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The Wedding Song
Conclusion: There Is Love
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©1971 Public Domain Foundation
I am now to be among you at the calling of your hearts
Rest assured this troubadour is acting on My part.
The union of your spirits, here, has caused Me to remain
For whenever two or more of you are gathered in My name
There am I, there is Love.
A man shall leave his mother and a woman leave her home
And they shall travel on to where the two shall be as one.
As it was in the beginning is now and til the end
Woman draws her life from man and gives it back again.
And there is Love, there is Love.
Well then what’s to be the reason for becoming man and wife?
Is it love that brings you here or love that brings you life?
And if loving is the answer, then who’s the giving for?
Do you believe in something that you’ve never seen before?
Oh there is Love, there is Love.
Oh the marriage of your spirits here has caused Me to remain
For whenever two or more of you are gathered in My name
There am I, there is Love.
We feel it getting warmer in the room. Didactic discourse gives way to
affective domain. Love Personified cannot speak to this grand topic very
long before being overcome by it. It's all far too wonderful to
behold, and she begins to exclaim with utmost fervent heart – Oh!
marriage of your spirits
In verse one we found the phrase “union of your spirits.” But now
“marriage,” more than “union,” dials up the intensity.
We have discussed that just as there is “one life,” so, too, there is but
“one love.” How could it be otherwise as life and love are united as
one? All love is of God, and love serves to bind all peoples and all elements of creation in oneness. There is brotherly and sisterly love; love of parents and of siblings; love of friends and of strangers; love of animals and nature -- all these find themselves on a great continuum of love.
But there is one person, one particular person, somewhere in this
world or the next, who will reflect your love and your life more than any
other. This reflection offers an image of self – a “Soulmate, Myself”
-- so crisp and clear as to invite a metaphor of ultimate intimacy: it is the
“marriage of spirits,” as prelude to the sacred One Person.
Kairissi. Sweetheart, I think we should say a word
more about the statement “all love is of God.” I can
hear people objecting with, “but romantic love is
different from the Christian-agape love.”
Elenchus. You have the floor, Dear, you explain it.
K. I think what we need to see and to emphasize is that all
aspects of love will contain an element of oneness. The intense sense of affinity we normally associate with romantic love can obscure the fact that everything is connected on the quantum level of reality.
E. Perceptions of love and oneness naturally give rise to altruism. Authentic romantic love is also sacrificial love, as the lovers will do anything to protect and serve each other.
K. Yes, of course. True romance issues as more than just
biological thrill. Here’s a small point of understanding that might
help our readers. The word “kind,” that is, to be considerate or benevolent, derives from another aspect of that term, “kind” in
the sense of species, order, or group of similar nature.
E. As we use the common phrase, “the same kind.”
K. Right. And so, “to be kind” becomes the affection or gentleness
we display toward ones who are like us, those of our family, community, or country. In these examples we easily discern the element of affinity and oneness of which we spoke.
E. And so, when we say that “all love is of God,” we also mean
that we can perceive the underlying affinity, the common
“one life” uniting all elements of creation. But, let’s test this
idea. Can we be “kind” to a stone?
K. Our first reaction would be to say no, but actually there is
a sense in which we can do this. When we begin to perceive
the “one life” inherent within even the stone, in a sense we feel a “kindness” toward it, that is, a reverence for all aspects of God’s creation.
E. (smiling) I’m starting to feel like Saint Francis.
K. (very softly laughing) Well, I think there’s truth in that.
Francis was a great soul who perceived God’s life in everything,
and that’s why he used terms like “poor brother donkey” and
“sister sun and brother moon,” as he felt an affinity with all creation.
E. It’s a beautiful way of thinking, isn’t it?
K. It’s very beautiful. And I believe this is how we are to learn
to see all of life. The greater our powers of perception of
the underlying “one life,” the more affinity we’ll have with it, and the more love we’ll feel for it. But the greatest expression of this sense of
oneness will be found with Twin Souls who share an utmost similarity.
E. Dear, I’m thinking of what the apostle Paul said in Ephesians 5. He spoke of husbands and wives “submitting” to each other in mutual deference as each would help the other to advance spiritually. But notice why they will find particular impetus to do this: “For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it.”
K. I think Paul is using my point about being “kind.” It’s the
affection between those who are very similar – in this case,
so similar as to be One Person.
E. Paul is well in line with your thinking as he proceeds to
offer basis for his reasoning by quoting the famous verse,
Genesis 2:24: “For this reason a man shall leave his father and
mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become
K. Paul was speaking of Twin Souls, just as Jesus did in Matthew 19!
E. And so, Dear, how would you summarize this for our readers?
K. I’d like to remind everyone that “all love is of God,” and
this means that all love constitutes a perception of the common
“one life” of God; as such, we will feel an affinity with all
aspects of God’s creation. Even the lowly stone is sacred in its
own right as it serves God in its own way with its own “life.”
