“At the root of myth is a praxis, a way of being within the world that expresses itself in a corresponding way of feeling and approaching reality, including the Supreme Reality that wraps all things around; God.” (215)
- Leonardo Boff
The Maternal Face of God (1987)
“Myths are sets of symbols. They are the oldest and most fundamental expression of the experience of ultimate reality.” (142)
- Paul Tillich On Art and Architecture (1987)
Ever since the Winter Solstice, I’ve been thinking about the role of mythology and literature in an earthen spirituality. I have been looking back at biblical mythology and the research I once did on biblical narrative. I have revisited the Celtic Voyage myths (which you can see a revised page about at this blog) and found myself reflecting more deeply on their nature as texts, as well as their role in a narrative praxis. I’ve thought about mythic themes in films and novels, games and plays. I have seen some positive applications of mythology, as well as a number of negative ones. In meditation this morning, I came round a bend with the thought that mythology is not literature; it is something else.