domingo, 22 de fevereiro de 2026

Let It Enfold You



Bongeka Ngcobo


 



Either peace or happiness,
let it enfold you

when I was a young man
I felt these things were
dumb, unsophisticated.
I had bad blood, a twisted
mind, a precarious
upbringing.

I was hard as granite, I
leered at the
sun.
I trusted no man and
especially no
woman.

I was living a hell in
small rooms, I broke
things, smashed things,
walked through glass,
cursed.
I challenged everything,
was continually being
evicted, jailed, in and
out of fights, in and out
of my mind.
women were something
to screw and rail
at, I had no male
friends,

I changed jobs and
cities, I hated holidays,
babies, history,
newspapers, museums,
grandmothers,
marriage, movies,
spiders, garbagemen,
english accents,spain,
france,italy,walnuts and
the color
orange.
algebra angred me,
opera sickened me,
charlie chaplin was a
fake
and flowers were for
pansies.

peace and happiness to me
were signs of
inferiority,
tenants of the weak
and
addled
mind.

but as I went on with
my alley fights,
my suicidal years,
my passage through
any number of
women-it gradually
began to occur to
me
that I wasn't different

from the
others, I was the same,

they were all fulsome
with hatred,
glossed over with petty
grievances,
the men I fought in
alleys had hearts of stone.
everybody was nudging,
inching, cheating for
some insignificant
advantage,
the lie was the
weapon and the
plot was
empty,
darkness was the
dictator.

cautiously, I allowed
myself to feel good
at times.
I found moments of
peace in cheap
rooms
just staring at the
knobs of some
dresser
or listening to the
rain in the
dark.
the less I needed
the better I
felt.

maybe the other life had worn me
down.
I no longer found
glamour
in topping somebody
in conversation.
or in mounting the
body of some poor
drunken female
whose life had
slipped away into
sorrow.

I could never accept
life as it was,
i could never gobble
down all its
poisons
but there were parts,
tenuous magic parts
open for the
asking.

I re formulated
I don't know when,
date, time, all
that
but the change
occurred.
something in me
relaxed, smoothed
out.
i no longer had to
prove that I was a
man,

I didn't have to prove
anything.

I began to see things:
coffee cups lined up
behind a counter in a
cafe.
or a dog walking along
a sidewalk.
or the way the mouse
on my dresser top
stopped there
with its body,
its ears,
its nose,
it was fixed,
a bit of life
caught within itself
and its eyes looked
at me
and they were
beautiful.
then- it was
gone.

I began to feel good,
I began to feel good
in the worst situations
and there were plenty
of those.
like say, the boss
behind his desk,
he is going to have
to fire me.

I've missed too many
days.
he is dressed in a
suit, necktie, glasses,
he says, 'I am going
to have to let you go'

'it's all right' I tell
him.

He must do what he
must do, he has a
wife, a house, children,
expenses, most probably
a girlfriend.

I am sorry for him
he is caught.

I walk onto the blazing
sunshine.
the whole day is
mine
temporarily,
anyhow.

(the whole world is at the
throat of the world,
everybody feels angry,
short-changed, cheated,
everybody is despondent,
disillusioned)

I welcomed shots of
peace, tattered shards of
happiness.

I embraced that stuff
like the hottest number,
like high heels, breasts,
singing,the
works.

(don't get me wrong,
there is such a thing as cockeyed optimism
that overlooks all
basic problems just for
the sake of
itself-
this is a shield and a
sickness.)

The knife got near my
throat again,
I almost turned on the
gas
again
but when the good
moments arrived
again
I didn't fight them off
like an alley
adversary.
I let them take me,
I luxuriated in them,
I made them welcome
home.
I even looked into
the mirror
once having thought
myself to be
ugly,
I now liked what
I saw, almost
handsome, yes,
a bit ripped and
ragged,
scares, lumps,
odd turns,
but all in all,
not too bad,
almost handsome,
better at least than
some of those movie
star faces
like the cheeks of
a baby's
butt.

and finally I discovered
real feelings of
others,
unheralded,
like lately,
like this morning,
as I was leaving,
for the track,
i saw my wife in bed,
just the
shape of
her head there
(not forgetting
centuries of the living
and the dead and
the dying,
the pyramids,
Mozart dead
but his music still
there in the
room, weeds growing,
the earth turning,
the tote board waiting for
me)
I saw the shape of my
wife's head,
she so still,
I ached for her life,
just being there
under the
covers.

