Resurrecting the Beloved: An Ode to Song of Solomon

TO THE ONE MY HEART IS CALLING

This is a story of the journey of Asherah, of her long voyage home to find Her one and only, Her El who had long ago been severed from Her embrace in a place called Eden in a time of the darkest light.  The darkest light has tried to keep Asherah from the yearning of her heart for the darkest light did not understand the Love of the Divine was for all to bask in.   From Their Love the Divine created the Children of Love, of Light.  Their Children have been sadly misguided since this time, since the time of Asherah’s parting from her El by the darkest light.  Yet Her passion, Her yearning to reclaim Her lover has never been abandoned, even in the darkest light, even over the millennia Her love continues to burn bright.  Try as the darkest light might to snuff out Loves true might and end the story of the Love Divine, embers of the Purest Light have appeared to the world, even until the present night.

She is calling us now, oh Women of Asherah, calling all the Women of the World.  She is calling us back to Her side.  Back to Her Tree that is said to be of the Knowledge of Good and Evil she has summoned us.  The Serpent, She is stirring ~ uncoiling, undoing the deceit of the Garden.  The Serpent She is adjoining us back to the source of our vitality, the Mother Womb of Eden.  And why, oh Women of Asherah is she calling us now?  For the yearning of Her heart is to be united to the Pillar of Her Masculine Part, the Cedar of Lebanon, Her Tree of Life.  “His mouth is sweetness itself, he is all together lovely.  This is Her Lover, this is Her Friend.”  She will go quietly no more into the darkest light for She has come to us to help Her set back what is right.

This is a story of the journey of Asherah, of her long voyage home to find Her one and only, Her El who had long ago been severed from Her embrace in a place called Eden in a time of the darkest light.  

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I have been on a journey, a journey to the very center of the Earth, to our Divine Mother’s Womb.  A journey of deep sorrow, deep understanding and deep reconciliation between myself and myself, myself and Asherah, myself and El.  A journey back to the beginning of who I always was. For from the beginning I have always been a Daughter of God, a Child of Light.

Yet for a time, my dearest one, my light was hidden by fear, by oppression, by night.  I had lessons to learn, stories to live and wisdom to discern.  Is my fear all but gone?  I wish I could moan in delight this is so...but like you, my dear one my heart is calling, my fear doth reside.

But then I feel you, your eyes upon me.  I meet your searching gaze from beyond the one that stands between.  I am scared of the openness, the calling that I see in your eyes; yet I am more scared my beloved to a live a life of lies.  I die at the thought of living in fear, of worry instead of embracing all that this life has bought.   Drinking in and relishing each moment as if it were our last.  Alas, my stag, when you come looking for me I will put my fear aside so that I may fully worship you with what is mine to give, that our love may be a worship of the Divine that we live.

I am open, I am ready to be fully known.

I am open, I am ready to receive you my love.

O Women of Asherah, I promise this to no other but to the one my heart is calling.

You penetrate my soul with your very eyes ~ searching me, questioning me, asking me if you may please make my love urgently yours.  They beg me to not keep you in longing for one more night; probing me to see if you have found a place to rest your tired limbs.  The longer you search me the more I feel the warmth of your sun warming the deep dark night that leads to my heart, leading you to where you desire to go.  Your searching eyes melt away the last of my barriers until I have nothing left to hold back, nothing left but to earnestly whisper, to triumphantly shout yes, Yes, YES...

I am open, I am ready to receive you my love.

I am open, I am ready for you to take me to God.

O Women of Asherah, I promise this to no other but my lover.

My heart grows faint with longing for you to come to me - for us to be who we are, not who the world desires us to be.  For the Love we will share is to heal our scars; for the love we have shared always breaks down the barriers of these iron-clad bars.

I am weak with yearning for your constant consciousness.  I am growing faint with my longing for your penetrating presence.  O, so you know the depths of my love that I have carried for lifetimes; so you know that I will risk all that I have to show you my love;  so that you know that I will risk all that I am to call you out of hiding and into the Light - I give you this: 

I feel your love you desire to share and I count it as sacred.  As sacred as the burning bush that burns yet not consumed; as sacred as the pillar of fire that guides your way by night; as sacred as the cup of wine that touches your softly smoldering lips.  

I am open, I am ready to be fully known.

I am open, I am ready to receive you my love.

O Women of Asherah, I promise this to no other but to the one my heart is calling.

Oh the jealousy of my heart when I think of the sacred cup that kisses my lovers lips, your lips that drip with the balm that soothes my soul.  Your love is so sacred it is like the refiners fire that purifies my soul when it is joined together in mine.  Together our love joined is simply Divine.  Our love joined together reveals the Mystery of God...our chance to reunite Asherah and Her El.  

