Restoring Nature’s Divinity
Joy at the smallest things comes to you only when you have accepted death…
Therefore I behold death, since it teaches me how to live.
If you accept death, it is altogether like a frosty night and an anxious misgiving, but a frosty night in a vineyard full of sweet grapes. You will soon take pleasure in your wealth. Death ripens. One needs death to be able to harvest the fruit. Without death, life would be meaningless, since the long-lasting rises again and denies its own meaning. To be, and to enjoy your being, you need death, and limitation enables you to fulfill your being.
For quite long enough we have been taught that this life is not the real thing…and …that we live only for heaven.
The word ‘matter’ remains a dry, inhuman, and purely intellectual concept… How different was the former image of matter — the Great Mother — that could encompass and express the profound emotional meaning of the Great Mother.
— Jung
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Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags, nations, in order to deny the fact of death, which is the only fact we have. It seems to me that one ought…
