Sacred Feminine

A Two Moon Encounter

Experiencing Her in the water

Jalendu loved driving his car across the desert valley in an easterly direction. His car stereo was always turned up high. The car windows were always rolled down. With the air flushing through his car he could feel the valley as well as watch it pass by. And he could smell it. He could even taste it in his mouth.

To him, the valley was life in all its forms. His car was his body moving through life. His mind was up in the air above the car flowing through the valley of life like a bird.

His favorite day of the month was always the night of the full moon. He always went for a drive through the valley on this evening. To him, it was like flying towards the moonrise. There was nothing grander. He wanted to crash into and dissolve into that moon in all her glory.

He wanted to merge with the moon.

One month he was flying down the highway to the east. The full moon was set to rise. Before it rose Jalendu arrived at the lake at the eastern edge of the valley. He got off the highway and parked at the lake.

Watching the full moon rise while driving along the desert highway was certainly exhilarating but watching it rise above the lake was even more intense. He found a smooth rock to sit upon and he went into a meditative state. The cool evening air filled his lungs.

Then the full moon rose above the eastern horizon. But it also rose simultaneously upon the water of the lake. As Jalendu watched the moonrise his vision split. He was now communing with both the rising moon in the night sky and the moon lowering into the water of the lake. He could no longer separate the two moons in his mind or his soul. He split in two following both moons.

He felt like he was drowning except that he could still somehow breathe. He followed the full moon into the night sky while also following the full moon into the depths of the lake. This split him apart from the world in the middle in which he lived his daily life.

He felt his being ripped in two. But in this split he began feeling an inexplicable oneness that somehow superseded and overpowered the illusion of his daily life. He was pulled out of that ordinary perception of his life into a whole new experience of light. It was as though he was thrust into a whole new dimension.

Jalendu sat by the lake for a few hours. Finally, he got back in his car and headed home. With his car windows rolled down and his car stereo turned off he could feel and touch and smell the air of the desert valley. It felt like he was traveling backwards through his life towards a whole new reality. It was like getting a second chance at starting his life over again with a new perspective.

He was driving back home and so was his soul flying back home up above his car. And the moon was following him.

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(Jalendu is an Indian boy’s name which means, ‘moon in the water.’)