Aurora Terrenus: April 2012

Saturday, April 28, 2012

They Are Only Words

(Sibyl comes via Latin from the Greek word sibylla, meaning Prophetess ~ she can reach forward and back thousands of years by her voice by the aid of the goddess.)
This story is based on true events.*
THEY ARE ONLY WORDS
"They are only words" said the King to the Sibyl (or Prophetess) who stood before him offering nine of her books for sale for 300 pieces of gold.
She stood before him, hauntingly beautiful. Her eyes were deeper than any abyss. She wore an earth colored dress, wrapped in a mid-night blue cape studded with stars.
This old woman, in a voice of magnificence, energy and power said to the King:
"Yes. Words. Words that begin the night before the sun was born and narrate a sacred history of ancestral memories and all of the wisdom of the ancients. Words create and destroy in a multitude of meanings. I tried to paint a picture of words so precise, so perplexing that all would understand and see perchance my paint dripping from their hands. I wanted to invoke a feeling and a love for the quest for the fruits of the inner life ~ that individually and collectively they could have an experience of the deepest significance."
"It is preposterous that you ask such an enormous price," said the King. "I am lead to believe that you are a madwoman."
"Three books ~ if you do not attend ~ are burned together in the end ~ Three books you do not desire ~ to be exalted in the fire." she chanted.
Before his eyes, the Sibyl burned three books and asked the same price for the remaining six books.
Now the King was totally convinced that she was a madwoman.
The smoke from the fire of the burning books rose and she spoke as if her voice was a vapor from the flames:
"A psychograph sets out the picture of the soul. Is there a soul? What is the fate of a Soul after Death? Does a philosopher whose thoughts transcend this world commit so absurd an act as dying? Or do they disdain to die and only disappear? Is there an apocalypse of the world within? Are we wonder workers? Can we be two or more places at the same time?"
The King shook his head signifying a 'no' to the enormous price of the remaining six books.
"Three books if you do not attend ~ are burned together in the end~ Three books you do not desire ~ to be exalted in the fire." she cited again.
And the Sibyl proceeded to burn three more books before his eyes and the price for the remaining three books remained the same - 300 pieces of gold.
With spiritual determination and a mystic force the Sibyl pointed to her remaining three books and to the King and said:
"To you then who have absolute power, I speak, in hopes that you might love wisdom ~ the ways of wisdom and words of wisdom and not lead your people astray. What is to become of a world without wisdom? A world without imagination, forgiveness, inspiration, poetry, art, intuition, music, dreams, visions? Who will explore the unknown and communicate the incommunicable? Who will attempt to speak of the ineffable and the incomparable beauty of love and wisdom? Who will adhere to the maxim: Know thyself?"
The King immediately changed his mind and bought the remaining three books for her original asking price of 300 pieces of gold.
These famous Sibylline Books were kept in the Capitoline Temple in Rome and consulted in emergencies by the Senate. But they were burned along with the Temple in 83 BC.
Why? I do not know. They are only words.

©Aurora Terrenus, 2006

* The oracles of the Cumaean Sibyl composed nine books and she offered them to Tarquin the Proud, the last of the seven kings of Rome. She did burn the books in threes until the King bought the remaining three for her price of nine books. The three books were burned in 83BC along with the temple. Modern archaeologists are satisfied that they have identified her cave at Cumae.

Sophia Re-Emerging

The feminine in Western Spirituality

re-emerging in this New Age is the hauntingly

beautiful splendor and sacred awe of the spirit

of Sophia; the Gnosis and Wisdom not of

some passing age, but an inexhaustible spiritual

power, impervious to time, that connects

the Elect of all ages.

From a cloud of Peace, in a mist of Silence,

She spans the world to create a synthesis, to

unite the opposites, to pervade and permeate

all hearts with the inner light of love.

Sophia is, will be, and has always been the

elixir of life; the philosopher's gold; the oneness

and essence of the physical world-self, the

Quinta Essentia.

Before time began, before the creation,

in the beginning, Sophia was co-eternal, co-existing

with God, and She shall remain forever.

