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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Man in Search of His Anima, a.k.a. His Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Menopause Man-Unplugged&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
reviewed by &lt;a href="http://elizabethclarkstern.com/wordpress/" target="_blank"&gt;Elizabeth Clark-Stern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It was - in retrospect - a risky thing to do: reading a book written by my publisher. It is fiction, but every writer's soul and character comes through in their work. What if his book revealed a person different from the one I knew through phone calls and emails? What if I didn't like it? All reasonable cautions. But I was curious. As it turns out, so is Malcolm Clay, the protagonist. Curious, rebellious, always drawn to the off-center. Well, so was I, starting with the second book in the series, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1926715365/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1926715365&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;Menopause Man-Unplugged&lt;/a&gt;, after giving the first, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1926715330/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1926715330&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;LeRoi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
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"I loved it," he said, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1926715365/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1926715365&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;A male &lt;i&gt;Eat Prey Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;
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I was intrigued. I learned from reviewing another Fisher King Book, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1926715497/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1926715497&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;Eros and the Shattering Gaze: Transcending (Male) Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Ken Kimmel, that a woman can learn a great deal about herself by reading books about men.&amp;nbsp;I was still nervous. I knew Mathews' book wasn't academic like Kimmel's. Mel had to be capable of creating a fictional world I was willing to dive into, get lost in, and enjoy, or would I be lost in a quagmire of words and images I couldn't relate to?&lt;br /&gt;
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Turns out, my worries were a totally ridiculous spinning out of my own "dark side." I fell right into this book - a true Page Turner. While it is technically fiction, it reads like the journal of a very real man, with all his quirks, complexities, and goofball humor, falling for the wrong women, drawn to the wrong situations while desperately searching for the light. I don't know if this was Mathews' intention, but it reads like a prose version of the goofy guys in movies like &lt;i&gt;Hangover&lt;/i&gt; - with a very real quest at its core. He throws in poetic references that belie his superficial kick-back persona, such as a framed copy of 'The Definitive Journey' by Juan Ramon Jimenez, Spain's great poet and author of one of my favorites, &lt;i&gt;Platero and I&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the top of this tale, we find Malcolm in a self-described midlife crisis. He quits his boring job, and moves to a funky flat in Carmel, writing, dreaming, and struggling to find a woman he can connect with in all the completeness of sexuality, and belonging. A tall order, in a world where all the women he picks seem to leave him in the dust.&lt;br /&gt;
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He turns to male friends for illumination, companionship, and contrast. One pal is married and has kids, " A great marriage," according to Malcolm. His pal urges Malcolm not to ruin it for the rest of the guys on the planet by finding the right woman. His continual mis-fires create a kind of perverse voodoo for all the married guys, "You're doing it for all mankind," chirps the married guy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Funny, but not so funny, for our menopause man struggling to find his anima (Greek for soul) in the exterior women in his life. This is my Jungian therapist's interpretation, but I can't help it. I have sat with many men who spend so much time looking for it "out there" in a woman, when the true relationship they long for is with the archetypal feminine energy buried within their own inner life.&lt;br /&gt;
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If Malcolm were reading this review, he might ask, "Just what is an inner life anyway?" It is as individual as it gets. To one person it is the dawning awareness of their own feelings after years of repressing them. To another, it is a rich life of the imagination in which the anima (the feminine soul in a man) or animus (the masculine soul in a woman) are personified in archetypal characters who come to be as real as people in "real life." To another, it is an inner dialog with a voice Jung called the "god image," as distinct from a God as defined by organized religion. Often this inner oracle surfaces when most needed, with wisdom from the depths of the unconscious mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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Back to Malcolm. If we go with the premise that he is searching for his soul in all the wrong women, we find another parallel with &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0143038419/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0143038419&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. In Elizabeth Gilbert's book, in the Pray section, she meets a man who is also suffering and searching. They become friends. In &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1926715365/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1926715365&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;Menopause Man-Unplugged&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, Malcolm has Shiela, a woman with whom he shares so much, a woman with whom he can be totally himself, a sister, a true friend. "I love you," he tells her, while clarifying to himself that he is not in love with her. An important distinction, and seen in tandem with Gilbert's man-friend, it begs the question: in the transition from wrong-way woman to a relationship with his inner anima, is it desired, even necessary, to find a person of the opposite sex to love purely as a person, without the projections and neurosis so often attached to sexual-romantic love?&lt;br /&gt;
