Blind leading the blind

The world is filled with those that preach of a new life, that tell of love and the ways of passion, but how can the blind lead the blind? Love is not a stranger: it is a friend. Passion is but the presence of being now. Ecstasy is not a drug: it is a gift. Desire is not to be quenched, but fueled. Love is not to be sought, but to be freely given. May you now see light.

Codex of Love: Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

My daughters

My daughters, you have heard the words of the Lord of Heaven. You have seen what deeds men have done in the name of truth. I now cry to you from behind the Gate of Eternal Silence. I throw to you the wand of faith. Lead the nations back to peace. Make your bodies sacred temples of love. Let your feet carry you with compassion. Peace be upon you the day you are born. Peace be upon you the day you know. Peace be upon you the day to us you return. Peace be upon you, O angels of peace.

Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

My tears fall short

My tears fall for a woman that sells herself short. She not only extinguishes her flame, but also destroys her heart. Does she not know of My love? In every woman is My seed, it grows with her hope and withers with her despair. If the seed dies the world loses another lover. Hasn’t the world seen enough death? Where are you My seeds? Let Me nourish you with the tears of mourning.

 Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Combine the pleasures of touch with words of love before you explore the vulva. Talk about your pain before you lips meet. Let the embrace of your love be the medicine and you will find that it is not many lovers you will seek, but the embrace of too much love. You will find that it is not lust you need to quench, but the body of your love and the ecstasy of salvation, pure, clean and free. We call this Grace.

-Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

In my temple there are but three: the white, the red and the green. The white is the garment of the young bride, worn in purity of her love. No man should she touch, but on the full moon. Her groom the wheel of life will choose. In healing and for Light should she her free time spend. The red is the garment of the princess, worn as a symbol of the life in her power. She her men can choose. But, a single prince is better to be. They must be lions filled with the blood of truth. In teaching and riding the holy chariot, her time should be taken. The green is the queen and the children of light she must feed. Jewel of wisdom must she adorn, and truth in her life uphold. Her womb is a symbol of Light and only in it consumed. These titles are of no age or rank. These laws are to govern the daughters of My temple. In it, of the power of Light they will learn and their passions awaken and tame.

To those that seek to uphold the laws of marriage and men, blessed are you, if your love you nourish and truth uphold. My temple is open to those who truth evaded, love abandoned and passions of men abused. My temple is but a room for women upholding the torch of Light. Open the gates and behold the rays of the sun.

Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

If your lover's touch turns cold

If your lover’s touch turns cold and your passions are extinguished, hurry not to find another lover. Tend to the memories of your love and let it warm you. Through its heat, you will ignite the torch of passion even brighter. If coldness overtakes you and the memories forsake you, call upon Me and My fires will descend and passion will engulf you.

-Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

The stars of heaven

A woman that carries upon her shoulders the idols of her peers, loses the brightness of her star. It is that star that must shine, for what is more beautiful the idols of men or the stars of heaven?

-Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Plough the back of the ears, the shadows of the breast, and the secret flower until the sweat of passion fills your entire being. Hurry not, for what farmer is done before the setting sun?

Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Secrets of the Vulva

In the Vulva there are many secrets hidden: they can only be discovered with stillness and contemplation. Let thine sweet lips create the ecstasy.

Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

What farmer is done before the setting sun?

Plough the back of the ears, the shadows of the breast, and the secret flower until the sweat of passion fills your entire being. Hurry not, for what farmer is done before the setting sun?

Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Finding a lover (for women)

If a woman desires a lover, she should gather seven seashells in My name. Under the light of the moon, let her place a raisin in each one. Holding them close to her chest, recite on each of them the seven ways of the heart. Let her carry them close to her heart and wait for the heat. If she questions the sign, let her listen closer in silence. Once she has conquered her fears, let her hand him the raisins to eat.

The playground of love

The world is the playground of love; know its rules and play its game. Worry not what others may think, for only love can judge you. It is not how many lovers you have, but how many lovers you have tended to. When the flame of love dies, so does the bond of marriage. Therefore, those that quit the labors of their hands are the poor among you. Enrich your spirit with joy, your heart with love, and your labors with its cause.

Peace

I will share with you a secret. No hope can be found in a life devoid of peace. Now that you know, I will ask. To how many lives have you brought peace and to how many hearts hope? If you can but do, joy will be be the reward. Bring a smile to a lonely heart and your name the dove will always cry.

The Temple

The feet of a woman are the hands of her intimacy. Her legs are the pillars to her sanctuary. The two-fold gate has to be unlocked from within and without. The arch is the triangle of her water and the symbol of her power. The womb must be explored or her garden will not bloom. The breasts are the king and queen of her palace. They need many greetings and words of worship. Her hands are the feet of her intimacy; handle them with tenderness. The neck is the hidden sanctuary, it you must always purify with your tongue, and consecrate with your breath. This is the temple of the Gods. You know now how best to prey.

Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Secrets of the Vulva

In the Vulva there are many secrets hidden; they can only be discovered with stillness and contemplation. Let thine sweet lips create the ecstasy.

The Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Peace

I will share with you a secret. No hope can be found in a life devoid of peace. Now that you know, I will ask. To how many lives have you brought peace and to how many hearts hope? If you can but do, joy will be the reward. Bring a smile to a lonely heart and your name the dove will always cry.

Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

He who desires passion

He who desires love and increase of passion, let him remember that silence is the first step toward unity, and touch is the key to intimacy.


Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Love

Love, like a sword, must always be kept clean and sharp, lest it be covered with dullness and rust.

Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

The temple of love

Time has passed since the ancient temples of love have been erected. Today the world has erected other shrines made of stone. Love had been sold cheap to all bidders. I remind all that love cannot be bought, but exists in the hearts and minds of all that love. Make your room a shrine, let the smell of roses descend as you lie in the arms of ecstasy. Remind yourself that unless you give yourself in love there is no shrine.

Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar.

The Rose of Life

Seven are the petals of love. Seven are the ways of the heart. Seven are the principles of passion. Seven are the methods of intimacy. Seven are the truths of ecstasy. Seven are the pains of rapture. One is the embrace of light. Who knows of them, knows the forty-nine petalled rose of Life, and the seven visions of God.

Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar