This book presents an intriguing exploration of what sets a heroine's journey apart from a hero's. For those struggling to integrate their inner psyche amid the relentless push for unyielding strength, individualism, and the more egoic, masculine development, this reading will resonate deeply. The heroine's journey serves as both a companion and a subversive act, tipping the heavy imbalance of victorious triumph that dominates traditional hero's journey narratives. The myth of Eros/Amor and Psyche serves as a powerful mythical symbol and reminder of our ever-so-mortal, human qualities. Those qualities we must not lose amid the myriad ways we are bound by the need to survive.
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If so I, a mortal, adore you from this far out on our bed.
Such a divine stature wholly embedded.
Am I putting you in harm’s way to have it all shed,
By looking at you dead?
In your sorry little eyes, infantile, painful, somber.
Real bitter, they were.
To be closer.
To be rude.
Real brute, and crude.
In your puerile face, mortal, human, subdued.
Eros, divine Eros,
This mortal Psyche longed for the loss
Of your godlike visage.
For gods’ sake, Eros, your seraphic image!
To be cheered —
Earnestly revered, and endeared.
Has to wreak havoc on your holy, to spur love from the seed.
Just to adore ever more intimately, nearer in our bed,
Earnestly shared, as we danced.
To be wed.