At times we are asked to enter into the dusty regions of the psyche, where the ground underneath us is taken away. What was once so clear has lost its meaning. Even our deepest realizations have fallen out of reach. We are worn down by the path and left raw and in a state of primordial exhaustion.
We have entered into a liminal place where it is a bit chaotic. The emotions are alive, at times disturbing, and unresolvable. It is a realm of contradictory thoughts and feelings, the abode of Hermes, initiations, transitions, and thresholds. It is uncertain here but also filled with creativity and intelligence.
There are seeds here, emerging out of the stars and into our hearts, calling us into a future that has not yet arrived. As responses to our longing, they are seeds of new vision, but require tending to the darkness in order to find the right soil from which to grow.
The invitation arises from love, but it is not a love that is peaceful and sweet. It is one that is wrathful and fierce, and full-spectrum in its glory: Place your heart on the altar in front of you and enter into communion.
The not-knowing. This broken heart. This ripening body. There is no greater temple.
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