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I suspect the answer is as eccentric and varied as the nature of an inner life. With regards to Malcolm, I leave you in suspense. Does he find his true calling, the right woman, a breathtaking connection to his inner anima/muse? Does he turn one day to Shiela and realize he can love a true friend with all the passion and devotion he once reserved for the women in his fantasy life? Or does he continue the journey into his new book, third in the series, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://fisherkingpress.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=19&amp;amp;products_id=102" target="_blank"&gt;SamSara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;
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A final tip of the hat to its author who manages to ignite our awareness of these deep psychological themes while spinning a highly entertaining narrative about ordinary people bungling through life. It is also a great treat as a woman to get such an intimate and hilarious window into what men really talk about when there are no women around. I always suspected it, but holy cow, it explains a lot!&lt;br /&gt;
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Great soul food, for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1926975006/ref=as_li_ss_il?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1926975006&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ws.assoc-amazon.com/widgets/q?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;ASIN=1926975006&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://elizabethclarkstern.com/wordpress/" target="_blank"&gt;Elizabeth Clark-Stern&lt;/a&gt; writes about women, specifically in her play &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0981393942/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0981393942&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;Out of the Shadows: A Story of Toni Wolff and Emma Jung&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1926975006/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1926975006&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;Soul Stories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, a collection of two novellas with young female protagonists. Also in the upcoming novel of twin adolescent sisters, &lt;i&gt;Two Way Mirror&lt;/i&gt;. Her play &lt;i&gt;On the Doorstep of the Castle&lt;/i&gt;, the story of Teresa of Avila and Alma de Leon, will be performed at the International Jungian Congress in August 2013. All of these publications are available through Genoa House, a division of Fisher King Press. &lt;a href="http://www.fisherkingpress.com/"&gt;www.fisherkingpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;the song less/on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A book of poetry by Alvaro Cardona-Hine&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Some of the best ever written . . .”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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--Tom McGrath in &lt;i&gt;The National Guardian&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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 reviewing the haiku in &lt;i&gt;The Gathering Wave&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Cardona-Hine is far more tuned to silence than Eliot; there are no phases to his theology. He offers no disciplines, nor even Zen vacancies; he offers arrivals . . . This gentle poet has little to do with the hysterical attenuated surrealism which has in recent years dominated the better little magazines. Or with archetypes of the Great Mother or other theorizing . . . It is understandable that poets want to move out into the universe, to dream of being moles, to sink into mineral veins, to make wild dissociated images that dissolve the self. But Cardona-Hine preserves the sense of human self-hood, human wonder, adventure.”&lt;br /&gt;
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–Benjamin Saltzman in &lt;i&gt;Kayak&lt;/i&gt;  reviewing &lt;i&gt;Words On Paper&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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Alvaro Cardona-Hine was born in Costa Rica in 1926 and was brought to the United States by his parents in 1939. By 1945 he was writing poetry then went on to translate Cesar Vallejo, write novels, make a living as a painter, and compose music which has been performed in various parts of the country. He is the recipient of an NEA grant, a Bush Foundation Fellowship and a Minnesota State Arts Board grant. He lives with his wife, the poet and painter Barbara McCauley, in the small village of Truchas, in New Mexico, where the two manage their own gallery.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Paperback: 170 pages&lt;br /&gt;
* Publisher: il piccolo editions; First edition (Jan 1, 2013)&lt;br /&gt;
* Language: English&lt;br /&gt;
* ISBN-13: 978-1926715889&lt;br /&gt;
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It is an honor to be the publisher of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://fisherkingpress.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=11&amp;amp;products_id=179" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Book of Now: Poetry for the Rising Tide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. To Anita Endrezze, Crystal Good, Dunya Mikhail, Frances Hatfield, Jane Downs, Leah Shelleda, and Naomi Ruth Lowinsky, I would like to express my sincere gratitude, for allowing Fisher King Press to publish poets of such venerated caliber. It is my hope that your mighty voices encompass the entire world and your messages reach and touch the hearts of humanity as a whole. It is my hope that your most worthy offerings are genuinely received and deeply understood.&lt;br /&gt;
