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DEPTH INSIGHTS Seeing the World With Soul Fall 2012 “Virus”~ Artwork by Staci Poirier INSIDE THIS ISSUE On Becoming A Psychologist: An Archetypal Love Story Hijacked by a Dream The Shadow of Yoga: Reflections on the Soul/Spirit Distinction Jung’s Reception of Friedrich Nietzsche: A Roadmap for the Uninitiated A Jungian Interpretation of the Jewish Tale Miriam’s Tambourine More Depth Psychology Articles, Essays, and Poetry Table of From the Executive Editor Contents There’s a lot going on on the planet surface of everyday events. Paying atten- On Becoming A Psychologist: today, much of it disturbing if you follow tion to how the inner world mirrors the 3 An Archetypal Love Story By Robert D. Romanyshyn the evening news. With so much technol- outer—and vice versa—is such a powerful ogy around us providing instantaneous tool for insight and growth, both personal- 9 Hijacked by a Dream access to information and events around ly and collectively. By Paco Mitchell the world, it’s easy sometimes to feel It is in this spirit of opening to what The Shadow of Yoga: overwhelmed and lose a sense of center is hidden, forgotten, lost, abandoned or 13 Reflections on the Soul/Spirit and self. invisible in the self--even as we reel from Distinction According to recent conversations disquieting events in the outer world--that By Jason Butler I’ve had with others, I don’t think I’m the I hope you will enjoy the wisdom and only one who feels that time is speeding beauty of the works offered in this issue Jung’s Reception of Friedrich 17 Nietzsche: A Roadmap for the up and globally, things are spiraling out of of Depth Insights. Uninitiated control on many fronts. Huge thanks to the contributors, By Ritske Rensma However, this is why I continue to selection committee, and especially to believe so strongly that depth psychology editor Rebecca Livingston Pottenger for A Jungian Interpretation of the 23 Jewish Tale Miriam’s offers us the opportunity to maintain our coming together to make it happen. Tambourine reflective center and to look beyond the ~ By Natasha Morton Bonnie Bright The Soul of the Soldier: An 29 Archetypal Inquiry into the Rhetoric of Posttraumatic Stress Disorder About this Issue By Ipek S. Burnett Depth Insights, Issue 3 Editorial Selection Committee 33 Why the Men Went into the Bob Quinn Matthew Thomas Woods: Jungian Psychology Publisher Bridget Carlson Paco Mitchell and the Archetype Depth Insights, a Media Partner for Carol Rizzolo Siona van Dijk of the Wild Man Depth Psychology Alliance Carroll Strauss Stephanie Kavoulakos By Dennis Pottenger Dennis Pottenger Susanne Dutton Wael Al-Mahdi Poetry by Bonnie Scot, Susanne Executive Editor Maria Hess Dutton, Laurie Corzett, Ron Boyer, Bonnie Bright Silvio Machado, William Fraker, Depth Insights is published twice a year Judith Harte, Rick Belden Editor Rebecca Livingston Pottenger Online version of Depth Insights scholarly e- Art/Photo Art by Staci Poirier and zine can be found at Scott Potter Contact/Submissions/Subscription/ www.depthinsights.com/Depth-Insights- Advertising scholarly-ezine Cover Art by Staci Poirier, inspired by a poem from Rick Belden [email protected] Deadline for Issue 4 is December 15, 2012 Copyright 2012 by Depth Insights, Depth Psychology Alliance On the cover: “virus” by Staci Poirier, 2012--Acrylic mixed media: branch from a tree, plastic worms and fish, worry dolls, mirrors, wire mesh, and a photo transfer, 20 x 26 inch- es. Inspired by the 2008 poem “virus” by Rick Belden 2 On Becoming a Psychologist An Archetypal Love Story By Robert D. Romanyshyn Eros and Psyche them as I fall in love again with the psy- shifts in tempo and pace marked by paus- hen I was a boy Sunday after- che. In the tale of Psyche and Eros we are es, acting as it were as a mark of punctu- Wnoon dinner was always a told that the union of love and the soul ation, a comma or perhaps, if one’s ears school day for me. Outside the official produces Joy and it is joy that I experi- were finely tuned, a semi-colon or even a classroom it was a day for education, a ence in starting out again to learn the colon, and to the slight alterations in word whose loveliness is so apt here ways of soul. Joy and also not a little emphasis and tone, signaling like an because it was the day when, unbe- trepidation! exclamation point that one should take notice. As the meanings of the words knownst to me, I was being introduced to Love and its Shadows and seduced into my life. This education being spoken were carried on the tides