And therefore agape-love, in principle, is not different from
true eros. In fact, the greatest sense of desire to offer sacrificial
love, to “lay down one’s life,” as Jesus used the phrase,
will be toward one who is most and utterly similar, of one’s
own “kind” – the sacred Twin Beloved, the "soulmate, myself."
Schopenhauer and the hero, risking one's life for another at the sudden realization of oneness with all
from the book, “The Power Of Myth,”
a discussion with Dr. Joseph Campbell
Campbell: There is a magnificent essay by Schopenhauer in which he asks, how is it that a human being can so participate in the peril or pain of another that, without thought, spontaneously, he sacrifices his own life to the other? How can it happen that what we normally think of as the first law of nature and self-preservation is suddenly dissolved?
[Dr. Campbell then tells a story, one of seemingly countless, of someone who risked his life to save a stranger.]
Schopenhauer’s answer is that such a psychological crisis [that of, being compelled to abandon self-preservation] represents a breakthrough of a metaphysical realization, which is that you and that [one in danger, to be rescued] are one, that you are two aspects of the way we experience forms under the conditions of time and space. Our true reality is in our identity and unity with all life.
This is a metaphysical truth which may become spontaneously realized under circumstances of crisis. For it is, according to Schopenhauer, the truth of your life. The hero is the one who has given his physical life to some order of realization of that truth. The concept of “love your neighbor” is to put you in tune with this fact. But whether you love your neighbor or not, when, the realization grabs you, you may risk your life [even for those you don’t know]. Schopenhauer declares that in small ways you can see this happening every day, all the time, moving life in the world, people doing selfless things to and for each other.
there is love
In verse one we spoke of Love Personified’s statement of “rest assured.” We said that assertions are not made to state the obvious, the uncontested.
Everywhere we turn in our world, love seems to be such a fragile flower. For example, we thought we were friends with someone but now he or she is angry with us. We wanted to live in a family of harmony but differing opinions now divide us. We entered into marriage believing that love would last forever, only to discover its “nasty habit of disappearing overnight.”
In the midst of this darkness, this bleak and grey landscape of vanishing affections, The Wedding Song presents a glorious angel from Heaven. She's a herald of destiny, of better days to come, offering an important message; but, she already knows, it will be viewed with severe suspicion and mistrust; nevertheless, to her unforgiving audience she whispers, “there is love, there is love.”
Summary of Verse Four
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Oh the marriage of your spirits here has caused Me to remain
For whenever two or more of you are gathered in My name
There am I, there is Love.
Kairissi. Ellus, I think a good way to identify and label
feelings of romance is to see them under two major
headings: Mother Nature and Madame Destiny. Mother
Nature is concerned with perpetuating the human
family. She cares nothing about love and affection, as
such, only the production of offspring.
Elenchus. Only Madame Destiny is concerned
with lovers’ intimacy of thought-life; only she is bothered
with soul development; only she would promote
a “blending” of hearts and inner person. These two
iconic women, Nature and Destiny, would lead us on
K. How confused is the world about these conflicting paths!
John chooses Mary on the basis of Nature, of biological impetus; but Twins are all about Destiny, a fulfilling of the hidden pledges of the soul.
The purpose of verse four seems to be that of emphasizing most
important elements of Love Personified’s message. These are:
(1) The “marriage of your spirits,” the deep soul-connection of
Twins, which causes Love to “remain”; that is, Twin romance
is a permanent condition enjoyed as a function of enhanced consciousness, of greater sentience and life, not boiling and churning animal brain-chemicals lasting but a moment.
(2) Metaphors of authority, and witness to authority, which
speak to a widespread disbelief of Love’s message by those immersed in an egoic and materialistic world.
The tone of this final short verse, with a referencing of Love’s authority,
reminds one of Matthew 19. There, Jesus speaks of marriage and divorce
to a disbelieving crowd, those who did not want to hear of and were
threatened by lofty Twin principles.
Who can believe in a permanent eternal romantic love? - and not just
a permanent love but a love fortified by extreme delight? It’s a hard door-to-door sell in John and Mary’s neighborhood. They've been burned before.
Love Personified understands the resistance to her message. She knows that couples of this world are well disillusioned by now, and even hearing of a peaches-and-cream message of perfect love makes them angry. "It’s too late for us," they despair, "even if there were such a thing as permanent eternal romance."
But Love persists and speaks softly,
“Could you begin to allow for the possibility of true love? Yes,
I know, it’s something you’ve never seen before, but if you
could just quiet your angry and fearful spirits you would hear
a ‘still small voice’ deep within affirming every word I say.”
