I'm very pleased to share an "elemental" interview with me on the SacredMoonGrove site,
and also "Sylvia Plath's 1957 Poems", most recently published in Plath Profiles 8.
A friend asked me the other day what the Solstice means to me. Well, even as a tarot card reader, I'm no astrologer, nor am I Pagan or Wiccan. I tend to look at the Solstice from the perspective of being a writer--the written language being my true religion--and so this time is a lovely metaphor for turning inward, facing and then rising up and out of the darkness.
Whether you believe in anything or not, the end of the year is traditionally a time to look over the past twelve months, the period in which the Earth has traveled all the way around the sun, and see where you yourself have metaphorically traveled and what has come to fruition. Our Christmas season of course aligns with the Solstice, and that is no coincidence. The end of the year is sort of a micro-version of the macro Apocalypse theories. The Apocalypse, which some believe we are in now, is about breaking down of the institutions and structures that don't work for us anymore (the economy, the environment, politics, war). The idea is that the foundations upon which we have built are faulty, and they need to be torn down and replaced. We do this on the personal (micro) level with our end-of-the-year resolutions.
I went into a quiet time this year with regard to media and promotion. This might seem odd at a time my book had just been released, but I have a lot more work ahead (three different books in the works: FSGL vol. 2, Sylvia Plath's Early Poems, and The Magician's Girl, a biography). I have had some strange battles with scholars who've based their arguments on what they think my work is about without having read it. One wrote that I am wrong, having never read my book (it would not be released for another year, I had not shared any early drafts with her, and she was going merely on assumptions and guesses). When the book did come out, another scholar called it "a tarot book", missing the point completely. It is of course a Plath book.
It isn't just them. It's our world. Today, decisions are made and accepted as truths either with old research, no research, or with narrow agendas. We have closed our minds to possibility that exists outside our paradigms. Everyone decides they know the facts without looking. The Earth is flat! they say, more or less, because of course, they go with what we have always thought, and they are far too invested in their professional reputations to risk exploration and the (gasp) chance of being called wrong. The way we do it, and maybe have always done it, is to blindly rotate along this globe with the herds who spout the most entertaining message (in the case of my field of interest, that Plath's work reflects only her personal drama), because God forbid we take the time to open our eyes and read something. The status quo counts on our laziness and disdain in thinking for ourselves, as well as reactive emotion against anything uncomfortable. Donald Trump knows how to work this attitude pretty well. This is scholarship? No, this is Ego.
One of the editors for my book, Tom Reynolds, says FSGL creates "cognitive dissonance". This condition is the upset and confusion that arises when a person holds on to two or more contradictory beliefs. When this happens, a person will often automatically avoid the source of the information causing the stress, as well as to avoid all ways of causing more of this stress.
It is a fascinating thing to see: One scholar reviewed The Letters of Ted Hughes (Ted Hughes was Sylvia Plath's husband). In a public blog forum, I posted that Hughes' Shakespeare and the Goddess of Complete Being section essentially spelled out the Qabalistic system I believe Hughes taught Plath. "I skipped over those parts," the reviewer posted. Cognitive dissonance in action.
As I grow older, I am learning to let go of my attachment to how I think a thing is supposed to go. Believe me, it can be tough to do this. Whether in my personal or professional life, I am continually surprised at life's other plans. Today, it's my choice to just stay in the joy of the work and let the details figure themselves out. It is my job to uncover and reveal the details, and who wants to be open to reading them will do so when the time is right. It's all right there, for anyone who wants to read it. Sylvia Plath has made the most beautiful, poetic miracle of history, art, alchemy, myth, the stars and more.
There will always be some people who prefer to stay in the dark and not transition to the lighter, brighter season, the new thinking, a new age. They'll dig in their heels and spout their platitudes. They'll choose the dark like the prisoners in Plato's Cave.They'll ignore me. They'll get angry with me. But that won't stop things from changing. It won't stop my findings from getting out, because they will eventually. Truth always wins, just as the world keeps turning, the sun rises again and again, and spring returns after a long, dark winter. I'm enjoying the ride.