-- Mel Mathews, Publisher, Fisher King Press&lt;br /&gt;
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Seven lyrical women poets, each accompanied by a study of their work, navigate our contemporary world. They travel to the depths of the psyche, experience exile, rhapsodize on the beauty of our planet, lament loss and celebrate renewal. These poets write courageously on what threatens us: climate change, war, mountain-top removal, loss of species, environmental damage, the scourge of cancer. They are witnesses, ‘Couriers’ who bring us their visions. As the tide rises they reach out to us in deeply personal and clear voices, each providing a unique experience in contemporary poetry.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Paperback: 110 pages&lt;br /&gt;
* Publisher: il piccolo editions; First edition (Nov 1, 2012)&lt;br /&gt;
* Language: English&lt;br /&gt;
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Truchas is nestled high in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, with panoramic views of the Truchas Peaks, the Jemez Mountains, and the Pedernal, made famous by Georgia O’Keeffe’s paintings. At the midway point between Santa Fe and Taos, Truchas Peaks Place is easily accessible from either city, yet affords the peacefulness and pristine natural surroundings of a secluded retreat. Part of Spanish colonial village, Truchas, settled in 1754 is now a vibrant community of locals, artists, and craftspeople. Truchas is a place to re-calibrate. To escape stress, city noise, traffic, and everyday worries. To paint, read, walk, think, and spend time with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;
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Listen to the yipping of the coyotes at dawn. The birds are not the only wild things greeting the stunning morning scenery of North Central New Mexico—though you will find plenty to delight over if bird-watching is a passion of yours. New Mexico boasts one of the richest lists of resident birds in the nation; around 500 all told. But songbirds share the region with many other animals, from muskrats and turtles to coyotes, deer, and bighorn sheep.&lt;br /&gt;
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One of the scenes that remain with me is when Bruce is trying to convince Boye that he needs to become free of a certain belief that supposedly has him imprisoned. Eight or nine-year-old Boye simply explains to his father that all is well in his world, and instead it is Bruce who must become free. Then, turning on a dime, Boye shifts back to the wonder of living in the moment, in search of an ice cream or a handful of candy. In other words, Boye is fine just as he is, and by remaining true to this inner wisdom and innocence, and speaking his truth, he forces his father back upon self, where he must face his own trauma and not hand it off to his son to be redeemed. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1556436858/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1556436858&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Free the Children&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a dream-like quality and reads like a fine piece of literature as opposed to the many modern day self-help books. If you are looking for concrete answers and direction in life… well, you’ll be hard pressed to find such things in this publication. However, &lt;i&gt;Free the Children&lt;/i&gt; has the potential to lead us back to our own original voices that may well have been lost years ago when we learned to say ‘yes’ to social impositions and false belief systems, and ‘no’ to our authentic selves.&lt;/div&gt;
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Title: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1556436858/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1556436858&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Free the Children&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Author: Bruce Scott&lt;/div&gt;
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Publisher: North Atlantic&lt;/div&gt;
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ISBN &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1556436858/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1556436858&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20" target="_blank"&gt;9781556436857&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mel Mathews is the general editor for &lt;a href="http://www.fisherkingpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Fisher King Press&lt;/a&gt;, and the author of several novels &lt;a href="http://www.melmathews.com/"&gt;www.melmathews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;"Malcolm Clay is the story of everyman."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"Malcolm Clay is the story of everyman. He is every man who ventures into life and love. The every man who experiences the vicissitudes of the ecstasy yet fear and pain that life and love may bring. Author, Mel Mathews, brings to light the engaging energies of his novels' protagonist, Malcolm Clay, both in his external happenings and also in the soul making substance of his inner on-going life. He allows us to hear the inner dialogue, to touch the feelings, to view life as if an X-ray vision of a man's soul. In an appealing manner, a crisp and crusty narrative, we, as reader, also envision life and soul."&lt;br /&gt;
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– Nancy Qualls-Corbett, Jungian Analyst &amp;amp; Author of The Sacred Prostitute&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;"SamSara provides valuable insights"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"Not only a page-turner, SamSara provides valuable insights into a very small part of mankind, those who do not fear Freedom but instead demand it as their individual right." &lt;br /&gt;
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– The Florentine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;"Breakdowns and Breakups"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"I finished LeRoi last night and I enjoyed it--enjoyed the honesty and the hard reality and the layers of symbol and spirit. In framework it was kind of like the film Doc Hollywood meets the book ‘The Way of the Peaceful Warrior’ by Dan Milman, with three of the main characters--Flo, Jimmy and Okie--all confluencing into Milman's Socrates." &lt;br /&gt;
