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That was the beauty of being human. Even though I always have inhabited all my creation, I could actually experience my dialogue with the queen bee, as a man, as a human being. I could walk in the fields and inhale the fragrance of flowers and herbs in the warm spring air. I could feel the ground under my feet. I could feel the flesh, blood and bone of a living human body. I could know, in a a way not quite possible before I sprang into your blessed womb, Mother, what it is like to engage fuly with mortal life, the world, with people, nature, with everything, but a man. I knew what it is to be a man." "But not as a woman, my lord." "But it is still all the same." My Lord, I have never spoken of this to you, but now, even though I am very ancient, it is time..." "And I know already every word you are going to say, Mother..." "But still I must speak to you those words, my Lord, otherwise, it would never be the same..." "And that is why we have prayer...