ORT. Final chapter Atto XIX.
One of the least discussed issues of individuation is that as one shines light into the dark of the psyche as strongly as one can, the shadows, where the light is not grow even darker Clarissa Estes
When we start questioning ourselves, we open a door
One of the least discussed issues of individuation is that as one shines light into the dark of the psyche as strongly as one can, the shadows, where the light is not grow even darker Clarissa Estes
When we start questioning ourselves, we open a door
Consider, if you will, the double meaning of the word entrance, signifying an opening as well as a state of awe. What is it about a door opening that so piques our curiosity? Is it the child inside us yearning for novelty and entertainment? Is it equal-parts fear and fascination?
It’s almost as though we need to be moved. And in order to move we must open the door into the mysterium tremendum et fascinans. With closed doors there is no view, there’s no movement, but for the same stale static motions of old. With an en-trance however, there is a chance for
reanimation. There is a new path to follow, a new quest into the unknown. There is, finally, something altogether new to be enchanted by. This is a quest, though on which we must go without companions, no warrior to shield us from danger, no lover to comfort us in the dark hours
Solitude as meditation is the preeminent psychological entrance, the perennial crossroads, the existential gap. It can be an exponentially progressive spiral, a place where all roads begin and all roads end, where all doors open and all doors close.
In order to arrive there all one needs is to be awake and alone enough to take in one’s surroundings. Being alone with nature is important. Nature deprivation is overly rampant in the everyday Grey haze of modern-day life. Solitude allows us to reconnect with the Divine.
It is during meditation and solitude where we are free to face our shadow, our bête noire. It is here where we are allowed to wrestle with our doubt, with the arbitrariness of self. The black beast is the hungry thought-forms inside us all. It is the beast that needs feeding.
In solitude we sense our deep oneness with the Divine Consciousness and sail on its eternal waves. Solitude is breaking through our isolation into sharing and being in touch with our Creator. Solitude repairs the damage caused by the iniquities and occult liturgies of our reality
To be continued. Good night
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