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Individuation obliges an ongoing dialogue between ego and Self. Out of their exchange the splits of the sundered psyche may partially heal. A functional definition of Self, then, would be the archetype of order within us. That is to say, the Self is an activity of psyche whose function is to further the development of the individual. One might say that the Self selves, or that we experience it selving through our somatic, affective and imaginal experiences. One could also describe the Self as a "willing matrix," that is, it is both teleological and contextual, both purpose and container. Psyche or soul, then, is simply our word for the mysterious process through which we experience the movement toward meaning.
James Hollis, Swamplands of the Soul: New Life in Dismal Places
Heiny Srour - Leila and the Wolves (1984)
“The feral woman is a woman making her way back. She is learning to wake up, pay attention, stop being naive, uninformed. She takes life in her own hands.”
— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992
will you still love me tomorrow? // amy winehouse
tonight you’re mine completely you give your love so sweetly tonight the light of love is in your eyes will you still love me tomorrow?
Noell S. Oszvald, “Escape from Reality: Nightmare,” 2012
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“Eye contact is the most intimacy two people can have – forget sex – because the optic nerve is technically an extension of the brain, and when two people look into each other’s eyes, it’s brain-to-brain.”
— Douglas Coupland, Hey Nostradamus!
Love Songs (2007), dir. Christophe Honoré
Masks and costumes. (Asian) Theatricals. 1923.
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Marie Howe, “Magdalene—The Seven Devils”
you can do this thing called hug me a lot and it'll pay off because of my soft
Joseph Plateau — Phenakistoscope art (1887)
Ana Mendieta, Untitled, (Maroya), 1982
Massive Attack - Angel
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