During times of distress, I often retreat back into my bookshelf. Over the past two weeks, I found myself buried there.
Somewhere around 3 a.m., a child’s voice cuts through the dark: “There is a spider. I got it.” For the parent jolted awake, the next few seconds are pure adrenaline. Heart pounding, lights on, and ...
An early figure in the psychoanalytic movement, Jung is often written off. But his ideas of the collective unconscious and emphasis on archetype and myth resonate.
When was the last time you saw a child completely absorbed in play—building a block tower, chasing friends through a backyard, or creating imaginary worlds with whatever materials they could find?