A Month of Written Devotion for Melek Ta’us, the Peacock Angel
Melek Ta’us has never shown a particularly comforting face to me. He’s always been the teacher of hard lessons, the kind of teacher who uses sarcasm and silence to motivate you to earn their approval.
That kind of motivation doesn’t work so well for me. It tends to make me resentful and stubborn, and dig my heels in, or walk away. And then spend the next several hours beating myself up for my failure–After all, didn’t the teacher/coach/trainer just show me how little I was worth, with sarcasm and silence?
I hope to know a different face of the angel. Or, perhaps, to see the love behind the hardness.
Or, maybe, if I’m very, very lucky… To value myself in spite of the scorn or silence of people I respect.
Ember’s doing it, too: MWD-Hope