Alchemical Wedding
Mythologically, as we approach Winter solstice 2013, we are entering the depths of the Underworld. This Full Moon with all its correspondence, and the fact that Venus goes retrograde at Winter Solstice, simply heightens this - if consciously used - magical process.
There are too many reasons and astrological alignments to mention here, but personally I feel this time affords an amazing opportunity to transmute many fundemental failings in dualistic thought and feeling.
It inspires the moment of reconcilliation, abandonment, uncensored surrender and eventual transformation and union between the masculine and feminine forces that pass through and within us.
A time to dive deep into the bubbling pot, Cerridwen's Cauldron, and allow those things that we have dishonoured, rejected and refused within ourselves to arise consciously and become alchemised through this process.
A time of deep sleep, chaos, confusion and pain from those things within ourselves that we remain attached to, that create imbalance within all our relationships - be that with our inner most selves or with those around us.
That which we seek is not outside of ourselves, it does not nest in the glorified other. It resides within ourselves, not only in the places of illumination and enlightenment but also within that which we deny and reject about ourselves.
The vagabond, the whore, the thief, the liar within all of us is the blackened sulphur that pours from Her pot, as we boil within the arms of Her embrace.
It is this love, it is this acceptance, it is this heat, that lies at the foundation of Her being, that strips us naked, renewed, refreshed, and ultimately reborn and enthused within this union of opposites.
There are too many reasons and astrological alignments to mention here, but personally I feel this time affords an amazing opportunity to transmute many fundemental failings in dualistic thought and feeling.
It inspires the moment of reconcilliation, abandonment, uncensored surrender and eventual transformation and union between the masculine and feminine forces that pass through and within us.
A time to dive deep into the bubbling pot, Cerridwen's Cauldron, and allow those things that we have dishonoured, rejected and refused within ourselves to arise consciously and become alchemised through this process.
A time of deep sleep, chaos, confusion and pain from those things within ourselves that we remain attached to, that create imbalance within all our relationships - be that with our inner most selves or with those around us.
That which we seek is not outside of ourselves, it does not nest in the glorified other. It resides within ourselves, not only in the places of illumination and enlightenment but also within that which we deny and reject about ourselves.
The vagabond, the whore, the thief, the liar within all of us is the blackened sulphur that pours from Her pot, as we boil within the arms of Her embrace.
It is this love, it is this acceptance, it is this heat, that lies at the foundation of Her being, that strips us naked, renewed, refreshed, and ultimately reborn and enthused within this union of opposites.
