CG JUNG - Countryside Anarchist

JUNG'S COMMENTS IN HAUER'S GERMAN LECTURES
I instructed her thus to observe whether images were appearing before
falling asleep, and I asked her about dreams. Until then she had
been dreaming, but from the time of my question onward she did not
dream any more. Therefore I told her to lie down and close her eyes, and
now she had a vision: she saw a dark wall. She had to hold on to this
image, concentrate on it (dhvrvõa), contemplate it—“impregnate it,” so
that it could become animated.
As she did so, the wall was divided into trees—it became a dark jungle,
then figures started to move beneath the trees. It was in New Mexico,
and the figures were an entire tribe of [American] Indians. The Indian
archetype of the American had been animated in her.
A lake appeared before the forest. (The forest, the original home of
humanity, represents the unconscious. The lake, with its even surface
impenetrable to the eye, is also an image for it.) The Indians loosened
canoes from the lakeside, loaded women and children into them, and
crossed the lake. On the other side was a desert; the Indians put up their
tents there, made a fire, cooked, ate, and then retired to the tents. They
evidently went to sleep, even though it was broad daylight and the sun
stood motionless in the sky. Only the chief remained outside and turned
his face to the sand desert.
Here you see the world of citta—figures which the patient has not
made and that live their own lives “willfully,” according to their own laws.
The patient now repeatedly concentrated on the chief, but he did not
move. Nothing at all happened any more. The patient had evidently arrived
at the dogmatic wall, which puts before the individual experience
of the unconscious all punishments of hell.
At least the relief was great enough that she could live for a year
through the effect of the image, which she never lost from sight now.
At the same time, there also developed attempts to break off—she saw,
for example, heavy transport vehicles in a sandstorm, or horsemen in
a snowstorm. These images are a side-elucidation of the danger, in
which she found herself through the contact with the unconscious. But
such a break is not permitted, because the story has to be brought to its
end. The patient has to stick with it and try to make progress with the
Indian.
After a year she came back to analysis; and one day she was particularly
impressed by the calm, dry, clear desert air in which the Indian was
standing. Suddenly she felt a bit of humidity in the air which had not
been there before. Something had finally moved, and it stirred her to
the extent that again she could continue to live for a year.
When after this time she came back to me, she told me that the Indian
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