The Mythic Journey Retold

by bob svihovec

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Labor I

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Labor II

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Labor III

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Labor IV

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Labor V

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Labor VI

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Labor VII

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Labor VIII

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Labor IX

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Labor X

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Labor XI

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Labor XII

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Birth

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Recognition


         As the morning light reached the seven gated city of Thebes, King Amphitryon was informed Queen Alcmene had given birth to twins. First born Iphicles (the heir) and Alkeides (the strong one) named after his grandfather. Yet the rumors spread, “Queen Alcmene must have been charmed by one of the Gods.” Hera ever sensitive of her husband Zeus's ventures, released a test. In the dark, as the infants slept, the twin serpents of Matter and Illusion pursued their poisonous outcome. The young warriors response was swift and fatal. Alkeides strangled the venomous pair. Truth revealed. Alkeides was trained in all the world accomplishments; music, arts and sciences and was counseled in wisdom and virtue. As he reached a four full cubits in stature, his fame and prowess grew. Iphicles, his twin could have vanished for all he was noticed.

         As Alkeides approached his eighteenth birthday standing at the city gates foursquare, he rejected his teachers and declared it was time he stood free. The wise King Amphitryon realized he must find his own way. Alkeides was charged with tending the Kings flocks on Mt Cithaeron. The seasons turned as he pondered the possibilities ahead. But he found the unforeseen, the stories of a lion devouring the cattle were true. He knew he must be about his fathers business. He pursued the beast far and wide, until they battled in the dark. Alkeides emerged triumphant. Wearing the mantle of the lion his journey began seeking those in need.

         During his exploration, he met and married Megara. They had three children. Alkeides was fanatical, uncompromising in his drive to go and serve wherever he was called. Hera saw the possibilities in his rigid madness. It was time to reveal his debt for his true fathers touch. By the time the word of the destruction reached Alkeides it was to late. In the chaos his three children paid the ultimate price.

         Seeking penance, Alkeides went to the Oracle of Apollo at Delphi. Time past until the sincerity of his vow was acknowledged. The priestess of Apollo addressed him. He would no longer be known as Alkeides, but as Hercules for the glory of Hera. His atonement would be fulfilled in servitude to King Eurystheus. There he would be tasked to complete twelve labors.

         Zeus spoke and bade the gods to witness the endeavor. Athene brought a robe woven by herself. Volcan forged a golden breastplate to guard his heart. Neptune brought a pair of horses. A sword of rare design was given by Mercury and finally Apollo brought bow of light. Hercules stood ready. Yet doubt filled his mind. Setting aside his gifts, Hercules dashed into the woods and returned with a stout club. This is mine. Watch my high deeds.

Labor I

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Capture of the Man-Eating Mares


         The first great Gate stood open wide. The command was heard, “ Capture these mares, and end these evil deeds.” With great shouts of triumphant, Hercules rushed forth from the first gate. This was the land of Diomedes, son of Mars. In this marshy land, the wild horses were breeding with the fearsome war horses and terrorizing the countryside, killing all the sons of men who crossed their path.

         It was in the wake of their destruction, that he united with Abderis, who would become his trusted companion. They tracked the horses to small clearing with only one entrance. There they waited for the horses to return for the night. Hercules knew no fear. It wasn't long before Hercules captured and tethered the unruly herd.

         In the morning light Hercules led the horses toward the gates of Diomedes. He was so enraptured with his success, he felt the task of handling the horses was beneath his ability. He handed responsibility to Abderis to drive the horses through the gate and turned his back and marched pridefully on.

         Abderis was fearful and the war horses seized their moment. The light was crushed out of him. Hercules was grief -stricken knowing he was responsible. Discouraged yet wiser, he returned to the task at hand. His pursuit was relentless. Finally in a mud-filled ravine, he reestablished control.

         He presented the horses to Eurystheus, who released them to a place of peace. “Labor the first is ended, the task is done, but done badly. Learn the true lesson of this task. Go and rest.”

Labor II

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Capture of the Creatan Bull


         Weary from the strain of inmost torment, Hercules approached the second Gate. A deep sense of need called him forth. “Seek and find the bull, and lead it to the Holy Place where the one-eyed men dwell.”

         Hercules made his way to the isle of Crete, where King Minos ruled. On his journey, he learned many upright men had been lured into the secrets hid in the dark labyrinth. He learned the bull a gift from Posiden, born of the sea was to be sacrificed. But the beauty of the Bull, with its illumined star which shone upon its forehead, was more then the King could bare. He switched the animals. Posiden would not be deceived. He drove the bull mad and caused Queen Pasiphae to fall in love with it, producing the monster offspring concealed in the labyrinth.