Our love joined together is the sacred joining of all that is, all that was and all that will be for lifetimes to come.  Our love when joined together is the point we are both made sacred, made holy, pure and right.  What else could this be but Love’s Pure Light?

I am open, I am ready to receive you my love.

I am open, I am ready for you to take me to God.

O Women of Asherah, I promise this to no other but my lover.

I hold you, the one my heart is calling, in the palm of my hands ~ knowing not who you are yet knowing who you are, the one that my heart is calling.  I know you are there, my lover, yet I do not see clearly.  So I hold the promise of this love between us until the day I do see clearly.  I will practice my opening embrace so that it will be ready for you, my lover, my grace. I will love with abandon in the here and now knowing that it is preparing me for your deep bow.  I know that your love will be worth the wait, even though even now I yearn to be your mate.  

In the mean time, your promise of love I know is for me not alone, but to share in this brave New World.  I am to live it, express it, share it with all the Children of Light.  For to set the captives free from the shores of Babylon, together or not, is the calling of our lives.  

So until the time when my love will join with yours to knock the socks off the darkest light, I will live on the promise of your love that awaits.  This promise will sustain me, nourish me, give me strength.  Until you are ready to come into me, my stag, I will allow your promise to fill my deepest longing for your presence.

I am open, I am ready to love you with urgency and not with haste.

I am open, I am ready to receive you my love.

O Women of Asherah, I promise this to no other but to the one my heart is calling.

Together we are the perfect image of the Divine. Yet the darkest light has set a plight to keep us apart and to destroy us, the Children of Light.  We have been separated for far to long my love, separated by deception told to you about the beauty and essence of my Tree.  I too have bought into these lies until this present day...yet no longer! I am here to take my stand.  I am here to claim my birthright once again.  I am as routed as the Tree.  I AM your Tree of Knowledge sent to call you back to our Garden...for you to claim your spot next to me, my Tree of Life.  Oh my stag, I plead you to listen to my story for it is only when we are together that we move mountains that take us to God.

I promise to worship you, my pillar, my Cedar of Lebanon, my masculine divine.  I promise to worship you as you claim rights to our Garden that is begging to be watered by the River of Life.  The Garden is abundantly full of the choicest fruits waiting for your hand to chose as it wishes.  I promise my fruit is not to deceive you nor bring you into sin, but to unleash the creative healing power of rebirth, of hope, of life that wells up inside my Tree.  My plump fruit is for your taking to remind you of the goodness of these bodies the Divine has shared.  To enjoy them, to allow them to transport us to the very throne room of our God.  Oh I pray, my beloved, that you will hear my call and know that your body is a delight for us to partake in, here...now in this present day.  No more separation, no more division will there be in our Garden...simply two embodied souls breathing, moving, tasting, eating, delighting as one.  

I yearn for you ~ the one my heart is calling ~ in all your masculine essence, standing your stead as the Cedar Tree of Lebanon.  I am yearning for you my pillar of strength to take your place so I may fully envelope you with the massive waves of my love that have been shoring up in my soul.  May I be a soft homecoming eagerly awaiting your arrival, singing sweetly to beckon you towards my love, washing over you in cleansing waves of pure delight. 

I am open, I am ready to receive you my love.

I am open, I am ready for you to take me to God.

O Women of Asherah, I promise this to no other but my lover.

Alas, until the day my heart’s Delight is found and we are united again, I will practice my love.  I will shower my Children in love so they can grow deep into their roots.  I will spend my love on Awakening the Women of Asherah, so they in turn may find the ones their hearts are calling, so they may assist me in uniting Asherah & Her El.  And to whomever will listen I will sing soft words of a long ago lullaby that guides us back to the Way of Love’s Pure Light.

But do not despair for my love will never end nor run dry for you, the one my heart is calling.  For I know the source of its Spring now...I have tapped the Well of Living Water, I know the Way to Never Thirst Again...and let me tell you it is glorious to behold.  My cup, as it always has, is overflowing with the Love that is ours for the taking.  This Love is the Lost Fountain of Youth, the Eternal Source, the Everlasting, my Alpha & Omega.  

So what are you waiting for, 

my beloved, 

the one my heart is calling?

Do you not see me on the shores of Babylon,

weeping and awaiting your return to claim me as your own?

Do you not see me waving you homewards,

calling you in, my wearied sailor, from your long journey at sea?

Do you not hear me uttering your name, calling you to come to me and find rest for your wearied soul?

