Wednesday November 4, 2020
“The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.”
— Joseph Campbell
That’s scary stuff.
Caves, the underground.
I remember a time when I got stuck in a cave. Not for very long, but it was damn scary. I was trapped tight, pressed between two huge, clammy, dusty, gritty slabs of rock.
Others had to come along and describe to me how I might move my body, joint by joint, so that I could maneuver out.
And when I go into that memory as a metaphor, and imagine the metaphorical cave I fear to enter? The one where I’m that stuck, the one where people far better equipped than myself are now tragically entombed?
Still, I can’t deny it—those metaphorical caves of my past appear to have been something else. More like the outer levels of a vast treasure network…
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