I was drawing out the two lighthouses the other night when I looked at the colors and thought, nooooo that isn’t right! The black goes on the left, the white on the right. It has perplexed me! I am not keen on changing symbolism in the middle of the game, it should be consistent throughout, don’t you think? Flipping the black and white towers now bothers me. To make it more uncanny when I *looked* at it the other night what I saw, through the lighthouses, was a vast golden body of a woman who I immediately thought of as Shekinah, which means the presence of God. This would traditionally be associated with Malkuth, the 10th sephirah. **Not the 1st like I thought of for Eternity.
There are a few words that came to me too the other night, these words together, Orion, Horizon, Urizen, Oz. And then, The House Of The Holy. Do you see it? THOTH.
I have been a little boggled and perplexed about it all and have been trying to find a focus by studying different styles of medieval architecture, trying to input the shapes into my brain.
It did occur to me that I was no longer looking UP, but was now looking DOWN, if you can imagine looking down at earth through Yesod to Malkuth. Well. I was just in the shower (a great place to think) and it occured to me…..well you remember that the monkey, the baboon in the 9 of Cups was Thoth; I think that is the body of Thoth and this, in the 9 of Swords, is the soul of Thoth.
I find it very interesting and a little uncomfortable that the gender has apparently done a switch on me again. Swords should be male, though there aren’t really any hard and fast rules in esoterics is there? It feels the same way to me as the woman in the 5 of Swords felt, unusual but very right.
A question, if you cross over into death and look at Eternity, which I really picture more as a state of being than any particular image, are you somehow forced to look back at physical creation? Is there nothing else to look at? Can you only look outwards? IS that the nature of eternity, to look out? And the whole of the universe, a shining gold woman, perfect and balanced in every way. They ARE one and the same after all…its a paradox of perception.
I have to run and pick up Sophie at school now, but I wanted to record these thoughts. They are nothing I can validate from any past writing or myth, I think, it just is what it is.