The inward migration is a solitary journey, a turning away from the bombarding speed of reality hitting your very sense of being and destroying your soul.
Returning to the place of country held in the mind is a way of figuring out how to deal with the powerlessness you sometimes feel from having to continually hold back the end-of-the-world times and confront ongoing realities.
It's where you go to slowly pick things apart, to reimagine your world in new ways. Sometimes you come out the other side with a map of how to make some sense of your world.
It is where you examine truth, and it is through your soul-searching that art and beauty can grow, regenerate, deepen the connections—just as country renews and fulfills its own stories.
..life never goes forward except at the place where it has come to a standstill....
Maier's journey through the planetary houses begins with Saturn, who is the coldest, heaviest, and most distant of the planets, the maleficus and abode of evil, the mysterious and sinister Senex (Old Man), and from there he ascends to the region of the sun., to look for the Boy Mercurius, the longed-for and long-sought goal of the adept. It is an ascent ever nearer to the sun, from darkness and cold to light and warmth, from old age to youth, from death to rebirth. But he has to go back along the way he came, for Mercurius is not to be found in the region of the sun but at the point from which he originally started. This sounds very psychological, and in fact life never goes forward except at the place where it has come to a standstill. (A psychological statement which, like all such, only becomes entirely true when it can be reversed.)
~ C.G. Jung, Mysterium Coniunctionis
Be motivated like the falcon, hunt gloriously. Be magnificent as the leopard, fight to win. Spend less time with nightingales and peacocks. One is all talk, the other only color."
~Rumi
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Le Quatrième Pentamètre
Poetryjournal. This happened this evening. I spent the last 18 months deep in thought. What sort of book did people want? A memoir? A how-to? A digital book? A print book? What sort of font? What sort of line spacing and margins and... And for 18 months...