Love your fate no matter what

This is a very helpful insight in the dark moments:

“Nietzsche was the one who did the job for me. At a certain moment in his life, the idea came to him of what he called ‘the love of your fate.’ Whatever your fate is, whatever the hell happens, you say, ‘This is what I need.’ It may look like a wreck, but go at it as though it were an opportunity, a challenge. If you bring love to that moment—not discouragement—you will find the strength is there.”

— Joseph Campbell


(Courtesy of Monica Cassani)

Myths fall back on invisibility

knightofswords says:
The invisible things we deeply sense and believe about ourselves but cannot necessarily prove in the harsh light of day–when looked at all at once may provide clues about our calling. Behind everything we do, there is not only a series of stories, but a profound, personal myth.


The ongoing invisible “drama” is responsible for every event “outside” ourselves.
Sometimes these invisible realms make themselves known in most “outlandish” ways, beyond any rhyme or reason.

Similarly weird becomes life in this “palpable” world. Out of the blue, the immediate “concrete” reality of cause and effect is overthrown,
being instantly transformed into some kind of bewildering play of sorts. 

When this happens, I can discern a clear and relentless underlying pattern, determining a chain of  baffling and mad occurrences, which totally surpass my grasping ability…I have mostly no clue as to how to decipher these unwonted “events”, not being able to “interprete” them, let alone trying to give a reasonable account of my pursuit to anyone. Most people would consider me totally nuts. So what do you do?…You keep your mouth shut.

And yet…these whispers are “true”…in fact truer than anything else. But then you wonder:
Why on earth are they talking to me in this uncanny language that I have
no inkling to…?
the invisible powers?

Really, such loneliness and misunderstanding you are consigned to, being a vessel for these realities. It sounds far-fetched, but sometimes I even suspect that it can be something “wrong” with the myth. That there is some kind of “mythical” sickness. AND UNLESS YOU MANAGE TO HEAL THE MYTH, life in this dimension will keep being “the story told by a fool”.

The problem is that it is not me having these stories, it is the mythical
story which has me.
“Your calling is always calling you to the things you need”, you say. My so-called calling, feels like an impossible conundrum though. Magically substantial, but totally unsubstantial as to what to do practically in order to implement it.

I round off asking you:
Can the actual myth or myths be diseased? And if they are, can we consequently
“heal” them?…