Creator or destroyer?
Where will you claim you sit?
Do you wage war?
Do you birth, rebirth then bury your dead, walking over them with respect and courageous loving wisdom of what is to come and from whence it all came?
Does your earth feel fertile and ready for the seeds?
Do you mark your awareness in nurturing ways or is it a path of destruction left in your wake?
Sometimes it might be both and both serve.
Can you resolve this for yourself?
That you create and destroy and sometimes in but one full breathe and exhale?
Do you liberate your entourage or keep them captivated by your charms?
Can you remove the illusion of the ego in it's worst forms and liberate it with your tender nurturing?
Ego cannot die, it serves.
What does yours serve?
Your greatest good?
Must it die or do versions of its terrifying outbursts become consumed by fire?
These are the icons of our motherhood.
These are ways of truth and divine understanding.
That all must live and die while in between we all succumb to our little and tiny deaths of that which no longer serves us.
These versions of self we become trapped in.
Reviled within and without.
These ways of our foes that stare back through the looking glass.
Our own waged wars of self.
Come Morrigan, Kali, and Freya.
Come nurture and nourish and put to rest that which we cannot live through any longer.
That which we must kill, within, without, above and below.
Come oh destroyers and creators.
Stand upon the chest of your innocence and realize your calm must be met once more.
To rebirth, to be reborn and to die once more.
Wash, rinse, repeat.
(a work in progress...like me)
It is the simplest, most intricate events in this life that cultivate slowly to make the greatest things happen. These small weavings through time are a treasures we often overlook. Walk each moment in a way that leaves you whole and not wanting. Not always the way it goes but surely the way most rewarding, most memorable and most pleasing when hindsight sits at your feet, beckoning you to understand the lesson.
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Your pharmacy is in your kitchen.