Yet another way to look at why symbology, dreams, archetypes, fairytales and myths are potent facilitators of change.
You are an ecology of story. Inside and out. And, within this, you have oh so many parts. You have an inner council and perhaps an inner zoo. An inner kingdom or queendom and many characters vying for attention or, vying to steer the ship.
The mind and the logical talking self; the younger self or I like to think of it as the wonder self or the inner elf of the self. And the deep wise self/crone self goddess/numinous self, aka, the Wild remembering at the center self of all selves.
The mind can be a double edged sword. On the one hand, it’s brilliance can create new worlds and words. But it can be also limited by the rational, logical, analytical.
The younger self/wondering wandering self can be foolish and yet also can connect one to magic. This is the limitless wonderful wonderfilled self who sparks imagination and creativity. Who sees the world of the mundane magically and vice versa. Who translates from the realm of the deeper Wild remembering self in picture images or symbols, archetypes or fairy stories.
This vintage image makes me think of The Fool card in Tarot. There is something about wonder that connects us to the whole, to the magic of everyday life and the magic beyond. It’s a little bit of risk taking and stepping on top of one’s fear. It’s synchronicity and mythic timing. It’s laughter and mirth.
We’ve been through a lot the last couple years, no? Forever changed. The stories and their timelines are changing. The myths are letting go of former identities and weaving new cloths. There is much rewilding and rearchitecting yet to be done. The knowing self/talking self can lead the way to a degree, but knowledge can also be finite; the younger self sources source. She dances with wisdom without always realizing it. She is experience and story, adventure and movement, wander and wonder. Despite all the ways the stories of the last couple years has attempted to harden or contain, crystallize and make fixed, the wandering self is still playing with life. She is the art of life renewed. The inner joy maker despite and because of the fixed towers and castle walls. She is hiding somewhere within or she is standing on crocodiles in your dreams. You need her and she needs you. Because the world and all of it’s coming undone and unraveling and fixating and breaking needs her imagination. Needs her wonderful innocence, seasoned by the depths of self and the Wild remembering.
Does this make sense? It’s a bit of a ramble, but the girl riding a crocodile inside my soul made me do it.
All this to say,
She is another reason why the tarot makes more meaning out of the strange twists and turns of our lives and transitions. She is never fixed. The mind is. She is never static. The mind can be. She is the young heart holding hands with the wise heart and she holds the key to our Wild remembering.
She speaks the language of dreams and fairytales, myths and mirths, symbols and metaphors. It is her natural landscape.
Tarot, for me is the art of foreign language. Translating the younger, imaginal landscape to the thinking analytical mind. Catching mysteries together inside of the Wild remembering but spinning them into a story or a rhyme. Leading the heart towards deeper truths that she already knows. Playing with possibility. Loving fixed energy subversively. Because ultimately, that’s what the mythos does, what the fairytales do, and what there archetypal realm does. It’s a creative firebird inspirational cauldron realm. Sparking the imagination. Raising the dead (of spinning dead thinking) and giving birth to new neural pathways.
Come on now, says the rational. Fairytales, symbols, phooey….
The magi at the heart of imagination thinks differently.
Some say fairytales are foolish, stupid. Some say the same of tarot.
However, what if thinking were limited. What if, in the case of myth and metaphor, fairy stories and imagination…what if ’stupidity’ or mirth was infinite?
Isn’t that where wonder wanders? and where miracles are born?
This bathroom serves both a master bedroom and a visiting child. Rather than build two separate bathrooms, resources were combined to make the bathroom as beautiful as possible.
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