Sophia's Light (A nighttime prayer) Top
In darkest night, when lights are dim,
and all in sight seems sad and grim,
I find you there, your arms surround me,
your spirit fills me and it grounds me.
I look to you, Lady of Truth,
most ancient One, yet eternal youth,
to keep me safe, protect my heart,
and with the wisdom you impart
fill up my empty mind and soul
so that, my Lover, you can make whole,
all that was broken in this day –
and that is what I ask and pray.
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Closing Prayer to Sophia Top
O Gentle, O Kind, O Blessed Sophia,
Thy children on earth call unto Thee.
We pray Thee, Beloved Mother, to cast forth
thy net of woven starlight.
Fling it wide across the ocean of the universe
to gather us home to the realms of Light.
Amen.
Sharon Cutmore writes: Several of the above prayers I collected from various sites in dedication to the Blessed Mother that is Wisdom.
A Gnostic Prayer to Isis-Sophia
by Tau Malachi
Praise you, Mother Sophia;
Praise you, Great Goddess –
Hail to you Aset, Holy Virgin, Mother of God;
You who birth souls to the Infinite and Eternal,
Whose grace is the Light of the Day of Be-With-Us!
Yea though I walk in the day of your mourning,
Yet with your Forethought I behold your joy,
And with your Afterthought I gaze into your heart –
The perfection of Light and Love, Life and Liberty!
Placing lotus blossoms upon your alter, and making offerings of incense and lights;
Envisioning the offering of everything good, in the heavens and on earth,
I worship in your Light-presence and call forth your Light-power,
Send the Opener of the Way before me,
Let the Spiritual Sun shine from within me:
O Mother, give birth to your Holy Child –
Empower me to go forth in the Divine Light!
There is Light and there is Fire, and your Great Spirit passing through;
One Aeon dissolves and another arises, but all is in you as in a Holy Womb –
You, the Portal of All-Worlds; You the Life of All-Worlds: You giving birth!
I pray, Holy Mother, that you might part your veil, that I might see you in all your forms,
And perchance glimpse into the In-between to behold your True Essence;
Such is my prayer, such my inmost heart's desire,
To know you and to love you,
To be at-one with you!
Ave Sophia!
Three awesome poems to Sophia written by SharOn Alder. Top
In Her Great Love, in Her undying Compassion, Her great Grief and Sorrow, at Her rejection, non-acceptence, not from the personal grief point of view only, but from the effects of Her messages, wisdom, guidance, Her great Labour for Her people and humanity and Mother Earth. Her Soul, encompasing many star systems, wraps Her arms Lovingly Mother Earth. suffucing our Gaia with the gentlest of healing and supportive Love. But She is not separate from Her Essence and Feels all the grief and sorrow and pain of Mother Earth in all her aspects including humanity. Like the scales of Ma'at, that which She feels through Her Compassion which is not Love, She balances out with due measurement of Love.
The Mother of All Creation, Sophia, is Pure Love, and feels and knows not but Love; Pistis Sophia is the Daughter whose Spirit "falls" (down) into and takes embodiment in the material realms, experiencing the pain of the denial of Love as Her Spirit falls into the denser realms, (as Jesus is the embodiment of the Father aspect of Creation.) From Her experiences, Pistis Sophia adds discernment and Wisdom to Love, which otherwise knows no disparity and love's without discretion. So here goes....
SOPHIA WAITS
This Sophia longs for the touch,
Even the merest touch
of her golden gilded consort.
She has searched the highest heavens
and found many a true lover,
And poured ever her infinite bliss
from the diamond studded chalice
of her being.
Some sucked her chalice dry
then placed her in a forgotten corner
until their thirst rose yet again;
Some tossed aside the chalice
only to smash it against the rough stones.
From each lover, indeed,
She has found and rejoiced in parts of her Divinity,
and in agony She pieces them together.
She longs from the four sides of eternity
For Osiris to rise within her yet again.
She who is endless Love waits to be Loved,
Not just for a moment, but Eternity....
Sophia, Waits......
IN THE TEMPLE OF SOPHIA Top
How should I respond when in the Highest of Heavens
they call my name as "Love"?
