The Killing Force
The naive self has knowledge about a killing force loose within her psyche. It is not from having her frivolous fantasies sacrificed, but is much more serious, it is a decimation of the deepest and most soulful aspects of her creative life.
In this state a woman loses her energy to create, whether it be solutions to mundane matters in her life, such as school, family, friendships, or her concerns with compelling issues in the larger world, or with issues of spirit -– her personal development, her art. This is not a mere procrastination, for it continues over weeks and months of time. She seems “flattened out, filled with ideas perhaps, but deeply anemic and more and more unable to act upon them”.
In archetypal psychology, clothing can personify the outer presence. The persona is a mask a person shows to the world. It hides much. With proper psyche padding and disguises, both men and women can present a near-perfect persona, a near-perfect facade.
The words a woman needs most in situations wherein she finds herself “flattened out, filled with ideas perhaps, but deeply anemic and more and more unable to act upon them are:
- What stands behind?
- What is not as it appears?
- What do I know deep within that I wish I didn't know?
- What of me has been killed, or lays dying?
The killing aspect of psyche, whose job it is to see that no consciousness occurs, will continue to assert itself from time to time and twist off or poison any new growth. It is its nature. It is its job.
There is a natural censoring of all negative and painful events that occur in our lives, the “censoring ego”. The natural predator is particularly aggressive in ambushing women's wildish nature. At the very least, it seeks to scorn, and at the most sever a woman's connection to her own insights, inspirations, follow through and more.
A starved soul can become so filled with pain, a woman can no longer bear it. Because women have a soul need to express themselves in their own soulful ways, they must develop and blossom in ways that are sensible to them and without molestation from others. Who among us does not know at least one female loved-one who lost her instincts to make good choices for herself, and was forced therefore to live a marginal life or worse. Perhaps you are that woman?
pgs. 55-58 paperback