203. FALLING INTO THE RED

The Red (6r) is dissociation, falling into the trance that takes you away from what is happening.

Oregon (3) writes:

Once you look back into The Red Mirror you will return home again. The Portal is there, for us to return. Into the deep Red Wandering, Red Mist, Red Rain, Red Smoke that swirls slowly as in a dream. A Red Dream. The Red hums the song, hums the tone, ringing in waves through and through, turning everything to Red. Walk back into the Dream, back into the Light, Rose Red Light. Swallows you up, closes behind you, enfolds you into the Red, Red drumming, a Red, Red Humming. Go back, go back. Deeper and deeper into the Red. Fall into its giving. Into its easing. Fall back laughing in silent tears. The Body falls silently. The Red like shiny and satin sheets sink and then fluff. The Red, Red Dream is the Red, Red Mirror, is the drawing of your cord. The slow knot pulling, a gentle ease slipping. A slow red dream a slow red sinking. The sleep comes in red, in dreaming. Dream on and back into the Red, Red Humming.

Behind, beneath and from Bone Bruised (6mf) sits The Red. The red that Bone Bruised poured out into the mirror she stared into for so many years. The Red hid the shadows, the forms in the dark Bone Bruised did not want to see. Red poured into the glass before her and red poured beneath her feet, to flow freely down, down, down.

Red forms the gauze, the veil between her eyes and the world out there. Red is the sheer threads billowing in the wind, flowing up and filling up with air and wind. And red is The Light.

Red is the murderous Rage.

Red is the blooding, the wound’s red running.

Red is the river that runs beneath this Bridge of Silence.

Red is the headdress she wore, crowning her queen of all Childes, not just a fairy princess in pretty pink dress, but queen most precious of all the Childes.

Just look in the red mirror and you will find her, neath the Bone Bruised and Childe of Blue (6mf), past Voice-Mercury (6mf) and Steel of Ivory (6mf), past the Brain (6mf), beyond our Will (6mf) and finding Place (6mf).

The Red underlies everything, is the one thing that can bring all of us together. The Red is the remembering, the memories of who we are and what happened to us. And Red is the light we move towards. Red is the Center we once passed through, so quickly. And Red will be the end we seek.