Seadragon At The Falls

seadragon in the waves at sunrise this morn

Neptune's fathomless depths draw mighty forces towards the falls at the end of the waterworld. A messy tangle of planets caught in the drag net and tumbling over one another, sometimes swimming in an enchanted synchronicity and other times gasping for air.

At all the thresholds of the final stretch of the zodiac the old gods vie for supremacy. In a dance as old as time they sparry and spar, the bolts from their clashing shooting our way and landing in an arc about us. Occasionally we find ourselves in the path of a direct hit and clutch our hearts in fear and wonder.

It is not easy to distinguish truth from fiction or folly, mood from mayhem and up from down. Not now nor until the equinox sets fresh flint to sparking in hungry bellies. Rather we are shaken and stirred in a complicated cocktail of our own making, intoxicated still by the grab bag of the old world as we all strive to stretch beyond the reach of its deadly talons.

Nothing is just as it seems. The old languages of myth and fable are more instructive than the modern world's cookie cutter. Its hard and fast definitions simply do not hold up when dragons roar under blazing skies. Out here on the fringes and deep in the spaces betwixt and between, dreams seed and burst apart. Swallows swoop through the spray as wave after relentless wave smashes on to the rocks and water tumbles in and out of form.

So too do we, darklings. Inexorably drawn into our shadows as we hanker for light relief. Unable to escape what lies writhing within us, bidding we listen to its tales about our lives as it scrapes a spiny nail down our spines. These are the moments of high magic and deep transformation that we claim to crave but you cannot dance with them while you look away bleating. Their challenge unequivocal, their reward unsurpassed and your courage laid bare on the altar of evolution.

Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us.
~ Pema Chodron


Words c. Kerrie Basha 2023