October 14, 2009
Upon the lake
Sitting in shrine this morning, I found myself fascinated by the candle — the flame utterly still, seeming to float upon a pool of deep blue wax. It made me think of Isheru, the lake where the Eye of Ra is cooled and purified after Her raging. A perfect, timeless hush, the fire resting on the water, at peace yet holding the potential for action — a sustained note of tension held in containment and thus in exquisite balance.
May I be pure as well, O Eye of Ra.