Yesterday, given Mars’ energy-tide shifting from low-ebb to returning tide, we had the Fire element.
Today, in honor of all that Water juju working its wavy, tidal, dissolution-magic in our shared field, not to mention the waves of Galactic Center intensity, here’s an apt musing from Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee.Very Lunar and Neptune-Pisces, this one.
It also reminds me of a dream I had some years back now, of a known guru (though I didn’t know who he was then) leaning towards me and saying, “Seek the Pearl of Great Price.”
Like that was an option you could say ‘no’ to, or negotiate or reschedule, akin to “Go to the grocery store for cucumbers.”
Not. The pull and call of those pearls prove disturbingly magnetic and compelling.
“There may be a period of grace that is given at the beginning, a time of peace, bliss or inner joy that comes from reconnecting with the Divine. But this is always followed by the turbulence and uncertainty that comes when the two seas meet. This is the inner turmoil the mystic knows so well, when nothing is certain, when the patterns that define our human existence are affected by the more powerful currents from the divine sea, by the vast swells that come from the beyond. We are swept into these seas and then back again into the more inland waters of our human self. Often we need all of our determination to stay above the surface, not to sink gasping for breath. … It is not for the fainthearted or those who need the security of a defined world.”
“For many years the wayfarer is battered by the powerful currents of love’s vast ocean, by chaos and confusion, “the dark night, the fear of the waves, the terrifying whirlpool.” Often without understanding what is happening, we are surrounded by love in all of its intensity and wonder. This is the love that draws us into the depths, that seems to drown us again and again. And yet always we return to some fragment of self. We come back to the surface, looking for shallower water, a ground that is solid under our feet.”
“And we bring back images of our adventures, dreams of a pearl we have been seeking or an abyss that is always waiting for us to plunge into. These are our stories of the journey, our poems to our self. We try to convince our self that we are not crazy, that this is a planned journey with stages, stations along the way. And yet we know in our belly that nothing is certain except fear and insecurity.”
~ Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee, Fragments of a Love Story: Reflections on the Life of a Mystic
Can’t really say it any better than this, but we know the truth of it if we’re walking this path, yes?
I did change the original title from ‘the Mystic’s Reality’ to ‘the Transformer’s Reality‘, since I know there are overlaps and ‘shift’ is happening through each of us in either of those categories-of-being.
For another story of archetypal dreams, Pearls of Great Price, and wild-mystic journey story, read “Living at the Edge of Uncertainty” from the archives of one of my experimental Priestess in Blue Jeans blog.
To purposefully explore these questions and the wild unknown places we find ourselves in, schedule a Sophiastrology reading or Golden Thread coaching consultation — I’ve still got the Solstice specials up for a few days more.