Pierced by Love

My first vision of pure, holy love was witnessing mystic Andrew Harvey as he passionately spoke of the Sacred Feminine. I believe that was my introduction to ‘HER’ as well. My whole body felt his fire, the Sacred Heart energy so very new to me – and yet, not. Feeling the passion and ardent love Andrew has for Her awakened something very potent inside my being. That was nearly 10 years ago. Since that time, I’ve carried the sensation and vision of the Sacred Heart in my being, knowing that mystical, burning fire smolders and flames within me, too.

There’s a very distinct difference between what we have for so long *known and are now truly sinking into and FEELING on a whole new level. I wrote about an emptiness over two weeks ago. The energy has amped up since that time, with the last two weeks feeling like a continual state of what I was perceiving as sadness. Last night, a deeper awareness crept into my being, and I understood this is not sadness, but a Sacred Tenderness. A piercing of my heart over and over again.

Bernini's St. Teresa in Ecstasy
Bernini’s St. Teresa in Ecstasy

Perhaps St. Teresa of Avila describes it best with her words in St. Teresa of Avila: The Book of My Life:

I saw an angel in bodily form standing very close to me on my left side…

The angel was not large; he was quite small and very beautiful. His face was so lit up by flame that I thought he must belong to the highest order of angels, who are made entirely of fire. He didn’t tell me his name…

I saw that he held a great golden spear. The end of the iron tip seemed to be on fire. Then the angel plunged the flaming spear through my heart again and again until it penetrated my innermost core. 

When he withdrew it, I felt like he was carrying the deepest part of me away with him. He left me utterly consumed with the love of God. The pain was so intense that it made me moan. The sweetness this anguish carries with it is so bountiful that I could never wish for it to cease. The soul will not be content with anything less than God. 

I’ve known of this, heard of this, read of this. I’m now experiencing this. Tears that come even when there isn’t a circumstance in life to prompt them. Love that expands so huge in my heart I am broken with its sensation. Several of the women in my circles – and a few men, too – are sharing awareness of an expansion that is occurring in present time. Each feels it differently. Some are increasing their psychic abilities, others are sinking deeper into their gift of loving unconditionally. For me, it’s the fire of passion that stirs deep within. The sensation of falling in love – deep, passionate love – over and over again. My greatest gift for myself and others is more and more becoming speaking my heart, openly, without apology and without fear of how I may be perceived. Sacred Love. The Sacred Heart. Tenderness that runs so deep, it’s as Teresa felt it to be – a piercing over and over again that penetrates to the very core.

I’m curious how you may be experiencing this opening in your own energy and frequency. Would love to hear your stories here or over on Facebook – Kissing the Sacred.


Entering the Castle

I had no idea in 2005 that a course I signed up for called “From Intuition to Mysticism” would transform my life. Not only did I shift entirely in who I was and how I encountered the world, but the course itself changed direction. There would be three weekend classes, and during that first one in March, our teacher Caroline Myss would undergo a total reordering of what she would teach us. St. Teresa of Avila came to be by her side and served as the guide for the remaining course. Rather than teach us about a variety of mystics in history, we instead began to move through the castle of our souls based on Teresa’s book ‘The Interior Castle.’ What resulted from that class is Caroline’s book ‘Entering the Castle.’ I haven’t read it for quite some time, but picking it up this evening, there is so much that calls to me. Although I’ve not been working directly the introspection contained within, I find that all I’ve encountered over the last seven years mirrors much of what speaks to my soul from within each chapter and page. 

We can all pray. We can all move into the space of our interior self, and even more deeply into the castle of our own soul. From within that place, we carry an energy of humility, openness and clarity if we choose to allow its penetration. What called me back into the pages of Entering the Castle is the Entry Prayer that follows–a prayer Caroline shares for us to come to a place of stillness and begin to ‘cross the bridge’ to the castle of our souls. It speaks to me deeply, and I believe there are many of you who will feel its mystical power too. 

‘I cross the bridge into the silent bliss of my Castle. I close the drawbridge and forbid all outside influences from entry into this holy place that is my soul. Here in my Castle, I am alone with God. Under God’s light and companionship I discover the depth and beauty of my soul. I embrace the power of prayer. I open myself to divine guidance. I surrender myself to become a channel of grace, healing, and service as God directs my life.’ 

This is my prayer. Much love. xo 

The Innermost Chamber

~ Prayer of the Soul ~ 

We are so far from esteeming highly enough

our soul in which God (the Divine) so delights.

Each of us possesses a soul,

but we do not realize its value

as made in the image of God;

therefore we fail to understand

the great secrets it contains.

If we reflect, we shall see that our soul

is a paradise in which

God takes delight.


Let us think of our soul

as resembling a castle

formed of a single diamond,

or a very transparent crystal

containing many rooms,

of which some are above,

some below, others at the side.

In the center,

in the very midst of them all

is the principal chamber,

in which God and our soul

hold their most secreat intercourse.

What do you imagine

that dwelling to be,

in which a king, so mighty, so wise, and so pure–

containing all good–

can come to rest?


Nothing can be compared to

the great beauty and capabilities of our soul.

However keen our intellects be,

we are no more able

to comprehend the depths of our soul

than we are able to comprehend God,

for our soul has been created

in the image and likeness of God.

It is our soul’s likeness to God

that makes it possible for us

to commune with the God in whose image

we have been made.


~ St. Teresa of Avila