Armadillo Girdled Lizard (Ouroborus cataphractus), HE BITE HIM OWN TAIL!!! (defensive position), family Cordylidae, West Coast, South Africa
photograph by MOC Reptiles (@mocreptiles)
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These images of circles and circling, revolving around a great center he names God, it makes me think of the cathedral labyrinths of Europe. Or the ancient spiral glyphs carved into rocks and cave faces. I see the circling pathway around some secret center. The road can be bewildering, twisting and turning, keeping us disoriented and uncertain of how near we are, but ever moving inward.
And that courageous line –
I may not ever complete the last one,
but I give myself to it.
We walk the winding path, not out of certainty, but because it is the only path worth walking. Walking that road, quietly, with attention, one foot in front of the other, becomes meditation. It becomes worship. Each ring, whether near or far, is a layer of our lives that is blessed by our passing through it.
Walking the circling path is not only the way to the center, it is actually part of the center. We learn to participate in the center by first walking the path. Obsession with the destination becomes an impediment to reaching it. Instead, by patiently inhabiting each step, we discover the center in ourselves... and our feet naturally end up there, as well.
We walk with our whole selves –
and I still don't know: am I a falcon,
a storm, or a great song?
On this roundabout road to God, we question our own nature. We encounter the mystery of self. Who and what are we really? Ultimately, it is in that questioning of a self that eludes definition where we find the still center.
The quieter we are, the more patient and open we are in our sadnesses, the more deeply and serenely the new presence can enter us, and the more we can make it our own, the more it becomes our fate; and later on, when it "happens" (that is, steps forth out of us to other people), we will feel related and close to it in our innermost being. And that is necessary. It is necessary - and toward this point our development will move, little by little - that nothing alien happen to us, but only what has long been our own. People have already had to rethink so many concepts of motion; and they will also gradually come to realize that what we call fate does not come into us from the outside, but emerges from us. It is only because so many people have not absorbed and transformed their fates while they were living in them that they have not realized what was emerging from them; it was so alien to them that, in their confusion and fear, they thought it must have entered them at the very moment they became aware of it, for they swore they had never before found anything like that inside them. Just as people for a long time had a wrong idea about the sun's motion, they are even now wrong about the motion of what is to come. The future stands still, dear Mr. Kappus, but we move in infinite space.
Ich lebe mein Leben in wachsenden Ringen,
die sich über die Dinge ziehn.
Ich werde den letzten vielleicht nicht vollbringen,
aber versuchen will ich ihn.
Ich kreise um Gott, um den uralten Turm,
und ich kreise jahrtausendelang;
und ich weiß noch nicht: bin ich ein Falke, ein Sturm
oder ein großer Gesang.
I live my life in widening circles (set me free)
Starry Night (Vincent van Gogh), Widening Circles by Rainer Maria Rilke (tr. Joanna Macy), Commentary by Ivan M. Granger, The Chartres Cathedral Labyrinth, Ouroboros, 1760 (a photograph by Granger), question mark symbol in Armenian, 지민 (Jimin) 'Set Me Free Pt.2', Letters to a Young Poet (by Rainer Maria Rilke), Ich lebe mein Leben in wachsenden Ringen (by Rainer Maria Rilke)
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Armadillo Girdled Lizard (Ouroborus cataphractus), he bite him own tail, family Cordylidae, West Coast, South Africa
photograph by Chad Keates
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As a nerd of northern mythology…I was so excited seeing this in the finale of Loki:
We are talking about Yggdrasil, the World Tree. This connects the nine worlds, including Asgard and Migdard aka our Earth. In Norse mythology, the universe consists of nine worlds. Yggdrasil carries these nine worlds and connects heaven, earth and the underworld. I think it also represents all the characters.
In historical myths it basically goes like this. First is obviously Asgard, then Vanaheim which it’s place and the 'Wanen' stands for nature, art and fertility, then Alfheim, home of light-elves and beauty, healing and magic, then Midgard, which is our earth, then there’s Jötunheim, home of the frost and rock giants and complete chaos, then Muspelheim home of fire giants (a giant from there destroyed the world during Ragnarök), then Svartalfheim, a very dark world, home of dwarves and gnomes who’re blacksmiths, then Nilfheim, the realm of ice, fog and darkness (Hel, daughter of Loki, lives there) and then at last Helheim. Helheim is the subterranean realm of the dead. This is where the dead who did not die in battle but from illness or old age went, those who don’t go to Walhalla come here. You can’t come back from this place.
In some ways they also represent the characters (if we look past canon of these places and only take this into account) but I am not sure if I am satisfied with my arrangement yet...
Loki - Asgard
Mobius - Midgard
Sylvie - Muspelheim or Alfheim
Hunter B 15 - Alfheim or Vanaheim
Ravona Renslayer - Nilfheim
Ouroboros - Svartalfheim
He Who Remains - Helheim
Miss Minutes - Jötunheim
The concept of Yggdrasil was already established in Thor; however, Loki puts the crown on the whole thing, as Yggdrasil now also represents the entire multiverse. So it could also just be a nod to the whole thing and I just interpret things for fun. I would love to hear more interpretations though.
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