I'm still thinking of and reading Carl Jung almost every day, and this excerpt I came across the other day really spoke to me. I have a lot to write about as far as life --this has been a wonderful weekend so far, with lots of exciting practice developments--but here is just a thought of his to ponder for now.
"Our souls as well as our bodies are composed of individual elements which were all already present in the ranks of our ancestors. The “newness” in the individual psyche is an endlessly varied recombination of age old components. Body and soul have an intensely historical character and find no proper place in what is new, in things that have just come into being. That is to say, our ancestral components are only partly at home in such things. We are very far from having finished completely with the middle ages, classical antiquity, and primitivity, as our modern psyches pretend. Nevertheless, we have plunged down a cataract of progress which sweeps us into the future with even wilder violence the farther it takes us from our roots.
Once the past has been breached, it is usually anhhiliated and there is not stopping the forward motion. But it is precisely the loss of connection with the past, our uprootedness, which has given rise to the “discontents” of civilization and to such a flurry and haste that we live in the future and its chimerical promises of a golden age instead of the present, with which our whole evolutionary background has not yet caught up. We rush empestuously into novelty, driven by a mounting sense of insufficiency, dissatisfaction, and restlessness. We no longer live on what we have, but on promises, no longer in the light of the present day but int the darkness of the future, which, we expect, will at last bring the proper sunrise…"
This moves me so much it's hard to even begin to describe.