This week I have been working with the themes of Hearth and Muse in my spiritual practice. It seems to have become a pattern now that I have one day/session where the themes feel really inspirational and then the rest of the week descends into busyness and chaos. That’s life for you!
As I was pondering over the themes this week, I wrote this in my journal (For those who don’t yet know this about me, the symbols of the red shoes (choosing your own handmade red shoes rather than those made by others which draw you down the wrong path), journeying by moonlight (being open to the Divine Feminine as you explore your path) and the pear (which offers itself freely to you and sustains you when you are choosing to follow your unique path) have all been important symbols on my spiritual journey over the years. Read Women Who Run With The Wolves for more information!):
I think of the Muse as an inspiration one follows, one who calls you along a path, draws you, dances ahead, perhaps occasionally slipping out of sight and then needing to be regained. The word Hearth inspired this poem called Hestia’s Call:
Home to the hearth.
Call dry tinder to sacrifice,
Kindle this small shock of flame,
Draw coal-black treasures red, aglow.
Orange dancers cavort, inviting,
Call, ‘Come, Hestia.
As with the last two weeks on my blog, these cards feel very relevant to what I am currently working through and have set me thinking about how I can ‘dance’ my way through into a new way of living. Hmm… that’s interesting. Perhaps all this journeying by moonlight in her handmade red shoes business is not about finding a path to walk (and claw my way along on hands and feet, tearing nails), but discovering the path I can dance along in a carefree, light-hearted, joyful and natural way. This is interesting. The red shoes film / ballet highlights the pitfalls of dancing in the red shoes, shows how wilfulness and recklessness lead one to dance to destruction. And yet isn’t the whole point not that red shoes are wrong, or that dancing is wrong, but that they need to be the red shoes you have made for yourself, and you need to dance your dance, not anyone else’s.
So here I am, tentatively standing in my red shoes on the edge of something new: it could be a leap towards destruction; it could be a call to a whole new way of living.
I picture the red shoes – and the feet in them – as almost a part of this new wild landscape: they can feel for the practically imperceptible footholds in the cliff-face, they automatically step where the adder has just left, they can sense the direction to dance to find the pear tree that’s offering its ripe fruit. This is perhaps getting a little too fanciful and poetic…
I then went on to reflect personally on how I could develop the way I am currently living to include more time ‘by my hearth’ at home, and following the inspiration of the muse. The written exercise I tried (and have used several times before) is to write out – in the present tense – a detailed description of my perfect day. This isn’t a wild, fanciful, impossible daydream, but a clear picture of how I would choose to live hour by hour if I were braver about journeying by moonlight. If you’ve never tried this exercise before, I really recommend it as a way of connecting with what most deeply matters to you.
On with choosing the cards for this week. And they are…. Find Your Feet and Fluid.
I hope you all have a wonderful week. Byeee!