All my life’s work has been with people: as an adult education teacher in many settings, as a psychiatric social worker, as a private counsellor, trainer and supervisor of counsellors – and as a professional astrologer and astrology teacher. At the core of this apparent vocational diversity has been, I now understand, the same drive. It is that urge to find meaningful contexts for my own tiny, ephemeral spark of life, whilst offering some affirmation to others that their tiny flame matters too: it is worth struggling to get our light to burn with a purer and brighter radiance.
Something ineffable and charged can on occasions arise in deep communication between one person and another – those in the helping professions and their clients are by no means the sole partakers of this context. There is a moment in which the feeling of safety, intimacy, trust, empathy and openness of exchange becomes so intense that the level on which two people are interacting shifts from ‘ordinary’ to numinous.
In that moment, (to my subjective recollection) both souls are held, in a state of grace, in the palm of some vast invisible benevolent Hand. Both sparks of life are suspended in a sense of the sacred….
Such a state can never be evoked. It can only be bestowed – fleeting, memorable, perhaps life changing.
Coming across the following quotes recently thus struck a profound chord:
first, from Jung –
“ That is why I say to any beginner: learn your theories as well as you can, but put them aside when you touch the miracle of the living soul. Not theories but your creative individuality alone must decide.”
Carl Jung from “Contributions to Analytical Psychology” quoted in Self and Society Vol 27 No 1 March 1999, p 22.
second, from ‘Gilead’ by Marilynne Robinson, p 51 –
“ When people come to speak to me, whatever they say, I am struck by a kind of incandescence in them, the ‘I’ whose predicate can be ‘love’ or ‘fear’ or ‘want’, and whose object can be ‘someone’ or ‘nothing’ and it won’t really matter, because the loveliness is just in that presence, shaped around ‘I’ like a flame on a wick, emanating itself in grief and guilt and joy and whatever else …. To see this aspect of life is a privilege of the ministry which is seldom mentioned.”
(‘Gilead’, winner of the 2005 Pulitzer Prize for fiction, is a wonderful novel in which, towards the end of Rev John Ames’ life in 1956, he begins a letter to his young son, setting down all that he wishes to communicate which impending death will otherwise render impossible.)
I urge you to read it for its humanity and its wisdom.
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4 thoughts on ““…. the miracle of the living soul ….””
Truly lovely post!
Well-spoken by you with brilliantly supporting quotes!!
I just finished a post about Jung and Rudhyar on my blog–they both brought my spark to white-heat, powered my creativity, and made me feel what your post has so graciously honored…
Thanks, Alexander, for your generous and encouraging comment. It is very difficult to find the right words to express that which essentially lies beyond words….nevertheless, we have to try, and it is good to have that effort affirmed. I will check out your Jung/Rudhyar post. Anne
Beautiful !!!…..The incandescence of the Sacred Flame within each soul shining forth…..YESsence !!!
Dear Q – Thank you so much for this. Anne
I always did like Jung best. 🙂
This is a long time later than this was posted, but your message is timeless.
As confused and infinitesimal against the landscape of the Universe as we all are, yet, we each of us matter.
Yes, I like to think that the nature of what I write isn’t just of that particular day, but will go on offering some inspiration. Glad it has done so for you!