Darkness… emptiness… potential. Here, under the sky with no moonlight, the flow pools in stillness. No fire heats the cauldron to simmer. No light draws us out nor sustains us in action. One cycle has ended with the emptying of the moon, and the next pools with the potential to begin. In darkness you rest, you breathe in possibility and await the pull of the flow.
But you are not separate from the flow. It dances in you and you dance in it. Like the Goddess stirs the cauldron of potential, like the moon stirs the waters, you can stir the flow. How? You ask.
You must ask the question for the cauldron to be stirred.
A bonfire is only a bonfire, until a question spoken turns it into a scrying flame. Tarot cards are just painted images until a question frees them to living wisdom. Runes are simply markings on wood until a question summons meaning from their etchings. It is the question that opens the door. It is the question that awakens possibility. It is the question that restores the flow.
You must ask the question for the cauldron to be stirred.
Choice
by Jennifer L. Jacoby
A subtle shift
like the moment
between inhale
and exhale
The deed indefinite
The effect palpable
The consequence
a mystery
yet to be known
Peace and long life… Jennifer