In a life without trines, everything is hard work. Is that how it should be? I wanted to read my book but that feels like slacking. "Self-improvement is work too!" I hear myself cry, but it won't change my inner perspective. I find myself looking forward to waiting rooms because at least then I won't... Continue Reading →
The Magic Kingdom of Teddy, Chiron and the Fixed Star Facies
In "Iron John: A Book About Men", Robert Bly relates an anecdote wherein a friend announced to Carl Jung that he had just won a promotion; Jung responded by saying "that's terrible, but I'm sure if we all stick together then we'll get through it," and conversely, when the same friend announced that they had... Continue Reading →