Chicken Little: The Inside Story (A Jungian ... - Inner City Books
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54 <strong>Chicken</strong> <strong>Little</strong>: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Inside</strong> <strong>Story</strong><br />
“In one way or another, Ms. <strong>Little</strong> has been a large part of my<br />
life ever since.”<br />
I lowered my head, feeling how frivolous by comparison was my<br />
own interest.<br />
Brillig stood up and stretched.<br />
“Cut loose from the monastery I slowly readjusted to secular<br />
life. During the war years I put aside my personal concerns. I was<br />
too old to be drafted, of course, but I did my duty on the homefront,<br />
working behind the scenes with various relief agencies.<br />
“When the war was over I used my abilities to restock my diminished<br />
fortune. This was not difficult if you knew your elbow from<br />
your backside. Meanwhile, I resumed my search for meaning, immersing<br />
myself in what scholars now are wont to call ‘the modern<br />
European mind.’ That was when I discovered Jung. For some years<br />
he was only one among my many treasured ‘guides,’ but when once<br />
again I came to a dead end, I knew where to go.”<br />
He turned his face to the sun and fell silent. His profile was suffused<br />
in a golden light. A few wisps of white hair clung to his skull<br />
just above the ears.<br />
<strong>The</strong> door opened and Rachel poked her head in.<br />
“Pancakes and bacon in ten minutes. You guys interested?”<br />
“Dear lady,” smiled Brillig.<br />
“We’ll be right down,” I said.<br />
Rachel closed the door and I turned to Brillig.<br />
“I am fascinated by the things you say, but tell me, why did you<br />
come? My letter was not exactly enthusiastic.”<br />
He shrugged.<br />
“I read between the lines, my boy. Had you contacted me immediately—as<br />
I asked you to, my little trap—I would have been suspicious.<br />
I counted the days till your response. Every day I didn’t hear<br />
from you was to my mind a plus. You were not to be easily lured. I<br />
liked that. When your letter arrived it was frank and to the point. I<br />
knew immediately that I had found a kindred soul. I informed you<br />
of my intention, giving you several days to call us off—just in case.<br />
You didn’t.<br />
“Meanwhile, I had obtained some of your other work. In truth it<br />
is an odd collection.”