Personified Love, as did Jesus in Matthew 19, speaks gently to the unbelieving, understands their suffering and resultant cynicism, and issues a final appeal,
“For most of you, the things I say here will not be accepted
or understood; not yet. But if you’ve suffered enough and
are ready; if you’ve had enough of the loveless ways of this
world; and if you understand what I’ve said; then, you should,
and ought, to act on what you in your deepest person know
to be true.”
Kairissi. In verse two, the author, almost as a passing reference, equated “union of spirits” with “meeting of the minds.” This is such an important concept and needs to be emphasized.
Elenchus. Tell me what you see, Dear.
K. “Meeting of the minds” is something we brought up in “Prometheus” as part of our “constructive assent” discussion. We said that the essence of contract law is a “meeting of the minds,” not a signed piece of paper – any law student knows this.
E. Keep going, Counselor.
K. Well, it just strikes me now that there’s a parallel with the marriage agreement. The common view is that marriage is created by a ceremony, a blessing by the bishop…
E. By a signed piece of paper, recorded at the church.
K. That’s right. But that’s not the essence of a marriage contract. It’s the “meeting of the minds,” it’s the “union of spirits.” The ceremony, the blessing, the signed piece of paper, merely give evidence that a contract already exists, that a “meeting of the minds” underlies it all.
E. In an ideal world, this is how it should work, but we know that the signed piece of paper is not often supported by true assent.
K. But, I suppose it could be argued that, as we look at John and Mary’s prenuptial soliloquies, they did enjoy a meeting of the minds.
E. I see what you mean; in that, they were bargaining for something, they were negotiating to put together a “deal" - and they did say "I do."
K. Of sorts. But it’s like a girl who wasn’t asked to the prom, but she really wanted to go, and so she and her mother call around to “broker a deal” to find some guy who will take her, just so she can have her big night. Yes, there will be a patched-together agreement, but she doesn’t really care about the guy so much, there’s no heartfelt “union of spirits.” You don't need heart-connection to dance together.
E. Or to sleep together. Each wants something, each is bargaining hard not to be “left on the shelf,” and therefore they do mutually agree. And now it will be asked, is this not a meeting of the minds?
K. Well, it is a meeting of the minds, and, for John and Mary, it is a marriage contract – but it’s not “holy matrimony,” it’s not a union that the “angels in heaven” will jump for joy to behold. It’s just a common domestic-business contract designed to serve temporal needs of this world; there’s nothing in it that will survive transition to the next.
E. Sweetheart, I think you’ve brought new clarification to this issue, but, if I may say, there’s nothing really new here that we’ve not discussed before. What’s really bothering you with this?
K. (sighing) It’s hard for me to put into words. I think it’s just the empty pageantry and the hollow ritual. It’s the exalting of outward form over inner substance. So much is made of the grand ceremony, the "big day," the white lace in her hair, the bouquet of white roses, the procession, the big smiles, the flashing cameras, and the church music – but none of this will create a marriage, not “holy matrimony,” not the eternal cosmic romance. That will run you a few dollars more.
E. (sighing) Yeah...
K. “The Wedding Song” leads us to a much higher view: It’s the “union of spirits,” it’s the “meeting of the minds” that makes it all work. And, without that, there's nothing of lasting import here.
E. As you speak, I’m getting a clearer picture of this materialistic view of marriage. I'm reminded of what Spirit Guide Margaret said, how marriage should be the holiest and most sacred aspect of anyone's life, but, to borrow a phrase from Jesus, we've "turned it into a den of thieves."
E. And here’s a closely related issue: The union of bodies, the sex act, is too often promoted, even by Big Religion, as the highest expression of marital oneness.
K. Unfortunately, stripped of the empty god-talk, it all devolves to mere license to copulate.
E. But, again, as Jesus said, "from the beginning it was not so." Sexual union was designed to portray something deeper, utterly mystical, and far more meaningful.
K. Ellus, I like looking at subjects we think we know something about, but then to see things we’ve overlooked. What you just said fits perfectly with my point about the essence of contract law. Whether it’s the marriage ceremony or the union of bodies, people place too much emphasis on the outward form and ignore the inner substance. We all know there’s an "animal" basis of physical oneness.
E. All the mammals do it.
K. Exactly, and it’s no big deal, just part of the natural world, just Mother Nature perpetuating the species. But among clear-eyed, spiritually-oriented lovers, the sex act is so much more. Sexual union, for them, is a way to express their sense of inner oneness, their sacred “union of spirits.”
E. And I will say this, too, regarding "no big deal": With John and Mary, the sex act is just a passing thrill, just five seconds of elation.
K. Or more like, for Mary, just something to get over and done with; it’s “five seconds” for John, but then he turns away and goes to sleep.
