The Loss of Our Personal Mythology
Myth, of all the words in our multilingual dictionaries, this very simple word is perhaps the most misunderstood word that ever existed. The word itself conjures up images, images of stories and ideas that hit us with such force in both the heart and the mind that we can be momentarily stunned, after the sting wears off however we mostly just brush the idea of a myth away as mere fables that were thought up to try and explain life and it many mysterious facets, stories that were not true but try to get some point across, a story that tries to teach us something. There are two definitions of myth that try to explain what exactly it is, the first definition (a traditional story, especially one concerning the early history of a people or explaining some natural or social phenomenon, and typically involving supernatural beings or events) provides us with an understanding of Myth but not really something we can relate to, we find that it’s not human enough, and the second definition confounds us even more, (a widely held but false belief or idea), it subversively tells us that myth is false, not even real, some story that was made up, a story that is held to even though it is false. Many cultures have given us great myths and stories, stories of perseverance, stories of strength, of change, of power and will, stories of mistakes and choices made wisely. I have found in my work as a psychotherapist, that the idea of myth and the power of the myth, the power of that story often elude us, we find that we can’t relate to it. We find that we externalize the qualities and elements of that story as something outside of ourselves, but the fact is, that every myth resides inside of us; all the collective myths of humanity ever told are played out in episodic dramas as though Shakespeare or Ovid penned them themselves.
The old adage "you wouldn't know good days if you didn't have bad ones", just wont cut it here, lets go a little deeper. So you are having a bad day, that's all it is. just a simple bad day, today is like a pieces of sand in an hourglass, try not to lose sight of all the other little pieces of sand, aren't we supposed to have bad days mixed in with the good days, we can't have one without the other, imagine a world with only light and no dark, only short and no tall, imagine a world with one color all day long, we live in a world of opposites, that is what makes our world unique and good and sometimes bad, we are what are called, "creatura", just lowly people who at times must suffer, you could look at today as a blessing, a time to put into place all the things we have talked about, meet this day with prayer and conviction, for the person in charge upstairs somehow offered you this day to practice with. We all must suffer somedays, from that there is no escape, using your religious beliefs as a canvas of thought, God's son couldn't even escape suffering, so why should you get a "get out of suffering free card", embrace the suffering we encounter from time to time, use it to practice, use it to build upon better and better versions of yourself.
Magic is all around us. Sometimes we have the eyes to see it; sometimes we do not. It is the core of what we label as "the numinous" and so it is bound up with our religious experiences as well.
Magic is afoot, God is alive.
God is alive, magic is afoot.
Magic never dies.
- Leonard Cohen
"Each morning when I awake like a scholar at his first class. I prepare a blank mind for the day, to write upon"
"The path and gateway have no meaning, once the objective is in site"
"You can’t step on the same piece of water twice"
"The sword cannot cut itself"
"Tie two birds together. And though they may have four (4) wings, they cannot fly"
"The tadpole loses it strength"
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