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- Joseph Madia Jr., Author &amp;amp; Playwright New Mystics Theatre Co.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is Malcolm Clay, you ask?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, he's a lost in life sort of fool who’s just trying to find his way. He’s turned his back on the conventional life and set out in search of... well, he can’t say for certain what he’s seeking, but my guess is, it’s himself - all the lost pieces of his soul that were scattered along the wayside while trying to somehow find his place in this crazy world.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come along on the journey of a modern day Perceval who stumbles into adventures and misadventures while searching for the Holy Grail. You never know, you just might reclaim a lost piece of your own soul!&lt;br /&gt;
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You don't have to read &lt;a href="http://fisherkingpress.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=32&amp;amp;products_id=151"&gt;LeRoi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fisherkingpress.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=32&amp;amp;products_id=100"&gt;Menopause Man-Unplugged&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://fisherkingpress.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=32&amp;amp;products_id=155"&gt;SamSara&lt;/a&gt; in any particular order, they all stand alone. However, these books are about the transformation that takes place within the protagonist, Malcolm Clay. Plan to read more about Malcolm in the future. Four additional novels by Mel Mathews will be published over the next few years.To learn more about Mel Mathews and Malcolm Clay, be sure to visit www.malcolmclay.com&lt;br /&gt;
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The Malcolm Clay trilogy is available from your local boostore, a host of on-line booksellers, or directly from Fisher King Press - &lt;a href="http://fisherkingpress.com/shop/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;manufacturers_id=1"&gt;www.fisherkingpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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LeRoi ISBN 9781926715339&lt;br /&gt;
Menopause Man-Unplugged ISBN 9781926715360&lt;br /&gt;
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What a fabulous tale! The weekend was covered with a hefty to-do list, then I opened up Ramey Channell's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0984083685/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20&amp;amp;link_code=as3&amp;amp;camp=211189&amp;amp;creative=373489&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0984083685" target="_blank"&gt;Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and everything else fell away. The woods around Moonlight Ridge are filled with magical secrets and possibilities and eight-year-old Lily Claire Nash and her cousin Willie T (both born on the very same day and at the very same time) are full of adventure.&lt;br /&gt;
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Told from the point of view of Lily, Ramey Channell weaves magical realism so well into this clever novella that one would consider these mysteries as common everyday occurrences. For example: a mama possum with a bunch of baby possums hanging onto her back waddles through the crowd at a graveside funeral service—the baby possums singing a cantata to the dearly departed. And then there are the spots on a baby boy's tongue that soon turns into Lily and Willie T's sketched hidden treasure map. And that's just the beginning—wait till they find the treasure!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge&lt;/i&gt; is good clean fun, even if Lily Claire and Willie T break rules and are occasionally skinned up and tossed about by the elements. Ramey Channell is a gifted writer and&amp;nbsp;masterful storyteller. Undoubtedly, she has tapped into her source and been filled with a magical spirit of her own—or perhaps, like Lily Claire Nash, she was born with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Highly recommended for adults, children, and public library collections.&lt;br /&gt;
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Title: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0984083685/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=mmcom-20&amp;amp;link_code=as3&amp;amp;camp=211189&amp;amp;creative=373489&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0984083685" target="_blank"&gt;Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Author: Ramey Channell&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9780984083688&lt;br /&gt;
Publisher: Chalet Publishing&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Mel Mathews is the general editor for Fisher King Press, and the author of several novels. His books are available from your local bookstore, a host of on-line booksellers, and you can order them directly from his website at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melmathews.com/"&gt;www.melmathews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The hero who searches for new paths in his heart and soul often lets hints and hunches guide him forward. Yet, he also needs to be equipped with courage to search beyond the boundaries of common ground and with humbleness towards the unknown that lies ahead of him. He must also carry a bagful of questions and concerns, curiosity and conflict, doubt and fear; “Every man hath the right to doubt his task, and to forsake it from time to time; but what he must not do is forget it.” Paulo Coelho, &lt;i&gt;The Fifth Mountain&lt;/i&gt;, p. 53.&lt;br /&gt;
