Re: Blown away+

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As someone whose blood pressure went down to 3 during a vaginal haemmorhage following a miscarriage in 1950, I experienced a near death. I went way out in the sky n saw the earth about the size of a dime. Then I was enveloped by a black cloud and heard a question CAN YOU LOVE ENOUGH? I knew the answer and struggled to answer YES!!!

As I was on the operating table in hosp, I felt hands coming through dry leaves and struggled to cry YES!! As I woke, it was a whisper , the round light was lowered to inches above me to keep me warm, and I saw my husband and mother next to me, and the Dr. feeling my nose like a a puppy! Then I was given a sip of sweet tea right on the op table! Elixir!

It took over a year to recover, as my uterus had prolapsed. I refused another operation! But it changed my life and I knew my purpose. 60 years later, I think I have fulfilled the command to the best of my ability. Despite my fears, 2 years later I gave birth to Beth, who restored everything back to normal! , my youngest, arrived 3 yrs later w/out a hitch.

btw, In his last year Jung wrote most beautifully of death. It is written up by Aniela Jaffe, as I remember.

Since then I have had 5 dreams of meeting Jung in person. In the first one, we were walking in a forest. He had a cane n punched it into the ground, making a hole. Then he said: Ein Loch ist auch eine Mandala. [a hole is also a mandala,}

It took me years to fathom the deepest meaning of that dream. The result is pub in the illustration of my CREDO Self Worth.

love, ao

ps when I was 8, I was scared to die, n stayed awake, then I realized everything dies, so I went into a room in my grandmother's rented house in Dublin,NH and spoke to God, making a deal! I said "If I live a life serving you to the best of my ability, cld u please give me a happy death?

Today, my study here at Rosecroft is in the same location and has her desk in it in the same spot!

Curiously my cousin rented the same house in Dublin, and wh we visited them, I was able to go into the same room n grin n say "Remember the deal!" That was just about 50 years later!

So thawstone ?.please read Jung's autobiography n form a new opinion!

aoh & Dan,

Thanks for the replies. I can always count on Dan for a reply on anything dealing with music, short though they are. And, I'll give you a short bio shortly, but first, I need to discuss what I read in the Red Book yesterday. I was so blown away I need some feedback as to whether or not I'm over reacting. It's the chapter called Death on page 273. It starts out like many other chapters, like a parable, but by the end it's pure stream of consciousness. I re-read the last three paragraphs six or seven times. They start out as if he's talking about the repression of the shadow only to have it arise within one's conscious reality in some form or other, but then the piece seems to transform into an actual description of what happens when you physically die:

"For if the wretchedness and poverty of this life ends, another life begins in what is opposed to me. This is opposed to such an extent that I cannot conceive it. For it is opposed not according to the laws of reason, but thoroughly and according to its own nature. Yes it is not only opposed, but replusive, invisibly and cruely repulsive, something that takes my breath away, that drains the power from my muscles, that confuses my senses, stings me poisonously from behind in the heel, and always strikes just where I did not suspect I possessed a vulnerable spot."

It sounds as if he is describing how a new born enters the world. In the next paragraph: "For three nights I was assaulted by the horrors of birth." Even though this "opposed" life can't be conceived by reason, I seem to sense that this is true. It would explain how the memory is entirely erased if the new world you enter is not only completely ailian, offering zero references which could stir a rememberance, but is at the same time keeping you so occupied in fending off its assault, there's no reprive in which to ponder what just happened to you. Many who believe in reincarnation believe you return immediately to this world in some form or another, but, if you do return to this world, according to this theory, it wouldn't be until after you've spent a lifetime in a world completely opposed to this one. When you die in that world, then this world could once again be the one that is opposed to that one. Am I reading too much into this? Did Jung, in a sense, come back from death to tell us what happens? I've experience ego death on pyschodellics, but this is different.

thawstone

[Guest guest]

Thank you so much, ao!I'm the "sitter with the dying" in my family. While the death process seems very much like labor, the incredible hard work is surrounded by the clearest possible understanding that joy is just across the divide and comes close to greet and encourage the laboring soul as mortal vestiges slough off the undying Being.May you be filled with loving kindnessMay you be peaceful and at easeMay you be happyMay you be well.....To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else."— DickinsonPause, Center, and Shift--Brugh Joy

As someone whose blood pressure went down to 3 during a vaginal haemmorhage following a miscarriage in 1950, I experienced a near death. I went way out in the sky n saw the earth about the size of a dime. Then I was enveloped by a black cloud and heard a question CAN YOU LOVE ENOUGH? I knew the answer and struggled to answer YES!!!

