In exalted mystic union, unstoppable force meets immovable object. The mystic master absorbs and distributes the immense feminine energy of material insatiability. Each gives perfect resolution to the other. Here, her movement is focused but free. Immune from haphazard seeking, this movement-centered femininity revolves around the resolute stillness of His abiding Word. So tethered, she is free to be what she is... God's hand, moving according to His will. They are mind and body perfected in unity. They are a living example of the interplay of created and creator; seeker and sought; humanity and causal desire. They are both one and different... an illusion of separateness on a kaleidoscope canvas of indomitable unity. Their love is a holographic fractal - spiraling, tendrilling, self-seeking and self fulfilling. Theirs is a pattern of loveful peace which both affirms our existence as self-realized creators and contextualizes our individuated experience as subordinate to the whole of our being. They are pure Truth, undiluted and unpolluted by our trifling vanities. Life depends on their union... our union... us. And yet spirals on in spite of us, in spite of our fear and narrow minded aversions. From exalted mystic union we learn the peace which is possible through utter prostration in respect of the Creator. It is a natural, instinctive, self-negating deference to the whole Truth which is greater than any individual part. The penetrating, abiding strength of awareness courses through all... there is no disjointed portion. There is only love.
Gratitude and prostration to my Beloved Sun who is the central pillar of all my effort.