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Planning is underway for a 2012 book tour for Jungian Analyst, Ken Kimmel, author of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://fisherkingpress.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=10&amp;amp;products_id=65" target="_blank"&gt;Eros and the Shattering Gaze: Transcending Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eros-Shattering-Gaze-Transcending-Narcissism/dp/1926715497?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Eros and the Shattering Gaze: Transcending Narcissism" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=1926715497&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This timely book reveals the pervasiveness of a culturally and historically embedded narcissism underlying contemporary men's erotic and romantic fantasies, that distorts their understanding of what it really means to love. The book is filled with tales of love and loss, from ancient myth, medieval legend, Western classical literature, and contemporary film. Its template derives from "The Tale of Psyche and Amor", and poignant clinical vignettes and dreams from Ken's thirty years of practice bring to life the major themes of narcissism and its transcendence.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ken has developed a number of lectures and seminars based on chapters in &lt;i&gt;Eros and the Shattering Gaze&lt;/i&gt;, focusing on such topics as:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;"The Burn-Wound of Eros - Transcending Narcissism" &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Predator Beneath the Lover"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"The Grail Wound"&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Men's 'Split-Feminine' - Mother, Lover, Virgin, Whore"&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"Saturn's Wounded Eros"&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;"The Capacity To Love: Transcending the 'Heat-Death' of Eros&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here are what distinguished Jungian authors are saying about &lt;i&gt;Eros and the Shattering Gaze&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
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". . . Attempting the rescue of authentic eros from its fear-driven shadow of predation is a work that will engage most of us at some point in our relational lives. We should be grateful for the insights with which this book is studded, for they can enlighten the labors of learning to love."&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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—John Beebe, author of &lt;i&gt;Integrity in Depth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"A skillful and articulate interweave of the best of traditional views on 'relationality' and more contemporary critique. The vivid clinical vignettes bring the arguments alive and the result is a stimulating &amp;nbsp;and fresh take on this ever-timely topic. . . ."&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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—Andrew Samuels, author of &lt;i&gt;The Plural Psyche&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
". . . The contemplative and self-reflective reader who seeks to grasp the full measure of this rich manuscript can expect to gain substantially in both knowledge and inner maturation."&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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—Mario Jacoby, author of &lt;i&gt;Individuation and Narcissism:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;The Psychology of Self in Jung and Kohut&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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If your society or institute is interested in planning a program over the next two years, contact Ken at &lt;a href="mailto:kenkimmel@comcast.net"&gt;kenkimmel@comcast.net&lt;/a&gt; for a formal proposal and resume.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;by Sharon Heath&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A twist on the traditional coming-of-age story, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1926975022/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;link_code=as3&amp;amp;camp=211189&amp;amp;creative=373489&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1926975022"&gt;The History of My Body&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is young Fleur Robins' own telling of her quixotic attempts to save her beloved grandfather amid a hectic household composed of a crusading pro-life father with a distaste for actual children, a helpless wreck of an alcoholic mother, a middle-aged nanny with all the finesse of a Mack truck, a flatulent ex-nun, and a peripatetic population of babies saved from "the devil abortionists." Is Fleur autistic or gifted? Most people find her more than a little odd, with her penchant for pinching and flapping, fondness for fanciful word play, and preoccupation with God and the void. When Fleur fails to revive a dying baby bird in her father's garden, she sets in motion a series of events that thrusts her into the center of a culture war over the reach and limits of the human imagination.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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About the Author&lt;br /&gt;
Sharon Heath writes fiction and non-fiction exploring the interplay of science and spirit, politics and pop culture, contemplation and community. A certified Jungian Analyst in private practice and faculty member of the C.G. Jung Institute of Los Angeles, she served as Associate Editor of Psychological Perspectives and Guest Editor of the special issue &lt;i&gt;The Child Within/The Child Without&lt;/i&gt;. She has given talks in the United States and Canada on topics ranging from the place of soul in social media to gossip, envy, secrecy, and belonging.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Art &amp;amp; Fear: Observations on the Perils and Rewards of Artmaking&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by David Bayles and Ted Orland&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN 978-0961454739. Trade Paperback, 122 pages&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What is your art really about?&lt;br /&gt;
Where is it going?&lt;br /&gt;
What stands in the way of getting there?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
