as soon as i sit down, bring the reality of tranquility, symbolised by a still lake surface, i project myself wandering close to it and slowley taking my clothes off and wading out, swimming and laying upon my back, floating in the summer sun, listening to nature, being still and finding peace within and without, my subconscious weaves through, surfacing, my phone goes off, it's a text from aimee the yoga girl i met at the ceremony. wow, i'm smiling, in my tranquility. how lovely.
we exchange messages and i get a good positive feeling.
later i sit down and read the soul book, it's quite brilliant as patrick delves into the jungian idea of anima and animus, the personification of the guide that leads us towards soul, often in dreams we see our animus.
i recall my dreams where women appear, all quite beautiful, i never have nightmares about them, they come as nature spirits or strong power figures, bursting with sun light or moon light, my dreams are extremely sensual and often sexual. i can see why after reading this book. i have a strong connection with the feminine principle, jung says, the anima is the feminine principle at work. even women will dream of the anima.
the idea of this even runs through alchemy where the ourobouros represents prime matter, the sun and moon, king and queen, are aspects of our psyche, soul, spirit and body which obey the command, ''solve et coagula' be dissolved and coagulate, wrenched apart and recombined in many distillations.
the language of alchemy is awkward and clumsy but it is the process that is followed that makes it worthy as a means, which is quite different from modern therapy which does not allow for fragmentation, it cannot accept we are many selves. they tend to move towards growth and unity of an integrated personality.
jung says there is no linear movement, and i have stated this as well elsewhere in this blog, the process occurs outside time and space, it is the sum of experience when reflected back, looked at in patterns. uniform development exists at the beginning later, everything points to the centre.here we can see how jung was obsessed by mandelas.