As White Mirror, we use this raw indigenous remembrance to allow dismantling of non-physical constraints in our lives. We aren’t going to literally be raised lifeless to god, but we are going to feel our hearts freed through fearlessness, through extraction of obstacle and the trust that there is more than this corporal moment. We extend our faith to the sky while feeling the firmest foundation of many tiers of stone settled beneath us. We use this dynamic duality of earth, air to be truly extended between – out of our comfort zone, certainly, but still in sacred space. The White Mirror time – a day, wavespell or entire incarnation – lives in the stillness of a positive rupture, the anticipation of necessary change inviting unimagined liberation. In psycho-spiritual terms, it’s an ego death. We are offered to the gods in an abrupt violence the ego can’t fathom or keep in its hold.

The sacrifice, then, is merely of the ego, and yet the ego continues its assertion that it is seminal, dominant and if it dies we are dust. White Mirror destroys the ego’s will to be singular and separate by circling us back to the realization that we are reflections of one another, not apart, and more similar than different. And more than mirroring each other, we mirror the divine. When we are metaphorically laid out on cold stone, hearts offered to god, the priest shows all that our love center, the organ of warmth and sustaining life, is our own piece of heaven. We use White Mirror to turn the sheen of our surface existence to the sun, reflecting more of its light and heat.