I finished Demian (Hermann Hesse) last week. Once again, it felt like leaving some of my best friends behind, those friends who do not exist but are alive in me. I was somewhat reluctant to reread this book, which had made such an impression on me when I was young, so many years ago. But,…
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Many years ago, I heard a song in a commercial and I immediately fell in love with it. I still remember it was a commercial about “Noa, the perfect perfume”, quite beautiful, actually. It made such an impression on me that I summoned the courage to write an email to Cacharel and ask for the…
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A beautiful, sunny day that somehow feels so heavy in our hearts. In these moments of uncertainty… no, wait. When did we have certainty? When were we able to foretell the future in such a reliable way that it would make us say the future is now uncertain? The future is always uncertain. Well, I guess…
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I’ve always empathised with E.T. the extra-terrestrial (Spielberg). Abandoned in this planet by his friends. How on earth did I end up in this planet? Why would my friends just drop me here and leave. This is not my world. I don’t fit in. I can hardly believe all those people are of the same…
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As the world hides itself behind a mask, a wall or a border, I wonder if this infection will not push us all into an introverted utopia (or dystopia, depending on the point of view). Working from home, if not fully locked at home, no physical contact allowed, 1-2 metres of minimum personal space! Ah,…
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It must have been more than 20 years ago, one of the last small things that my brothers and I did together, before each of us went our separate ways. We got up in the morning and brought our cereals to the living room to watch some anime on TV, as we did in the…
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What we are pleased to call illusion may be for the psyche an extremely important life-factor, something as indispensable as oxygen for the body—a psychic actuality of overwhelming significance. Carl G. Jung, Practice of Psychotherapy Heart failure is the final consequence of heart disease. It basically represents the inability of the heart to contract or…
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When I was reading Jung’s Memories, Dreams and Reflections, I was fascinated by how he presented the Age of Enlightenment. Coming out of the Middle Ages, in which religion predominated, Western civilisation pushed for a more preponderant role of reason. The pendulum has swung so far to the other side that we have come to…
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Oh, the passengerHe rides and he ridesHe looks through his windowWhat does he see?He sees the silent hollow skyHe see the stars come out tonightHe sees the city’s ripped backsidesHe sees the winding ocean driveAnd everything was made for you and meAll of it was made for you and me‘Cause it just belongs to you…
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The other day, I finished Mrs Dalloway. I liked it very much. I think you have to read this book after turning 45, maybe 50. Once things have happened to you in life. Good and also bad. And, above all, once things have not happened to you. Things that you thought would happen, but haven’t.…
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You know nothing Jon Snow! Game of Thrones A few months ago, as I was reading the Red Book (Jung), a word came to my mind, out of nowhere, uncalled for: “Unlearning”. As it happened with Little Witch Wanda, instead of ignoring this bubble from my unconscious, I decided to take a minute to look…
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A few months ago, as I was entering my room, I noticed that my sight got fixated on a book in the library. This had also happened some days before, so I wondered what my unconscious might want to say with this. In the old days, I used to disregard this nonsense, but now, when…
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Realising that there actually was a second half of life gave me a very strong sense of purpose. It was my first encounter with the work of Carl Jung, which changed my life. The first half of life is devoted to forming a healthy ego, the second half is going inward and letting go of…
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“I thought we might end this evening with a discussion of the soul. All of the greatest religions speak of the soul’s endurance before the end of life. So what then does it mean to die?“ Eissenheim The Illusionist, in The Illusionist – Don’t do this He wanted to look at her. To look at…
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Of the many things that can be, that can exist, only a few do exist. Only a few come to be. The rest of possibilities remain as just that: possibilities. Every time a choice is made, thousands, millions of possibilities disappear. Possibilities that existed, even if only in theory, and will exist no more if…
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The Introverted Tree 