Thoughts on Love, Romance and the Song of Solomon


Thoughts on Love, Romance and the Song of Solomon

As February comes to a close and Valentine’s Day has passed my thoughts this morning brought me to the Old Testament, specifically the Song of Solomon.  Why would erotica be part of the Old Testament canon? But the Song of Solomon is more than just erotica; it is a love poem, a testament to love, desire and sexual passion between a Black man and a Black woman. Most Christians have been taught that this book is an allegory, a representation of Christ and the church, which could be one interpretation, after all I’m no Bible scholar, and for me the sensual descriptions of the lover’s bodies reveal its true nature.

The way her face, breasts and stomach are captured in vivid detail by the Beloved leans more towards Eros than agape.  The Song of Solomon is the longing of two lovers separated, yet joined desperately seeking to be physical reunited to once again ignite the flame of fervor, and quench the fires sexual craving between them.

In my mind the lovers are King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba who visited Solomon to inquire of his wisdom and as the story is sometime told, the two became lovers, their lovemaking resulting in the birth of a son once Sheba returned to Ethiopia. Yes we all know that Solomon had many wives and concubines, too numerous to count, however Sheba was different.  Queen Sheba of Ethiopia was intellectual equal, one who not only desired wisdom but was able to communicate the wisdom, knowledge and understanding of her people, her culture to this Hebrew King, thus she became the desire of his heart.  Two minds on the same plane, not jockeying for position, become one.  When a man meets the feminine version of himself he seeks to unite bringing together one side of his mind with the other.  Solomon’s greatest error was in allowing distance and time to come between him and the woman God meant for him to reign with in this life.  Imagine how history would have been changed if these two great leaders had joined energies.  What a mighty force two people, one flesh to contend with!

Unchained Melody

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A Queen’s Choice


A Queen’s Choice

Presented with knaves and pawns declaring lust concealed in oily slick voices of undying love,

I the Queen chose to Love a Warrior and a King.

And to that Lord & Master declared my complete and total allegiance.

To Him gave I My Heart, My Soul, & my body.

Sirocco


 

 

 

Canadian Snow Geese -- Rochdale Village
Canadian Snow Geese — Rochdale Village

Sirocco

Canadian Snow Geese grazing on hoarfrost pre-Spring grass

Gust filled kinky kinaps whipped by February’s foretaste of March’s bitter winds.

Whipped by winds I sink deep into muddy rivers of melting snow so lightly trod upon by winter fowl. Wishing I could remove protective shoes from freshly pedicured feet feeling cool frosty mud oozing up between bare toes.

Primordial bog clay slime squishing up between exposed toes. Reconnecting to Mother Earth. Rooted like a tree into the receptive ground. I lift my hands and arms high as branches of worship to the Great Earth Mother Goddess of the Universe.

 

Swaying in the mild Sirocco.

Snow Geese
Canadian Snow Geese

Voices……The Ecstasy and Pain of Tattoo Stigmata


Voices… The Ecstasy and Pain of Tattoo Stigmata

I have Two Souls Inside My Body

I have history that lives in my mind and runs through my veins..

Scars, history written on my skin.. Each tells a story, a chapter in my life…The pain is a catharsis for my sorrow and grief.

 Messages external expressing internal Passions.

An advertisement to the world of who I am and where I’ve been…

I have Two Souls Inside My Temple…

 One soul seeks the way of purity and light…

 The other wants the hedonistic pleasures of sex via penetration of the needle…

I become one with Goddess/God through self imposed stigmata.

The endorphin rush provides a realignment of the Spiritual and the Sensual.

Orgasm is everywhere the needle plays upon my naked exposed skin. The ultimate ritual and rite of passage conduit joining spirit, soul and body.

Decoration releases repression inviting you to lovingly caress the images on your body.

Riding the cusp of carnal side by side with fluidity spiritual sexual nature.

Ink Drawings open up new realms of possibilities—giving external order to internal chaos.

What others see as desecration or destruction is actually the eternal construction and deconstruction of self. …

Are we not all a mixture of the sacred and the profane? Alas are sexuality and spirituality mutually exclusive…I think not.

Book Review — Of Love and Evil by Anne Rice


Of Love and Evil by Anne Rice

Anne Rice’s latest novel is a pleasant departure from her previous novels which introduced the vampire Lestat into our national lexicon. This time Ms. Rice delves into the realm heavenly angels, fallen angels and assassins.

Yes I did say assassins as the protagonist in the story Toby O’Dare was a type of  government “Dexter” who is being allowed to atone for past sins by joining forces with Seraphim, angels whose mission it is to answer man’s prayers to God. Toby is assigned to one specific seraph Malchiah who dispatches Toby through time, space and dimensional universe as a human answer to fervent prayers.

The novel starts off with a beautifully written lyrical prose Toby’s vision of angels, love and being a part of something greater than you.  It then slows a bit when we are introduced to love interest Liona and their love-child little Toby. Liona and little Toby will be big Toby’s inspiration impetus for change in this open ended novel. Throughout his journey back in time to Renaissance Italy to solve a murder mystery his lover and child are forever in Toby’s thoughts giving him that much needed link to earthly love which is the terrestrial companion to the Heavenly love that always surrounds us even when we fail to acknowledge it. Neither seraph Malchiah nor Toby’s Guardian angel Shmarya condemn his romantic love or physical desire for his beloved Liona.

The book also explores the role of fallen angels who because of the rebellious role they played with Lucifer are forever banned from re-entering the Celestial realm, but their hot displease and jealousy of man seek to deter humans from their God appointed mission by planting seeds of doubt. Depending on our cultures we know these malicious spirits as ghosts, poltergeists, apparitions, duppies, djin/jinn, or in this story dybbuk. New Age theorists purport ideas of multiple dimensions, soul travel while atheists and agonists claim to reveal religion or faith as a social construct developed by ancient man to explain the unknown nature of the universe.

Ms. Rice through Toby’s journey successfully debunks these last two claims not by discounting science but showing us the realization of faith. Faith that transcends belief systems as Toby is Jewish and he just so happens to the answer to the spoken prayers Hebrew scholar Vitale and the unspoken prayers of his Christian patron Signore Antonio. I enjoyed the way Ms. Rice wove together how love, faith and prayers of the righteous no matter if they are Jewish, Christian, Muslim, or any number of other beliefs practiced in our today’s world. God really does hear the cries of a broken desperate heart. Those prayers are answered, not necessarily in the manner we wish or want or even in our brief lifetimes nor has one particular religion or denomination cornered the market on God’s Love and Forgiveness.

As one who is not religious and rarely attends church this book made me rethink my position of approaching the world from only a critical, logical, scientific viewpoint. It kind of renewed the faith that lay dormant inside me and was crushed by life’s tragedies. I don’t know if this was Anne Rice’s intention when she wrote the book but much like Simon & Garfunkel’s famous song, “Bridge Over Troubled Water” it had an unforeseen spiritual impact that cannot be denied. Reading this brief novel, (it is only 171 pages) and my work in the museum is leading me on a research exploration of angels celestial and fallen, and the hidden or rejected books of the original or Catholic Bible known as the Apocrypha.

As I stated in a previous paragraph this book is open ended in that though Toby is redeemed by God and the Catholic Church he is not absolved by his victim’s families. One such family member catches up to Toby in the final chapter which will not be the final installment in the Seraphim series.