may fear be your secret ingredient.

may she shock you just enough to open up.

may fear be the peculiar secret in your alchemical quests towards the illumination of belief.

may you work with fear, as you work with flour ~

throw in some water, some air, some fire, some love ~

nourish yourself with what's manifest, and distribute the abundance to those in need.

may you never deny your fear.

may you talk with her.

may you see her so intimately, that her experience becomes this part of you.

this part that is not separate.

this part that is not scary. not bad.

but this part which requires your alchemy ~

may she become your secret constituent for ascendance.

may you bake her back, forever again, to love.

 

* art by Hilma af Klint