My query brought me to a realm that I rarely visit (consciously, anyway). It is a realm that is frequented by a few of my sweetest friends. It is a realm of our loved ones who have passed from “this” life. My query? In essence, I asked about "my family's" relationship to me and my laughing auntie gave me one very unexpected word: Poison.
As a healer I Know, without doubt or question, that the gap between medicine and poison is very often a fine, fine line. Likewise, I Understand that the gap may be a chasm.
In this moment I feel that both are right and true. And so they must be.
So today I create a vial of “poison” for my altar, upon which I pray for the wisdom to recognize the fine line, and strength and courage to leap the chasm.
Blessed Be.
'tis a brave place you go.
ReplyDeletesuch wonderful insight... reminds of my dream about my grandmother ... how she told me she was there not to prevent me from reaching the goal, but to help me perfect my shot... sweet travels in the dark realm to you, dear friend!
ReplyDeleteWow, what a journey. I loved reading about it.
ReplyDeleteand at some point we all must work with the poison - enjoy the journey
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