: Moyra Caldecott
: Mythical Journeys, Legendary Quests The Spiritual Search - Traditional Stories from World Mythology
: Mushroom eBooks
: 9781843193401
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One of the most persistent themes in myth and legend from the world's many cultures is that of the journey, the quest. InMythical Journeys, Legendary Quests, noted writer on the topic, Moyra Caldecott, shows the connection between the sacred, mythic journeys as found in legend and story, and the real journey of the individual soul towards enlightenment.
This perennial quest for reassurance in the face of human mortality is spread as wide as our existence on the planet and throughout history. Indeed Carl Jung and Joseph Campbell have shown us that myth and legend are not just fantasy tales for children. They are powerful expressions, in code, of a deep yearning towards an understanding of human existence.
Moyra Caldecott has selected material from many cultures to illustrate this point: from ancient Egypt and Sumeria to aboriginal Australia, pre-Columbian America, Vietnam, India, Africa and Europe. With each legend retold, Moyra provides background on its origin and a commentary on its meaning and significance.

Chapter 1


Gilgamesh: The Quest for Immortality (Sumeria)


Origin

A cycle of epic tales describing the adventures of Gilgamesh originated in Sumeria, the Tigris/Euphrates region of the Middle East, nowadays known as Iraq. The hero was said to have lived in Uruk not long before or after 5000 BC, at the height of the Sumerian civilization. Gilgamesh was described as the king of Uruk, one of the major cities of the region, others being Ur and Kish. Early tablets record his battle with King Agga of Kish, suggesting that in fact Gilgamesh was a historical figure. Later tablets exaggerate his prowess and ascribe feats to him that could only have been performed by a mythic hero with some divine blood in his veins. It came to be said that he was the son of a human father, King Lugalbanda of Uruk, and the goddess Ninsun.

The earliest records of his life are in Sumerian, but later the Semite peoples who overran the region took the story up and most of our information comes from clay tablets in the cuneiform writing of the Akkadian language. Babylonian fragments are older than the Assyrian, and trading links with the Hittites (from what is now modern Turkey) and the Hurrians (from what is now modern Armenia) later carried the epic even further afield. Fragments have been found by archaeologists in the archives of Boghazkoy, the ancient Hittite city, and at Megido, but most of what we have today were found in the ruins of the great library of Nineveh, which was sackedc.612 BC. The ancient Elamites were known to have performed a version of it as a drama. There is currently an English dramatic version in existence written by Robert Temple, author of an excellent verse translation of the epic calledHe Who Saw Everything.

The Story

Gilgamesh, the great king of Uruk, and his inseparable companion, Enkidu, returned in triumph from the conquest of the giant guardian of the cedar forests, Humbaba. The goddess of love, Ishtar, seeing the young man riding in the streets, his muscles rippling and his curls bound with gold, desired him and called him to her presence.

Gilgamesh stood before her proudly — aware of the scent of a thousand flowers, dazzled by the gleam of her skin and the jewels that twined in long strings around her limbs.

‘Gilgamesh,’ she said softly, ‘come closer. I offer you the greatest treasure any man could desire.’

‘What is that, my lady?’ the hero asked cautiously, keeping his distance.

She smiled fondly and reached out her slender hand, each finger circled with a different gem.

‘You will be my lover,’ she purred. ‘Come closer, mortal, and taste a greater pleasure than you have ever known.’

Still Gilgamesh held back.

‘Come!’ she repeated, this time a trifle impatiently.

‘Great goddess,’ he said. ‘I am a king and already have all the treasure any man could desire.’

Her eyes narrowed.

‘Forgive me, goddess, but all who have been your lovers are no more. To lie with you is to lie with death.’

‘Go then, Gilgamesh, and taste the venom of my curse!’ Her eyes flashed. Her lips tightened. Her voluptuous body seemed to harden and grow tall and angular. She towered over him and the sky darkened