The young Brave returned from his vision quest that the Shaman had sent him upon, to see which wolf he would feed. They sat cross legged together in silence at the sacred fire, mystic plumes of smoke billowing into the night sky, becoming one with stars. They sat for what to the Brave seemed like eons. Finally, the Shaman turned to Brave and asked, “Which wolf did you feed?”. To his wise elder he respectfully and humbly replied, “I fed not one, but both. First, I fed the always starving black wolf, striking fear in the hearts of all who crossed my path, trusted by none, I was the nightmare that screamed at moon. Then, I fed the white wolf, who only wanted to share his meal with the pack, cubs huddled against my breast, to warm them against the cold winter night and keep them safe from the monsters that haunt the dream time. And after feeding each wolf, I understood I was neither wolf, but both and to be whole, to be LOVE, I had to embrace my shadow and my light.”. The Shaman stared for a moment at this young Brave, before then bowing his head and speaking in a reverent voice, “You my son have given your teacher the greatest gift of all, leaving as my pupil and returning to the tribe a master.”. With that, they both lifted their heads and howled with wild joyous abandon into the moonlit darkness, their voice flowing with the smoke from the sacred fire off into unknown space, their ages old wisdom, to be shared there, with whom, at when and where, they knew not.
“Be silent and listen: have you recognized your madness and do you admit it? Have you noticed that all your foundations are completely mired in madness? Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner? You wanted to accept everything. So accept madness too. Let the light of your madness shine, and it will suddenly dawn on you. Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared, but instead you should give it life…If you want to find paths, you should also not spurn madness, since it makes up such a great part of your nature…Be glad that you can recognize it, for you will thus avoid becoming its victim. Madness is a special form of the spirit and clings to all teachings and philosophies, but even more to daily life, since life itself is full of craziness and at bottom utterly illogical. Man strives toward reason only so that he can make rules for himself. Life itself has no rules. That is its mystery and its unknown law. What you call knowledge is an attempt to impose something comprehensible on life.” ~ C.G. Jung, The Red Book: A Reader’s Edition