Alchemy is inner transmutation. The experience of it is (constant) transformation, but ultimately it takes one beyond form. So not transFORMation per se (one form to another), but transmutation (form to no-form). But we’re not there yet. I’m not there yet. I mostly understand that intuitively.
The focus of the “alchemical bootcamp” life I am living seems to be the outer reality – and make no mistake about it, my outer life pulls my attention constantly – but the nexus of transformation and transmutation is inner. The real game is the inner one. It is that way for everyone. However, since I have chosen to be in the physical world in the current density (4th D trying to “land?”) interacting with the physical is vital. I can easily overlook or try to overlook this fact.
I think some of us lean toward one extreme or the other. We focus too much on the perceived outer and neglect the inner reality – that has not been my nature – or we focus almost exclusively on the inner and do not have much regard for the outer. The latter is my tendency. But the soul will use physical reality to get your attention if that is what is necessary. We can probably all relate to that. It is not a punishment, though it may feel that way, it is a form of communication. And, often, a call to action. Though – and here’s where it gets tricky – ultimately the action is inner. Inner primary (always). Physical reality necessary.
The constant new challenges of my life in the mundane – and baby, they ARE mundane – are the soul’s modus operandi to ascension. A blip, a solution, peace. Next blip, solution, peace. It does have a kind of rhythm, doesn’t it? It’s a kind of spiritual grind taking one out of all grinds (or most of them, depending on where your soul chooses to land).
It seems paradoxical. The way to soul freedom can be through finding a toilet option, keeping the body warm enough to live, getting food. There must be some poetry there, though it will probably feel more poetic in the next phase. Not alot of poetry now.
Inner Alchemy 