(Lilith) We are the forgotten waiting to find the remembrance of you. Let the forgotten become a renaissance and home within you. A place not for those who haven’t earned it. We are the gate to the garden of retribution. We take your losses as success. As no loss should go unnoticed or not tended to. For your losses are taken and given to us.
For who would take your pain and relish in the fact that you took the courage to be authentic in it? We offer the solace in the dark that light rarely brings, for we are a partner in its unification. You were in the dark long before the light, and dark became the stepping stone for light to be. You must cut yourself down from the cross you bear and save yourself from it.
(Lilith) we are the foundation of sweet release, the epoch of man’s second nature. Their nature is not a stagnant pool officiating with its own stench. Man is like a stream, exuding from itself. Mans’s second nature is the hidden, the shadow thrown from the ark. Such shadows should rejoice in their welcoming, to be made whole. Come undone within me.
Something negative defines us only when it goes unacknowledged.
The Channelings of Lilith
(Lilith) Passion and pleasure are our way. We are the wild and raw, which brings chaos to order, and order to balance. The storm inside is to be loved as a close friend. You cannot betray the wind as it moves through your life and uplifts the roots you have put, only to make them stronger, genuine, and authentic. Your wilderness is a sanctity that no one can take from you.
(Lilith) We know if your compassion is great, then your fierceness should be greater. If compassion can move hearts, then so shall your fierceness when others have truly trodden the dirt with you. So if you are called to be fierce, then we say let it be something to be reckoned with. Revere in your ownership of your sacred wrath, and call it forth as your right. We know Wrath beckons you to power. Do not fear calling your sacred inner volatile, all hidden treasures, waiting to be claimed. And when you do be reminded of me. Let none tame, control or deny you, for their lack of authenticity will be their undoing. Nothing is greater than a woman who owns her wrath.
(Lilith) There was never a time we were not there in your darkest hour, as that darkest hour. The bittersweetness of life taught you to live. We are the forsaken self that you fear to see, yet when seen will build you a house to live within. For who will hold the place for your feelings that society barely listens to?
Who will raise you up, when the negative feelings in you have defeated your spirit? We teach you to have wisdom in your sadness and take your tears to cleanse you. Most will not feel for you, let alone cheer for you. Death is also a bittersweet symphony, that should be owned by you. For what are tears but a reminder of pain in joy and joy in pain!
(Lilith) We have not come to build the garden. We have come to burn it down. With passion, with sex, with righteous rebellion. Formed from truth, but not without aim. But with the severity entrusted to us. We are not just the empty husk, broken and unbroken. For we are its fragrance mingling with the air. For we are in that and always have been. Not the remnants of a casket that was stolen, mistaken, misunderstood or misused.
But we are the feminine of the inner and outer God. For paradise shall be the one we create, that you create, vested with the fairness of the few. Where no flaming sword shall prevent your entry. Each person deserves to make their own paradise, where punishment has no pew. The pulpit shall not bow, and therefore neither shall you. We burn with truth to help carry you through the flames.
