(Gate 1 — Reuben: Behold, a Son)
Long before the stars twinkled or rivers ran, there was only Light.
It wasn’t just any light—it was Love, Joy, and Knowing, all shining together in a beautiful hush.
This was the Breath of God, moving gently across the Great Stillness.
From this holy Light came the Elohim—the shining Builders of Worlds.
They didn’t use tools like hammers or nails.
They used Sound, Color, and Thought.
They sang creation into being.
Among their songs, a special idea was born.
A soul—not yet a child, not yet a name—sparkled in the middle of their melody.
That soul was Eliah.
Eliah was still part of the Light, not quite a “person” yet.
He floated in the Silence, cradled in golden breath,
wrapped in a cloak of stars and dreams.
Then the Elohim whispered,
“Let there be a Son.”
The Light became a form—shining, strong, and kind.
This was the First Pattern, the perfect model of a soul:
Adam Kadmon—the Divine Human.
He wasn’t made from dust.
He was made from Radiance.
And hidden in him were countless little sparks.
Each spark was a soul.
Each soul had a path to walk.
One of those sparks was Eliah.
He stirred.
Inside him, a small memory twinkled:
“I am Light. I come from Love.”
Then something amazing happened:
A Gate appeared.
It shimmered like clear crystal, and flames danced around its arch.
Above it were glowing letters:
“Gate 1 — Reuben: Behold, a Son.”
Eliah stepped forward.
He didn’t walk with feet—he walked with remembering.
As he passed through the gate, a wave of memory came rushing in.
He saw galaxies spinning.
He heard angels laughing.
He remembered:
“I was made from Light. I was made for Love.”
A Voice echoed through the stars:
“You are more than dust. You are Light wrapped in a story. Walk the Path. Become the Son.”
And so, Eliah began his journey.
Not to find something new,
but to remember who he had always been.
To be continued…
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