CONTAINING CHAOS.

There is a wild mare trapped in a cage,
circling round and round.
Man studies her tracks,
trying to understand what makes her move.

The Mare is the symbol of
the Receptive, the Feminine.
The Feminine energy is soft and furious,
and it circles round and round
in its cage of four dimensions,
The Masculine, the Creative Principle
is the structure of the cage,
the boundary,
that gives the formlessness a pattern.

Creation is a constant process of
chaotic Yin energy forming
into circles and cycles
the turning of the ages,
the precession of the equinoxes.
It waxes and wanes
and then breaks its bounds again
to begin the chase anew
(the Taming of the Shrew).

Structure marries Chaos.

The Feminine energy is
serpentine and slippery.
Like water,
It has no shape,
and can therefore
assume any shape.
It is clear,
and can therefore
reflect any image.
It takes on the attributes of it’s environment.

The Masculine Creative Principle is invisible,
but it is what gives Feminine Life energy form.
The mind of God is genderless,
but will be found within each one as the
Father principle, who begat the Mother
in one timeless reflexive instant.
Nature patterns itself on this model,
except for deviant Man,
who is required to be not just instinctual,
but intuitive,
which calls for a meeting of
thinking and feeling.
Once again, a union of opposites within.
When this union is mirrored in the external world, sexual tension is a function of polarity,
not duality.


The caduceus images a
voluntary joining of these two forces.
The two-headed snake wraps itself around the Pole/spine of consciousness,
the central axis,
to come face to face with itself.
It eats itself and grows wings (ascends).

The caduceus is the symbol for healing.
Rightly so.
The feminine meets the masculine,
and recognizes the source of support within.
This finding of central support,
the center of axis-tense,
the spine, the will, the well
is a gesture that each One makes within.
In finding this direct relationship to God,
feminine energy which is by nature cloudy and formless, finds a Reason to Be
and shapes itself around
the Central Principal or Spirit.

Studying the tracks of the wild mare
will tell you about what’s
Dead.
Gone.
Past.

Moving into the Present
is a leap astraddle the mare:
a chaotic battle ensues
between the male dominator
and the wild feminine force,
until a moment of
union,
surrender,
victory,
death-birth
when mare and rider are as One.