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Had a valentine breakfast at Perkin's with friends. David bought me a rosebush and an azalea at K-Mart. Making meatloaf for dinner. Not fancy, expensive, or glitzy--but it works for us. anti-valentine (for CG Jung) We danced the Sarabande at the midnight cafe. He was graceless and moribund then I heard him say, "Do you sleep well at night and do you dream?" At his pyschobabbel I wanted to scream... but demanded instead, "Tell me your mother's name". "Goddess", he replied, "Juno", a soft wide-hipped bubbie, languid and kind. Animus and anima tethered side by side we floated over clouds a pea-green sky and a star-faced woman yo-yoing the moon fed us comet dust in teaspoons as we said good-bye. The friends we had breakfast with have ordered the recently published and expensive---$125.00---The Red Book---a reproduction of Jung's monumental personal journal of drawings and writings that are believed to have informed his world transforming theories of human conciousness. I'm dying to have a look. Not certain if I want to shell out that kind of money---perhaps I'll win a copy in an on-line contest for one! |