The inevitable events of my life have been a series of profound
awakenings which have placed me within the alchemists crucible...
and I burn.
It is the choice of the Higher Self.
Blind to this at first and not understanding the transformative necessity of
this fire, I have been ignorantly attempting to dowse the flames.
It is the struggle of animal instinct
The water I sought to pour upon myself as a balm only causes the fire to
smoulder and smoke which stings the eyes and obscures the vision.
It is a lesson that must be learned.
The fire cannot be snuffed. Once lit, the conflagration can only be
delayed. And in the foolish attempt at delay is achieved only prolonged
agony.
It is the pain which purifies.
With honor and courage I will stand upon this crucible and embrace the
inferno of my soul and allow myself to be reduced to ash.
It is through surrender, a victory.
I will endure... and in the end what remains will be that which the fire cannot
destroy, that which all the power of the universe cannot consume.
It is truly, the philosopher’s stone.
~Gryphon M