Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above ground lasts only a single summer. Then it withers awayโan ephemeral apparition. When we think of the unending growth and decay of life and civilizations, we cannot escape the impression of absolute nullity. Yet I have never lost a sense of something that lives and endures underneath the eternal flux. What we see is the blossom, which passes. The rhizome remains.
Carl JungThe best political, social, and spiritual work we can do is to withdraw the projection of our shadow onto others.
Carl JungCriticism can be effective when there is something that must be destroyed or dissolved, but it is capable only of harm when there is something to be built.
Carl Jung