Author Archives: Robin P. Currie

Italian stuffed eggs – protection to create without restriction

As you prepare and eat these eggs, contemplate the wasp, the bee, and other stinging insects. The eggs ae your creation metaphor. The flying insects require absolute freedom–interfere and you will be stung. This is a warning for others and … Continue reading

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The Proverb of the Dragon

The inspiration for this piece came to me during the darkest hour of the night.  The Dragon roughly woke me and showed herself to me, in all her powerful glory.  She was a giant—awesome, and fierce.  I could smell the … Continue reading

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Restoration

The inspiration for this piece came to me at a time of great loss. My world had been shattered and my heart broken. Yet, as always, She brought me a story, and with it life began to return. It should … Continue reading

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Undine’s Embrace

The inspiration for this piece came to me in prayer.  As always, I sought.  And, as always, the Green Angel came to me. I wandered through the dense forest of my mind, bearing my sorrow and seeking the refuge of … Continue reading

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The Bear

The inspiration for this piece came to me in a dream, immediately following the new moon, and during the last wavespell of the tzolkin.  I learned of the perils of hesitation. The bear was mine.  He was docile, sweet, and … Continue reading

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Psalm 10 – Evil is a Man

The inspiration for this piece was elusive, as is the evil portrayed in the Psalm.  I searched my black heart, and there it was. He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages: in the secret places doth he murder … Continue reading

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Psalm 9 – Water and Blood

The inspiration for this piece came to me on the eve of winter, just before the full moon.  My world was.frozen, lifeless, and on a razor’s edge.  Paralyzed by the coldness in my bones, I struggled to cast.  Crushed by … Continue reading

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I Love

The inspiration for this piece did not come to me in the usual manner – complete and instantaneous.  Instead, I sensed it coming, I knew it was growing, and parts came to me in fragments, at odd times, and over … Continue reading

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Curses of Tara

The inspiration for this piece came to me in a flash.  Mercury had gone direct.  The Bodhisattva appeared to me as her wrathful selves.  She offered her teaching and urged me to call upon the darkness. Her skin is like … Continue reading

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My Soul is an Ocean

The inspiration for this piece came to me during hurricane season,  Fiona had passed by on its way to Canada, and Ian was approaching the Gulf.  Mercury was in retrograde and Jupiter was visible in the night sky.  It was … Continue reading

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