Hero Trickster

to the rescue.

Transcript
Sea Gabriel:

This is mythic deviant. We'll see Gabriel. Hi this week, we're on the trickster as hero the trickster again has an archetype that operates a bleakly to create unexpected meaning and accomplish unexpected tasks. And sometimes that is great for us. The first story is the native American stuff. As such, it is told in many ways and in many groups in each reflects the heritage of that group. This is an amalgamation of the story. And as far as I know is not considered sacred by any group, though, I could be wrong here, please. Let's not pretend that we know other people's spirituality in understandably, a fan. This is the story of Raven and the son, Raven is a trickster character in many trials, particularly those in the Pacific Northwest, where we've got lots of Ravens and they are in fact tricky. Once upon a time, there was a shaman who was profoundly frustrated with humanity. So he took the sun and he hit. Maybe he wanted to teach us a lesson. Maybe he wanted to teach us to appreciate it. Maybe he wanted to inspire us to discover electricity and invent the light bulb. We do not really know his motives in any event, many animals potentially, including human, tried to get it back, but couldn't find it. Raven, a snow white bird decided that this was the job for her. She flew to the Shannon's house and watched for a day. She noticed that his daughter had tea every night before bed. So she shaped, shifted into a pine needle and crept into the young woman's tea. This miraculously impregnated the daughter. Cause we have to keep things clean who gave birth to a bouncing baby bird. Um, bouncing baby boy. It was Raven herself hidden in the body of the infant. The family loved and cared for the baby who eventually became a young boy. That's how it happened. One day, the boy went to his grandfather, the Sharman, and he looked up pig eyes and he asked his grandpa where the sun was. And of course the Sharman showed his beloved grandson where he hit it. The next day, the boy was gone. Raven had been concerned that the light might draw attention. So she had grabbed a Reed and hid the sun inside it. Then she flew like the wind. On the wind. It was quite a long way. Eventually the Reed began to smoke and Raven flew even faster. She flew faster and faster. And when she was almost there, the sun burnt through the read, it fell out and dropped onto the ground. Sending sparks into the sky that became the moon, the stars, Raven always quick, drove down and grabbed the sun in her beak for the rest of the journey. But she paid. The fire skirts her. She spent many days and nights attending to her wounds, but in time she healed though, she remained black as ever. Our next story, which we're going directly into you may have noticed is from the Bible it's Esau in jail. Isaac. And Rebecca were thrilled to have a baby on the way. And they were even more thrilled when their baby lump began to move violently, indicating that they had not just one, but two infants wrestling inside Rebecca's womb. You saw was born several minutes before Jacob who came out, hanging onto his head as they grew, each of the parents came to favor one of the boys, Isaac liked Esau because he appreciated a fine and meeting me. Rebecca preferred Jacob because he was begun and fun. One day ISA was out doing what Esau did best hunting when he's stumbled home. At the end of the day, starving and exhausted. He was genuinely afraid that he would not make it, that he would die on the way he fell into Jacob's camp. Or his brother was making lentils to a nice vegan dish. Please. Esau said, I need food. I need water. Only if you give me your birthright, his trickster over brother replied. I presume that Esau did not take this well as that would be appropriate, but in any regard, he said, whatever, I'll die. If I don't. And thus Esau lost his right to his birthright, Isaac, their dad, however, was not so onboard with this. He just lectured the boys on playing knives, reminding them that he was the passer on honor of the birthright. And it was still going to Esau. Jacob found this unfair, but ISA was quite pleased. Later as Isaac, the dad lay near blind on his deathbed. He called for his son Esau. He told him to go hunting and prepare a meal for his father before his father died, his son took off and Rebecca called Jacob together. They prepared her meal really quickly with a goat that was out in the yard. Then Jacob put on Aesop's clothing and tied some goat for, to his arm. In cases, dad touched him. I noticed his smooth, but kissable. Finally, he took the food to Isaac doing his best impersonation or visa as a cash check of how he found the goat so quickly. Jacob replied that God had helped him and God had helped him through Rebecca. He encouraged his father to eat and drink, which he did funneling Jacobs for covered arm in the process. Then Isaac did in fact confer the blessing unto Jacob rather than. Later that night, ISA returned. He made his dad dinner and experienced extreme disappointment. When he learned that his brother had already taken off with his blessing effectively reinstating the birthright deal. And that is a heroic, biblical trickster. In both of these stories, the tricksters are acting on behalf of humanity. They are thought to be heroic. If you're human, it's more evident in the Raven story where she stills the sun back to ensure a survival kind of a no brainer. It's slightly more difficult. At least for me in the Jacob's story, the story has always bothered me. There's so much manifest destiny implied in it. Jacob was simply more deserving because he was. When actually he kind of was more deserving because he was Jacob. Jacob was smart and worldly. Jacob knew how to get things done, how to think things through. And actually that does make him a better leader. Plus he was weakened, no matter how good or competent Esau was at being Esau, he was not a born leader. He was a fantastic hunter, but he could not live up to the responsibilities of his own birthright. He had two wives. It's a questionable choice for a farmer, but strictly out of bounds for most leaders, we love tricksters when they are tricking others on our behalf, tricksters get things done because they don't give up. They just get clever. But how do we know when we should let things go? And when we should get tricky, are we being clever to prove that we're clever or to get something we personally want or to make the world a little bit better? How do we know when a trick has gone too far? How do we forgive a trick that has been played on us? What happens when we fail to perceive tricks as fun next time, the trickster as monster until then author responsibly. As people, we only notice what we understand and as much as we might wish to tell ourselves, otherwise we don't actually understand very much. I once drove a couple of developmentally disabled adults across town. At one point they were trying to convey their opinion. I could clearly see that neither one of them had any idea what the other one was talking. After a while I saw the Meech decide that the other secretly agreed with them. They then smiled at each other and an eye like you kind of way. And I thought that's exactly what we are doing all the time. We don't really get what the other person is talking about, where they're coming from. We just decide if we like them or not. If they're a friend or foe and proceed from there. I wish we would pick friends significantly more often. Well, understanding breeds, compassion. It isn't actually necessary. Maybe we could just be kind because we would all be a happier, healthier and safer. And that would be good. Maybe there's no such thing as deserving something. Maybe there's only being something. And maybe that's enough in that as the trickster in real life, the artists whose based material as truth and final creation is understanding or misunderstanding, depending on how deep we're willing to look misunderstanding is easy. Allows us to stand in shallow waters and gaze at our own reflections, mistaking them for something outside of ourselves, evil or beauty. Understanding is difficult. It requires diving into our own depths and confronting what we may not want to know about ourselves so that we can subtract our reflections from the pictures we see next time, the monster trickster author responsibly.

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