Wise Words of Joseph Campbell

"The Privilege of a Lifetime is Being Who You Are." - Joseph Campbell

Something to consider whenever we hit those 'dark' patches of self-doubt.

Art by the amazing Susan Seddon Boulet.

 

Alice and The Hades Full Moon

Following on from woodland dreamer's post...

The Full Moon in Scorpio really shines a light on all those dark and mysterious things that we would often like to ignore, bury or hide away.
This Hades Full Moon allows us to traverse the underground; it gives us permission to reflect and transform ourselves from within.

Last years Scorpio Full Moon - May 2011

So, just as Alice ventured underground, so must we, if we are to face ourselves and allow the necessary changes to take place...

"I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!"

"Who Are You?"

 

"What Size Do You Want To Be?"

The Scorpio Full Moon also feels like a culmination of the Taurus New Moon. A time to reflect on what we began at the New Moon, and what we actually achieved. After all, it is really a cycle, with Taurus and Scorpio being polar opposites on the zodiac wheel.

If we look back even further, to the New Moon in Scorpio six months ago... what transformations started back then? Now is the time to use the power of the Scorpio Full Moon to reflect and seek clarity on those things too. How far have you come? How much further do you need to go? As Alice said "I wonder if I've been changed in the night?"



Artworks by Arthur Rackham

My own photograph

Speaking of all things Moon-ly...

The coming Full Moon in Scorpio is on my mind.... I always have such a strong feeling of kinship with this particular lunar event.

Encouraging us to really go deeply and intimately within ourselves, the psyche... to look at the meaning of life, the hidden aspects of ourselves and our relationships.... our shadow.

On this night, I will be burning mugwort and sandalwood and honouring Cerridwen in all her dark transformational glory.... burning away the old to allow for regeneration and the new, to re-ignite the quest for meaning and awaken once more to my true self, which too often gets lost in the day-to-day running of 'life' and 'things'...

Wind Songs & Liminal Hymns....

There is a cold and blustery North-Westerly-Wind that blows a mighty gale and rouses us from our winter slumber.... The Windy Weather of Change talks to the trees and knocks at our doors...  it speaks of Freedom and Possibility.  More than once today I felt like (and secretly hoped!) I was Dorothy, about to be whisked away like a feather to the magical Land of Oz! 

My hair a tangled bramble of tumbleweeds and other wind-swept oddities...  Or, perhaps more like a Mariners net... what bedraggled urchins will find anchorage within my hair-net?  Although the sky is full of winter sunshine my fingers are numb from the biting chill in the air ( a lesson on the importance of mittens!)  My cheeks are rosy, and I have a spring in my step - compliments of the strong wind blowing my way, nudging me along the path like a gentle pat on the back.   As Boreas, with a touch of the Zephyrs pay us a visit on this fine winters day!

This is the weather of Wind Songs and Liminal Hymns, heard in nature all around us.... This is the elemental aspect of faery and sylph, now more than ever they dance on the air currents, this wind appealing to their wild nature!   Stories of Gypsies and Bohemians arriving and leaving on the whims of the wind... of journeys and of an uncertain course... where it will take you, nobody knows! 

 Windy weather is a time of great change... of shape-shifting, of static in the air.... you can almost feel yourself taking to the sky as if bird-transformed.... This weather is a Susan Seddon-Boulet painting.....all movement, and liminality, and transfomation.... I almost feel as though I were one of the ever-changing desert dwelling beings of Terri Windlings' (excellent) Sonoran desert imagining, The Wood Wife... able to leap from human, to animal, to bird form as easily as a thought....

The joys of simply watching clouds move at such a pace as to seem almost unreal, casting patterns of dark and light across the ground in an ominous but strangely calming way... changing the way we see things, transfoming the dark places.... reminding me of the multi-facetedness of all things, yet again....  

 The Wind speaks of the appeal of the unknown and of anonymity or invisibility too... of the ability to move through moments in time and the liminal spaces, where self-transformation occurs...  It speaks of the freedom and restlessness that great mystery brings, of that carefree notion of being unrestrained, free for travel and new adventures.... of being happily root-less,  of vagabonding through life, travelling with the breeze, or the Clever North Wind… and I can’t help but feel that I should not leave the house today without wearing a red cape….. 

Always travelling, forever wandering in reverie...

Images 1,3 & 6 from We Heart It, 'Boreas' by John William Waterhouse, 'Playing with the North Wind' by Susan Seddon-Boulet,  Movie stills  from 'The Wizard of Oz' and 'Chocolat'.