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Just As Man As A Social Being, Cannot In The Long Run Exist Without A Tie To The Community, So The Individual Will Never Find The Real Justification For His Existence, And His Own Spiritual And Moral Autonomy, Anywhere Except In An Extramundane Principle Capable Of Relativizing The Overpowering Influence Of External Factors.

-Carl Jung

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Carl Jung

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Just As Man As A Social Being, Cannot In The Long Run Exist Without A Tie To The Community, So The Individual Will Never Find The Real Justification For His Existence, And His Own Spiritual And Moral Autonomy, Anywhere Except In An Extramundane Principle Capable Of Relativizing The Overpowering Influence Of External Factors.

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The Idea Of Suicide, Understandable As It Is, Does Not Seem Commendable To Me. We Live In Order To Gain The Greatest Possible Amount Of Spiritual Development And Self-awareness. As Long As Life Is Possible, Even If Only In A Minimal Degree, You Should Hang Onto It, In Order To Scoop It Up For The Purpose Of Conscious Development. To Interrupt Life Before Its Time Is To Bring To A Standstill An Experiment Which We Have Not Set Up. We Have Found Ourselves In The Midst Of It And Must Carry It Through To The End.

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God Has Fallen Out Of Containment In Religion And Into Human Hearts—god Is Incarnating. Our Whole Unconscious Is In An Uproar From The God Who Wants To Know And To Be Known.

Only A Fool Is Interested In Other People's Guilt, Since He Cannot Alter It. The Wise Man Learns Only From His Own Guilt. He Will Ask Himself: Who Am I That All This Should Happen To Me? To Find The Answer To This Fateful Question He Will Look Into His Own Heart.

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Plants Were Bound For Good Or Ill To Their Places. They Expressed Not Only Beauty But Also The Thoughts Of God's World, With An Intent Of Their Own And Without Deviation. Trees In Particular Were Mysterious And Seemed To Me Direct Embodiments Of The Incomprehensible Meaning Of Life. For That Reason, The Woods Were The Places Where I Felt Closest To Its Deepest Meaning And To Its Awe-inspiring Workings.

Meaning Of Life

To The Critical Intelligence, Nothing Is Left Of Absolute Reality.

Our Mind Has Its History, Just As Our Body Has Its History. You Might Be Just As Astonished That Man Has An Appendix, For Instance. Does He Know He Ought To Have An Appendix? He Is Just Born With It....our Unconscious Mind, Like Our Body, Is A Storehouse Of Relics And Memories Of The Past. A Study Of The Structure Of The Unconscious Collective Mind Would Reveal The Same Discoveries As You Make In Comparative Anatomy. We Do Not Need To Think That There Is Anything Mystical About It.

When You Come To Think About It, Nothing Has Any Meaning, For When There Was Nobody To Think, There Was Nobody To Interpret What Happened.

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Law Of Attraction

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Memories Dreams Reflections

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Mind And Matter Are Two Different Aspects Of One And The Same Thing.

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Wo Die Liebe Herrscht, Da Gibt Es Keinen Machtwillen, Und Wo Die Macht Den Vorrang Hat, Da Fehlt Die Liebe. Das Eine Ist Der Schatten Des Andern. Translation: Where Love Rules, There Is No Will To Power; And Where Power Predominates, There Love Is Lacking. The One Is The Shadow Of The Other.

If There Is Anything That We Wish To Change In The Child, We Should First Examine It And See Whether It Is Not Something That Could Better Be Changed In Ourselves.

The Squaring Of The Circle Is A Stage On The Way To The Unconscious, A Point Of Transition Leading To A Goal Lying As Yet Unformulated Beyond It. It Is One Of Those Paths To The Centre.

Synchronistic Phenomena Prove The Simultaneous Occurrence Of Meaningful Equivalences In Heterogenous, Causally Unrelated Processes; In Other Words, They Prove That A Content Perceived By An Observer Can, At The Same Time, Be Represented By An Outside Event, Without Any Causal Connection. From This It Follows Either That The Psyche Cannot Be Localized In Time, Or That Space Is Relative To The Psyche.