Sophia is the resplendent, Holy Spirit

benevolent to mankind.

The spiritual and psychical pursuit of Sophia

must be achieved if we are to live, world-wide,

in Peace and Prosperity.

Preface in The Shroud of Sophia

@1986 Aurora Terrenus

Wisdom the Divine Spirit - Ajijic, Mexico 2006

WISDOM: THE DIVINE FEMININE SPIRIT

@2006 Aurora Terrenus

Bells are symbols of the feminine and the dorje is a symbol of the masculine.

This is the beauty and harmony of masculine and feminine coming together.

Tibetan monks use bells to put them in a meditative state. Meditation is a Sanskrit word that means direct perception of wisdom.

Bells are also used to call in the angels so if you have been wondering why you are here ~ it is because I have been calling you in.

I am a high priestess in the Holy Order of Wisdom.

I come in peace. I have no weapons. I honor your soul.

I invite you into Her temple.

On our altar, we have a Peace Candle. In the daily lighting of this candle we offer this prayer:

O Great Mother of Peace, in the names of your children and the children of your chldren, we light this candle. In reverence, in honor, in gratitude and in remembrance of you. O Holy Mother, O Spiritual Mother of the divine spark of light that you reflect and ingnite in our souls, Be here now. We are called the Peacemakers. Blessed are our ways. We are known as the true children of Divine Love and Divine Wisdom, your Spiritual children on Earth. O Holy Mother, gather all of your children and grace us with Peace on Earth now. Amena.* Amen is a Hebrew word and means truly. Amena is an Arabic word and means to make complete. Because we feel it is the divine feminine that is lacking in the world today, we use Amena at the end of all of our prayers.

It is an honor for me to speak in Ajijic again among so many faces of friends and so many friendly faces.

In the words of Yogi Berra.. "it feels like deja vu all over again."

The topic today is Wisdom: the divine feminine spirit.

Wisdom says of herself: "I am that I am. I am deeper than the ocean. I set my compass on the depths. I permeate and pervade all things. I was before the beginning. Love me and I will give you a garland of grace and a crown of glory."

How did it begin for me? This love of wisdom? Thru Wonder.

In 1971, my husband and I and our two small children were in England.

It was a time of turmoil for me and it was like now, a time of war. I was wondering about the meaning of life and asking, "Is this all there is?"

A vision of light appeared to me.

It was like Light coming in the form of a female divinity. She said, "I love you. Love me. I am Sophia."

It seemed as if this was a very magical and mystical place, so the next day, I asked a farmer if people had visions or saw things in the forest. And he said, "Seen an angel, huh? O they can be quite a bother sometimes."

I am of Greek descent. I read and write and speak Greek.

I knew Sophia as wisdom as philosophy is the love of wisdom, as theosophy is divine wisdom, etc.

After the vision, I started doing research on Sophia.

It seems as if in all holy books and holy traditions there is a magnanimous love of wisdom. And the one common denominator of all religions is a belief in the immortality of the soul.

Soul, in Greek is psyche and feminine and Wisdom is Sophia and feminine.

The feminine in western spirituality re-emerging in this new age is the hauntingly beautiful splendor and sacred awe of the spirit of Sophia. The gnosis and wisdom not of some passing age, but an inexhaustible spiritual power impervious to time that connects the Elect of all ages.

From a cloud of Peace, in a mist of silence, she spans the world to create a synthesis, to unite the opposites, to pervade and permeate all hearts with the inner light of love.

Sophia is, will be and has always been the elixir of life, the philosopher's gold, the oneness and essence of the physical world-self, the Quinta Essentia.

There is nothing that I can tell you that you do not already know if you remember in the true sense of the word, give members to, become one with your soul.

The Goddess religions might be called the oldest in the world.. and in some parts of CA goddess is a verb!

The first writer in history or herstory - (from Greek histor) meaning for finding out or learned or wise woman or man..

The first writer whose name and works have been preserved was Enheduanna born ca 2300 BC, a priestess of the moon goddess. (Sumer)

She writes of her image of the goddess Inanna

and the Divine Essences..

