When, at the age of 19, I first read Fearful Symmetry, Northrop Frye’s landmark book on the poet and visionary William Blake, I was exhilarated by the promise of the imagination. Blake asserted that reality is not given but created. It only seems stubbornly resistant because of the passive state of our imaginations, which are largely dormant, half asleep. Synchronicity played its role in the book’s overwhelming impact on me: it was the spring of 1970, and change was in the air.