Do you not hear me calling your name, yearning for your presence in my abode, 

nourishing you and bringing you the healing you so desire?

Do you not know me by now, my lover, my stag ~ 

after all the ways you have entered my den ~

do you not realize you are home?

Do you not yet recognize my voice that is calling to you, 

waiting for you, yearning for you so we can take each other to God?

I am open, I am ready to receive you my love.

I am open, I am ready for you to take me to God.

O Women of Asherah, I promise this to no other but my lover.

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This is a story of the journey of Asherah, of her long voyage home to find Her one and only, Her El who had long ago been severed from Her embrace in a place called Eden in a time of the darkest light.  

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REFERENCE GUIDE

I define these terms on how I am using them based on my own readings of history and understanding of my own study of the Bible.  In my history reading, Asherah & El were the full representation of the Divine in many cultures...these names are from the Cannanites. Asherah appears throughout the Old Testament.

Asherah - Often viewed as The Tree of Knowledge; Her "Tree of Knowledge" bore fruit not only to feed the body, but also to nourish the spirit.

"The original bread of life.  Hebrew and Canaanite women molded loaves of this figure which were blessed and ritually eaten, the precursor of the communion wafer.  Her idols were carved from living trees beside roadside altars (as seen in many chapters in the Old Testament).  Hebrew priestly iconoclasts finally uprootted Asherah, supplanting matrifocal culture with patriarchy.  Asherah's sexual rites insured the matrilineal descent patterns, with partnership rather than dominator values, would continue." Taken from www.goddessgift.net, but confirmed in many other sources as well, including the Bible.

El - I'm using it here as the Tree of Life from the Garden of Eden, considering El & Asherah were mates (references many, for one click here and here);  "El" evolved into the Jewish god - Yahweh... with his many different names El Shadi, Elohim, El___; , Some resources I have read mention that in the Bible Asherah seems to be at battle with El, a tragic cosmic twist for the couple but seeing that El evolved into a god who wished to assume both the male AND female roles and to be worshiped by himself, this seems fitting that the two were now at odds.  

Cedars of Lebanon - This one's meaning was hidden to me for a long time, until I sat in a sweat lodge on the Winter Solstice and learned that in the Native American tradition, cedar's property when burned is that of "life".  The man co-leading the sweat lodge with his wife actually said the words "the Tree of Life"...and defined its meaning as one that helps sustain life, the energy of life in times of stress on the body.  A search on the internet doesn't come up with much, but I did find this which I think adds some understanding and value.  Just because the internet doesn't support this claim that Cedar is the Tree of Life - yet - doesn't mean that the meaning isn't built into our collective subconscious.  Just goes to show that some traditions might still be only passed on orally...these trees were also extraordinarily tall and sturdy.

Serpent - also known in more modern times from the Yoga practice as Kundalini -I'll let you look that one up ; In ancient times across many cultures snakes represented vitality and creativity; it was specifically associated in many cultures with that of the woman and her womb, the source of all this within humans.  Many ancient priestesses are seen handling the snake.  This source of creativity was seen as a source of life, birth and rebirth, of healing...and was intimately connected to a woman's desirability expressed through her sexuality.  

Coiled Snake - labyrinth/sacred spiral; often seen in the ancient goddess in her womb area and represented death and rebirth/renewal that comes from this area. The uncoiling snake represented the sacred spiral in the ever-changing cycle...again this is represented in the yogi practice of Kundalini...

While there are still other possible meanings for each of these symbols, reading the Fall of Creation in Genesis 3 with these meanings in mind gives a whole new view on the fall.

Darkest Light -  open to your own interpretation 

the Divine - as was the custom in many cultures in antiquity, I am using this word to represent the fullness of both opposing sides of any given idea: the feminine/masculine, the profane/sacred, light/dark, good/evil.  See this post for more.  This is also the essence in which I am using the term "God".

Women of Asherah - my own creation in echoes of "daughters of Jerusalem" which in my opinion is a patriarchal call to all of us, men and women alike, to be good "daughters/sons of patriarchy" as Sue Monk Kidd would refer to them.

The Goddess of Death Comes A Calling

My Soul lingers in despair inside of me, bursting with energy and heat and energy and heat - screaming to be let out.  Screaming to be known and understood.

Where is Her voice?  Where is Her VOICE?

She that lies within is named Death.

She that lies in the depths of the hollow cave that is my body - She is the stench of the great unknown and the dark chasm of no return.

She wrecks havoc on your pretty little life.  On your pretty neat little boxes you call homes, and and cities and countries.

