Terran note: This parable reads to me a bit like a female version of Rumi. The journey of the feminine. Hope you enjoy it. I’ve had it buried in my computer for a few years. Got ignored with all the other things that needed to be done…
SHE AND THE BELOVED...
Posted on December 9, 2017 by Judith Kusel
She searched for her Beloved From the minute she was born Yet somehow he eluded her....
And with it, came a Quest
To know, more than anything else, The hidden Truth,
The Hidden Mystery of Mysteries, That which had no voice,
Was not tangible,
Yet which whispered there
In the deepest depths of her soul.....
She remembered him when she was seventeen In the visions, the dreams
Which came out of nowhere....
She knew his face...
She knew his voice...
She knew him intimately...
Yet, not where she walked
As she searched for him everywhere....
As he eluded her
She searched for the ultimate
In deeper knowledge,
The hunger inside her to know
Was more than anything else...
She devoured the books,
She researched
She prayed for a Higher path
A deeper Experience
Of All-that-is
As she then served
The masses with all that she had... The women...
The children...
The men ....
The paupers and Kings....
It mattered not to her what titles they bore For she saw the souls that were lost
So she became the words of Love
And encouragement
And often through her own tears
She became that light in the darkness
That Word
That Beacon
For she expended herself
Ever in highest service
For she knew no other path
But that of her soul
And highest calling thereof....
Then one day,
all which she had so carefully constructed,
And spend so many hours putting together
All fell apart....
As she saw how her work simply disintegrated
She threw herself before heavens Lamented and ask:
“What is this? Why me? Why?”
And she was asked to let go
Take leaps of faith
And to learn to fly like an eagle
With wings perfectly fit to fly....
And shown thousands out there Needing her to learn to do just that...
So she took flying lessons,
And she dreamed of the day
When she would meet her eagle
And could finally do the mating dance
And they would fly higher and higher And then she would fold her wings, And he would be there, catching her... And then reversed...
And she met her beautiful eagle She recognized his face
And his soul..
It was there in his eyes...
The voice...
It was as remembered
As Energy exploded
Within and without....
But within her was a torrent,
Something she could not voice
And more than this, a deeper and higher calling Which she knew she had vowed to fulfil...
And somehow that calling was bigger
And greater than the sum total of self...
For that hunger inside of her
To know deeper and more
And to return what was lost,
The Mystical call,
Was greater than even him at the time...
So she went and followed that call,
Never realizing until years later,
That indeed it was the call of her soul
To go and do what needed to be done,
For she did not only do this for herself
And the Quest,
But for the greater humanity....
In the midst of this
Love came to greet her
But she was not ready to open her heart and soul To embrace her Beloved
As yet,
For still there were memories,
And deep pain,
Which she could not voice,
Yet had a voice,
It was unspeakable
The pain....
And then,
She had to relive that
And to release it
And more than this
To forgive him
And all men
For the past lives
Had the trauma
Of burnings,
of shame,
of being persecuted To the death and beyond...
And as the releasing came
Something deep inside of her shifted And she felt that deep Love
The longing
To connect once again,
But this time,
Her prayer became the prayer of her soul, To love ever deeper
To have the heart open no matter what
And to experience ever deeper levels of love
And being loved
And More than this
That her sexuality,
Her sacredness as woman
Her Rose
Would open up more and more
So that she could finally love
With all that she is
Without boundaries
Without restrictions
Beyond the beyond...
And she was taken to the Temples of Love In the Sacred Halls of the Divine
And prepared for her Beloved
Anointed with Rose Oils
And with the Preciousness
Which cannot be voiced...
She was shown the beauty
The exquisiteness of her Beloved Him she has loved of yore,
And whom she loves
Ad infinitum...
A new birth arose
And with it deepening of love
Which goes beyond love
Where the cosmos expands
Within two
To become the ultimate Illumined Sun
As linked to the 7th....
And with it love deepens
Into infinitum
And explodes
As the thousand suns within suns
Of all Wisdom and Knowledge
And all That lies hidden
Within the Centrals Suns
Now finally made itself known....
Beloved!
Within you I find
That Genius
That Knowing
That ultimate State of Being
I have searched for so long...
Only with you!
You are my Sun
Of Illumination
You are the Soul
Of my Soul
You are the infinite Book
The Scroll
In which I lose myself
Only to find that with each page I turn
I find more to explore
And to love
To unite with within....
Sun of my Sun! Beloved....
You fill me...
I fill you...
And we are the filling
The Knowing
The Wisdom
Beloved
We are All!
Ad Infinitum!
Ad Infinitum!
Ad Infinitum!
My homecoming
In you!
(Judith Kusel) http://www.judithkusel.com http://www.judithkusel.wordpress.com
