Myth and the heart

"I think of mythology as a function of biology, a statement of the impulse system of the body and the organs. Not something that's made up in the head. What's made up in the head is a fiction. What comes out of the heart is a myth."

Joseph Campbell, in The Hero's Journey

Until this morning, I thought of my Gloria episodes as fiction.  Now, and not to aggrandize them or the writing of them, I see they may be myth.  I don't make them up, they are not a product of the mind.  They, more or less, appear to me.   The best description I can give is that they - the stories or the characters - have decided I will be their scribe.  That could account for the ongoing and segmented nature of the tale.  I await reports, then pass them along.  It is likely one of my barn full of limiting beliefs that a myth is the work of the great or the gods themselves.  I am still sitting and digesting the possibility that I've been conscripted for such an assignment.  Remarkable, the way a label can change our perception of something that was ordinary, of human proportion, when called fiction but becomes so much more weighty with overtones of significance when called myth.  Continuing to think of it simply as a story will, I hope, keep me from turning something I have come to love as much as anything I've ever done into a daunting, responsibility-laden task.  Be careful what you read.