E. Yeah, ok, but what I wanted to say was, it’s not that way with true lovers. If a “union of spirits” undergirds their physical love, the sexuality takes on a new dimension, a heightened – even a prolonged – sense of pleasure. It’s a vivifying perception that lingers, colors their world, even hours later, or into the next day.
K. Until they come together again.
E. It is like that.
K. But John and Mary have no idea what you’re talking about now. All they know is the “five seconds,” if that.
E. We’ve come to see that joy is the most essential element of the mind of God. And true romantics, “made in the image,” access this joy – as the Troubadour Guides would have us know – more than others.
K. Yes, thank you – that’s what I want to say. The joy inherent within the true marriage, the “union of spirits,” changes the whole process. Everything is made new at its coming; everything is given new life and breath at its receipt.
E. But… John and Mary know nothing of this. They’re convinced that “five seconds” is as good as it gets.
K. And Mary’s still waiting for her five seconds.
K. I should leave this conversation with my last comment; but… I feel compelled to offer a word of encouragement to a certain segment of the John-and-Mary group.
K. I said that Mary “just wants to get it over with.” It’s a little different for John with his boiling testosterone, and he needs that “five seconds” for his "animal" side. But, the truth is, soon even he “just wants to get it over with.” When he met pretty Mary, John was convinced that she would satisfy him for a lifetime; but, oh, how quickly, to his utter shock and dismay, did the sought-for thrill become, as the Beatles sang, something “disappearing overnight.”
K. And how so very quickly each found themselves feeling trapped, unfulfilled, within the ranks of the “miserably married.” It really wasn’t their fault. This is not about blame. All of society sells a carved-out shell, a Hollywood, materialistic version of marriage. But soon the reality overtakes them. And then they don't know what to do, now, with peer group, parents and church, ready to condemn them if they were to make a change or even hint at it.
K. Their suffering grows and grows with the passing years. But, counter-intuitively, suffering becomes part of the “classroom,” with the disillusionment, for some of them, opening a door to greater realization. And, for these few, a sharper vision of how life really works might even unveil the identity of the one, “the one,” whom they should have been with.
K. The brutal and unforgiving 3 AM introspections will bring the “true one” into focus. And I will tell you this – if you ever want to destroy someone, if you ever want to take away one’s reason for living, just suggest that their “true one” is with someone else, sleeping with someone else, being touched by someone else. It works faster than cyanide.
K. My word of encouragement, paltry as it is, unfolds as this: That absent “true one” is likely, also, to be trapped in inauthentic marriage. And while no words I might offer here will remove the sting of mentally viewing her being touched by another, try, if you will allow it, to understand this: The sex act, unsubsumed by “the union of spirits,” is no pleasure. Even John soon agrees with me here. And even if someone, “the one,” is so-called married to another for 50 years, she will not have experienced a particle of what the true oneness might offer to destined lovers. Not an atom. This marvel, this extreme delight, a wondrous joy of ultimate oneness, this "tremendous gift," is available only via the agency of her "true one."
Restatement: a summary of the essential message of The Wedding Song
After she was gone, Landon realized, and confessed, “Jamie saved my life.” But, he was not referring to the life of the mortal body. Without a higher form of life – “what we stay alive for,” as the poet instructs – biological life will not be worth living. What we really crave is life as greater sentience, life as greater accessing of the joy. "What is to live?" asked Elizabeth Barrett. "Not to eat and drink and breathe, but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being, passionately and joyfully.”
“Woman draws her life from Man, and gives it back again.” In true love, this is where the real action takes place; this is where all of our secret hopes and wishes begin to find fulfillment.
But why doesn’t the song declare, “Woman draws her love from Man, and gives it back again”? Isn’t marriage about learning to give love, learning the meaning of love? This is what everyone commonly says about marriage, and if the song had it, “Woman draws her love from Man,” no one would have a problem with that, no one would raise an eyebrow, but instead we have this out-of-joint comment, “Woman draws her life from Man,” which no one understands.
Here’s the real issue: When Love Personified tells us that “Woman draws her life from Man,” She’s really saying,
“Learning about love, finding love, feeling love, is not the problem. Love is part of the very fabric of your souls. It’s deep within you, it’s been there all the time. You were ‘made in the image’ and so love is part of your DNA. The issue for you is not creating love but allowing it to rise to the surface of consciousness. Love, we might say, is your very life, it is the expression of life, the animating force, deep within your essential person. But we need life first before we can get to the love. Once we learn how to access the life within, then the love that’s there will automatically flow to the surface of personality. And what is the key to unlocking the floodgates of your love? What is the triggering device that unleashes love, presently quietly residing deep within? Well, that would be the Sacred Beloved, wouldn’t it? That special person will bring you to ‘life,’ to greater consciousness of who you are, how you are to live, and what you are meant to do. And when this happens, when ‘life’ is accessed, then love automatically flows to the surface of personality.”
