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THE MAGICIAN – A Poem about the Male Magician Archetype


I am the Magician


A wizard, a shaman, a priest, a prophet


Some people say I am the New Entrepreneur


For I bring conscious innovation, wisdom, and light into the world


For me, life is limitless, possibilities are endless, potential is infinite


I devour human problems


Each problem seen as a doorway to transformation


A passage home into perfection


For years I searched, yearning for truth


I read scriptures, books, bibles, and things


I explored mountains, rivers, lakes, and trees


I sacrificed my body, attempted to transcended my mind


But why this search


For selfish knowledge, superiority, arrogance


To be seen as the greatest, intelligent, different, separated


An escape, an adventure, running deeper into drama


My brain got strong, my body weak


My persona in conflict, my soul was lost


My behaviour unbalanced, erratic, selfish, manipulating


At times I wanted to disappear from this world, to hide myself


To cast a spell and be gone forever


Stop!


The magic is not out there in the books, the ashram, the forest


The hiding, the running, the striving, the searching


My magic lies in my weakness, my aches, my pains, my shadows


My vulnerability is the doorway to acceptance


A deep black hole of relief


Falling deeper into the hole, deeper into self-acceptance


The wounds of the past come forth, transparent


The shame, the guilt, the anger, the fear


I stand at the edge of death, surrendering to you


The initiation is done


My greatest gift is to trust


Trust the voice inside of my soul


The intuition of my heart


The deep message of stillness


From this place I am the master navigator


Navigating through inner and outer worlds


I carry infinite strength and power


Breaking down the doors of dual perception


Life is my playground, a dance of fun


In you I see potential


In you I see transformation


In you I see me


Now I am the loyal advisor to my King


His senses belong to me


I listen for his direction from that Sacred Stillness


I gain clarity through the eyes of another brother


The touch of the grass


The smell of the ocean


The taste of honey


For I am the Magician


Craig White

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