~ Carl Gustav Jung
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
When love beckons to you, follow her,
Though her ways are hard and steep.
And when her wings enfold you yield to her,
Though the sword hidden among her pinions may wound you.
And when she speaks to you believe in her,
Though her voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall she crucify you.
Even as she is for your growth so is she for your pruning.
Even as she ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall she descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn she gathers you unto herself.
She threshes you to make you naked.
She sifts you to free you from your husks.
She grinds you to whiteness.
She kneads you until you are pliant;
And then she assigns you to her sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Jean Henri Gaston Giraud
8 May 1938 – 10 March 2012
We lost another great artist today.
Moebius, was a huge influence on me growing up.
When I was 11, my mom would have to buy my Heavy Metal magazines for me.
I loved to see his work grace the pages.
Thanks for all of your beutiful work,
through it you shall live on forever.