On Archetypes
Art: Woman with a Head of Roses by Salvador Dalí
When I speak, I want it to be in my own voice. How I translate the world. How the experiences I’ve run through my body have been received and integrated uniquely by me. And I honestly appreciate hearing that same clarity of soul in others.
I think that’s why I love the Archetypes. I’m enthralled by their purity. And the way the planets parade them through our channels of perception.
Dancing different numbers, partnered and alone.
The Judeo-Christian Dieties just don’t seem to be helping people locate themselves anymore. I know it didn’t work for me. In fact, in that paradigm, I’m not sure we really exist. “We” are part of one “body”. Cut off of we don’t fit in.
But Archetypes are pure frequency. Free of dogma. They emit their messages without noise and static.
When we align with them, take them into ourselves, we are taking in “a” deepest truth. Acting as a map, we can then use that frequency to gauge where we are at.
Like the periodic table, Archetypes are the building blocks of our perception. Essential nutrients of soul.
The shadow side of working with Archetypal energy is when we use them as identifiers. Try and make ourselves like them. Pulling us away from our core.
A way to add to our persona. Another heavy mask to wear. The purpose is always to move beyond identification. Subtraction, not addition. Archetypes are tools meant for distillation and refinement.
They are our Frequency Gurus to move us into the realm of feeling navigation. Are we aligned to “that” in us; is their eternal inquiry.
Once we’ve tuned into the state of our alignment we can move them out of the way. When we are aware of the parts they are playing and where they are on the stage, the better we can craft our lines.
