LOVE LETTERS FROM A WIDOWER: THE MYSTERY OF SOUL MATES IN LIGHT OF ANCIENT WISDOM

“Amor de lonh” (Love from afar) is the name by which the troubadour of the 12th century Jaufre Rudel, Prince of Blaye, named his beloved. I just quote from LOVE LETTERS FROM A WIDOWER: THE MYSTERY OF SOUL MATES IN LIGHT OF ANCIENT WISDOM: “Rudel is being killed by nostalgia for a woman he has never seen. But he ends up putting a face to this woman: she is the Countess of Tripoli, whom he recognises as his twin soul on account of the stories he hears from trav ellers returning from the Holy Land (Tripoli was one of the areas conquered by the crusaders). He even becomes a crusader himself just so he can go see her. However, during the trip, he falls ill and arrives at Tripoli on the verge of death. When the Countess learns of his presence, she rushes to be at his side, and so he dies in her arms, thanking God for allowing him to see her” https://www.amazon.com/Love-letters-widower-mystery-ancient-ebook/dp/B07CMG3HY3

This engraving seems to evoke the scenario in which the Letters were written. Its author, momentarily leaving his writing work, searches among the books of the blue library for any sign of his deceased wife. (Engraving by Frans Masereel, 1920) https://www.amazon.com/Love-letters-widower-mystery-ancient-ebook/dp/B07CMG3HY3/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1546874346&sr=1-1&keywords=Love+letters+from+a+widower

Quoted from the book: (Love at first sight) Out of all the examples I know, the loveliest one, in my opinion, was imagined by the English writer D.H. Lawrence in his novel-saga The Rainbow... Tom Brangwen was returning from Nottingham, one day, to his home in Cossethay with the cart packed with sacks of seed. He was walking alongside the horse when he saw a woman on the road, coming his way... "She had heard the cart, and looked up. Her face was pale and clear, she had thick dark eyebrows and a wi de mouth, curiously held. He saw her face clearly, as if by a light in the air. He saw her face so distinctly, that he ceased to coil on himself, and was suspended. 'That's her', he said involuntarily.../.... The feeling that they had exchanged recognition possessed him like a madness, like a torment. How could he be sure, what confirmation had he? The doubt was like a sense of infinite space, a nothingness, annihilating. He kept within his breast the will to s...

(Quoted from the book:) "I was telling you that perfume, or that concavity in bed, is like the 'ghost' of an absent person. Well, Jung calls this ghost of a woman present in the soul of every man 'anima'; 'animus' is the ghost of a man present in every woman. In light of the theory of the twin souls, the anima or the animus would be the reminiscence, the remains left in the soul by the spouse from the Origin as a result of its departure. This 'ghost' can appear in our dreams,   Blanca; the expression 'the woman –or the man- of my dreams' would be an allusion to it. Because dreams, my dear (as you may very well know; it has not been long since you slipped into one of mine), are not necessarily the usual banal and inconsequential dreams that serve as an outlet for the worries of waking life. When one pays close attention, dreams can become windows with a view to the backyard of reality, of hidden reality… In his medical practice as a psycholog...

(Quoted from the book:) The legend of the Holy Grail... There is a lot to say about this legend, Blanca, and, although I will do so mainly in another letter, I can start by saying that the Grail symbolises the original state of the human being, his lost Integrity. It appears in an enchanted castle, a castle of uncertain location and difficult access, inhabited by a King who has lost his Integrity as well as his Kingdom. The scenography of these apparitions has the magic, supernatural quality of dreams. And maybe that is precisely it, you know? The expressing of the dream, the expressing of the diminished King’s nostalgia, the Fisher King who dreams of restoring his lost Integrity. https://www.amazon.com/Love-letters-widower-mystery-ancient-ebook/dp/B07CMG3HY3

(Quoted from the book:) "This Persian Simorgh is identified as a fabulous bird from Islamic mythology, the Anka. The tenth century Arab historian Al-Masudi mentions it in The Meadows of Gold: "The prophet (Mohammed) told us one day: ‘In the first ages of the world, God created a bird of astonishing beauty and bestowed upon her every perfection: a face like that of Man, a radiant plumage of the richest colours… God created a female on the likeness of the male and named the coup le Anka’.” Note how that is the couple’s name; it is, then, a double, androgynous bird, a bird that embodies the mystery of the “two in one”. Among the ancient Muslim sages, the Anka became a symbol of Divinity equivalent to the Simorgh, to which it eventually became similar. Its radiant plumage, says Masudi, is “of the richest colours”, which leads us to imagine it to be similar to the peacock, covered in the colours of the rainbow, that androgynous symbol." https://www.amazon.com/Love-lette...

