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Carl Jung, on Art and the Collective Unconscious

Carl Jung, on Art and the Collective Unconscious The rapid and worldwide growth of a psychological interest over the last two decades shows unmistakably that modern man is turning his attention from outward material things to his own inner processes. Expressionism in art prophetically anticipated this subjective development, for all art intuitively apprehends coming changes…

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C.G. Jung: “One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”

  Ivan Iavazovsky: The Creation of the World      Filling the conscious mind with ideal conceptions is a characteristic of Western theosophy, but not the confrontation with the shadow and the world of darkness. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. The later procedure, however,…

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C.G. Jung: “There is no birth of consciousness without pain.”

  Marriage, Pain and Consciousness . Seldom or never does a marriage develop into an individual relationship smoothly and without crises. There is no birth of consciousness without pain. The ways that lead to conscious realization are many, but they follow definite laws. In general, the change begins with the onset of the second half…

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C.G. Jung: “There is no change from darkness to light or from inertia to movement without emotion.”

  “The stirring up of conflict is a Luciferian virtue in the true sense of the word. Conflict engenders fire, the fire of affects and emotions, and like every other fire it has two aspects, that of combustion and that of creating light. On the one hand, emotion is the alchemical fire whose warmth brings…

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C.G. Jung: “A man who has not passed through the inferno of his passions has never overcome them.”

    A man who has not passed through the inferno of his passions has never overcome them. They then dwell in the house next door, and at any moment a flame may dart out and set fire to his own house. Whenever we give up, leave behind, and forget too much, there is always…