What a wonderful dream, Jon. And 'reawakening Western indigenous sensibilities' is certainly what I began to do with my first nonfiction book, 'If Women Rose Rooted', writing about all the old Irish and British myths that have women as guardians and protectors of the land, as well as the voices of the Otherworld/ Anima Mundi. I think the world DOES continue to speak to us like that, but we've forgotten how to listen!
Picking up the signal of the ambient ground of being of a place and a time, and even what is unfolding through the door of night is the sacred calling and craft of the bard, in any tradition, at the edge of the known, and the bard hears the song of it and plays it by ear, as a story, or a poem, or a song.
What a wonderful dream, Jon. And 'reawakening Western indigenous sensibilities' is certainly what I began to do with my first nonfiction book, 'If Women Rose Rooted', writing about all the old Irish and British myths that have women as guardians and protectors of the land, as well as the voices of the Otherworld/ Anima Mundi. I think the world DOES continue to speak to us like that, but we've forgotten how to listen!
And what of the woman in the bath?
Yes Kathy, well i would say, the 'anima' consciousness was nascent at the time! I hope that makes sense!
Thank you. I’ll have to look up nascent!
Fairer to say they belonged to the land?
Picking up the signal of the ambient ground of being of a place and a time, and even what is unfolding through the door of night is the sacred calling and craft of the bard, in any tradition, at the edge of the known, and the bard hears the song of it and plays it by ear, as a story, or a poem, or a song.