Jag läser i THE RED BOOK och träffas av orden —vem ställer de här frågorna i dag

och vem gör inte det? Jung skriver ; soul and Gad s 233

  • My friends,do you guess to what solitude we ascend?

I must learn that the dregs of my thought,my dreams, are the speech of my soul.I must carry them inmy heart, and go back and forth over them in my mind, like the words of the person dearest to me. Dreams are the guiding words of the soul. Why should I hence forth not love my dreams and not make their riddling images in to objects of my daily consideration? You think that the dream is foolish and ungainly What is beautiful?

What is ungainly?

What is clever>

What is foolish?

The spirit of this time is your measure, but the spirit of the depths surpasses it at both ends. Only the spirit of this time knows the difference between large and small. But this difference is invalid, like the spirit which recognizes it. /The spirit of the depths even taught me to consider my action and my decision as dependent on dreams. Dreams pave the way for life, and they determine you without you understanding their language.

53 One would like to learn this language

,but who can teach and learn it?

Scholarliness alone is not enough; there is a knowledge of the heart that gives deeper insight.

54 The knowledge of the heart is in no book and is not to be found in the mouth of any teacher,but grows out of you like the green seed from the dark earth. Scholarliness belongs to the spirit of this time, but this spirit in no way grasps the dream,sinc

lt is every where that scholarly knowledge is not¨

..you have to live the unlived

¨But I had to recognize and accept that

my soul is a child

and that my God

in my soul

is a child..¨

this dictum was repugnant to me and I hated it.

But the spirit of the depth steaches me that I am

a servant, infact the servant of a child