Shakti Rising
Dance of Shadow and Light on the Goddess Path.
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@angelikakollin
Vulnerability is a hard ground to stand on. You have to balance the externals while still holding soft hands for yourself within it. It is one of those emotional terrains that demands a filigree of delicate participation. The edges between too much and too little are so subtle, so whisper-tuned, that missteps are inevitable. Out of self-preservation, many choose to err on the side of caution, closing themselves off and growing thorns.
But what is this self we are so eager to protect? Perhaps it is the tender rosebud - fragile, yes, yet also the promise of full blossom, a plant that returns faithfully with the rhythm of seasons.
In Sufi poetry, the rose often symbolizes our soul’s yearning and the ache of being alive. And maybe that’s exactly what the call to be vulnerable leads us to: more aliveness, a deeper capacity to experience this mysterious existence and our response to it. It becomes a step-by-step ladder of our growth into the fullness of Self - not through isolation, but through the courage of making ourselves visible to others.
Perhaps this is our soul’s deepest yearning, the healing we seek.
Claudine and Roses
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@angelikakollin
It’s very human to grieve not only a person, but also the rituals of connection that once created a sense of belonging. The way two lives were gently woven together, day by day, through small gestures. Little symbols of care. The everyday intimacies that mattered more than they seemed at the time.
Allow yourself to grieve these rituals, too, because grieving them honors just how important they truly were.
the river is everywhere
2018
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@angelikakollin
“Heaven is nothing other than a revelation of the Eternal One, where everything works and wills in silent love.”
Jakob Böhme (The Supersensual Life, 1624)
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@angelikakollin
I am all that hath been, and is, and shall be; and my veil no mortal has hitherto raised.
Inscribed at the base of an ancient Egyptian statue of the Goddess Isis
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@hadi1370
When two people love each other and become one, it’s a sign of the universe’s true unity—when nothing exists but love.
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@angelikakollin
How much of our precious time
slips away in the fear of being
Too Much
or
Not Enough.
I grieve together with these parts of myself,
and at the same time,
I am deeply grateful to them -
for they are wisely leading me
to the Self I always was
beneath the story.
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At the heart of chaos, there is always an inner sanctum - a space that always was and always will be: our heart.
Honored and deeply grateful to @sunnysangwan for curating my piece SANCTUM for the upcoming Superchief event at NFT LA. It's a privilege to share this work among other powerful creative voices.
Sanctum I 2020
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@angelikakollin
When you go into the mountains at sunrise, and you know the spots, you sometimes come across Sangomas—traditional healers—already deep in their morning prayers to the ancestors.
I didn’t film them, because they were in the middle of something sacred, and I didn’t want to interfere by asking for permission
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