Congratulations on the wedding of Ayla Meador & Chris Dollar
day after Beltane and day before Wesak full moon
"Why do we think that Love is a magician?
Because all the power of magic consists in love.
An act of magic is the attraction of one thing by another
in accordance with a certain natural kinship.
The parts of this world,members of one living being,
all originating from the same maker, are joined
together in the communion of one another,
assist each other to some extent,
and suffer together when any one of them suffers. . . .
In just this way the organs of this enormous living being-
all the bodies of the world joined together in like manner, borrow
and lend each other‘s natures. Common love grows out of common
kinship and common attraction is born of love.
This is true magic.
Acts of magic, therefore, are acts of nature and art is her handmaid.
Out of natural love all nature gets the name "magician.“
-Marsilio Ficino: de Amore VI, 10 1469- Commentary on Plato's Symposium; 15th C.
"In the conjunction of the two sexes, or, to speak more truly,
that fusion of them into one, which may be rightly named Eros, or Aphrodite,
or I both at once, there is a deeper meaning
than man can comprehend. It is a truth to be accepted as sure and evident
above all other truths, that by God, the Master of all generative power,
has been devised and bestowed upon all creatures this sacrament
of eternal reproduction,with all the affection, all the joy and gladness,
all the yearning and the heavenly love that are inherent in its being.
- Hermes Trismegistos, Asclepius III -21
(Greek text written prior to the end of the third century AD)
“Passionate love is not peculiar to the human species,
for it penetrates through all existing things — celestial, elemental,
vegetable, and mineral.”
- Avicenna, 11th C. Persian philosopher
The secret of our Art is the union of man and woman.
- The Book of Alze, a 16th C. German alchemical text
“The whole world is a marketplace for Love,
For naught that is, from Love remains remote.
The Eternal Wisdom made all things in Love.
On Love they all depend, to Love all turn.
The earth, the heavens, the sun, the moon, the stars
The center of their orbit find in Love.
By Love are all bewildered, stupefied,
Intoxicated by the Wine of Love.
From each, Love demands a mystic silence.
What do all seek so earnestly? ‘Tis Love.
Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts,
In Love no longer “Thou” and “I” exist,
For self has passed away in the Beloved.
Now will I draw aside the veil from Love,
And in the temple of mine inmost soul
Behold the Friend, Incomparable Love.
He who would know the secret of both worlds
Will find that the secret of them both is Love.”
~ Farid Ud Din Attar, 12th C Persian Poet: Jawar al-Dhat, Kulliyat
21 hours ago