As you all likely know, the light metaphor is often used in various religions, esoteric and exoteric to describe the manifested creator or idea of wholeness. My humble advice is to tame the curiosity by not completely submerging oneself into this Light, lest one delights in dissociation and a disintegrating merge into this non-dual godhead metaphor. I realize this is but a grandiose red button for the masochist initiation addict like myself and various friends alike, so I will leave the chiseling of eloquent vines and fish hooks onto another red button—one that appears more palpable due to being light manifested into the prism of colors instead of light itself. Light has a correspondence to concepts such as infinity, “the all”, “the loops”, and “the unnamable”. To reside here appears arbitrary. Residing here is like incarcerating oneself into a hall of mirrors. Can seem fun at first, but personally, it gets old quicker than I can finish this line.
Enter: The Magician (Will)
Initiation addicts need not worry, however, for this other realm that is light manifested into the prism of colors can easily tantalize. Residing in this realm is like holding that prism (or wand) —perpetual power—upon one’s hand. This is a tremendous amount of responsibility. The phallic wand, being power, is also Will that creates and fertilizes structures and concepts. This is the realm of the Great Artist—the perpetually-updating realization that all is your own unfolding creation. The colors are vividly visualized and can be associated with the four elements, which together form a sort of Thor’s Hammer lightning bolt of will. Extended amounts of time here takes a disciplined soul, and can easily land one into a solipsist lunatic labyrinth, so one should not be afraid to make use of veiling.
Enter: The High Priestess (Wisdom)
So then when the realization of our own will overwhelms a bit, we shall veil our will as to discover what the will actually was. In a sense, this is playing peek-a-boo with our very selves, for when being the Great Artist is overwhelming, falling back on the path of seeking seems like the next path for the initiation addict. This is working backwards (in regards to creation) —digging into what has been turned unconscious. The realm here is associated with the feminine. The focus here is on recounting the steps to your own creation. The joy, however, resides in the steps themselves. We get to receive the wisdom from various vantage points. Where we do not have the privilege of creating (in the bigger sense), we have the privilege of interpreting and utilizing the already-existent treasure of resources.
At the end, we may question our very thirst for will and wisdom—the seeming masculine and feminine of the primordial world. I know I am in this game because I simply enjoy games—the more intricate the better. To me the game is inseparable from art. If I am not creating art via “will”, I am interpreting art via “wisdom”.
Exit: map/art/program entitled We, Initiation Addicts