I was brought up on Bullfinch and Hamilton and can appreciate the power of the mythology of the Greeks. I find all these years later that the depth of feeling I have for those tales actually exceeds what I feel about the Christianity in which I was raised. I believe it is because with few exceptions the Biblical stories were presented as history, yet lacked much credibility. But Perseus, Jason, Hercules, Hector, Odysseus - these live in a timeless realm where I do not need to believe in them as mundane matters of fact. They offer archetypes of ideals - courage, heroism, honor, loyalty - yet are simultaneously human with all the flaws and foibles that entails. They are images I could both look up to and still recognize myself in them. And that told me I, I could hope to be brave and heroic and honorable and loyal if I continued to try. This is what myth is: a highly polished mirror of life showing us what matters not just today or tomorrow but for all time.
* Steps down. Pushes soapbox back under bed. *