Caves of the Paleolithic
Shamanistic Rituals and Techniques of Ecstasy
In my late teens, I reluctantly agreed to go and visit the caves of Lascaux. Nothing could have prepared me for that profoundly moving experience. As I entered the caves, the silence inhabited me; I was in awe. Now, I contemplate these paintings as I would universal sources of lyric poetry, or, as a reflection of the deep abiding archetypal source of form in the human mind.