mythopoets

A mythopoet conjures forces and is conjured in return. A mythopoet puts names and faces on the unnamed, the faceless. We adore our great mythopoets: Jesus, Buddha, Muhammad, Chuang Tzu, Lao Tzu, Teresa of Avila, Rumi. Others could be named. If not careful, we encase them in a sarcophagus, view them as holy relics which must not be disturbed. Mythopoets must run free, cannot be contained. The beauty of the writing, speaking, and being of a mythopoet is the transmission of the capability of opening to the mythopoet's consciousness. We become the consciousness of Jesus, of Buddha, of Lao Tzu. A mythopoet conjures forces which conjure us in turn.