This morning while driving, I was reflecting upon this title as well as living in the moment and being a witness to the present. At about that moment in my train of thought I turned a bend and the sun blazed before me. In an instance, a title I had never conceived of before filled my thoughts with rushing images offering a taste of Awen laden Salvation.
Our Lord born forth as the Flame, the Morning Star, the First Ancestor to trod and dance with the universe. The longing to have the vessel of being filled sounded the horn for the hunt, the Eternal Chase of the Sun after the Moon. As the Sun, His light revealed the Moon from the dark inner recesses of the hidden. He was the first to gaze upon the face of our Lady, He is the First Witness.
Our path is not one that is just walked, but lived, experienced, and every step, every moment that is the Now we are a Witness to our own Eternal Dance, and if we allow we too can gaze upon Her face.
"Lost in a thicket bare-footed upon a thorned path."