I love fire. Always have.
A Passionate Embrace.
Cozy snowy days by the woodstove.
Well, not quite a Haiku’s traditional 5-7-5, but fire is still poetic. Fire is symbolic of so many things. Transformation, purification, life force, power, strength, destruction, rebirth, transcendence, inspiration, enlightenment.
Truth and Knowledge. Light and Heat. The Intellect and the Emotions.
“Baptism by Fire” restores primordial purity. An intermediary between the Source and all of us tiny Particles of Awareness.
Fire is a good visual representation of our emotions. Anger, I believe, is the most destructive – a raging inferno. Passion, the most inspirational, a slow intense burn. Love, a steady light. Life, the precious spark.
The blaze in the feature photo above represents that out-of-control burst of anger. Hatred. The stare of death.
While this image . . .
the steady, passionate burn of the heart. That electric heat, tingle of fire, with the brush of a lover’s hand. A slow, deep delicious kiss.
And there’s another image I truly love, from my background of being a health care provider – The Keeper of the Flame. I found this pin at a military surplus store. I was told it was a German medic’s pin. The hands delicately cradling that life force.
And here’s one, a story for another day, perhaps, of a long ago camping trip in the mountains of Colorado. The howling winds channeling through the mountain pass. Filling our eyes with smoke and ash as we reached for those life-giving flames.
But anger. Yes anger is the most destructive. A fire that can consume us. Destroy us physically and mentally. We might think it’s directed outward, but the amount of negative energy that burns within can kill. An insidious suicide.
As for that spiritual burn in all of us – don’t let that fire go out.