We might modify "The Wedding Song's" grand statement as,
“Woman draws her sense of existential meaning and purpose from Man. She cannot become 'Woman' in a fullest sense without him; before his coming, she is merely Female. But in his presence, she feels, she knows, way down deep, why she was created and what she must do; and then she helps him to realize the same.”
All this becomes much more than choosing a mate who is physically attractive with a good sense of humor; nothing wrong with having a physically-attractive mate who can make you laugh, and you can have this, too, but if it's not with the right person, that one person with whom you share a deep soul-connection, then “the great emptiness,” existential crisis, will soon be knocking on your door; maybe, even before the honeymoon is over.
As we read this cryptic line from "The Wedding Song" we might imagine "drawing life" as something happening mechanically and quickly; like putting your dollar into a vending machine and immediately out pops your Snickers bar. It’s a pretty safe bet, however, that the marvel of true love, running on all cylinders, will take a little time. Here’s why:
Typically, she will awaken first. She “draws her life from Man,” meaning, in his presence she perceives something very deep, wonderful, and meaningful, something she’s “never seen before.” So far so good.
But, have we noticed, in her “opening of the eyes,” this proto-couple is immediately out-of-phase? She's ready, but he's not. She draws her "life" from him, she starts to get it – but take note: the song doesn’t say that he sees what she sees at the same time. There’s no necessary concurrence here; often, it will take some time for him to sing from the same page. "The Wedding Song" makes a special point of dividing their awakenings. In a separate transaction, a two-step dance, she has to send what she’s gotten, the drawn “life,” “back again” to him. And this is where the shooting starts.
Yes, of course, if they’re Twins they're destined to be mates and will yet enter the joys of eternal life together. But, at this very early stage, he’s failed to receive the memo. She’s all excited and bubbly and might even try to tell him what she’s perceived about them. And even if she does tell him, which might be a mistake if he’s still comatose, he'll likely be unable to respond in kind. She'll have to wisely bide her time, waiting for him to "grow up," to see what she sees. It’s like trying to convert somebody to your religion. This usually doesn't work out too well. Maybe you’ve "got the spirit" now, you’re all fervent and joyful, and you can’t understand why others can’t see what you see.
His blindness, borne of spiritual immaturity, creates a very dangerous situation for this inchoate couple. He could be offended with her pronouncement, believing it to be rash and unwarranted; in a bad situation, he could even accuse her of being "obsessive." She, too, when he fails to respond as he ought, might become angry – and very embarrassed at having revealed her secret heart to a dumb guy -- and then stomp away, and write him off as bad mistake.
And with this act of vengeance, things might spiral downward, out of control, into all-out animosity and belligerence. And now they’ve set themselves back, probably, for many decades. They might easily enter a protracted period of time of great barriers between them, which Silver Birch characterized as fraught with “hindrance, obstacle, and impediment.” This is why they have to "travel on" toward sacred Oneness; it doesn't happen the first day.
Look at the dark parallel: They were meant to lead each other to higher ground, to "life," to greater levels of awareness and consciousness, but instead, they do the opposite, as they provoke each other to madness and extreme anger, bringing the worst out in each other, one playing off the other, each feeling justified in hurting the other. Instead of "life," they send each other into darkness and perdition!
But let us look past this emotional chaos, all the way to the purpose of authentic marriage and true love. Even though it might all go wrong for them during their Earth-mission, “The Wedding Song” insists that, eventually, what they have together will issue as “the love that brings them life.” This is the cosmic purpose of eternal marriage and romance, the “reason for becoming man and wife.” It is to help each other grow spiritually, to evolve into greater semblance of Mother-Father God, to become more sentient, more alive.
How do we become more alive? It’s the joy, that most salient element of the mind of God – and she glimpses it first, feels it first, and this is why she’s so excited when she goes to him, attempting to send “life” back to him. He’ll understand, but in his own time; hopefully, during the interim, they won’t damage each other too much, tempting them to vow, "I will never forgive you for hurting me as you did."
It’s not easy suddenly perceiving, or attempting to share or communicate, "something never seen before.” It's not easy suddenly realizing that all of life's meaning and wonder, one's entire destiny and purpose, in one hot moment of revelation, is now focused and centered in the face of one particular other, the Sacred Beloved.
Well, who'd ever believe that? It's a really hard sell, and good luck to you when you try to tell him. But... this kind of disbelief is just what Love Personified is up against and has been trying to warn the whole world about.
what we stay alive for
Today began as any other day -- until a friend phoned to announce that he could no longer face living in this world and would be taking his own life.
I will explain what happened, but this incident of life-and-death helped me to understand something more clearly about “The Wedding Song.”
