Today I had a momentary encounter with a Seraphim
She appeared in the space between my internal and external eyes
She was a dancing flame of orange and rainbow, flowing and yet flickering like fire.
She was full of joy and invitation, inviting me into the realm before the sacred throne of Yahweh. And yet throne is not best how to describe what was between her and the Allness of Yahweh. The sacred purity of Presence, the whiteness and brightness of all Light.
She danced with a purity of freedom and form. Nothing to hold her back or censure her motion.
The joy! The pleasure! The sheer fascinating fun of just being who she is before the Creator on one side and me on the other!
Not needing to “gaurd” from a place of fear and Law but serving the King and High priest with everything.
She was created for this – to ever dance with radiance, magnificent in her being. Her destiny flowing from her Identity – who she is and will ever be. Never done, always full of the Light.
I just knew she was a Seraphim (or at the least an angelic being in the order of the Seraphim) but she did not engage me in the traditional way we understood Seraphim, all serious and holy. Instead she was liquid light, flickering fire, radiant rays, a density to her being and yet translucent.
Being in her presence was cleansing, not because the heavy was being burnt away but because I felt invited to release what is heavy and let it drift away – keeping my eyes on her dance of joy and radiating colours