fears fire

It was last Halloween, ironically, when I posted about facing my fears. I've held onto that fear-collage for almost six months now and it just occurred to me that I no longer want the visualization of my fears hanging around, taking up space and energy in my world. So, I decided to burn it, fully conscious of the significance and efficacy of that act, as fire destroys, purifies, transforms, and finalizes.

Here is my collage, awaiting its transmutation:



I tore the collage and placed the pieces in a clay pot where I set them on fire and watched them slowly burn to ash.











While it wasn't some sort of exalted experience, it was a significant one. It feels as if, even in a small way, I've allowed myself to release something of my fears, and that's worth alot.