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October 17, 2012

Book Review: Pathways to Bliss: Mythology and Personal Transformation, by Joseph Campbell

Book Review:

Pathways to Bliss: Mythology and Personal Transformation

By Rowena Roberts

Part of me doesn’t want to write this review. Not yet. Perhaps in a few months, or in a few years, I’ll feel more able to do this review justice, when I have a fuller grasp of everything this book contains. For the fact is that, Pathways to Bliss is rich in topics, concepts, and philosophies that are relatively new to me. Its contents are broad in scope and deep in meaning, drawn from lectures and interviews that took place over a period of two decades. There is, in short, a lot to take in.

But that’s what I love about reading, after all. That sense of your mind opening, curious, receptive to new and alternative perspectives; pondering different words and possibilities; deciding what can be taken as fuel for your own imagination and ideology, and what can be left for others to pick up. Thus, it is the same richness of content within this book that makes it difficult for me to sum up in a review, which also compels me to write about it now.

At its base, Pathways to Bliss illuminates the common nature of the human experience: that which transcends historical and geographical boundaries and unites us all. Simultaneously, it addresses the individual nature of the human experience, acknowledging that we all have our unique journeys to find, explore, and undertake within this common context: our own highly personal ‘pathways to bliss’.

Bliss, in this context, means fulfilment and satisfaction; a sense of personal certainty, self-awareness, and contentment. It also means much more than this. It is the ultimate, the transcendent experience, the essence of the universe that is held within you. It may even be the meaning of life itself.

“bliss is: that deep sense of being present, of doing what you absolutely must to be yourself… Your bliss can guide you to that transcendent mystery, because bliss is the welling up of the energy of the transcendent wisdom within you.”

Sounds good, doesn’t it? So how do we find it?

A good way to reach your bliss, Campbell believes, is to follow the clues that humanity has historically left along the wayside in the form of myths. Somewhat controversially, he includes religious tales within his definition of mythology, claiming:

“One might reasonably define mythology as other people’s religion. The definition of religion is equally uncomplicated: it is misunderstood mythology. The misunderstanding consists typically in interpreting mythological symbols as though they were references to historical facts.”

Science, Campbell asserts, is effectively demonstrating with ever-more clarity that religions are not based in historical fact. Yet, before the atheists start to celebrate, he still believes that there is truth of another kind to be found in religion — the truth of its symbols, found within its stories. These symbols continue to point to an objective truth: a truth that is not to be found outside ourselves in historical fact, but within ourselves, in our experience of the world at a transcendental level.

“These symbols stem from the psyche; they speak from and to the spirit. And they are in fact the vehicles of communication between the deeper depths of our spiritual life and this relatively thin layer of consciousness by which we govern our daylight existence.”

To back up his argument, Campbell explores and analyses tales from various times and cultures in order to reveal a surprising fact; namely, “One finds the same basic mythological themes in all the religions of the world”. These themes, it seems, have risen independently from the psyche in different parts of the world. They are naturally shaped by local geography and cultures, but the fact that they share basic elements seems to indicate that they are essentially products of — and a necessary part of — the universal human experience.

For millennia, myths have formed the bedrock of human cultures and societies. They help us to understand and interpret the world around us, to give it form and sense. They give us values to live by, rules to follow. They are the knowledge of our ancestors, ready-packaged with lessons in life for us to learn from, and apply to our own personal journeys. But instead of speaking to our logical, factual brain with facts and figures, they speak to our imaginative spirit, our mystery-loving soul, with symbols and images.

And this, Campbell believes, is absolutely necessary if our psyches are to function properly and healthily in the world today. Scientific fact may aid our logical knowledge and awareness of the world and our place within it, but myth aids our psychological development. We may strive for a purely fact-fuelled existence and aim to become atheist, even nihilist beings; but Campbell believes that this simply isn’t enough for our human natures. Despites ourselves, he claims, “the mind goes asking for meanings; it can’t play unless it knows (or makes up) some system of rules”.

Yet there is another stage to myth that goes beyond storytelling and literary awareness. It is not enough to know myths; their physical re-enactment through rites and rituals is what can really help the psyche to transform, cross boundaries and move from one stage of maturity to another in our life cycles. In this way we do not merely know the truths of the world, but feel them, experiencing their transcendental mystery, thus embedding them securely within our own lives.