"Lady of all the essences, full of light, good woman clothed in radiance whom heaven and earth love.

In the evening you shine, brilliant and lovely. In the morning you shine, mighty and radiant.

In the heavens you stand like the sun and the moon. On earth you are known for your greatness and beauty.

To you, I now pray holy priestess of heaven.

To you I now pray, Inanna to you."

(Babylonian song)

The goddess represents an archetype of order, wholeness, deliverance and salvation~ bringing messages of hope and a wholeness in time.

Where there is no conflict between thinking and feeling or reason and emotion. (Jung)

The soul relates the individual to the world in a meaningful way.. beyond here and now.. to the numinous, the sacred, the mystical.

Einstein said, "The finest emotion of which we are capable is the mystic emotion."

If we go back to around 500-600 BC, we find seekers of wisdom all over the planet. This was a time before the internet, when it took months, maybe years for ideas to cross the globe.

The Egyptians had circumnavigated Africa,but still these were not internet days. It might take a whole year for a monk to write a manuscript.

And yet, in India Buddha was writing "Tripitakia ~ the three baskets of Wisdom."

Zoraster in Persia and the Greek philosophers Pythagoras, Heraclitus among many others in Greece and Jewish prophets in Israel, Egypt and Babylon were also writing about Wisdom. King Solomon wrote:

"Sophia I loved above all things. I loved Her above sceptre and throne and at the time, I still did not know Her as the Mother of Life."

In China, Lao-Tsu wrote:

"There was something complete and mysterious existing before heaven and earth. Silent, invisible, unchanging, standing alone, Unceasing, ever in motion. Able to be the mother of the world, I do not know its name ~ Call it Tao." (The Way of the Ultimate)

"Can you still your animal soul, hold to the one, and never leave it? Can you still your breath, quietly to the softness of a child's breath? Can you purify your mystic vision and clear it until it is spotless? Can you love all of your people and rule over the land without being known? Can you in opening and closing the heavenly gates, play always the female part?" (Chap. 10. The Mystic Virtue)

One of the seven Chinese Taoist Immortals is a woman who waits for you at the heavenly gates and welcomes you with open arms and with a kiss.

If a dying Sufi master has a vision of a young beautiful girl ~ this is his assurance of Immortality.

One of the most amazing things that came out during this period of time is the axiom of Maria the prophetissa, who was in Egypt. It is written that all of the art of alchemy is based on the Axiom of Maria.. out of the one...

"One becomes two; two becomes three, and from the ternary comes the four ~ then new unity, or new order as One." (Jung)

Lao-tzu came up with the same formula in China.

In alchemy, black is the initial germinating stage ~ the dark earth Mother Diana of Ephesus, was depicted with black hands and face, recalling the black openings of caves and grottos. Black sometimes symbollizes time and white symbollizes timelessness and ecstasy and white, too, traditionally is a feminine color.

Red the color of birth and re-birth, passion, fire and purification and in alchemy red and white is the conjunction of opposites. Red is also the color of the first chakra and Kundalini rising.. the spiritual feminine.

In Christian art, red stands for charity and love and when the risen Christ appeared to Mary Magdalene, she hurried off to tell the other disciples. On her way, she met Pontius Pilate and told him of the wondrous news. "Prove it" Pilate said. At that moment a woman carrying a basket of eggs passed by and Mary Magdalene took one in her hand. As she held it up before Pilate, the egg turned a brilliant red. In Jerusalem, in the Cathedral of Mary Magdalene there is a beautiful statute of her holding a colored egg - a reminder of her ability to perform miracles. The gnostics also believe that Mary Magdalene is a personification of Divine Wisdom, Sophia.

In alchemy, the three main phases of "The Great Work" - a symbol of spiritual evolution were (1) prime matter (corresponding to black) (2) mercury (white) and (3) sulphur (red) culminating in the production of the stone (gold) or the state of glory.

So that the series black - white - red - gold, denotes the path of spiritual ascension.

