Musing - November 6, 2016

In an effort to have an election free day, I attended a women's retreat and was rewarded far beyond that hope. There were various practitioners and a structure that lead me into Greek mythology in my exploration of how to bring more yin energy into the world.

First the Siren's whose song calls sailors to their deaths on their shoals. And after reading Margaret Atwood's poem below made me realize that earth has Siren Songs that have called us to feast on her fruits to the point where we are gorged with consuming and she depleted. Quite a sad image ... but then the myth goes on that there was a contest between the Sirens and the Muses and the Muses won, thank goodness. Sirens became white rocks in the sea.

And as for the Muses and bringing more yin into the world, that remains to be seen...

Siren Song

                                                  This is the one song everyone

                                                  would like to learn: the song

                                                  that is irresistible: the song 

                                                  that forces men

                                                  to leap overboard in squadrons

                                                  even though they see the beached skulls

                                                  the song nobody know

                                                  because anyone who has heard it

                                                  is dead, and the others can't remember.

                                                   Shall I tell you the secret

                                                   and if I do will you get me

                                                   out of this bird suit?

                                                   I don't enjoy it here

                                                   squatting on this island

                                                   looking picturesque and mythical

                                                   with these two feathered maniacs.

                                                   I don't enjoy singing

                                                   this trio, fatal and valuable.

                                                   I will tell the secret to you,

                                                   to you, only to you.

                                                   Come closer. This song

                                                    is a cry for help: Help me!

                                                    Only you, only you can

                                                    you are unique

                                                    at last. Alas

                                                    it is a boring song

                                                    but it works every time.