Showing posts with label archetype. Show all posts
Showing posts with label archetype. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Archetypes & Archegripes aka EDD, You Kill Me...

Hello.  Back again.  Seems like am certainly living up to the archetype of Hermes, the Trickster.  The Trickster shows up in all cultures to remind people of things they don't want to be reminded of, to give flashes of insight, given from the point of pushing one on toward compassion, toward their greatest good.
According to our friends at Wilkipedia:
The trickster deity breaks the rules of the gods or nature, sometimes maliciously (for example, Loki) but usually, albeit unintentionally, with ultimately positive effects. Often, the bending/breaking of rules takes the form of tricks (e.g. Eris) or thievery. Tricksters can be cunning or foolish or both; they are often funny even when considered sacred or performing important cultural tasks. An example of this is the sacred Iktomi, whose role is to play tricks and games and by doing so raises awareness and acts as an equalizer.[citation needed]
In many cultures, (as may be seen in GreekNorse, or Slavic folktales, along with Native American/First Nations lore), the trickster and the culture hero are often combined. To illustrate: Prometheus, in Greek mythology, stole fire from the gods to give to humans. He is more of a culture hero than a trickster. In many Native American and First Nations mythologies, the coyote (Southwestern United States) or raven (Pacific Northwest, coastal British ColumbiaAlaska and Russian Far East) stole fire from the gods (starsmoon, and/or sun) and are more tricksters than culture heroes. This is primarily because of other stories involving these spirits: Prometheus was a Titan, whereas the Coyote spirit and Raven spirit are usually seen as jokesters and pranksters. Examples of Tricksters in the world mythologies are given by Hansen (2001), who lists Mercurius in Roman mythology, Hermes in Greek mythology, Eshu in Yoruba mythology and Wakdjunga in Winnebago mythology as examples of the Trickster archetype. Hansen makes the interesting observation that the Trickster is nearly always a male figure.
Frequently the Trickster figure exhibits gender and form variability, changing gender roles and even occasionally engaging in same-sex practices. Such figures appear in Native American and First Nations mythologies, where they are said to have a two-spirit nature. Loki, the Norse trickster, also exhibits gender variability, in one case even becoming pregnant; interestingly, he shares the ability to change genders with Odin, the chief Norse deity who also possesses many characteristics of the Trickster. In the case of Loki's pregnancy, he was forced by the Gods to stop a giant from erecting a wall for them before 7 days passed; he solved the problem by transforming into a mare and drawing the giant's magical horse away from its work. He returned some time later with a child he had given birth to—the eight-legged horse Sleipnir, who served as Odin's steed.
Other famous Tricksters who make us learn things we don't want to are Brer Rabbit, Bugs Bunny, The Tramp (Chaplin), Pippi Longstocking, and perhaps the most feared and powerful Trickster, yes, Sarah Silverman.
So, why the unsolicited lesson on these rapscallions?
I am among their hordes, both as Hermes and as well, me, the Charlie Brown Everyman who seems to have what could go wrong go wrong.  Believe me, I have Creatively Visualized, I have Secretly wished, I have intentioned, dreamagined, willed--and --- nothing.  Shooting blanks here.
Maybe the most compassionate and beneficial gift we can be given is in the form of seemingly unanswered prayers. Ganesha removes obstacles, but who's to say the things we think are obstacles are on the same page as Ganesha and that we'll like the form in which the removal takes place.
I've learned an enormous amount about how our system is completely fucked up, broken at every turn.
I am an honest guy who plays by the rules of actually possessing a moral compass--seems that's none-too-common these days.  Though I have helped raise in excess of $100 million for AIDS service organizations either through direct fundraising, or event production, I am ineligible for services.
Though I am entitled to to be on unemployment as I transition from disability, EDD has fought me at every turn.  I should have been receiving  benefits from 12/17/11.  
I just received notice--today--that I am eligible for an appeal.  GREAT!!!  When will that happen?
In 10 weeks.
Bravo, fed gov and CA.  I could be dead from your expeditious and compassionate handling of what should be an open and shut case.
So?  Trust and gratitude move to the fore.  Because I haven't allowed the possibilities of death and homelessness to become real, I, somehow am still homed, still somewhat well. But there are limits.
My immune system is taking a HUGE hit--I can tell by the warts that are starting to sprout on my eyelids.  Sexy, I know.  T-Cell, hold on...
So, while I do not apologize for voicing my situation, AGAIN, in public forum, I hope you will indulge these missives of chaos and frustration.
I, Hermes, hold up a mirror crackd to a very broken system, hoping to incite some empathic reaction, not toward my personal situation, but toward the inner Don Quixote in you... tilt at some windmills with me?  Nobility demands!
Onward, upward--with an honest, connected heart and an unreasonable demand for impossible dreams.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Natividad!



Happy Birthday to me! 45. Wow. I remember when my parents turned 40--and they were old, well, uh, parents... And I remember Mom's 50th--I put a foam core sign up in front of our house saying "Honk! Carol's 50!!" She was a mortified great sport about it--even posed for a pic hold roses and giving the queen's wave to the honking cars passing our house on Hopmeadow. My Mom. 50. Scott's age. When exactly was the time when days became weeks became months, then years...

I remember asking my 85 year old grandmother when it was she noticed she was old. Loved her response.

"I never did. I look at the world the same way, but I look in the mirror and see an old lady looking back at me." All point of view, I guess.

Thought I'd look up the "If today's your birthday..." sites. So funny, in a dark way. Here it is:

Birthday Horoscope for 05/25

The May 25th person lives their life suffering in some way or another. This is accredited to the planet Neptune. Illusions that seem to offer some form of transcendence is another trait of this planet. The person born on this day has excellent skills and are usually great thinkers in the work place, but can spend some time warding off objectors. As a mate, the May 25th person is unique and captivating. The ideal mate of this person would offer a atmosphere of stability.

Famous Birthdays; Mike Myers, Tom T. Hall, Frank Oz, Leslie Uggams, Paul Weller (The Jam), Klaus Meine (The Scorpions), Miles Davis.

How rosy! Happy birthday, sufferer! I did have someone ask me if I was aware of the archetype of Chyron, the wounded healer. He took on the suffering and illness of the world in order to heal others. I kind of like that myth. But I prefer option B, heal others AND yourself. That's my track.

Well, off to sing karaoke with Mike, Maurino, James at the Triple R in Guernville. Mellow birthday, good friends, nice.

My birthday intention? To be more present.

A nice present, no?

Peace.