Kairissi. As the author has ventured another summary statement, maybe I should as well.
Elenchus. “The Wedding Song” is not so easy to “pin and label,” so there’s no harm in offering one more closing comment.
K. Thank you, Dear – I’m thinking of the power of metaphor. Somewhere I read that, in the 1600s, physician William Harvey made the bold statement, “The heart is a pump.” Today we wonder what all the hubbub was about – “of course, the heart is a pump, what else would it be?” But we fail to appreciate Harvey’s insight. What if you’d never heard of a mechanical pump?
E. Ok, I suddenly see the problem. If I’d never heard of a pump, I’d have nothing to compare the heart to.
K. This is what Harvey was up against. Dr. Jonathan Miller, in his book, “The Body In Question,” comments that the mechanical pump had been invented just prior to Harvey’s blazing insight.
E. And so, Harvey went searching for a metaphor to explain the function of the heart. When he learned of the new mechanical pump, then he understood how the heart worked.
K. Ok, Dear, now think about this: in “The Wedding Song” we’re told that true love is “something never seen before.”
E. Alright, I see where you’re going with this. How are we supposed to understand what true love is really like if “the mechanical pump hasn’t been invented yet”?
K. We have nothing to compare it to. And that’s why every John and Mary in the world, when they hear this song, say, “Oh, yeah, I fell in love once, it was nice while it lasted, but it was gone pretty fast – so I know all about how love works.”
E. Ok, this is getting interesting. What we need is our own “mechanical pump” as metaphor. We need something to compare true love to. But what could it be?
K. (smiling) There’s a line in Elizabeth Barrett’s love letter to Robert that makes me smile just now: "while the heart beats, which beats for you." This doesn’t really answer your question, but I couldn’t help but mention it.
E. I like it, too; and the author offered commentary on Elizabeth’s statement, saying that it “strikes at the depths of our humanity, what we stay alive for."
K. Maybe this does have something to do with our question, but let’s hold it in abeyance for the moment. We want to know if there’s anything we can compare true love to.
E. Hearts and mechanical pumps are easy to talk about because we can see them and touch them, but true love is an abstraction. It’s hard to find a metaphor for an abstraction. It’s using an abstraction to explain another abstraction.
K. I think we can simplify this if we boil down the essence of true love.
E. You mean, if we could get to the heart of it.
K. (smiling) Dr. Harvey would love it.
E. We should be able to answer this. Haven’t we just spent a few hundred pages talking about the meaning of true love? So, tell me – what is the real basis of true love?
K. (sighing) The real basis… mmm… well, it’s an advanced level of consciousness.
E. Ok, keep going.
K. It’s an awareness… not of comfort and thrill, which are creaturely benefits, but… it’s a consciousness of joy; the joy of the soul knowing itself, ignited into flame by one’s beloved.
E. That’s the part about “draws life from” and “gives it back again.”
K. I think we’re getting close to an answer here. We want to know, what is true love like? It has to do with accessing the joy of the soul. But, Ellus, the soul is just part of Universal Consciousness.
E. Which is the mind of God.
K. And we like to think of God as “Mother-Father.”
E. The archetypal Female-Male.
K. Is this our metaphor to explain true love?
E. Well… it’s difficult, isn’t it? We can hold a mechanical pump in our hands, we can touch it, and we “get it” that it has something in common with the human heart. But, when we say that the joy of true love is like the mind of Mother-Father God, are we satisfied with that answer?
K. If these are just concepts in the head, thought-forms of the mind, then, no, we won’t be happy with this metaphor. But, Ellus, what if we could make the joy – our own, and that of God – something more than a thought-form? What if it were almost palpable, such that, it rocked our world to know it?
E. That would be a little different than an airy-fairy thought-form.
K. But, Elenchus, isn’t this what Love Personified was trying to tell us in “The Wedding Song”? She said that a “union” and “marriage of spirits” bears witness to the reality of true love!
E. Yes, of course – we’re getting very warm now, keep talking, Babe.
K. She made a big point about her authority and the sacred couple’s witness to authority. We said that the true marriage ceremony is not legal fiction – not like just another empty religious ritual, like the author’s story about his confirmation at church when he was nine.
E. In other words, with John and Mary's marriage ceremony, they wonder if they’re different now. The real marriage, and the real love, however, will set the town on fire, blow everything up, and you’ll know something has happened to you.
K. Let’s restate our question again: We want to know if there’s a metaphor for true love. It’s something “never seen before,” and so we want to know, what is it like? What’s the “mechanical pump” here for us? What can we compare true love to?
E. I think… that John and Mary reading these words, and the answer I’m about to give, will feel let down. It won’t help them.
