Jung and The Dog Who Bled Stars
April 9, 2006February 26, 2006, must be around midnight.
I’ve been devouring a book lately.
It’s C. Jung’s autobio, “Memories, Dreams, Refelctions.” I have to admit that this has moved me. The “Early Years” and “School Years” are a “things to come” sort of thing.
It has brought to mind an old dream of mine. It has been burned into my mind somehow. It has never left me. I dreamed it 25 years ago.
It was a small brown dog. It seemed happy and energetic. It was running to the west. On it’s upper left side was a large wound. It doesn’t seem to affect the dog at all. It was bleeding five pointed stars of different colors. The dog was oblivious to the fact.
Then, I woke up with a feeling that what I saw was something beautiful and hurtful at the same time.
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