         Hercules tracked the marauding beast from place to place for many days and nights, until finding its lair. He wrestled and mastered the bull. Mounting on its back, he rode to the shore where the Sisters seven urged him on to free the bull and complete his task. He rode the bull as if a horse across the sea to the sacred land of the Cyclops three, Brontes, Steropes, and Arges. Hercules felt the intensity of their gaze as they questioned his purpose. He explained his deep-seated urge to seek the bull and bring it to the Holy Place.

         Hercules returned to Eurystheus with empty hands, yet the task was fulfilled. He rested from his labor and pondered upon the essence of light.

Labor III

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Gathering the Golden Apples of the Hesperides


         As Hercules prepared to enter the third great Gate, the Presiding One sent word to guard the sacred tree. On this tree of wisdom grew the golden apples of Hesperides. The fame of these sweet fruits was known by all those sons of God who traveled upon the Way. Hercules was warned by Eurystheus that the sacred tree was cherished by three maidens and guarded by a hundred headed dragon. He cautioned Hercules, who was always rushing forward, that he would encounter five great tests on his journeys, which would furnish opportunities to enrich his skills, understanding, and wisdom.

         With confidence, Hercules passed through the Gate and headed north. Asking every traveler he met for directions to the sacred garden, he received none. He returned to the gate many times. Discouraged, he remembered the Eurysteus warning, “ The truth may not appear as it seems.” Watching from afar, Eurysteus encouraged Nereus to assist. Hercules encountered Nereus many times but realized it not. Finally as he rested on the bank of the river Po, the the sympathetic river nymphs encouraged him to seek Nereus the ancient sea god and told him he sleeps on the shore every night. If he could hold him fixed he would tell Hercules what he wanted to know. Following their advice, Hercules captured and held him tight. The ancient one changed his form many times, but Hercules did not quit. Finally Nereus pointed to the south, “You must head to the dark land.”

         Confidently, Hercules traveled south. He hadn't journeyed far when his way was blocked by Antaeus, wearing the serpent skin. “You must conquer me to travel on!' Hercules love for a good brawl made backing down out of the question. They clashed many times, yet every time Hercules threw Antaeus to the ground, he grew in strength until he was a daunting adversary. Hercules realized Antaeus strength was from his connection with the earth. With a quick stunning blow, Hercules lifted Antaeus high overhead into the air. Antaeus, the serpent, was conquered. The second test was passed.

         Hercules turned west and came upon a glittering palace. Entering he heard Busiris, son of the waters, close kin to Poseidon, proclaiming to all he had unveiled the hidden reality. He offered knowledge and riches beyond compare. “Serve me, for only I can show you the way.” Hercules seeking the way, pledged himself to serve. The incense and elixir of Busiris's words weakened Hercules to the point where Busiris was able to bind him to the four corners of the stone alter. Hercules weakened and could not free himself until he remembered his encounter with Nereus. “There is a higher power and strength and wisdom within yourself.” Silently, Hercules pondered on the revealed truth. Gathering the strength found within all true Sons of God, he broke free from his bonds. He seized his false teacher, the great arch-deceiver and bond him to the alter. He gathered his club, spoke no word, but left him there to learn. The third great test was past.

         He traveled on with greater wisdom, searching for the sacred garden. A distant cry of deep distress reached his ears. Not wanting to waist more time he hesitated, but the wail of anguish sounded again. He rushed up the mountain to the source to find Prometheus chained upon a rock while vultures ruthlessly plucked at his liver, slowly killing him. Hercules broke the binding chain and freed Prometheus. Hercules tended the wounds until Prometheus recovered. Then, with much loss of time, he started on the way once again. He received word from Eurystheus, “The forth trial has been successfully met. There has been no delay. The rule which hastens all progress along the way is 'learn to serve.' ”

         Upon all ways the search went on, north, south, east and west. It was rumored by a passing pilgrim to be in the high mountains in the east. With joy in his heart Hercules hastened his steps. But yet again his quest was disrupted. He had never witnessed such anguish. He watched Atlas suffer under the weight of the world. Atlas asked no help and saw Hercules not. Gauging the measure of the load and pain, Hercules rushed forward and eagerly removed the load, lifting it of his shoulders. Astonished, Hercules and Atlas stood free. Atlas offered him the Golden Apples. The three sisters, Aegle, Erytheia and Hesperis stepped forward with more. “The way to us is always marked by service. Forget it not. Go forth and serve.” Hercules returned the gifts for those who follow on, and returned from whence he came.

Labor IV

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Capture of the Ceryneian Hind


         Hercules in deep silence, stood before the forth Great Gate. In the far distance stood the gleaming shrine of the Sun-God Apollo. On a nearby hill stood a slender hind with golden antlers. In the stillness, Hercules heard a voice from the bright circle of the moon. Artemis warned him not to touch the doe, claiming it to be hers. Then Diana, daughter of the sun, sprang into view. The huntress of the heavens, likewise claimed possession, saying the doe was too young until today, but now it can be of use. Hercules wondered much listening to the quarrel.

