The Word and the Power is a recurrent motif in my writing, although I still only have a dim view of what its significance might be.
In Lightbringer Winnie's pure light is contrasted with the "firelight" that he kindles in Isabelle, described as "another kind of luminous intensity, hotter and more sensual, burning on a human level and with great human abundance".
It is probably progress that in Lupa 2:14 these two types of light emerge within a single character, coming into Jesse just prior to his battle with an adversary more terrible than darkness, a thing of the void places "unholy and unredeemed". Without command of both weapons Jesse would be hopelessly outgunned, without "this strange radiant fire that would not speak to him of its origin."
My guess is that both kinds of radiance are components of the human spirit, and must be reclaimed by us if we are to have any hope of slaying our own monsters. This cut-off aspect of ourselves may in fact be the monster we most fear. Whatever the case the aim must be to allow "pure light and firelight time to mingle themselves... to learn the lessons of the other element and see the goodness in one other."
This is the best part of telling our own stories: acquainting ourselves with these strange and long-lost things, so far below the level of consciousness that only imagination can let them surface. What we might do with them after that point is (for the moment) something that I can only imagine.
P. Julian
30 August 2018
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"Jesse closed his eyes and felt his way downwards, following the light of the leading Word to the source where it opened out within him. He began to hum and rattle and moan and still he followed that light downwards. He sank his attention past the Word as Light and he saw another Light that was called Power, a firelight teeming like a dark sea that would have terrified Jesse had he retained any exteriority to it at all.
Jesse continued to rumble and chant and he saw his blue light move against implacable darkness, and also the strange radiant fire that would not speak to him of its origin. He saw that He who is blessed to command such lights could by their power divide the darkness, by the innate power of such elements to illuminate differing things, to show them up in their true reflection and set them one against the other."
From the Chronicles of Lupa Volume 2 Chapter 14 - In Aquitaine