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Gold in The Rocks
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Jung had a patient who came to him because she felt herself to be alone in the world, on the rocks, and when she drew a picture for him of how she felt, there she was on the shore of a dismal sea, caught in rocks from the waist down.
The wind was blowing, and her hair was blowing, and all the gold, all the joy of life, was locked away from her in the rocks.
The next picture that she drew, however, followed something that he had said to her. A flash of lightning strikes the rocks, and a golden disk is being lifted out.
There is no more gold locked within the rocks.
There are golden patches now on the surface. In the course of the conferences that followed, these patches of gold were identified.
…She wasn’t alone.
…she had friends. Her recognition of these followed only after the killing of her dragon.
Our Western dragons represent greed. However, the Chinese dragon is different.
It represents the vitality of the swamps and comes up beating its belly and bellowing, “Haw ha ha haww.”
… Any disaster you can survive is an improvement in your character, your stature, and your life.
~ Joseph Campbell
