Friday, January 29, 2016

3. The Empress

The Butterfly People
@ Alainnah Robertson

Pickle Lake, Northwestern Ontario, 1978

The Empress is symbolic of our emotional side. The mature human being has learned to deal with this facet of human nature. It is necessary to learn to recognize an emotion when felt, name it, and then control it. To control a negative emotion, one has to use it as a level to create change. For instance, jealousy shows what we want for ourselves. Are we prepared to do the hard work necessary to achieve what we envy in another?

Once emotions are recognized in one's self, emotions governing others can be recognized. This interior work is not only essential, it is rewarding.

Emotional maturity gives us the power to understand one of the important underlying factors of our belief systems and behaviours. What do I feel? What do you feel?


The Empress

The Butterflies call
Silvery bells tinkling in the wind
Come! Come my Love, in the ardour of spring
In a world suddenly flowering, suddenly blossoming
The scarlet flowers swaying, perfume the air
Pollinated by the Butterflies, they bear golden fruit
Eat of their sweetness, my Love

Find the beautiful bird, the Bird of Paradise
Whose call, clear and true, is heard in the Valley of Wildflowers
Where trills the Lark, herald of Joy
There too sings the Constant Nightingale, sweet and pure
The birds sing a sweet Lullaby
My Love! Dream a sweet dream, a dream of long ago
Far away, and once upon a time

The raging deluge has become a soft veil of white froth
It falls into the pool below, warm pool of passion
Sitting on the throne of Venus, goddess of Love
Out of the golden sunshine rises the Empress
Amongst the golden grain, ripe for the harvest
Bearing aloft the wand of Love that conquers all
Trumps all emotions that would invade us

She is crowned with twelve stars, magical number
Divisions of the heavens, of the seasons
Robed in the white of pure emotion
Under a smothering of red roses, the symbol of Venus
And of true, eternal Love
She is sheltered by myrtle, fragrant in the sunshine
Her voice is soft and sweet, a murmur caressing

My Love, the Secret sheltering in the dark trees is Love
Sheltering from the harsh winds of Reality
The evergreen trees, dark and mysterious
Standing against Envy, Spite, Hatred, murderous Anger
Emotions that would destroy us
Love and her companions, Compassion, Empathy
Protect us from the destruction we can create

Turn from the darkness of blind Rage, the needs of Control
The need to control others, to make them conform
Conform to our Vision of how they ought to be
Conform to the Utopia we long to create on Earth for others
A world created in our image
Created out of our concern for others
A place of belief in Truth, but our Truth that we alone know

Like butterflies flying free in the sunshine, joyous
Going where they will, obeying their inner calling
So we need to do as we will
Following our emotions, a child learning to feel as all humans feel
Answering the questioning of our hearts
Giving names to our longings
And sailing on the churning seas, experience the lows and highs

And this freedom to be themselves we must grant to others
Like the wild bear catching the returning salmon
Harvesting blueberries in preparation for winter
Others know what they have to do to fulfil their lives purposefully
Isn't it better to love and support others
To achieve their own goals
That is the Way of Love, that is the Way to Fulfilment

The Butterfly People sing sweetly
Of Love and Hope and Achievement
Of Passion used to sail towards the Light


Tuesday, January 19, 2016

I. The Magician

The Butterfly People
@ Alainnah Robertson

Pickle Lake, Northwestern Ontario, 1978

The Magician is representative of the adolescent, immature person first awakening to the wondrous gift of life. The flames of passion are rising, innocence is waning, and the will to take control of life is developing. 

The card points to the tools necessary to navigate this phase of the development of the human spirit. It expresses the environment necessary for the full development of the mature human being.

What is also being said is that the individual is totally responsible for the processes of the mind. It is in the individual's hands what the mind accepts and chooses. It is the individual's responsibility as to what kind of human being will be produced. 


The Magician

My Love
My very precious Love
Step out of the Shadows
Out of the dark rhythms
Into the Sunlight
Into the Music
Out of Death into Life

You, beloved Magician
Must step out of the tumult
Must stand alone in the crowd
To find the Cave of Mirrors deep within
But the mirrors reflect the Raven, bearer of Truth
Have you the Courage and Strength
To know Reality

Magician, clothed in the pearly purity
Of Innocence
The scarlet robe of Passion
Drawn around you
The magic wand of Discernment held high
Like a little child
You come

The golden circlet of Will
Crowns your brow
Around your waist
The Serpent of Transmutation
Tail clasped in mouth
Creates a magic circle
Where Clay transforms to Gold

Within this magic circle
Rainbows dance in Golden Light
Hope and Faith become the Real
Matter transforms into Spirit
Your hand grasps the Staff of Life
The Wand of Power
From the Sea of Dreams

Over you, sheltering, flies
The Banner of Light
Of Spirit guiding Matter
Reason guiding Emotion
Around you, cherishing, blow in the gentle guiding zephyr
 Pure lilies white and loving roses red
Beneath the intertwining
Circles of Eternity

Deep within the Chrysalis
Meaningful Life quickens
Hear the Butterflies sing
See them dance
Minuetting under the Rainbow
With music and laughter
And tears of joy

Before you lies the world
What will you make of it
Using the Sword of logical thinking
The Cup full of emotions
The Pentacle of material wealth
The Wand of Achievement
How will you use them

The Prize, my Love, the Golden Fleece
Is sacred knowledge
Of yourself and others
Seeing the secrets hidden in the human heart
Knowing your own Strength
Finding true Freedom
From the shackles of untamed Emotion