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| Meditations on Freya I sat in quiet meditation, watching the trees and flowers bud and bloom into the full spring panorama of beauty. When thus before me I saw the a most beautiful creature. In the present trying to conjour her up in my mind I find a blurred rememberance not nearly as vibrant as when I first saw her. I cannot even recall what she looked like. I only know the energy and can tap into it as necassary. She had this aura of confidence, of power, of mystical beauty. At first I thought I was simply hallucinating, but when she spoke I knew differently. Her voice was smooth and relaxing in tone, like the finest silk. It was calming and hypnotically seductive in nature. It was as close to perfection as I had ever heard. "What is your name?" I asked "My name is lost to antiquity," She replied, "but you may call me Lady." I was astounded. |
| Before me stood the most beautiful creature I had ever seen, and it seemed she was a goddess. "Freya," I called. "Come," she said "I have many things to teach you." I began to follow her. Suddenly it was night. We were outdoors under an ancient oak tree, naked, clothed only in the light of the full moon, shining brightly upon us. I half expected her to produce a bottle of mead and some candles. Apparently she read my thoughts and gently corrected me, "I am not here for your pleasure. I am here to teach you love." "But I know about love," I replied. She gently touched my shoulder and spoke "You know not of love, only of self fullfillment and selfishness." Her touch was electric, I became aroused at the idea of ravishing this goddess. "We talk no more," she said "we only feel. Feel the passion, the love, and the ultimate release of energy that is the end result of that love and passion." "But," I replied before she put her finger to my lips. I felt relaxed and started to gently suck on her finger, and then each of the other fingers on her hand in turn. I could sense her enjoyment as she began to caress my body with her other hand. I almost melted into oblivion. Suddenly I was pulled back from an ecstasy I had never experienced. She began to kiss me and caress. Her touch was soothing. Her kiss soft and inviting. I was entranced, but something was holding me back. I was resisting her touch even though I wanted to give in. "Why," I cried "can I not give into this?" She put her finger again to my lips to quiet me, but I was feeling a tumultous torment inside. I wanted to give into her, but I felt helpless inside. She began to speak "you cannot love another until you learn to love yourself." I knew she spoke true, yet I could not comprehend how this was to be accomplished. I had always lived for my pleasure and fullfillment. "You must give in to yourself," she said "feel my love and my healing magick and incorporate it into yourself, and make it your own. Learn to love yourself and you will experience a release infinitly greater than you will ever have experienced before." I felt her energy, her love, her passion flowing into me. I had never felt this before. I began to caress her silky hair and neck. I kissed her. Still I was reluctant to let go. I took several deep breaths. I soon began to relax. With each passing breath I felt a growing link. I felt her spirit. I felt myself through her. We began to move physically in time with this empathic link. Hands caressing, lips brushing, electrically charged. She spoke in my mind without speaking, "You must feel all of the passion, feel all of the energy, the magick. Let it build into a wild uncontrollabe frenzy of lust. Yet control it until the time is right. Then you release. You and your partner share in the hot glow of the release. That is how you act in love, not simple selfish pleasure." Ultimately that moment of release came and this stunning Lady and I disintegrated from the physical and were entwined as one flowing in the river of time and non time, space and non space. We were chaos and order intertwined in a primal embrace. When finally we began to ground I asked "Why are you teaching me this my Lady?" Her reply, "Those who will die and come to me must know for we will have a mission to teach pleasure to the world after the great battle of Ragnarok." I was again sitting under my tree reveling in the world around me completely relaxed and grounded. Another little piece of me was free. Copyright 2004 by Raven Bragisson |