I would be curious how to mend the broken hero, and hope to find in
sowing a healing also. But to journey thru hope and fear, what trickery
is required: belief, trust, courage. These are things those heroes do
not easily expend, least of all upon themselves.
I find much truth in this, and relate strongly mainly because it nags at
me until I say, 'okay you are here, but what and where may that be'.
Things defy explanation not because I am looking, but because I cannot
with any honesty or self-respect deny them. Why would anyone believe me
if I said, 'this is not pessimism'?
On 7/11/2010 12:13 PM, Molly wrote:
There is a pattern in life that goes like this: if we are confronted
with a problem, want to know ourselves, or are looking for particular
meaning in life – and we take this into the contemplative space, hold
the question in our mind, dwell on it before sleep each night –
however we ask and continue to ask in silence - the answers to our
questions will eventually come to us. This pattern is age old, found
in ancient texts such as the bible “ask and ye shall receive, knock
and the door shall be opened to you,” Luke 11:9
"We have not even to risk the adventure alone, for the heroes of all
time have gone before us - the labyrinth is thoroughly known. We have
only to follow the thread of the hero path, and where we had thought
to find an abomination, we shall find a god; where we had thought to
slay another, we shall slay ourselves; where we had thought to travel
outward, we shall come to the center of our own existence. And where
we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world." Joseph
Campbell, The Hero with a Thousand Faces
I find these answers can come from anywhere, and often the most
unexpected places: a spam email, a Facebook post, a passing remark
from a stranger, and intimate disclosure from a loved one. Whatever
the source, the act of recognizing the answers we are given is
recognition of enduring fulfillment. We are recognizing spirit in
action, energy in motion, Divine Action. It can all occur in silence
within us, or be expressed in creativity, but it is always the
realization of the inner you. And in this kind of heroic discovery
you find that this inner you in fact is what governs your outer you.
What do YOU think?
