“Vivre, c’est comme aimer…
c’est marcher mot à mot
sur un fil de beauté.”
Maxence Fermine, Neige
It has been 7 weeks since we lit the fire at the peak of summer. We have walked the sacred thread through the waning heat, carefully moving our feet to the rhythm of the spinning wheel. Today, we have reached the point of perfect balance between darkness and light. The Autumn Equinox, when night and day are of equal length. One more breath, one more step, and we in the Northern Hemisphere will start our descent into darkness.
The symbolism of this is of profound significance. The descent of the Goddess to the Underworld is a recurrent motif found in the myths of ancient civilizations (from the Sumerian Inanna to the Greek Persephone), in an attempt not only to explain the cycle of the seasons, but also to illuminate our necessary journeys into the dark caverns of our souls.
But for today, before we follow our longing to immerse ourselves in darkness, and experience the painfully liberating process of death and resurrection, let us stop and celebrate this singular moment of perfect equilibrium. This fleeting opportunity to reflect on our inner balance in this dynamic dance we call life.
Darkness and Light. Feminine and Masculine. Intuition and Intellect. Feeling and Thinking. Body and Mind. Contraction and Expansion. Surrender and Control. Being and Doing. Receiving and Giving. …
How are we navigating our way through the maze of our inner potential? Have we tended to all our treasures and watered them equally?
Have we perhaps neglected the darker feminine forces that experientially bind us to the Earth as a living being, yet run counter to the behaviors and attributes valued by our societies? Are we on the verge of collectively falling off the magnificent rope that faithfully promises to lead us over the precipice?
In order to answer this question, one need only look at what is happening in the world. Relentless pursuit of profit. Compulsive ego satisfaction. Sustainable care-taking of the Earth. Loving-kindness and compassion.
How will we fill the scales? Which side will they tip?
It is time to trace back these external imbalances to our inner core and resurrect the wise and dark feminine side of our selves, crushed under the weight of centuries of subtle (and not-so-subtle) subjugation and self-censorship.
May we take a deep breath. Nurture Her back to life within our bodies and hearts. Weave the thread of darkness and light.
And keep walking. In beauty.
Photo Credit: Alan