of was not about facts that had to be mem- The tale of Psyche and Eros is not breath, and even shaped by them, I orized and mastered. Nor was it about naïve. Psyche suffers in learning how to learned on those Sunday days that soul ideas or opinions about the events of the love and my love affair with psychology work was homework so that later, as I times. Rather its lessons unfolded has had its full measure of the shadows grew older, I imagined that psychology through stories told within the context of of love. I have been at times an impatient would be a way home. a ritual space and time. Seated between lover of soul, trying to discipline soul In all the roads taken since those my Irish mother and Ukrainian father, I within the forms of psychology. I have Sunday days, in all the books read, the was invited with my two sisters into a also been a disappointed lover, unsatis- classes taken, the lectures written and sacred space differentiated from the ordi- fied with the refusal of soul to be con- given, the conferences attended, the nary, quotidian world. Sitting back in his fined within the discipline and at other papers and books published, I have been chair, taking a slow, deep breath, my times deeply unsatisfied with the intransi- living in the gap between the discipline of father would light a cigarette and the gence of psychology to yield itself to the psychology and the epiphanies of psycho- drama would begin. seductive ways of soul. But perhaps most logical life, between the well formed The stories were always variations of all I have felt homeless and orphaned words of the discipline and the whispers on the central theme of exile and home- in this love affair, deluded by an expecta- of soul. The virtue of the backward glance coming. Of course, I did not know that tion that in psychology I would find a is that through it one might get a glimpse these stories belonging to my parents home for the longings stirred within my of the pattern that has been lived and in were archetypal. But the stories, with heart on those Sunday days of education. doing so might find the vocation to con- their images and moods dipped in the tinue by starting over. It is what I am flowing rhythms of the spoken voice, fas- attempting now in new work whose cinated me. My Sunday day education “The virtue of the intention is to take up again that pattern that has held together the arc of my life was one of enchantment, an education in backward glance is that the power of words well-spoken to create in psychology. It is a pattern woven of worlds. Seated between these story through it one might three connected and enduring questions: tellers, neither of whom had a high get a glimpse of the -Is psychology psychological? school education, I was being formed to -Is the discipline of psychology inimi- be who I have become and am still pattern that has been cal to soul? becoming. lived and in doing so -Can one be a psychologist and live a psychological life in service to soul? Those Sunday afternoons were a might find the vocation long time ago, some 60 years as meas- These questions span the arc of my ured by a calendar, where time as a mat- to continue by life in psychology. Already in the title of ter of mind stretches along a line without starting over” my first book Psychological Life: From depth from a past to a future until it Science to Metaphor, there was a dim snaps. But time measured by the heart is apprehension of these questions. The a spiral coiling back upon itself at differ- title suggests a shift not just in words but ent levels, gathering those Sundays into Indeed, the gnosis of the heart was a fruit of those Sunday lessons, a lived also and more pointedly in terms of the the present as I imagine and am drawn context of psychology. To move from sci- into a future. Now as I approach my though not articulated awareness that soul work is as much a matter of the ence to metaphor is to situate psychology eighth decade my love affair with psy- not within a discipline but within dis- chology and with being a psychologist is heart, of being moved and quickened, as it is a matter of the mind being awak- course and moreover within a style of starting over. In this new beginning I am discourse that is indirect and is a figure of taken back to those Sunday days of edu- ened. Those tales told at those Sunday dinners stirred the depths of soul before speech. While I could appreciate then cation, remembering my origins and that the indirect style of metaphorical being re-membered by them, re-collect- they touched the surface of mind.