I kissed her in the
forehead,
got down the stairway,
got outside,
got into my marvelous
car,
fixed the seatbelt,
backed out the
drive.
feeling warm to
the fingertips,
down to my
foot on the gas
pedal,
I entered the world
once
more,
drove down the
hill
past the houses
full and empty
of
people,
I saw the mailman,
honked,
he waved
back
at me.


Charles Bukowski
in, Love is a Dog From Hell  






Orphan Archetype







  1. Have you ever felt like a motherless or fatherless child? 
  2. Have you experienced abuse, betrayal, abandonment, or neglect at the hands of your family members? 
  3. Do you often feel powerless or overwhelmed by life?

All these are signs that you may be operating from the Orphan archetype – something that many lone wolves and sensitive souls experience.

Of all the shadowy and unconscious inner dynamics we can operate from, this is probably one of the most painful. I should know because I’ve been there, and sometimes, I return there in my darkest moments.

Pain. Emptiness. Aloneness. Fear.

These are all the emotional ‘flavors’ of this desolate inner landscape.

Since I’ve become a parent, I’ve again entered this underworld shadow work journey of exploring even deeper layers of my own inner child.

What I’ve realized, in ever more extreme degrees, is that true emotional healing begins when you stop abandoning the orphaned child you once were.

True heart-centered healing begins when you learn to become the parent the orphaned child within you never had.




Signs the Orphan Archetype is Ruling Your Life



“The Outcast/Orphan archetype appears in hundreds of folk tales, books of fiction, and even films. Literary characters like Cinderella, the Little Match Girl, Jane Eyre, Frodo Baggins, and Harry Potter are well-known Outcasts … He is the uncomfortable Other, unique and alone in the world, who reminds us how close we all are to being cut loose, to being without support.” 
Toko-pa Turner


Before working with the inner Orphan, it’s helpful to know whether this part is dominating your life. Here are some signs to look out for:
  • You often feel helpless, powerless, or like a victim (in relationships, work, or life as a whole).
  • You have a destructive, cold, or otherwise dysfunctional relationship with your caretakers or family of origin.
  • You mistrust others easily and prefer to do things alone.
  • You feel like you’re surviving but rarely thriving in life.
  • You have a scarcity mindset where you try to hoard resources (money, possessions, food, affection) for fear they will run out.
  • You’re self-alienated and struggle to feel a solid sense of identity.
  • You tend to adopt the role of martyr or people-pleaser around others.
  • You often struggle with feelings of loneliness and emptiness.
  • You have a tendency towards addiction (perfectionism, workaholism, drugs, alcohol, social media, etc.) to fill the void.
  • You tend to be naive/idealistic and see the world in black or white.
  • You struggle to ask for help.
  • You are extremely sensitive to any signs of rejection from others.



Healing Begins When You Stop Abandoning the Orphaned Child You Once Were

It’s no coincidence that my favorite books as a child were A Series of Unfortunate Events (a book about three orphans), the Harry Potter series (another orphan), and Jane Eyre (yep, you guessed it, another orphan).

Something about these books soothed my soul and gave me the cozy comfort I needed to get through a childhood that felt lonely, scary at times, and imprisoning.

What about you? If you think back to what brought you comfort as a child, do you see any Orphan archetype patterns (e.g., doing things alone, reading about fellow Orphans, or maybe even seeking out all-loving mother or father figures)?

One of the reasons why continuing to operate from this archetype is so destructive is that it keeps us in a state of perceived powerlessness, denial, and victimhood.

Without shifting this energy, we find ourselves stuck in (and in some cases unconsciously seeking out) the same patterns of pain and suffering over and over again.

The first step to healing is to stop abandoning your inner Orphan, to welcome its gifts, and to release its curses.




