Jung Shadow
Jung Shadow
Jung’s shadow:
negation and narcissism of the Self
Abstract: The cave walls of prehistoric man record two contrasting hand impressions:
the one positive – a direct imprint; the other negative – a blank defined by a halo of colour.
Jung’s disturbed, displaced contact with his mother led to a struggle in establishing
an integrated sense of ‘I’; instead to create a sense of Self he brilliantly contrived to
illuminate the darkness around that blank impress. The resulting lifework, enhanced by
Jung’s multifarious capacities as artist and philosopher as well as physician, is deeply
impressive; yet Winnicott (1964) in his review of Memories, Dreams, Reflections (1963)
nevertheless alludes to Jung’s ‘own need to search for a self with which to know’ (p. 450).
Passages from the autobiography are considered that appear to corroborate Winnicott’s
contention that Jung had a ‘blank’, potentially psychotic, core. Yet it is also argued that
the psychoanalytic mainstream has undervalued the subtlety and creativity of Jung’s
own intuitive response to his shadow and that a sympathetic appreciation of this can
still valuably inform our contemporary approaches to narcissistic disorders, especially
dissociation.
On some parts of the ceiling of the caves . . . were . . . what pre-historians call negative
hands. To represent hands, prehistoric man used two devices. The simplest was to
paint the hand and to make an impression on the wall, leaving a direct imprint. The
second was more indirect and sophisticated. Here the hand of the drawer does not
draw itself. Instead it is placed on the stone and the paint applied all around it, allowing
the colours to spread out, perhaps to rather marvellous effect. Then it separates from
the wall, and the blank non-drawn hand appears.
(Green 1994, p. 220)
1 Examples can be found in Werner Herzog’s ‘Cave of forgotten dreams’ (2011), his documentary
on the prehistoric paintings found at Chauvet (France).
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Green notes further that ‘Such could be the result of the physical separation
from the mother’s body’ and concludes with the cryptic comment, ‘we do
not expect prehistoric man to have known what the negative is about’ (ibid.,
p. 220). Surely the inference here is that Green does expect contemporary
psychoanalytic man to ‘know what the negative is about’: after all his most
celebrated contribution to our literature was his paper ‘The dead mother’
(1980/1994) in which he tracks the impact of the death of the emotional
bond between mother and child. He argues that if this breakdown is severe
enough it leaves what Green calls a psychose blanche—a blank psychosis—
a discouraged, desolate core to the self that, if not utterly paralysed, yearns
desperately for some alternative revivifying contact. Whether we regard this
resulting drive as a profound creativity born of deep suffering, or as a manic
and often rather ruthless pursuit of compensatory grandiosity, is one of the
watershed issues of our profession: certainly, historically, the dividing line
between analytical psychologists and psychoanalysts. But if we can regard
this tension, so divisive amongst our professional ancestors, as a potential
coniunctio oppositorum, then an open-minded exploration of this territory
might yet yield insight into the roots of narcissistic disorder, and in particular
dissociation2 .
‘Interprefaction’
In this endeavour I appropriate Jung as my clinical example, or rather
exemplar3 . So I should make clear from the start that what I will be presenting
is a partial reading of Jung that makes no absolute claim for historical truth
or objective validity, though I hope my reading will not be felt to flout those
considerations. I am particularly conscious here of Sonu Shamdasani’s (2005)
admonitions towards would-be Jung biographers and commentators, past or
present, regarding the seductive dangers of what he calls ‘interprefactions’: the
presenting as a biographical fact what is actually a selective arrangement of
historical material to suit a preconceived psychodynamic theory. But, for well
or ill, I have not tried too hard to resist this temptation, for Jung was built on
such a grand scale that we are almost invited to see, or to imagine we can see,
writ large in him—in both his creativity and his pathology—what we may catch
only faint glimpses of in ourselves.
2 ‘Dissociation’ is such a broadly used term that I should clarify that here I follow Winnicott’s
usage (implying the ‘unintegration’ he attributed to himself and Jung). It should be distinguished
from the more extreme traumatically engendered condition (Connolly 2011) in which any capacity
to represent self experience is ruptured: a state of paralysis in which even the blank impress is lost
within a void, unmitigated by any ‘colours spreading out’.
