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And remember, children, if you work on Friday, Saint Paraskeva will stuff your head full of straw.

- Clear Recital

Second attempt! Collective tarot reading, take two.

And this lunar cycle is bringing us good news of liberty - liberty if it makes bridges burn and earth crumble under your feet. You know, you can say you love somebody, but it can mean very different things. Love yourself like choosing what is truer, kinder, fuller of understanding. Like picking doing what you love and eating your veggies.

But generally speaking, this is a giant warning against excuses and procrastination, against the sense that we have to have it figured out before taking action. Here's the newsflash - we get to know the greats at the peak of their rise. Few can appreciate everything they have been through, and how unprepared they may have felt (because they did).

The big trick here, really, the bit that makes it come together - this confusion of why are things taking work if I am following my purpose, - is that we all fall and get bumped a few times when we learn to walk. And nobody really just gives up on walking, right? Being a whole human is a bit more complex, but you are out of class. The only way to make enough room for yourself is to stretch out as far as you can, even if a few things need to be pushed to the side.

Now, all this does not mean we should just ignore the difficulty and pain because it is natural and a part of the process. Give yourself time to grief, recover, rest, digest. Keep that harmony of excitement and calm. None of us are machines that can go on forever.

Take a break when you need to, but stop making yourself feel so unworthy that you can not start moving.

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Oh, disagree. That is a strong word - even in matters I can not relate to by and large I can comprehend another believer’s point, and certainly allow them to hold their position.

Allow me to just highlight, humbly, commonalities I personally do not include. What follows are my personal feelings on the subject.

One is, specifically, the lean into the sacrificial interpretation of the Daughter’s descent. Personally, to me it is one of communion, and the process of acknowledging the Maker in Her creation, the active spiritual nature that moves matter and from which we never really turned. In that, our existence in a partial capacity to the Absolute makes us unable to see the full grandeur of Dea, but the world is and always will be one of Her.

Just like with a Christian, Yeshua’s teachings and the profundity of his connection with godhood do speak to me, but the suggestion that someone died to redeem my nebulously defined inherent faults, and yet I still have them and am now also obliged to the tradition he belongs to, makes little sense. Very simply: if someone has paid the price of salvation, and it was true, why do we see no impact?

It is an awesome (in the old-fashioned sense, awe-inspiring) story, but it is designed to inspire. It is also terribly anthropocentric, and I for one do not believe humans have a special purpose beyond the responsibility we already must bear for the consequences of our activity. It seems we are more dependent on the world’s existence than the world’s existence is dependent on us.

Of course, one may say that it is a metaphor, but there is really no need to use such metaphor. Perhaps the authors of the Recital felt there is, or that it is uniquely true. Very well.

I anticipate some may also feel that I am intellectualising material meant for devotion. Well, I am being asked here what I do not agree with, so I am reflecting honestly.

Something I also believe is doing a disservice to the lived legacy of Dea, - in my Perennialist view, - is the sheer volume of invention. Once again, this is not to slight myth-making, but rather to give honour to the ways godhood and eternal wisdom have been present within the incarnate. One of the values that are held in my devotional tradition is to respect the creation as a child of Dea, which to me implies a certain honesty in its study under the guidance of Agia Mati. I understand the unique relationship between spiritual Truth and myth, and I see many are now more conscious about accuracy, but there are still moments when I wish for more transparency in sourcing.

Dea, grant me to finish this by Rosa Mundi.

Still very much in the artist's block - by which I mean, I have it easy in comparison, as the changes they have been implementing at my workplace are so... unorthodox for our operation that they have sent one person to their grave, another one to a hospital with a heart attack, and countless others to be their sick leave for the reason of not being able to function any longer.