Where to Start the Healing and Finding More Peace

In the words of Carol S. Pearson, PhD., in her book The Hero Within,

“The archetype of the Orphan is a tricky place to be. The Orphan’s task is to move out of innocence and denial and learn that suffering, pain, scarcity, and death are an inevitable part of life. The anger and pain this engenders will be proportional to one’s initial illusions. This Fall leads to realism, because the job of the Orphan is to develop realistic expectations about life.”


As we can see, becoming free from the Orphan archetype and finding more peace first requires us to go through a period of mourning.

We must consciously decide to move out of the innocence, denial, and idealism that haunts our inner Orphans and internally mature by learning to:

  1. Name and bring loving awareness to how we feel.
  2. Accept the harder realities of life without collapsing into denial or escapism.
  3. Practice grief work by facing, mourning, and processing how we feel in the present and what we went through in the past.

One of my favorite ways to do this is through journaling - develops more internal safety, love, and understanding within the journal, which are essential for reparenting the Orphaned inner child.

Simple questions I recommend starting with are:

“How can I become the parent my inner Orphan never had?”

“What boundaries in life can I create to help my inner Orphan feel safer?”

“Deep down, how do I know when it’s time to ask for help?”


As for other methods of grief work, I recommend doing therapeutic art. 
Drawing, painting, scribbling, and crafting are all powerful ways of channeling and transforming intense and suppressed emotions such as rage, fear, and shame. 
Mindful meditation is also another way of helping you to stay grounded and present.



In the words of writer Alice Walker
“Healing begins where the wound was made.” 


If the wound started as a child, that’s where the healing begins. 
Learning how to become the parent your Orphaned inner child never had is how to start. 
May you become that person.

Tell me, were you an ‘orphaned child’ physically, emotionally, or mentally? 
How has this impacted your life, and what healing path do you plan on taking?


Aletheia





The Orphan archetype, in Jungian psychology, represents the inner experience of abandonment, loneliness, and, paradoxically, resilience. It embodies the "wounded child" who must navigate a hostile world, fostering self-reliance and the individuation process. This archetype often appears during significant life transitions, moving from victimization towards finding inner strength.
The archetype of the orphan, evokes powerful issues of abandonment, deprivation, and hope. 

Many of us have inner orphans. 
The unloved parts of us shipped off to the unconscious exert a powerful influence over our moods. Our adult selves may feel resilient and resourceful most of the time, but a cruel tone of voice as we’re dismissed from work or a cold shoulder from a lover can awaken our inner child ren putting us in a tailspin. When threatened by abandonment, they can trigger profound feelings of dread and even panic.

In the grip of our inner orphan, we may find ourselves pining to rewrite our childhood, including a cast of perfect parents. Some of us may even question whether we’re adopted because the feeling of belonging somewhere better haunts us. We can suddenly feel desperate and likely to starve even though we have substantial assets in our accounts. Finally, and most painfully, we can feel unloved and unlovable.

The fear of abandonment may send us scrambling to find reassurance from outside sources – asking our family if they really do love us or fawning over a new acquaintance in hopes they’ll stick around. We might hoard food or money, reassuring ourselves that we won’t need to rely on anyone, which is best because no one stays with us anyway. In the grip of this complex, our bodies ache, and we may even feel invisible or unreal.

Working with these feelings seems daunting at first because a moat of distress surrounds the inner child. But if we persevere, we may find an inner treasure. On the far side of our remembered suffering is a part of us that recalls how to love and be loved. And when they return, we will wonder how we ever forgot.

~ Joseph R. Lee






Key Aspects of the Orphan Archetype:

Core Theme: 
The experience of being cast out, abandoned, or neglected, often resulting from personal trauma or collective, societal displacement.
Orphans are characterized by trauma, neglect, abandonment , abuse and rejection. 
Having lost their own family (or never having had one to begin with), they’re driven by a need to belong and will go to great lengths to find acceptance. This makes orphans especially susceptible to manipulation and abuse which, over time, can result in them becoming withdrawn and further isolated.