K. But, tell us anyway, Elenchus – what is our “mechanical pump” as archetypal metaphor of true love?
E. It is the joyful mind of Mother-Father God.
K. Now, My Love, tell everyone how this works.
E. (sighing) When you experience the joyful mind of God, “bubbling up from the depths” of the soul, as per Jesus’ artesian-spring instruction…
K. (very softly laughing) We are really “mixing our metaphors” here, buddy. We’ll get a C-minus for this English lit assignment. We’ve got artesian wells, that require no pumps, and mechanical pumps foreshadowing the human heart, and now we want to talk about God’s mind that “bubbles up from the depths” with no pump required.
E. (smiling) We’ll soon need to hand out printed programs with a cast of characters and technical terms explained.
K. (softly laughing)
K. Ok, I interrupted you, so keep going – you’re saying that when we experience the mind of God, within our deepest persons – that’s the “mechanical pump,” that’s what true love is like.
E. It’s what true love is like because true love could be viewed as two lovers helping each other access the joy.
K. This is the “drawing life” and “giving it back again.”
E. John and Mary, in their evanescent infatuations, know nothing of this.
K. Notice the permanence of each event: Once we access the joy of God’s mind, we’re never the same again; and once we find that one person, the Sacred Beloved, who helps us unlock the joy -- and this, progressively, to greater and greater degrees -- again, we are never the same.
E. Accessing the joy of the soul is a permanent ratcheting up of one’s level of consciousness. We never forget joy. Even if, later, we stumble and become angry and rage, even in that darkness, we still remember the joy. It’s like a glowing ember deep within, ever warming us. In its receipt, we are forever changed.
K. And this is why true love is an eternal love, an unending romance – as eternal as the activating joy of the soul.
E. Darling Dear – you mentioned Elizabeth. I think her comment fits well with our discussion.
K. The “heart beats, which beats for you," truly, “strikes at the depths of our humanity, what we stay alive for." It’s strange, Dearest – when people learn of the eternal romance, oftentimes their reaction is to categorize it as something unworthy of eternal life.
E. They’re thinking of the gossamer infatuations; hardly “something never seen before” – it’s all they know, so that's what they compare true love to. How can you understand "something never seen before" without a sturdy metaphor?
K. Yes… they think of the last time someone whom they thought was a lover hurt them, and so they don't want an eternal life with anything to do with that. But this will change when eyes open. Little do they know that without true love, without living in the joy, they would not be able to endure the terrors of living forever.
Kairissi. The author says he’s “not going to write any
more **** books.” He says he’s given everything he
knows on the subject, and a little more. (small smile)
Elenchus. I think it takes a lot out of you to write a
book like this. He worked on it for 9 years. I would
imagine the project to be very draining.
K. I think he’ll write again, but we shouldn’t bring it up
right now. It’s like asking a woman just out of childbirth
if she wants more children. (softly laughing)
K. And so, Dear, we are at the end. What will you remember
most about all of our discussions about true love?
E. mmm… That’s a question… maybe, that the real love is a permanent state of consciousness not chemicals in the brain; it never goes away, it’s always there as a throbbing vitality… but who believes in that?
K. No one will believe it, Dear, until lightning strikes them.
E. Yeah. And what was most important for you, Krissi?
K. (sighing) So much, Dear, really… but, if I have to choose one thing… it’s just the prospect of living all of life with you; just doing all things together is so wonderful to think about… truly, for Twins, there’s an undercurrent of celebration in being alive – being alive together.
E. I like that word “celebration.” It is like that, isn’t it, Baby Doll?
K. (small smile)
E. You know what “celebration” makes me think of?
K. Tell me.
E. My vision of us in that cold car on our way to a Christmas party.
K. (very softly laughing) Did we ever get out of the driveway?
E. (smiling) I think they found us there next spring.
K. I’ve made my little jokes about this, Dear, but… it’s
such a beautiful thing… sitting in that car, how sometimes
you can’t talk or breathe in my presence… it’s so
wonderful, really, to be loved that much… (sighing) No
one ever cherished me like that before… treasured me
or wanted me like that. Before there was you, I didn’t
like myself so much, because… I wasn’t sure if I was
worthy to be loved.
E. I’ll tell you a little story, Dear… I once spoke to a
psychic-medium about my experience of “coming
alive” to you; you know, even against my will. I told
her about how, in those moments of revelation, I realized
that you represent all that I ever wanted. She was
given a message from the Guides who said that you
had given me a “tremendous gift.” I immediately knew
what they meant.
E. And when you just spoke of never having been cherished
before, I just want to say that I am aware of this deficit in your life.
It's not uncommon. A woman needs to be with her Twin
lover in order to truly experience this. I don’t think
it’s possible for a woman to release old feelings of
loneliness, unworthiness, and even anger against life,
until she is completely cherished and treasured as a
person. Only a Twin Soul can do this for Woman. And
so this is my own “tremendous gift” to you, as it will
open your spirit, just as your “gift” did for me.
