HERE'S SOMETHING SPECIAL: You're invited to JUNG'S AMERICAN MUSE: THE VISIONS AND ART OF CHRISTIANA MORGAN, a live podcast recording on Saturday, July 13th, at 2 pm EST. Tickets are on sale now for $5. Christiana Morgan's visions and art were pivotal to Jung's understanding of the nature of the feminine. We're thrilled to welcome her granddaughter, filmmaker Hilary Morgan, as our guest. Hilary will share Tower of Dreams, her short documentary, and then discuss her memories and reflections on her grandmother's life. BUY YOUR TICKET HERE: www.eventbrite.com/e/jungs-american-muse-the-visions-and-art-of-christiana-morgan-tickets-928055668487?utm-campaign=social&utm-content=attendeeshare&utm-medium=discovery&utm-term=listing&utm-source=cp&aff=ebdsshcopyurl
I love psyche. I am regularly delighted by synchronicities, and little nudges toward one direction over another. I love that it speaks to us through art, both in the making, and its' exploration. And dreams of course. Psyche wants us to succeed, and seems to use the whole universe in its' effort for us to grok what it is we are missing. I painted for a bit, and it was useful, alongside analysis, l in my focus on healing my relationship with my deceased father and his ancestral line. It was a remarkable experience. Kinda blows your mind when you think about it. Thanks for this episode! Grateful.
I so love your content, thank you! I could really connect with what Mark Dean said about art therapy having nothing to do with my artistic capacity. I am currently doing some group sessions on grief including art. I lost my husband to cancer and covid 2 years ago and we did a lot of work on ourselves. I terribly miss the depth in our connection. The topic last night was about lonelines and we were invited to make a collage. I searched for an image of a person standing alone at the edge of a cliff with a sea of water below and endless skies above and nothing I could do in that environment seemed to matter, my story about loneliness. Then I flipped through an old garden and home magazine and there it was: a full page of green plant beauty with a view of the sea behind and the title read “magnificent isolation “. It spoke so much to me and it dawned on me that something in me liked it very very much and that isolation might indeed be magnificent! There was a little home coming in that find and clearly, in nature I often feel closest to my husband. Just talking and thinking about loneliness didn’t make me see this option.
This discussion has inspired me to go back to Art.Use it to help find myself again.Loved the Story about Mark seeing The Kid.relate somehow.The wounded healer as well..Mark has the most open ,clear face…Love your work.Listen EVERY night.This podcast is my solace,my safe place to go. Thank you all.
Great episode you guys, one of my favorites hands down! I feel that we are in desperate need of stories (fairy tales/myth) and Art in our lives more than ever as a way to commune and create relationship with the other(s) within and without. Thank you all!
A fine little sailboat seeking its wind and found myself in a gale. Wow what a profound statement thank you sir and I certainly saw it in the faces of our analysts. Thank you three as well I watch you all the time I'm subscribed I love you period and Joe you are the epitome of an absorbent sponge so much respect for all four of you thank you
Wonderful episode. And, so many parts reminded me of the work by Richard Swartz and his book No Bad Parts. He’s mentioned Jung in his research and so makes me wonder if he would be an interesting person to interview on this podcast. Thanks for all your wonderful work! Love this show and this group.
1:36:37 Freudian slip Lisa?, or is this a subtle Jungian announcement of a new attraction to entice subscibers?😂 This episode really resonated with me, as did your guest and the story of the teenaged client who "led him for months" with his series of drawings and the story behind them. It gives me some sense of confirmation of the validity of my own self-administered attempts with a similar story process drawn from waking dreams, in which an avatar "self" is attempting to "speak" with and for different younger (and spectral) parts of myself by "tattooing their essence" on his skin and the pages of his journal, "drawing" them into himself and into existence through the ink on the point of his Raven quill, mirrored in a parallel "real" world (they grow on trees here, don'tya know) by a young artist's (the Lightkeeper) pencil drawings. The cast of characters is growing, much as Mr. Dean described, including a giant flaming nemesis disciplinarian babysitter who takes his job WAY too seriously, resents interference, and so far refuses to negotiate or listen to reason and "lash"es out with a stormy disposition at Ravenquill whenever he interacts with the "pale spirits" he encounters "wandering here among stones unmarked with a name". So far I have summoned and astral-projected and then "exhumed" my vampiric Lilith-like Anima and received a VERY stern tongue-lashing and ultimatum from her, and met four additional aspects of myself; an "impression-able" 3 year-old in a Jester hat and harlequin footie pajamas, a 7 year old opera tenor who loves SexPistols songs and gives new meaning