Sublime

the Red Book, it’s what Jung calls the lament of the dead.

For some people this feeling is not a dramatic crisis. It’s just a creeping malaise, a gradual loss of enthusiasm in what they are doing. The Jungian analyst James Hollis had a patient who explained it this way: “I always sought to win whatever the game was, and only now do I realize how much I have been played by the game.”

A man’s soul is as full of voices as a forest; there are ten thousand tongues there like all the tongues of the trees: fancies, follies, memories, madnesses, mysterious fears, and more mysterious hopes. All the settlement and sane government of life consists in coming to the conclusion that some of those voices have authority and others not.

The language of the Red Book is in my view Jung’s most insightful, precisely because it is not conceptual.

A core hypothesis stemming from the holistic use of the Wheel is that the “mental health” needs of a large percentage of troubled children, teens, and older persons would be much better addressed by helping them with their unfinished developmental tasks from the first three life stages than by pathology-centered psychotherapies or symptom-suppressi

It was Jung and Bleuler who put Freud on the scientific map, not the other way around.

In his view, fantasy is the portal to the dead that are still speaking within us.

The soul seems to suffer when its inward eye is occluded, a victim of overwhelming events.