She dwells in the void, above words, beyond space, before time.
AIN

She moves without moving into the void of the possible.
She is.
AIN SOPH

She moves without moving into the void, pregnant.
She is that She is.
AIN SOPH AUR

She enters Her creation.
Kether

She knows.
Hokhmah

She speaks.
Binah

She is silent.
Daath

Geburah
She decrees a universe of law, that we may not live in fear of the whirlwind of change.

Chesed
She decrees mercy, knowing that there will be much to forgive.

Tifareth
She opens the universe to beauty, the core and central mystery of connection.

Netzach
Her gift of victory is the radiance of enthusiasm, the ecstasy of love.

Hod
In splendor, She gives forth language and illusion, the magics of representation

Yesod
She descends to the foundation, the pouring forth of the emanations into being

Malkuth
From this opening to possibility, She gives to us our world of matter, time,
and form, our home, the beginning of our quest.

(c) George Hersh (Heggaia), 1998-2001, All rights reserved

At Morning Prayer was kissed by the irrestible force of her power, felt the wholeness of worshiping the Presence. The Mother of All came to join the Father of All. I was touching all before me who worshiped in this tradition. I was aware of playing with holy things. The line between playing with holy things and toying with, between dancing with and dancing for oneself is not so thin. To engage in holy dance and holy fire is to, even briefly, experience fear and awe in the Presence which makes all other things as nothing.

We are not thinking of making peace, or hoping to make peace. We are not hoping to one day reconcile the things that seem to be divided. We are living in the borderland and the place of reconciliation. אשרה יברך אותך בשם אדוני.להיות אפשר0.להיות יכול0.להיות מותר0.להיות עלול ל -

blessed be the bit of chicken and the fish
blessed be all this by which
we survive
blessed be the cherished bit of wine
the smuggled time to regather
closing your eyes to what does not matter
and remembering what does
blessed be the velvet night
and you, fluttering out eyes
breathing in and out like a dove
love
makes the heart go round

if you are willing for
if you are needing for
in fact, only if you are hot for
it
then i will take you the place you
lived before your mother was born
when only the Mother was borne up on our
wings
and i worry with the leftovers
the holdovers
the cold flowers of yesterday
i tremble
you tremble
we tremble
so return now
and wait beside the sea for
asherah
return from morning
anoint you hair with oil
and cast off the dust
in this is the only love
i know
now
last command
close your eyes and
grow