to "Anarchy in the U.K.", a prepubescent tattoo artist who wants to make every body beautiful, and a teenage Faerie Princess who has the "exact same birthday!" as the "babysitter". On the night I met these last four, AniMae and Ravenquill had "called down the moon" and Selene smiled brightly while unexpected guests arrived, the first to set foot on this island since Ravenquill shipwrecked here - how long ago now? First, a dishevelled nun (Sister Mary Elisbeth) from a foreign land (ALL lands are foreign to this place) by way of Charon's yacht (times change, and even the gods are forced to adapt) who had second thoughts about eternity after a conversation with the Captain and his raven (short a few tailfeathers, and a bit wary of late). Then came a retinue of Cherokee elders riding in from the Pleiades on Centaurs, drawing along a chariot driven by an old fat hippie in a tie-dyed toga, with a VERY large jar of wine and a bag of "incense". What followed was the first-ever-documented celebration of Saturnalia (and a mini centauromachy) in Limbo. Needless to say, the "babysitter" was NOT pleased (was quite inflamed, actually) and rained on everyone's party, destroyed Ravenquill's only shelter (a mausoleum) and he ended his night neck deep in dark water at the bottom of a very deep tombshaft - "Eternity is a very long time Gatekeeper, ruminate on THAT while it chews on you. Fit punishment for your insolence and dereliction of your duty, and interference with mine." The faint blue-white glow of Torikaeko's blade shone just enough to reveal the ripples made by the movement of the shadowy shape just beneath the surface. With a BUMP against my calf, my footing slips and down I go, the graceful curve and assuring radiance of the celestial Sisters extinguished in the inky black of the void. (Dunnt Dunnt Duuunn ! ) -from "The Book Of Ronin" "Nihil ausus, nihil mutatum. Carpè noctum." The "medicine" is in the poison: Analyze, and Alchemize, THAT! 😉 Thanks for another great episode, and I'm looking forward to the art exhibit and documentary later this month.
HERE'S SOMETHING SPECIAL: You're invited to JUNG'S AMERICAN MUSE: THE VISIONS AND ART OF CHRISTIANA MORGAN, a live podcast recording on Saturday, July 13th, at 2 pm EST. Tickets are on sale now for $5. Christiana Morgan's visions and art were pivotal to Jung's understanding of the nature of the feminine. We're thrilled to welcome her granddaughter, filmmaker Hilary Morgan, as our guest. Hilary will share Tower of Dreams, her short documentary, and then discuss her memories and reflections on her grandmother's life.
BUY YOUR TICKET HERE: www.eventbrite.com/e/jungs-american-muse-the-visions-and-art-of-christiana-morgan-tickets-928055668487?utm-campaign=social&utm-content=attendeeshare&utm-medium=discovery&utm-term=listing&utm-source=cp&aff=ebdsshcopyurl
absolutly loveed this episode, i hope Mark will return to the podcast soon!!
I love psyche. I am regularly delighted by synchronicities, and little nudges toward one direction over another. I love that it speaks to us through art, both in the making, and its' exploration. And dreams of course. Psyche wants us to succeed, and seems to use the whole universe in its' effort for us to grok what it is we are missing. I painted for a bit, and it was useful, alongside analysis, l in my focus on healing my relationship with my deceased father and his ancestral line. It was a remarkable experience. Kinda blows your mind when you think about it. Thanks for this episode! Grateful.
I so love your content, thank you!
I could really connect with what Mark Dean said about art therapy having nothing to do with my artistic capacity.
I am currently doing some group sessions on grief including art. I lost my husband to cancer and covid 2 years ago and we did a lot of work on ourselves. I terribly miss the depth in our connection.
The topic last night was about lonelines and we were invited to make a collage.
I searched for an image of a person standing alone at the edge of a cliff with a sea of water below and endless skies above and nothing I could do in that environment seemed to matter, my story about loneliness.
Then I flipped through an old garden and home magazine and there it was: a full page of green plant beauty with a view of the sea behind and the title read “magnificent isolation “. It spoke so much to me and it dawned on me that something in me liked it very very much and that isolation might indeed be magnificent! There was a little home coming in that find and clearly, in nature I often feel closest to my husband.
Just talking and thinking about loneliness didn’t make me see this option.
That is beautiful, thank you for sharing.
Wow. Maybe even a message from the Other Side.
This discussion has inspired me to go back to Art.Use it to help find myself again.Loved the Story about Mark seeing The Kid.relate somehow.The wounded healer as well..Mark has the most open ,clear face…Love your work.Listen EVERY night.This podcast is my solace,my safe place to go.
Thank you all.
Great episode you guys, one of my favorites hands down! I feel that we are in desperate need of stories (fairy tales/myth) and Art in our lives more than ever as a way to commune and create relationship with the other(s) within and without. Thank you all!
