Womanrunes: The Veil. Rune of Mystery. Sound of silence. Revealing. Concealing. The Unknown. Not time for answers. The Wishing Rune. Isis Veiled or Unveiled.
What do you see when illusions fall away? When pretensions and old habits crumble to dust? Mystery. Shrouded. Waiting. Concealed. Do you have enough strength to pull back the curtain? Can you gaze into the heart of mystery? To look at what lies in wait. What has been concealed, hidden, put away for so long. What have you hidden? What do you keep concealed? What do you veil from the world?
Some things belong to the sacred mystery, never able to be confronted directly. Can you hold the space for the ever-unknown as well? For not knowing. For no answers. Can you hold the hope for that?
What is happening in your inner temple? What remains when everything you don’t need has fallen away? What will you see when you drop the curtain and fully examine your own life? What hope waits in shadows? What love is veiled? What are you seeking? This stone reminds us that sometimes the answers we seek can seem hidden from view. And, that the guidance we seek, the questions we ask, may be met with silence. Silence is sacred and within it rests infinite possibility.
Take a deep breath and wait. That which is concealed will be revealed. That which is unknown will become known. That which is unanswered will become answered. And…arising in an endless chain will be new questions, new mysteries, and new possibilities…waiting behind the curtain.
Make a wish. Make a wish. It is time to find your answers in that which is unknown.
What is fuzzy, out of focus, distant, shrouded, glazed, covered, secretive, lurking, dancing around the edges of your vision, dancing around the edges of your consciousness, and dancing delicately through your dreams? What is that? What is that? Lift the curtain.
Update: this project evolved into a real book!
The first post in my Womanrunes series is available here and all others here.The runes and the names of them come from Shekhinah Mountainwater’s Womanrunes system for which there are no written interpretations available other than the name and one word meanings. I’m engaging in a semi-daily practice of drawing one and then going down to the woods with it to see what it “tells” me–basically, creating what I wish I had, which is a more developed interpretation of the meaning of each womanrunestone.
The same day I did this recording, I stopped by the blackberries to try to pick enough for another cobbler. Each mission to the blackberry brambles feels like a holy mission and something to be overcome. Once again, I triumphed and cobbler was my sweet reward. However, as I staggered sweatily back into the house with my cell phone that had actually shut down because it became too hot on my holy mission, I tried to open my door while holding the berries and my womanrune stone and my phone and I dropped the phone and the stone (saved the berries, of course. Holy mission after all.) The stone bounced and hit a crack in the porch and then turned on its side and slipped from view, down, down, down underneath the porch now. This felt like of like a little cosmic pun: What was that you were saying about ‘what is hidden from view?’ I’m out of here! Concealed once more…
I think I’ve mentioned this already, but if not…I totally love this series of yours on Womanrunes! 🙂 Blessings!