Restoring Nature’s Divinity

David Price
4 min readFeb 29, 2024
Joseph Blanc (French, 1846–1904) — Perseus, 1869.

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 to rejoice in the fact of death — ought to decide, indeed, to earn one’s death by confronting with passion the conundrum of life.

— James Baldwin

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If it’s true that we’re day-lillies in the field of life, then it just looks like we’re refusing to come to terms with death. Death of what? Of our bodies, of our personal histories, of our struggles and pleasures. We all have these issues, which we try so hard to resolve with our talents for invention. We are comforted or frightened by our own stories and dreams, which we forget are metaphors.

We insist on putting our images and inventions into the ever changing concrete matrix as if that makes them real and true. We constantly add to the flux of phantasmagoria that is already confusing us. The self created mythical context of our lives leads us away from a sense of peace and resolution into a story of struggle and conflict, and this we…

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David Price

I write about creativity, loving, language learning and psycho/spirituality. I’m a longtime painter and reader.