So far so RICH! Only 31 mins in. I greatly appreciate you all for coming together and recording this for us to see!
Really wonderful to listen to this episode. Loved it, learned from it and deeply felt all of what was being said. Thank you to all of you...
Really look forward to more interpretations of fairy tales ❤❤❤
A fine little sailboat seeking its wind and found myself in a gale. Wow what a profound statement thank you sir and I certainly saw it in the faces of our analysts. Thank you three as well I watch you all the time I'm subscribed I love you period and Joe you are the epitome of an absorbent sponge so much respect for all four of you thank you
WOW this one is amazing. so many gems!
Wow! Incredible! So great to see the incredible Mark Dean join the sages of the podcast!
Wonderful episode. And, so many parts reminded me of the work by Richard Swartz and his book No Bad Parts. He’s mentioned Jung in his research and so makes me wonder if he would be an interesting person to interview on this podcast.
Thanks for all your wonderful work! Love this show and this group.
finally ive been thiinking about this topic a lot
I love your conversations! Interesting that three of you have things behind you that look like white hats :)
1:36:37 Freudian slip Lisa?, or is this a subtle Jungian announcement of a new attraction to entice subscibers?😂
This episode really resonated with me, as did your guest and the story of the teenaged client who "led him for months" with his series of drawings and the story behind them. It gives me some sense of confirmation of the validity of my own self-administered attempts with a similar story process drawn from waking dreams, in which an avatar "self" is attempting to "speak" with and for different younger (and spectral) parts of myself by "tattooing their essence" on his skin and the pages of his journal, "drawing" them into himself and into existence through the ink on the point of his Raven quill, mirrored in a parallel "real" world (they grow on trees here, don'tya know) by a young artist's (the Lightkeeper) pencil drawings.
The cast of characters is growing, much as Mr. Dean described, including a giant flaming nemesis disciplinarian babysitter who takes his job WAY too seriously, resents interference, and so far refuses to negotiate or listen to reason and "lash"es out with a stormy disposition at Ravenquill whenever he interacts with the "pale spirits" he encounters "wandering here among stones unmarked with a name". So far I have summoned and astral-projected and then "exhumed" my vampiric Lilith-like Anima and received a VERY stern tongue-lashing and ultimatum from her, and met four additional aspects of myself; an "impression-able" 3 year-old in a Jester hat and harlequin footie pajamas, a 7 year old opera tenor who loves SexPistols songs and gives new meaning to "Anarchy in the U.K.", a prepubescent tattoo artist who wants to make every body beautiful, and a teenage Faerie Princess who has the "exact same birthday!" as the "babysitter".
On the night I met these last four, AniMae and Ravenquill had "called down the moon" and Selene smiled brightly while unexpected guests arrived, the first to set foot on this island since Ravenquill shipwrecked here - how long ago now? First, a dishevelled nun (Sister Mary Elisbeth) from a foreign land (ALL lands are foreign to this place) by way of Charon's yacht (times change, and even the gods are forced to adapt) who had second thoughts about eternity after a conversation with the Captain and his raven (short a few tailfeathers, and a bit wary of late). Then came a retinue of Cherokee elders riding in from the Pleiades on Centaurs, drawing along a chariot driven by an old fat hippie in a tie-dyed toga, with a VERY large jar of wine and a bag of "incense". What followed was the first-ever-documented celebration of Saturnalia (and a mini centauromachy) in Limbo.
Needless to say, the "babysitter" was NOT pleased (was quite inflamed, actually) and rained on everyone's party, destroyed Ravenquill's only shelter (a mausoleum) and he ended his night neck deep in dark water at the bottom of a very deep tombshaft - "Eternity is a very long time Gatekeeper, ruminate on THAT while it chews on you. Fit punishment for your insolence and dereliction of your duty, and interference with mine." The faint blue-white glow of Torikaeko's blade shone just enough to reveal the ripples made by the movement of the shadowy shape just beneath the surface. With a BUMP against my calf, my footing slips and down I go, the graceful curve and assuring radiance of the celestial Sisters extinguished in the inky black of the void. (Dunnt Dunnt Duuunn ! )
-from "The Book Of Ronin"
"Nihil ausus, nihil mutatum. Carpè noctum."
The "medicine" is in the poison:
Analyze, and Alchemize, THAT! 😉
Thanks for another great episode, and I'm looking forward to the art exhibit and documentary later this month.
Thank you
I love you guys
Joseph, please rest in great heart of compassion. 💓
Deborah’s laugh seemed out of sync. It made whatever she was laughing at soo much funnier