This most illustrious goddess is the first one I fell in
love with, no matter how wrong that may be. It meant that I could not engage in
mortal love for quite some time. Never the less she has guided me in my
chemogenetic descents to the underworld and made me a stronger, more fully
enlightened human being and shaman, my own rainbow. She is the symbol of my
anima and represents all otherness and inbetweeness. There was a time when I
projected her onto certain women in my life but realise now that these females
are perfect as they are, doing what they should be doing, so I must do what I
need to do and believe only in the great mother, the triumvirate of which
Inanna is one aspect.
Queen Inanna’s descent into the underworld is a tale of
initiation into the mysteries of the occult and represents the spiritual
struggle of both pleasure and pain with this mortal coil and the ethereal
mirror of which we are a part. The descent is essentially a crucifixion story
that embraces the balance of our own true nature, both dark and light, two
thousand to three thousand years before Christ.
Inanna’s descent to Erishkigal’s kingdom and ascendance to
the Sumerland arguably symbolises the transcendence of consciousness in
humanity and the concept of self-knowledge not hypocrisised by monotheism but
distinctly Pagan in nature. I find her struggle to be a representation of
symbolic esoteric sorcery, not only inspirational but a metaphor for my astral
adventures in the otherworld.