You Are A Slave Of What You Need In Your Soul.

I Have Treated Many Hundreds Of Patients. Among Those In The Second Half Of Life - That Is To Say, Over 35 - There Has Not Been One Whose Problem In The Last Resort Was Not That Of Finding A Religious Outlook On Life.

Finding The One

Outlook On Life

The Maintenance Of Secrets Acts Like A Psychic Poison Which Alienates The Possessor From The Community.

It Is A Fact That Cannot Be Denied: The Wickedness Of Others Becomes Our Own Wickedness Because It Kindles Something Evil In Our Own Hearts.

Art Is A Kind Of Innate Drive That Seizes A Human Being And Makes Him Its Instrument. The Artist Is Not A Person Endowed With Free Will Who Seeks His Own Ends, But One Who Allows Art To Realize Its Purpose Through Him. As A Human Being He May Have Moods And A Will And Personal Aims, But As An Artist He Is "man" In A Higher Sense— He Is "collective Man"— One Who Carries And Shapes The Unconscious, Psychic Forms Of Mankind.

Collective Unconscious

I Cannot Define For You What God Is. I Can Only Say That My Work Has Proved Empirically That The Pattern Of God Exists In Every Man And That This Pattern Has At Its Disposal The Greatest Of All His Energies For Transformation And Transfiguration Of His Natural Being. Not Only The Meaning Of His Life But His Renewal And His Institutions Depend On His Conscious Relationship With This Pattern Of His Collective Unconscious.

Collective Unconscious

The Whole Point Of Jesus's Life Was Not That We Should Become Exactly Like Him, But That We Should Become Ourselves In The Same Way He Became Himself. Jesus Was Not The Great Exception But The Great Example.

The Sad Truth Is That Man's Real Life Consists Of A Complex Of Inexorable Opposites - Day And Night, Birth And Death, Happiness And Misery, Good And Evil. We Are Not Even Sure That One Will Prevail Against The Other, That Good Will Overcome Evil, Or Joy Defeat Pain. Life Is A Battleground. It Always Has Been And Always Will Be; And If It Were Not So, Existence Would Come To An End.

I Readily Admit That I Have Such A Great Respect For What Happens In The Human Soul That I Would Be Afraid Of Disturbing And Distorting The Silent Operation Of Nature By Clumsy Interference.

Nothing Is More Repulsive Than A Furtively Prurient Spirituality; It Is Just As Unsavoury As Gross Sensuality.

It Is My Mind, With Its Store Of Images, That Gives The World Colour And Sound; And That Supremely Real And Rational Certainty Which I Call "experience" Is, In Its Most Simple Form, An Exceedingly Complicated Structure Of Mental Images. Thus There Is, In A Certain Sense, Nothing That Is Directly Experienced Except The Mind Itself. Everything Is Mediated Through The Mind.

There Is No Coming To Consciousness Without Pain. People Will Do Anything, No Matter How Absurd, In Order To Avoid Facing Their Own Soul. One Does Not Become Enlightened By Imagining Figures Of Light, But By Making The Darkness Conscious.

There Can Be No Transforming Of Darkness Into Light And Of Apathy Into Movement Without Emotion.

An Understanding Heart Is Everything In A Teacher, And Cannot Be Esteemed Highly Enough.

In My Case Pilgrim's Progress Consisted In My Having To Climb Down A Thousand Ladders Until I Could Reach Out My Hand To The Little Clod Of Earth That I Am.

No One Can Flatter Himself That He Is Immune To The Spirit Of His Own Epoch, Or Even That He Possesses A Full Understanding Of It. Irrespective Of Our Conscious Convictions, Each One Of Us, Without Exception, Being A Particle Of The General Mass, Is Somewhere Attached To, Colored By, Or Even Undermined By The Spirit Which Goes Through The Mass. Freedom Stretches Only As Far As The Limits Of Our Consciousness.