         As he pondered the situation, another voice reached his ear. The doe belonged to neither maid, but to the Sun-God. Go rescue it and bear it to the safety of the shrine. Hercules bolted forth. The goddesses watched and prepared.

         For a full year, he followed the doe from place to place. His progress was slowed by the subtle deception of the two goddesses. Finally in the deep woods, close to a quiet pool he found it sleeping wearied from flight. With steadfast eye, he shot an arrow, finding it's mark between bone and sinew, pinning them together. He grasp the doe and held it close to his heart. Hercules proclaimed the hind as his own.

         “Not so.” came the response from the Council Chamber of the Gods. The doe belongs not to any one son of man. Hercules was instructed to bring the sacred doe to the golden shrine of Apollo where dwell sons of God. Hercules protested and still claimed the hind as his own. Zeus made clear the intent, reminding Hercules he too was a son of God and the shrine was also his abode. Hercules carried the hind to the holy shrine of Mykenae, where he laid the doe upon the alter. Noticing again the wounds, he doubled his claim of possession, by right of search.

         But Artemis, standing in the outer court, made her claim, the doe was still hers as was every form in nature. The Sun-God rebuked her declaring its spirit dwelt for all eternity within the holy shrine with him. He bade Diana enter for a moment and describe what she saw. She proclaimed even though its spirit rest with him, the doe was dead, and questioned why the slayer should be able to pass within the sacred space while Artemis and her were forced to await the doe outside. The response was clear, “He held it close to his heart. The doe is mine. Not yours, nor man's. In this holy place the doe finds rest as do all men.”

Labor V

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Slaying of the Nemean Lion


         While the Council Chamber of the Gods pondered the plan for the sons of men who are the sons of God, Hercules rested. Time and time again he set out to capture the elusive hind until the timid creature came at his gentle calling.

         Eurystheus, knowing the dread Labor was at hand, instructed Hercules to prepare well his weapons. Yet, Hercules heavily armed with the gifts of war stood before fifth great Gate contemplating the purpose of his task. A cry of deep distress reached his awareness. The people of Nemea were suffering. The savage roar of the marauding lion echoed through-out the land. Eurystheus watched and measured Hercules intention.

         Hercules stepped beyond the gate and dropped the armaments of war, keeping only his bow and stalwart club. The other weaponry would only slow his progress. From place to place he passed seeking the lion. The people hid behind closed doors in fear. Few ventured forth out of need or desperation. Those he met questioned his skill and ability, seeing only the frail wooden club. The lion had devoured many with far greater armament. When he asked where the beast might be found, only confusion and misdirection followed.

         Hercules silently moved on, listening for the lion's roar. Days and nights he searched the Way as some with fearful trembling followed him with hope. Suddenly they came upon the bloodied beast at the edge of a young thicket. Seeing Hercules approach unafraid, the lion roared. Trees shook and the Nemans fled, but Hercules stood still. Grasping his bow he took careful aim. Straight the arrow flew and struck the beast in the shoulder, only to fall to the ground, harmless. Astonished, Hercules shot again and again until his quiver was empty. Angered the lion stood to face his attacker. Hercules threw his bow to the ground and with mighty yells charged forward. Startled by the bold attacker the lion turned and fled. It rushed into the thicket and up the valley. Suddenly all traces of the lion vanished.

         Hercules paused and stood silent. He renewed his search from point to point along the narrow way grasping his trusty club. It wasn't until he reached the higher altitudes of Mt. Tretus that he came upon the lions lair. Suddenly a mighty roar issued forth from the black depths of the cave. Fearless, Hercules entered the grim darkness. He passed trough the entire length and emerged into the light of day on the other side. Puzzled he heard the lions roar deep within the cave behind him. As he pondered the situation, he saw piles of sticks and brush. He blocked one entrance and then dragged a huge pile in behind him blocking all escapes. And there in the dark he turned to face the beast.

         Rushing forward, he grasp the lion by the throat. With his great strength he tightened his hold. Its breath blasted in his face as the roars of hate and fear grew weaker and weaker, until the enemy of man was no longer. He killed the lion with his two hands. He skinned the beast cutting it with its own claw. He left the cave and declared the lion was dead. The people rejoiced.

         Returning to the gate he presented the skin to his teacher, Eurystheus and proclaimed the people stood free. The teacher, returning the pelt to Hercules, reminded him that the lion and the serpents must be slain again and yet again.

Labor VI

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Seizing the Gridle of Hippolyte


         Word came forth from the Council Chamber, Hercules must try his mettle with a foe of a different sort. Eurytheus called his ward, Hercules to arise and pass the sixth great gate. There he was to seek and return with the girdle of Hippolyte, the warrior queen.

