Exploring Jungian Archetypes
by Art Goodtimes
May 20, 2010 | 2454 views | 0 0 comments | 22 22 recommendations | email to a friend | print
NORTH OF EDEN … Several local folks (most of them from Norwood) hosted a most amazing workshop at the Ah Haa School this last weekend. Off season is a great time to bring presenters to town from far away, and the North of Eden (NOE) crew traveled far west from Montpelier, Vermont, to share their brand of Jungian dreamwork. I like to call it therapy theater … Someone willing to expose their inner psyche to the group gives a dream to co-leaders Marc Bregman and Christa Lancaster who review them, and if they’re suitable for the group, uses the dream as a script for role-playing. NOE associates jump to the sub-roles, as the dreamer relives the experience in front of everyone. Often Marc suggests role reversals, and the dreamer trades places with others, and feelings are constantly elicited and reflected on. It is a marvelous group process that often brings one to tears, as the pain and fear and traumas of another’s unconscious come to light in front of one, like improv theater of the soul … At the very least, I’m excited to get back in touch with my own dreams. If you’re like me, there have been times when I kept a pad by the bed. Woke up in the middle of the night and started scribbling. But lately, seduced by the busyness of the world, I’ve let my dream world fade into the shadows. And what NOE’s dreamwork teaches one is that our dreams are keys to our emotional and psychological states. Remembering them. Reflecting on them. Working with trained NOE folks to examine them. One’s dreams can unlock behaviors and stuck places that one has never been able to deal with in the scrutiny of conscious mind … So now, it’s back to pads at the bedside. And another in the traveling valise. In fact, I can’t wait to go to sleep…


SMYTHE’S … Pub & Chop House in Ridgway, overlooking the remodeled Uncompahgre River trailway, is a new delight on the way to or from Orvis Hot Springs. Peter O’Brien is the chef. The food is excellent, the prices fair, and the views are priceless … Peter may be the reigning Mushroom Chef of the Year – a tradition that got lost the last couple years. But he promises to bring his culinary skills to the 30th Anniversary Telluride Mushroom Festival, so watch for the afternoon cook&taste in Elk’s Park this year … And meanwhile, stop by Smythe’s Pub & Chop House and taste some of O’Brien’s treats. I found his carpaccio to die for … 626-4404‎ for more info.

WEEKLY QUOTA … “We have grown literally afraid to be poor. We despise anyone who elects to be poor in order to simplify and save his inner life. If he does not join the general scramble and pant with the moneymaking street, we deem him spiritless and lacking in ambition. We have lost the power even of imagining what the ancient idealization of poverty could have meant: the liberation from material attachments, the unbribed soul.” – William James

PARADOXICAL COMMANDMENTS … They are a set of ten authoritative directions or instructions to do something that seems contradictory, but may nonetheless be true … 1. People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered. Love them anyway …2. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Do good anyway … 3. If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway … 4. The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway … 5. Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and frank anyway … 6. The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds. Think big anyway … 7. People favor underdogs, but follow only top dogs. Fight for a few underdogs anyway … 8. What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway … 9. People really need help, but may attack you if you do help them. Help people anyway … 10. Give the world the best you have and you’ll get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.


A former midwife and professor at Western State in anthropology who’s done lots of research in Mexico with the Tarahumara, Janneli took a census job in Cortez just up the road from Dolores, where she’s living and sprucing up a riverside home.

The Enumerator
Lost on County Road 103E
I drive as far as eagles fly,
at least in spring-
The census taking me in a deep red wind
out some lonesome road
where I find locked gates and ferocious german shepherds:
people who are afraid to say their names,
ages, date of birth or phone.
The government already knows what it wants to know,
satellites and Google earth abound
even out here, I reckon,
where horizons blend in red dirt piñon colors and sounds,
Deer don’t even look up when I ride by-
All the spring melt creeks howl louder than the wind
and just when it might be time to call it quits,
(how much harshness can I stand, grumpy women,
old men shouting in the cold)
just one smile beckons me in,
sun washed skin and clear blue eyes.
A hawk wings home, robins hop and bluebirds fly
all underneath this stretched out steel blue sky-
Alive, count me, us, them,
I am, we are, alive, Alive!

-Janneli F. Miller, Cortez
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