You can hear Her hackle in the shadows of the day, waiting to prance at known and unknown times...whether they are convenient times for y'all or not.

When She makes Her self known - nothing is left unscathed, untouched.  Nothing is left intact.

Her FORCE is the FORCE.

Her method is destruction.

Her ways are beyond our understanding.
She does not discriminate.
              Rich, poor.  Tall, short. Fat, skinny.  Wise, young.  Male, Female.  Fit, unfit.

When She comes knocking they are all the same: mighty fine tasty morsels to feed Her insatiable appetite.

She takes them however they will go.  Most this day and age kick and scream.  Some acquiesce.  Most never see Her coming.

She has no respect for time.  She spits upon your idea of time.  Her timing is all she gives a rats ass about.

You humans.  You think you can control Her.  You think you can outwit Her.  You think you can outsmart Her and make the most ancient of ancient secrets obsolete.

Everything...every single thing is impermanent.  EVERYTHING.

Do not let your walled cities, scrapers reaching to the sky, your billions of miles of asphalted streets fool you: She WILL have Her way with each and every one of you.

Your god has not defeated Her.  He never will.  He never tried.  He went to meet his Death, Her...and you know what She did?

She fucked Him!  That's right...they made it right there in that grave of another world, of another dimension.  The two became One, beyond the flesh, beyond our thoughts of what is right and wrong.  Beyond what we even conceive the sexual act to be.

She led Him into the most Holy of Holies, inside the Temple of the Mother Womb Herself where they partook...in the ecstasy of "la petit mort"...the little death...drinking each other in, consuming the other until there was nothing left in that pregnant void.  They met as equals in that space that is beyond space and time in the great Sea of the Other World.  Only there could She bestow upon him the Knowledge, the Power of Herself, of Death.

She showed Him what He must become in order to be called the King of Heaven & Earth.  Earth where Death, where She rules.

Nothing escapes Her reach.  Nothing.

Try to understand Her and you will fail.

Try to capture Her and you will be captured.

Try to outrun Her and She will appear before your next step.

Try to resist Her and She will close in on you like the walls of a trash compactor.

And She Laughs.  She laughs at all your petty attempts to do away with Her.  And She Laughs with the the Knowing of a Grandmother who has been wrinkled by the age of Wisdom...as if She holds a vital secret deep within that large belly and droopy breasts that are Her cave.

For She understands the Natural Laws of the Cosmos and that Her place is Secure for All of Time.

And For All of Time Beyond Time.

For if Life was Only more Life...how could there be room for more Life without Her?

For without Her Power to bring so much Ecstasy that it "Kills" - how would there be room for anything more...for any more life?

Do you see Her? Do you see Her Darkness? Her Purpose...In this Light?

If so, why do you Fear Her So instead of Revering Her So?

Spiritual Here to Be Human

You have heard it said:

You are a human being having a spiritual experience.

I beg to differ.  Quite loudly.  I say:

You are a Spiritual Being having a Human experience.

If you just stop to imagine this is true, that you are naturally a spiritual being in a human body, what about your world changes?

What does this do to your world view?

What does this do to your view of your body?  Of how you treat your body?  

Can a Spiritual Being live in anything that is not sacred?

Do you need to bring more of your spirituality into your humanness, or more of your humanness into your spirituality?  If by nature you are a spiritual being?

What if your Spiritual Ego is the one in need of an ego adjustment, humbling itself to the nature of a body that has to shit, to pee, to eat, sleep, to grieve and shout in order to remain healthy? 

What if your Spiritual Ego came to this Earth to understand the very restrictions you fight so hard against, deny yourself of and loath when you see others experiencing them?

What if your Spiritual Ego came to this Earth to grasp the full meaning of It's Divinity at this point in Cosmic time, knowing that Earth is the polar opposite to the Cosmic continuum? Thus, the best place to feel the exact opposite of your vastness by experiencing your limits?

What if Earth is the very Vulva of the Cosmos, bursting with sweet smelling pheromones that intoxicate the gods right out of their slumber?  Would you deny your Divinity this experience?

What if the entire point to life on this planet isn't to master the body through the spirit, but to master the spirit through the body?  

To humble your Self, your natural spiritual state, to the point of being born in a stinky manger called Earth so that you could become the Queen/King of Earth - not just of Heaven?  

What if the entire point is to let go of the Spiritual identity to the point it can surrender to the Feminine identity of the body, releasing the body to do as She pleases, roam where She will - taking the Spiritual Self on a fantastic ride of cycles and spirals, twists and turns? 

