In this strange journey of feeling the rituals from within. Isa melts and moves me kind of linear. The water dripping from above. The solid line melts into movement and water. The water sinks deeply into the soil. The soil slowly unfreeze and recives the water and my tears and wetness. From the frozen ground, from deep inside the darkness the seed is sprouting.
towards the sun. And then moves. In circles. Never ending cycle of the seasons. Life. Death. Rebirth. Healing. Illness. Deeper healing. Deeper growth. Destruction. To mend and heal all over again. Lyfjaberg. Steady in the ever changing life. Then Vindavlarjod. Back and forth. To receive and give. Receive and receive. To be carried on the wind. Blown away. To seek and to be found. Lost. Found again. To lead and to follow. The treads. The waves. Back and forth. Never ending. Ever changing.
Wardruna and Einar takes me deeper in this journey of devotion to the unknown realms of the unknown. I can feel the old Hag the Crone cackling. I don't believe in this spiritual shit. She doesn't fucking care. She just laughs and keeps giving me the insights in tarot cards, in music and dance and she pushes me deeper into the Mysteries of Life. Oh come on! I'm on a very bodily and physical journey. It isn't mystical or spiritual. I refuse to believe it. She doesn't care at all. Hades ripped you wide open, my love. So did He. The vail is gone. You exist in different dimensions now. Oh shut the fuck up! I don't want this. I don't give a shit about what you think you want. Your mind is useless in this and you know it. Fuck you.
So I obey. It's strange to obey the feminine but I know it's the right thing do. Life wants me to embrace The Queen and I'm gagging just by feeling into it. I want to be the slut and the whore. Not the Queen. But she is there. The Hag leads me to her. Queen. I every element she shows up. The Fire Queen. The Earth Queen. The Water Queen. The Air Queen. They merge into The Empress and The High Priestess. The female archetypes are merging from within. So yes. I'm saying yes to this crazy crazy path. Happy Full Moon. It's Hunters Moon. Don't get me started. Fuck... I crave the wilderness and to burn. I want to be the prey. But here I am demanded to be the Queen. Fuck you. I hate you. I don't care. I love you. I know. I love you too.
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