How should I respond who has experienced endless, boundless Love,
and have been repudiated from this world?
How should I respond when the world I laid
with such Love and Grace is trashed and decimated with war, greed and avarice?
How should I respond, who Am the embodiment of Love,
to see my sisters, daughters and children abused and neglected?
I shall tell you that She Who Is Love indeed is Wailing and Moaning:
The crucifixion of Her Son, know not such pain
As that which spill from Her Heart this day.
How should I respond when the means of this World
have not supported Love in this life,
but have put all else before
Her call to enter the Silence and be embraced in Her Great Love?
How should I respond when those with whom I have shared my Love
still choose the allurements of this mortal world and self-aggregandizement,
Yet leave this body and heart desolate?
How should I respond when those I have chosen have ignored my Call
And Mandate to bring Heaven to Mother Earth?
In the Temple of Sophia, a Wake is Taking place Today:
Tomorrow when the children and women and old folks are fed;
Tomorrow when the needy have clothing, food and shelter;
Tomorrow when the guns are turned to plowshares;
Tomorrow when my daughters are not raped nor choldren beaten;
Tomorrow when we give back to and take care of Our Mother;
Tomorrow when in Her Name there is Rejoicing,
In the Temple of Sophia, A Celebration will Take Place.
c. June 14, 2004, Sharon Alder, Pistis Sophia, "Soaring Eagle'
LAMENTATIONS OF PISTIS SOPHIA
I have given them eyes to see,
and they have not seen.
I have given them ears to hear,
and they have not heard.
I have given them a mind to discern,
and they have not discerned
The Ways of Holiness.
I have given them a Heart,
and they have not loved one another
Or the Holy Mother.
I have given them a bright star
to guide them to the Holy Land,
Yet they have wandered in the Deserts
of Desire and Despair.
And when they came to the Holy Land,
The chosen Ones took with them
The ways of Descecration and War.
The Chosen Ones defiled and laid waste
The Holy cities, the Holy Temples,
The children, the Mothers and the Old Ones;
The Chosen Ones Defiled Her Holy Daughters
And Sacred Land.
From Their Way , who has returned
To the Ways of Sanctity and Holiness?
Who has prepared their Hearts for Her Return?
Who has raised for Her, Her Sacred Temples?
Who has clothed and honoured Her Sacred Daughters?
Who has fed Her little Children?
Who has cared for the aged and the crippled?
Who has purged Her Holy Land from the Ways of War
And laid the Sacred Ground with the Ways of Peace?
Oh Ye children of Man, I say,
Prepare yourselves with fasting and with Prayers
For the Lamentations of the Mother are Great
For Her Temples and Beloved are Naught,
And they See and Behold Her Not.
c. SharOn Alder, Pistis Sophia, October 2005
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Another find from Wynn:
http://www.joycerupp.com/PrayersToSophia.html#springtimePrayers to Sophia
A Companion to "The Star in My Heart"
Thoughts from the Author.
"...I believe that all our names for the Divine, whether male or female, are inadequate. All these metaphors are our feeble human attempts and projections as we try to draw near to the Mysterious One. Probably the only adequate name for the Holy One is that which was written long ago: "I Am Who I Am" (Exodus 3:14). In order to have a personal relationship, however, it is helpful to name the Divine. "Sophia" has become the best divine name for my prayer. I resonate immensely with her qualities of guidance, truth-bringing, and companionship. She is always with me as I search for the way home, which is what I am consistently doing on my spiritual path.
...As this relationship continually unfolds, she constantly leads me deeper, challenges me to grow freer, and keeps inviting me to be more truly my best self. I know that this relationship is never just for myself. It is out of this affinity with Sophia and my ongoing transformation that I am consistently led outward to the world in which I am to give my life and service.
Sophia always draws me up and outward once I have been led down and inward. It is a cycle that I trust. I do believe that I am a much more compassionate woman for having sat in Sophia's presence...."
Springtime Prayer
O Dancer of Creation,
the earth awakens to an urgent call to grow. In the hidden recesses of my wintered spirit I, too, hear the humming of your voice,
calling me, wooing my deadness back to life.
