The inspiration for this piece came to me during a period of study, pondering the duality of the feminine. Do I embrace the paradoxical nature of it all, or do I transcend? I was frozen in my doubt. I was the worldly seeking the wise. In a spontaneous opening of wisdom, at 4:44 she speaks to me, and I write.
I cry out to the wise feminine energy, the Tara, to clear my path. I can fight no longer, but, for me, I know she will carry weapons of destruction. Her arsenal will overflow with tools of building up and of demolishing.
I am weak. She is strong.
I am unsure. She expands and sweeps me into her arms.
I fear. She embodies courage.
I weep, and mourn. She knows the truth of the temporal.
I hesitate. She leaps into action.
Yet she is still elusive. Where is she? Will she appear to me? Will it be now? Tomorrow? How will I know her? Will she not help me? But, beware invoking Tara–the wrath of the divine feminine will destroy pieces of the world which you have created. With her kartari she will cut away that which you cling to.
Wait! Is that her? I feel her presence. Now she arrives at my side. Her weapons, her natural energy, and her boldness suddenly seem familiar to me. Now return to me all long past memories, hidden within the yellow cave of power. I reflect, I project, and I believe, therefor I know. The understanding emerges as the rising of the hot sun. For belief is one step along the path to gnosis. To get there, one must swim in the sea and search for the lost paradise. Fly above the waters of the flood and pluck the olive branch. Endure the terrors of the forest, and the ferocious monsters who will devour you. Dwell in the boneyard and drink from the skulls. This is how to seek her, for these are the places you will find her in.
As Yeshua was to be found amongst the lepers, the thieves, and the outcasts, so too will Tara be found amongst the dangerous, the ravenous, and the dark forces. Without the dark, we can not find the light. To seek and find true liberation through gnosis, is to understand the duality of creation.
Tara is every woman, and every woman is she. Tara is many, and the many are one. She is Eve, the first manifestation of the sacred feminine.
And Adam called his wife’s name Eve; because she was the mother of all living. (Genesis 3:20 KJVA.)
She has always been, and will never leave us. She waits with the patience of ages, and she strikes with a lightning flash as a cobra. She is me. And I am she. She awaits our union, in the yellow crystal core.
And when I am cruel, she teaches of compassion. Search for the dakini and where you find her you will discover true freedom.
Sea of Eden
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The inspiration for this piece came to me in a vision of Eden. It was beyond my reach, on the ocean floor. With hands raised to One who would see me and hear me, I cried out: “Let me see this place! Let me in!” Then came an answer: “Not yet”.
There was a day when God gave to Man dominion over the earth.
“And God blessed them, and God said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the earth.” (Genesis 1:28 KJVA.)
Man was strong and free. God had bestowed the power to command all of creation. Man could run, and could climb. Man could swim, and He could fly. All the Earth was Eden, and all was good.
But then was something different. Man was no longer the same. Gone were his gills and his fins. The power over water was leaving him now. For Man, water became a blessing and a curse–life or death to him and to all life. No longer could the human command the water.
Now comes the flood. The rain came down and the oceans swelled. Noah and his kin took to an ark for survival. During 150 days and more, man’s conversion became more complete. And Noah called upon the raven and the dove to fly for him, and seek dry land. Continents were then revealed, but not Eden.
“And the ark rested in the seventh month, on the seventeenth day of the month, upon the mountains of Ar´arat.” (Genesis 8:4 KJVA.)
Man was lost, disoriented. They disembarked onto the mountain and began to live again. But they had forgotten that they could swim. And they had forgotten that they could fly. And no longer could they find Paradise.
Now comes Jonah–thrown into the raging sea by a team of sailors. The whale knew he would not survive and thus became as the Ark had been for Noah–a vessel of safety.
“Now the Lord had prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonah. And Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights.” (Jonah 1:17 KJVA.)
What secrets did the whale tell Jonah? Did it carry him back to Paradise? Was it there, in the waters of the deep? Jonah had heard the call of God, and had seen Eden.
Now comes Jesus, walking upon the Sea of Galilee. He remembers that which had been forgotten for so many generations . He calls to Peter but Peter becomes lost, and can not remember.
” And in the fourth watch of the night Jesus went unto them, walking on the sea.” (Matthew 14:25 KJVA.)
Now comes the ichthys, and symbology of the fish. Where we find the fish, we find Eden. But still man can not go there. The way is shut for generation after generation. See now the ichthys as the ajna, calling upon us to see, or to sea.
Now comes Atlantis, and once again Utopia disappears into the great and dark abyss. The event reminds us to remember. Will we ever find the lost city?
Now I ask: is Eden in the sea? When will we return to it? When will we remember our dominion over all the Earth? I heard a voice say: “Not for generations will you remember. Not for 70 or 700 generations. But return you will. All generations will return, and yet you have already returned. For there is no returning, and there is no becoming. Past and future are illusions. Time does not exist. Know you are there, and Paradise is found. For Eden is a state of being, and a place each of us can go. Any who wish to find Eden must reclaim the power of dominion. And to have dominion over self is to be all-powerful.”
Now come the whales. They carry the ancient secrets. They know the way. They hide, deep within the ocean. Yet humans seek to destroy the whales. These majestic creatures carry the sounds of joy, and the tones of remembrance. They are the guardians of the very song of God. They watch over Eden and keep it safe from humanity, and safe for humanity.
Today, the same water that covered the Earth, and covers our paradise, recedes from us. Humans have polluted and defiled the lakes and the oceans. We have harmed, and made filthy, our life-giving water. We have made filthy our Eden. Shortage is coming. Many will die. But hope remains, if only we believe that we are the very water of life.
“He that believeth on me, as the Scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.” (John 7:38 KJVA.)
The search for the lost paradise exists in order to teach of duality. This story, as told to me, is about irony and synchronicity. Past and future are explained here. The story is about sabotage and redemption. The teachings of the waters are endless. I thirst for more, therefore I ask for the sacred water to be given me.
“but whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.” (John 4:14 KJVA.)
I have no answers still, only more questions. I still seek Eden, I still can not fly. And still I thirst.