In the realm of Spirit there is no measure.
The Mekubalim mention a klipa (קליפה),
a (mem)brane between the two.
This speaks of the space between,
the Rakia (רקיע), a “neighbourhood of change”
where vision occurs
through the Will of HaShem,
the creative energy,
the desire
to become dense enough to manifest.

The spirit of Ruach Ha’Kadosh (רוח הקודשׁ) descends as
Insight, the spark of fresh ideas from one’s own Knowing,
attuned by that of others.
Wisdom wells up from the depths,
silently speaking of vistas dreamt of,
“half-heard in the stillness
between two waves.”

What if galaxies are like cells of the body of Elohim?

Intricate webs twirl between,
Each thoroughly connected.

The inner beast needs to devour everything;¹
Being human is constraining those desires,
And the highest form of this is
in service to the Divine.
These higher forms of feelings
will be not be through devouring
But through serving
that which is greater…
Until we are serving that which is greater
Than all of us.

Programmed with the desire to emulate the Divine.
How absurd a thought —
To create something other than Myself,
Then program it with the drive to be just like Me!

Infinite only exists if there is finite,
How that infinite becomes finite, is a mystery.
Yet the deepest mystery is ex nihilo—
How the supernal, inexpressible, non-existent Nothingness “stirred”.
How could ‘no-thing’ stir up ‘some-thing’?
Why would Nothing need something to Know Anything?
This is beyond our understanding.

The Union with the Beloved is to Know the Beloved.
Thus we can only Know It.

May my Beloved be beside me always.
May We lie in the fields of sun, laughing and playing
All the days of our lives.
May all that We are and all that we do be fruitful and multiply,

May I be awed by Your Beauty till the day I die.
May I honour each and every day
That is blessed by ֟You.
For without Your Love my life would,
in a moment, be extinguished

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