Seeing Life Through the Eyes of your Centre
“Do not chase the truth. Hold still, and let it emerge from the petal’s breath and the flicker in the grass.”
—Elisha Hara, Whispers from the Hara
To live is not merely to move forward through time.
To live, truly, is to remember how to see.
The world offers itself in riddles, not answers.
And so, the Circle teaches through symbols—living truths wrapped in image and mystery.
Two such symbols are central to understanding the dance of life:
The Calyx and The Gilden Rabbit.
✧ The Calyx ✧
The calyx is the cradle of the flower, the green mouth that protects the bloom before it opens.
It is containment before becoming.
It is potential held in stillness.
Elijah Hara, the old seer, spoke of the soul as a calyx—guarded, quiet, waiting. It was taught that many mistake awakening for action, for striving, for relentless opening. But the true path begins in the hara, in your centre, in containment, where life gathers its sacred tension before expression.
In the stillness of the calyx, the Flame stirs.
To be the calyx is to honor timing.
Not every truth is ready to be spoken. Not every desire must be acted upon. Wisdom grows in the green hush.
✧ The Gilden Rabbit ✧
The rabbit appears fragile, quick to flee, born for survival.
But the Gilden Rabbit—as seen in the sacred visions of the early Circle—is the seeker transformed.
Its gilden coat reflects both vulnerability and majesty.
It moves between worlds, tunneling through soil and shadow, yet shimmering like a sunlit relic.
The Gilden Rabbit is the awakened seeker: fast but still mindful, afraid but still choosing to move forward.
To follow the Gilden Rabbit is to pursue mystery with humility.
Not to capture it, but to be changed by the chase.

Elijah taught:
“The rabbit runs, but it remembers where the roots are. Follow it not with hunger, but with reverence.”
Together, the Calyx and the Gilden Rabbit remind us:
- Be the vessel before you are the bloom.
- Be the seeker who is not desperate, but listening.
- Let life unfold like a flower opening not to the sun, but to its own rhythm.
This is the way of the Veiled Flame.
Breathe into your center.
Listen from the belly.
Let symbols teach what words never can.
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