In the deepest folds of
pure existence, something unutterably tender lives the one real life. It is the
first fold of godspace within itself and is the essence of all godbeing
dreamers. Single flames of godbeing love draw their life from a greater
godbeing flame linked into vast dimensions of love unfathomable. The human
heart can bow only so deeply before it must perish within the flame and pass
its worship on to a greater love.
A godbeing flame is an
infinitely fine sense of knowing that vibrates nakedly as pure existence. This
tender vibration is a matrix of living love, a fine thread in the fabric of
godspace that can never be touched by mortal longing. Nothing so tender,
nothing so real, can ever be exposed to the dross of human life. Even though
all the planets and stars of human perception arise out of its contemplation of
itself, living love cannot assert its existence as the source of this world
without wounding the tenderness of its self-knowing.
And yet, deep within the
human heart, there is a fine turn in the veil, which is the doorway into the
presence of this being. Under extraordinary circumstances, which this flame of
living love alone can manifest, it is willing to open the veil for modest waves
of its love to be released. But there is a danger. So humble and beautiful is
the love of this being that even its most reserved gesture can draw a lover
into the flame. Such a union brings immediate death to the lover. There is
nothing to special to glean when you contemplate this prayer (#38). Living love merely makes its
presence known.
