XLIV — The Crown Chakra

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XLIV — The Crown Chakra

← Karl Swainston / Resonance

Resting at the highest point on our bodies lies the Crown Chakra. This Chakra is connected with our spiritual need to be attached to the Universe. It is a Chakra of inner beauty and charm, and the well being of this loftiest Chakra brings peace and inner harmony to our spiritual self. The Crown Chakra allows the initiate to reach their inner and deepest consciousness.

The colour of the Crown Chakra is white and represents the light of wisdom we all can see when we enter a deeper, more connected state of consciousness. White is an enlightened colour and perhaps the purest of any of the colours, and practising one's focus on this colour is, perhaps, the most propitious avenue to voyaging through your own states of consciousness. It is of no coincidence that this final Chakra is connected with the magical properties of the pineal gland, which shall be discussed in the next chapter. The Crown Chakra and the pineal gland allow a greater, more profound transcendence from the reality of the physical world to another expansive reality of timeless space and matter.

Meditation is often the way to access the Crown Chakra and, in turn, the pineal gland. Meditation is the code, the secret way of allowing ourselves to access the deepest parts of ourselves and peer into a more profound consciousness of our existence in the eternal now.

The more you visualise in meditation, the more feelings come over you, and you begin to emanate blessings to other human beings and other creatures because you realise that we are all one: we are all living and experiencing the eternal now.

The Universe doesn't discriminate between all the positive and negative vibrations as it only feels the different vibrations of the songs it hears.

Fifteen minutes a day meditation will help to access the Crown Chakra and alleviate the struggles of life, the drudgery of day to day existence, and help to show a new light to life's living in the now.

Meditation gives to its advocate the power of peace in personal prayer, but not like in the religious sense, where prayer is offered to an almighty patriarch with a flowing grey beard, but prayer is offered to the spirit within us to become us and reveal to us the power of its existence so that we may share the beauty of it.

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Karl Swainston

About Karl Swainston

Karl Swainston is a writer and storyteller whose work is forged from a life lived across the North of England and far beyond. Growing up on a Leeds council estate in the 1960s, Karl's journey was anything but linear. By the age of thirty, he had already lived a dozen lives: from the rigors of grammar school to a degree in Latin, a stint as a fishmonger, a period of discovery living in Marseille, and a return to the hustle of London. Whether working as a postman, a builder, or competing as a county-level chess player, he was, above all, an avid reader—constantly documenting the world around him. This restless spirit continued into his professional life. Karl later taught in Bradford, where he ran a specialist unit for 244 of the most excluded students from across the region—young people whom even the local Pupil Referral Units could not accommodate. Working alongside his old friend Malcolm, Karl spent his days navigating the volatility of Bradford's most aggressive and dysfunctional teenagers. Throughout his life, Karl has been an avid runner and has always shared his home with a rotating cast of beloved dogs and cats—companions who have been constant witnesses to his work. As a writer, Karl's range is as expansive as his history. He works across a wide breadth of genres, including fiction and short stories, autobiography and memoir, biography, non-fiction, and metaphysical writing, as well as providing sharp commentary, opinion, analysis, and essays. Whether writing about his years managing the Harrogate Arms or offering insights from his current adopted home in South East India, where he lives in a simple village with his dog, Bambi, Karl's voice reflects the full, untidy, and deeply human breadth of life. He continues to draw on the rich, decades-long tapestry of his experiences to tell stories that matter, proving that no matter where you live, the human story remains the same.

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