The Shadow (Negative Side): 
The Orphan can become cynical, fatalistic, and manipulative, believing the world is inherently dangerous and, therefore, they must take whatever they can to survive. 
They may refuse to own their pain, leading to a "victim" mentality.
Abrasive, Apathetic, Childish, Cynical, Defensive, Dishonest, Evasive, Impulsive, Insecure, Irresponsible, Oversensitive, Paranoid, Rebellious, Reckless, Resentful, Rowdy

The Light (Positive Side): 
Through facing suffering, the Orphan develops profound empathy, realism, and resilience. 
They are able to build, and find, their own community ("tribe").
Alert, Cautious, Discreet, Empathetic, Humble, Independent, Intelligent, Loyal, Observant, Perceptive, Persistent, Private, Proactive, Resourceful, Spunky

The Goal: 
The ultimate goal of the Orphan is to move from a state of abandonment to wholeness, often transforming into the "Divine Child"—an archetype of, and for, new beginnings and personal healing.


ASSOCIATED ACTIONS, BEHAVIORS, AND TENDENCIES
  1. Being highly observant
  2. Sticking like glue to the trustworthy people in their life
  3. Being highly attuned to injustice, manipulation, and other forms of abuse
  4. Fighting for justice and equality
  5. Resiliency
  6. Having just a few close friends
  7. Being unable to see the faults of the people they’re loyal to
  8. Getting involved in toxic relationships (because it’s what the character is used to)
  9. Adopting a victim mentality
  10. Being highly independent (because they’ve had to be)

SITUATIONS THAT WILL CHALLENGE THEM
  • Suspecting that a trusted friend is being dishonest
  • A friend questioning the motives of someone close to the character
  • Being forced to face their unresolved past trauma

TWIST THIS TROPE WITH A CHARACTER WHO…
  • Has been orphaned but maintains their optimism and hope in humanity
  • Has learned a valuable skill or ability because of their abandonment
  • Has an atypical trait: obedient, respectful, diplomatic, confident, fussy, scatterbrained, etc.

 

Motivations

Acceptance
Connection
Security
Survival
Justice
Fear
Abandonment


Positive Qualities

Perceptive
Empathetic, especially towards the underdog
Champions justice and equality
Inclined to do good when they find acceptance and stability
Resourceful
Resilient
Hard-working


Shortcomings
  • Can be too eager to please
  • Can be manipulated due to their desire to fit in
  • May turn to the dark side
  • May use trauma as an excuse for being the worst

Qualities That Can Be Good or Bad
  1. Likely to rebel
  2. Trusts peers above authority
  3. Lands somewhere on the spectrum between realist and cynic



Healing the Inner Child: 
The Orphan archetype is often the target of "inner child" work, helping individuals to acknowledge and care for the part of themselves that feels neglected.

Moving Beyond Victimhood: 
The journey of the Orphan is to stop looking for external saviors and instead find "home" within themselves. 

The Orphan is thus a vital stage in the psychological journey, encouraging us to "befriend" our own losses and turn them into strength.


Becca Puglisi


sábado, 21 de fevereiro de 2026

Sob escombros


 Anatolii Savitskii






Um tempo houve em que,
de tão próximo, quase podias ouvir
o silêncio do mundo pulsando
onde também tu eras mundo, coisa pulsante.

Extinguiu-se esse canto
não na morte
mas na vida excluída
da clarividência da infância

e de tudo o que pulsa,
fins e começos,
e corrompida pela estridência
e pela heterogeneidade.

Agora respondes por nomes supostos,
habitante de países hábeis e reais,
e precisas de ajuda para as coisas mais simples,
o pensamento, o sofrimento, a solidão.

A música, só voltarás a escutá-la
numa noite lívida,
uma noite mais vulnerável do que todas
(o presente desvanecendo-se, o passado cada vez mais lento)
um pouco antes de adormece
sob escombros.


Manuel António Pina 
in, "Todas as palavras - poesia reunida 1974-2011"




Express What You Repress







Turning Our Repressions 
into Alchemical Gold


There is a special passage in the visions of the Alchemist Zosimos, analyzed by Carl Jung, which will be useful for us to understand on the path of our psychological development. 
This passage has to do with the expression of repressed contents of our unconscious.

Zosimos narrates the following fragment of his vision:

“I saw a man of copper who had in his hand a tablet of lead. He shouted while looking at the tablet: ‘I order those who are under punishment to stop and that each one take a tablet of lead and write with one hand, with eyes lifted up and mouth open until his tongue grows thick.’”

