Where’s the Point…

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The theme for this Tarot blog hop was opened up by my learned friend Joy Vernon who gave us the following phrase to ruminate…

“…the still point of the center of the fixed stimulates germination and the awakening of the heart.”

Accompanying this, was a background to her thoughts covering many things… but the words I recall were Tzaddi, Emperor and Star… bringing back a dream I had several months ago, that I won’t go into now…

For now… I decided to ponder upon the phrase given…

It seemed such a simple phrase upon the first inspection, but as I sat, the words started to move around… little fractal arms shooting off from words with variations and permutations… substituting in new meanings to give new inversions and tones… ‘still’ morphed to ‘yet to come’… center and heart merrily swapped places… I let them dance and fill my page…

Another quote sparkled to mind…

You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star – Nietzsche

I wondered about the word chaos… I have a feeling it has slipped away into a more haphazard use than maybe it was first used… I’ve seen it described as being disorganised and random etc… but more interesting to me is how the word is used in relation to the butterfly effect and how dynamic systems are sensitive to initial conditions and how very tiny deviations play out in unpredictable ways…

I was reeled back in by Freddy and his dancing stars… I thought of the births and deaths of stars… of binary stars that dance around each other… of gravitational pulls and collapses and after burst that glows and oh… I looked down at my page of scribbled notes and saw that I’d changed the word ‘fixed’ to ‘castrated’ and had a wry smile to myself that maybe I was in danger of disappearing up my own black hole…

So… I decided to toss away the pencil and paper and sit quietly with my tablet and let my fingers draw and see what happened as I meditated upon the given phrase…and as I stayed stationary at a point, the lines spread out and grew beneath my fingers… I drew a few… where I just let my finger sit… and yeah… it grew and spread across the page… but not in a way that pleased my eye or thrilled my soul… it bored me and the inaction made my hand hurt a little…

Then Freddy came knocking… let it dance a little… let it go where it wants to flow… you can be still and centred at many points… and slowly this emerged…

Though I wonder if it is a star or maybe it is a constellation… I like to think that we all as we move through life and in and out of pauses, both painful and pleasant, that we leave a little wake behind us that weaves into a cosmic tapestry that links us all… all of us little tiny stitches… that maybe close up don’t seem to make much sense but zoom out and a glorious picture is revealed…

So… while I was zooming in and out… I thought maybe I’d try a bit of time travel too and go seek out Uncle Al… I lured him out, not with magic nor a wand but with ink pots and nibs and Thothesque daubings… I found myself sitting on his knee…

Uncle Al… what’s all this kerfuffle with Tzaddi and the Emperor and the Star?

Star?!… Oh… that old chestnut… No… it’s not Star… it was never Star… what I channeled was Tsar…

Tsar? So what happened…

Mercury Rx… my esoteric spell checker was on the fritz…

😉

So… awakening the heart… did I or didn’t I…

I awoke some art…

I’ll settle on that…

You can hop either way to see what my neighbours have been growing 😉

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