S.T.C.
S.T.C.
As I get older I relax into the finite nature of my mind and my abilities as a human being, as a man. "It's okay to be human", I tell myself. "It's okay to be a common man of modest means. It's quite alright not to be perfect by other people's standards." I am relaxing into Who I Am.
It's arresting that on the average it takes a male human half of his life more or less, hopefully less, to come to some point of katabasis-tic inner realization. The author Robert Bly has some very interesting things to say about this stage of a male's development in his remarkable book 'Iron John'.
In 'Iron John' he speaks of a stage called Katabasis ( Greek word meaning 'descent') in which a main takes his personal pain seriously because he has no choice. He has escaped from it over and over over and now realizes that he is 'back here once again' (at 35 or 40 or even 45 or beyond) and that he MUST go through it if he is Ever to find the 'Golden Ball' that he has been searching for all of his life. Katabasis is the cessation of trying to overcome inner grief by 'flying' over the offending material of our past. Instead, it is coming to the point where one stays on the 'ground' meeting the goblins and such that are there and walking through our 'emotional offspring' that we have heretofore pushed aside or denied the existence of altogether. In our Western culture this perversion is extremely pervasive. This is not a 'wallowing' in pain nor an indeterminate 'poor me' session, but rather a moving through one's pain via careful steps of Honesty and Acceptance from one's Self to one's self. In humility (if you're really here this is all you've got!) you take these badges of experience and mix them into a foundation upon which you live a life that means something....to you...and to human kind, the joined human experience.
Our past does not have to enslave us. It can infact enrich us, if we so chose it. We can use the jewels of our past located in the mire that we try so hard to ignore to be the fuel for a really meaningful life, not only for ourselves, but for all.
S.T.C.