What if? Adam and Eve

     This morning after noticing I was, in spirit, interacting with a long lost companion, the question came to me: What if the spirit was Adam and the body was Eve? What if Adam was rejoicing over being given "flesh and bone of my own" rather than "flesh of my flesh and bone of my bones" as we understand it. What if that yolking they lost at their fall was the spirit disconnecting from the body? That is why Eve would yearn for her "husband", because they would be seperated. What if his having to toil to receive fruit from the earth was the same kind of toiling and digging for answers one must do to receive the Kingdom? Both soul and spirit would have to come to understand oneanother without that yolking/connection that made oneness effortless if respected. "He" would have to dig into her to come to know how she felt, come to gain her trust enough to give up her fruit:honest expression of her feelings and perceptions without which he could not exist in the physical. Spirit feeds, controls, nourishes, sustains the body. She would have to seek him out, gain his approval for him to give her life continuously, but to get the understanding from him to get his cooperation and willingness to sustain her, she would have to subject herself to the great pain and suffering of his "blind" attempts. (blind because he was no longer yolked to her, in that oneness, psychic connection where he feels her every bodily function, movement, and feeling, experience). Were the first men created the spirits over/of the animals including humans? And then God decided to yolk Adam, man/spirit/angel over humans to it's own body?
     When I was a child, I awoke from experiemces where I played with a blonde boy child at family functions. When I awoke again to my spiritual awareness, I had a 'mate' I was paired with. We were like highschool sweethearts; eachother's firsts and onlies. I explained to him that he hurt me and so I was going to be with someone else for a while. He understood completely why and how. Sadly, he let me leave.  We would argue and accuse like a pair of inner children, him complaining of my 'weaknesses', me crying at his harshness, lack of compassion, judgement, impatience, etc. "She's doing it again", he would tattle. In observing them, I was parenting them it seemed. And then now, this morning I awoke from an experience where I was speaking warmly with him. I realized he had returned, that we were again together and my time with the other had completely ended.......on Easter morning rather than passover, I also noted. I rejoiced at our being back together again, but I sense it must not be completely.
     But, it is that experience which gave me the basis from which the question/answer could be proposed/presented.