Monday, June 18, 2018

It Begins with a Call - Part 6


Forms of the Dark Goddess
(A SoulCollage® Journey)



The woman is ill and grieving.  The evening is just settling in, bats rising in a cloud of blessing she does not see with her head bent and her eyes closed.  She imagines that the Dark Goddess in the form of Kali Ma is dancing on the back of her bowed head (more headache).  What does the goddess want?  Listen!  She is singing,
                        You will die!  You will die!
                        Sooner or later,
                        You will die!

The words are like honed knives carving her skin.  All she wants to do is cry, or sleep, or disappear.

When she finally does sleep, she visits the underworld.  Her ancestors stand at her back and Persephone is climbing out, leaving her to float or swim or fly through the jewel-tone layers. 


It isn’t as terrible here as she’d thought it would be.  In fact, it is beautiful and peaceful, a place of gestation and quiet.  It feels like going deep within.  She wishes Persephone were staying, but she supposes it must be springtime and therefore time for Persephone to ascend.

Something truly is gestating, but what?  

The goddess, some goddess or other, appears in a new form. Does She have snakes in Her hair?  Is She still the dark one?  She certainly appears brighter, and She comes bearing wheels, setting them spinning.  That has to be significant.



Then she remembers the dream of fixing the hub of the wheel and healing then radiating out through all the spokes.  Something at the very core needs repair.  It has thrown her into crisis, into physical illness, though she knows that at the root it is really a spiritual illness.  

She is growing old.  She has no time to waste.  But urgency is not appropriate.  She knows that, too.  Years ago a psychic had told her, "Follow passion, not urgency."  But the paradox leaves her at a loss.  

All the wheels are spinning and are full of light.



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