Re: Digest Number 3177

[Guest guest]

Dear : I have indeed heard the dark mother cooing sweet nothings in my ear. She’s the false caregiver who performs her duties by guilting me into forgetting my quest, and lying about the innate kindness within the universe. You articulate a deep and powerful Mystery that brings joy to my heart and wonder to my soul. Thank you for sharing this with us. In the dance, Frances.

The sense of purposefulness that the Divine has in its need of us is

extraordinary and shocking to believe. We do not often perceive ourselves

has having anything to offer and wonder why the Divine would tolerate us in

the first place. It is not that we are sinners - we are just damn

troublesome. It is understandable that there is something to be gained

despite our difficult natures by the Divine that motivates itself to work

tirelessly towards this union. It is difficult to perceive beyond the point

of why any of this is necessary and I would not indulge myself or the reader

in such fantasy since I do not have that vision nor could I understand it

even if I did have it. I do understand now that we are important and needed

in the procreative genesis of the universe. For every pomegranate that is

made whole, for every soul that becomes immortalized and infused with the

Divine, there is a deepening and empowering growth of love that is greater

that it was before the inclusion of that individuated soul.

Love,

[Guest guest]

Dear , Frances, Alice,

et al

This is truly fascinating, and very timely

for me as I am currently exploring the dark mother in the context of my

training. Jungian psychology in general, and it seems to me, IGAP in

particular, is very female dominated. Only this week my (male) analyst likened

IGAP to a girls boarding school! We have some wonderful older Zurich-trained

analysts who really do embody the spirit of Jung, von Franz, et al, but they

are all getting older (one died last month) and for the most part are not

interested in the government of IGAP anyway. It seems to me that the original

IGAP-trained analysts have a maternal attitude to both candidates and patients

which keeps things on the ego-level, plus a fanatical transference to IGAP as “home”.

Even asking a question about IGAP is viewed as heresy. One senior analyst

actually said to me “We are training you to be IGAP members”. Of

course, I raised an eyebrow and said “Excuse me, I thought I was training

to be a Jungian analyst!” – but the remark sent a real shiver down

my spine.

On another subject, could you, ,

explain a little more about your approach to dreamwork, specifically, what are

the differences from and similarities to the classical Jungian approach?

Love,

fa

" Show me a sane man and I will cure

him for you. " CG Jung

Persephone’s Journey -

The True Nature of Dying to Self

[Guest guest]

Dear , Alice, pha, All:

pha, I too am exploring the dark mother dynamic within the context of a group. These are all women who’ve been meeting for 11 years in a Medicine Wheel. Lately I’ve become aware of a static and fog, probably due to gossip and chatter that’s preventing the Archetypes from coming through and Ii cannot reach the presence of the Mystery. There’s a prevalence of the dark mother in the form of a caregiver feminine that’s controlling the immanence of the Divine. I’ve spoken about what I see and feel to the leader and she’s agreed, saying “gossip is the Shadow of the Feminine”. I’m raising it at our next gathering. , your analysis tells me there’s more to it that I have imagined.

You may be interested in this. I had a significant dream about 4 years ago on my 58th birthday (Saturn return!) in which my childhood home lay in a pile of rubble. In the dream, I couldn’t reach my mother, she was fierce and combative, defending the rubble. So I walked away into nothing. It was a very disorienting feeling. I even composed a Blues song, called “Rubble Trouble Blues!” Two years later, I completed the transit of Pluto’s opposition (4th House) to my Sun (10th House). Alice’s poem on Pluto (please post it again) gave me hope and I must say, externally the manifestation of a house purchase followed by my recent marriage, in which we exchanged vows as each other’s Anam Cara, has brought me to a stage where your words resonate in a deep and powerful way. In the dance, Frances.

The Persephone self can live without the mother - it is the Psyche self who

cannot live without her mother. She holds onto her or hates her or rebels

against her, but the mother is always the reason for her existence.

Persephone can leave the mother for the love she seeks is not in the world.

Persephone finds the truth with Hades, the Animus. She needs him, finding

love and in so doing, she dies to the world she learned through her mother.

This world crumbles and she no longer is identified with what she has known

of love as construed by her mother. In her heart, the fear of nonexistance

shoots through and it breaks open, becoming truly immortal for the love she

receives from the Divine is as old as the universe itself.

I am excited to be able to share this with all of you and I hope for more

feedback, and dialogue.

Love,