I've been meditating on levels of initiation. And times when there are things to say and times when there is nothing to say. Things crowd in and all sorts of thoughts, feelings, images, natural objects ... seem significant, or are imbued with significance. Then things clarify. What was a rush of significance resolves into something deeper, clearer, transparent: into knowledge. You've arrived. After all the things that were to say, to experience, to embrace, there is nothing .....
For a while you mark time. Your initiation feels complete. Until another level, a deeper circle within the Abyss, a higher zone on the Astral Plane, forms and opens new avenues for exploration. The enticing path through the Forest that you thought had come out into the light turns back into the trees again and the Forest beckons once more, darker, deeper, more significant than ever.
No-one can foresee this and tell you when it will happen. There are guides to point the way if you can recognise them. Guardians to warn you if you can hear their voices. But you are alone on the path. Only you can walk it. Only you can learn the lessons deep in the Forest. You? Me