The golden crown of divine love and divine wisdom is the symbol of majestic totality, of unity of wholeness and holiness.

A crown of victory and glory. The golden crown of divine love and divine wisdom is placed on your head as a symbol of the union of the divine powers within you.

Now I would like to read a short alchemial story - "My Sister the Unicorn"

They are only words

(Sibyl comes via Latin from the Greek word sibylla, meaning Prophetess ~ she can reach forward and back thousands of years by her voice by the aid of the goddess.)

This is a story that took place somewhere around 600 BC in Greece.

THEY ARE ONLY WORDS

"They are only words" said the King to the Sibyl (or Prophetess) who stood before him offering nine of her books for sale for 300 pieces of gold.

She stood before him, hauntingly beautiful. Her eyes deeper than any abyss. An old woman, in an earth colored dress, wrapped in a mid-night blue cape studded with stars.

In a voice of magnificence, energy and power she said:

"Yes. Words. Words that begin the night before the sun was born and narrate a sacred history of ancestral memories and all of the wisdom of the ancients. Words create and destroy in a multitude of meanings. I tried to paint a picture of words so precise, so perplexing that all would understand and see perchance my paint dripping from their hands. I wanted to invoke a feeling and a love for the quest for the fruits of the inner life ~ that individually and collectively they could have an experience of the deepest significance."

"It is preposterous that you ask such an enormous price," said the King. "I am lead to believe that you are a madwoman."

"Three books ~ if you do not attend ~ are burned together in the end ~ Three books you do not desire ~ to be exalted in the fire."

Before his eyes, the Sibyl burned three books and asked the same price for the remaining six books.

Now the King was totally convinced that she was a madwoman.

The smoke from the fire of the burning books rose and she spoke as if her voice was a vapor from the flames:

"A psychograph sets out the picture of the soul. Is there a soul? What is the fate of a Soul after Death? Does a philosopher whose thoughts transcend this world commit so absurd an act as dying? Or do they disdain to die and only disappear? Is there an apocalypse of the world within? Are we wonder workers? Can we be two or more places at the same time?"

The King shook his head signifying a 'no' to the enormous price of the remaining six books.

"Three books if you do not attend ~ are burned together in the end~ Three books you do not desire ~ to be exalted in the fire."

And the Sibyl proceeded to burn three more books before his eyes and the price for the remaining three books remained the same - 300 pieces of gold.

With spiritual determination and a mystic force the Sibyl pointed to her remaining three books and to the King:

"To you then who have absolute power, I speak, in hopes that you might love wisdom ~ the ways of wisdom and words of wisdom and not lead your people astray. What is to become of a world without wisdom? A world without imagination, forgiveness, inspiration, poetry, art, intuition, music, dreams, visions? Who will explore the unknown and communicate the incommunicable? Who will attempt to speak of the ineffable and the incomparable beauty of love and wisdom? Who will adhere to the maxim: Know thyself?"

The King immediately changed his mind and bought the remaining three books for her original asking price of 300 pieces of gold.

The Sibylline books were carefully preserved in the temple of Apollo for 1,000 years and burned as heresy in 408 AD.

Why? I do not know. They are only words.

@Aurora Terrenus, 2006

Is Love Stronger than Death?

Is Love Stronger Than Death?

by @2006 Aurora Terrenus

(this story takes place sometime between 430-500AD)

"Father, I cannot believe you are leaving mother for an older woman" said the young boy.

The father drew his young son slose to him and kissed him on his forehead.

"No, my son, I am not leaving your mother for an older woman. I am leaving your mother for an old woman. But I will return.

I am sailing tomorrow to the island of Samos to seek an old wise woman who lived in Alexandria during the height and decline of its renaissance and perhaps may be the only witness that is free to tell us what really happened. She wrote some books on Alchemy too."

"But, Father, can't you just read her books?"

"No, my son, the books she wrote were burned along with hundreds of thousands of books in the great fire of the Royal and Public Libraries in Alexandria. When I return I will tell you all of her stories, but I am compelled now to go and meet her for she is very, very old."