Whether you’re already familiar with topics such as these, or whether you’re brand spanking new to them but are naturally curious about the great themes of culture and humanity, and how they might relate to your own individual life path, this book deserves a read. Open its pages and, as you do so, open the doors to your conscious mind. See what stories, ideas and impetus for future life experiences step through.

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August 22, 2012

The Great Round of Transformation ― Part Two

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The Great Round of Transformation ― Part Two

By Thea Euryphaessa

See the diagram above? Well, it’s a rough roadmap for personal metamorphosis also known as the Hero’s Journey (or Monomyth). My first book dealt primarily with my personal experience of the first two stages ― Separation and Initiation ― finishing up around stage nine; my follow-up, concluding book will deal with the third and final stage ― the Return (stage nine through the top of the circle). I don’t wish to expound on each of the above stages in this blog ― again, that’s for the next book. But that it’s so far taken ten years and counting to complete one full round, shows what’s required should you wish to embark on any aspect of personal transformation ― that it takes time.

Long-term readers from back in the mists of MySpace will know I used to share my life out loud, babbling away as I rushed along. Since writing my book, however, I’ve mostly kept schtum. These days my journal provides the backdrop for my kaleidoscopic thoughts and dreamscapes.

I also got a little lost as to where I was on the above cycle, often forgetting about it altogether; after all, just because I’m aware this archetype currently circumnavigates my life, doesn’t mean I rigidly orient myself to it. You can’t make it happen ― all you can ever do is remain alert to the signs and cues that tend to accompany each of the stages and, if you’re committed to living out your essence, ride the wave as best you can.

In fact, it was only a flurry of synchronous dreams and events last summer that alerted me to the fact that the Resurrection stage (stage eleven above) was constellating.

RESURRECTION

Now, I know this is stating the obvious, but Resurrection consists of two parts ― death and rebirth. Only thing is, it’s one thing knowing that conceptually ― it’s quite another living through the actual, real-life ramifications of it.

This stage is difficult ― damn difficult. I’m talking ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’, bring-you-to-your-knees difficult. No doubt about it, this is Dark Night of the Soul territory. In his book, The Writer’s Journey, Christopher Vogler says that if the Ordeal (stage eight above) is the mid-term exam, then the Resurrection is the final, end of year exam.

Because ― and here’s the thing about personal transformation ― if you’re committed to going the distance, even if you’re not sure where the hell it is you’re going (I still don’t have a clue), there’ll come a final test to see just how serious you are, see if you really did learn from lessons and mistakes made along the way; see how serious you are about this metamorphosis malarkey; see if ― and this is what it ultimately boils down to ― your old self has died.

You see, whatever it is you’re destined to do, you have to be strong enough to do it ― mentally, emotionally, and physically. You have to prove yourself equal to and worthy of it; that you’re willing to do the hard yards; that you’re able to face into it with the strength, grit, and determination required; that you want it no matter how high the odds; that you’re not going to bail out at the first sign of trouble. Trust me, at this stage, Life’s gonna throw just about everything it has at you. I’ve a half mind to rename this stage Canyon of the Wrecking Balls.

Based on my own experience and that of those around me who are also being mentally, physically, emotionally, and psychologically stripped to within an inch of their sanity, this is the place sacrifices have to be made whether we like it or not; where businesses fail and jobs are pulled out from under us; where the knives come out and gossips, detractors, and naysayers seize upon us with a maenadic frenzy; where relationships are stained with tears of disillusion and disappointment; where money dries up along with our motivation; where our health falters and illness descends; where pets die, homes are downsized, and court cases brought against us. And on, and on, and on it goes.

In fact, there’s a hexagram (23) in the I Ching ― the ancient Chinese divination system ― called, among other names, Stripping or Splitting Apart that corresponds with this stage. In Tarot, it’s the grim reaper himself ― Death. During this period, dreams (nightmares) may consist of death, unflinching brutality, dismemberment, great floods, fires, descents to the underworld, and bodies stripped back to the bare bones. What you no longer need will be taken away. This includes material belongings. Relationships, too. After all, we need only look at autumn to see nature stripping back in preparation for the greatest Dark Night of all ― winter.

If, however, you manage to keep from drowning and re-emerge on the other side of this Dark Night (which, by the way, has a tendency to drag its miserable arse out), you will experience rebirth. This is the moment you feel a burgeoning warmth swell deep in your psyche. You may even, perhaps, manage what poet William Stafford describes as, “a breath without pain”. Not everyone makes it this far, though. Many stumble, others give up. Some spend years, decades even, vacillating back-and-forth between Separation (stages one through five) and Initiation (stages five through nine). But that doesn’t make their attempts at growth any less heroic.

