Feast of the Risen Savior

“And I held this one thing fast in my mind, that the Lord had performed everything as a symbol and a dispensation for the conversion and salvation of man.”  (The Acts of John)


As signs of Spring begin to perk up everywhere we are reminded of just how close it is to the vernal equinox or, as we celebrate it the Sophian tradition, the Feast of the Risen Savior. Just as Spring marks that time of year when plant life rises once again from the earth, we are reminded again that death is not real and that the journey which began in full at the Jordan River didn’t end at the cross. In fact, this was the earthly equivalent of the Big Bang.

Through his resurrection, Yeshua Messiah showed those who could really see that death is not real. The disciples who could not receive in full what the master wanted to impart through light transmission were able to better understand through his resurrection that our Soul of Light carries on. And how it carries on – whether into another incarnation or into realized being – has to do with our individual abilities to receive and impart.


“The Savior” is the one who could show us the Way, the one who opened the door for us to receive the full power of the Supernal abode. The cross became the vehicle for this understanding. The following words from The Acts of John say it best::“This cross of light is sometimes called logos by me for your sakes, sometimes mind, sometimes Jesus, sometimes Christ, sometimes a door, sometimes a way, sometimes bread, sometimes seed, sometimes resurrection, sometimes Son, sometimes Father, sometimes Spirit, sometimes life, sometimes truth, sometimes faith, sometimes grace; and so it is called for men's sake.”


When I read this I’m hearing “mercy.” Great is God’s faithfulness and mercy.


Spring is a beautiful wakeup call that occurs every year, and it’s a reminder of the Soul of Light that lives within us awaiting renewal. The death brought by winter is a temporary experience of dissolution and purification so that something new can be born. My prayer is that each one of us touched by this remembrance in Spring will be willing to ask Our Mother what it is she wants to teach us this year… and where is it she wants us to go with this knowledge.