"Father, what is her name?"

"Alithea of Alexandria."

Now this is one of Alithea's stories....

IS LOVE STRONGER THAN DEATH?

Alexandria had become a beacon of light and a rainbow bridge uniting three continents - Asis, Africa and Europe celebrating a new spirit and a renaissance of culture, art, science, math and more.

Scholars, philosophers, mathematicians, scientists, the greatest thinkers, the greatest minds, the greatest writers of the ancient world were drawn to Alexandria making it the world's first major learning center and the oldest university in the world.

The Alexandrian Library was the largest most magnificent library. It had from four hundred thousand to seven hundred thousand priceless hand-written papyrus scrolls.

The outer library or public library had more than forty thousand books. The libraries were next to the palace and the museum and the seafront where there were warehouses of books.

It seems as if for hundreds of years all of the kings of Alexandria loved books. They had custom officials search every ship that came into Alexandria harbor and there were many for the lighthouse Pharos at Alexandria was one of the seven wonders of the ancient world making Alexandria one of the busiest ports.

The kings paid ransoms and searched ships not for exotic treasures of gold or silver or silk or spices but for original manuscripts. In return for their manuscripts, the owners were paid huge deposits of gold and silver coins. And it is told that all deposits were forfeited by all kings making books more valuable than gold or silver.

Then the mood of Alexandria began to change. The decree of all books forbidden not only to read but forbidden to own was followed by the decree that ordered all books considered heresy to be committed to the fire.

I left Alexandria after Hypatia was murdered, after the library was burned, but before people began destroying their own private libraries of cherished books not to be caught, condemned or murdered for owning certain books.

Hypatia was the last great teacher before the library was burned.

Hypatia was a scientist always loving the assumption that any time, any place, the same physical causes give the same physical results. In mathematics, that past, present and future equations ended in the same results.

Hypatia was also a philosopher of the oldest school of wisdom accepting that insight, intuition and creative imagination birth genius.

When Hypatia, which in Greek means 'highest', stood at the podium in the auditorio of the great Royal Library all were captivated not only by her words but also by her beauty. Some even said that it was as if the goddess Athena with all of the beauty and wisdom in the world was standing before them and speaking. Hypatia was the most popular teacher. Her lectures had sometimes as many as five thousand people.

I always knew when Hypatia entered the front gate of my house. There was a certain way that the gate swung open, as if a little breeze was blowing and then instead of coming up the front steps, Hypatia would walk around to the side garden and sit in the shade under the fig tree and call to me. "Alithea, come!"

A week before Hypatia was murdered, she told this dream to me:

"I dreamed that I went through a purification ceremony and somehow came out on another side without my mortal flesh.

It was as if I was spiritual energy experiencing ultra-life.

As if I had been purified by fire; and love and wisdom and peace were the triumphant powers.

I dreamed four angels took me up through celestial spaces to a beautiful garden of the blessed where love and wisdom welcomed me with open arms and a kiss.

I sat beneath a singing tree laden with blue roses and I experienced love and happiness and an illumined center of eternity.

Alithea, I do not know how to say it exactly but I knew in an instant Life without Death."

On the morning of Hypatia's murder, I went three times to the door thinking that I heard her footsteps approaching.

All the while, unknown to me, a mob met Hypatia on the road as she left the library.

Hypatia, the scientist, the mathematician, the author, the thinker, a genuine human being and my friend from the cradle was killed because she was also a philosopher, a priestess of the goddess and a pagan.

To believe something different, is that a crime punishable by death?

And what a bloody, barbarous, brutal death. Before they burned what remained of her in the churchyard, they had dragged her through the city, had beaten her and they had scrapped off her skin with abalone and pottery shells.

As if killing her would destroy the memory ofher, her works and her existence.

Had her dream been a harbinger of a divinatory or prophetic secret?

That day that Hypatia told her dream to me is the last time that I saw her.

The last thing Hypatia ever said to me as she left my house that day was ~

"We are one with the world, the All. And the world and the All are one with us.

