Michaela Foster Marsh

The hunter needs to keep the element of pursuit on his part; otherwise, the love interest or object of desire holds no appeal. As soon as the object of desire moves in closer and makes demands emotionally, the hunt is over and he is already on the move-"now you see him, now you don't." He's run off into the forest in search of another catch.

Competitive by nature, he is only interested in the biggest catch, the most desirable object in his surroundings, the one that all the other competitors are talking about back at the lodge.

The love interest may be convinced that the hunter's pride is fully attached to them. More often than not, his pride is actually attached to how revered the catch is by the other competitors. If the catch is made too easy, or is slighted in some way by his fellow companions, he will view it with contempt, and the prey will no longer have appeal?\it was meant to win him approval from his peers.

The hunter has a discriminating eye. If the object of his desire shows imperfections along the way, he can quickly be put off. His interest is in obtaining short-lived beauty and perfection, and subconsciously he is aware of this side of his nature. Therefore, he will always foster his peripheral vision. Don't be fooled into believing you're the only one.

The hunter needs the chase to make him feel alive. Highly intuitive, he knows exactly how to play the seduction game. Like a leaf in search of sunlight he is imperceptible as he roams, considering the next catch and the maneuvers necessary. He can seem unrehearsed and easily portrays an enigmatic self. He is never above lies or deceit; they are simply techniques mastered, then employed, when he wants something, and he is used to getting what he wants.

The hunter possesses a large appetite for pleasure and games that satisfy his ego, the underdeveloped side of his nature. When in heavy pursuit, he can delude himself into believing that he is in love and that this one will be different, that he will finally be able to commit himself to a relationship. In fact, he has no interest in that kind of soul work, or the demands that that level of commitment entails. He avoids learning and remains childlike. Relationships are there to service his ego. The catch, the chase the unpredictable fates. These are what keep his attention.

As long as the object is just within reach, rest assured: he's on the prowl. Should the desired one be overwhelmed by the charm of the hunter, or fall in love with him, the game is over. It is likely that he will become depressed at this point and quickly look for a replacement.

The hunter will only show his vulnerability if he feels it is a necessary part of the seduction game.

In his growth toward love, the narcissistic hunter can be the most difficult, and the slowest to learn.

If he is not careful, the one he eventually tries to love will become the casualty of his own competitive nature, or, as was the case with Orion and Artemis, he will become the casualty of an equally skilled huntress.

The handsome hunter of virgin goddesses; a womanizer, vain, narcissistic and self centered. He suffers from an overwhelming sense of abandonment, being left alone with his eggshell ego. Deep down feeling ill-equipped for emotional survival; not up to the challenge of life. Threatened by anxiety he feels consumed by the largeness of life itself. Living out of phase and behind his peers, he is unable to progress to the second part of life through fear. The vicissitudes of life hold such phantasmagoric fears that they are avoided at all cost, unable to leave behind the infantile fixations, they remain unexorcised. Orion never completes the passage into adulthood. Futile, he stands grandiose as the gate keeper of the universe, permanently at the threshold of transformation. Sadly he is too ignorant to realize that he has simply become a passageway for others to enter into a spiritual realm and shed the old self in order that new life, higher purpose and meaning can be given to them.

In order for Orion to advance he must submit to disappear into the unconscious, the grave of the underworld and allow his past to die. Death of the old self is the challenge. The requirement is that of the hero's journey.

As psychically robust as Orion was, he did not possess the emotional courage to cross the threshold; he never visited the belly of the whale, sat in the garden of Gethsemane, experienced a personal crucifixion, the dark night of the soul, or walked with Persephone in the underworld. Complete, these overwhelming rites of passage amount to a dieing and rebirth, then return and reintegration into society. Unfortunately Orion never completed a rite of passage and simply stands alone, as the gatekeeper of the universe, in liminality for eternity, put there by a blunder- an apparent merest chance; an unexpected deadly arrow formed by one of his lovers; Artemis. Artemis placing him among the stars immortalized him forever but although immortality might have seemed like a good idea or a gift from the gods at the time, it certainly had its draw backs. From the wasteland that had become Orion's life, he was called to transformation, unwittingly by a Goddess. Placed amongst the stars, alone he was actually given the psychological landscape necessary for potential growth. However, he refused to heed the call. Instead he became a victim of his own perceived divinity. The way to his own liminal gate lost forever; clinging to himself, locked in his own distorted psyche, feeling like a god himself, in total control of his own present system, spellbound by his infantile ego. God, the power that could destroy his egocentric system would never annihilate the hell that was of his own making. Ironically Orion could have found himself at the hand of the cosmetic surgeon time and time again, following the false illusions of youth, filling the emptiness of his soul, but the cosmic surgeon, who had the true power to fill his soul for eternity, was never called upon .So, Orion remains with us as a constellation in the sky, a guide to the eternal kingdom, reminding us of the need to grow beyond the self imposed boundaries left over from the kinder garden, to challenge ourselves to take the hero's journey, to die and be reborn by visiting the dark night of the soul, the unconscious parts of our psyche and in so doing find the highest ideal of ourselves, and our own god within. Least we should become mere gatekeepers of our own lives, standing guard at the gateway of our unfulfilled life's, afraid to open the gate and embrace the most hidden aspects of ourselves and in so doing find there amongst the shadows the most beautiful spiritual expression of ourselves, our own truths.