I should also say that, for those grappling with terminal illness and disease, rebirth may not necessarily be experienced on this side of Life, but across the veil. Or so I like to believe.

Anyway, what’s the point of me sharing all this? Well, for one, I’m thinking out loud, committing myself publicly. I always knew there’d be a second book ― I just didn’t know what it would consist of as, even while writing my first book, my life felt pretty pedestrian in comparison to my previous globe-trotting escapades. When a client asked me, after reading Running into Myself, “Aren’t you a bit disappointed that, after doing all that, you ended up back in Manchester, back at square one?” I got defensive, saying it hadn’t all been ‘for nothing’… before wondering if he was right.

After all, this was among the criticism levelled at the author of Eat Pray Love, Elizabeth Gilbert, regards the fact that she, too, ends up near enough back where she started (at the other end of the Lincoln Tunnel). Readers of her follow-up memoir, Committed, will no doubt be familiar with her grappling with the consequent Return stage of her journey and its attendant trials and tribulations, before her final, triumphant Return with the Elixir (stage twelve above), which, unbeknown to her at the time, would manifest as a No. 1 New York Times best-seller.

Back in my own life, barely had I pondered such thoughts when the shit hit the fan and the Resurrection stage kicked in throwing a harsh, clarifying light on events leading up to that moment. A year later and the aftershock of those events are only just subsiding and my Dark Night lifting.

And so, in much the same way as the story of the Handless Maiden snaked its way through my three Marathons in Running into Myself, my five-level Tantra journey and personal relationship will provide the backbone for my follow-up book, around which the myth of Psyche and Amor will sinuously coil. Psyche, you see, is a woman who goes the distance despite overwhelming odds. I believe both men and women can learn from this courageous figure who isn’t so far removed from our modern-day lives as we may think.

I also plan to go back and expand, correct, and update some of the thoughts, ideas, and concepts I raised in my first book. In fact, it’s with gleeful relish that I welcome the opportunity to edit myself publicly, as it highlights the often thorny, far-from-straightforward path that is human growth.

This next book will provide me with the opportunity to Return with the Elixir and, finally, close the circle on this particular, ten-year long cycle of personal transformation.

I hope.

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To buy a copy of Running into Myself, visit Amazon UKAmazon US or, better still, order a limited edition signed copy direct from her publisher here (also ships worldwide). Also available to download on Kindle.

Thea’s personal journey is utterly compelling. I couldn’t put her book down. Thea manages to make Greek mythology not only understandable, interesting, and relevant to our lives today, but shows how it can be utilised as a tool for self development. She introduces ideas and ways of thinking that broaden your mind, and lights the way for others to follow.”

— Melinda Messenger (TV Presenter)

“This is a story that truly reveals its author. You’ll discover her beliefs, her flaws, her loves, her fears, her mistakes, her drive and her compassion.

And you’ll like her.”

— Rowena Roberts (Writer)

August 20, 2012

The Great Round of Transformation

The Great Round of Transformation

By Thea Euryphaessa

When I started out life coaching ten years ago and sat down in front of my first real-life client, I was immediately struck by how little I really knew about personal transformation ― it’s one thing wanting to help others change their lives; it’s quite another to traverse that precarious trajectory yourself, razing your life to the ground and turning your psyche inside-out so you can sort through the, often gory, frequently baffling viscera.

The enormity of what I was attempting hit me with a resounding humility. No matter how much I wanted to help, no matter how hard I’d studied, how many books I’d read, I knew I didn’t have the depth of experience to hold up against the weight of my clients’ hopes and fears. Not that I could change their lives for them ― I’ve never professed to be able to do that for anyone, nor would I ever. If you want to change any aspect of your life only you can do it, only for yourself, and only when you’re ready.

But it was this sense of inadequacy that eventually drove me to seek an inside-out, bottom-up transformation in my own life ― a cycle of growth which, ten years on, is still very much ongoing. Some days I wonder why the hell I ever started. But, in a way, I’m glad I feel like that; because that’s the reality of consciously committing to personal growth ― it’s damn hard work. Navigating my own ongoing voyage of self-discovery has lent me a more realistic, more compassionate, more patient insight into just what it takes to fulfil your potential and ‘live your essence out’ in a world that often feels as though it’s attempting to thwart you at every turn.

