Even though I drew this, there are days when I can't tell if she's being swallowed, pushing herself out of the lion's mouth, or if it's all just an act.
In Balinese myth, a big moon faced ogre swallows the moon goddess each month until she's a sliver of light and hope, but he never succeeds entirely, because he only has a head. She always emerges, serene and beautiful, with a knowing little smile. It's something to aspire to--outwitting the ogres, knowing where the lions are-- don't you think?
Musical confluence--Wondering Where the Lions Are by brilliant Bruce Cockburn
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