The Slow Ascent / What Was Left Behind?
Aug. 13th, 2009 02:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
qosThe Descent of Inanna leaves out a crucial part of the story: Inanna's ascent.
Yes, we know she is brought back to life, rises out of the underworld, forbids the demons to take those who love her. . .
But what of all she left behind at the gates? Nothing is said of the crown of the steppes, the breastplate called Come Man Come, the lapis beads. . .
During my first initiation with Ereshkigal, She told me that I had been in a descent for a very long time -- longer than this lifetime. It's time to ascend. It was a wonderful message, a message of hope.
But more complicated than I had realized at first.
One who has been deep in the underworld has been stripped of everything: powers, associations, names. . . As I grope for my tools, my energy, my focus, my faith in myself, I suddenly wonder if part of my task right now is consciously discovering and reclaiming things that have been lost.
Anubis suggested to me a couple of days ago that a soul retrieval might be in order. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. I have skills. I have desires. I remain mired in obstacles I start to grasp but which strip away without being overcome.
Have I typed this before? Or did I only dream it?
What am I missing?
What do I need to reclaim. . . or claim. . . or create?
Yes, we know she is brought back to life, rises out of the underworld, forbids the demons to take those who love her. . .
But what of all she left behind at the gates? Nothing is said of the crown of the steppes, the breastplate called Come Man Come, the lapis beads. . .
During my first initiation with Ereshkigal, She told me that I had been in a descent for a very long time -- longer than this lifetime. It's time to ascend. It was a wonderful message, a message of hope.
But more complicated than I had realized at first.
One who has been deep in the underworld has been stripped of everything: powers, associations, names. . . As I grope for my tools, my energy, my focus, my faith in myself, I suddenly wonder if part of my task right now is consciously discovering and reclaiming things that have been lost.
Anubis suggested to me a couple of days ago that a soul retrieval might be in order. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. I have skills. I have desires. I remain mired in obstacles I start to grasp but which strip away without being overcome.
Have I typed this before? Or did I only dream it?
What am I missing?
What do I need to reclaim. . . or claim. . . or create?