         Upon the shores of a great sea dwelt the high queen with her warriors bold. She reigned over all women of the known world. Men not one was to be found. They worshiped daily within the temple of the moon and sacrificed to Mars, the god of war. Back from their annual visit to the haunts of men, she stood at the high alter wearing the sacred girdle given her by Venus, the queen of love. The girdle forever a symbol of unity achieved through struggle and conflict.

         She announced word came forth from the great ones foretelling of a warrior bold, Hercules a son of man and yet a son of God, was on his way. “They require me to give up this girdle I wear. Shall we obey the word, O Amazons or shall we fight?”

         Hercules arrival was announced before a resolution could be reached. Forth to the son of God went Hippolyte, the warrior queen. She was taken with his prowess, believing together they would bring forth a warrior of all warriors. He would brook no delay and demanded her Gridle. She approached to embrace, with the gift of untiy in hand, but Hercules struck out. With a mighty blow of rejection, death replaced possibilities.

         Aghast at what he had done, he clutched the symbol of unity and love. He heard the teachers harsh words. “Why kill the mother of the sacred child, the custodian of the possible? Again you have not understood. Redeem this moment, e'er again you seek my face!” Lost in regret, Hercules sought the homeward way, leaving the women sorrowing, bereft of leadership and love.

         Near the rocky shore of the great sea, shrieks of terror again reached his ears. Between the jaws of a mighty sea monster, poor Hesione was held firm. Without hesitation, Hercules plunged into the sea and reached the shore. Only to late, Hesione had disappeared within the the cavernous throat. With a mighty roar the beast charged Hercules, who swiftly leapt into the open mouth. Down the red tunnel he rushed, finding her deep within. Using his short sword, holding her close, he hewed his way out. So he rescued her, thus balancing his previous deed of death.

         Again through the sixth gate passed Hercules. The teacher spoke, “You slaughtered that which cherished you. You rescued that which needed you, and thus again the two are one. Go and rest.”

Labor VII

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Capture of the Erymanthian Boar


         Eurytheus summoned the son of man who was the son of God. With the inception of the seventh great labor, he hoped to expand Hercules judgment and balance. His instructions were simple. “Go forth, salvage a ravaged country, and capture the wild boar. Yet take the time to eat.”

         Hercules prepared and stood by the gate. Apollo greeted the champion and presented him with a new bow. But Hercules hesitated. He put the bow down. “I will not take it. My last labor, I slew and killed. This time I slaughter not.” The power of the seventh gate passed through him as he crossed the portal with his trusty club.

         Signs of the wild boars destruction were rampant, as Hercules searched high on Mount Erymanthus. The people hid in fear. As he hunted the beast, he came upon an old friend. It was Pholus, one of a group of centaurs known to the gods. Hercules abandoned his quest as Pholus invited him to refresh. Along the way to centaurs hall, they met Chiron the teacher of his youth. The three friends withdrew to the where they feasted, drank and talked of old times. They drew sacred wine from the great cask, given by the gods to be drunk only when all the centaurs gathered as an alliance. It belonged to the group.

         The other centaurs heard the ruckus from the distant points and in wrath they came. A fierce battle ensued. In the ardor of the struggle, Hercules seized the mantle bow and loosed a shower of arrows and changed the the tide of battle. Quickly he spun to aid Chiron, but his aim was brash. He struck Chiron and only then he realized the the poison he unleashed. The old master racked in agony. Hercules tried to comfort his immortal friend, but the poison's pain was unbearable. Chiron pleaded for Zeus to let him pass on. Zeus honored his wish and stationed his image among the stars in tribute to his accomplishments.

         In the centaurs release, Hercules mourned. Again he had become the messenger of death. He escaped high into the mountains and renewed his search for the wild boar. He followed the beast to the limits of the snow, where he tracked the boar for many days in the bitter cold. Yet he saw it not. Hercules pondered his task and recalled the skills he had earlier mastered. Setting a snare to entangle the beast as it sought to feed, he waited long in the shadows till the dawn drew near. The boar emerged driven by an ancient hunger. Into the snare it tumbled. Hercules watched as it struggled to be free. Finally it lay exhausted in the snow. Hercules released the wild boar and wrestled with it until it was mastered. The creature did as Hercules desired, a prisoner of his skill.

         Down from the snowy mountain, Hercules rejoiced and drove boar before him. Singing and dancing he commanded the fierce yet tame beast. He controlled and steered it by the hind legs all the way into the city. Those who met the son of man, who is a son of God, laughed at such a sight.

         Hercules returned to the seventh gate. The teacher spoke sternly with him, “The labor is complete, yet twice you have slain that which you should love. Ponder the lessons learned.” Hercules rested and prepared for the labor supreme.

