> [!Orbit] [[C. G. Jung]] in *Memories, Dreams, Reflections* > I asked myself, ‘What is the myth you are living?’ and found that I did not know. So… I took it upon myself to get to know ‘my’ myth and regarded this as the task of tasks… I simply had to know what unconscious or preconscious myth was forming me. > [!Orbit] [[Rumi]] in the poem ‘Unfold Your Own Myth’ > Don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth… > [!orbit] Hilary Mantel > When you turn and look back down the years, you glimpse the ghosts of other lives you might have led. All your houses are haunted by the person you might have been. > [!Orbit] May Sarton in *Plant Dreaming Deep* > We are all myth-makers about ourselves, but part of growing up is the shedding of one myth for another, as a snake sheds its skin. > [!Orbit] [[Natalie Goldberg]] in *Writing Down the Bones* > …our lives are at once ordinary and mythical. (p. 47) > [!Orbit] Clarissa Pinkola Estes in *Women Who Run with the Wolves* > The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door. If you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.