Dreams Unfolding
Meet a girl I grew up with. We were in school together all the way back to kindergarten, and she is somewhat distraught. She’s sitting at a bar with some paper and tells me she needs to write the letters to her brother’s that she’s been avoiding.
Amplification:
This childhood classmate did not have any brothers, only one older sister. As an anima (or soul) figure, I can see now how my judgements were a projection of qualities I did not at that time recognize in myself. The anima struggles to communicate with the multiple shadow figures, her brothers, that have ruled. Here, asserting herself by doing the difficult work of calling them out, she makes a claim on her role. The letters to them puts them on notice that avoided work now underway, picking up on and furthering the invitation to make charcoal from the preceding dream.
This is difficult for her. She is afraid. I’ve been reflecting a bit on Jung’s statement that the inner conflict we do not make conscious, finds us in the outer world as fate (paraphrase). While this dream could lead me to investigate sibling relationship, I’m taking it at it’s word: her bothers, hence the inner conflict…

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