Madison Meadows Spiritual Blog: A Journey into Mysticism, Dreams, Twin Flames, & Healing

When my mood changed the delicacy of my love packed her bag.  She said, "He will only pluck out my feathers and I will have no beauty!" The compassion of my love boasted, "I will leave and he will then desire me!" The patience of my love ridiculed and scolded, "I am running out of time, for as I wait I am only growing old!" All this griping and complaining is unproductive.  When my mood quiets down she'll whisper, "There is no greater pleasure than the wound of love." A heart never broken would never understand this game called love.

~ I have remained in the prison of the world out of kindness where am I from, and the prison, where is it from?  Who have I stolen? ~ Know that there is but a single person in the world, that that person is with you, that it exists for you, works for you, and desires you. ~ All that is in the universe is not outside you, Look within for everything you want for it is you. ~ Desire the one who holds you in his desire.  Seek the one who holds you in his quest. ~ From the moment you went away I was separated from your gentle honey like wax. ~ Every evening I burn like a candle.  Joined to his flame, deprived of his affection. ~ I am like a lyre, my head bent in submission.  You, with either hand, strike and caress me. ~ Seeing how many miles you have to go, I set up a little stall on your route.  I serve a nice cup of tea, and I am never too busy to chat. ~ There is not a flood in all the worlds that can douse a sacred flame in me, that builds, that...

If you stand in front of me and stare intently into my eyes, you may know my knowing.  If you stand, nose to nose, and gaze into my eyes- another dimension might open up where neither one of us knows nothing.  Here we dissolve into nothingness.

In his hour of vulnerability and weakness, Arion sorrowfully prayed to God.  All his disappointments and heart's longings he poured out to Him.  Arion prayed until his mind and soul were fatigued.  When Arion had nothing left in him, his body succumbed to sleep. In a single moment, God satisfied Arion's longing and opened up the Supernal Gates.  Arion awakened in the presence of his beloved.  God revealing himself behind the lovers' kiss.  His ache was satisfied and the fire of his passion consumed him.  Arion could not distinguish his limbs separate from hers.  Arion was inside of God, inside of love. Half a world away, Sapphire had prayed at the exact same time.  Arion's absence unbearable, she prayed to God for relief. She begged for death.  As tears streamed down Sapphire's face, she succumbed to sleep.  Unaware that God would satisfy her ache. And so it came to pass, that on that night at the hour, their two sides...

As my cries go unheard, I seek God in His hiding place.  In the sorrows of my yesterdays I have wasted those forgotten days chasing shadows.  And now the ghosts of my past haunt me.  They won't let me rest.  In my gross misunderstanding of your absence, I fail my Lord to not perceive your nearness.  It is due to my spiritual blindness that I doubt your ever presence. Faith upholds a man or woman in his or her hour of need.  Surely whatever amount of days you have prescribed to this body, Lord, I must remain steadfast in my faith.  You have hidden yourself within my very body and in ignorance I have searched the world for proof.  I search no more in vain. In the secret chambers of my heart I will meet you there.  When the Beloved retreats within your presence is known.  Quietly I retreat within and shut the door.  No created thing can enter here.

From Journal Entry 9/9/2013 There was a celebration at a woman's house.  She is surrounded by friends.  There are many candles on her kitchen counter.  Someone lights the first candle and all the other candles mysteriously light on their own.  Everyone is perplexed by this but thinks nothing of it.  The woman  then blows one of the candles out and notices a foul odor.  She suddenly realizes that the candles are the same candles her company manufactures and produces for chemical warfare. She refers to them as lice.  She is panicked and begins to swat the smoke from in front of her face.  She and the crowd are now desperately trying to get out of the house.  Bugs begin to crash into her kitchen window.  Once outside a boy is foaming at the mouth dying painfully. I see myself in outer space praying and crying to God asking, why is man so cruel to each other?   Dream Meaning: A military strike in Syria would sp...

So long as the root of wickedness is hidden, it is strong.  But when it is recognized, it is dissolved.  When it is revealed, it perishes... As for ourselves, let us each dig down after the root of evil which is within each of us, and produces its fruit in our hearts.  It masters us.  We are its slaves.  It takes us captive, to make us do what we do not want, and what we do want we do not do.  It is powerful because we have not recognized it. The Gospel of Philip says, "Ignorance is the mother of all evil." Reference~ Not In His Image: Gnostic Vision, Sacred Ecology, and the Future of Belief

You are to conceited for your own good.  You attract the attention of the sun, but in your ignorance you are blinded by her illuminating light.  She won't pay any attention to you; until you temper your flirtatious nature and become the sacrifice.