“You must faithfully reproduce the man God intended you to become,” declared my mentor.
“Only, I do not know this man,” I insisted.
“Nor did the Buddha or Christ,” responded my mentor. “It took Christ thirty years to come to a fuller understanding of Who He Really Is. Like the Buddha, it may take you longer to find out Who You Really Are.”
“Why?” I asked.
“You have so much more of the evolution of man to work through, than did Christ,” he replied.
“What do you mean?” I inquired further.
“For Christ,” he began, “Wisdom had been extracted from her imprisonment in nature, in the form of Mary, his mother. Through the union of her image with its likeness in heaven, had she conceived the first fully human being, for man had finally evolved into its prototype, God. In other words, with the birth of Christ, had God created the first image of man ever made in His own likeness.”
“But I thought Adam was the first man,” I exclaimed.
“Adam was man’s first conception of his own masculine self,” responded my mentor, “just as Eve was his first conceptualization of the soul or feminine side of himself. Because these concepts split the Original Being into two seemingly opposite entities, that is, into the image and likeness of God, the concept of Who Man Really Is was flawed from the beginning. Thus began the long struggle, that culminated in the birth of Christ, to conceive of man’s true identity, one made in both the image and likeness of God, rather than in one form or the other.”
“Jesus wasn’t hermaphroditic, was he?” I asked.
“All who have evolved into human form are latent hermaphrodites,” answered my mentor. “Is not your body housed by an apparently masculine self and a soul that is, by all appearances, feminine? And is not such a union with your soul what you really fear?”
Until I received affirmation from my feelings, I wasn’t too sure what I believed. And though I sensed the presence of truth in his words, I still found them hard to swallow.
