I feel confident today; serenity pervades me, flowing beneath my skin, holding me, as if my cells are in suspension, the vastness of a thousand galaxies drifting effortlessly through my veins. I glide upon the stair with barely a step, a queen upon the royal road of dreams.
The door is there, the same door as always, and I wonder at what I will see, I am apprehensive all of a sudden… why does this happen sometimes………. I push the thoughts away…. keen to explore this regal card and I push open the door……..it slides silently open upon its slick, well oiled hinges, revealing the shimmering silken splendor of Lust.
I walk into a whirl of images and colours, as sometimes happens, and I wait for the picture to settle, for something concrete to emerge from the vortex of colour that is before me….. I wait patiently, as if for a crowd of noisy children to stop their games….it takes a while.
And there it is, I see it, building in front of my eyes, a fountain of molten lava bubbles up out of the earth, rising and hardening into a cone of rock, and as it does so, the mounting pressure sends more gasping gouts of steaming liquid gold, high into the air, and the whole process is manifesting a volcano in front of my very eyes. The heat becomes intense, as I watch this proliferation of creativity burgeoning up out of the furnace heart of the earth, and I move back so that I don’t get singed.
This is the creative source, a direct contact with the wellspring of creativity……… The lava that I am watching flow out of the core of the earth is like the creative process that flows out from our hearts…. and I watch this beautiful river of passion and purity for some time…… it is mesmerizing, hypnotic and holy.
I move on eventually from my worship of this now spreading lake of lava, and walk beyond the rawness of virgin rock to a gentler place with trees and green grass.
I see a woman stood there, clothed in beauty and falling golden hair, cradling a lion child in her strong arms. I asked her what she and the cub represent, and she smiles as she answers me. The cub, she says, represents our creativity… that our creative process starts like this, like a child, needing nurturing at every turn. We are to love and protect this child, this creative urge, if it is to grow and develop, and to become useful to us, the person to whom it belongs. She says that an untrained lion, will become difficult to handle, destructive and then the tendency is to try and control it by force, or else to stifle it by artificial and underhand means. She says that a Lion that has been encouraged to grow, brave and strong, will bear you forever, in willing gratitude, for allowing it the freedom to create a partnership with you, its keeper. I look at the beautiful woman, as she walks away, cuddling the furry baby in her arms, she has given me a new understanding of this card, and I shall have to think further on it.
I turn back towards where I saw the volcano erupting, but it has disappeared, and all I see is the silken sheet, fluttering lazily in the hot air…. I wanted there to be more here… but maybe it is this simple, this one word………….Lust.
I step back through the splintering image, back onto the upper landing, and walk thoughtfully down the stairs, back into
The Hallway of Beginnings.
Zodiacal Trump of Leo
The Daughter of the Flaming Sword
Sun Rules Uranus Exalted