The Greeks told myths because it was easier than telling hard lessons to blind men. Stories capture our attention as whispers in a church. They break our boundaries and lull us into understanding because they speak in common images we see every day. They elevate the mundane to magic and in that transformation understanding is imparted to even the dullest of minds. We succumb because we make the mistake of believing a story isn’t real. Yet everything about a story, a myth, a metaphor is in a sense real. Because it’s not about the story, in the end. It’s about the information it delivers to the attentive ear. That little bit of knowing in tight corners is always real.
Translating life is a kind of storyteller’s trick, though it seems complicated. Death is a big ball of fire when looked at from a lover’s heart, but for the storyteller it is a page turning moment. The spot where the hero finds a boat and steps in for destinies unknown. Daydreamers are life’s minstrels. They spin a world we can understand when faced with endless events in our “real” world that make no sense at all.
Blessed are the myth makers. They breath a rich life into a chaotic world.
This is a work in progress from The Writer’s Church workshop, Boulder, CO. Hosted by Marj Hahne
4 thoughts on “Myth Makers”
I love this writing. Thank you for sharing. “Myths” are more “real” than most of what we view as important because myths transcend time and cultures whereas civilizations come and go.
Thank you, my friend for the post. I love myths, metaphors and curious tales. They really do take us out of ourselves and our resistance to change and show us truths we might. It otherwise have seen. Namaste and happy Friday.
Great piece. I used to dislike myths, but came to appreciate them as I got older. Ultimately, whatever vehicle is necessary to help one find peace – go for it.
If you consider the beautiful stories you post on your blog, all clearly based on facts, you can’t help but see common tales of human existence woven into each one. They are true, but they carry the same myth messages of old. Loss, betrayal, love, determination, building and destroying, hope, mystery and much humor. We are all part of a tale of some kind or another, aren’t we?