These are questions that matter, questions that recur at each stage of artistic development - and they are the source for this volume of wonderfully incisive commentary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Art and Fear explores the way art is created, and the reasons it often does not get created, and the nature of the difficulties that cause so many artists to give up along the way. This is a book about what it feels like to sit in your studio or classroom, at your wheel or keyboard, easel or camera, trying to do the work you need to do. It is about committing your future to your own hands, placing Free Will above predestination, choice above chance. It is about finding your own work.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Creative Soul: Art and the Quest for Wholeness by Lawrence H. Staples.&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN 9780981034447 (ISBN 10: 0981034446)&amp;nbsp;Index, Biblio, 100 pp., 2009.&lt;br /&gt;
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Who we most deeply are is mirrored in our artistic work. Our need for mirroring simultaneously attracts us to and repels us from our creative callings and relationships. It is one of life's great dilemmas. &lt;br /&gt;
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Artist's block and lover's block flow from the same pool. Often, we fear deeply the very thing needed to create original art, to experience intimate relationships and to live authentic lives: we are frightened by the impulse to be fully revealed to ourselves, and to others, as this most often entails exposing the unacceptable shadowy aspects of our humanity and risking rejection. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mirrors in all their manifold guises permit us to safely see and experience ourselves in reflection and become better acquainted with the rejected, ostracized aspects of our personalities. Creative work is one of the few places where we can truly express and witness lost aspects of our authentic selves. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within us a treasure beckons. This is what we spend our lives pursuing. What slows and distracts us is not the object we long for, but where we search. To find this precious gem, we must eventually return to our own creative spirits. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A few of the topics explored in THE CREATIVE SOUL include: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;THE CREATIVE INSTINCT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;OUR UNIQUE IDENTITY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;SOME ELEMENTS OF CREATIVITY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;SOME PREREQUISITES OF THE CREATIVE PROCESS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;GIVING VOICE TO THE MANY LIVES WITHIN&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;DREAMS AND ACTIVE IMAGINATION AS TRIGGERS TO CREATIVITY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;CREATIVITY AND INDEPENDENCE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;ART AND THE QUEST FOR WHOLENESS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;THERAPY AS ART&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;FEAR OF SELF-REVELATION BLOCKS CREATIVITY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;INTIMACY AND CREATIVITY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;CREATIVITY, GUILT, AND SELF-DEVELOPMENT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;CREATIVITY AND LONELINESS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Lawrence Staples, &lt;br /&gt;
author of &lt;i&gt;The Creative Soul: Art and the Quest&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Guilt with a Twist: The Promethean Way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Active imagination is a technique developed by C.G. Jung to help amplify, interpret, and integrate the contents of our dreams. When approached by way of writing, active imagination is like writing a play. One takes, for example, a figure that has appeared in one’s dreams. Usually, these figures express a viewpoint quite the opposite of one’s normal conscious view. Sometimes it is a male or female, shadow figure. At other times, it may be a feminine, anima, or maternal figure.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Creative-Soul-Art-Quest-Wholeness/dp/0981034446?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Creative Soul: Art and the Quest for Wholeness" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=0981034446&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0981034446" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;One starts to converse with the figure in writing. One challenges the dream figure and lets him/her challenge the dreamer. The dreamer asks the figure why he appeared in the dream. He asks the figure what it wants from him. Then, the ego, like a playwright, puts himself as best he can into the figure’s shoes and tries to express it and defend its viewpoint. There ensues a dialogue between the writer and the opposite figure in his dream or piece of writing. With practice one can become accomplished at expressing both viewpoints, just as a playwright does. One gets better at this the more one does it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chronicles-Wandering-Soul-Book-LeRoi/dp/1926715330?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The technique of active imagination tends to detach the qualities and traits that are first seen in a dream or in a story as belonging to external persons, and coming to see them as belonging to one’s self. Active imagination, then, helps the writer become conscious of his opposite qualities by forcing him to give voice to figures, like shadow figures, that carry qualities opposite those of his ego. These qualities personify the rejected opposites that are present in the unconscious. This technique helps recover them and make them available to the ego and consciousness without necessarily having to act them out. &lt;br /&gt;
