Who set me wandering through my dreams
searching for relics of my wings?
Who lit the lamp and drew for me a bath
scented with roses and myrrh?
That light will surely shatter me
when it finds me hiding in ashes
What do you mean, take off
the demon-riddled rags?
What then
could I wear?
From “The Invitation” by Frances Hatfield
Every individuation is as unique as the soul that lives it. Though all partake of archetypal patterns — marriage, sacrifice, descent, death, rebirth, resurrection (to name a few) — each is virtually inexpressible except through symbolic or mythopoetic means. Alchemy provided Jung with such a means.
All my life, I have turned to poetry to meet a deep need to try to articulate something of my ineffable inner experience.
In this presentation, I will share with you a selection of these poems from the past five decades of my life that say something of the nature of the individuation path I have followed so far. My hope is that these poems will spark your own search to express the inexpressible mystery in your soul.
