More "Committee" Introductions - SoulCollage

White Fish. I am the one inhaling & sifting all currents, expelling pollutants, ingesting the nutrients then offering them, blunt & raw, for your nourishment. I am your guide down to and in the depths. I keep your place here, & I am the guardian of your trust. The Mediator. I am she who washes your heart clean of blame & bitterness, renewing your balance, & joining the hands of all you are in the collective circle of one. The Poet/Scribe. I am your essence, your DNA core, from skeleton to sinew to blood. I am the language and expression of your very breath, and your truest source of undiluted joy. I. Am. You. The Undeserving Sideliner. I am the one distorting your external belonging, disassociating you from welcome, the carnival glass in your mirrors & windows. Exposure exacts punishment - there is familiar safety behind the veil of isolation.

The image for the white fish card SCREAMED at me from the magazine page. It was not in the smallest way what I thought would find me for this card, and seeing it, recognizing it, caused me anguish, made me actually flinch. White Fish on a cutting board, filleted, nearby knife? But that's exactly what White Fish does for me -- break down the b.s., the distractions, the mental denial, and feed me back The True Ingredients, raw & salty & still alive with pulse & currents. It's true, it's what I do to this part of myself -- cut it apart and feed on it, with absolute trust. How wondrous that it's there, within me, that strong, that astute, & that self-sacrificing! Lesson: the images may shock, offend, hurt me, but there is a REASON. Go forward; find the reason.