You Are the Compass, Aligned

Yestereve I gave words to what scared me, spoke words that were heavy in waiting, and my period, often irregular, came at long last. And in my dreams I came into a dark and beautiful landscape of deciduous green forests and untrodden fields. In such peace my companion and I passed through abandoned school playgrounds on this frontier where hope was forsaken, for better than hope had been found. We traveled further into this unknown land, the unmarked trail our guide, until we fell into a happy festival of friends and singing. And how we cried for those we loved and missed, but we were not lonely, nor any longer heavy-hearted. The music of friendship and laughter alighted around us, and I lay in happiness as harmless stampeding souls thundered around me in a great wave of hilarity. It was the eve of the end of days within this World Who never ends as I climbed the limbs of unknown trees. There is no map to this place beyond every map’s end, heartaching Pilgrim, but that you are the compass, aligned. – Gentle Jeffrey Pine.

There Would Be No More Reason For War

From Jordan B. Peterson’s ‘Maps of Meaning’: “The creative exploratory hero is also peacemaker in his complete manifestation. I dreamed that I was standing in the grassy yard of a stone cathedral on a bright sunny day. The yard was unblemished, a large well-kept green expanse. As I stood there, I saw a slab of grass pull back under the earth like a sliding door. Underneath the door was a rectangular hole that was clearly a grave. I was standing on an ancient graveyard whose existence had been forgotten. A medieval king dressed in solid armor rose out of the grave and stood at attention at the head of his burial site. Similar slabs slid back, one after another in numerous places. Out of each rose a king, each from a different period of time. The kings were all powerful in their own right. Now, however, they occupied the same territory. They became concerned that they would fight, and they asked me how this might be prevented. I told them the meaning of the Christian wedding ceremony, a ritual designed to subjugate the two central participants to the supraordinant authority of Christ, the Christian hero and said that this was the way to peace. If all the great kings would bow, voluntarily, to the figure of the hero there would be no more reason for war.”