K. (deeply sighing)
K. (softly) I think… you just described… better than
the author did… how Twins “draw life from each other
and give it back again.”
E. (sighing) When I sat in that cold car with you, I felt myself
overcome by your beauty; but, I now know that it was
more than your beauty… it was feeling overwhelmed
by all that you mean to me, all that we’ll do together,
all the joy and happiness for us to come.
K. (softly) Darling Dear… I didn’t know that you wanted to marry me the following summer.
E. (sighing) I couldn’t tell you then, because… I was not yet able to tell myself.
Kairissi. Our history, in the author's two books, has been paraded before
the public; but only in outline form. There are certain things that happened between us that we cannot talk about here.
K. (softly) Do you still think about what happened, Elenchus?
K. (softly) Will you ever be able to forgive me?
K. (very softly) You know that you did some things that hurt me, too.
E. I was young and insensate, stumbling around in a fog… but you were vicious.
E. I don't like to think about this very much, I don't like to admit it, but... I suppose the truth is… I love you, but…on a deeper level where I still rage and hurt... I don’t like you very much.
E. You know, I didn’t want to fall in love with you… It wasn’t
my choice to love you. I mean… I could have chosen you, part of me wanted to, but… after some of the things you did…I didn’t want to open my eyes to you… because… I remembered too well what happened and what you were like… and part of me is angry that my own soul “forced” me to realize that you are my Twin… I didn’t want you, or to be anywhere near you… I just wanted to be rid of you… but then I was “required” to have a mystical revelation about you… I resent that.
K. But, Elenchus… as we are Twins… you know that, in all
of eternity, you can never be with another woman; that is,
not without causing suffering.
E. Part of the “madness maddened,” if allowed to fester, as we learned from Lateece, is not caring about the damage that might be inflicted upon oneself… as long as another might be harmed, as well.
K. (softly) I would be that one to be harmed… I too would never be able to find love elsewhere.
E. “And the one shall become two.”
K. (sighing) Day Star and Big Water warned us of this dangerous time.
K. (softly) What can I do to heal our spirits? You say that you
love me, but you don’t like me…
E. You asked if I could forgive you. I’m giving you an honest answer.
K. And what is that answer?
E. Liking someone speaks to admiration, respect, and trust…
despite all we’ve discussed, all that I’ve felt for you, part of me doesn’t trust you… I am terribly burdened when I think of that vicious girl who tried to damage me… and therefore it’s hard for me to make myself vulnerable to you… down deep, I guess I don’t trust you with my life, I don’t trust you to cherish me, as I’ve tried to cherish you… I guess I really don’t want to touch foreheads with you.
K. (softly) But, Elenchus, you said that you were immature;
can’t you see that maybe I was, too, and maybe I still am? …
and maybe I’m counting on you to help me become the virtuous
person I was meant to be… you saw that future person
in mystical vision… your soul revealed my mature self to you
when you were “forced” to fall in love with me.
K. (softly) Darling… I am not yet your ideal and perfect mate;
but I can be, and want to be. We’ve spent much time telling
people that the true marriage helps a Sacred Couple to grow
spiritually, to become more like God… Does this not apply to
us, and to you, as well? I know that I hurt you, and down deep
you’re still angry with me. I wish you didn’t have those images
in your head of what I did and what I was; and I know that,
even if you were to say that you accept me, it’s going to take a long time for me to forgive myself and truly believe that you could still want me; and so you need not worry that I won't be punished for what I did. I will be punished every day.
E. (deeply sighing)
K. (sighing) I know you can hardly imagine ever liking me… I don’t blame you… but Ellus... you are the only boy I ever really loved... but, in my petulance and madness, I turned you away. And, as a result, even now, part of you would still like to never see me again, in this world and even the next… I have no justification for what happened; especially, to myself… But, if you will give me a chance to change and to grow up – as I did not give you that chance – I promise to love you and heal you of the wounds inflicted upon your heart… (beginning to softly weep) Don’t you see, Ellus? – Heaven “forced” you to receive that mystical vision of me, because… I cannot become Woman unless you’re willing to become Man…
Editor’s note: There is no royal road, no jubilant and triumphant entry, to authentic intimacy. As Leonard Cohen wrote, “Love is not a victory march but a cold and broken hallelujah.” The beset sacred couple, and each of us, must make his or her “inner music pure” before the real business of lasting happiness might begin.
Kairissi and Elenchus continue to explore their troubled early years -- the misunderstandings and egocentric expectations, the impatience and anger, the wanting too much too soon -- in Parts Three and Four of Soulmate, Myself.