Labor VIII

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Destroying the Lernaean Hydra


         The Council Chamber of the gods watched the flame within the son of man, yet also a son of God, grow brighter. It was decided Erymanthus prepare Hercules for his next great test. The serpent has risen once again to deceive the sons of men. Let Hercules prepare and look to his weapons with care.

         Eager and refreshed, Hercules stood before the eighth Gate. He was told the seven fold source of the sacred river Amymone has been fouled. The once fertile and divine land is now the Lerneaen swamp wherein the dreaded hydra dwells. The people of the land cry-out in deep distress and seek your aid. But be forewarned this is no ordinary serpent. The hydra was raised by Hera and your coming has been foretold to it. This will be a test of where you stand.

         Gathering his weapons, Hercules with a fearless heart, passed through the Gate. Trusted Iolaus waited just beyond with chariot of horses three. Unified again, they raced off through the sacred sacred groves. As they drew near the swamp the stench took their breath away. Closer still, the muck and mire made chariot travel well neigh impossible. They set out on foot to search for the foul beast. The misty swamp was full of treachery and deceit. They still had not found the hydras lair.

         Athene in her wisdom appeared to Hercules and probed the depth of his conviction. She believed his sincerity of purpose. Directing him to the putrid cavern of perpetual night, while warning him “ Death swallows those who seek to battle in the dark.” She continued, “I will tell you but this: Keep your eye on the eagle; call down fire; do not look at the ground; and be centered on your fathers side.”

         In the predawn, armed with his club, Hercules stood at the entrance of the filthy lair. With great shouts he attempted to call the beast out, but only stench billowed forth. He commanded Iolaus to build a fire and bring his bow. Sending blazing arrows of piercing light into the black depths, the hideous monster emerged hissing and spewing filth. With nine heads, one being immortal, it sought revenge for the bold disruption. The hydra lunged, but Hercules responded with a mighty blow. The club crushed the life from the nearest venomous head. But to Hercules dismay, two quickly grew and replaced the one.

         Sensing fear, the beast lunged again. The hydras deceitful ways were nearly successful. Using its tail as a probing snare, it attempted to entrap Hercules feet and drag him down. Remembering Athene's words of caution, he did not look down, but sensing treachery side stepped the attack. Continued blows only led to more heads as the hideous monster gained in strength.

         Hercules once more drew on the wisdom of Athene. He summoned Iolaus to torch the fresh wounds and seal the source of growth. As the tide of battle changed Hercules saw the Eagle rise in the east with the sun. Seeing this as a sign of victory, Hercules rushed in and seized the hydra. Under its weight, he sank to his knees in the muck. Yet as he raised it higher into the air he could feel it weaken.

         The serpent shuddered as the rays of light broke upon its loathsome frame. Weaker and weaker it became until its venomous heads fell lifeless. Only then did the serpents power of illusion diminish. Hercules was able to recognize the mysterious immortal head. Taking the golden falchion, Hercules severed the undying source. He then buried the indestructible living form under a massive rock.

         His will imposed, Hercules and Iolaus journeyed to the eighth great Gate. Leaving his trusted friend, Hercules returned to the light that shines within. Again he met the serpent Antaeus and again he was victorious. The perpetual deception must be slain again and yet again.

Labor IX

X

Killing the Stymphalian Birds


         The great presiding One turned to Erymanthus, the ever present teacher, “Prepare a test which will prove him worthy to open the lesser gate at the base of the mountain. Let him strengthen his ability to serve the race of men.” Erymanthus watched as Hercules prepared and stood before the ninth great Gate dressed in full battle array.

         A deep sense of unfulfilled duty called Hercules to labor forth. Turning to Erymanthus, he questioned the deep need he felt. The teacher responded that the people of Arcadia are being ravaged by the man-eating birds of Stymphalian and are in need. Hercules pledged to travel the way. The teacher counseled him to “look to the silence.”

         Hercules swiftly traveled to Arcadia carrying only the bow of Apollo and his trusty club. Seeking the whereabouts of the man-eating birds, he called loudly to the fearful people, “I am Hercules and I have come from the great ones to free this land!” But they doubted him and from whence he came and remained hidden. Before he could clarify his purpose, the sky darkened and filled with such raucous noise, his very words were rendered useless. A deadly rain of brazen feathers pierced the air impaled the ground. Seeking shelter Hercules realized talk was not where the solution lie.

         As the huge flock moved on he followed its path of destruction through the dense forest. Finally he stood at the edge of the great Stymphalus Marsh. He could hear the great flock but could not see them. They remained hidden in the tangled brush. He tried to approach but the bog would not hold him. Yet it was to thick for a boat to be useful. Towards dusk he cried out, “I, Hercules the son of God, have come for you!”

