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The Arteries of Imagination And The Veins of Love
The fact that I am always becoming is literally true…
In ancient mythology this pattern is exemplified in the hero’s quest. This quest, whether for man or woman, requires that one leave the everyday world, at least in spirit, and descend to the underworld to find the treasure that can renew life…
After finding the treasure, the hero then makes an ascent, returning to the ordinary world of life and enriching it with his or her discovery and thus wedding outer life with inner depth…
— Bud Harris, PhD
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What love does, is protect us from age shame. From our society’s pathological obsession with youthfulness. The imperative to keep every tree a sapling, every dog a puppy…
Age shame is shame of our organic nature…With Life, which pulses and shifts in all realms and never holds one shape for more than a moment.
— Anne Moore
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…The problem involves the pain of opening the arteries of imagination and veins of genuine love that became closed and fettered early on. What tries to live through people is so big that it becomes heart-breaking for them. To become equal to the dream sewn within us, our heart must break open and usually must break more than once. That’s why…
