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Digesting Jung: Food for the Journey - Inner City Books

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114 The <strong>Inner</strong> Voice<br />

And he ran unto Eli, and said, Here am I; <strong>for</strong> thou calledst me.<br />

And he said, I called not; lie down again. . . .<br />

And <strong>the</strong> Lord called yet again, Samuel. And Samuel arose and<br />

went to Eli, and said, Here am I; <strong>for</strong> thou didst call me. And he answered,<br />

I called not, my son; lie down again. . . .<br />

And <strong>the</strong> Lord called Samuel again <strong>the</strong> third time. And he arose<br />

and went to Eli, and said, Here am I; <strong>for</strong> thou didst call me. And Eli<br />

perceived that <strong>the</strong> Lord had called <strong>the</strong> child.<br />

There<strong>for</strong>e Eli said unto Samuel, Go, lie down: and it shall be, if<br />

he call <strong>the</strong>e, that thou shalt say, Speak, Lord; <strong>for</strong> thy servant heareth.<br />

So Samuel went and lay down in his place.<br />

And <strong>the</strong> Lord came, and stood, and called as at o<strong>the</strong>r times, Samuel,<br />

Samuel. Then Samuel answered, Speak; <strong>for</strong> thy servant<br />

heareth. 112<br />

That’s more or less what happened to me. One night I distinctly<br />

heard my name called, not once but thrice, and <strong>the</strong>n again.<br />

“Speak!” I cried, leaping out of bed, “I do heareth!”<br />

I was ripe <strong>for</strong> holy orders be<strong>for</strong>e I heard my housemate Arnold<br />

snickering behind <strong>the</strong> door. We had a good old pillow fight <strong>the</strong>n.<br />

Puers at heart. But having already accepted that God—a.k.a. <strong>the</strong><br />

Self—moves in mysterious ways, it was not a great leap of faith to<br />

imagine my feckless friend as His unwitting messenger. <strong>Jung</strong>:<br />

Vocation, or <strong>the</strong> feeling of it, is not, however, <strong>the</strong> prerogative of<br />

great personalities; it is also appropriate to <strong>the</strong> small ones all <strong>the</strong><br />

way down to <strong>the</strong> “midget” personalities, but as <strong>the</strong> size decreases <strong>the</strong><br />

voice becomes more and more muffled and unconscious. It is as if<br />

<strong>the</strong> voice of <strong>the</strong> daemon within were moving fur<strong>the</strong>r and fur<strong>the</strong>r off,<br />

and spoke more rarely and more indistinctly. The smaller <strong>the</strong> personality,<br />

<strong>the</strong> dimmer and more unconscious it becomes, until finally<br />

it merges indistinguishably with <strong>the</strong> surrounding society, thus surrendering<br />

its own wholeness and dissolving into <strong>the</strong> wholeness of<br />

<strong>the</strong> group. 113<br />

112 1 Sam. 3: 2-10, Authorized Version.<br />

113 “The Development of Personality,” The Development of Personality, CW 17,<br />

par. 302.

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