As I was on the operating table in hosp, I felt hands coming through dry leaves and struggled to cry YES!! As I woke, it was a whisper , the round light was lowered to inches above me to keep me warm, and I saw my husband and mother next to me, and the Dr. feeling my nose like a a puppy! Then I was given a sip of sweet tea right on the op table! Elixir!

It took over a year to recover, as my uterus had prolapsed. I refused another operation! But it changed my life and I knew my purpose. 60 years later, I think I have fulfilled the command to the best of my ability. Despite my fears, 2 years later I gave birth to Beth, who restored everything back to normal! , my youngest, arrived 3 yrs later w/out a hitch.

btw, In his last year Jung wrote most beautifully of death. It is written up by Aniela Jaffe, as I remember.

Since then I have had 5 dreams of meeting Jung in person. In the first one, we were walking in a forest. He had a cane n punched it into the ground, making a hole. Then he said: Ein Loch ist auch eine Mandala. [a hole is also a mandala,}

It took me years to fathom the deepest meaning of that dream. The result is pub in the illustration of my CREDO Self Worth.

love, ao

ps when I was 8, I was scared to die, n stayed awake, then I realized everything dies, so I went into a room in my grandmother's rented house in Dublin,NH and spoke to God, making a deal! I said "If I live a life serving you to the best of my ability, cld u please give me a happy death?

Today, my study here at Rosecroft is in the same location and has her desk in it in the same spot!

Curiously my cousin rented the same house in Dublin, and wh we visited them, I was able to go into the same room n grin n say "Remember the deal!" That was just about 50 years later!

So thawstone ?.please read Jung's autobiography n form a new opinion!

aoh & Dan,

Thanks for the replies. I can always count on Dan for a reply on anything dealing with music, short though they are. And, I'll give you a short bio shortly, but first, I need to discuss what I read in the Red Book yesterday. I was so blown away I need some feedback as to whether or not I'm over reacting. It's the chapter called Death on page 273. It starts out like many other chapters, like a parable, but by the end it's pure stream of consciousness. I re-read the last three paragraphs six or seven times. They start out as if he's talking about the repression of the shadow only to have it arise within one's conscious reality in some form or other, but then the piece seems to transform into an actual description of what happens when you physically die:

"For if the wretchedness and poverty of this life ends, another life begins in what is opposed to me. This is opposed to such an extent that I cannot conceive it. For it is opposed not according to the laws of reason, but thoroughly and according to its own nature. Yes it is not only opposed, but replusive, invisibly and cruely repulsive, something that takes my breath away, that drains the power from my muscles, that confuses my senses, stings me poisonously from behind in the heel, and always strikes just where I did not suspect I possessed a vulnerable spot."

It sounds as if he is describing how a new born enters the world. In the next paragraph: "For three nights I was assaulted by the horrors of birth." Even though this "opposed" life can't be conceived by reason, I seem to sense that this is true. It would explain how the memory is entirely erased if the new world you enter is not only completely ailian, offering zero references which could stir a rememberance, but is at the same time keeping you so occupied in fending off its assault, there's no reprive in which to ponder what just happened to you. Many who believe in reincarnation believe you return immediately to this world in some form or another, but, if you do return to this world, according to this theory, it wouldn't be until after you've spent a lifetime in a world completely opposed to this one. When you die in that world, then this world could once again be the one that is opposed to that one. Am I reading too much into this? Did Jung, in a sense, come back from death to tell us what happens? I've experience ego death on pyschodellics, but this is different.

thawstone

[Guest guest]

Thank you for sharing your incredible story Alice. While I was reading Jung's terrifying credo on death I was thinking, "But the mother provides a respite to the terror." Although memory is wiped clean, there's still the instinct to find norishment and comfort at mother's breast. Still, does a loving mother await us in this opposing world Jung speaks of? It feels good to believe it's all love and rose petals, but it could only leave us all the more vulnerable if it doesn't turn out that way. We're all gathered around this fire to bath in the Jung's after glow. Should we turn our backs on the brutal truths laid bare in the Red Book? Love, beautiful as it may be, is but a single color of the rainbow. Don't we want to experience it all? Carol,

The Dickinson quote, "Life is so startling that it leaves little time for anything else" is perfectly in line with what Jung was saying. Thanks.