Light is a wave. Love is its particle. Lovers they are, shining, expressing as One. The more Light the more Love and the experience in/on Earth frees up the ego. Insecurity—gone. Inhibition—gone. Matter, turned inside out, is made new. This earthy Love feels erotic like a deep tissue massage. Enter Spring’s Green God Pan 💚 This pure stimulation of enlightenment opens the gateways to 3-D drama. May hard hearts soften. May closed minds open. May egos shift from fear to love. May emotions spark joy and spread that fire. May old stories end. May Light’s Love shine in and on Earth.
💚 PAN 💚 On ley line of earth turning to greet sun co-creating dawn of new day, on ley line of still space between worlds of night and day, a hearty presence laughs in my ear of merry-making and joy, very signal that cues bird song. I came to know him that day as Pan, horned pagan god. He is of the rocks that spoke to me saying, ”Take me home to your windowsill.” He is of the seals that surfaced for the four of us sitting circle, coven style adding magic to the mystical day. He is of the tree that caught my eye in northern country. Cedrus deodara of draping green. He dances and plays at home in misty rain, singing to mortals, “Undress and be free.” His presence, his tune arouse erotic energies of subtle nature. As I listen he guides me to faery country where sexuality of earth body dances new song. S/He Dragon ~ How I Found My Wings, page 35.
