How much are you willing to surrender? Deeper and deeper into the mystery, into the great unknown? Where the mind has nothing to grasp onto and the only security to be found is in the letting go?  Where the many faces of the created self start to unravel and dissolve ~ are we prepared to face what is left there in the darkness? Have we befriended ourselves in the deep cavernous hidden places, where there is nothing left?

Who are we?
Why are we here?
What is left when it has all come undone?

With no bottom in sight…
Floating weightless, there you see a distant place where light glimmers on the surface
Can you see it?
Sparking like tiny diamonds way up above ~
stars twinkling, lighting up the blackness of night, telling tales of ancient times past ~
beckoning you to remember

Who are you?
Why are you here?

~ Reflections and musings from the Scorpionic Underworld
Captures sent to me yesterday from the 2016 archives of Talia Migliaccio in Icelandic Waters