Let's pass it on, Alithea.

Love IS stronger than Death."

*******************

notes:

There are contradictory dates among historians about when this really happened.

Hypatia 335-370 AD

Suda Lexicon, a 10th century Encyclopedia lists Hypatia as a famed philosopher, mathematician, scientist, and author of:

- A Commentary on the Arithmetica of Diophantus

- A Commentary on the Conics of Apollonious

- Editor of one of her famous father Theon's book - Commentary on the Almagest of Ptolemy

inventor of the astrolabe and the hydrometer.

March 10 - Martydom of the divine Hypatia

************

1995 Egyptian and British archaeologists discover site of Great Library in Alexandria with auditorio capable of holding 5,000 persons.

Great Library - complete annihilation 409AD

Decree to destroy all things pagan 391 AD

Alexander the Great 356-323 BC

Library had sections on law, medicine, tragedy, comedy, religion, lyric poetry, mathematics, science, miscellanea - Taoist writings, Buddhist texts, Old and New Testament Books, Goddess religions, alchemy, 2 million lines of Zoroastrianish, history of Babylon in Greek.

My Sister the Unicorn

by Aurora Terrenus

ISBN: 0-945717-90-3

On the wings of the blue pelican,

I want to fly away with you

to the planet Anamorphon

where all things begin anew.

Where you will discover

that which you are seeking

is also seeking you.

You will find Peace

and Love will set you free

as soon as you enter the Charis Galaxy.

We come together, Children of Light,

to the unsleeping radiance

of the planet of no night.

No death, no mourning,

no crying, no pain, no evil

knows the way there.

It is the knowledge of indescribable goodness

that all pure and innocent hearts share.

Sounds as if life on Anamorphon

is quite different from the way

life is on earth,

wouldn't you agree?

But those of us on Anamorphon

in plain view, we can see

the day on earth

this prophecy will come true:

All hearts will live in peace;

and when this is true,

the pelican will turn blue.

Come fly away with me to the future

and we will look back in time

and see it all happen in our hearts and in our minds.

Absurd at first they said

and then in amazement, they shouted

It most definitely is true:

The pelican is blue.

A momentous event

as before the earth had never seen,

the radiant light of a miracle;

they even noticed that

I am green.

I am a green lion,

a thinker and a poet, too,

I might add; and

parts of the story

I am going to tell are very, very sad.

The opposite of sad is happy

that you know without a doubt.

It's the secret of what makes you happy

that this story is all about.

Now if we begin at the beginning,

not necessarily in a visible,

bodily gathering,

but in a jubilous, magical atmosphere.

If we press our hands together

in silence,

say the magic words and believe,

a wonder of wonder will

fill our hearts and

the invisible will appear.

If I become you and you become me:

Magic words: 'Philo-Soffi'

As you believe, so let it be.

I believe, actually,

I know eyes have seen

and ears have heard

and hearts have imagined

the beauty of transformation

with one word: LOVE!

LOVE: the gladness of joy and unity,

without and within,

is, will be, and has always been ~

the elixir of life, my treasured friends.

I love the idea of two

co-eternal, co-equal principles

coming together, instantaneously.

Two powers like Love and Wisdom

synthesizing and setting all hearts free!

It has happened in You.

It has happened in Me.

I am at this moment of connection,

the embodiment of Immortality.

Wholeness. Radiance. Harmony.

My first love, the love above all loves,

is the first time I saw BEAUTY!

I fell in love with her.

And at that magical moment,

all things came together simultaneously.

I knew I was FREE!

You and I know this feeling of LOVE

that happens for the first time,

just like it did before,

and in our daily lives,

we see it happen more and more.

And we begin expecting Miracles.

Miracles are physical manifestations

of dreams that come true.

Wondrous, magical, magnificent dreams,

like the one that brought you.

A starburst, a moonbeam,

the whole golden sun,

I got all three and only wished for one.

So remember this, my darling dears,

when you wonder what dreams can do,

for it is the fulfillment of a dream

that I speak with You.