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Following is an impressive and rich example of the power of this technique to affect and even shape our lives. It’s an active imagination done by Mel Mathews when he was in his late thirties. He was an extremely successful salesman who was, nevertheless, unhappy with his work and life. Despite his high income, work had lost its meaning for him. He had entered Jungian analysis in order to help him out of his suffocating existence and find a new and different way. He had a powerful dream that he took to his analyst. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chronicles-Wandering-Soul-Book-LeRoi/dp/1926715330?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Chronicles of a Wandering Soul: Book One - LeRoi" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=1926715330&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His analyst suggested he do active imagination with one of the figures in the dream. His is a beautiful example of active imagination that led to much more than a dialogue. It became the seed of a creative life that grew and flourished into a wholly new career. Out of his active imagination came a novel, &lt;i&gt;LeRoi - Book 1 of The Chronicles of a Wandering Soul&lt;/i&gt; series, which was then followed by several other novels, including &lt;i&gt;Menopause Man&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;SamSara&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1926715330" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chronicles-Wandering-Soul-Book-LeRoi/dp/1926715330?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The power of the active imagination is seen in the fact that it unearthed in Mel some deep hidden spring of creativity that suddenly gushed forth. Apparently, he had been living a life of suspended animation that lay there until some psychic prince awoke it. He had the following dream: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A woman was sitting in a diner, in a booth smoking. “Excuse me, I wonder if you could put your cigarette out?” I asked. She ignored me. A few minutes later she lit up again. I stood up, walked around to her booth, grabbed her pack of smokes and the ashtray and walked out the front door. I dumped the ashtray and stepped on her lit smoke; then, I dropped her pack and stomped them as well. I walked back inside, slammed the empty ashtray down on the coffee counter and sat down. A petite pony-tailed brunette walked up with the iced tea pitcher to refill my glass. “Can I have some more ice please?” “Sure,” she answered, “I’m sure (Flo) the boss-lady will be out in a minute,” the brunette said, as she turned around with my ice. “What does she want?” “You’ll have to ask her yourself.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mel discussed the dream with his analyst who suggested a dialogue with the boss-lady.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Following is his active imagination with Flo, the name of the boss-lady. This brief dialogue is to his novel what an acorn is to an oak tree. This brief dialogue apparently contained all the genetic codes necessary to make a novel just as an acorn has the genetic codes that lead to an oak tree. &lt;br /&gt;
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Flo: Howdy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mel: Hi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Flo: Purdy hot day, huh?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mel: I can stand the heat. It’s the stray cigarette smoke that sets me off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flo: So that gives you the right to run off one of my regulars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mel: I asked her to put it out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Flo: Did you ask her or did you beat around the bush with some rude indirect comment?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mel: Lady, I don’t know who you are or what’s on your mind, but I really don’t need any more crap today. &lt;br /&gt;
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Flo: Well kid right now you’re in my diner and you’re runnin’ off my patrons.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mel: Oh great. &lt;br /&gt;
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Flo: I’ve dealt with your kind for years so let’s just cut to the quick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mel: Look, lady, I’m sorry if I offended anybody here, but I’ve got some problems. My MG is broken down across the street.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flo: So what? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mel: Things just aren’t falling into place today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flo: Would you like some chocolate milk little boy, or how about your ass wiped? In this café, the world doesn’t revolve around you.&lt;br /&gt;
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While the creative process is different for each individual, one can sometimes discern similarities. The seed that unleashed Mel’s creative process was a dream and a few sentences associated with the dream. His process bears some resemblance to the process by which Isak Dineson created her work. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mel Mathews' development as a person and a writer is a wonderful testimony to the power of creativity to shape our lives and connect us to our souls. His dream and the dialogue that flowed from it to create LeRoi is an incredibly rich and impressive example of active imagination, as I understand it. His experience of active imagination is one of the most powerful examples I have ever witnessed. His dialogue with Flo seemed to unearth for him a huge reservoir of suspended animation that poured forth into the world and continues to flow. Actually, "Flo" and "flow" do seem somehow related. Mel's experience is enough to encourage therapists not only to use active imagination with their clients but also with themselves."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Snakes&lt;/i&gt;, a novel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by Patricia Damery&lt;br /&gt;
