When Venus is in God’s house, the astrological ninth house, Venus worships.
Does she?
Who?
Who do you worship, when you are one with all and all is one with you? Who is left to worship if there is no separation?
If Venus is the sweet waters, the fluids, and juices, the junctures and the touching of bodies, Venus strives for unification, reaches out for being one, yet again.
Hers is the abode. The sacred flesh, form, embodiment. That matter, that brings joy and grief, connection and loss.
Venus doesn’t fear loss, they say.
She is always in ecstasy, they say.
What does it mean to be always in ecstasy? An ultimate and abiding understanding of love, that loves no matter the circumstances?
How can we find that radical love, yet stay well in our identity, without loosening our healthy boundaries?
I’m sure, Venus is great at holding her character firm and fierce, when needed.
Oh Venus, teach me that great capacity of unconditional love.
In LOVE I want to shower and LOvE I want to bathe through my hands and hips.
In LOVE I want to make and LOVE I want to create.
Otherwise, this existence is a blow without Dandelion fluff.
Cozy me in, in your love, so I too can breastfeed with lily’s nectar.