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“In wildness is the preservation of the world.”
Henry David Thoreau

The rabbit hole widens
as I careen through many halls
Bouncing from chamber to chamber
Most shine with strange energies
Some glow with white mist
that fills the heart
and overflows
Some glow red inflaming the loins
and sparking animal passion.
When the light shines black
the shadows come out to play
with their gifts of knowledge
and their terror of the self.
Still I leap down
through rabbit’s caution
to gain the wisdom there
for every journey
leads to understanding
and no path stands alone.

Blessings, G

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Goat Sketchiness
Goat Sketchiness by G A Rosenberg

 

Fiery CrossFiery Crossroads by G A Rosenberg

Rabbit Hole Musing and Purpose

Rabbit Hole Musing

From October 2010:

Joseph Campbell referred to it as the Hero’s Journey. The major arcana of the tarot shows similar cycle. Every time we step through a doorway or start something new, we perform a version of it. Sometimes I feel that most of my life is spent going from rabbit hole to rabbit hole or at crossroads deciding which way to go. It’s one of the reasons why I feel a kinship to crossroad deities such as Thoth in Egyptian mythology, Hermes in the Greek, Eshu and Elegua in various Orisha cosmologies or Ganesh in the Hindu among many others.. They tend to be the tricksters, the ones who teach you life’s lessons by exposing you to possibilities.
There is a history of musicians and crossroad deities especially blues musicians tho they usually see him as being old nick

I have to be careful tho. Every time I start writing about the rabbit hole I hear a whisper “c’mere kid…take the ride” which I guess is nominally better than “Oh my stars and whiskers, I’m late”

 

Present Day:
The rabbit Holes never stop appearing do they? At least not as long as we’re open to them. I think I’ve figured at least part of it. When looked at in a certain way, each person becomes a rabbit hole. When approached with empathy and a true desire to understand, everyone we meet can take us to a new reality or at least a new take on it. Some realities can be more dangerous to us than others. I’ve met people before and alarms have gone off in my head screaming “HERE THERE BE DRAGONS”. Others I’ve met who have shown me such beauty that I’ve wept to find that I must leave but reconciled that if careful I could take some of that beauty back with me. Neither are the two above mutually exclusive. Journeys never end and each circumstance or person who’s land we visit teaches me about my own.
Blessings G

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Purpose by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – April 27 2012

“It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure. ”
–Joseph Campbell

And some lessons we just have to repeat over and over until we can fully appreciate the wisdom gift they have for us. I call it rabbit hole time in my mind. An idea or someone with a unique point of view I can learn from comes along and I have to jump submerging myself into another reality until it crashes into my reality tunnel or it no longer fits. Oh nothing’s wrong with it in principle, it’s the total leap into the abyss that can be problematic. Yet without leaping how do we fly? Without fully embracing another reality how do we integrate it?
Besides, vacationing in someone else’s reality tunnel can be amazingly refreshing. I’d say couch surfing has nothing on it as a matter of fact. Integrating new realities can be tricky however. Our belief systems do tend to have strong defence systems.
Blessings, G

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Battle Dance by G A Rosenberg

LT6 by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – October 25 2011

“One never reaches home, but wherever friendly paths intersect the whole world looks like home for a time.”
–Hermann Hesse

Funny, I found this quote after contemplating the state of home this evening. For I had come to the conclusion that for all my time searching for home, that I have my home and truly I never left. I’ve just never took ownership before… My home travels with me.. On this level i may describe my physical vehicle as my home. I can never be homeless so there may come a day when I need a place to stay. Indeed I can jump down countless rabbit holes and never again have to worry about finding my way home for here I exist. If I go with what Hesse says, than I may be deluding myself, i may only have this sense of being home because of the friendly paths I have intersected with of late.And indeed, between family, online and my relationship with the universe , the paths have been wonderful, lots of love and good feeling in my existence right now and it feels like home. Namaste.

Another rabbit hole beckons
time to jump in..
strange tho,
in the past jumping down a rabbit hole
started a journey that ended with a return home
after a long search
now that home exists within and without
a matter of realization not  distance
there is no returning
I simply am…
–g a rosenberg

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Jewel by G A Rosenberg

Turquoise by G A Rosenberg

Raised Tree Expanding by G A Rosenberg

Rabbit Hole Musing

Joseph Campbell referred to it as the Hero’s Journey. The major arcana of the tarot shows similar cycle. Every time we step through a doorway or start something new, we perform a version of it. Sometimes I feel that most of my life is spent going from rabbit hole to rabbit hole or at crossroads deciding which way to go. It’s one of the reasons why I feel a kinship to crossroad deities such as Thoth in Egyptian mythology, Hermes in the Greek, Eshu and Elegua in various Orisha cosmologies or Ganesh in the Hindu among many others.. They tend to be the tricksters, the ones who teach you life’s lessons by exposing you to possibilities.
There is a history of musicians and crossroad deities especially blues musicians tho they usually see him as being old nick

I have to be careful tho. Every time I start writing about the rabbit hole I hear a whisper “c’mere kid…take the ride” which I guess is nominally better than “Oh my stars and whiskers, I’m late”