🐝 The Rewards of Curiosity
What your synchronicities are telling you // Finding out through art
A long time ago, I discovered my personal joy of “following the rabbit hole”.
What this means for me is that I begin to notice symbols and instead of dismissing them, I write them down. If it fits my day, I allow my gut instinct to lead me on an adventure. Taking that turn on the road, going towards that place that calls me, looking at the pile of weird things at the side of the road, noticing the bird perched above me as I have certain thoughts….
This brings me into a state of flow, a state of magic.
But the real KEY to this practice, is letting go of DOUBT. I don’t wonder anymore: “what am I doing here”, but I return myself to KNOWING that “I am here exactly for what is happening right now”. And then I observe.
I follow the subtle whispers that life provides me with its creativity. And in return, my creativity is responding.
I gain insights.
I move through emotions.
I feel ignited to share, to speak, to make art myself.
The Artwork you are seeing above came out of one of these rabbit hole moments.
Here is how it unfolded!
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Following the Solar and Lunar Eclipses of April, the symbol of the “Black Sun” continuously showed up to me through art, books and conversation. I had started reading “The Black Sun - The Alchemy of Art and Darkness” some years ago, and somehow I stopped in the middle and had not managed to continue reading.
When I opened up the book again now, I understood why.
The page I had left my bookmark on was speaking about the topic of Coniunctio.
Merging of opposites.
Sexual alchemy in its divine embrace.
Integration and re-unification of alchemical products, leading to the harmonization of the soul.
And this was exactly my topic at the moment.
I had to integrate the previous information in the book thoroughly throughout the last year, and properly align myself with the wisdom described in this chapter.
Balancing my opposites internally and harmonizing them externally as well, in my partnership.
In a process of wanting to transmute anger and jealousy.
My own shadows.
My own black sun.
I was also in a process of reuniting my feminine creativity with my masculine force of action, by reading “The Artist’s Way” by Julia Campbell.
So on my way home one morning, I accidentally get onto the wrong public transport and ride for some stops in a different direction. It meant that I had to go back and change trains again, this time at a different station than before. While I was walking to my platform, I noticed the internal conversation in my head.
I was feeling ‘judgmental’ for having missed my morning pages — an exercise Julia Campbell suggests in her book — and noticed myself turning those emotions outwards through frustration with the author. It spiraled into old patterns of doubt and self-limiting beliefs around art, creativity and having enough ‘time’.
I am ripped out of my self-pitying thoughts when I suddenly remember seeing a magazine at this station earlier this week. It spoke about ‘Chowa”, a Japanese concept of finding balance and harmony within relations. Sharing this with my partner, he replies that in the language of his native heritage, there is a similar meaning of two words: ‘Chowa’ and ‘Chowe’. Chowa is like asking about the state of being , while Chowe is the answer of what is recognized. On the magazine cover, there is a butterfly. The symbol of transformation. Of dissolving completely. Putting back together newly again. Emerging with beautiful wings to fly into higher consciousness. Quite alchemical…
I decide to buy the magazine.
Specifically, I buy the magazine that costs extra, because it comes with two beautiful notebooks that each showcase a dragonfly in a golden circle on the cover. I feel a bit ashamed as I walk towards the train, because the magazine is wrapped in plastic (to contain the little notebooks) and I usually make an effort to avoid plastic packaging. I don’t want other people to see me with it. I also don’t want them to laugh at me for buying a notebook with ‘goodies’. I fear I have betrayed all of my common-sense with this purchase.
The adult-me is questioning my choices.
But with that, I notice something — MY INNER CHILD!
She is excited about these beautiful golden dragonfly books. She is excited about receiving a little gift. A little, beautiful notebook for her to put her words into.
At that moment, I begin to laugh…
I laugh because the author of the artist way suggested buying stickers for a pretty notebook to make the inner child happy and I thought that was a stupid idea. Now, I am witnessing my inner child excited about this magazine and the two sparkly notebooks. Nourishing the inner child consciously is a core method in ‘The Artist’s Way’. The purpose is to help strengthen a consistent creative flow and creative praxis.
The symbol of the Dragonfly is also of importance here, because it represents to me the messenger of magical synchronicities.
I feel confident in my choices and decide to begin reading the magazine immediately on my way home. It turns out that it was not so much the articles that inspired me, but instead the artworks, photos, and COLORS inside!