This apparently meaningless fragment contains one of the keys to Jungian therapy and has to do with the expression of our repressed unconscious content.

We will explain it shortly; first let us be clear that what Zosimos sees and what he calls a dream (and his predecessors a “vision”) seems to be a state of active imagination, that is, the interaction and participation of consciousness with contents coming from our unconscious. In such a state, although we are not asleep, we can visualize our unconscious in a lucid and visible way; this would be the explanation for the visions of the prophets.


Jung explains the meaning of the fragment of this vision of Zosimos:

“It could refer to a particularly convulsive opening of the mouth that is linked to a strong contraction of the pharynx. This contraction has the meaning of a choking movement that must represent the act of vomiting contents from within. The latter must be written on the tablets. They are inspirations coming from above which, in a certain sense, are received by the eyes lifted upward. It is presumably a procedure that can be compared with modern active imagination.”

What was Zosimos observing and why is it so important?
The visions of Zosimos are images of the process of psychological transformation expressed in the alchemical language of the late third and early fourth centuries.

The man of copper represents affectivity, eros, the equivalent of Mars and of relationship. 
Meanwhile, lead is associated with the unconscious, with what is heavy, dark, and with our shadow. 
The people who are under punishment are different psychological elements such as complexes, affectivities, non-integrated parts, unlived emotions, etc., which we usually see in dreams as crowds, and here they are under punishment because they have not been integrated.

The part that concerns us and from which we can extract true “alchemical gold” is Carl Jung’s interpretation, who refers to what happens in the vision as a movement of vomiting and choking. Psychologically, this would mean that there is something inside that must come out and become visible, and it comes out with difficulty, in a convulsive way like vomit.
 
The throat has to do with expression, while the lifted eyes are a kind of receptive attitude toward the divine/collective unconscious, which we must experience in order to materialize unconscious content—and this is what Carl Jung was doing in the manuscripts that make up his Red Books:



Mortificatio, the inevitable suffering on the path to transformation

No new life can arise, say the alchemists, without the death of the old one. 
They compare the art with the work of the sower, who buries the grain in the earth: it dies only to awaken to a new life. 


It is worth noting that Zosimos of Panopolis was a Greek-Egyptian alchemist who lived between the 3rd and 4th centuries A.D. He is considered one of the first important authors of the alchemical tradition. He wrote numerous treatises in which he combined primitive chemical practices with a profound spiritual and symbolic vision. Jung placed special emphasis on him.

Today Zosimos will help us understand an inevitable and painful stage on our path to psychological realization that we all experience: the mortificatio
That moment when everything collapses, when the path becomes truly painful, but which precedes transformation.

The Vision of Zosimos
Mortificatio is experienced as defeat and failure. Needless to say, such an experience is rarely chosen. It is usually imposed by life, whether from within or from without… Jung, The Structure and Dynamics of the Psyche

But before entering into the subject, it is necessary to know what the alchemist saw that so greatly interested Carl Jung. So I will present a rather condensed summary of the visions of Zosimos that Carl Jung selected on this occasion:

While asleep, Zosimos saw an altar in the shape of a patera (a type of dish used in antiquity to make sacred offerings) with several steps, upon which stood a priest who said his name was Ion, and who confessed to having been violently torn apart, flayed, and burned until he was transformed into spirit. Then Zosimos saw the altar filled with boiling water and a multitude of men who burned without dying, subjected to a maceration that also turned them into spirits. A man of copper appeared, who was at once sacrificer and sacrificed, who governed the process, ordering the punished to write while they were purified by fire. The alchemist is also asked to build a temple and sacrifice a serpent. In further visions, Zosimos attempted to ascend by steps, but lost his way and saw figures throwing themselves into the fire and being consumed: a man with a razor, a white old man called Agathodemon, and another led to sacrifice.

It is worth noting that while he was seeing these visions, Zosimos reflected on the alchemical process and tried to understand it. Carl Jung believed that the alchemist was trying to resolve the problem of psychological realization projected onto the alchemical work, and that this unfolded within the characteristic worldview of that era.

