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Notes from a Trance

Summary: in my depths, I find wild, regal self-possession: Queen and Goddess. She knows the answer is always love.

I've vaguely sensed something subconscious blocking forward movement toward a few vital goals, despite my wholehearted efforts to attain said goals. Yet I also intuited this undefinable part of me is a prime, healthy motivator in my life. The intention of the trance is to gain conscious access to this subterranean aspect of myself. In other words, I want to consciously know, explore, heal, and empower this part of me.

Trance:

Diving into the softest waters of my subconscious—most fluid depths—where no censors halt primal womanhood, I'm only momentarily surprised to find the lady. 

I am amused, delighted. First of all, I'd expected to find something negative, but instead found the wondrous lady. Second, I'd also expected that, if nothing negative emerged, I'd meet something wild, free, uninhibited. Most people would not view a lady that way. But I've always known that being a lady is not necessarily about being suppressed, oppressed, or depressed, and that a true lady is actually wild; her appearing in this trance affirms all this more than ever.

Tonight, I watch the lady dwell in my mind's caves, caves primitive but intelligent, rough but clean, simple but enough. 

She is wild, regal, in self-possession, self-love, self-proclaimed nobility. I recognize Her: Queen and Goddess.

Outside the cave, in my psyche's open meadow, men battle for Her home and its safety, while she tries not to be distracted by the noise.

They think the answer is control. She knows the answer is always love.

A gentleman arrives, but he too is a distraction. Being like the Bible's lilies of the field is more important than the gentleman and fighting men.

A bouquet of different types of flowers blooming into my conscious mind, She rises, insisting I sing a happy melody of gratitude and joy.

My song lifts Her till She reunites with the stars in the sky, once again Her star-self. 

We humans are often afraid of what lurks in our subconscious. I'm starting to think more than ever that mostly what hides in us is joy.

End of trance.

I used a progression of randomly chosen Lenormand cards to shape the trance. Below are the cards I used, in order. They do not outline the entire trance because I often left the cards behind to just "travel" unfettered.

Lady

Whip

Heart

Gentleman

Lilies

Flowers

Stars

I hesitate to share these notes, since I wrote them as notes for myself. But I think some people might relate to them.

—Dec 8, 2016

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Francesca De Grandis aka Outlaw Bunny is the bestselling author of "Be a Goddess!" Founder of The Third Road, a Faerie Shamanism tradition that she teaches through both text and oral tradition, De Grandis says, "I'm a trickster working for benevolent chaos Gods, so I don't play mean tricks." Bard, painter, mystical innovator, and busy elf who works part-time for Santa Claus, she blogs here and on her own sites, www.stardrenched.com and www.outlawbunny.com

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