Birth of a Two-Fold Heart: Poetry & Blood
Our Western culture is founded on the goddess wisdom, her wounding and healing powers and her rejection by the masculine hero who remains in terror of her mysteries of the blood, body and of death. The wounded healer is an advocate of the very goddess wisdom that the hero repudiates. Our culture thus has reached a stalemate in which the goddess has withdrawn and assumes the mask of monster, the chironic healer can never heal himself and the herculean hero can never overcome his terror of the goddess. This remains the essential configuration “backing” the historical forms of Western culture.
Our times are now signalling to us the strong likelihood of annihilation of all life! And we continue to ignore these warning signs in our everyday goings-on. Can we expect a response from the goddess to this threat of extinction of all life which is after all her domain? We no longer seem capable of receiving her response with any understanding at all, We no longer even know where to look. But if we could, what would we see? What form would the last gift of the goddess take?
