Why Myths Matter
According to the Ancient History Encyclopedia:
“Myths tell the stories of ancestors and the origin of humans and the world, the gods, supernatural beings (satyrs, nymphs, mermaids) and heroes with super-human, usually god-given, powers (as in the case of Heracles or Perseus of the Greeks). Myths also describe origins or nuances of long-held customs or explain natural events such as the sunrise and sunset, the full moon or thunder and lightning storms.”
Today, I’m reblogging fellow author Roland Yeomans’ post on “Why Myths Matter” and why they make such great stories no matter the time or place.
Thank you Roland!
“I liked myths. They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories. They were better than that. They just were.”
– Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
We live our myths.
Each of us spins a myth of who we are, of what the world is, and of our place in it – for who of us could bear to look at the Medusa called Truth?
The myth of our life shapes our perceptions, our choices, and our justifications for them both.
Our own Myth is the Perseus Mirror Shield that saves us from gazing directly into the Truth in front of us.
Despite my Greek allusions, I, like Neil Gaiman, am drawn to the Norse myths.
Norse mythology still somehow speaks to people around the world.
Like us, the Asgardians knew that it would not end well for them, that there was no escape.
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