“One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. The latter procedure, however, is disagreeable and therefore not popular.”― C.G. Jung
“Something in us wishes to remain a child, to be unconscious or, at most, conscious only of the ego; to reject everything strange, or else subject it to our will; to do nothing, or else indulge our own craving for pleasure or power.”
Carl Jung, The Structures & Dynamics of the Psyche
There’s a lot we don’t know about ourselves. Likewise, there’s a lot we may not know about everyone else. Jung used the word ‘psyche’ to refer to both the conscious and the unconscious…The word ‘persona’ (also from Jung) has an interesting root. It comes from the Latin word meaning “mask”. This, however, is not derogatory. It’s necessary. Each of us has a persona. We need it for survival. It’s the face we put on for public use, and it can be intentional or unconscious..The only danger is when people become their personae. The means something has been shut off somewhere along the line, and these people will end up hiding behind the false personality that works professionally.
The relatively small hours I’ve spent reading Jung have been more than worth it. Start with his autobiography, “Memories, Dreams, Reflections”, and you will be in for a fascinating time while simultaneously fine-tuning your intuition and instincts. – from “Read Carl Jung”
“Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above ground lasts only a single summer. Then it withers away—an ephemeral apparition. When we think of the unending growth and decay of life and civilizations, we cannot escape the impression of absolute nullity. Yet I have never lost a sense of something that lives and endures underneath the eternal flux. What we see is the blossom, which passes. The rhizome remains.”
where are you my child 作詞：Ayuo Carl Jung の考えに基づく
where are you my child
In my dreams
God is my child
And my child is my God.
A maiden is the future
The boy makes the path
In my dreams
God is my child
And my child is my God.
私の魂よ、どこにいるのだ？私の声が聞こえるか？ 私だ。あなたに呼びかけているのだ。そこにいるのか？ 私はもどってきた。
“My soul, where are you? Do you hear me? I speak, I call
you-are you there? I have returned, I am here again. I have
shaken the dust of all the lands from my feet, and I have come
to you, I am with you. After long years of long wandering, I
have come to you again. Should I tell you everything I have
seen, experienced, and drunk in? Or do you not want to hear
about all the noise of life and the world? But one thing you
must know: the one thing I have learned is that one must live
This life is the way, the long sought-after way to the unfatholnable, which we call divine.
There is no other way,
all other ways are false paths.
I found the right way, it led me to you, to my soul.
I return, tempered and purified.
Do you still know me?
How long the separation lasted!
Everything has become so different.
And how did I find you? How strange my journey
was! What words should I use to tell you on what twisted paths
a good star has guided me to you?
Give me your hand, my almost forgotten soul.
How warm the joy at seeing you again, you long disavowed soul.
Life has led me back to you.
Let us thank the life I have lived for all the happy and all the sad hours, for every joy, for every sadness.
My soul, my journey should continue with you.
I will wander with you and ascend to my solitude.”
(私は怪物 作詞：Ayuo Carl Jung の考えに基づく
Yoko Ueno: Vocals
with other instruments)
My soul leads me into the desert, into the desert
of my own self I did not think that my soul is a desert, a barren,
hot desert, dusty and without drink.
Why is myself a desert?
Have I lived too much outside of myself in men and events?
Why did I avoid my self?
Was I not dear to myself?
But I have avoided the place of my soul.
I was my thoughts after I was no longer events and other men.
My journey goes above my thoughts to my own self,
and that is why it leads me into solitude.
Solitude is true only when the self is a desert.
The way is only apparently clear,
the desert is only apparently empty.
It seems inhabited by magical beings
who murderously attach themselves to me
and demonically change my form.
I have evidently taken on a completely monstrous form
in which I can no longer recognize myself
It seems to me that I have become a monstrous animal form
for which I have exchanged my humanity.
This way is surrounded by hellish magic,
invisible nooses have been thrown
over me to ensnare me.
And so I have become my thoughts
And when I tried to escape from my thoughts
I became the desert
the desert in my heart
Should I also make a garden out of the desert?
Should I people a desolate land?
Should I open the airy magic garden of the wilderness?
But my soul spoke to me and said, “Wait.”
“A group experience takes place on a lower level of consciousness than the experience of an individual. This is due to the fact that, when many people gather together to share one common emotion, the total psyche emerging from the group is below the level of the individual psyche. If it is a very large group, the collective psyche will be more like the psyche of an animal, which is the reason why the ethical attitude of large organizations is always doubtful. The psychology of a large crowd inevitably sinks to the level of mob psychology. If, therefore, I have a so-called collective experience as a member of a group, it takes place on a lower level of consciousness than if I had the experience by myself alone.”
― C.G. Jung, The Archetypes and the Collective Unconscious