Lessons about Love

Like any personal love relationship that

fulfills,

elevates,

transforms,

so grace makes us more and more like God.

Syzygy -- was that you (or just Carl messing with my head again?)

Remember those nights, Aeons and Aeons ago, when we arranged the black lights so we could see our shadow selves? When you asked me to dress up as a trickster and whisper sweet genderized indefinite articles into your ear while dancing to ‘Chesed – have Chesed, baby’?

It all ended too soon. I remember the morning when your anima got her knickers in a twist, screaming “The next time I find a bunch of your acausal connecting principles all tangled and slimy in the bathroom sink, I’m gonna mess with your mandala SO BAD .” Mana, oh mana, oh mana – were you pissed! (But let’s be honest, you weren’t no Superman yourself, you know.)

And then there was the issue about my "Great" Mother –- she kinda got in the way a lot, didn't she?

But please believe me when I tell you I have cleaned up my idiosynchronicities and I’m ready to commit to the principle of equivalence. All that, plus my animus no longer snores – I mean, what more could a Hero want?

I can sense, I can think, I can feel, I can intuit – but it just ain’t the same without you. Please come back to me! I have potentials for significance and would love to share them and my latest additions to the collective unconscious with you.

-- Your Maiden (aka mtm)

(Dear Dr. Jung -- please -- now maybe I can get some sleep??)

-- this is in or around some alchemical alley under the moon

meganthemegan 1/15/2006

Now is the Time (Hafiz)

Now is the time to know
That all that you do is sacred.

Now, why not consider
A lasting truce with yourself and God.

Now is the time to understand
That all your ideas of right and wrong
Were just a child's training wheels
To be laid aside
When you finally live
With veracity
And love.

Hafiz is a divine envoy
Whom the Beloved
Has written a holy message upon.

My dear, please tell me,
Why do you still
Throw sticks at your heart
And God?

What is it in that sweet voice inside
That incites you to fear?

Now is the time for the world to know
That every thought and action is sacred.

This is the time
For you to compute the impossibility
That there is anything
But Grace.

Now is the season to know
That everything you do
Is sacred.

Prayer of Saint Francis

O Lord, make me an instrument of Thy Peace!
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is discord, harmony.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sorrow, joy.

Oh Divine Master, grant that I may not
so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.