3 Appropriately enough one definition of ‘exemplar’ offered in the OED is: ‘an archetype whether
Nobody has engaged more intriguingly with Jung in this way than Donald
Winnicott. In his last decade Winnicott was profoundly immersed in Jung, both
through his ongoing exchanges with his fellow paediatrician Michael Fordham,
and through his reading, in German and English, of Jung’s autobiography which
culminated in his controversial review. Coinciding with this he experienced an
extraordinary tri-partite dream (Morey 2005; Sedgwick 2008; Meredith-Owen
2011) whose culmination he described in a letter to Fordham: ‘Here was I
awake, in the dream, and knew I had dreamt of being destroyed and of being
the destroying agent. There was no dissociation, so the three I’s were all together
in touch with each other’ (Winnicott 1989, pp. 228–29). Moreover he goes on
to make the intriguing assertion that this dream had not only cured his own
self-confessed lifelong dissociation but had been dreamt ‘for Jung and for some
of my patients, as well as for myself’ (ibid., p. 229).
Would Jung have appreciated this retrospective benefaction? I suspect not, for
even though he so frequently refers in his autobiography to the tension between
what he calls in shorthand his ordinary, everyday No. 1 self and his visionary
No. 2 self, he nevertheless robustly maintained that ‘the play and counterplay
between personalities No. 1 and No. 2, which persisted throughout my life,
has nothing to do with “dissociation” in the ordinary medical sense’ (Jung
1963, p. 62). But if we understand from Winnicott’s dream insight that the cure
to dissociation lies in the simultaneous recognition of both our fear of being
destroyed, annihilated or ‘blanked’, and our fear of the potential destructiveness
of our own elemental aggression, then we might well feel that these issues did
indeed trouble Jung.
I will argue that the text, indeed the very texture, of Memories, Dreams,
Reflections makes it hard for us to accept Jung’s disinclination to describe
himself as dissociated, though here I must acknowledge an important caveat:
I have not studied the original transcripts, the so-called ‘Protocols’, from
which it is derived. We now know, thanks to the exhaustive research of Sonu
Shamdasani (2005), and of his most recent biographer Deirdre Bair (2004),
that the officially published testimony does not always scrupulously reflect
Jung’s original voice. This is because his interlocutor and editor, Aniela Jaffé,
perhaps under pressure to preserve family privacy and uphold Swiss notions
of propriety, apparently bowdlerized the text, toning down some of its visceral
immediacy and removing, for instance, most personal references to Emma and
virtually all to Toni Wolff. This may have had the unfortunate consequence of
exacerbating the impression that Jung could have a somewhat schizoid stance
towards intimate personal relations. So let us remain mindful of that whilst
allowing ourselves an uninhibited exploration of the Jung who in Winnicott’s
view (1964) ‘started off “knowing”, but handicapped by his own need to search
for a self with which to know’ (p. 450); who, in Green’s image of prehistoric
man, represents the diaspora of marvellous colour spreading out from the blank,
negative hand at its centre. The Jung who is the exemplar of creative response to
dissociation.
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I think it is difficult to escape the realization that the first chapters of Memories,
Dreams, Reflections are a record of just such a disaster. This may not be
immediately apparent for their aesthetic impact is also so striking as one
stunning image of the natural world succeeds another: the sunlight through the
leaves, the sunset on the Alps, the sand and pebbles on the lake shore lapped
by the seemingly infinite expanse of calm water. But alongside this profound
sense of connectedness to nature we are also struck by evidence of increasing
alienation from the human world. Thus we read:
the characteristic alchemical vision of sparks scintillating in the blackness of the arcane
substance should change into the spectacle of the interior firmament and its stars. He
beholds the darksome psyche as a star strewn night sky, whose planets and fixed
constellations represent the archetypes in all their luminosity and numinosity.
(ibid., para. 392)
Thus we can trace Jung reaching through natural and cosmic analogies into the
collective psyche for the recognitions and connections that he had missed in
the area of relational intimacy: these are the ‘marvellous colours’ streaming out
from Green’s ‘negative hand’.
The element of implicit pantheism in this is reminiscent of Wordsworth,
another who ‘lost’ his mother through her death when he was only seven.
However for Wordsworth immersion in nature became an extension of the
original maternal contact rather than a substitute for it, and he celebrated it
accordingly in this passage from ‘The Prelude’:
Bless’d the infant Babe
(For with my best conjectures I would trace
The progress of our being) . . . who when his soul
Claims manifest kindred with an earthly soul
Does gather passion from his Mother’s eye.
. . . eager to combine
In one appearance all the elements
And parts of the same object, else detached
And loath to coalesce.
the most painful thing of all was the frustration of my attempts to overcome the inner
split in myself, my division into two worlds. Again and again events occurred which
forced me out of my ordinary, everyday existence into the boundlessness of ‘God’s
world’.
