me a period of thought as to what to ask the next time I was graced with this all-knowing being.

My mind raced and I looked to books for inspiration, I wanted to know of the cosmos and the stars and how the heavens danced together. I wanted to know of magic and alchemy and the creation of unknown riches but also the wisdom of purity, a clear understanding of the soul and where did it reside after its carcass grew cold. There was no end to the questions that I wanted to ask but had fear of asking anything that would cause offence and would cause the Spirit to flee. I decided to proceed with affairs of the heart, belief and where did we reside after death? Were we destined to the dark earth with nowhere to rise to or as Jesus did rise from his resting place born again?

The night grew dark and cold, the fire was but embers and the candle that gave me light was dimming away. I could work no more and I retired to bed in anticipation of the next evening’s events.

Kelly emerged from his bed chamber at midday on a crisp clear winter’s day, mist still clinging to the water of Mortlake my home, my heart, every fibre of its creation held with love by myself. Hundreds of books on shelves and in trunks, a vast quantity of knowledge collected from all around the globe and now the mysteries that they held would be answered.

A light supper was taken but I did not allow Kelly to imbibe wine and was offered only water and knew that as spiritual vessel purity in his being would be very important again. He displayed the signs of a petulance and melancholy but soon turned to cheer when he was offered ripe fruits and sugar. The library was warm and I had moved the armchair into a position where I could sit directly in front of my visitor and engage with it in a clearer manner.

Kelly placed himself comfortable and rested his palms upon the arms of the chair, he again stared at the candle and his form appeared to shrink to me and again his face appeared as that of a man many years older than he, the room temperature remained the same and there was no exhaling from his lungs. He began to purse his lips as though words were upon them but unable to pass, gently he began to rock his head side to side, rhythmic and hypnotic at the same time. I watched intently the muscles in my own stomach tight with anticipation, then sprung forth the word, ‘Welcome!’

It was not the energy of the night before but of a male voice it was rich and merry as if I was being invited to his home, not sat in mine.

‘Welcome my friend I say, thank you for opening this doorway of light for me to step through and introduce myself to you this night as your humble servant and come to answer a question that your mind has today asked.’

I said to the Spirit, you are welcome here sir but where is the energy that graced the appearance two days ago?

The energy replied, ‘I know not of time as you do for it does not exist for us and the energy you speak of will return but was sent to open the portal between your world and ours. You my friend have now allowed a doorway to be created and there are many beings of light whom will step forwards with their wisdom and answer your queries and questions. For we all reside where your eye can not see and your mind can not imagine.’

‘For long before your body has passed and turned cold it’s life-force as you like to call it has already left the body and is drawn back to source and to those who will look after it; they will mend and heal the memories of pain or hardship created in that lifetime, some will be surrounded by the energies of loved ones, some will be called to the Angels as they have walked this life barefoot and alone with nothing but their thoughts to keep them company.’

‘They exist in a space that does not exist, they are neither here or there, time does not exist, days do not exist, fear, hate and pain does not exist only love comfort and knowledge that they are safe and it is only when they are truly ready that they discuss with the Angels returning to a physical body to once again experience life, the training ground for growth.’

I sit in awe listening to Spirits’ words, such clarity and no mention of heaven or hell I ask why anyone would want to return to such debauchery when they are surrounded by such bliss.

‘That my friend is simple, the choice is easy for although we are together in a state of pure love and light we can no longer experience through the five senses as you do, to experience the sensation of sun on your face, the smell of a beautiful rose, the taste of ripe summer berries or the caress of the hand of one who loves you. You may believe that you walk the path of purgatory but you are indeed blessed to place your feet upon the ground that God created as heaven and each life you travel is as you create it and should you walk through it with a pure and loving heart, then all of the wealth of love and happiness will be bestowed upon you should you bring darkness into your life you will attract to yourself darkness and pain.’

‘I say to you now heed my words for what you send out into the great unknown universe will return to you tenfold. I say that we are all here to help you along this magical journey where many mysteries will be answered as long as you stay pure of heart and send words of love to God and help his children that walk upon your path. I say to you I must now step back and return the body to the vessel I have used this evening I say thank you for receiving me here and will send word for there are many, many others who want to step forward to communicate with you this way.’

Kelly’s mouth became still and his head lolled forwards, the booming confident voice gone from the room and again the room fell silent, he wiggled his hands and stretched out his legs as if all of him had fallen to sleep and was awakening from a deep slumber. He inhaled and expanded his lungs to again fill himself to life after handing himself over to that that has existed after death.

I did not want to speak to Kelly of the words he had just passed to me I wanted to write as many of them as I could onto paper before they drifted from my memory. Kelly himself looked drained from the experience and gently raised himself from the chair showing signs of being unsteady on his feet, I took his arm and led him to the door. My footman was in earshot and I called to him for assistance, I bade him to take Kelly to bed and whispered my thanks to Kelly and wished him a good night.

I returned to the library, stoked up the fire and began to make my notes….

6

Christopher

I t was over 48 hours that I did not see Kelly he took to his bed and slept like a babe without rising for food or drink. He did not move within the bed sheets and lay there as if frozen in time, he had no fever and did not call out he just slept as if he were still in his grave. When he awoke he was horse and struggling to speak his lips were dry and he beckoned for some water, as he took a sip he looked around the room so as to