The Way In

 

“How can I accept a limited definable self, when I feel, in me, all possibilities?”
— Anaïs Nin

 

Open the byways and alleys of me
Show me the infinite
Unblock the paths
that I have yet to tread
and bring me awareness
not to be someone else
but to be me in fullness
For how can I know anything
more than I know myself?
If I truly am more than I have known
let me see it
Limitless potential
let me be it.
O scribe who stands at the crossroads
show me the way through
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

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Peering Within and WithoutPeering Within and Without by G A Rosenberg

 

CentredCentred 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”