It has been some time since the last post in this blog. And the reason for this? I experienced an ending to an important story, the story of my grandfather's life. It was a relatively sudden and not entirely peaceful ending, and a painful one for the family left behind. Some months have passed now, rituals and ceremonies have been held to mark his passing. Peace has largely returned and healing has begun. So time for another entry, and for this entry, I thought it appropriate to tell the story behind a phrase that I often use to comfort myself during the difficult chapters of my own story, and to humble me during more fruitful chapters. If you can't think what I mean, I won't give it away. Watch this video and you will find out... But even if you have an inkling, take a look. Karl Jung wrote about the importance of ceremony and ritual, and the significance of archetypal stories such as this one in being able to hold meaning for all people. Stories are excellent rituals and hold much learning for us.
Perhaps this story can act as a small ritual you can take with you, how so ever you choose to tell your story. I'd love to hear your responses and thoughts!
This isn't really an experience, but I like to think that with the poem I have shared below gives an insight into someone else's experience. The poet, Robert Frost described his experience of a night time garden, and the meaning that he made of this.
Of course, it is likely that Frost spent some time working on this poem, changing words to create the right mood, rhythm or structure. It is therefore unlikely to represent the thoughts running through his head directly. Nevertheless, the simplicity of the poetry can be viewed as what may have been running through the poet's mind, as he sat watching an evening unfold.
Fireflies in the Garden
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