Monday, December 20, 2010
I was born during the darkest, most mystical time of the year and each year around this time I celebrate the year that has been, and the year about to unfold. On this particular birthday I am reflecting on the decade that has been my 50s, an accumulation of time that has forever changed me through an unrelenting series of initiations.
During these years I have walked through hoops of fears, been on my knees begging to be released from this earthly plain and rattled to the core of my being. I have passed through veils into alternate realities, reclaimed ancient pieces of myself and remembered what has long been forgotten. In the etheric world I have been skinned, salt then poured onto those wounds, and in the physical world I have spent a year recovering from a trimalleolar fracture.
I have drummed, danced and cleared during my years of ritual. I have reconnected with land, water and mountains. I have heard the Lady of the Waterfall sing to me and spent months traveling through energy portals streaming through a particular Tree. I have seen auras, shapeshifting, orbs and ships from other worlds. I have seen, experienced, felt and embodied energy that is beyond description in the human language. It has been a journey that has made me stronger than I ever thought possible and allowed me to surrender to a world where I am no longer in charge or in control. I have given myself over to the flows and tides of my life.
I don't know what this next decade will bring. I have already been stripped bare and become so familiar with the swirls of change that it is my constant companion. This companion no longer frightens me and has become the comfort that now surrounds me. It allows me to live within the mystery and magic of my human existence.
I don't know what the next decade will bring, but I plan to embrace it with open arms.