Empty. Feelings of emptiness when I see what all is taken from good people by soulless MAGAts.

A dream about a house

I’ve had a long-standing interest in Swiss psychiatrist, Carl Jung, and especially his ideas about 1) archetypes and 2) dream interpretation. Back to Dr Jung in a sec.

I had a brief dream recently about returning from some errands to my home and finding it sacked. Front door was left open, and everything was gone, even the appliances including the built-in ones. Even though in the dream the front door had been left open, my little dog was still walking around in-and outside the house. In real life I can’t imagine a Parson Russell Terrier missing the chance to run like wild as long and as far as he could.

I don’t usually think a lot about the meaning of my dreams unless something won’t let me go. This one hung on in my consciousness.

I’m getting ready to move so initially I thought my subconscious self had begun to process that upheaval. I hate to move even when I am eager to get to a new place. Seemed like a reasonable interpretation until Dr Jung’s theories hit me.

In his work with his patients to interpret their dreams, I recall that in his view one’s house or home often represents oneself. I believe my subconscious dimension was tapping onto my conscious self to cause me to deal with something I hadn’t processed. It’s this: I feel really empty lately. That brings sadness.

I’m not a big fan of sadness unless it’s the kind only an unhealthy person would deny and ignore. When that’s what it is, I recognize its importance and walk with it as long as necessary.

In order to deal with one’s sadness it’s essential to identify the cause. Well, damn. I’m grieving heavily the losses of much I’ve treasured about being a US citizen. I’m not a typical patriot, but I’m a patriot nonetheless. So there is that loss and its grief. Grief is a major contributor to feelings of emptiness.

Anything else? Yes, I think. I am also grieving the losses so many good and innocent people are sustaining. Many in the news reports I see or read are losing essential aspects of their lives. Losses of freedom, confidence of safety and security, access to healthy food, livelihood, medical procedures and necessary medication, family members, dignity.

One self-treatment is to fight like hell to preserve/recover what has been lost for countless folks already. Turns out, this treatment option helps shamefully-abused people as well as me since the good people begin regaining their losses.