I have been reading Jean Shinoda Bolen’s thoughts about feminine archetypes. According to her paradigm that these archetypes take on the form of Greek goddesses, those that have reigned my psyche most of my life have been primarily Athena, Artemus and Hera. Yet, as I grow older I find that Hestia, the anonymous wisewoman, is starting to take over. I have jotted some of my feelings about this in my art journal.
I am she. She is not “out there”. She is inside of me, that force which is my spirit, my soul. The yearning to be alone, to find the fire of the soul is a sign that the Hestia archetype is beginning to sitr. Hestia is a part of me and I need to let her tend the flame. As Hestia rises in my psyche, I have more desire to withdraw from others. I feel complete and whole inside myself and need nothing from the outside. She is me and together we tend the fire.
Now, that being said, the other parts of my personality — Athena, et al — are not taking too kindly to this. They are the outgoing and relational aspects of my personality and they are clambering to keep their forward positions. None of them want to get out of the driver’s seat. Do I want to be Hestia all the time? Today I do. But tomorrow, when I have to face the demands of daily life, I need to tell Hestia that she needs to sit in the backseat for a while, and let her sisters take turn at the wheel as we navigate the outward life.
L. Gloyd (c) 2009