That which I refuse in myself, says Jung, will appear in my life as an event.
The day started off well. I felt good, strong, confident.
As the hours passed, a weight in my stomach slowly grew and I felt myself sicken.
I became distracted. Unable to focus, I wandered the house. Made cup of tea after cup of tea.
Then it came to me. It was the phone call, the text that had not come. A slender shoot of hope, carefully tended, now drowned by a sadness beyond bearing. At this I burst into wild tears. “I don’t want to know, I don’t want to know. Oh my God, I don’t want to know.”
Some day, one soon though not today, I will let it in, this thing I do not wish to acknowledge. Some day, one soon though not today, I will let myself know what I already know. For my own sake, I must. This I do realize.
“Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.”