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| Tabula Mundi by M.M. Meleen |
Let yourself be penetrated; let yourself be fertile. There is honey in the heart. The power of the mother is to create into love with devotion. She does not sit order. Nature is beautiful and chaotic. Creativity is love – birth of your creation with sensual joy. We were dormancy and self indulgence.
Love, nurturing, abundance, and fecundity. It is a time of intuition, prophecy, and dreams. If the inner world is divided, there can be disharmony and the disruption of ruin. But such is a foreign to her nature. As a person, she is imaginative and feminine, guided by her own depths. She mirrors, reflects, and attracts others by penetrating the mist of the unconscious and dissolving boundaries. As such much depends on the forces surrounding her. If ill dignified, she is not willing to take responsibility for another, and has no character of her own but her reflection of every passing impression.
The sword separates, yet to dissolve and re-combine to form a sweet elixir. There’s a choice to be made. Pull the sword from the stone and make the sacrifice of one option, as when one door opens, another closes. The choice should be made with devotion and avail. Open yourself to second site; the choice is yours. Be not frivolous or trivial.
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