The need to be loved makes us uncomfortable. It implies a vulnerability that we are not always ready to admit. We alone are not enough. We are in the hands of others. We need their love, but we don’t control it. Instead, maybe we should open ourselves to it.
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It’s funny how we think we have read something in a book, in a blog, something that touches us, and when we go back to read it again it’s just not there. Maybe there are some words that vaguely resemble what we remembered, but the clear idea we had in our minds is not there,…
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What would happen if our starlight, the oracle that guides our journey turned out to be… well, fake? Somewhere over the rainbow, way up highThere’s a land that I heard of once in a lullabySomewhere over the rainbow, Skies are blue,And the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true… Over the Rainbow,…
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If there was a book in my childhood that I hated with all my guts, that was The Little Prince. Time and time again, some adult would try to push it down my throat with the excuse that it was a beautiful book for children. No it wasn’t. It was obviously a book written for…
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But look in the mirror for the other one,the other one who walks with you Antonio Machado The original sin. A crime we did not commit and yet we have to atone for. An inherent part of ourselves as humans. The partition of our minds. A few days ago, I read a post about Jung’s…
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It is interesting that “want” (the noun) means “a lack or deficiency of something”. I guess, “to want” would mean to experience this lack or deficiency. To want is to feel a void.
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I once read that Bruckner’s symphonies might not be as beautiful as Mahler’s (?), but that they advance relentlessly, inexorably, almost unavoidably. Sometimes, it seems, against their own will. I wondered about the music I like and I realised that all my favourite songs and pieces have something in common: an underlying sense of inevitability.…
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As we ride towards the sunset, I ask myself whether the end will ever come, whether the sunset is a place, a real place. An end to the rainbow. A place to rest, to die. This thought makes me stop. The others look back at me, no words. I am not ready, I say. Ed…
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Pray… To ask of a higher power that which we can not achieve by ourselves. To believe such a higher power exists. To believe we can communicate with this higher power. To believe It can listen to us and understand the message we try to convey. Finally, if such high power exists and we can…
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After reading Jung’s book on Dreams, I now tend to see all the characters in my dreams as part of me. Even if they look different, played by different “actors”, they are all me. Little parts of me who, together, constitute the whole of me. I had this same feeling when I read Demian (Hesse)…
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Trailing behind. Trailing behind. Trailing behind… but do I actually want to keep the pace? A few years ago, I felt as I had fallen off the train. My train. I still have the mental image in my mind: a meadow with short grass, the empty rails, the sunset, silence. Nothing. I just looked at…
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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. The journey leads through hot sand, slowly wading without a visible goal to hope for? How eerie is this wasteland. It seems to…
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With water from the stream Galadriel filled the basin to the brim, and breathed on it, and when the water was still again she spoke. ‘Here is the Mirror of Galadriel,’ she said. ‘I have brought you here so that you may look in it, if you will.’ The air was very still, and the…
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One of the most fascinating things about evolution is how the development of an organ in each individual recapitulates the evolution of the organ over millions of years. For example, if one studies the development of the human heart from its early stages in the embryo to its adult form, one can follow the changes…
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“Most people have no desire to swim until they are able to.” Isn’t that a laugh? Of course they don’t want to swim! After all, they were born to live on dry land, not in water. Nor, of course, do they want to think. They weren’t made to think, but to live! It’s true, and…
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There are a few films that I try not to start watching when they are played on TV, because if I do, I usually have to watch them till the end. The Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, The Big Country, LOTR, Eight, The Philadelphia Story, Casablanca. I could watch them any time I wanted,…
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When I was a kid I always wanted my little possessions to be perfect. The tiniest imperfection bothered me and I was unable to see that the rest of whatever treasure was “perfect”. One day, it occurred to me that it was precisely that little imperfection that made that particular object unique, different from the…
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I was thinking about those films in which a character is in his or her death bed (usually his, not sure why). He is about to die and he suddenly wishes he had just an extra day for all those things he did not do in the last few months, years or decades. What would…
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In West World, androids are so perfected and the comparison to human characters is stretched so much that one does wonder what makes us human. For those of you who haven’t watched the series, West World is a theme park full of sophisticated androids (the “hosts”) that recreates the wild American West, as in a…
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A succession of words does not have only one meaning. Carl G. Jung, The Red Book In one of my favourite chapters in the Red Book, Jung encounters (in his dreams or imagination) an anchorite living alone in the desert. He has a big book, a gospel of some kind, which he reads constantly, from…
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The Introverted Tree 