(Quoted from the book:) "The ancient sages conceived the cosmic mandala’s inner circle, Blanca, the inner essence or Centre of the Universe, as an intrinsically dual Unit. There is a medieval novel about which you might have heard –the Romance of the Rose- that regales us with a beautiful illustration of this subject. It tells us about a young man interested in initiating himself in the mysteries of Love –which are also those of the Universe. One night, this young man dreams t hat he is walking down a road that ends before a wall. He knows he must pass to the other side of this wall, but in order to locate the door, he finds himself having to go all around its border. What is on the other side? On the other side of this circular wall, the dreamer finds a secret garden –the “Garden of Love” from medieval and renaissance iconography-, where, in the centre, a circular fountain stands. And the dream continues until it reveals that this fountain contains two pristine crystals, on which...

(Quoted from the book:) Talking about the Arabic ideal of chastity, Blanca, is talking about Udhra love, which is how courtly love is known in the Arab world. The name comes from a tribe who flourished between the seventh and eighth century in the Southeast of the Arabian Peninsula, in a remote valley in Yemen. The Bedouin tribe of the Banu Udhra, the “Sons of Virginity”, produced many poets; with the peculiarity that Udhra poetry is monothematic: it deals with one single issu e, spiritual love. But, in addition, the Udhra poets practiced what they preached: they became famous for cultivating the type of love they put into verse; a pure and chaste love, so intense (its intensity came from its purity) that it was said they “died of love”. The Arabic chronicles of the time tell about Udhras dying of no particular infirmity, but of love towards their lady. Otherwise, my dear, Udhra love verged on mysticism, on religion, to the point that orthodox Muslims denigrated and accused it of inter...

(Quoted from the book: ) If you allow me, dear, I would like to tell you now -since I expounded on worldly marriage and its Heavenly model- a few words about divorce... We were talking before about the Early Church Fathers. About how some of them interpreted worldly marriage as a restoration of the true marriage, the one which had taken place in Heaven, under divine auspices. These Christian sages supposed that worldly marriages would be infallible, in the sense that they woul d reunite the original spouses. Hence, they considered divorce inadmissible. They did not count on the mistakes one would predictably make when recognising their predestined spouse among the crowd of potential candidates. John Milton, the great English poet, coming after Shakespeare and Donne, did count on those factors, Blanca. This led to the curious incident where if some Early Church Fathers put forward the concept of love predestination as an argument against divorce, Milton, in the seventeenth century, did ...

(Quoted from the book:) The benefits of looking with the eyes of the heart rather than the physical eyes, Blanca, is, as you know, one of the most repeated messages in fairy tales. It’s also the central message of that modern fairy tale, The Little Prince. What’s more, many stories echo Cinderella's plot, that of the lost and recovered Paradise, with the prince and princess' mutual search, the obstacles and challenges they must overcome before finally uniting (a union that is   usually a reunion) and their wedding at the end. Here abides, as I was telling you, the same subconscious and nostalgic memory of the Origin that gave rise to the universal myth of the Androgyne. But in the story of Cinderella, there is yet another collateral theme also present in countless other fairy tales: superficial ugliness, the ugliness that enshrouds a great beauty. The Little Prince https://www.amazon.com/Love-letters-widower-mystery-ancient-ebook/dp/B07CMG3HY3

(Quoted from the book:) To the ancient sages, Blanca, the Universe is mysterious. Existence, in general, is mysterious, and so is its every aspect. Including that fundamental aspect of human existence the “reverse side” of which we are going to investigate in this letter and the ones following it – the subject is too complex, and one letter will not be enough. I am talking, of course, about erotic love, the love between man and woman (though, of course, this kind of love can a lso happen between two people of the same gender). With a detective–like spirit, we will delve into erotic love. Although we will not do so like biologists and neurologists, who like watchmakers trying to understand the inner workings of a watch, would disassemble it and study its parts. Don’t worry; I will not talk to you about hormones, cerebral areas and processes, or about dopamine releases or other such things that are the latest fashion in scientific discoveries. The point of view we will adopt is that of t...

(Quoted from the book:) It’s a shame that there are no volumes from this literary cycle in the blue library because, as the fairy tale enthusiast that you are, the Story of the Grail and its numerous sequels would have certainly delighted you… Since I’m not sure if you are familiarised with the myth, I will quickly set the scene: The Holy Grail appears for the first time as a literary subject in the context of medieval chivalric novels, and it does so in the hand of a legendar y sixth century Breton king. According to the legend, King Arthur summoned the bravest errant knights to his Camelot court, and he gathered them around a round table (like this one from where I’m writing to you), thus the chivalric Order they founded came to be known as the “Round Table”. Said Order, like every self-respecting chivalric Order, was devoted to protecting the weak from the powerful. However, with time, the Knights of the Round Table began feeling that such noble mission had become too small for them...

