An octopus holds me tight in her embrace. My feeling here is intense pain and a profound sadness. Why? Has love shaman who looks at me and discovered the octopus, the question is whether the octopus represents a threat or a protection for me?
Indeed, their role is ambivalent, the octopus is both for me, answered that question for me is clearly ambiguous. What does that mean? I realize that the octopus is a symbolic guard, which I myself have created and put in office. This essence embodies a basic idea, which I indulge in an idea, a theoretical construct that is associated with certain feelings and sensations. The octopus had used me to protect me from a realization that I still do not have to endure. Aha, this may sound a little slant? At least that's the answer that sounds out of me. So I want to trace.
For many months already I'm thinking about my love affairs. My feeling now is that here is a link. For some time I'm without a partner, fall in love but now and then. The then felt love goes far beyond what I feel is appropriate or adequate. I observe that although sometimes at other, it feels but also with them for me as an observer, not "right" to. What happens in such a case?
is for me it is just as heartfelt, deep, hidden as held sense of self-depreciation in value and function of the counterpart, from the outside, which is now becoming clearer. My secret idea is probably that I better, more valuable, but I am myself and I can actually feel myself when I go to connect with another human being. I like to merge with the other, for otherwise there would be - and this is now clear to me - the "danger" that I myself really and truly discover - and who knows then what happens ... Certainly this is an idea that scares me. And herein lies the reason that I have used on a level beyond the daily consciousness of the octopus as a guard to protect me from a knowledge that I will not hasten hastily, for it is enormous and changed my life.
So I'm like lost in the other me away, but not out of the feeling of being so much of it overflowing, but out of fear and a distraction from my perceived as flawed perfection. I have deceived myself so, the men, however, have recently smelled a rat more often, sometimes unconsciously. In everyday life the way I was independently, and have lived my mainly to compensate male, active, and dominant aspects. The octopus has me secretly held protectively caught before new insight into the idea that I heal in the not me, definitely not, I am perfect, and that I have the opposite need is what my supplements, so I safe, happy and fulfilled can be. An old, old story is that, and it is the story of many women and men.
Now I am ready to play my own perfection to unlock the treasure within myself and to enter my paradise. But before I celebrate a party with the giant octopus - and we will es so richtig krachen lassen! Die große Traurigkeit, die ich in der Umarmung der Krake empfunden hatte, so wird mir jetzt auch klar, war nicht etwa begründet in meiner derzeitigen Situation als Alleinstehende, sondern es war die abgrundtiefe Traurigkeit meiner Seele darüber, dass ich ihr nicht zuhöre und sie immer noch nicht voll integriere und lebe.
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