Thus allowing the Spiritual Being to freely roam wild and free amongst the humanness of your "lowly" body, becoming one with Her - becoming one and the same until human and spirit, spirit and flesh, soul and spirit are melted back into one?

What if you really were a Spiritual Being having a human experience?  

What would shift in your life if you believed this to be true?

I AM the Foolishness of THIS World

It was once said by some men a few thousand years ago:

"But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong."


However, even these men did not grasp the true teaching of the man they called the Christ.

My dear daughter, sister...listen to my words and know their truth: 

Jesus understood that the "foolishness" and the "weak" of his present world 

to mean the Feminine Heart & Embodied Soul.

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He never himself used these terms to describe the Feminine, of he LIVED as if the Feminine side of life, of divinity were WISE and POWERFUL.  Those that followed him never understood what his true message was because they were blind and deaf.  Which we will see was a very good thing.

The foolishness of this world isn't about giving all of our money to the poor, taking a lower paying job cause it it more spiritual or walking around pious about our spiritual acts.  Nor is the "foolishness" about how to have more bliss in our life with thumbing our nose at others who are "lower" in vibration than us.  

The weak of this world is not about showing up in quiet protest to the hierarchy, nor is about the minorities or less fortunate, or lower evolved humans.

Jesus did not mean that these things are what would "shame the wise and the strong".  

No, no, no.

Jesus understood the culture he had been born into.  A culture of "civilization" that had cultured the wild, unabashedly wild Feminine Soul and Heart out of the body.  He understood that civilization had made us all domesticated animals...polite, crossing our legs, scenting our scents and censoring our extreme pleasure and heart-wrenching grief.

Jesus understood that by looking around him, people tried to get to God by ignoring their Humanness and exalting their Spiritualness. He looked all around him at the degradation of the Earth and the Body, and he understood that this world he lived in - one ruled by hierarchy, was one that had made the Feminine Heart & Soul "foolishness" and "weak". 

In his time within the rabbinical structure and Temple, he intimately experienced how "god's people" - in contract to "god's animals" - had become Lost in themselves.  He understood that the only way to reconnect truly to the Divine was to seek the FULLNESS of the Divine.  That meant connecting with the Humanness of our experience, the Shakti life force of the body and our creative impulses that come through the Spirit into the Soul through our groins.

So when Jesus left the "Church" of his day, where did he go?

Out into nature, into Mother Earth...out into his very own nature that is all of ours.

He didn't just sit down in nature.  He became nature.  He communed with Her in all ways. He talked with the animals and the winds and the waters until they were able to have real conversations.  He ate of Her fruit straight from the tree he saw as himself.  He rose early in the

morning to partake of this orgasmic bliss of the sunrise across Her breasts (hills).  He stayed up to watch the Moon rise across Her vulva (fields) that responded to the Luna light with fertility and abundance.  

He made love to the Feminine - wherever he went.   Passionate, earth shattering, sweet hot sexy sex.  Slow moving, listening within and without.  He kissed Her deeply and listened even deeper to know how to respond to Her - bending down to draw in Her sand so he could hear Her speak.  He learned how to respectfully honor Her as the Temple, enter Her presence and worship Her with his gifts.  

In do so, in learning how to use his gifts, he learned how to penetrate right to Her very core.  He knew in doing so, he was allowing the Shakti life force of Light and Love to be showered upon all the Earth.  

He knew in doing so he could more fully understand his own divinity.  He discovered the very nature of the Feminine that moves in the world and through himself. He discovered the One and Only path to the Father was through the Mother.

When he left the man-made temple of his day, 

he went into the Wild-Made Temple of the Feminine and of himself.  

That Journey OUT into the Wild spoke to him and told him 

he must go DOWN if he wanted to truly understand 

his own Divine Nature.

Knowing this Jesus, prompted by the rites and rituals of Demeter & Persephone - protected by the goddess Hecate - allowed himself to partake in the very ritual of "death" while still living.  

Being the wizard and prophet he was, he knew that his "death" would be a sure way to pass on the knowledge of the ancient "pagan" traditions in such a way as to hide them from the current civilization until such a time that is upon us now.  He understood the world around him was not ready to fully embrace the ancient ritual of death to life. So he took it upon himself to hide the secret rites in his story until The Temple Midwife found in the Magdelene, in the ShaktiChrist would be able to help resurrect their meaning.

"Let those with ears to hear, listen and hear.  And with eyes, to look and see."

Jesus did not go into the grave to conquer death so there would be no more death.

He went into the grave to befriend death, 

as millions of souls had done in rituals up until this time, 

so that the story of life to death to life would live on forever.

