How we were robbed of our divinity
Yeshua Ben Joseph’s whore; it breaks my heart every time Mary Magdalene is called so. For, she wasn’t a whore but an exceptionally highly-developed priestess in the Ancient Egyptian Temple of Isis. Also, she was the wife of Yeshua (Jesus). Still, it isn’t the fact that she was unjustly reviled for being a whore that hurts me deeply, but the implication of the word ‘whore’.
The Power of Unconditional Love
When I was about six, my father would sometimes read to us from the Bible. The Bible never appealed to me – nor does it now – but Jesus did. He was always very kind to others and he worked miracles. Still, when I became older, my fascination for him lessened. Let me put it this way, due to the connection constantly being made with the Church and with religion in general, I kept everything that had to do with him at bay. This suddenly changed a few years ago.
A very long time ago, in a galaxy millions of light years from here, there was a horse named Pegasus. Pegasus was no ordinary horse, he was a winged horse, and he had the ability to fly very high and very far. I say ‘ability’ because, even though his kind flew everywhere, even to the farthest corners of the Cosmos, he never flew much at all. You see, Pegasus was afraid of falling, and so he spent his days trotting and galloping a lot, and occasionally he would make short flights through the valley near his meadow. This was fine by him until he reached puberty.
No writings of my own on my blog this time, but a heart-moving song by Clannad: Ri na cruinne. Listen and be empowered, so as to change yourself, and the world in the process. By the way, I’ve posted both the English and the Celtic lyrics.
When you were young, did you dream of what you’d be later on? I did. I was about six, maybe seven, when it dawned on me what I would become. Every Saturday morning I would go to the library in Rockhampton, Australia with my parents and my two younger brothers to return with another pile of history books. “Don’t you want to try something else Wim?” my parents asked after a while. “No,” I answered shaking my head and departed to my fantasy world of explorers who travelled the world in ships, on horseback and camelback, or on foot, discovering the most interesting lands.