Chicken Little: The Inside Story (A Jungian ... - Inner City Books
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40 <strong>Chicken</strong> <strong>Little</strong>: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Inside</strong> <strong>Story</strong><br />
“But why did you stop?” pressed Arnold.<br />
“My dear fellow, there is a time for everything. I was not born to<br />
be a sounding-board for others. I was not a psychologist by training<br />
or inclination. I became an analyst purely by chance, or so it<br />
seemed at the time. As we know, there is very little in one’s life<br />
that happens fortuitously.”<br />
“Would it be presumptuous,” said Arnold, uncorking yet another<br />
Auberge de Jeunesse (1982), “to ask if you went to Zürich on your<br />
knees?”<br />
“Dear sir! Indeed I did. I went there to save myself. When I left,<br />
re-membered, as it were, I was somewhat better equipped than before<br />
to weather what Shakespeare euphemistically called the ‘slings<br />
and arrows of outrageous fortune.’ I was certainly not whole, of<br />
course, but who is?”<br />
<strong>The</strong> old adage came to mind and I threw it out.<br />
“In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”<br />
“Quite so,” nodded Brillig.<br />
He accepted Rachel’s offer of another helping of crumble.<br />
“I practiced for many years. To those who came, I gave my best.<br />
Executives, housewives, taxi-drivers, teachers, actors, politicians—<br />
truly a cross-section of the human soul. I believe they got their<br />
money’s worth. You understand I was not interested in people en<br />
masse, only in individuals. <strong>The</strong>re were many worthy causes for<br />
which others marched in the street—as once I did myself—but I no<br />
longer had energy for that. Analytic work was endlessly fascinating—who<br />
has ever seen the same dream twice?—but of course I<br />
didn’t do it only for them, it was important to me too.”<br />
He fell silent.<br />
“And then?” prompted Rachel.<br />
“Ah yes, and then,” said Brillig.<br />
I must say here that this was one of the things I liked most about<br />
this engaging old man. He had no glib answers. He was not afraid<br />
to keep silent when there was nothing to say, nor to reflect at length<br />
before speaking. In this report of the evening, I would not like to<br />
give the impression that he just ran on to a captive audience, as it<br />
were; there were long periods when he seemed more than content<br />
to listen to someone else.