The visions of Zosimos are, in fact, revealing for the alchemist, for he reaches conclusions that are important for him and that help him understand the process. 
For example, the following:

“For everything is done according to a method, according to a measure and according to an act of weighing the four elements. Without method the combination and the decomposition of all things and the connection of the whole do not occur. The method is natural (fusikhv), giving and taking away the breath and preserving its rules, increasing them and bringing them to their end. And all things agreeing through separation and union; if the method is respected, in a word, they transmute nature. For nature turned upside down turns upon itself. This is the nature of the art of the universe and its connection.” 
Zosimos

In this way the alchemist understands the process of psychological realization projected onto the alchemical process. He understands the individuating forces (the natural method) and how to carry out the work. In other articles it would be worthwhile to delve deeper into these reflections because they are truly pure gold and are revealing; however, today the subject that concerns us is mortificatio.

Mortificatio, the painful dying in order to be reborn
“The vision of Zosimos symbolically describes the alchemical work as a violent sacrifice in which the matter (and the operator) must die, dissolve, and be dismembered in order to be spiritually reborn and transmuted from copper into gold”.  
 Carl Jung in his commentary on the Visions of Zosimos

Mortificatio is not necessarily a phase of the alchemical work, as would be the nigredo, the albedo, and the rubedo. Rather, it is an inevitable consequence that occurs when the alchemist begins to work with the matter, that is, in the stage of nigredo, primarily. In psychological terms, when the person begins to confront his unconscious.

The elements can react in unpredictable and chaotic ways when the alchemist begins to work and experiment upon them. The same happens when we begin to work on our psychological realization, when we concern ourselves with confronting our complexes, fears, hatreds, defects, or the dark sides of life. Although, as Jung says, life will most likely place us in such a situation, often in the most tragic way.

The same happens to the alchemist, since he does not seek chaos in the laboratory, but it occurs unexpectedly. In the same way, life places us before the situations we feared most for ourselves. However tragic it may seem to us, this process is not only inevitable, but also necessary. For as Jung would say in this same essay:

“Either the substances to be transmuted are tormented, or that which transmutes is tormented.”

This is how the theme of sacrifice probably arises in Zosimos’ vision, which shows a terrible and inevitable process, but from which a man of gold will be reborn, that is, the integrated Self.


The Importance of Mortificatio
“Everything is bound and everything is unbound. Everything is composed and everything is decomposed. Everything is mixed and everything is separated.”  
Zosimos

Since Mortificatio has to do with death, the alchemist must inevitably “bring to completion” or at least experience the end of different states of the matter he works with, in order to transmute the elements into new ones. This inevitably leads to chaos.

In psychological terms, it means the death of the ego. 
Our egos, together with the elements upon which they are sustained, must die in order to give life to new elements.

Jung says in this same essay, regarding the theme of Zosimos’ vision:

“The dramatization shows how the divine process is revealed in the realm of human understanding and how man experiences divine transformation as punishment, torment, death, and transmutation.”

Apparently human consciousness cannot integrate the divine without suffering, but it is not because suffering is a quality of the divine. What happens is that we constitute our egos in ways incompatible with wholeness, and in this way it is inevitable that the irruption of the divine / collective unconscious is experienced as punishment.

Jung later explains:

“The motif is, in a broader spectrum, that of the sacrifice of God, which has developed not only in the West, but also in the East and especially in ancient Mexico. There, the one who personifies Tezcatlipocâ (fire mirror) is sacrificed at the feast of Toxcatl”.

The psychoanalyst points out that Zosimos’ vision describes what the Aztecs already knew and brutally experienced in their sacrifices:

At the feast of Toxcatl, a man was chosen to personify Tezcatlipoca, the “smoking mirror” or “fire mirror,” that is, a divinity that reflects consciousness and destiny. For a year he lived as a god; then, at the culminating moment, he was sacrificed.

Thus we learn that the god who dies, is torn apart and transformed, is not an isolated case, but an archetypal image. It is the same symbolic structure that appears again and again when a culture attempts to think about how the divine is renewed and made effective in the world.