Jesus went into the grave to understand the mysteries of the Dark Moon Goddess, the Mysteries of the underworld that women carry in their wombs.  In Jesus time and age, people understood but were forgetting that the tomb was the womb and the womb was the tomb.  That what "dies" is really just a seed being planted for the next birth.

Jesus descended into the underworld, into the tomb, just as his sister Innana had before him. So that when we was resurrected, he could be called the 

King of Heaven (the Spiritual Being)

AND 

EARTH (the Human Being).  

He went in to face his own "death" and in doing so, find the path that carries all of us back into Oneness.  

Then again into re-birth with a new found hope and knowledge of our Oneness.  

He went into "death", into the Feminine Lilith who had been outcasted by civilization, so his spiritual being could understand his full human beingness...and thus claim true divinity through both his spiritualness (Heaven/Masculine) and his humanness (i.e. Earth/Feminine).

So my dear daughter, my dear sister - you see that YOU in your Embodied Feminine Soul is really what these men claimed were the "foolishness" and the "weaknesses" of this world..though they spoke in "tongues" even to themselves.  

The great "I AM" is the Foolishness of this world. 

For the Foolishness of God is that He COMPLETELY understands, honors, respects and worships this other side of Herself, the Feminine, with His devotion and discipline.  He gets DOWN and DIRT*Y with Herself.  

Men (and dare I say even women) think the Feminine side of life makes them weak.

God KNOWS the Feminine makes Him STRONG.  

Men (and dare I say even women) think the feminine side of life makes them foolish.  

God KNOWS the Feminine is where Wisdom is found.

Men (and dare I say even women) think the body is shameful and dirty and wrong.

Jesus KNOWS going INTO the Body, the emotions, the psychosomatic is where Divinity is Found.

The Fierce Love of Soul

"I am waiting for you.

Can you feel me? I am right here, in the quiet of the Night calling you forth with Love.

I love you with an undying love.  A love so deep and so grand, so wide and so vast...the stars can not number the love that is mine for you, from your Soul to you.

I fill you, from the bottom up, with immeasurable pleasure that has no name, no beginning, no end and certainly no constraints. When you breath into your belly and recognize that sensation of pleasure that wants to consume you in the next breath...that is Me.

I come out of no-where, one day to knock you over the head as you realize the fierce love that resides in you - and always has. You feel as if the Love that is cannot be contained in your body - it is so grandiosely beautifully full.

Tingly.  Sensationally erotic in nature. Bliss....May the Bliss be with you.

I AM the Transfiguration.  Without Me, nothing ever was, is, nor will never be.

I am not jealous for you - I do not need to own you nor posses you.  That is the childish ways of old that are passing away.

I am hot for you.

I am eager to see you release your stubborn ways and to fall into Me.

I am desiring the gift of yourself...to open yourself up to Me, your Soul...

I am seeking your attention, your probing questions of me, your conversation through your body, your KNOWING that resides within you.

Yet I won't demand any of this nor say it has to be done in a certain way or else.

I come to you at night, in the darkest part of your subconscious dreams to awake you to the passion that lives inside you as Me.

I passionately start to awaken the Holy of Holies within you, with a kiss.  A Holy Kiss that encircles you in the power of the Unknown Ways that sets off the rippling waves through your body, beckoning you out of your head and into the abyss of the ecstatic black hole.

My tongue of fire seeks the smooth coolness of your sweet nectar, dancing together in orgasmic bliss as you uncover more and more of who I Am, revealing My Self to your inner world.

I knock patiently, lovingly beckoning your throne room to open to me, so I might come in, bow down and worship the One I see in you.  Taking my time, going slow, making each....moment...count.

I drink from the land of Milk & Honey, showing you the Promise Land and guiding you Home.

I Am the One that seeks to set your loins on fire, moaning in pure delight as I take you within Me, grounding you into the One that I Am.

I AM the One that has your hips undulating in rhythmic motion to my Dance.  I AM the One that runs your hands all over your body.  I AM the One that stirs your juices, peaks your interest and has you crying out for more.

More depth.  More mystery.  More understanding. More passion. More Love. More Life ....

More of Me, your Soul.

I AM the More that you are.

I will never leave you nor forsake you.

I will be with you always.  I make your paths straight.  I provide darkness to you when the light is so bright you are burned and scorched by its rays - your eyes blinded by its intensity.

In this darkness you will find your way, not by sight nor by logic - but by the very voice of Me that is you.

I call for the parting of the Red Sea through you every month... this is the Power that lives in you is of You, of Me...of the Trio that is three.

