In transit to Abyssinia, the land of the ancients, this lone man stands by an airstrip in the Yemeni desert, danger and uncertainty his companions. It is the first decade of the third millennium. An unknown love from the ancient kingdom of Solomon awaits him. Looking out at the surrounding scene of imminent danger, he knows he is not seeking anything or anyone in particular. The fire burning within him is the timeless continuum of that burning through all the prophets.
The moment flashes his psychological death, that annihilation of self in Australia, since then the years of learning and teaching in Europe, UK, Middle East, the books he has written on his extensive travels drawn by the one message of truth. And here in Yemen he stands alone in an unsettled land, many dangers lurking in the shadows. The man's certitude is his security. Worthy without asking why, he has endeavored to honor the sacred feminine on every step of the way. He knows this is not an easy task in the flash materialism playing the base strings of mankind's creative force. He has seen man's greed in the guise of every ideology, philosophy and theology in this existential world. Before annihilation, his struggling self many times faltered and lost sight of her face, the sacred feminine, yet something unknown kept urging him listen not to the ways of the world, listen only to the voice in the heart.
In the Arabian desert her star re-appears as yet another test luring him through the uncertainty of Yemen. His heart speaks, 'even though you slay me, still must I serve you, the one SHE, the one divine essence in every woman.'
This man acknowledges the privilege in deepest gratitude. Having passed through the death of self, he now knows that woman alone is the temple of God in this existence.
Hence appears the name Alemu Wolde-Michael for the two novels on enlightenment,
Zara - the Sacred Feminine and Zen Money Love
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Source: Alan Conlan