I'm reading Clarissa Pinkola Estes' book Women Who Run With the Wolves, and in the chapter about creativity, there is the story of Baba Yaga, a wise woman (hag) who flies through the air in a big pot with a spoon to steer it. Estes says that containment (as in the pot) is the solution to thwarted creativity. Jack and Ennis created their love together but when they spilled out into the world, after they came down off the mountain, it was dispersed and diluted.
