The Figure of Lydia

Love is a Virtue

Thursday, September 16, 2004

One More Time

I know that I've expressed my gratitude to you before. But let me say it one more time. Thank you. Thank you for being so beautiful. Thank you for making my heart sing your song. Thank for opening my heart to the song of the universe. Your breath is the light which opened my eyes. Your image leads me to heaven. I love you now and I will love you forever.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

The Path that Beauty Opens

There was a party and you were there. You wanted to talk and laugh but everyone was giving you the cold shoulder. I don't know why. I imagine that is the greed and distraction that prevents them from seeing you. Maybe this was how you were showing me the nature of unrequited love. As you left the building I followed you into the parking lot. I caught up to you and touched you on the shoulder. You turned to me with tears running down your cheeks. I hugged you and said, "I'm so sorry". The tears went away and we chatted and laughed. And then as I turned to go back into the house, you looked at me, and you showed me that you wanted me to come with you.

I know that you have the secret. I know that it's what I want. And I know that very few people understand it. But I understand it. I can feel your beauty opening me up to a new reality.

Sunday, September 12, 2004

The Circle of Light

Lydia was there in bed. I had touched and loved her. She was comfortable and warm. I put my head down on the pillow next to her head. Our noses touched. She exhaled while I inhaled. Her breath filled my lungs. I closed my eyes and I could feel a circle of light connecting us. It was a round loop of light that bound the two of us together in that delightful love.

Since that night, I have been there many times and each time is a new, delightful adventure.

Friday, September 10, 2004

The Dream Garden

Nothing is what Lydia is to me now. Nothing. So exciting. So much fun. So Lydia, the woman, fades like grandmother's quilts. But this reality refuses to fade. There is always an image which takes her place. So there is no real woman here. Only an Angel. But she comes to me now in many forms. And I love her deeply and I serve her as only I can.

She dressed up in sad, lonely clothes one day and called me. She told me she was sick. And she wanted me to come and visit her.

But the night before I'd had a powerful dream. I was walking in the mountains. It was a narrow trail and as I was walking I came across a path that descended down into a beautiful garden. I followed the path. I found myself in that beautiful garden and looked around and wondered at its beauty.

Then fear and axiety came crashing in on me. I knew that I was trapped. I knew that it was a spider's web and that there was no escape from this garden, no way out.

And here it was spelled out so clearly in these images. The most beautiful garden had opened up and let me in. And yet the feeling of being trapped, the feeling of being captured, was overwhelming.

I woke with a start. What a dream!! I didn't get it at first. I thought about it all day. But then, I understood. It was clear that there is the path of fear and there is the path of love.

I knew that it come to me to make that choice. The choice was this: the path of love and the path of fear.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

The Lydian Dispensation

Jesus preached a religion which was based on two laws: love God and love your neighbor. Really, then, it's just one law. The law of love. And the whole thing becomes clearer and clearer that love is something bigger than I could ever have imagined. A quote from Deepak Chopra:
The secret of attraction is to love yourself. Attractive people judge neither themselves nor others. They are open to gestures of love. The think about love and express their love in every action. They know that love is not a mere sentiment, but the ultimate truth at the heart of the universe.

I think Jesus was saying the same thing. And I understand that now. More clearly than I ever have. The absolute, trancendental power of love has carved into my soul a new appreciation, a new awareness. It is there that I begin this new work.

Friday, September 03, 2004

The Angel Lydia

Lydia is a woman. And Lydia is an Angel. I don't know if Lydia the woman is the same being as Lydia the Angel. That is one way I can explain it. But it was the combination of the two. I remember learning that one should be careful when in love as the intense feelings of love are only temporary, that after a couple of years the rose-colored glasses come off and the bare-faced reality stands looking at you, filling you with disappointment and frustration. Such were the warnings I received.

But what if the rose-colored glasses are showing the reality and the disappointment and frustrations are the terrible illusion? That's what Lydia taught me to believe. I have been in love with Lydia for over three years and each day the radiance of that love grows brighter.

Being in love is the ultimate truth. The more in love you are, the more you get it. And it’s not about something happening with that love. Love is not a goal-oriented sport. Love is being-oriented. Be in Love.