Something on my mind
Breaking open doors I had sealed up before
Something on my mind
Makes me run when I thought I’d run too far
Somebody shaking my tree
Maybe that somebody is me
I’m standing in the light but I’m making a break for the shadows
On the cinema wall
They should be mine but I’m not that tall
Now I’m saying that in private
If I had a car I’d drive it
I’m looking for cracks in the pavement(I’m Looking For) Cracks in the Pavement – Duran Duran
Seven and the Ragged Tiger – 1983
The big question covering this lady, The Empress or Mother is, why is her song lyric about insanity? It would appear strange that nurturing & lunacy should be attached. Maybe it’s because pregnant women are said to be a bit batty! I doubt it. That excuse is a little weak. I am using modern popular songs that reflect the psyche now, rather than in another (possibly) more glorious age.
Unfortunately, one of the drawbacks of our modern world is that man (that includes woman) has great difficulties expressing his nurturing aspects. Great doors & walls have been placed around our feminine selves which makes it hard for us to take a seed of an idea, plant it, tend & nurture it and finally present the idea for creation. But at least the fellow in this song is aware of his potential. Although he sadly doesn’t feel that he could be quite that grand. So he is just left looking for some way out – but from where, to where?
Our Mother is shown tending her field of flowers which represent the ideas or children she nurtures. She is shown as being able to watch over a very large amount of flowers, as they grow to the point where each may be picked and passed into the world of “reality”.
As a Mother, this image does not only relate to, or mean, women. Women do have babies but men are also able to nurture people and ideas. This is an important process because, without it, nothing new could be dreamed, thought & created.
The Mother gives the baby form initially in her womb, then over the first years of life when it is helpless. She also knows that everything is part of the cycle of birth, death, and rebirth. She knows that she shares her garden with the reaper. All life has a balance or it won’t grow properly and will become a problem (or plain evil) as it tries to take more than it gives.
Mother. Femininity. Caring. Growth of ideas in the situation. The cycle of birth and re-birth. New inspiration. Project about to move to the world of reality.