C.E. Dorsett

What is going on in my head? So many ideas, fears, and confusions warring the very nature of my soul. I feel cold and empty and a yearning to tell a story that will give a sense of meaning to the chaos assaulting me.

I've been listening to Richard Kearney talking about the Philosophy of Imagination on the CBC podcast, "The Best of Ideas." His idea that our imagination is the vehicle through which we develop meaning has hit me hard. As a devotee of Joseph Campbell's work, he seems to have filled into gap between myth and religion. I am so lost in my own thoughts right now... All of my stories have been mirror into my soul, and I am afraid of what the new stories might be telling me...

...I am so full of fear right now. Ever since that last big storm, I have been drowning in these terrors that I cannot control...

I hate to make it sound like I am living in a state of fear, but I am having that chill about me like when you hear scary music in a horror film. After meditation, it fades away but in time it returns. It probably has more to do with the town I am living in then the circumstances in my life. I will find meaning again.