Anthropologists Have Often Described What Happens To A Primitive Society When Its Spiritual Values Are Exposed To The Impact Of Modern Civilisation. Its People Lose The Meaning Of Their Lives, Their Social Organisation Disintegrates, And They Themselves Morally Decay. We Are Now In The Same Condition. But We Have Never Really Understood What We Have Lost, For Our Spiritual Leaders Unfortunately Were More Interested In Protecting Their Institutions Than In Understanding The Mystery That Symbols Present.

The Least Of Things With A Meaning Is Worth More In Life Than The Greatest Of Things Without It.

This Whole Creation Is Essentially Subjective, And The Dream Is The Theater Where The Dreamer Is At Once: Scene, Actor, Prompter, Stage Manager, Author, Audience, And Critic.

Dreaming Is A Philogenetically Older Mode Of Thought.

Between The Dreams Of Night And Day There Is Not So Great A Difference.

The Angels Are A Strange Genus: They Are Precisely What They Are And Cannot Be Anything Else. They Are In Themselves Soulless Beings Who Represent Nothing But The Thoughts And Intuitions Of Their Lord.

All Art Intuitively Apprehends Coming Changes In The Collective Unconsciousness.

Unconsciousness

The Fact Is That Certain Ideas Exist Almost Everywhere And At All Times And Can Even Spontaneously Create Themselves Quite Independently Of Migration And Tradition.

It Is Often Tragic To See How Blatantly A Man Bungles His Own Life And The Lives Of Others Yet Remains Totally Incapable Of Seeing How Much The Whole Tragedy Originates In Himself, And How He Continually Feeds It And Keeps It Going. Not Consciously, Of Course—for Consciously He Is Engaged In Bewailing And Cursing A Faithless World That Recedes Further And Further Into The Distance. Rather, It Is An Unconscious Factor Which Spins The Illusions That Veil His World. And What Is Being Spun Is A Cocoon, Which In The End Will Completely Envelop Him.

Synchronicity: A Meaningful Coincidence Of Two Or More Events Where Something Other Than The Probability Of Chance Is Involved.

Freedom Stretches Only As Far As The Limits Of Our Consciousness.

Memories Dreams Reflections

We Do Not Feel As If We Were Producing The Dreams, It Is Rather As If The Dreams Came To Us. They Are Not Subject To Our Control But Obey Their Own Laws.

Creative Power Is Mightier Than Its Possessor.

For The Alchemist The One Primarily In Need Of Redemption Is Not Man, But The Deity Who Is Lost And Sleeping In Matter.

We Are Not What Happened To Us, We Are What We Wish To Become.

My Mandalas Were Cryptograms Concerning The State Of The Self Which Was Presented To Me Anew Each Day...i Guarded Them Like Precious Pearls....it Became Increasingly Plain To Me That The Mandala Is The Center. It Is The Exponent Of All Paths. It Is The Path To The Center, To Individuation.

An Inflated Consciousness Is Always Egocentric And Conscious Of Nothing But Its Own Existence. It Is Incapable Of Learning From The Past, Incapable Of Understanding Contemporary Events, And Incapable Of Drawing Right Conclusions About The Future. It Is Hypnotized By Itself And Therefore Cannot Be Argued With. It Inevitably Dooms Itself To Calamities That Must Strike It Dead.

It Is Just Man's Turning Away From Instinct--his Opposing Himself To Instinct--that Creates Consciousness. Instinct Is Nature Andseeks To Perpetuate Nature; While Consciousness Can Only Seek Culture Or Its Denial.

Shadow Work Is The Path Of The Heart Warrior.

If Our Religion Is Based On Salvation, Our Chief Emotions Will Be Fear And Trembling. If Our Religion Is Based On Wonder, Our Chief Emotion Will Be Gratitude.