(Quoted from the book:) "That night, out in a field, they slept alongside a wood. And as they slept snow fell, and the country was cold; Perceval had arisen early, as he always did, wanting to hunt for adventure and the chance to prove how brave he could be. And riding across the fields, beneath the frigid sun, he came to the king's camp but saw, before he reached the tents, a flock of wild geese, dazzled by the heavy snow, fleeing as fast as birds can fly from a diving falcon dropping out of the sk y. It struck at a single goose, lagging behind the others, and hit it so hard that it fell to the earth. But the hawk didn't follow it down, not hungry enough to take the trouble, Too lazy to chase it. So the falcon flew off. But Perceval rode to where the goose had fallen. The bird's neck had been wounded, And three drops of blood had come rolling out on the snow, dying it vivid red. The bird had not been badly hurt, just knocked to the earth, and before the kni...

(Quoted from the book:) “By heavenly chance express”, Blanca. Meaning that encounter, while coincidental in appearance, was actually arranged. Heaven scheduled an appointment, so to say, and put them both in that place at that exact time so they could meet. You know, the last two verses also make me think about your beauty. Because before and after that afternoon – the one we met -, I had seen   women who were more beautiful than you. Yet, it’s strange; none of them looked so to me. Those two verses - “Unveils to him that loveliness / Which others cannot understand” - suggest an idea that I posit as the starting point to these letters: the idea that beyond objective beauty exists a subjective hidden beauty; a mysterious beauty that reveals itself only to its predestined eyes. (One must not confuse this subjective beauty with the set of spiritual qualities a person might possess, qualities we call “inner beauty”: while inner beauty, my dear, is certainly superior to outer beauty, it...

(Quoted from the book:) The poems from his youth show us a womanising Donne. However, later in life, Donne changed. And do you know what the scholastics think was the turning point for this change? He found his twin soul: Anne More, a young lady whose aunt was married to a high-ranking court member where Donne was a secretary (this was the trick Destiny devised to bring them together). It seems like from the moment they met, they knew they were made for one another. And what  happened was that the amorous cynicism that he had shown until then, gave way to an increasingly higher and deeper conception of love. A conception that was intertwined with the idea of God, Blanca, as evidenced by the proliferation of religious references in his later works… In one of those poems, Donne warns Anne More about the likely event of one of them dying before the other. There is no need for despair, he tells her, because it will not be an actual separation: it will be like when spouses turn around i...

(Quoted from the book:) The last personal testimony we will visit before returning to the bountiful fields of literary fiction is by a modern poet of “ancient perspective”. It’s not by chance, my love, that this poet born at the turn of century, the French André Bréton, was a key figure of Surrealism, a movement that called for the primordial role of intuition in art in general, and in poetry in particular. Having studied esoteric tradition in depth, Bréton was a profound conn oisseur of ancient knowledge. Well, then, it’s in the autobiographical Arcane 17, where he writes to his beloved Elisa, with whom he married almost immediately after meeting: “Before I met you, but what am I saying, these words make no sense. You know that the first time I saw you, there is no doubt I recognised you.” This, Blanca, is love at first sight, what in French is known as coup de foudre, “thunderbolt”. That is to say, a sudden love that sweeps you off your feet, which Bréton himself baptised as amour fo...

(Quoted from the book:) The belief in the predestination of love had many supporters in ancient times. It explained a phenomenon that is otherwise quite difficult to explain. A phenomenon we could articulate in the following manner: “There are secret links of affection, that no reason can be rendered of.” This quote comes from an essay on matrimony written by a representative of seventeenth century Protestant Puritanism, the Englishman Thomas Gataker. Six hundred years before,  a distinguished Andalusian poet and philosopher called Ibn Hazm of Cordoba, had expressed the same thing with these words: “If the cause of Love were physical beauty, the consequence would be that nobody defective in any shape or form would attract admiration; yet we know of many a man actually preferring the inferior article, though well aware that another is superior, and quite unable to turn his heart away from it. Again, if Love were due to a harmony of characters, no man would love a person who was not ...

