Dear Brother ***
I will meet you by the fire in the deep forest clearing where judgment dies, in the place the women have been nurturing since time began. You may leave your sword behind you, it is of no use to you now.
This is the place your soul longs for and your mind fears above all others. What I have I offer freely for here there is only abundance; all are cherished by the Mother.
The beasts you thought were wild and in need of slaughter will approach you without fear. They will let you caress them, and then they will be on their way.
In this place you can rest and restore yourself. Here you will find the true energy of life; not in your books or your temples, but in the spaces between your thoughts.
Look about you. Look at what your mind and emotions, divorced from Source, have wrought. The self-righteousness, the fear, the hatred of those who are different. You have even convinced yourselves that your brutal ways are somehow blessed by God!
The Mother awaits you patiently and offers you the balance you have sought. She no longer hides in caves and shadows but has come to claim what is rightfully hers.
Come down to the campfire, my brother. We will weep together for what has been, and rejoice for what is being born.