         Before the echo of his words had passed, a cloud of birds darkened the sky. Hercules swiftly emptied his quiver into the forming mass. The darkness only thickened between him and the light. The three dominant birds with beaks of brazen metal swooped down out of the darkness. Hercules was able to deflect the first, but the second grazed his back while he was distracted. The battle raged in the darkened light. He fought his way to an old stone hut at the edge of the woods. There he barricaded himself inside. Again the man-eating birds withdrew, leaving him to dress his wounds and ponder. It began to dawn on his mind that his own proclamation called down the devastation. The words of his teacher broke clearly on his mind, “look to the silence.” He knew it was so.

         His deeds were not unknown by the watchers of the race. Athene appeared at his door in the morning light. She brought gifts. Brazen cymbals forged on Olympus by Hephaestus to ring with pure energy, Arion, the flying horse, from Demeter and a full quiver from Apollo. Hercules questioned the use of the cymbals. Athene's only guidance was, “Often it only takes one fire to extinguish the many flames.”

         Standing in the twilight on a spur of Mount Cyllene, Hercules initiated his plan. The sound he created clashing the huge cymbals together overcame all others. The devastating noise confused and bewildered the plundering birds. They screeched and took to the air seeking to flee the clamor. Hercules now the hunter rose up on Arion. His mark the dominate three. The first fell separated from the others. The next arrow flew true to dispatch the second. Hercules airborne pursuit was swift for rider and horse were one. The third fell among the tree tops. The lesser birds bereft of leadership scattered and vanished.

         His task completed, Hercules released Arion, his faithful companion and returned to the ninth gate. There he rested.

Labor X

X

The Capture of Cerberus


         Eurystheus received word from the council chamber of the gods, that they deemed Hercules worthy to journey to the darkest depths and perform great deeds. Eurystheus consulted the ancient records and summoned the son of man who is also a son of God. He informed Hercules of his tenth labor. “You must capture Cerberus, the Guardian of Hades, and bring him up into the light of day for all to see.”

         With all his strength and wisdom, Hercules sought the Way. He went to Eleusis seeking to partake of the Mysteries for the entrance to the underworld was veiled from the living. The temple was closed, yet Pylius, as though sent, met Hercules and was taken by his sincerity and sense of purpose. Pylius offered to sponsor Hercules at the mysteries. He suggested Hercules should purify himself in preparation for the initiatory rights. In the time honored tradition, he ascended the high mountain and prepared for his future. As the cycles of the moon waxed and waned, he distilled his inner flame. In the clear morning air, when an eagle hailed the rising sun, Hercules knew it was time. He entered the temple square wearing the wreath of myrtle and affirmed his oath of brotherhood.

         His descent into Hades began down the ancient passageway. With fixed will, Hercules pushed deeper into the darkness guided by Hermes. Arriving at the river Styx, which separates the land of the dead from the land of the living, a grim Hercules approached the ferryman, Charon. He was terrified by Hercules and quickly transported him across the river without seeking payment of any kind.

         Upon his arrival in the dim misty region of Hades, the ghosts fled before him except Gorgon Medusa. He prepared for battle, yet Hermes advised him she was but a phantom. Grasping the truth, the illusion vanished. Hercules pressed on in the pale light across the Asphodel Fields until his way was blocked by Meleager. Hercules let fly a deadly arrow which passed harmlessly through the ancient warrior. Meleager laughed and declared he had nothing to fear from the dead. After they spoke briefly, Meleager pointed the way to Erebus, the palace of Hades.

         On route, the anguished cries drew Hercules toward the Gates of Tartarus. There he recognized his friends, Theseus and Peirithouse, bound to the chairs of forgetfulness. They were destined for eternity to be attacked by the bulls of Hades for their attempt to claim Persphone as Peirithous' bride. Hercules stopped the attack and with great toil freed Theseus. But no amount of effort could overcome the chairs grip on Perithous. Drinking from the Pool of Memory restored Theseus to fullness.

         Persphone approached from the palace and greeted Hercules. He explained he came for Cerberus. But before she responded, Hades stepped from the shadows and replied to the request. “He is yours, only if you can master him without using your weapons.” Taking his leave, Hercules set to his labor.

         Hercules found the dreaded three headed dog guarding the Gates of Acheron. Cerberus faced the intruder barking fiercely. As agreed, Hercules set his weapons aside and wrapped his pelt tight around himself. He rushed the dog, lifting him high by the ruling throat. Knowing desire controlled the gate, Hercules held firm to the stinging beast. The scorpion tails could not penetrate the lion pelt. Cerberus finally succumbed to the dominating will of Hercules.

         With Athene's assistance, Hercules recrossed the river Styx with a subdued Cerberus. Hercules returned to the tenth gate and found Eurytheus waiting. Who declared the success of light over dark and bade him return the keeper of the gate to his rightful place for others to conquer in there turn.

