During a recent Red Book Study Group Meeting (June 12, 2011), I was struck by the following quotation (see below) from Jung's personal diary. Jung was grappling with external pressures (spirit of the times) versus internal pressure (spirit of the depths). Jung eloquently and cryptically described the process of literal versus symbolic murder of "the princes"--the external authorities and heroes. Instead, Jung suggested that we internalize this struggle to face and embrace our own incapacity, limitations, and true human nature.
But our ruler is
the spirit of this time, which rules and leads in us all. It is the general
spirit in which we think and act today. He is of frightful power, since he has
brought immeasurable good to this world and fascinated men with unbelievable
pleasure. He [sic] is bejeweled with
the most beautiful heroic virtue, and wants to drive men [sic] up to the brightest solar heights, in everlasting ascent.
The hero wants to
open up everything he can. But the nameless spirit of the depths evokes
everything that man [sic] cannot.
Incapacity prevents further ascent. Greater height requires greater virtue. We
do not possess it. We must first create it by learning to live with our
incapacity. We must give it life. For how else shall it develop into ability?
We cannot slay our
incapacity and rise above it. But that is precisely what we wanted. Incapacity
will overcame us and demand its share of life. Our ability will desert us, and will
believe, in the sense of the spirit of this time, that it is a loss. Yet it is
no loss but a gain, not for outer trappings, however, but for inner capacity.
The one who learns
to live with his incapacity has learned a great deal. This will lead us the
valuation of the smallest things, and to wise limitation, which the greater
height demands. If all heroism is erased, we fall back into the misery of
humanity and into even worse. Our foundation will be caught up in the
excitement since our highest tension, which concerns what lies outside us, will
stir them up. We will fall into the cesspool of our underworld, among the
rubble of the centuries in us.
The heroic in you
is the fact that you are ruled by the thought that this or that is good, that this
or that performance is indispensable, this or that cause is objectionable, this
or that goal must be attained in headlong striving work, this or that pleasure
should be ruthlessly repressed at all costs. Consequently, you sin against
incapacity. But incapability exists. No one should deny it, find fault with it,
or shout it down. (p. 240)
References
Shamdasani,
S. (Ed.). (2009). The red book: Liber
novus by C. G. Jung. New York,
NY: Norton.
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