The Indigenous person who believed the myths of his or her culture probably had a stronger sense of self than today’s postmodern person, who denies all real or operative transcendence.*
Richard Rohr
Myths use to be big and hang around a while,
Now they’re small and replaced in fifteen minutes –
I’m not saying the old ones were better than the new,
Only that they carried a sense of deep identity within them,
A sense of soul-direction,
And soul opens awe, and
awe elicits transcendence, and transcendence uncovers
genius, and everyone has their
unrepeatable genius;
Awaken this and you have a myth that will hang
around for a lifetime.
How about taking five to ten minutes to write down your myth, describing how your soul is, your sense of awe and transcendence, your awareness of your genius?
*Richard Rohr’s The Tears of Things.
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