Labor XI

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Cleansing the Augean Stables


         Aroused by a deep sense of distress, Hercules approached Eurytheus, who informed him that the people of Augean were suffering greatly. An ancient evil was laying waste to the land. Grasping his club, Hercules prepared to meet the need and turning his back on the light supernal he passed through the eleventh great Gate.

         He journeyed to the kingdom Augean, the wealthiest in the world. The signs of distress were manifest. A pestilence swept the land. He was assailed by the horrid stench as he approached. Death was everywhere. The royal stables were contaminated from thirty years of neglect. Dung defiled the grounds and countryside.

         Hercules sought King Augeas. He offered to cleanse the stables. The King inquired as to the cost. Due to the tremendous need, Hercules volunteered his services for free. The astonished King sought council with his son Phyleus. This was so unusual, the King felt Hercules was not to be trusted. But in the end he proposed a deal claiming himself to be a wise and just King. He submitted that if Hercules could accomplish the task in one day, he would give him one tenth of his cattle.

         Hercules withdrew to ponder the situation. With the rising of the sun, the plan formulated in his mind. He proceeded to breach the stable yard wall in two places. His next step was to divert the flow of the rivers Alpheus and Peneus. He chose his prospects with care. With great effort he loosed the primary boulders setting the rivers of life in motion. The waters surged through the yards removing years of filth and stagnation.

         Having completed the task in one day, Hercules joyously sought King Augeas and declared the deed done. The King accused him of trickery and claimed it was the river-gods not he who had done the work. He refused to give Hercules the promised cattle. Hearing of the injustice, the Kings son spoke against the King proclaiming he gave his word. This angered the King and in his rage he banished both Phyleus and Hercules on peril of death if they ever should return.

         Hercules professed concern and responsibility for Phyleus, but the young man was grateful for the opportunity to seek his own Way. Hercules watched as their paths temporarily parted. He returned to Gate, where Eurytheus declared the barriers were broken and the two great rivers of life and love flowed more abundantly. The Presiding One watched as Hercules drank from the fountain source and was renewed.

Labor XII

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Capture of the Red Cattle of Geryon


         In stillness deep, Hercules pondered. His mind was filled with light fleeting and visions profound. The power of what he saw disturbed him. He sought Eurytheus for council describing all he had visioned. The teacher, aware of the turmoil of the world, explained in the darkened land of Erytheia, The monster Greyon holds captive the herd of red cattle. He bade, “Invoke the aid of Helius and return them to our Sacred City. ” Through the Twelfth Great Gate he passed.

         The red island of Erytheia lay off the distant shore, within the Ocean stream. Hercules erected two towering pillars narrowing the channel of the passing current. He toiled day long in the sweltering heat under the watchful eye of Helius. At nightfall, as Helius passed in his golden vessel, he hailed Hercules. “ What work is this?”

         Hercules explained it was a gift. He offered it as an opening to his sacred domain. So honored, Helius lent Hercules his ship for use on its return passage. In the morning, he renewed his journey to the island. But the Titan Oceanus, fearing for his grandson Greyon, raised a violent storm. The vessel pitched and shuttered violently. Hercules spread his lion pelt as a sail and steadied the sacred craft. Guiding it to a sheltered cove, he disembarked and ascended Mt. Abas. There the son of man who is also a son of God, passed the night in deep contemplation of the task at hand.

         With the dawning light he descended to the lush valley where the red cattle grazed. But a vicious howl broke upon the morning mist. Orhrus the murderous two headed dog discovered his scent and sounded the alarm. The snarling brute charged straight for the throat. With one decisive blow, Hercules struck the beast dead.

         The shepherd Eurytion followed close behind. Beholding the power of the warrior Hercules, he quickly pleaded for his life. Hercules having use for the deluded guardian spared his life and directed him to drive the cattle to the golden vessel.

         In the distance a great cloud of dust rapidly grew. Greyon the strongest man alive with his three torsos and six hands, rushed to claim his treasure. Hercules turned to face the giant seething with rage. Greyon hurled a mighty shaft with deadly intent. With instincts long refined, Hercules sidestepped the attempt. Seizing the moment, Hercules outflanked his attacker and let fly a well aimed arrow. The air burned with the force of his response. The smashing blow pierced all three bodies and the monster fell dead in the dust nevermore to rise.

         Collecting all the strays, Hercules and Eurytion loaded them in the golden craft. Toward the Sacred City they set sail. At the inspired sight of the Gateway of the Lion, his fatigue vanished. He offered all the red cattle in the name of Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom.

         Returning to the Last great gate, he once again stood before Eurystheus, his teacher who marked the Labors complete and released him from his charge. Yet Hercules knew his journey was incomplete. Taking his leave he returned to complete his trust.

