I must face my shadow side if I am to evolve into what the Bodhisattva poet-warrior of loving kindness 7th-century Buddhist monk Shantideva describes below.
Blood Moon is holding space for us to lay out what’s hard and look at it, and yes it stings. And yes it hurts. But why do we always try to numb pain?
The Sacred Masculine, when realized, is on to His shadow nature, and chooses to operate from a space of humility, nobility, and compassion.
Survivors witness and feel beneath the story... Fragmented, often locked away in an unconscious vault; we banish pain in order to survive it.
She speaks the language of the crows, that woman. If you're near her while she sleeps, you'll hear whispers of that ancient avian tongue...
So ask yourself: Where is the Witch archetype in my life? Is she operating in shadow right now? What is my relationship to her?