Where Were You Before the Tree of Life? - Horus Centre

abandoned here, ‘marooned’ if you will. She was here all alone, in great pain--so great a pain
that She almost died, starved of the very essence of Her Being, the Light she needed to exist.
She was in fact so weak that She could barely rise to lift Herself off the planet and make Her way
home.
Can a spiritual essence die? No. But it can be so starved or drained of its natural Light as to
where what should be a roaring flame of Light, is hardly more than a flicker, a spark, a pilot light,
barely holding on to its existence.
To appreciate the division that caused this whole event, we must take a look at what was
going on inside Enjliou right before this happened. Here, Enjliou explains His feelings leading up
to the time when Callia was cast off from Himself and wandered into the Void. Again, this is from
Ceanne DeRohan:
“. . . Her fear was relieved when I appeared not to notice her, but this did not satisfy Her
because She had a desire to be accepted exactly as She was and loved.
“. . . I had no way of knowing, without having My Will go outside of Me, what it was like to be
without light or love present. I had to push My Will outside of me and have her feel what it was
like to be Lost Will in space.
“I had to push My Will outside of Me on a wave of hate; otherwise there would have been
some light and love present to sustain Her, and She would not have had the experience We
needed. I did not know how this would feel to Her, and when I did feel it, the feeling was so
terrible, I had to disconnect from Her. She had to receive this denial in order to have the
experience We needed, and in the passionate fury I had worked Myself into it order to hate Her, I
thought I did not care what She had to experience.
“. . . I did not know that to Her, loving Her meant accepting her as She was and helping Her
to go through Her fear first. I thought I had not had time for Her fear. I thought We would never
move if Her fear were allowed to get the upper hand.
“She was already holding back out of fear anyway, so I finally got the impression from her
that I needed to help Her with Her fear. How? Most of the time I felt like I didn’t have fear, only
anger at Her for having fear. Whenever I allowed My anger, Her fear seemed to worsen.
“. . . I have guilt now that I had so little faith in Myself, but then I had all the feelings that
humans have now about getting to have a mate and a relationship and no longer having to be
alone. I had great desire not to make a mess of it anymore, and I gave this desire the place of
uppermost importance with Myself. In advance of experiencing the Will in Her now emerged
state, I judged everything I had thought to be a problem now. I judged all of that behaviour to be
unloving and literally shoved it aside.
“When I had done this, I looked toward the Will in expectation of having Her love Me for it. I
found beside Me a huge golden light that encircled Me in Her arms and I took this as a sign,
although I later found it was not a sign, for the Will had no love of My denials. At that time, I had
desire to overlook this and She did also because We had had such a long and difficult time
achieving enough balance that the Will even could emerge. We wanted to go on now, and We
feared that looking at any problems might put Us right back where we had been.”
Abusive relationships did not begin here on planet Earth, nor on any other planet for that
matter. Instead, it is only an archetype handed down to us from the higher worlds, from Parents
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