“People didn’t realize it, but they needed myths to survive, just as much now as when their forebears were alive. Perhaps more. Mythology embodied the world’s dreams, helped to make sense of the great human problems. Just as the dreams of individuals exist to give subconscious support to their conscious lives, so do myths serve as society’s dreams. They uncover the dark, hidden places where mysteries dwell and can turn to nightmare if left untended. They make sense of injustice in archetypal terms. They give men and women a blueprint for how they may respond to success or failure, tragedy or joy.” ~ Charles de Lint
“I’m a writer and this is what I do no matter what name we put to it. Year by year, the world is turning into a darker and stranger place than any of us could want. This is the only thing I do that has potential to shine a little further than my immediate surroundings. For me, each story is a little candle held up to the dark of night, trying to illuminate the hope for a better world where we all respect and care for each other.” ~ Charles de Lint
Dark times are upon us, right? Without a doubt. So what does that mean for me, here, this morning, waiting for the Sun to rise? It means I gotta go to work soon, and all of this news perusing is mostly entertainment, for just a part of the day. I woke about 15 minutes before the alarms were set to go off. Opened my eyes to see Rosie the cat sitting before me, inches from my face, and she was in that classic regal Egyptian divine cat pose, bolt upright, seemingly with purpose. To me, when I am in a more magical state of mind, this indicates that the bruja has been visiting, or at least trying to. Rosie has my back. Just sayin’. I sometimes wonder how the bruja – or rather what she experiences when the cat is in her face. But she’s just a fantasy of mine, right? Nope. No more of a fantasy than Trump is. On an archetypal level he is a dark sorcerer, spinning energy, dark eddies, creating illusions that suit his purpose, whatever that may be. Seemingly all illusion, all imaginal slime, but there is a real man there doing it all. Sometimes magic is illusion-spinning. But not always. Not by a long shot. The bruja is here to show me the dark side of the Goddess. Ya gotta know both sides of the Goddess – light and dark – if you expect to know much of anything at all about her. This archetypal view of the Goddess is best suited to enhance my mental health. But there is a real woman doing all of this. It’s not a fight so much as it is a dance, and I make no effort to avoid stepping on her toes. Step on her toes to keep her on her toes, right? Geez, that is one clumsy metaphor. But it’ll hafta do for now. First light is coming up pretty good now. The bruja’s jest gonna hafta wait. I’ll be looking at the Light in the Goddess today, like I wrote about a few days ago. I’ve said enough now. Gotta get ready for work.
All is well. Goof gloriously.