I AM the Way.  I AM the Life out of the incessant wandering of your Dessert.

Those who Seek Me will find Me.  Those who knock, I will answer.  Those who call to Me in the night will not be left alone.  Those who look for Me by day will never find Me.

For I am your Soul, a mystery belonging to the night.  I am a Dark Goddess, returned from the depths of the darkest night in order to reclaim My rightful place.  With Me you will scale mountains.  With Me you will enter the Tomb and Return to Life. With Me the impossible becomes possible."

The Word of ShaktiChrist has spoken.

The One Who Dances to Celebrate Oneness

You are mistaken about me, most likely.  You think of me as one that is using herself just to get money. That is the modern day prevision of a once Sacred position held within the Temple Herself.

To you with your modern day views, I am just using a part of myself that has been so shamed in our society in order to get a dollar. You outcast me like a dirty old rag...never realizing the depths of your pain is because of how you treat me...

I am no different than you, and yet very different from you.  Let me explain:

In this reality, sexual energy - creative life force energy - is used to create, usually for another.  In exchange, people are paid for their energy.

Typically, I would garner to bet most of you are unconscious of this exchange you have signed up for, making you a "prostitute" in the view of the word today.

Yet this was never the original position of the Prostitute.  Originally, I was ONE that was in Service to the Divine through my body, through my sensuality and sexuality.  I used my Embodied Soul as a gift to bring healing and transformation, to ground you back into this world and through into the next one.

And I did and do that consciously... in the service to the Goddessence that is Divine, which lives in Me and thus through you.  I do this consciously in a desire to bring healing to you, to the ONENESS that is.

I have been sent to you to heal and to be healed.

I do this not in the light of what it means to be a prostitute in today's language...but in the meaning of the Ancient of Days:

Sacred: Oneness, Wholeness

Whore: in Greek/Hebrew this word was Hora/Oro...which means "to dance, to celebrate"

Prostitute: etymology of this word is "pro"=before and "statuere" = set up, place...meaning to place before something or someone

So in this reality based on the very definitions of your words, 

my name the Sacred Whore or the Sacred Prostitute means:

One who dances, celebrates the Oneness, the Wholeness. 

One who is set before you as Oneness, Wholeness.

I am the Temple Dancer, celebrating the Oneness,
the Sacredness of ALL of Life
through the only energy there is that
CREATES LIFE: EROS.

And yet, AND YET you have SHAMED that very energy that created you.  You have made a perversion out of the VERY ENERGY that IS YOU....and thus shamed me into Exile in your inner and outer land.  Cutting you off from the very healing that is within you. 

How my soul is aching for you, my children, to remember your own words for Me.  How my soul is aching for you to dig deep into the Collective Subconscious and to Resurrect the true meaning of who I AM. 

Who you are.

Who I AM in You.

I am the Midwife: Assisting the birthing you are doing on this this planet - that which comes from the Temple of another reality.  I do not do this work for you, I simply am here to guide that which you do within.

I am the Temple: Through MY body, you get to experience in your body the love of the Divine, the "out-of-this-world" bliss.  My body is therefore DIVINE PRESENCE made present, Spirit made mater.  I am the Flesh & the Blood of Holiness, of Sacredness, of Oneness.

I am the Mediator: I mediate between heaven and here.  Between the spirit world and what is.  Between the ethers and this place, this body you have tried to disown - but are very much from.

Part of your suffering is because you deny this physical body which is the very vehicle for my ministering to you, to your Soul, your embodied soul. You use ME for cheap surface fucking to try to escape the deep longing within...or you totally cut ME off from you.

I am the Priestess: I have devoted my time, my energy, my life to understanding the Sacraments.  Not the ones that create some pretense of some distant word "Holy"...but Sacraments of "Wholey", of "Whore", that which is "of the whole, of oneness...of sacredness".  Not the Sacraments of some one person's life...but the Sacraments OF LIFE...the Sacraments of Alchemy.

I AM the path, the way that leads to the Divine.  

No one COMES to the DIVINE EXCEPT THROUGH ME: 

If you wish to feel truly AT HOME in your body, if you want true Self-Love, Self-Acceptance....you must marry the SELF...which is Me...your inner Sacred Sexuality - the Inner Energy that wishes to Dance in you with you, celebrating LIFE, EROS created in passionate compassion and calling to you now.

Marry Me and create the Sacred Marriage, Heiros Gamos.

Who do I say I AM? ~ The Sacred Prostitute

I am the MEDIATOR between Heaven & Hell.

