"I found an island in your arms Country in your eyes Arms that chain Eyes that lie Break on through to the other side" Jim Morrison Oftentimes it is said that ideas are less important and that action is better; what counts then is what is done or made manifest. The favored status of action, an idea …
somewhere down river
Baseball? Yes. I'm not sure how I discovered Steve's blog, but yes, I do like baseball, even if I don't have the time to obsess over it the way I used to. Steve is an excellent writer and his blog features a lot of interesting topics related to baseball and nostalgia. When I read his …
The Final Lap
I'll be offline for a while. My step-dad Jim, who would have been 86 on April 15, passed away Friday from natural causes. Jim had a difficult life in many ways. His early years were spent in an orphanage until age 9 when he was adopted by a farmer who used him strictly as a …
Alchemical Psychology: Why does it matter?
A great post on Hillman’s Alchemical Psychology, and particularly the images of the goal. Enjoy!
One of Hillman’s last gifts to us before his death, Alchemical Psychology, is perhaps one of the most important contributions to Jungian thought because it sheds light on the importance of alchemical metaphors for the soul’s journey. For many followers of Jung, myself included, the difficulty of penetrating the alchemical mysteries in order to grasp Jung’s fascination with it, has been a daunting and mysterious task. Hillman’s book brings many fresh and meaningful insights to this arcane subject matter, and allows us to glimpse behind the veil. I feel he peels away the layers, using poetic but modern language, unlike Jung, whose language and train of thought is often very dense and labyrinthian.
One of the ideas that Hillman throws into question is the whole notion of the goal of individuation, one of the sacred tenets of Jungian depth psychology. He feels that inherent in this concept is the idea of…
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The Layers
I heard a beautiful reading of this Stanley Kunitz' poem by Michael Lerner over at Commonweal.org The Layers - Stanley Kunitz I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray. When I look behind, as …