The Mythic Imagination - talks, trails and mysteries
  Weekend 12-14 October 2018  
     
  The Primary Imagination  
 
"The primary IMAGINATION I hold to be the living Power and prime Agent of all human Perception, and as a repetition in the finite mind of the eternal act of creation in the infinite I AM." Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

This year's Mythic Imagination weekend will include illustrated explorations of some of the Romantic poets: William Blake, the symbolism of W.B. Yeats, Ted Hughes - all modern links in the Golden Chain. Other events will include films, a poetry workshop and guided trails through some of West Dorset's most sacred and least known beauties. Speakers and facilitators will include Patrick Harpur, Jules Cashford, James Harpur and others. The programme is still under construction, but more details will be posted here during the summer - or email contact@mythicimagination.info to be kept in touch.

     
     
     
     
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  '...Call the world if you Please "The vale of Soul-making". Then you will find out the use of the world (I am speaking now in the highest terms for human nature admitting it to be immortal which I will here take for granted for the purpose of showing a thought which has struck me concerning it). I say 'Soul making', Soul as distinguished from an Intelligence. There may be intelligences or sparks of the divinity in millions - but they are not Souls till they acquire identities, till each one is personally itself. Intelligences are atoms of perception - they know and they see and they are pure, in short they are God. How then are Souls to be made? How then are these sparks which are God to have identity given them - so as ever to possess a bliss peculiar to each one's individual existence? How, but by the medium of a world like this?' ~ John Keats, letter 14th February 1819