Encased within matter it feels as if you are separate from everything and everyone. Your attempts to love and to create are merely efforts at transfiguring that illusory separation so you can build bridges outward to enable other people to reach you, and you them.
But anytime a part of you dies, any time you let go something that your heart is attached to, that illusion is shattered as physical separation is broken. As that part of your soul is released from its particular desires, it moves into a more free and fluent universe of spiritual belonging; it re-connects with unbounded possibility; it becomes unified and whole.
In this wan heart-light, you can feel the heat of the altar flame, it’s iridescence enabling you to see multiple sliding doors and timelines of decisions unmade and realities lived by a fractal of your heart’s soul. Grief washes over you, as the fantasies and vanities of your ego’s longings; the unsubstantiated hunger of your heart starved by fear or quelled by prior decisions made that required honouring; the alternative possibilities that never graced your heart are shown to you. You know that they were never truly real and that they were keeping you from your true evolution. That is ever so clear at the end, as weary Venus rests her wizened head on Sol’s chest over the next two days.
Her death mirrors the release rituals of your heart felt attachments that you have been doing. Her death creates a space for greater generosity, openness and breath to come into your life. Now is the time, as you prepare for a new heart-cycle, to offer to the flame those people and circumstances that serve to keep you from your path of total enlightenment; those ethereal whispers that keep you from your spiritual work; those who cannot embody in the here and now and align themselves with ease with your path; those enticing indulgences that come from a place of love, as opposed to lOve (agape not eros); those disappointments that only arose from a heart that was learning, so that you are free to lOve and to carry that new vibrational resonance into the next heart-light cycle.
But know that her death is not final. Her death is merely a transmutation of her soul, as her re-birth looms. So grieve not for what you are letting go of. Rejoice in what gifts you have been offered; what you have experienced; what you have learnt; and what is to come. So come rest your weary head and know that love is not love which alters it when alternation finds. This 18 month path has been profound, and you can raise the level of your heart to draw towards you creativity, joy and love that truly befits your heart in the months ahead, if you truly let go. This time has not been in vain but a preparation.
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