(Quoted from the book:) In fact, for our sages, as we have seen, human love is the touchstone of divine love. Hence, throughout the entire heroic process (and this process may last several lives), the predestined “duo” should coincide if not always, then often. The Two will then come together to play that melody that they rehearsed by themselves. After all, that’s why we come into this world: to rehearse, to put our soul to the test in order to polish it, to clean it of impur ities. Just like a musician hones his technique during rehearsals. Practice makes perfect. Reincarnations are as vital for the soul as daily physical contact with his instrument is for the musician. We cannot clean the impurities off our soul all the way up from Heaven, just as a musician cannot perfect his technique just by studying musical theory. Theory is the necessary foundation, but it’s useless if he does not translate that theory into practice. And that takes time and effort. https://www.amazon.com/...

(Quoted from the book:) The adept and his mystic sister: the architects of the Great Work. According to texts and prints, both collaborated closely on the works. In a textless book, consisting mainly of illustrations: in the Mutus Liber or “Mute Book” we can observe them hand in hand, working together to prepare the hermetic compound, heating up the furnace, stirring and watching the pot, operating the bellows to kindle the fire… It could not be in any other way, Blanca, seeing that in those alchemy works, the alchemist and his companion projected the heroic process of an amorous nature in which their souls were immersed. A process that the goal was the restoration of the androgynous Unit they originally integrated. “How good it is for two to inhabit one!”, reads the Aurora Consurgens, one of the most notable medieval alchemy treatises. https://www.amazon.com/Love-letters-widower-mystery-ancient-ebook/dp/B07CMG3HY3

Today we would celebrate... Correction; today we celebrate fifty years of marriage. Our golden anniversary. To celebrate it, I took my pen (your pen, the one you gave me) and started writing to you. First, I want to apologise for not having done this before. Or, to be fair, for not being able to continue beyond the first line, because the fact is I tried, co untless times, without success. It wasn’t because I didn't have anything to say to you. It just so happens that sorrow is a great obstacle for words; it stops them from flowing out of your mouth or pen. Even the more pressing ones. One's life could be in grave danger, and it would still be a superhuman effort just to ask for help. This could h sound like an excuse, but believe me: it’s not an excuse, it’s a good reason. Anyway, since this time I was able to go beyond the cursed threshold of the first line, you can deduce that I have found some consolation to my sorrow. And it's precisely about that, my love, about the f...

(Quoted from the book:) You remember that sentence from the Zohar relating to the conjugal union: God will not establish His residence in a place where such union does not exist. That being the case, and from the moment that God had established His residence in the Ark of the Covenant, the conjugal union had to manifest itself on the Ark. The two Cherubim represented, then, the divine Spouses. The Scripture says that they contemplated the sacred Ark, but also each other, “the ir faces one to another; toward the mercy seat shall the faces of the cherubim be” (Exodus 25:20). The tradition of depicting God and His Wife face to face, looking into each other’s eyes, came from Antiquity, dated back to the pagan religions, as archaeological findings can attest. In fact, Blanca, it’s the posture in which spouses, and lovers in general, have always been portrayed (remember the heavenly couple described by Swedenborg, of how they extracted their Beauty from mutual contemplation), and it denotes ...

(Quoted from the book:) Al-Mas‘udi, another Arabic wise man, contemporary of Ibn Hazm, regales us with yet another example of the same belief when, alluding to his beloved, he proclaims: “My soul was bound to hers before we were created.” And a Sufi sage (a sage who adheres to Sufism, the biggest strand on the “reverse side” of Islam), the Persian Ruzbihan Baqli of Shiraz will, one century later, express an identical conviction in his treatise on mystical love The Jasmine of  the Fedeli d’Amore (The Jasmine of the Love’s Faithful)… But first, what are The Love’s Faithful? “Love’s Faithful” is what numerous ancient sages and poets of mystical temperament, both in the East and the West, often called themselves. These ancient sages, Blanca, were protectors of a belief essential to the theory of twin souls: the belief that erotic love has its ontological roots in Divinity. The Love’s Faithful served as a secular religion: a religion without temples, or Scriptures, priests, or dogmas. ...

“Theologians maintain that the mere presence of a feeling of God in Man’s heart, is, in itself, a proof of His existence. Since –as they assure us- that feeling is innate, it’s actually a reminiscence. Well, if it’s as they say, Blanca, then, along with a feeling of God (and, as I hope to demonstrate during the course of these letters, closely bound to it), there exists in Man’s heart another innate feeling of no less power. The feeling of the twin soul, of the one creature who, out of every other, is destined to us, for it’s the other half that will complete us.” Thus begins one of the letters of this epistolary essay in which the author undertakes an exhaustive tracing of the theory of soul mates in the history of Religion and Philosophy, of Literature and Occult Sciences, showing the preeminent place that in the worldview of the ancient sages occupied this enigmatic feeling that we know today as romantic love. https://www.amazon.com/Love-letters-widower-mystery-ancient-ebook/...