What has helped, though, is constantly observing, recording, and reflecting not just on my life, but on the lives of others who are either being dragged, or walking as best they can, from one life level to another ― hopefully one that’s more conscious, more vital, and more fulfilling. It’s these observations, along with my personal experience and ongoing studies, that have helped me identify the real life archetype of the Hero’s Journey: an initiatory cycle of transformation consisting of three main stages ― Separation, Initiation (or Ordeal), and Return or Life, Death, Rebirth ― that both threads through and circumscribes every metamorphosis that’s ever been.

I say ‘real life’ as when I first encountered Joseph Campbell’s book The Hero With a Thousand Faces, I thought this archetype was reserved for other people, ‘out there’, on the cinema screen, say; exceptional individuals whose stories have been laid down in the annals of myth, weaved into legends we modern mortals could only ever hope to aspire to. But it turns out that’s not the case at all.

What I’ve gradually come to understand is this is a living, breathing, dynamic archetype that becomes increasingly tangible the further you follow it, with each stage emerging and crystallising through the events and circumstances of one’s life. But it’s only with time and ongoing reflection that you begin to feel its outline, behold the shadow it casts.

At the end of my first book, Running into Myself, I was aware I still faced the third and final stage of this great round of transformation ― the Return. I intuited it’d be tough and said as much in the closing chapter. What I didn’t know was just how tough the final stage would be or how long it would last.

I’m a spirited, steadfast so-and-so, underscored by a strength that, at times, has surprised even me. But these past three-and-three-quarter years (my book ends in January 2009) have proved the most challenging of the last ten years by far. It was one thing being forged in the fiery physicality of three gruelling Marathons; it’s been quite another to be psychically dismembered, endure long periods without so much as a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of, and make what’s seemed like sacrifice after heartbreaking sacrifice across all areas of my life. No wonder those familiar with the archetype of the Hero’s Journey remark on the Return phase as being the most difficult, the stage where most throw in the towel and slide back down the proverbial snake to square one ― they weren’t kidding.

No wonder they call it the Hero’s Journey.

Click here to read Part Two

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To buy a copy of Running into Myself, visit Amazon UKAmazon US or, better still, order a limited edition signed copy direct from her publisher here (also ships worldwide). Also available to download on Kindle.

Thea’s personal journey is utterly compelling. I couldn’t put her book down. Thea manages to make Greek mythology not only understandable, interesting, and relevant to our lives today, but shows how it can be utilised as a tool for self development. She introduces ideas and ways of thinking that broaden your mind, and lights the way for others to follow.”

— Melinda Messenger (TV Presenter)

“This is a story that truly reveals its author. You’ll discover her beliefs, her flaws, her loves, her fears, her mistakes, her drive and her compassion.

And you’ll like her.”

— Rowena Roberts (Writer)

February 22, 2011

The Constellation of Transformation

The Constellation of Transformation


“A soul that is ruined in the bud will frequently return to the springtime of its beginning and its promise-filled childhood, as though it could discover new hopes there and retie the broken threads of life. The shoots grow rapidly and eagerly, but it is only a sham life that will never be a genuine tree.” — Hermann Hesse

So, here we are in the last week of February. At this point, most folk’s New Year’s resolutions will be a distant memory. It’s easy to make promises during the holiday season while lay semi-comatose on the couch, barely able to button up your pants from overindulging. Looking out across the horizon of a fresh New Year, wild with possibilities and sparkling potentialities we promise ourselves that, come what may, we’ll make it happen: we’ll change our lives, pursue a career that fulfils us; end a relationship that degrades or undermines us; we’ll get fit, nourish our bodies, give up smoking, start exercising, drink a little less alcohol and drink a little more water.

But, you see, the mistake almost everyone makes is to go out all guns a blazing by attempting to change everything at the same time. Sick of our lives and their never-ending hamster-on-a-treadmill routines, we embark on change we have neither the physical or psychic wherewithal to stick to in the long-term.

What do I mean?

Well, lots of life coaches, for example, will recommend you draw up goals, set targets, get motivated, and get moving. You’ll hear experts recommend you think positive and practise the power of positive intention, regularly repeat affirmations that You Can Do It. But here’s where I get curious, suspicious even: transforming your life is all well and good; it’s exhilarating, exciting, liberating — but it’s also terrifying, unpredictable and for the most part, out of your control. Just talk to anyone who’s truly transformed their lives from the bottom-up and they’ll tell you much the same. Better to start as low-key as possible, fly under the radar as much as you can, build momentum out-of-sight of others and, most important of all, prove yourself to yourself.

