What meetings are possible in the angelic realm
where actions are true?
Where a look accompanied by a tremor of excitement,
can set a soul aflame.
That evening was full of surprises,
clearing my projection,
My ego, special, non-sharing, shy of that part of me, feeling exposed.
* * *
In order to enter the space of the Divine
you need to come to terms with your nature.
Spread your wings, balancing your purposeful energy
with the desire to receive,
while struggling with the need for union.
To be free from the programming
of the past—the pull of ancestors;
releasing those constraints and expressing
the light and love of your inner being.
For us, everything is experienced as other,
thus our strong need for union.
For them, aware of the union of everything,
knowing of no difference between themselves and another,
it is
constantly being battered on the rocks of our state of separateness.
* * *
The energy fused with the material
is the sexual realm of the upper world.
The “descent” of the spirit into manifest form
is the expression of the union in the spiritual space.
The orgasm is the universal portal to the spiritual.
Perhaps the other rises above their chaos,
as we descend into our darkness alone.
She is filled, he is emptied.
Her encounter is with the infinite fullness,
His with the infinite emptiness.
One encounters the Divine through
the emptiness of death;
the other through the fulfilment of life.
The darkness of death providing the
light for life.
Death is the purveyor of all evil in this world,
the signifier of all impurity—
Yet only through overcoming death we enter the mystical realm,
A hero’s journey, passing through the valley of death,
and emerge, with faith alone, the Witness at your side, into eternal life.
For only by encountering the energy of death,
and choosing life,
can you discover what means more to you than death.
What is that?
* * *
I thought it was love.
But I have too many ashes now to all
that has been sacrificed on the altar of love.
I thought it was G!d.
So I called into the cold night
while still struggling with my own blind darknesses.
And, in the midst of this dark emptiness of my being,
You responded to me,
as I cried: “I believe, i Believe.”