This blog has many posts about a significant part of my research and experience with the Kundalini energy. I encourage you to read former posts to understand this personal fairy tale/metaphor I wrote in January of 2016. It has taken me about 13 years to fully integrate the kundalini experiences of my mid-life. 2003 to present.
The Blue God and Red Goddess (all rights reserved)
The Blue God and the Red Goddess
Once upon a time there was a sad and angry princess who watched Herself standing on a bridge far, far away, across a wide and very deep sea. She kept trying to get to Herself by walking across the water, but she would end of sinking into the waves, choke and sputter for breath. She managed to pull herself back to land, heave with exhaustion, and then try the same thing again.
Over and over again.
As she got older she developed boats to try to her get across that sea: Something she had read and learned, a talisman she had crafted, advice received from others, or carrying long-cherished beliefs like prized jewels. But each time she stepped out onto the water she would sink, choke and sputter for breath.
She learned to swim, but never had the strength to span the vast distance over the wide and very deep sea to get to Her Self. There were things under the surface of the water that dragged her underneath the choppy waves, but she fought those snaggly-toothed beasts and managed to get back to the safety of the land from where she came.
Over and over again.
When she was in the middle years of her middle age, a Red Goddess and a Blue God visited her. They slowly came to her through a secret door and began to shine light into her sad and angry places. Their Son, a steadfast friend of the princess, encouraged her to let them in.
They applied soft ointments and healing balms and the fire of alchemy into these wounded places, whispering to her words of love and forgiveness, feeding her manna to begin a new journey, a new life in her aging body. The Son held her hand and whispered “Courage.”
They promised to help get to her to Her Self on the other shore, but she would have to unlearn almost everything she thought she knew and that she had paid money to learn. She would have to give up her calcified ways of being and disappear for as long as it took for the new ways to grow inside of her.”
She was to allow herself to sink to the bottom of the ocean’s depths, grow gills for breathing, learn to swim with sharks, and shoot out dark, milky ink to hide herself from the preditors of fear, anger, jealousy and hate. She was to stop taking on others’ pain as her own and learn to use her magic gifts to first heal herself.
The Blue God and Red Goddess made a home within the princess’ body. The Goddess flew from her tailbone up her spine and the God danced down from her head and they met in a secret room behind her heart.
First the Blue God and Red Goddess expertly stitched her broken heart together. Then they lay down a richly woven carpet and entwined together in her heart space.
At first she did not understand that by their ecstatic coupling in the growing room behind her heart, she was being moved across the water towards Her Self on the other shore.
It was not easy. Wise teachers appeared to make sure she had new scaffolding in place before she got rid of her rusted, crumbling infrastructure. Teachers were not only the Son of the Blue God and Red Goddess, but people who came into her life and her own Intuited Wisdom. Her Own Wisdom came in the form of pictures, a calmer and stronger body, and “heard” messages from inside her head.
It took many, many years before she reunited with Her Self, and that is when she knew she had reached the opposite shore.
She faced toward the direction from where she had come and watched the land disappear under dark foam. Turning towards a new direction, she saw another Her Self waving at her from yet another shore.
But this time, she knew the Blue God and Red Goddess would carry her across the very wide and very deep sea. And now she could also walk on water and swim with the sharks.
Over and over again.