another new person

[Guest guest]

I'm new to the group but not new to Goddess intoxication. Though

I'm not as versed in Hindu as many in this group, I have read

Ramakrishna, parts of the Rig Veda, and some writings on Tantra.

Otherwise, most of my meditations on Mother have occurred naturally

through the years both in terms of understanding the universality

that is manifest in the female form and the idea that

gender/sexuality are processes instead of things. I call my Goddess

Sophia, meaning Wisdom, and do not see Her as distinct from Shakti

or the Absolute Godhead. I have one book written called "Sophia's

Web: understanding the unity and Diversity of Religion, Science and

Ourselves." If any of you are interested in the book, let me know

or visit it at http://1stbooks.com. Author is Burl Hall if you use

that in the search engine. I'am enclosing a recent meditation on

Sophia / Shakti. Roughly written, hope you enjoy anyway.

 

Seeding Freedom

The Morning Star arises in the East sky, leading the Sun into His

birth. Love fills my eyes in the glory of the new day. Darkness

radiates Light and Light impregnates the Dark. In the darkness of

my depths I carry the seed of humanity. That seed unfolds at the

loving touch of the Father's rays. It remains for me to be open to

His love.

The original Mother, Adam-Eve, is thought to be an historical man

and woman, existing in time much as Abraham Lincoln is thought to

exist in time. I say Adam-Eve is the depths of my Soul in Her naked

primacy. Adam-Eve is as much alive as (S)He was at the beginning of

the Bible. To know my Son-Daughter-ship in God is to know that when

the Lord said, "Let there be light," I flowed forth, not in times

past, but here and now.

As a child, I began experiencing my life in the here and now as a

light emerging from nowhere. Today I know this as the Sunrise that

is mirrored in all sunrises. My arising from the womb of Sophia is

Genesis.

I am born of the Mother and Sophia permeates the air around me. Her

presence is an immensity shining forth nakedly in the clouds, the

sun, and the ground. Yet, Sophia is not any of these things. She

saturates them and holds them within Herself just as I hold a

thought in the vacancy of my mind.

There is a cloud of perceptions and conceptualizations of the self

and the world that cloud over the naked innocence of Sophia. I

imagine Sophia in History for my thoughts hide Her timeless eternity

from view. These thoughts are the animal skins that have caused me

to be banned from the Garden of Peace, which is Sophia. They keep

me from my naked essence, my Nature. They bar me from freedom.

When I strip myself naked of my historical thoughts, there becomes

known a shining deep within me that I know is the Ancestor of our

ancestors. From this Mother – Ground, I spring forth. This Mother –

Ground shines forth within me not as a remnant of times past, but

as the nature of my being. This makes no sense to the historical

mind. To see it, one must dive deep.