(ibid., p. 91)
Once I encountered an entirely normal pupil. He was a doctor, and came to me with
the best recommendations from an old colleague. He had a normal practice, normal
success, a normal wife, normal children, lived in a normal little house in a normal
little town, had a normal income and probably a normal diet.
(ibid., p. 156)
Now Jung is obviously slightly tongue in cheek and making a rhetorical point
here, but he lays it on so thick that the effect is distinctly patronizing. He
continues:
He wanted to be an analyst. I said to him, ‘Do you know what that means? It means
that you must first learn to know yourself . . . therefore you must accept an analysis
of yourself’. ‘That was all right’, the man said, but almost at once followed this with
‘But I have no problems to tell you about’. That should have been a warning to me:
so I said, ‘Very well, then we can examine your dreams’. ‘But I have no dreams’, he
said. ‘You will soon have some’, I responded.
(ibid., p. 156)
At last an impressive dream turned up. He dreamt that his train stopped in a certain
city. Since he did not know the city and wanted to see something of it, he set out
towards the city centre. There he found a mediaeval building, probably the town hall,
and went into it. He wandered down along the corridors and came upon handsome
rooms, their walls lined with old paintings and fine tapestries. Precious old objects
stood about. Suddenly he saw that it had grown darker, and the sun had set.
He thought, ‘I must get back to the railway station.’ At this moment he discovered
that he was lost, and no longer knew where the exit was. He started in alarm, and
simultaneously realized that he had not met a single person in this building. He began
to feel uneasy, and quickened his pace, hoping to run into someone. But he met no
one. Then he came to a large door, and thought with relief, that is the exit. He opened
the door and discovered that he had stumbled upon a gigantic room.
(ibid., p. 157)
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Here I interrupt the narrative briefly to summon an image from the preceding
chapter which affords a striking juxtaposition to the climactic scene of this
dream. In it Jung compares his divided selves:
But in the No.2 personality light reigned, as in the spacious halls of a royal palace
whose high casements opened up on a landscape flooded with sunlight. Here were
meaning and historical continuity, in strong contrast to the incoherent fortuitousness
of No.1’s life, which had no real points of contact with its environment.
(ibid., p. 107)
. . . he had stumbled upon a gigantic room. It was so huge and dark that he could
not even see the opposite wall. Profoundly alarmed, the dreamer ran across the great,
empty room, hoping to find the exit on the other side. Then he saw – precisely in the
middle of the room – something white on the floor. As he approached he discovered
that it was an idiot child of about two years old. It was sitting on a chamber pot and
had smeared itself with faeces. At that moment the dreamer awoke with a cry, in a
state of panic.
(ibid., p. 157)
I knew all I needed to know – here was a latent psychosis! I must say I sweated as I tried
to lead him out of that dream. I had to represent it to him as something quite innocuous,
and gloss over all the perilous details. What the dream says is approximately this;
the trip on which he sets out is the trip to Zurich. He remains there, however, for
only a short time. The child in the centre of the room is himself as a two-year-old
child.
(ibid., p. 157)
Now so far so good: but here we cannot help stumbling over the marked shift
in tone as this dramatic, gripping narrative drifts off into rather ponderous and
petty reflection:
In small children, such uncouth behaviour is somewhat unusual, but still possible.
They may be intrigued by their faeces, which are coloured and have an odd smell.
Raised in a city environment, and possibly along strict lines, a child might easily be
guilty of such a failing.
(ibid., p.158)
This does read very oddly: it is, frankly, stilted. The passionate immediacy of
the dream’s climactic scene is awkwardly displaced, indicative, I would suggest,
of Jung’s own ambivalent (dissociated) response to his patient’s material. And
he continues:
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But the dreamer, the doctor, was no child; he was a grown man. And therefore
the dream image in the centre of the room is a sinister symbol. When he told me the
dream, I realized that his normality was a compensation. I had caught him in the nick
of time, for the latent psychosis was within a hand’s breadth of breaking out and
becoming manifest. This had to be prevented. Finally, with the aid of one of his other
dreams, I succeeded in finding an acceptable pretext for ending the training analysis.
We were both of us very glad to stop.
