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The further I go on the ancientrail of aging the more I seem to travel further back in time. \u00a0Ancient Greece and ancient China right now, ancient Celtic and Roman life, too. \u00a0Something about the mythic, even the stories of Genesis, Kings, Matthew, Acts. \u00a0Those misty days when human life and the sacred life reached out and shook hands, strolled together, loved together, fought together.<\/p>\n
(source<\/a>)<\/p>\n I suppose this could be a desire to escape the Obama\/Romney symptom of our deep political sickness. \u00a0Or to dodge the careening environmental disaster that we seem determined to advance. \u00a0Maybe it’s about setting aside the present for an imagined richer past.<\/p>\n But I don’t think so. \u00a0To follow the struggle of the Warring States period in China, a time when a hundred flowers bloomed, to know that out of awful violence can come human and humane wisdom. \u00a0To watch the consolidation of those same states into one and then follow those states as they transform, yet always hold onto the thread of culture. \u00a0To listen to the epic poets Homer and Hesiod sing the tales of adventure, gods, heroes, treachery, betrayal and vengeance. \u00a0Rebellion and revolution among the earliest offspring of earth and sky, chasm and eros. \u00a0To embrace the never vanished sacred bond linking you and me to the land, the stars. \u00a0To see Gawain as he puts his head down to receive his blow from the Green Knight.<\/p>\n The Roman epic poets Virgil and Ovid, spilling stories onto their pages with extravagance, a flood, a tsunami of narrative, history and myth all laced together. \u00a0Adam and Eve fled east of Eden. \u00a0Solomon and David. \u00a0Jesus at\u00a0Gethsemane.<\/p>\n These are the foundations of our cultures. \u00a0The base narratives against which we understand love, war, justice, deceit, fate, doom. \u00a0The base narratives with which we dance our identities in the ballroom of the cosmos.<\/p>\n (lucas cranach the elder)<\/p>\n To study them is to learn the human language.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Fall \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Fallowturn Moon The further I go on the ancientrail of aging the more I seem to travel further back in … Continue reading Downright Ancient<\/span>