Jung places emphasis on this despite the little importance given to alchemy and the fact that in his time many dismissed it as nonsense. For this reason the psychoanalyst says the following phrase, with which we conclude this article:

“A ‘nonsense’ that captivated minds for almost two thousand years — and not minor minds (I refer, for example, to Goethe and Newton) — must contain something that will be of some use for the psychologist to know.”

What We Repress Possesses Us
“But if in consciousness there is no willingness to admit unconscious contents, then the energy of these contents is diverted to the sphere of affectivity, namely to the sphere of the instincts. From there arise emotional outbursts, irritability, moods, and sexual excitations by virtue of which consciousness usually suffers a profound disorientation. If the state becomes chronic, then a dissociation occurs, described by Freud as repression, with its well-known consequences.”

This explains why emotions can possess us, why harmful ideas become dictators of our behavior (even though deep down we logically know they are not correct), why the shadow can take control. It truly explains various psychological disorders and problems that can go far beyond a neurosis and reach madness.

What we repress, deny, or ignore does not disappear, but rather arises within us in an instinctive way, that is, in an automatic and uncontrolled manner. That is why Carl Jung explains that it goes to the sphere of our instincts. This is related to much of what Freud said about repressed sexuality.

In fact, going much further, for Jungian psychology one of the causes of schizophrenia is the inability of the individual’s ego to admit certain unconscious contents, and these then emerge into consciousness in an uncontrollable way.

Admitting unconscious contents is not simply a matter of knowing about them and taking them into account intellectually; it is having the willingness and disposition to live through everything that happens to us psychically, whether pleasurable or painful. That is, being with our emotions, fears, complexes, weaknesses, etc., without ignoring, avoiding, or denying them. 
It is a kind of momentary renunciation of ego control.


How to Express in Order to Integrate Unconscious Contents?

Later Carl Jung says:

“Dorn calls the vessel the vas pellicanicum (pelican vessel) through which the essentia quinta (fifth essence) is extracted from the prima materia (prime matter). The same is stated by the anonymous author of the scholia on the Tractatus aureus: ‘This vessel, indeed, is the true philosophical pelican, and no other is to be sought in the whole world.”

The theme of the Vas hermeticum, the alchemical instrument in which the alchemist works with substances and obtains the fifth essence, is relevant here, since it symbolizes the capacity of consciousness to be receptive and to contain everything, even the strong polarity of opposites.

Symbolically, the Vas Pellican is an interesting version of this instrument. Its symbol is due to the belief that the pelican wounded its own breast and fed its young with its own blood. Alchemically, it symbolizes matter giving birth to itself.

The true challenge for modern men and women, whose lives are overwhelmed by problems of all kinds (not only psychological), is undoubtedly to achieve this hermetic vessel—to give priority to oneself in the realm of psychological as well as personal development. That is, to succeed day by day in seriously working on one’s psychological/spiritual development and obtaining from the unconscious the fifth essence (which I understand as union with the Self).

However, to achieve something as ambitious as that, the right path is to take ourselves very seriously, to take a courageous step, and to consider ourselves the most important project of our lives. In this way, our psychological realization moves to the forefront and we can truly begin to work on ourselves.

By the way, I confess that this proposal may be somewhat selfish, but such is individuation (Carl Jung acknowledged it in the Zarathustra seminars). However, the best gift we can give to others is to do the best for ourselves; it is to present ourselves as whole individuals.

From such devotion to our realization, we can begin to work with these contents through spiritual practices such as meditation and active imagination. 
Also, why not? 
By creating our own Red Book where the unconscious finds expression through writing and drawing.  


Juan Duran





quinta-feira, 19 de fevereiro de 2026

What to Remember When Waking

  




In that first
hardly noticed
moment
in which you wake,
coming back
to this life
from the other
more secret,
moveable
and frighteningly
honest
world
where everything
began,
there is a small
opening
into the day
that closes
the moment
you begin
your plans.

What you can plan
is too small
for you to live.

What you can live
wholeheartedly
will make plans
enough for the vitality
hidden in your sleep.

To be human
is to become visible
while carrying
what is hidden
as a gift to others.

To remember
the other world
in this world
is to live in your
true inheritance.