(ibid., p. 158)
Winnicott’s perspective
Contemporaneous to his reading of this Winnicott (1963/1989, p. 90) wrote
‘there are moments, according to my experience, when a patient needs to be
told that the breakdown, the fear of which destroys his or her life, has already
been’. But of course Winnicott could draw on the insights arising from child
analysis pioneered by Klein and brought to bear on extended clinical work
with borderline patients by Rosenfeld, Bion, and others. Had Jung had access
to what we are now able to take for granted—for instance the centrality of
the concept of container/contained and its roots in maternal reverie—he might
have felt able to take his ‘oh so normal’ doctor on. As it was, he, more than
any other analyst of his generation, had sought out a wealth of experience with
borderline and/or psychotic patients: Freud had nothing to compare to Jung’s
decade of psychiatric immersion at the Burghölzi. But Jung’s interest in these
unintegrated/disintegrated states—recall Wordsworth’s ‘detached/ And loath
to coalesce’—was principally in gathering what he took to be the evidences of
collective coherence emerging from the seeming chaos of personal disarray.
Nevertheless Jung’s intuition ran well ahead of his practice—and indeed of
Freud’s—in anticipating the absolute importance of the personal dimension of
the training analysis:
The psychotherapist must understand not only the patient; it is equally important that
he should understand himself. For that reason the sine qua non is the analysis of the
analyst, what is called the training analysis. The patient’s treatment begins with the
doctor, so to speak. Only if the doctor knows how to cope with himself and his own
problems will he be able to teach the patient to do the same. Only then. In the training
analysis the doctor must learn to know his own psyche and to take it seriously. If he
cannot do that, the patient will not learn either. He will lose a portion of his psyche,
just as the doctor has lost that portion of his psyche which he has not learned to
understand.
(Jung 1963, p. 154)
Now, as Jungians, we may well feel that the narrower focus of the Freudian
tradition has excluded a substantial portion of psyche’s richness. But we must
remain wary of doing likewise; André Green’s image of the blank hand resonates
with Jung’s reference to ‘losing a portion of our psyche’ and poses questions
about our legacy that Jung himself had the prescience to raise. Winnicott’s
commentary makes a convincing case that Jung, dismayed and discouraged by
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early and serious disappointments in what we now call his formative object
relations, had become dissociated from his instinctual, affective core. Jung had
used his extraordinary vision and energy to invest in an alternative, his No.2
personality. As Winnicott put it:
He went down under and found subjective life. At the same time he became a
withdrawn person, with what was wrongly thought at the time to be a clinical
depression. From this developed Jung’s exploration of the unconscious, and (for me)
his concept of the collective unconscious was part of his attempt to deal with his lack
of contact with what could now be called the unconscious-according-to-Freud.
over-insistent pursuit of that which was lost, or rather never quite found. Put
in mythical terms that combine Jungian and Kleinian reference, we might say
that ‘the good breast’ could be projected into the fantasy figure of Sophia, the
goddess of wisdom, who then becomes the object of the heroic quest. But does
our desire for her embrace, our aspiration to acquire, say, analytic wisdom,
result only in a sterile appropriation that merely masks the underlying sense of
aggrievement at her absence? This is what Green would call the consolation of
the ‘patched breast’ (Green 1994, p. 152).
A more immediately somatic, concrete and erotic version of this would
be the over-investment in the anima figure, or the adhesive idealization of
the analyst, possession of whom is deemed in phantasy to meet all needs.
Jung’s own intense pursuit of the anima through his relationship with Sabina
Spielrein and Toni Wolff appears to have been, in the literal sense of the word,
rather ruthless. ‘Ruth-less’—without compassion or pity—is a word that echoes
through Memories, Dreams, Reflections: it recurs notably in this description of
someone who could, especially at night, appear ‘weird . . . like one of those seers
who is at the same time a strange beast, like a votive in a bear’s cave. Archaic
and ruthless. Ruthless as truth and nature. An embodiment of . . . the “natural
mind’” (ibid., p. 68). This is not, as we might presume, the alarmed report of
some worthy bourgeois Küsnacht neighbour describing Jung prowling round
his stone-built lair at Bollingen, but Jung describing the mother of his early
childhood in her alter ego, her night mode. But this is a mother whom he could
also experience in the daytime, on occasion, as ‘loving’; I do wonder whether in
the environment he created for himself at Bollingen there was not an intuitively
improvised attempt to integrate these two conflictual aspects of his mother. For I
had not realized, until immersing myself in his biographies, how much time, care
and attention Jung devoted to cooking whilst there. And that he should have
obtained such solace from this activity—from the growing of his own food to
the ceremonial washing up of his utensils—in the round containing tower with
its open hearth in a setting of uncompromising naturalness, is surely expressive
of his own long unmet need to bring together the nurturing and ruthless aspects
of the breast. Indeed Jaffé records in the Protocols that Jung once spoke of
Bollingen as ‘a place of maturation, a mother’s womb . . . [where] I could be
myself again, could be in my most personal essence that corresponded to me’
(Bair 2004, p. 323). What an extraordinary concentration of personal referents
we have in that phrase—‘I . . . myself . . . my most personal essence . . . me’—so
evocative of the intensity of Jung’s yearning for integration.