My soul yawns, stretches, quickens,
as the energy of Spring revives my weariness. I sit with wonder, observing the steady activity of downy woodpeckers and newly yellowed finch. I do so wait with the avid attention of a child's first look, savoring the colors and shapes of earth's loveliness.
As the filtering patterns of early sunlight lift the shades of green in every growing thing, I enter into spring's unlettered words of life. For a while my doubts, anxieties, and worries become like chapters in some ancient book whose text no longer claims my full attention. I am content to sit, watching Spring turn the pages of this animated publication, eager to discover the invigorating story reflected in my own springtime revelation.
Tell me, Wise Awakener,
why is it easier to believe in a stem of new grass, or the opening bud of a fresh purple crocus, than it is to believe in the greening of me?
---Joyce Rupp
Taken from Prayers to Sophia. Copyright 2000 by Joyce Rupp. All Rights Reserved. Used by permission of Innisfree Press, Inc.
Sophia
Channeled by Gillian MacBeth-Louthan
I am the She-ness of All that is, I am Sophia. I am the breath of that which you have spoken. I am the breath that is and that is yet to be birthed.
I bring within my words and energies a fulfillment that comes not from the substance of earth, nor from the substance of self. I ask you to taste the sweetness that you are as you kiss the lips of God. I ask you to taste the sweetness that was destined to be your life before you chose the conflict. Come forth into the fullness of your power in this hour of light. Do not wait a fortnight; do not wait another day until the timing is correct in your perceptions. For in the scheme of universal knowledge and the schematics of universal light, there is but this moment. In this moment you need to fill yourself with all that you want to be. Do not talk of what you shall accomplish one day, but fulfill that accomplishment within your mind, within the pictures of your heart and the pictures of your word in this moment, this thought.
In the upcoming time, you will find that many words that you speak will change in enunciation, in meaning, and change in vibration. You will find that as you speak, a gentle hum is heard in your heart as it begins to vibrate with truth so fast that music is created. These are not heart palpitations but the sound of love that hums through the caverns of your being.
I am She that was whispered into existence by the mouth of God. I am sometimes seen as Shekinah, the holy breath, the Holy Spirit. I am feminine of nature, but not always depicted as such. I come forth with the vibration and the teachings of the ancient Magdalenes. You birth a New World on this day by believing. You birth a great white hope that lives so deeply in your cell memory that you have not yet seen it in your world. You birth on this day a completion as you spiral and dance around all layers and faces of your soul and of yourself finally landing in climax within the oceans of your being. I am that which is yet to be found within you. I am the sacred feminine that you seek but do not always see reflected in the mirror of your life. I am the sacred face of the feminine light of God and I come to heal you as I come to birth myself.
The essence of Sophia (Ma-RI) has lived by many names and each one of them you have donned as a costume in the masquerade of life. You came in this time holding an encoding that will be released in these upcoming times. It is that sacred number, that sacred sound, that sacred geometry and color of the Wild Woman untamed Goddess within you that you allowed to be birthed in fullness for me and through me.
It is time for you to celebrate everything about you for every one of you is a strand in the tapestry of my cloak of light. The doorway opens for you to see and to celebrate. Some days the celebration will be in a place of loneliness and other days it will be in a large beautiful group, but it matters not. Your life needs to be a celebration of who you want to be and who you know you are. Strip off the weather coatings that you wear as protection and allow your glorious beautiful self to be seen in the fullness of time. Do not be afraid of your emotions or your angers or your passions. Do not be afraid of your wild hair days.
If you would sound my sound in your heart, it will help you to heal for it comes as an elixir, as an amendment to all the rules of order that you were forced to follow from time beginning. Say my name softly to yourself – Sophia — Sophia – Sophia. Does it not soothe the thorns of your being? For in that sound is a memory and in that memory you are very close to home.
I thank you for being who you are. You have never allowed others to break your spirit even though there were times when you teetered very close to that. Do not allow anyone to take of your heart. You can give it all that you want, but do not let others take your dreams or your desires. Give and give and give. That is the doorway to the greatest healing of all. Invite me into your day, into the morn, into the night. I will escort you into passageways that you have forgotten. Run bare-footed in the temples of your past. Allow me to escort you into all that you are for it is a place of completion that you come home to. I am Sophia as are you.
