underworld, allies, jung, and the seagull…

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nightmares from hell last night. of course. the moment i step out of the underworld, the underworld finds me in my dreams. yesterday was a great day at my internship and afterward i had a great conversation with a friend, getting my thirst for talking about ideas satiated and also feeling inspired by photography. read the “red book” on the bus and was moved as usual, by jung’s words. felt excited to be doing the work i am doing, which is not always the case with me, as i continually face reluctance and imbalance. it was one of those days where everything in my life felt right and on track, even though i did not feel so hot in my skin, as it’s been a week since i did my yoga practice. so…of course i have the most fucked up dreams ever about the core darkness that rules my psyche…

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