I have to highly recommend Terri Windling’s blog, Myth & Moor. Today I found an amazing post that struck a chord with me and had to share. http://windling.typepad.com/blog/2014/11/in-praise-of-uncertainty.html
"There are, it seems, two muses: the Muse of Woodland maiden by Alan LeeInspiration, who gives us inarticulate visions and desires, and the Muse of Realization, who returns again and again to say ‘It is yet more difficult than you thought.’ This is the muse of form.
"It may be then that form serves us best when it works as an obstruction, to baffle us and deflect our intended course. It may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey."
– Wendell Berry (Standing by Words)
"I am astonished, disappointed, pleased with myself. I am depressed, distressed, rapturous. I am all these things at once and cannot add up the sum. I am incapable of determining ultimate worth or worthlessness; I have no judgement about my life. There is nothing I am quite sure about.
Merlin in the woods by Alan Lee"The world into which we are born is brutal and cruel, and at the same time of divine beauty. Which element we think outweighs the other, whether meaninglessness or meaning, is a matter of temperament. Probably, as in all meta- physical questions, both are true: Life is, or has, meaning and meaninglessness. I cherish the anxious hope that meaning with preponderate and win the battle." From Carl Jung’s "Memories," an autobiographic work written in his eighties, published posthumously in Memories, Dreams, Reflections.