Gestare Art Collective

Dark Moon MA 'dea regeneratrix'

Monday August 21, 2017

The 'dea regeneratrix' or the goddess of death and new life. Stiff and frozen pose, often this type of figurine is mostly found in graves to regenerate life. The forearms lie horizontally over the breast and the hands often touch the elbows, symbolizing the closed circle of life. Often the arms hang flat and still alongside the body. Mouth and eyes are closed.

Black still standing lady, eyes closed, no mouth, she no longer breathes. She is found in "Sanctuary of the Leopards' Catal Hoyuk Turkey (6000-5500 BC).

The practice date fell on the auspicious occasion of a total solar eclipse visible across North America on August 21, 2017, the first since 1979. The intent of death and new life in this pose echoing in the celestial event as our world fell into shadow waiting for the moment of regeneration.

That day all along the path of the eclipse, skies darkened perceptibly making it easy to understand how strange and fearful this would have been for cultures whose lives were marked by the cycling of the seasons and messages from the cosmos.

The earliest indications of man paying attention to solar eclipse events were markings made by tomb builders of 3340 BCE on stones near the tomb known as Loughcrew, Ireland. The ancient Chinese believed a dragon was eating the sun and that making a loud banging noise they would scare it away and save the Emperor.

Medwyn's Pose

Witnessing the eclipse on my way through the Rocky Mountains the road led me down through the foothills onto the plains to find embrace in the soft undulations of land in the Ghost River Valley. A retreat place for inquiry and devotional practice was home for the next four days.

It had been a long drive and I welcomed the opportunity to sink into the Dea Regeneratrix pose at first standing with my arms hanging down beside my body, then prone with my arms folded across my ribcage. Eyes and mouth closed my breath shallow through my nostrils, the quiet still space of death fell over me. I was aware of a certain relief as I released all the tension in my body down into the ground beneath me feeling the welcoming earth ready with arms outstretched for my final rest. Such a peaceful state, deep into non-cognitive other consciousness. I sensed the waters washing the thoughts from my mind as the river flowing beside me soothed and cleansed me. In stillness I waited resisting the illusion of manmade time/space as the measure of my death rest.

I became aware of the sun warming me, bringing me back and a stirring began deep in my sacrum, the stirring of life. These last months since the MA Grieving pose of late May have been a time of change and turmoil, hard decisions, grief and loss, a time of hope for renewal, and this retreat place was offering me an in-between space to contemplate the nature of my regeneration. My ears began to hear a different sound in the river, the gurgling of tumbling stones as the water ran shallow around the curve towards the still pond below. Sounds of living green beings around me drew me up into the desire for life, the river called me to a blessing and I walked down, took off my shoes, waded in the cool pool, dipping my hands into the sacred waters receiving their touch on my face as a blessing for my regeneration. Leaving the river returning up the hill to join the other human beings, I carried a lightness within me, gratitude for the gifts of MA.

 

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