WHAT DOES SHE ‘WANT’?
My desires are hidden, obtuse, ephemeral. I wander through the night, not in search of anything, but in awe of her beauty.
Is that what I want? Beauty? Do I want peace?
Are those things to be wanted?
Should I just accept them as they are?
What more do I really have to do, God ?
Tell me.
This feels like a twisted joke…
When questioned, “What do I really want?”, this magnificent library of esoteric symbolism simply mirrors my doubt back at me.
Almost saying,
“I don’t know… What is it that I want? It is obscure, hidden, mysterious. Oh the mystery. Hidden with the depths of my own psyche, I wander, lost.”
But I understand, nonetheless.
First and foremost, what I want, and what you may want too, is something so deeply personal — dug up and out of the deep curving paths of our of our cerebral cortices. Tucked away, hidden within the only cave you’ll spend a mortal eternity in (your dome).
It’s like shining a flashlight into this cave, and interpreting the shadows that dance across the walls.
Forget not the amount of fear with which we are
bred to feel towards the dark.
The Moon is a card that is often related to fear, disillusionment, anxiety, and psychological issues as it is the main signifier for our unconscious and subconscious mind, our intuition, subtle senses, and dreams.
There is a strong desire to explore oneself — the darker, hidden parts of oneself, their mind, and their identity.
What are the unconscious drivers of your identity?
What makes you tick?
What are your fears?
And what emotions predominantly rule your everyday?
OUR GUIDING ENERGY =
TEMPERANCE
The card that signifies our core intentions in navigating (& understanding) our desires is the Temperance card. A card that centers divinity, and angelic power. The ability to challenge nature, by empowering one’s own spiritual and alchemical power.
We crave a space in which our divinity is accepted for what it is.
Back to the beginning.
She, you, I am not driven by “want” in the modern sense of the term. I do not crave the accumulation of material possessions, trophies, or accolades that prove to others who I am, or what I have done as worthy.
I am in search of a land to rest my weary head upon.
A space to bury myself, and allow my soul to flower.
We are not the same, so why have I spent so much time focused on you, whoever “you” may be?
I hear you, and follow you to the end.