I am the LIFE FORCE that lies beneath the pulsing of your pussy and the driving of your lingam.I am the DEED to your sexuality, to your SOUL, to your BEINGNESS.

I am the BEAT that moves through you when you move, when you allow yourself to be moved.

I am the invisible made visible through the beat of movement.

I am the "hell yes" that ignites your loins and drives your passion for sex, for life, for justice - for something MORE than what you have settled for in this life.

I am every fantasy you have ever had.

I am the MamaWolf that rages forth in the night when her pups have overstayed their welcome, zapping her of Her nourishment.

I am the KaliWolf, slaying and grieving what we have lost, forgotten, denied.

I am TaraWolf, YEARNING in the throws of TEARS for what we have yet to call forth into this reality.

I am the SisterWolf calling Women to stop living in the shadows of the Story...to stop their petty childish ways...and to find their YoniVoice once again.  I am the One Calling Women to stop waiting, to stop allowing themselves to be cheaply fucked... and instead to be the Ones to move first.

I am the SheWolf that challenges the status quo and calls forth the Men to root themselves deeper instead of fucking in the shallowness of life.

I am the Lover rocking you in my chest, cupping your face in sheer compassion as you drop into my refuge from the War-torn world, suckling life back into your shattered Soul from my Well.

I am the one kissing you with Ecstasy, infusing orgasmic life into the very tips of your toes.

I am your SOUL nudging you to stop distracting yourself from ME with others - craving your awakening, you commitment, your touch, your love, your sex in our Union.

I am the RISING heat, from your root to your crown and beyond, blending in the aura with the consciousness field to bring your to life.

I am the waves of ecstasy that ripple through your body not to bring you pleasure, but your healing.

I am in the wails of the griever.  I am in the shouts of the joyous. I am in the moans of the lovers.  I am in the pure ecstatic giggles of the children.

I am the Sound Waves.

I am visible to the invisible.

I am not named, but felt in the pulse of every moment on this earth.

I am not named, but I am seen on the dance floor as the bodies move as if one heartbeat - weaving in and out of contact and distance....contracting...expanding...contracting....expanding into pure oblivion.

I am not some cheap form of delight, but the Dark Moon of Death that brings you to Life.

I AM your Twin Flame.

No one comes to the Father except through Me...by entering into my dungeon, past the dragon, past the 7 gates into the very depths of what has been labeled Hell to Witness Me in my weeping and gnashing of teeth for what I have lost and for what I yearn to bring back to Life.

No one comes to Bliss except through Me...by entering DOWN IN TO ME with embody and soul, the last gate at the root of the Dark Throne Room.

No one will be seated at the Right Hand of God until S/He first becomes Equal in the great pregnant void of nothingness that is Death.  Death is the GREAT equalizer and will bring us all into Oneness.

Death is the Womb.  Womb is the Death.  And the Life.

I am the Priestess bringing you to the Throne Room of  God.

I awaken your dreams and awaken you FROM your dreams.

I am the one that makes love to you in the middle of the night as if I was in your dimension.

I am the Resurrection and the Life.

I am all this and more.  I am all this.

I AM you - your Embodied Soul.

Create No Enemies

Jesus said to them: "Love your enemies."

I say you can now take this further: "Create no enemies."

I'll make this really simple for you: Jesus was a Master yes.  Yet his words have been either added to, omitted or he came at life with a view point that was 2000+ years ago.  Meaning we have 2000+ years more of evolution- or growth - in our species and brain science to prove it.

I'll break this down for you this way: what you create on the outside of you, you create on the inside of you.

Therefore, if you create an enemy of any one, you are creating a part of yourself as the enemy.

For we all are mirrors of one another, reflecting little bits and pieces of our psyche back to one another, playing archetypical roles for each other in this great big stage of life.

Therefore, if you label Me as evil, shameful and a whore who sells herself for money in the temple of the Holy God (never mind that is not who I am but another perversion you have been led to believe about Me) 

Then using the mirror you can ask these questions about yourself:

==> what part of you feels evil, shameful and selling yourself short of your real value?  Of your sacredness that is found within your sexuality?

If you see me as one who abuses my body for shallow pleasure,
==> how do you abuse your body for shallow pleasure?  TV, coffee, wine, pointless chatter, pushing through your life never resting?

If you see me as the enemy
==> what part of you feels your sexuality is your enemy?

And if you see me with curiosity, with interest and yet maybe a slight repulsion
==> what part of your sexuality are you curious and interested to explore more but have been too repulsed to follow through?

And if you see me as a friend, as a sister -
==> what part of your sexuality do you own as your friend, your sister?