Descent: Going down, Under, Darkness, Tomb, Shadow, Alchemy , Death, Transmutation
Many, many times in our Journey towards Sovereignty we encounter what is known as a “Dark Night” or “Descent into the Underworld”. In the life of those that truly seek Freedom – this is a necessary Initiation into the Pure Love of the Primal Mother within.
Many myths portray this journey – particularly the myth of Innana – She who journeys into the Underworld at the behest of her sister Erishkegal – Innana passes through seven gates in the Underworld – and at each of the seven gates she has to hand over a piece of jewellery or clothes until she is stripped of her power. She is naked and vulnerable.
“Innana – Queen of Heaven and Earth”
A journey such as this is indeed an enormous crisis, a shattering of the old and a waiting for the new to arise as a rebirth into the world of form. With every crisis we have an opportunity for new life – we can either use this as a portal into a new way of being or we can choose to re imprint old outdated patterns. The choice is ours and requires the maturity of warrior to use this test and initiation as an opportunity for alchemy.
Marion Woodman in her book Dancing in the Flames writes: “Not until we recognize the Divine Immanence, the light of Goddess in matter, can we hope to establish a balance, a reconnection with our own deepest nature that can root us in a world of meaning and imagination. Perhaps we will have to face the darkness, walk out on the moor alone at nightfall, or dive to the bottom of the sea before the old ossified ego boundaries can be shattered to make room for the dance.”
“Making room for the Dance”
As we let go of the ossified patterns in the mind, we become empty and still. No longer bound to our inherited and self imposed limitations, clinging and attachments, we are as vulnerable and naked as a new born babe. We face uncertainty and the unknown trusting that we will be held and led as indeed we are. The Divine Feminine waits for this precise opportunity to enter into the crack of our shattered egos. We are protected by Her Love and Her Grace as we are remade by Her fierce Fire in the Darkness of Her Womb.
No-thing is certain anymore. We wait on the razors edge…we wait for Grace. We come to a deep acceptance of life’s polarities. We offer resistance no more. We realize there are no guarantees. No safe place where we can hide. We learn to live on the edge of Her Sword and lick honey from its razor edge.
“Licking Honey from the Razors Edge”
“What if you spent your whole life searching for love and all you found was emptiness
What if you spent all your days afraid of being abandoned and you ended up alone
You would have to make peace
You would have to walk barefoot to the ocean
and bow to all the Gods who have no names
and accept that all Great Mysteries swallow you whole
and Truth takes no prisoners
It just slices you open on Her Blade
But if you not afraid of
If you can accept that you were born naked and
not even the strongest bond of Love can protect you
Then you can begin to Love your precious Life
and Lick Honey from the Razor’s edge”
The Teachings of the Scarlet Sutra is dedicated to the Red Goddess Lalita, Sophia, Mary Magdalene, The Yoginis and the Red Priestesses from all traditions throughout the Ages
Marion Woodman: “Dancing in the Flames” – Shambhala Boston -1997
Poem by Psalm Isadora – barefootdiary.blogspot.com
Copyright Prem Moodaley 2017