Death is part of any healing process. Within the deepening of self-awareness, slowing down, not jumping out of the natural rhythmic process and onto the next ‘distraction’ is necessary, even if it is unglamorous. After all, surely if your mind has ‘got’ it, you can move on?
From the uncertainty, illumination will arise, as this dissolving chaos holds wisdom and an authentic truth, raw and beautiful, simple and honest, before countless layers of organisation takes hold of you.
This dissolution is an initiation. It offers in-sight and in-vision. But it comes with a cost – pain. And boy do we stretch for anything to numb us from feeling pain. After all, who really wishes to feel every ounce of the old dream and reality crumble away. Surely that is masochistic. So move on to the next, and on and on and on, until you are forced to grind to a halt, as you cannot run from yourself and the truth that lies inside.
Prior soul-companions – be another person or a member of the inner family, an image, a feeling, a lens through which you have been seeing yourself are also facets of your life that will cede from your path, as they no longer serve the ‘future’ you.
So as you face into this ‘seeming’ abyss, take time to mourn, to grieve all that you are inevitably ‘losing’ and tend to the pieces of your soul, the splinters of your heart, and the shattered fragments of your former psyche, whilst honouring the role that all has played to get you to this place.
Healing and awakening is messy, and I won’t lie, the pain and grief is profound. But, to care for your soul is to honour the full spectrum of colours, including blues and blacks, and not just the glorious vibrant and the bright. This is creation, and from chaos and disorder, arises life, and the mystery of being.
Art by Faith Harrison
Reflections on Venus’ opposition to Neptune and the Sun’s trioctile to Neptune