From the Tale
“I exhale long and slow, clear my throat and then spill my guts, sharing the whole story that landed me in their laps: the hunger that rose up from my soul, my encounter with the raven, the dream about the feathers, all the wacky synchronicity that led to my impetuous decision to come to Salt Spring, and my treasure hunt travels that guided me to this chance encounter in Barb’s. The words flood out of me, and I don’t let myself stop, or breathe much, until I am done.
For a few breaths no one says a word or moves. Kayla and Selena’s tea cups sit untouched and cooling in the middle of the table. Then Kayla gently turns my face so I am looking into her probing eyes.
“You’re right,” Kayla says, her voice slipping into a deeper, richer octave, “Something is shifting in you Sarah. Your hunger comes from your disconnect from who you most deeply, truly are, and you are choosing to wake up and reclaim what is missing from your life.”
“What will happen at the ritual?” I ask.
“We will be enacting an ancient Sumerian myth,” Selena says, “The tale speaks of the Goddess Inanna’s descent to the Underworld, to the realm of Her sister, the Dark Goddess Ereshkigal.
The Winter Solstice amplifies the power of this story. It calls us to open to death of the life that we know, so something new can be reborn within us. If you do this magic with us, you may be setting yourself on a path that will change your life forever.”
“Are you in?” Kayla asks.
I pause considering what Kayla and Selena have shared with me. My heart is still beating wildly in my chest, and I squirm restlessly on my chair. Selena’s words are big, foreign, scary, enthralling. I only vaguely understand what she is talking about. Oh my God – am I really crazy enough to consider this? Yes, damn it – be bold, be brave! If I don’t embrace the treasure I find along the way, and take some risks, then why the hell am I here at all? Kayla is right. Something has awoken in me and it won’t go back to sleep. And I don’t want it to. If this is magic then bring it on, and screw the consequences.
“Count me in!” I say, and see my delight mirrored in their shining eyes.”
“Your kind hovers on the cusp of the third turning, the Great Turning, for humanity is coming to the end of one cycle of its unfolding and balances precariously on an evolutionary edge. This evolution isn’t about transcending the flesh of mortality, or of becoming something brand new, it’s about the weaving and full embodiment of who and what you already are. The gold seed, like my cauldron, contains the deepest alchemical magic, where the base elements of your inner Divinity come together with your lived experiences of the best and worst of humanity. Like all of Creation, human evolution is driven by the collision of opposites inherent in your nature, your light and shadow, your creative and destructive impulses, and your weaving of the good and bad dream. With collision comes awareness of polarities, with awareness comes conscious choice, and with conscious choice you can heal and transform your life and your world. ”