No One Should Deny The Danger Of The Descent, But It Can Be Risked. No One Need Risk It, But It Is Certain That Someone Will. And Let Those Who Go Down The Sunset Way Do So With Open Eyes, For It Is A Sacrifice Which Daunts Even The Gods. Yet Every Descent Is Followed By An Ascent.

The Difference Between The "natural" Individuation Process, Which Runs Its Course Unconsciously, And The One That Is Consciously Realized Is Tremendous. In The First Case, Consciousness Nowhere Intervenes; The End Remains As Dark As The Beginning. In The Second Case, So Much Darkness Comes To Light That The Personality Is Permeated With Light And Consciousness Necessarily Gains In Scope And Insight. The Encounter Between Conscious And Unconscious Has To Ensure That The Light That Shines In The Darkness Is Not Only Comprehended By The Darkness, But Comprehends It.

The Unconscious Wants To Flow Into Consciousness In Order To Reach The Light, But At The Same Time It Continually Thwarts Itself, Because It Would Rather Remain Unconscious. That Is To Say, God Wants To Become Man, But Not Quite.

Nothing Is Possible Without Love.

Personality Is The Supreme Realization Of The Innate Idiosyncracy Of A Living Being. It Is An Act Of High Courage Flung In The Face Of Life, The Absolute Affirmation Of All That Constitutes The Individual, The Most Successful Adaptation To The Universal Conditions Of Existence Coupled With The Greatest Possible Freedom For Self-determination.

But What If I Should Discover That The Least Amongst Them All, The Poorest Of All Beggars, The Most Impudent Of All Offenders, Yea The Very Fiend Himself— That These Are Within Me, And That I Myself Stand In Need Of The Alms Of My Own Kindness, That I Myself Am The Enemy Who Must Be Loved— What Then?

Contemporary Man Is Blind To The Fact That, With All His Rationality And Efficiency, He Is Possessed By "powers" That Are Beyond His Control. His Gods And Demons Have Not Disappeared At All; They Have Merely Got New Names. They Keep Him On The Run With Restlessness, Vague Apprehensions, Psychological Complications, An Insatiable Need For Pills, Alcohol, Tobacco, Food - And, Above All, A Large Array Of Neuroses

Caution Has Its Place, No Doubt, But We Cannot Refuse Our Support To A Serious Venture Which Challenges The Whole Of The Personality. If We Oppose It, We Are Trying To Suppress What Is Best In Man - His Daring And His Aspirations. And Should We Succeed, We Should Only Have Stood In The Way Of That Invaluable Experience Which Might Have Given A Meaning To Life.

Medicines Cure Diseases, But Only Doctors Can Cure Patients.

The Highest, Most Decisive Experience Is To Be Alone With One's Own Self. You Must Be Alone To Find Out What Supports You, When You Find That You Can Not Support Yourself. Only This Experience Can Give You An Indestructible Foundation.

The Most Terrifying Thing Is To Accept Oneself Completely.

Meaning Makes A Great Many Things Endurable---per Haps Everything.

Conscious And Unconscious

The Woman Is Increasingly Aware That Love Alone Can Give Her Full Stature, Just As The Man Begins To Discern That Spirit Alone Can Endow His Life With Its Highest Meaning. Fundamentally, Therefore, Both Seek A Psychic Relation To The Other, Because Love Needs The Spirit, And The Spirit Love, For Their Fulfillment.

Even A Happy Life Cannot Be Without A Measure Of Awareness Of Darkness... As The Contrast Between What We Have And How It Could Be Worse Is Vital To Appreciate Anything, Including Our Life, And So Be Happy And Grateful

Meaninglessnes S Inhibits Fullness Of Life And Is Therefore The Equivalent To Illness. Meaning Makes A Great Many Things Endurable--perh Aps Everything.

Fullness Of Life

I Have Always Tried To Make Room For Anything That Wanted To Come To Me From Within.

Our Blight Is Ideologies — They Are The Long-expected Antichrist!