I thank the stars for you every nite,

for like the stars in the darkness,

YOU ARE LIGHT.

You and you and you

and I do shine

when that inner light of divine love

connects your heart and mine.

Now I speak from my own experience,

which is called numinous,

because that is when a

divine spirit encounters us.

I was ferocious, blood sucking,

the king of the jungle and great!

Because greed and anger and jealousy

made me hate.

Now there's a word with a lot of power.

Have you ever noticed how many hearts

Hate can devour?

Mine was one. A wise philosopher,

a green lion, I am today.

But I have not always lived this way.

May I have another moment

of your precious time

to tell you one marvellous story,

of the transforming power of

the spirit of Love in all its glory?

For the record, this story did transpire

to enlighten lives and enrich them

and to inspire:

Crystal Lake glistens like a prism of crystals,

dazzling and clear.

An awesome feeling pervades and permeates

the glowing atmosphere.

Inscribed in stone,

this haunting message:

ONE UNFORGETTABLE, UNBELIEVABLE,

MOST BEAUTIFUL UNICORN,

SPOTTED HERE.

All creatures of the jungle

did journey to this reverent hiding place,

not only to drink from the lake

but to see face to face

the most magnificent symbol

of the spirit of solace and grace.

Not I. A Lion. It is not in my power

to sit and wait.

Remember, I am King of the Jungle,

ferocious, brutal, cruel and great!

All the little delicate creatures

that arrive at Crystal Lake,

I eat whole, devour.

I suck their blood and

chew their bones, hour after hour.

But the creature I wanted to kill

more than any other was

this beautiful unicorn.

All the little creatures

would chatter and wait to feel

the incredulous aura of magic

that emanates from her horn.

I kept hearing things like,

In the permeating,

all-encompassing luminous light

of her love,

we cannot die.

Soffi, the Unicorn Queen

is at once, earthly and divine;

simultaneously, she is

all things combined.

She drinks from the waters

of Crystal Lake with her horn;

this magical, mystical,

magnificent UNICORN.

Now it was the darkest hour before dawn,

the hour, they say,

when only the wise can see;

That a sense of awe did awaken

and mystify me.

Descending from a throne,

on a pillar of clouds,

in royal splendor,

The Unicorn Queen, Soffi,

I did see and I fell in love

with her beauty. Instantly.

Totally.

Inescapably.

Indescribable, immeasurable,

unconquerable and impervious to time,

was this beauty of the Love

above all loves,

that connected her heart and mine.

Incredulous,

she did not stoop to fill her horn

with the water from Crystal Lake,

as the little creatures had surmised.

Instead, her horn

filled the lake with water,

I saw it all with my own

disbelieving eyes.

And in the silence of her reflection,

of what was and is and forever more will be;

I felt the power of the Queen of Enchantment,

herself, unchanging,

fill me from within, make me new,

and Love did consume and conquer me.

I see the light brighter than

the light of the sun.

It emanates from your heart,

Golden One.

I see the dawn of a new beginning

in your eyes.

I see the lodestar of LOVE.

I see you are wise.

It has been written,

a ferocious, brutal king, a lion

finds Peace on Earth

through the transforming power of

LOVE

and lives in peace with the lamb

and the dove;

and becomes known as

Philo Philosophorus,

the wisest of the wise,

for he sees the unseen

and speaks the unheard of.

Philo becomes wise

not by the standards of some passing age

but by the ageless, lucid beauty

of the wise sage.

Timeless, he begins to travel

with the light-giving Spirit

of every age.

One Lion becomes wise

and the world attains Peace!

One heart, humble and free.

Interior insight and invincible strength

begins the understanding between

You and Me.

The Greatest Power Is Peace

is the revelation of the inner spirit.

So if powers are to reign supreme,

let LOVE be your King,

and WISDOM be your Queen.

Then will be the dawning of the

New World-Wide Renaissance,

for manifest in the essence of your being,

inside you now is the philosopher's gold.

You discover what you have always been:

The Resplendent One, of prophesies foretold.