You see — and I can’t emphasise this enough — you cannot compartmentalise change. If you change one area of your life completely, it will quickly spread and have a knock-on effect on other areas of your life. So choose one small, seemingly innocuous aspect that’s ripe for transformation and concentrate on that. ‘Slowly, slowly, catchy monkey’ is my mantra.

One of my favourite, most tried and trusted suggestions for anyone who professes to be committed to overhauling their lives is that they get out outside, take a regular walk. Every single day for ninety consecutive days, whatever the weather, walk. For thirty minutes. Doesn’t matter what pace, doesn’t matter whether you do it alone or with others, just walk. During this time do not, under any circumstances, attempt to change anything else in your life. Continue with the same diet, continue doing whatever it is you want to give up, whether it’s scoffing junk food, smoking, drinking — don’t attempt to make any other changes. Just walk. Thirty minutes, every day, for ninety (preferably consecutive) days. Because, and here’s the thing, if you just baulked at the prospect of walking every day for ninety days, you stand little chance of ever making permanent other changes in your life.

Why walking? Because it involves the whole body and demands you make and take regular time out for yourself. Because it’s a proven way to help strengthen the ego from the outside-in. Because it builds both the physical and psychic muscles of momentum, stamina, and endurance; muscles that lack in the majority of today’s sedentary, impatient, want-it-all-right-now folk; muscles necessary for long-term transformation. Put simply, if you can’t walk your talk — and stick to it — you have very little chance of going the distance in whatever area of your life you profess to want change in. Think of this as a litmus test of your self-commitment.

It also provides a wonderful initiatory path — literally. When you step out on the street — whether it’s incorporating your walk into your daily commute, getting off the bus a few stops earlier, parking the car farther away, leaving the car at home; getting up earlier than you normally would to enjoy the lighter mornings; switching off the telly and going out for a walk post-meal in the evenings — you’re saying to yourself, without having to practise any abstracted, all-in-the-head affirmations, that you’re finally on the road to change.

Don’t worry about what will happen at the end of the ninety days — don’t get ahead of yourself. Just stay in the present, commit to yourself in the here and now. Oh, and observe. Watch for friends’ and partners’ reactions. People may profess to want the best for us, but just keep an eye and ear open to comments made when you consciously, proactively begin carving out time for yourself. As I said earlier, Change Changes Everything. When we change our relationship with ourselves, it forces others to change their relationships not only with us, but towards themselves. No-one likes the status quo being upset. Be prepared for resistance.

You might think this selfish, taking regular time for yourself away from your family, your friends. But here’s the thing: there’s nothing worse than living with someone simmering over with unfulfilled potentialities, unlived dreams, and long pent-up hopes. No matter how hard we try, depression, frustration, and desperation cannot be contained, locked down. They have a habit of seeping out and contaminating our surrounds. Just because you can’t see them, doesn’t mean they can’t be felt or sensed by partners, children, and friends.

Just watch someone mindlessly knock back glass after glass of wine every night in an attempt to numb the pain of regret and sense of self-loathing; watch how someone unconsciously anaesthetises themselves every evening by immediately switching on the telly and/or Internet looking for something, anything, to distract them from thinking about the real, pressing issues in their lives, the fear of being left alone with the silent depths of themselves; watch someone absent-mindedly munch their way through a box of chocolates or a tin of biscuits in a fruitless attempt to be ‘fulfilled.’ Always remember: you can’t get enough of what you don’t really want.

You don’t have to walk. You could lock yourself away and spend thirty minutes reading a book on a subject that nourishes you, feeds the fire of your imagination. But it’s better if you can throw it on an iPod and listen to it while out walking. Again, you’re bringing your whole body into it, physically incorporating change.

So take advantage of the change in seasons, ride the crest of spring. Go on — you can do it, put your back into it.

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Thea is author of the inspiring memoir Running into Myself. Buy a copy from Amazon UKAmazon US or, better still, order a limited edition signed copy direct from her publisher here (also ships worldwide).

Thea’s personal journey is utterly compelling. I couldn’t put her book down. Thea manages to make Greek mythology not only understandable, interesting, and relevant to our lives today, but shows how it can be utilised as a tool for self development. She introduces ideas and ways of thinking that broaden your mind, and lights the way for others to follow.”

— Melinda Messenger (TV Presenter)

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