Burn

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The Burning Ground


         Mounted on Arion, Hercules rode forth. He sought Phyleus, who had suffered much since they parted. Hercules new his responsibility was clear. They raised an army and marched on King Augelas. The city was sacked and King Augelas was put to death. The throne was restored to Phyleus the rightful heir.

         Hercules assembled an army at Pisa and as a tribute to his father Zeus, he started the Olympic Festival. It was to honor the best found in each man, but none could defeat Hercules, until a stranger emerged to challenge him in wrestling. They grappled and struggled through the day and deep into the night. Only when declared an exhaustive draw did Zeus reveal his true identity, to the wonder of all. At the festivals close Hercules returned Arion to Oncus, son of Apollo, and departed.

         Hercules set out for the palace of King Oeneus. He sought the hand of Deianeira, Meleager's sister, thus keeping his word to the ghost. But his journey was blocked by Achelous, the horned beast River-god who sought the beauty Deianeira for himself. Achelous threw down his green cloak and rushed in. The battle was fierce. But finally Achelous was thrown down. He transformed into a speckled serpent. Hercules was no stranger to serpents and quickly slammed him to the ground. Upon which Achelous took his final form as a raging bull. He charged but Hercules firmly grasped his horn and hurled him across the courtyard. His horn however, remained in the possession of Hercules the victor. Achelous fled. Hercules presented the King with the gift filled horn and won Deianeira's hand. They were soon married.

         On their journey to Trachis, Hercules and Deianeira approached the flood swollen Evenus river. They were met by Nessus the centaur, saying he was sent by the gods because of his righteousness, to act as a ferryman. Hercules agreed to let him carry Deianeira across. So throwing his club and bow to the other side of the river, he plunged in to swim across. Nessus burning with desire, seized the opportunity and fled with Deianeira. Her screams reached Hercules. He quickly recovered his bow and drew it full force. The flight was true and Nessus fell. Knowing it was his end, he held out a vial with instructions to mix the contents with his blood and in the dark secretly anoint Hercules shirt with it. She having heard rumors about Hercules past believed Nessus when he claimed it would be the charm to end all unfaithfulness for ever. Upon Hercules arrival, she said nothing.

         They continued to Trachis to settle. Their marriage was blessed with five children. While resting by a fountain in his garden, Hercules pondered the work still remaining. The numerous injustices still weighed heavy. Twin doves from the oak oracle in Dodona appeared with a message. Within fifteen months he was fated to die or spend the remainder of his life in perfect tranquility. Hercules was keenly aware of Zeus's prophecy that “No man alive may ever kill Hercules, a dead enemy shall be his downfall.” Hercules with renewed confidence chose to continue his destined work. Taking his leave of Deianeira, he gathered his army and marched on Oechalia.

         King Eurytus of Oechalia had been commanding unjust tribute from the Euboeans. Hercules sought to right the injustice. Success was hard won. The King fell mortally wounded in battle. Hercules took the beautiful Princess Iola captive. He treated her kindly and sent her attendants to serve Deianeira at Trachis. While Hercules departed for Euboean to give thanks, stories of Iolas's beauty and Hercules attentions reached Deianeira ears.

         Hercules set about consecrating the sacred alter to his father, Zeus. He sent Lichas to Deianeria to retrieve his ceremonial robe. Deianeria's heart was filled with fear and foreboding. So she vowed she would not lose her husband to temptation. She mixed the contents of the vial from Nessus with the robe and instructed Lichas under no circumstance should he expose the robe to light until Hercules was ready to perform the ritual. After hours of doubt, she emerged from the dark and drew back the veils. In the light the misplaced sash burst into flame. She knew she had been deceived. In full remorse she sent the swiftest messenger.

         Too late. The Hydras poison mixed with Nessus blood was exposed to light as Hercules stepped from the temple. It burst into flame. He tore at the robe but his flesh was fused with it. The pain was beyond endurance. Ragged and bloody he raced to the river and plunged in. The Hydras poison burned fiercer. He rampaged over the countryside seeking relief. When the news reached Deianeira she took her own life in despair.

         Exhausted and deteriorating, Hercules instructed his son to carry him to the highest peak and construct a pyre of oak branches. Hercules mounted the pyre and ordered its kindling. None would oblige until a passing shepherd boy did as asked. In gratitude, Hercules bequeathed the boy his bow and arrows.

         Spreading his lion pelt upon the platform, a weary Hercules lay down resting his head on his club. The Gods watched as the flames consumed the defender of the earth. Zeus's lightning bolt swiftly reduced the pyre to ashes as he proclaimed, “Fear not, his form will no longer resemble his mother, but the divine majesty of his father. He will live with his father forever.”

         Zeus's golden chariot carried him home. And his image was placed among the stars.

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