Crab Apple: The Desire to Cleanse

Crab Apple is the weather of something feels wrong in me.

The weather

Traditional interpretations say the cleanser, shame of the self, obsession with the small impurity. It can look like high standards. It is often a war on being a body. This is not a page about eating or ritual purity as medicine. Those need humans who are qualified.

Beside the profile

Crab Apple already lives in this house as a profile: “The cleanser.” Shame of the body, a sense of being stained, the need to scrub what will not scrub. Mood language for self-disgust. Not a treatment for body-image or illness. Bach filed it under Despondency or despair — for those in despondency or despair. The profile is the door. This essay is a longer walk around the same weather. Neither is a diagnosis, a product, or a treatment plan.

Purity is a poor god. It never finishes.

A takeaway

If the urge to cleanse is a metaphor — a messy desk, a messy week — clean one square foot and stop. If it is a war on the body, get qualified help. Do not take spiritual advice from a speck.

Readers exploring this theme may also find neighbouring rooms interesting. Similar weather across traditions is not proof that one system explains another.