"If the birds can reach the sky to this land, I'll be with you till the sun bursts from your side, with my hands I reach to you. When you think your chance is passing by, when you blow your moon away, I'll bleed like the reed, fall with your knife.
It's here. I'll be with you."
By starting with Art, I wasn't aware of the full path I was placing myself on, remaining in the middle has not been easy.
To understand the feminine, the passivity and the silence is not inherently in my nature, if it was then it was well hidden.
The moment of silence carries with it the need to let go, which relies on patience, trust and non expectation.
All of which are great gifts that have not come easily.
The Priestess brought with her an empty space, any attempts to fill that space with old patterns only made more.
At the height of the emptiness, I lost my step father. A large of part of me, and my bullshit that I clung to like heroin, died with him.
The most beautiful moments in the past few months have come from this card and this silent space and paradoxically, as all things in the Tarot are, the silent space helped me find a voice.
The emptiness was never really empty at all, its just the mind being thrown into a space it cannot comprehend, so it paints a blank canvas. All my bullshit patterns and chains were the result of a mind trying desperately to survive in an environment built to annihilate it.
Annihilation is awesome, because there is something that still lives on. And when I found that something, I could speak as if for the first time.
Solve et rota et tora et taro et coagula.
