NPR had a piece on about Jung's (Junge?) journals while he battled or otherwise engaged in his unconscious for a period of 6 or so years. My grasp of this is miniscule, as I was driving through rain and heard only part of the piece to begin with .... and let's face it, while NPR provides an incredible array of information, it is hardly the basis of a PhD dissertation on most subjects.
That said Pollyanna wondered if posting a few dark thoughts occasionally might be helpful. It should be noted that although I do have two cousins (one first, one 2nd) who did kill themselves, I do not really think that this will be something I would ever follow through on....although there are times when the thought is not terribly repugnant. My affairs are in such disarray, that I would not impose them on anyone...and in a peculiar way I wonder if they are a way that I keep myself alive. Or, I'm lazy. I'm certainly disorganzied.
I did find my sinus cleanse medicine today (had used the last packet of the old stock just this afternoon. These kinds of timely discoveries are strangely comforting. Likewise, I found something else I had been looking for (special bandaids).
I'm going to use this blog to write and whine, perhaps discover some clarity for myself.
I'm really tired. Needless to say, the bathroom is still dreadful, although I do notice (a positive) that the recycling is out and there are a few more small steps within my grasp that could have real positive payoffs.
As we can never really stay in the same places in our lives, I suppose I will try to move forward.
Forward for right now means going to bed. Must work from 6 a.m. to 2 p.m. tomorrow.
Love to all, including (first on the list?) me. CW
Monday, September 21, 2009
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