Might we also wonder if the recurrent motif of his seeking contact with stone
throughout his long life was not such another way of his rendering the seemingly
impervious responsive? Perhaps the very solidity of the material offered Jung
implicit reassurance that his aggressive, potentially destructive impulses could be
absorbed and survive? Was it the same spirit that led André Green’s prehistoric
man to impress his hand on the cave wall that brought the boyhood Jung to
sit on the rock that jutted out from the grassy meadow and wonder if it were
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Reversal of libido
Regrettably the psychoanalytic mainstream has rather insistently presumed Jung
to have been either naive or grandiose in his attitude to narcissistic damage: but
this does not do justice to Jung’s nuanced treatment of libido and the defensive
component of its reversal:
As our life is directed outwards and does not normally allow of such introversions, we
have to suppose a rather exceptional condition, for instance lack of external objects,
which forces the individual to seek a substitute in his own psyche. It is hard to believe
that this teeming world is too poor to provide an object of human love – it offers
boundless opportunities to everyone. It is rather the inability to love which robs a
person of these opportunities. The world is empty only to him who does not know
how to direct his libido towards things and people, and to render them alive and
beautiful. What compels us to create a substitute from within ourselves is not an
external lack, but our own inability to include anything outside ourselves in our love.
(Jung 1956, para. 253)
Conclusion
Jung expresses his intuitive self-awareness of this quandary with great
poignancy: ‘Part of the psyche really wants the external object, but another
part of it strives back to the subjective world, where the airy and lightly built
palaces of fantasy beckon’ (ibid., para. 253). For me there are both brilliance and
shadow in this recourse: certainly Jungians have long championed the creative
value of such active imaginings, and there may now be emerging corroboration
from recent neuroscience research of their intrinsic value in mobilizing atrophied
circuitry (Knox 2011). Nevertheless if we are to continue to redress the long-
standing, albeit increasingly anachronistic, complaint of the psychoanalytic
mainstream that Jungians seem disinclined to ‘know about’ negation, we should
set an example to our Freudian and Kleinian colleagues, who can still appear
defensively reverential towards their founding figures, by continuing to address
our shadow5 . Those early chapters of Memories, Dreams, Reflections vividly
record Jung’s frustrated struggle to establish an integrated sense of ‘I’; instead,
to define himself, to create a sense of Self (to individuate), he brilliantly
contrived to allow the colours all around the blank impress of the negative
hand to spread out to marvellous effect. Our sympathetic appreciation of both
the creativity and the pathology implicit in this can still enrich our clinical
capacity to address contemporary narcissistic disorders, particularly dissociative
states.
4 Is this the background to the desperate intensity invested in the painstaking calligraphy of the
Red Book?
5 Jeffrey Satinover’s (1985, 1986) important contributions should be acknowledged here.
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TRANSLATIONS of ABSTRACT
André Green (1994) remarque les empreintes manuelles contrastées laissées par les
hommes primitifs sur les parois de leurs grottes, l’une, positive–empreinte directe,
l’autre, négative–espace vide délimité par un halo de couleur. Les souvenirs d’enfance
de Jung rapportent de manière vivace son combat, né du contact perturbé avec sa
mère, pour établir un sens intégré du « je » : au lieu de se définir lui-même, de
créer un sens intégré de soi (de s’individuer), il s’est brillamment ingénié à « laisser
se déployer les couleurs autour (de l’empreinte vide) ». L’œuvre d’une vie qui en résulte,
rehaussée par les talents multiples et variés de Jung, comme artiste et comme philosophe,
autant que comme médecin, est profondément impressionnante; cependant, Winnicott,
dans son compte-rendu sur Ma vie, souvenirs, rêves, pensées, n’en affirme pas moins
que Jung manquait d’un soi pour connaı̂tre. Des passages de l’autobiographie sont
ici pris en considération, qui semblent corroborer l’assertion d’ un noyau « vide »,
potentiellement psychotique, chez Jung. Pourtant, il y est également avancé que le
courant psychanalytique prédominant a sous-évalué la subtilité et la créativité de la
réponse intuitive de Jung à son ombre: et qu’une appréciation bienveillante de cette
création est encore susceptible d’informer utilement nos approches contemporaines des
désordres narcissiques, plus particulièrement de la dissociation.
