“There is often guilt in taking the mask of Don Juan. Or Dona Juana. The seducer is not a master of love, neither of manipulation. He is the master of the ephemeral. Of what is fleeting and brief and transient to the extreme. He is the master of the moment, and as such he forgot all other kind of eternity. There is guilt if you care, because you are not building. There is guilt out of loss, because you are not treasuring. There is guilt out of indifference, because when you don’t care, you cheat yourself of meaning and value. Sometimes there is guilt in the selflessness, in the desire itself, in everything leading to pleasure. As if the only pleasure that can be sacred are only those labelled as such. The masquerade is a dance. It is a road that goes in circles and ebbs and flows… and always ends with the first light. Before the time comes hold it tightly. When the time comes, let it go.”
— from the Dark Mirror oracle deck.
“What am I avoiding?”
Is the question I ask from the heart.
I stir the deck; my hands the cauldrons of alchemy. Sending the heartfelt message to the shuffling of artistic cardboard dancing in palm.
I love very deeply, I have cultivated a presence that is challenging to shake and admired by more. When I am with you, my whole being is devoted to you; your breath, your heart, your thoughts and feelings.In this unconscious agreement of connection, I bring you into me.
Only this moment matters to me.In this has germinated a sampling of letting go. Saying goodbye, waving farewell. Will I see this being again? How will they remember this moment? Did I touch them deeply enough, did I share all of me unapologetically? Am I sharing my time and energy correctly? Will I remember who I am after this?
Is THIS moment now complete for me or have I become completely lost in the other?
When we choose to let in another; who we are subtly changes, taking the mask off of Don Juan. We see through the eyes of another, their past, their present. It is a flesh born virtual reality.Living a moment of time from another, a lifetime from another —I feel this is a precious gift of what it means to be human.
It is the roots of our humanity, our compassion, our love.To see and feel a brother or sister as yourself; a moment of mingling consciousness.
Those we love are here for moments we are afraid to count and afraid to forget. Attachment is a part of the spectrum of humanity, even if for a fleeting moment.The avoidance of presence and loving another is found in the armouring and rigidity of the body.
To be grounded on earth and your body is to be present. To feel the depth and steadiness of your breath is to feel alive.We all have a choice to cultivate this presence and connection in humanity.
Choose with your heart.
I love you