My Own Understanding Is The Sole Treasure I Possess, And The Greatest. Though Infinitely Small And Fragile In Comparison With The Powers Of Darkness, It Is Still A Light, My Only Light.

But The Meaning Of Life Is Not . . . Explained By One's Business Life, Nor Is The Deep Desire Of The Human Heart Answered By A Bank Account.

Meaning Of Life

Nights Through Dreams Tell The Myths Forgotten By The Day.

The Decisive Question For Man Is: Is He Related To Something Infinite Or Not? That Is The Telling Question Of His Life.

Not Nature, But The "genius Of Mankind," Has Knotted The Hangman's Noose With Which It Can Execute Itself At Any Moment.

We Are Living In What The Greeks Called The Kairos - The Right Moment - For A 'metamorphosis Of The Gods', Of The Fundamental Principles And Symbols. This Peculiarity Of Our Time, Which Is Certainly Not Of Our Conscious Choosing, Is The Expression Of The Unconscious Man Within Us Who Is Changing.

Language, In Its Origin And Essence, Is Simply A System Of Signs Or Symbols That Denote Real Occurrences Or Their Echo In The Human Soul.

Insight That Dawns Slowly Seems To Me To Have More Lasting Effects Than A Fitful Idealism, Which Is Unlikely To Hold Out For Long.

The Wine Of Youth Does Not Always Clear With Advancing Years; Sometimes It Grows Turbid.

I Am Astonished, Disappointed, Pleased With Myself. I Am Distressed, Depressed, Rapturous. I Am All These Things At Once, And Cannot Add Up The Sum. I Am Incapable Of Determining Ultimate Worth Or Worthlessness; I Have No Judgment About Myself And My Life. There Is Nothing I Am Quite Sure About. I Have No Definite Convictions - Not About Anything, Really. I Know Only That I Was Born And Exist, And It Seems To Me That I Have Been Carried Along. I Exist On The Foundation Or Something I Do Not Know.

Identification With One's Office Or Title Is Very Attractive Indeed, Which Is Precisely Why So Many Men Are Nothing More Than The Decorum Accorded To Them By Society. In Vain Would One Look For A Personality Behind The Husk. Underneath One Would Find A Very Pitiable Little Creature. That Is Why The Office Is So Attractive: It Offers Easy Compensation For Personal Deficiencies.

In All Earnestness I Asked Myself What Kind Of World I Had Stumbled Into.

At Times I Feel As If I Am Spread Out Over The Landscape And Inside Things, And Am Myself Living In Every Tree, In The Plashing Of The Waves, In The Clouds And The Animals That Come And Go, In The Procession Of The Seasons.

In The Final Analysis, We Count For Something Only Because Of The Essential That We Embody. If We Do Not Embody That, Life Is Wasted.

It Is Not For Us . . . To Send Out Missionaries To Foreign Peoples; It Is Our Task To Build Up Our Own Western Culture.

Western Culture

We Cannot Change Anything Until We Accept It. Condemnation Does Not Liberate, It Oppresses.

Man's Unconscious... Contains All The Patterns Of Life And Behaviour Inherited From His Ancestors, So That Every Human Child, Prior To Consciousness, Is Possessed Of A Potential System Of Adapted Psychic Functioning.

Embrace Your Grief. For There, Your Soul Will Grow.

The Years... When I Pursued The Inner Images Were The Most Important Time Of My Life. Everything Else Is To Be Derived From This. It Began At That Time, And The Later Details Hardly Matter Anymore. My Entire Life Consisted In Elaborating What Had Burst Forth From The Unconscious And Flooded Me Like An Enigmatic Stream And Threatened To Break Me. That Was The Stuff And Material For More Than Only One Life. Everything Later Was Merely The Outer Classification, The Scientific Elaboration, And The Integration Into Life. But The Numinous Beginning, Which Contained Everything Was Then.

That Which We Do Not Bring To Consciousness Appears In Our Lives As Fate.

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