Marc's Reflection on Aikido & True Play

The Mother of the Thing I Fear

November 14, 2012 · No Comments


It is not the thing you fear that you must deal with, it is the mother of the thing you fear. The very thing that has given birth to the nightmare.

We stand literally petrified before the surface beneath which we must descend…We do not want to know what is down there, and we certainly do not want to know that the obscuring darkness is of our own making.

Beowulf is given the helmet of the king, and a great and famous sword, Hrunting, but as the story makes clear, these do not help him except to bolster his courage in entering. At this point Beowulf’s power seems to have more to do with a process of disarming.

Beowulf finds that the great sword Hrunting…is useless against this she-monster…Beowulf sees, glowing on the wall, an unknown but marvelous sword…Whatever is needed for the moment of truth in those dire, deep places seems brought to view only on our arrival at the very bottom.

David Whyte, The Heart Aroused

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