From FMW on the Days of our Lives

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The Gold Mine

 

THESE DAYS I am facing the problem of embarrassment of riches. It

seems I have a very peculiar gold mine. As the mine-car comes forth

each morning it brings a load of Gold Nuggets—Ideas, rich in the

power of clarification and coordination. Always, I am unable to

gather them all and store them in this vault of expression before the

day closes. The remainder goes on the mine-dump of the hidden

recesses of the mind where, while it is not exactly lost, it is

hidden by other material and time is required to recover it.

Meanwhile I have a vegetable garden—the merely practical and temporal

concerns—and in this garden the weeds are growing. I am enough of a

farmer to feel troubled about these weeds, but if I attend the

weeding job, the Nuggets continue to roll over the dump. And it so

happens that I am enough of a miner to appreciate the Value of the

Nuggets. For the Gold commands all the lesser values, symbolized by

the vegetables, while the latter do not command the Gold.

I choose the Gold before the rest.

 

This entry in Merrell-Wolff's Pathways is dated Sept. 14, 1936, many

days into the Recognitions flowering.

 

............bob