Pink elephants meeting God on prom night a great big book of secrets you can show the world but no one will ever believe … almost no one. I believe. I see all signs as having value and meaning even the real ones. Even the “real” ones. Joseph Campbell changed my life and I can never break it down anymore simple than that. Thank God for Emo music and Starland Ballroom on June 11, 2011. That was the inciting incident. The library that was already in my house. All I had to do was ask the question. So magical and mystical itself, itself a part of my own myth. We are all living out our own myths whether we realize it or not. We are all heroes on our own Hero’s Journey and we play threshold guardians and perhaps shapeshifters in other people’s journeys. It’s this interconnected webness of life. Everything connected even when it seems like it’s not. Finding the gold, the treasure, the holy spirit. Finding your true self, touching upon the gold in your own heart. Slaying dragons, demons, devils. Slaying down those things which hold you back. And 9 times out of 10 it’s yourself. I have learned to embrace change. Not resist. But we always need good reminders. We always need a refresher course. The work is never truly done. Even when we take our scythes and slice down all the weeds, others are sure to grow in their place. Perhaps not all of them and perhaps they won’t get as out of hand before we notice, but maintenance is crucial and important.