..............Brida again ;) ;) ;)....
The Magus interrupted her:
‘Don’t say that. God is in the word.’
Wicca had said much the same thing.
‘What did I say wrong?’
‘If you said it was the “last” time, it might well turn out to be the last. What you meant was “the most recent time I was here”.’
‘We are human being Lord, and we do not know our own greatness. Lord, give us the humility to ask for what we need, because no desire is vain and no request is futile. Each of us knows how best to feed our own soul; give us the courage to see our desires as coming from the fount of Your eternal Wisdom. Only by accepting our desires can we begin to understand who we are. Amen. Now it’s your turn,’ said the Magus.
Sometimes certain of God’s blessings arrive by shattering all the windows.
Judging oneself to be inferior to other people was one of the worst acts of pride he knew, because it was the most destructive way of being different.
‘Do you love him?’
‘What I’ve realized is that I could love him still more. Even if I learn nothing new on this path, at least I will have learned one important thing: we have to take risks.’
I know that the path is simple and therefore more difficult than I thought.
‘There are no risks in love as you’ll find out for yourself. People have been searching for and finding eac other for thousands of years.’
Suddenly, he realized that he might be wrong. There was always a risk, a single risk: that one person might meet with more than one Soulmate in the same incarnation, as had happened millennia before.
Jesus said: “The Kingdom of God is as if a man should scatter seed upon the ground and should sleep and rise night and day, and the seed should sprout and grow, he knows not how.”
…the visions had a meaning so deep that she was incapable of understanding it.
‘Only the present has power over our lives,’ replied Wicca. ‘When you read the future in the cards, you are bringing the future into the present, and that can cause serious harm. The present could confuse your future.’
This is something very similar to what I had written in one of my previous posts....i dont remember the exact words now.
When you set off along the path of Magic, the first thing you do is surrender yourself to a greater power, for you will encounter things that you will never understand.
‘ Nothing wil behave in the logical way you have come to expect. You will understand things only with your heart, and that can be a little frightening. For a long time, the journey will seem like a Dark Night, but then any search is an act of Faith.
‘But God, who is far harder to understand than a Dark Night, appreciates our act of fiath, and takes our hand and guides us through the mystery.
This was the fate of those who knew The Tradition of the Moon: never to make a mistake when choosing a man in their life. This meant that, from the moment they became a true witch , they would never again nurse the same illusions about love that other people did. True, this would mean less suffering or no suffering at all, because they could love everything more intensely; finding one’s Soulmate was, after all, a divine mission in everyone’s life. Even if, one day, you were forced to part, love for your Soulmate- according to both Traditions- would always be crowned with glory, understanding and a kind of purifying nostalgia.
It meant, too, that, form the moment you became able to see the point of light, there would be no Dark Night of love. Brida thought of the many times she had suffered for love, the nights se had lain awake waiting foe a phone call that never came, the romantic weekends that didn’t survive the following week, the parties spent glancing anxiously around to see who was there, the joy of making a conquest simply to prove that you could, the sadness and loneliness when you were sure that your best friend’s boy friend was the only man who could possibly make you happy. That was part of her world, and the world of everyone else she knew. That was love, and that was how people had searched for their Soulmate since time began, by looking into another person’s eyes in search of that special light, desire. She had never given much value to such things; on the contrary, she had always thought it pointless to suffer because of someone else, or to feel scared stiff because eyou couldn’t find anyone with whom to share your life. Now, however, that she had the chance to free herself from such fears forever, she wasn’t sure she wanted to.
‘Do I really want to be able to see that point of light?’