This is a 1982 book by an author who wrote other, more commercially successful, titles. This is a bit self-indulgent, but sometimes it's funny how you can find an obscure book that resonates with whatever is going on. And this book does that for me. Another treasure found at the Preston, MN Public Library. Here are a few thought-provoking excerpts:
"In nature the seasons succeed one another like acts in some great play, but in my life I get stuck and lose my place in the script."
"".......long before male-dominated Christianity took over the idea of the Trinity, the Great Goddess - worshipped everywhere as the Mother of All Things - was depicted as a triple figure."
"Life feels to me most vital when I see it as a journey, but there are lands for which no maps exist - and I find myself in such territory now, I am here to learn another style of journeying, not just to get through here to some important destination. The labyrinthe path ends where it began, you know. You leave at the same spot that you enter, having 'got nowhere' to but having changed."
"I walk along the path, lost in the pathless woods of my own mind."