#soulcollage

What is this beguiling reluctance to be happy?

This quickness in turning away the moment you might arrive?

The felt sense, that a moment's unguarded joy might after all, just kill you?

You know so very well the edge of darkness you have always carried with you.

You know so very well, your childhood legacy: that particular, inherited sense of hurt, given to you so freely by the world you entered.

And you know too well by now the body's hesitation at the invitation to undo everything others seemed to want to make you learn.

But your edge of darkness has always made its own definition secretly as an edge of light

and the door you closed might, by its very nature be one just waiting to be leant against and opened.

And happiness might just be a single step away, on the other side of that next unhelpful and undeserving thought.

Your way home, understood now, not as an achievement, but as a giving up, a blessed undoing, an arrival in the body and a full rest in the give and take of the breath.

This living breathing body always waiting to greet you at the door, always no matter the long years you've been away, still wanting you to come home.

-- David Whyte, from Still Possible

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Well, finally made my first physical Soul Collage card.

Tried it out in 5x7, 3ishx4, and 2.5x3.5 (which is standard magic card size). I’m pretty pleased with all of them.

Also very pleased with my canon pixma printer that I printed them on. You can see the quality of those prints compared to the digital original.

Darn good for an under $40 printer. Certainly more than good enough for my purposes of printing out custom cards for myself.

Oh, and this is my Part Y card, to be the opposite counterbalance of my Part X card. She’s meant to be the part of my personailty that loves myself unconditionally and therefore wants me to thrive.

I’m not sure whether they belong to the Commitee or Council suites  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Trust in the Feminine. ~ SoulCollage by Raine © Inner Voice Art

"… We soar to secret women’s ground, the place where there are rules and instructions for wise skin and white hair that lights the way. . . and how, as the eyes grow dim, they see far, farther, farthest…" ~ Clarissa Estes

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The Grandmother Blessing

~ from Dr Clarissa Pinkola Estes

We have trolled all day for shadows, and now we sort our catch. From far off one would think we are only fisher women sorting our nets. But we have caught our grandmothers’ shadows which they molted as they died. Years ago, morticians were trained to throw these away. People did not know the use of these then. We have worked hard and we have reclaimed many; some shadows are small as a waist, some are big around as apple baskets. We hold them up to our breasts and hips, assessing the fit. We work, we wait, till every woman finds a match. Then we climb to the highest jetties, and let ourselves tip and fall, our grandmothers’ shadows opening like fabulous fans. We soar to secret women’s ground, the place where there are rules and instructions for wise skin and white hair that lights the way. . . and how, as the eyes grow dim, they see far, farther, farthest. with love, dr. e

“The vessel may be the most powerful archetypal form on Earth.”

~ Kim Krans, Wild Unknown Archetypes Deck