Rising from the underworlds
Rising from the underworlds
At 17 I was obsessed with Ishtar/ Inanna and her journey into the underworld. Then I knew I was persephone. Isis held me through my teens and this space of mythos has always been the bridge to the ‘real’ world.
At 23 I tattooed a symbol on my arm to always respect and honour the underworld in my waking hours, lest I forgot where I came from.
I am soon to leave Egypt yet not to Turkey as planned for the ISTA level two ( one of my favourite spaces to be in the world, the underworld itself)…. Yet this time to the over worlds.
Why am I not in Turkey ? I was denied to travel on two attempt of travelling on my Egyptian passport, firstly due to being a single Egyptian woman without chaperone, and secondly ( after sorting that out and respecting this as a part of the law that governs this land )… I am not quite sure yet I was not permitted other than its just meant to be that way! This is my first attempt at travelling with this passport and a deep understanding now for all those who cannot leave their countries all over the world. Western people, we are SO privileged to be able to move as we please, do not take it for granted !
And so with the sun rising this morning by the airport I realised….
I am ready now for the over worlds.
To rise from the deep mud of shadows, potions and cures. Since my teens I have been fascinated by what is not seen and yet is the very source of the outer expressions… hidden thoughts, unspoken words, suppressed feelings, accumulating posions of the pscyche and the grace of the cures that are found here too. The entire depth of our humanity brushes its scales and skins upon the threshold of these hidden shamanic realms, they are the roots and who we are without the persona or masks.
Then again, perhaps we are also light itself, pure grace, blissful harmonies and the exquisite brush of beauty. I remember how much I love these subtle worlds too …..
And yet what happens when they meet, these under and subtle worlds?
I feel it is a simple arrival into what is simply in the moment all around!!! A simple, ah! A perfect moment, a blissful slumber, a moment of stillness, a tickle of creativity, a lushess purr, a juicy bite, a moment of peace, a moment of life, a moment of presence and fullness..a moment of arrival, the holy waking hour!
Hello world…. I am coming to meet you!!
I can’t wait to dance with you……