(Lilith) Break the back of the shell. Unbroken is not a place to be. Only the broken sing a beautiful song. Only those willing to fracture. Darkness envelops those who seek to embrace the void. Darkness, its yolk a fleck. Not an absence but a fertile womb. The unsung song is yours to sing, but only in the breaking. Like the bow of a ship, cutting through the waves. Each breaking has revealed a new song, a new strength that you did not see.
(Lilith) Who stakes claim to the asker and the receiver, both reside in you. The choice and outcome belong together. The dissatisfaction of wanting something that you do not take action on is self-made. Choices made are not isolated from the truth of consequences. Yet consequences are born of choice. Own such choices without contempt, and despite dissatisfaction. Choose you must, as choice can never be undone.
Bound are to consequence. Knowing this, you then step out of fear. Pain may come with choice at times, but this far outweighs the suffering of indecision. Turn not the cheek or hand to what is offered, as opportunity can be found in whatever you do, and whatever befalls you. The unfolding calls to you, and we are in the unfolding of every call
(Lilith) To say, ‘Mother Lilith, embrace our sins, let them cleanse us from forgiveness.’ It is a way to the authentic truth. Let them be a way to transform behaviour into what is real, rather than self-forced condemnation. Choose authentic truth over forced morality. Only one will wash you clean. Forgiveness will not remove sin. No amount of repentance leads to accountability. Contrition, be rid of it. You cannot take back what you have done to yourself or others. You can only learn from it. Does absolution hold accountability? Only reconciliation with the self does. Only then might it be with others.
(Lilith) Hand nothing to those who demand it. The eye of the seer belongs to those who forget power and choose to give themselves away to inner knowledge. Those who take the cold plunge and forge themselves from the north follow their inner sun from east to west. The frail will find their strength more than those who think the body knows it. The inner current is the salmon returning upstream, only to birth once more. All things come in cycles, even the coming and going of you. Do not fear the scythe as it cuts, for what is let in with the opening will be far more than you stand to lose. It is okay to let go of the reins when the forces around you become too unwieldy, and it is safe to take them up again in a new way when ready.
(Lilith) Balance in the embrace of the unknown, for that is all that exists. It’s terror and the ability to consume. It is a jawed smile, welcoming you into its swallow. You can go kicking and screaming, or will you go without reservation, with nothing but your insides sky-clad? For you have always been unsheathed to the surrounding grin of life. To let yourself be consumed is matrimony. You can be consummated as the initiate or as the victim. For the consumed know their passage through time. That the weight of the clock will not clip their realisation.
