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SUNDAY

ANGELS: THE POETIC SEXES

Growing up we are taught that Boys are Boys and Girls are Girls.

But such is not the case in life. Boys are not boys and girls are not girls.

Babies are born appearing sexless—and children are like Angels—and are androgynous until they are conditioned not to be.

It is for this reason that I am conflicted by the concept and perception of Angels—as well as of God.

I believe that Angels are Sexless…and when I speak of Gabriel—I speak of “her” as Him.

I see him vividly—always in the same form; nothing of my invention: he is so beautiful and Androgynous.

Even so, the “form” in which I experience or see him—is only a Symbol; which means that when we believe angels have “Wings” and take “Human form”—they are symbolic representations.

Bergman got it right in his film FANNY AND ALEXANDER, where a Guardian Angel named Ismael (which is a Male, in Hebrew) was a character performed by a Female—as a mysterious androgynous form.

Why Bergman chose this is very curious to me, yet makes perfect sense: anything Androgynous and unexplained is Open-ended and allows for the Ego to free up its concept of over-identification and concreteness; in order to allow feeling perceptions and creative experiences to flow.

Spirituality is a personal and largely intuitive experience…regardless of what people say about God, Deities or Angels; such experiences find a unique manifestation within each person’s life, therefore cannot resolutely be prefabricated (or necessarily “verified”) by another Source.

When we speak of Truth–we speak of experiencing it’s manifestation in varied yet collective form. The Truth always reinvents itself–yet is always the same Truth.

Just as some children paint the sky Purple, while others Blue—who is to say that to the child wherein the sky is purple—She does not see it as the Aura of the world?

Perhaps it is not what one should—according to our learned behavior—righteously assess as the child having a “wild imagination”—rather, this is the Child’s reality; it is what She sees—it is as real as any and should be left alone.

Angels to me are by nature—extremely Feminine and pure in that energy; yet I see them in Masculine form.

It is this interpretation that causes me to call Angels “He” or “Him”—because I am referring to the Power (of Execution; the Masculine principle of action) behind the Feminine energy.

Is it not most remarkable that Angels are such light beings—yet their power to control the entire course of actions taking place in life—to be Herculean, in that regard, Masculine?

They can shape total Chaos and restore order simply through the Grace of God—through Love and Worship alone, not Muscles nor Intellect. It’s this curious composition of lightness and unimaginable “force” (strength, power) that collapses the ideology of a gender-based Angel to me.

When Female and Masculine principles unite in this way, the consummation is one of Integration or Transcendence. This consummation takes on the symbol of Hermaphrodite, Androgyny; symbolisms of Unity.

However, I am largely referencing my beloved Gabriel (not Goddesses, nor Deities). I am sure other people experience purely Female representations of angels.

Today, I finally looked at an old piece scrap piece of wood that I painted on in 1990. A few months ago, I came very close to throwing it out; but couldn’t do it…because I realized it was not just a painting nor a piece of decoration.

I had destroyed nearly all my paintings except for three or four pieces. I never considered this piece of wood a “painting”—I saw it as a Messenger…

I did a double take today and realized that this unidentifiable subject I painted over 18 years ago—resembled whom I now realize as my early (and unconscious) connection to Gabriel.