You are not
a troubled guest
on this earth,
you are not
an accident
amidst other accidents,
you were invited
from another and greater
night than the one
from which
you have just emerged.

Now, looking through
the slanting light
of the morning window
toward the mountain presence
of everything that can be,
what urgency
calls you
to your one love?

What shape
waits in the seed of you
to grow and spread
its branches
against a future sky?

Is it waiting
in the fertile sea?
In the trees
beyond the house?
In the life
you can imagine
for yourself?

In the open
and lovely
white page
on the waiting desk?


David Whyte
in,The House of Belonging




The Invitational Identity



quickshooting


 The Art and Practice 
of Shaping a Beautiful Mind



Quite often we feel that inner horizon beneath which our sense of surety lies, not as an invitation, but as a barrier of discomfort and resistance. Beneath that resistance is an urgency that threatens to break apart our quotidian, everyday and sometimes rather boring life on the surface.

We human beings have always had to live our lives amidst the difficulties, griefs, and foolishness of the world, and still find a place to step onto, and a place to step from, at all the crucial thresholds of our lives. 

Quite often the step we have to make is hidden from us: what is inviting us – and what we are inviting towards ourselves – is not yet illuminated. In that hidden step, and in our hearts and minds as we take it, lies the beginning of an understanding of the mystery of faith: the understanding that we somehow belong to enormous horizons in our lives that are calling us but that we have not yet reached. Many of those horizons will only be reached through difficulty and loss.

Every day and every moment has its own invitations, some of them absolute shocks to the system, but often bring new perspectives and new appreciations if we are big enough and generous enough to meet them. Who knows what lies ahead for all of us in this coming year? 

All of us will have our equal measures of light and shade. 
Some of us will pass through very difficult depths of shadow and challenge. 
One thing is sure; the ability to invite the right kind of help for ourselves as we move through our traumas and triumphs, our joys and our unexpected victories, becomes essential.

To begin with, there is a very real sense of astonishment, a sense of walking with the ones we have lost and, most especially, walking with your own grief while also letting go. The whole experience creates another form of intimacy with the person you have lost, even as you are giving them away.

Then come periods, after a few years perhaps, when you may not think of them for long stretches at a time. But in difficult times in your life, you may find yourself returning to their side and asking for their help. Recently, I went through a most extraordinarily painful but necessary time and found myself asking for my mother’s help in a very powerful way.

Who knows who we are asking for help—whether we are asking for help from an actual spirit who knows what we are inviting in, or whether we are inviting in that profound part of them that still lives in us, and always will, because they were such a foundational part of our lives. Almost always, as the years go by, there occurs a kind of blurring between what you think is other than you, and what you think is you.

We are all waking into a new life, every day of our life and I want to work with the theme of the invitational identity: what you bring towards yourself, but also, what quite scarily at times, is inviting you. Very often the invitation is one toward a more courageous centre and foundation inside yourself than the not so courageous part of you that holds the daily conversation of your life.

Quite often, whether we can remember a dream or not, there is a kind of physical tonality that we wake up with in the morning – something that invites us into a deeper way of being in the world. It is more than worthwhile, it is a form of treasure – to stay with those moments. There are times, of course, when you cannot. If you have young children running into your bedroom, bouncing on the bed, hungry and ready for the day, you do not have time for considering a dream. There are seasons of life in which you do not have the luxury to linger in the revelations that float up like cargo from the deep river of rest inside you. But if you do have the time, it is a very powerful way to open the day to something both new and renewing itself inside you.

I wrote the poem "What to Remember When Waking" to celebrate that opening, but also to remind myself of the discipline necessary to stay with the revelation no matter how opaque it might be. As a way of remembering I have often woken up and recited this piece to myself immediately.

Sometimes the imagery of our dream life – or, as I say, that very physical body tonality we wake up with in the morning – can be so uncomfortable or so frightening that we will not turn our face towards it. We refuse to investigate it. We are relieved instead to get up to our coffee, to go through the motions of making our breakfast, of beginning the day, and placing ourselves back into a more comfortable environment full of our familiar motions. But there is a deep practice in turning your face towards whatever has been given to you in the night, whatever difficulties you are being handed, regarding interpretation...


David Whyte