30 August 2018

Storehouses.


Every society seems to use stories for the education of the heart.  Each story is a store of ripened knowledge in the oldest barns of human culture.  Myths, ripened in October, are the apples of the mind, carefully laid out to preserve their meanings.  In the soft darkness of the strorehouses, close your ordinary eyes to the ordinary world and open your extraordinary eyes to the extraordinary world, best illuminated by the grandparent voice in the autumn years telling tales in the dark, the dark of the evening and the fertile dark of the mind.  These, in potent story-warmth, the subconscious breathes in the texture, significance, and meaning of the story like quietness steeped in the smell of apples.

Jay Griffiths, from Kith: The Riddle of the Childscape

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