Here’s an article I wrote for a magazine that I decided to post here, as most readers of this blog are not likely to see the (local) ‘zine.
As Christians celebrate the risen Christ, I celebrate the risen kundalini (divine feminine) in tandem… its sacred presence is in every one of us.
Love all ~ Whitehawk
Don’t be satisfied with poems and
stories of how things
have gone with others.
Unfold your own myth
without complicated explanation,
so everyone will understand
W E H A V E O P E N E D Y O U
Excerpted from The Illuminated Rumi
Interpreter of the original poem: Coleman Barks
When I first discovered Rumi’s mystical poetry (a few lines quoted above), I was deeply involved in a dance with the Divine in the form of awakened Kundalini. Rumi’s missives reflected an octave of love far beyond my personal experience until this energetic presence took over my life for several years, leading me through profound experiences and opening me to a perceptual range I’d never before fathomed.
Legend goes, some 800 years ago in Turkey, a theologian named Rumi encountered a mystic named Shams. This meeting spontaneously unleashed a force so powerful in Rumi, he was knocked right off his mule. If this story approximates true events, my sense is that Rumi’s Kundalini was spontaneously set off by Shams, with visceral oomph! The two then entered into deep communion with the Divine, which – as Rumi’s subsequent outpouring of poetry claims – they beheld in one another. They had met God in man, which is not a metaphor for seeing goodness in the other, but rather more like entering the aura of a glowing Christ and realizing you and He are actually One.
We’re talking major revelation here.