Why not use this magazine to make a collage, I thought?
Upon arriving home, I look at my phone and see a notification. An Instagram account called ‘Aura of Indigo’ has followed my account a few minutes ago.
Their logo is the image of a dragonfly.
Indigo is the color of the Ajna Chakra, the 3rd Eye, while the dragonfly is guiding me further into honoring the mystical synchronicities unfolding. I take it as an omen to set aside all of my “to-do-list” and to PRIORITIZE making that collage I had just envisioned. (Mars aligned perfectly with Neptune in Pisces that day, fully in support of this process.)
In addition to the magazine images, I also open up my folder of paper scraps that I collect frequently and use rarely…
It is the same sequence unfolding. First hesitation. Then a soft testing out (things aren’t glued down yet, right?). After a while the first executive decisions need to take place… and then I am in flow.
After about 2 hours, I feel the visual story is complete, and I can finally turn to look at the huge paper mess around me.
The symbols are fitting and clear.
The planet is Pluto — planet of evolution, lord of karma and of the underworld.
The dancing woman — bridging the dimensions and connecting the images with something above, something higher.
The desert landscapes reflected in the ‘skies’ — places that are calling my soul for evolution, as I so deeply crave to sit in the frequencies of Sinai or Siwa.
(After writing this, I researched my Astro-Cartography Chart and found out that my descending Mars line passes right through the Sinai peninsula, while my Venus and Neptune lines pass right by the Siwa Oasis!!!)
The bee — symbol of abundance, commitment, persistence. Making the food of the gods with their own saliva, acting in service to the hive and connecting to the wisdom of the quantic fields and sacred geometries.
The window — a portal and glimpse into the realms beyond the visible.
The stairs — ascencion & decension.
A glowing butterfly — symbol of transformation, illuminated, and of impacting ripples; the interdependence of life.
The butterfly effect.
Little, intricate details that have led me to the present moment.
It has even been in my conversations earlier in the week!
So many of the things I had experience in my life were culminating into deeper meanings. Seeds from years ago seemed to suddenly blossom and ripen in to fruits. Encounters from much earlier in my life turned out to be serving my path to date.
Sensing a full circle of alchemy, finishing a two year process.
Two years, the length of a Mars cycle.
Mars, the lower octave of Pluto.
Exactly two years ago (in May 2022), was the day my partner and I formed our union as lovers. Now, two years later, during the time I am crafting this collage, he is in an energetic healing therapy session to release old patterns — in support of transforming the shadow patterns in our relationship. Just the day before, I did the same.
We are evolving and this is a reflection of my inner evolution.
Using the leftover paper scraps, and completely FREE of expectation — but still very much in the flow of creativity — I make a second collage before cleaning up for the day.
The second collage seems to be an extension of the first one.
The desert theme is met with fresh waters — a river bank.
Blue waves — of emotion, waves of synergy, waves of sound, waves of change.
The sheep — a symbol of the innocence and the wool. Resembling the cotton tree, I feel this wool as an extension of the cotton tree, which is used to clean through different dimensions in the Muisca tradition (my partner’s native tradition).
The sheep as Aries - the ruling sign of Mars in the Greek Zodiac
or a goat-like figure merging with water — Capricorn (where Mars and Venus both sit in my natal chart)
The interpretations are not done here, as this will be an ongoing unfolding of insight.
But clearly, the topic of cleansing and purifying the shadowed elements of my inner psyche is reaching a new level.
My inner black sun is gaining wisdom and I am illumined by its glow and transformation.
My archetypes are yearning for union.
As my inner world expresses it — I am taking responsible actions in the outer world as well.
My internal and external relations are in a new phase of union — important for my evolutionary path and destiny.
This process began when I was “lost” at the train station, judging myself and others… but because I allow myself to see the synchronicity, I can decide to follow them and transform my emotions.
I shift my priority according to the newfound awareness.
So all in all, I followed the steps and arrived somewhere beautiful.
I did not plan to make art that day.
I did not have anything specific in mind when I started.
But the subconscious — or rather, the SUPER CONSCIOUSNESS (as Alan Watts phrased it) — speaks to us in mesmerizing ways.
When we listen and witness the magic, it can refresh us and replenish our energy.
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May your life flow in magical ways
May you witness them and be inspired
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The art of story-telling is right there where authentically we share our being, yes! Thank you so much for writing, it's very inspiring.