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Written by Jean-Claude Koven

How we evolve into what
we ultimately become
is question for the ages.
In my case it was neither
fate nor self-determinism,
but the vision of an
incredible woman
who conjured me
into existence.

By the time I reached my early forties, I knew I was in trouble. I had achieved almost everything I set out to accomplish in life and had little to show for it other than a respectable stock portfolio and a shoe box full of badly tarnished brass rings collected while riding society’s merry-go-round. In the world’s eyes I was a successful entrepreneur; in my own I desperately wanted a do-over. I had been living someone else’s life, and it was high time I showed up in my own.

Little did I know 8,000 miles away, in Johannesburg, South Africa, Arianne, the woman who would someday become my wife, was embarking on a magical process to create the new world in which I was about to emerge. She, too, wanted more. But unlike me, she had a pretty accurate idea of what it was, and what’s more, she knew exactly how to make it happen.

I have asked her to repeat the story, never tiring of hearing how she created me. Each iteration reveals a little detail, a subtle nuance that somehow escaped earlier versions. I suppose every child––no matter how old––wants to know where she or he came from.

It started on a Friday evening in April. Arianne arranged to have the house to herself for the weekend so she could devote all her energies to a ritual of creation––making a treasure map.

Arianne claims she had no idea of what to do before she began her process, but two things she did know with all her heart: One, she would be guided each step along the way. Two, whatever she envisioned would without a sliver of a doubt be manifested. Friday night Arianne began a fast that was to end only when she completed her work. All she permitted herself during the process was water and a single apple. There is something deliciously symbolic to me in the woman eating the apple out of her own hand.

Friday night from six until ten, and again Saturday morning from eight until noon, Arianne meditated. Her intent was to reach a higher vibrational state, so she could see beyond the cloud bank enshrouding her life until then. She asked the way be cleared for her to let go of the past and be totally open to moving into a new life.

By noon Saturday, Arianne’s mind was cleared of all preconceptions. She set the blank drawing board before her and opened a magazine. She confined her attention to photos and headlines. She assumed a meditative state as she slowly turned the pages, waiting for something to jump out at her.

The message of the Treasure Map began revealing itself. She had already found three key elements, carefully cut them out, and placed them on the board. The first was a beautiful color photo of one of her youthful heartthrobs, Jean-Claude Killy, the French skier who won three gold medals at the 1968 Winter Olympics. ( It wasn’t until long after we’d been married, she discovered I had been a ski patrolman).

The second and third photos were of a beautiful home and a shiny new car. Arianne had always lived in homes that belonged to others, and the one new car she had ever owned, one of the original Volkswagen Beetles, was stolen a few days after she had used the last of her savings to buy it. She went through the rest of the magazines, allowing time for each page to speak to her. Occasionally a photo or word glowed with radiance, a few fairly shouted out to her, but most faded into a haze, letting her know they were not to be part of her map. By the time she was ready, she had selected a dozen symbols of her future universe. Each piece was moved until it linked perfectly with all the others and the mosaic sprang to life. Up near the top were the words “financial” and “security.” There were five different renderings of “love,” some encased in beautiful hearts. Fairies and angels blessed her creation. When she finished the ritual, it was almost dark, but she could see her future world looming before her, and she liked what she saw.

She mounted the map on her bedroom wall so it would be the first thing she saw upon rising and the last before she closed her eyes for the night. We met two months later.

Not only was I welcome in the universe Arianne created, I am a fully vested co-creator. Our lives have been as magical as she intended, and without exception everything she envisioned has come to pass. We live our lives, taking responsibility for knowing what we want and focusing our intention to make it happen.

From time to time I think back on where my other life might have taken me, but I don’t really see much. Things are much clearer when I see myself fully here in the world Arianne crafted for us more than twenty years ago. The future is limited only by our imaginations and our willingness to let go of the past and enter into it.

Now it’s my turn to open new doors of exploration. I’ve become curious about the infinite potential in relationships and have already written the first three chapters of a new book that deals with how men must evolve in order to coexist with the emerging divine feminine energy leading us into the next paradigm. I’m breaking new ground, initiations that await the main character.

I’ve been given a clear picture of what lies ahead, and the thrill of the adventure has me well in its clutches. Women will soon learn to evoke and embrace their Aphrodite, the archetype of divine femininity. As they perfect the ability to embrace this exquisite energy, a beautiful tree of grace, beauty, and wisdom will begin to grow within their being. Men will have to become so sure, so strong within themselves they can readily surrender to that divine feminine and hold space for the magic tree to grow. It is the man’s job to shower it with adoration so pure and complete the blossoms of the tree are pollinated and develop into the celestial fruit to transport the lovers into the next dimension of being.

That is the journey that awaits us as we learn true freedom comes from the willingness to love with such complete abandonment, one is ready to lose oneself in the process of merging. To know this is to know that all is One.

JEAN-CLAUDE GERARD KOVEN, writer and speaker in Rancho Mirage, CA. Featured weekly columnist for the UPI (United Press International) Religion and Spirituality Forum and author of Going Deeper: How to Make Sense of Your Life When Your Life Makes No Sense, selected by Allbooks Reviews and USABookNews.com as best metaphysical book of the year. For more information: www.goingdeeper.org. ©2006-2007 Jean-Claude Gerard Koven Permission to share this article as long as copyright and credit line is included.

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