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When a person encounters their twin soul, it is as if eternity has opened up and on a deeper level there is the recognition of belonging to the other.  The Lovers are in love with the other’s true self.  This mirroring back to each other is essential for cultivating the seed necessary for union; through the death of the ego.

A connection is first established in the instant of the eyes meeting the other’s eyes.  Through this intense magnetism a tunnel is created from the heart of one to the heart of the other.  They can live thousands of miles apart and still maintain the nourishment of the energy between them. 

One knows the tunnel is activated by words that are felt.  For example, a song can play on the radio and all of a sudden your hair stands up on end and the lover comes to mind.  It’s as if the Universe is speaking to you the language of love.  Also, the dream world is a place where the lovers often meet to convey feelings and thoughts to each other.  Confucius describes the inner connection as, “my heart in sympathy with yours.”

This inner connection feels like they share a destiny together.  There is much adjustment in the beginning brought on by fear, doubt, and hesitation.  One feels madness that one has gone completely insane. For both to succeed, the ego must die and the ‘true self’ must emerge and take over the direction of their lives. 

When the Lovers have moved past humanly desires and the ego is no longer present, union is possible.  Only by observing chastity are the Lovers able to guide the sexual energy between them inward, which then makes a way upward, thereby transcending reality and merging with the other (the Beloved) in pure ecstasy.  During this blissful state, they are swallowed up into a larger awareness. The Lovers emerge with new eyes to see the world.

The I Ching says, “Their approach towards each other has come from a high place.”  If the Lovers trust this love and bind themselves to God, Creator, Christ, etc., then they can enrich the lives of the people around them.  They know sincerity, patience, and faith adds growth to the others true self and this free flowing energy extends to others.

Hafiz says, “Loving is the greatest freedom and fulfillment, so the wise, being wise, cash in on that.”  Loving wisely is allowing your feelings for the other to mature gradually by observing chastity.  Alchemy takes place when there is a longing for the eternal Beloved.  The virtues of chastity unveils God’s secret, revealing the Beloved in all His splendor.

The Lovers learn about the power of their love through their interactions with each other on the invisible level.  Their trust becomes so strong that they know what the other is feeling at all times.  When they recognize their mutual destiny together, the love between them will grow and bloom. 

Love is the energy that holds the Cosmos together.  It comes through the Lovers and is their source.  It is a gift that frees them from their ego and awakens the divine within.  Learning to love in this new way takes humility, patience, and tenderness.  Developing this type of love, one must become entirely dependent on God.  The Lovers path is knowing God through his beautiful creation. A pure heart sees the death of the ego as a bridge he or she must cross to reach the eternal Beloved. 

Acknowledgment:

My sincere gratitude to Ingrid Hall for extending my vision, enlarging my audience, and seeing the value in my writing.

 

My Darling One

Oh my darling one, how long you wander from me, how weary I grow of waiting and looking, and calling for you...I try hard to forget you because you grieve me so, but you'll never go away.

Reference~ Emily Dickinson

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Susan's Letter To Emily Dickinson

Private
I have intended to
write you Emily today but the
quiet has not been mine
I send you this, lest I should
seem to have turned away
from a kiss-
if you have suffered this past
summer I am sorry I
Emily bear a sorrow that I
never uncover- if a nightingale 
sings with her breast against
a thorn, why not we!
When I can, I shall write-

Sue

Emily Dickinson and Her Beloved Susan

Emily’s first letter to Susan is dated 1850.  It is not certain how Emily and Susan met.  Emily’s brother, Austin marries Susan, and the two women become sister-in-laws.

The letters from Emily to Susan indicate that Susan is the object of passionate attachment.  Susan saved the letters from Emily which shows how much she valued them.

Susan is independent, outspoken, deeply engaged with spiritual concerns, and like Emily, she is committed to pursuing intellectual growth.

The intellectual intimacy between Susan and Emily begins in the early years of their relationship.  In her letters to Susan, Emily frequently refers to the novels she is reading and uses various characters as metaphors or codes to relate feelings about herself and Susan.

In the letters that follow, Emily and Susan are in their early twenties.  Though Emily’s feelings of love, desire, and longing for Susan have often been dismissed as a “school-girl crush,” the letters resonate with intelligence, humor, and intimacy that cannot be reduced to adolescent flurry.

In July of 1856, Susan and Austin marry and move to the Evergreens, next door to Emily, the Dickinson Homestead.

Susan’s marriage to Emily’s brother was no doubt bittersweet for Emily.  It ensured that her dear friend would be close to the family.  But it is obvious that this transition in their lives never put an end to their correspondence.

Between mid-1850s and mid-1860s, Emily’s correspondence to Susan acknowledges that their emotional, spiritual, physical communion is vital to her creative insight.

While Emily’s expressions of love for Susan mature over the decades, they do not become less intense, and the transformation from early exuberance to the direct, reflects the magnitude of Emily’s passion and respect for her beloved friend.

In May of 1886, Emily dies.  Susan takes on the task of putting together Emily’s writings, but could not accomplish the task do to the demands of Emily’s sister, Vinnie and Higginson’s market, she could not conform to their vision.  The project would be handed over to Mabel Loomis Todd knowingly by Vinnie.

Mabel Todd had become Austin’s mistress.  The affair continued until Austin’s death in 1895 and was quite public.  This distraction and Emily’s death prevented her from moving quickly on the project, and Vinnie only grew impatient.

When Emily’s writings were turned over to Mabel Todd, Mabel went to great lengths to suppress any trace of Susan as Emily’s primary audience.

While is true that Emily went to extraordinary measures to preserve her privacy, the facts of her solitude have been taken out of context.  Like many artists, she needed a great deal of time alone for reading, contemplation, and writing.

Infused with eroticism, the poetry letters exchanged between Emily and Susan was part of the texture of their daily life.  They simultaneously lived and screened their passion.  The letters and poems are standing proof of a devoted correspondence that has had a profound impact on the history of American literature. Nearly all of Susan’s letters to Emily were destroyed at the time of Emily’s death.

Reference~ Open Me Carefully, Emily Dickinson’s Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson

Sapphire's Letter To Layla: Survelliance

Dearest Layla,

A woman who suspects her husband of any foul play will quietly, secretly keep him under watch.  She will keenly lay traps for her husband and his lover in hopes of catching them in the act.

But what fault have I committed against you or God? None. You will not find any because I only possess noble virtues.

All your traps you set, I have bystepped them all.  I will not fall into a jealousy love trap of yours! I assure you that I hold myself in high esteem and desire more than anything to be in the high esteem of all others.

So lay as many traps as you wish.  I will not succumb to any weakness brought on by fear, doubt, anger, or even desire! My eyes are set on Eternity and I will not risk losing Eternity for a fleeing moment of humanly desire.

Surely by now I have won your sympathy.  Do you not see how I suffer?  Yet, you deny me any compassion or repose.  I have been treated unjustly, while the close keeping of your husband has only spoiled your character.

Like seeds blown in the wind, we must adapt to our new surroundings.  I strive to adapt and grow.  And I thrive only on love, as all true lovers do.  Love always, and ever, and true!

With love and affection,

Sapphire

To Know Her

To see her is a Picture-
To hear her is a Tune-
To know her an Intemperance
As innocent as June-
To know her not- Affliction-
To own her for a Friend
A warmth as near as if the Sun
Were shining in your Hand

Reference~ Emily Dickinson