Out of Perfection Nothing Can Be Made

If we fix on the old, we get stuck. when we hang onto any form, we are in danger of putrefaction.
Hell is life drying up. The Hoarder, the one in us that wants to keep, to hold on, must be killed.
If we are hanging onto the form now, we’re not going to have the form next.
You can’t make an omelet without breaking eggs.

Destruction before creation.

Out of perfection nothing can be made. Every process involves breaking something up. The earth must be broken to bring forth new life.

I’ve shared this article before, but I came across it again the other day, and the words seemed just right for this time of year when we feel nature’s tug to shed, let go, and get ready to break a few eggs :-)

It’s from an article by Joseph Campbell, The Hero’s Journey (On Living In the World) which I found here. It’s worth reading the whole thing. I found it electrifying.