André Green (1994) erwähnt die kontrastreichen Handabdrücke, die Frühmenschen auf
den Wänden ihrer Höhlen hinterlassen haben. Die eine als Positiv–ein direkter Abdruck,
die andere als Negativ – definiert über einen Umriß von Farbe. Jungs Erinnerungen
an seine Kindheit belegen lebhaft sein, aus dem gestörten Kontakt zu seiner Mutter
resultierendes Ringen um die Erlangung eines integrierten Sinnes von ‘Ich’. Anstatt
sich willkürlich zu definieren, einen Sinn des Selbst zu erschaffen (zu individuieren)
entwarf er in brillianter Weise einen Weg ‘alle Blumen rundherum [um den freibleibenden
Abdruck] sich entfalten zu lassen’. Das resultierende Lebenswerk, gestützt durch Jungs
facettenreiche Fähigkeiten als Künstler und Philosoph wie auch als Arzt, ist tief
beeindruckend, doch gleichwohl behauptet Winnicott in seiner Kritik zu Erinnerungen,
Träume, Gedanken, daß ‘es Jung an einem Selbst mangelte, daß von sich wußte’. Teile
der Autobiographie werden herangezogen, die Winnicotts Behauptung zu bekräftigen
scheinen, daß Jung einen ‘leeren’, potentiell psychotischen Kern gehabt habe. Jedoch
wird auch in der Richtung argumentiert, daß die psychoanalytische Hauptrichtung den
Scharfsinn und die Kreativität von Jungs eigener intuitiver Reaktion auf seinen Schatten
unterbewertet habe, und daß eine wohlwollende Einschätzung noch immer wertvoll
sein kann für unsere heutigen Annäherungen an narzißtische Störungen, speziell die
Dissoziation.
André Green (1994) fa notare come siano contrastanti le impronte della mano lasciate
dai primitivi sulle mura delle loro caverne. Quella positiva un’impronta diretta, l’altra
negativa – uno spazio vuoto definito da un alone di colore. I ricordi di Jung della
sua infanzia riportano vividamente la sua lotta, conseguente al disturbato rapporto
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con sua madre, per stabilire un senso dell’Io integrato; invece di definirsi, di creare un
senso del Sé (individuarsi), lui riesce brillantemente a ‘permettere ai colori di spargersi
tutti intorno a ciò (l’impronta)’. Il risultante lavoro di vita, migliorato dalle molteplici
capacità come artista, filosofo e medico è profondamente imponente; eppure Winnicot,
nella sua revisione di Sogni, ricordi, riflessioni, asserı̀ tuttavia che ‘a Jung mancava
un sé mediante cui conoscere’. Alcuni passaggi dell’autobiografia vennero considerati da
Winnicot come rafforzanti la sua idea che Jung avesse uno ‘spazio vuoto’ potenzialmente
psicotico. Eppure si è anche sostenuto che la corrente psicoanalitica ha sottovalutato la
sottigliezza e la creatività della risposta intuitiva, individuale di Jung alla sua ombra: e
che un favorevole apprezzamento di ciò può ancora dare forma ai nostri attuali approcci
ai disordini narcisistici, in particolar modo alla scissione.
André Verde (1994) hace nota de las impresiones contrastantes que la mano del hombre
primitivo dejó en las paredes de sus cuevas. El un sentido positivo–una impresión directa;
en otro negativo – un blanco definido por una aureola de color. Los recuerdos de Jung de
su niñez registran vı́vidamente su lucha, en el contacto perturbador con su madre, para
establecer un sentido integrado de ‘yo’; definirse, para crear una sensación de identidad
(individualizar) inventó brillantemente ‘el permitir que los colores lo rodearan por todas
partes [la impronta en blanco]y se pudieran esparcir fuera’. El trabajo resultante de
la vida, el desarrollo de las capacidades múltiples de Jung como artista y filósofo ası́
como médico, fue profundamente impresionante; todavı́a Winnicott, en su revisión de
‘Memorias, Sueños, y Pensamientos’ afirma, no obstante, que a ‘Jung careció de un ser
con que saber’. Los pasajes de la autobiográfico son parecen corroborar la afirmación
de Winnicott que Jung tuvo un ‘nucleo’ central, potencialmente psicótico. Sin embargo
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