Fishing in the Light
I spotted this lady fishing in a fresh water shallow lake behind the condo community. She is fishing for food, obviously. And that food is underwater. Makes me think of how we descend into the unconscious to grow our soul (paraphrasing Michael Meade) on a cyclical basis the same cycle as that of the planet as it heads from day to night and back to day. To stay too long in the light shrivels the self; to stay to long and the self gets absorbed into the larger collective unconscious. There is a lot to be learned from the stories of the First Nations Tribes of the Americas when one wants to move to balance between light and darkness, between this world and the inner world.