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Go West Young Lady! Love – Sex – Naiveté – Family – Values – Commitment – Betrayal . . . Patricia Damery weaves a seductive tale about life’s insoluble contradictions. A Midwestern farm girl leaves the confines of her family heritage and is transformed by life’s vicissitudes. Snake stories, symbols of transformation, are cleverly intertwined in this highly entertaining novel as Angela, the heroine, undergoes numerous rights of passages, and comes to terms with life - her life – exactly where, when, and how it unfolds. Highly recommended, &lt;i&gt;Snakes&lt;/i&gt; is deeply rooted in Mother Earth—and Soul.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Snakes&lt;/i&gt; is a poetic meditation about the intertwined cycles of life and farming . . . the memories, dreams and reflections of a nurturing mother claiming her authentic role within the natural order of children and husbands, kitchens and bedrooms, warm tidal pools and freshly ploughed fields—and gardens where snakes live amongst the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;
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—Malcolm’s Round Table, Malcolm R. Campbell,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So what is &lt;i&gt;Snakes&lt;/i&gt; about? It is about the Risks we take, both major and minor, that coalesce over time to define our lives. It is about the Fear of the little things and Fear of the big things, and at the end of the day, the month, the season, and our lives, finding out that it was a shorter distance to Love than we thought. It’s about Mistakes and Regrets, and how necessary they both are to a life well and fully lived. It’s about the Earth and the Sea; the Individual and the Familial; Respect and Trust; Youth and Age. But most of all, &lt;i&gt;Snakes&lt;/i&gt; is about finding one’s place in the Universe and how that journey is formed.&lt;br /&gt;
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From Pennington &amp;amp; Staples &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://fisherkingpress.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=10&amp;amp;products_id=97"&gt;The Guilt Cure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Early Wounds, Guilt and Repeating Patterns&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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All of us carry psychic wounds that were inflicted in childhood. In order to be safe and to be loved, we cut off and repressed thoughts, feelings and behaviors that were unacceptable to our parents. It is this “cut” that wounds us. None of us escapes these wounds because there are no parents to whom all thoughts, feelings and behaviors are acceptable. No parent gets it right. We are prone to think that the parent who neglects us is more wounding than the one who is over-solicitous and attentive. Both wound us. The wounds are different but they both hurt.These wounds become our developmental deficiencies. Our life long challenge is to recover the rejected qualities in order to become whole and live fuller lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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Guilt lies behind these wounds. We avoid the unacceptable qualities in order to escape the painful guilt we are wired to experience when we violate parental values and wishes. And the behaviors we adopt early in life to avoid guilt, punishment and loss of love, continue throughout our lives as repeating patterns of behavior. If guilt is a necessity in life, then psychic wounds are also necessities. These necessary wounds determine the developmental path we must follow if we are to recover those cut off qualities and heal our wounds. We have to bear painful guilt if we are to become whole, just as we have to bear painful hunger if we are to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is the urge to develop and become whole that lies behind our repeating patterns. One pattern that most people experience is the tendency to keep choosing a partner that has the same difficult qualities as the previous one. Usually we are attracted to someone opposite, someone who carries qualities that we ourselves can’t express. The persons we are attracted to may superficially seem different, but psychologically be much the same. For example, we may always be attracted to someone who is relatively unavailable. We then repeat the childhood experience we had with one or both of our parents.&lt;br /&gt;
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The way of dealing with the unavailability may differ from child to child. One sibling may react by clinging, by expressing its neediness, by clamoring for attention or complaining when it is insufficient. Another sibling may react just the opposite. He/she may resolve to become self-sufficient and demand little from the parent. This sibling may take care of the parent and learn that safety lies in being the good boy or girl who never creates a burden for the parent. The other demands to be taken care of and is a real burden to the parent.&lt;br /&gt;
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Later in life, these two are attracted to each other. One needs to be taken care of. The other needs to take care of someone. As it turns out, they are both needy. But both are unconscious of it and deny it. It’s the basis for the widespread phenomenon of co-dependency. It’s a secret collusion. On the surface, one feels angry and rejected if his every need isn’t being anticipated and met. But deep inside, he feels guilty because he feels unworthy of care and attention. Meanwhile, the other feels just the opposite. Consciously, she feels guilty if she isn’t anticipating and taking care of every need of the loved one. And underneath she may be filled with anger and resentment when her caretaking is not deemed satisfactory or is not appreciated. Her sense of self worth depends on proper acknowledgement of her efforts.&lt;br /&gt;
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The displeasure and dissatisfaction that arise actually give us a hint about how to break this pattern. After many painful experiences, we eventually discover that healing takes place when we can treat the partner as we have been treated. The healing element is almost always homeopathic. Rather than trying to get the partner to behave differently, we have to take on some of the very traits we thought we wanted them to change. We have to develop traits that we have spent a lifetime trying to avoid or deny. The always available person becomes less available. The always unavailable person become more attentive.&lt;br /&gt;
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In order to behave homeopathically, we have to do inner work in the shadow where our opposite qualities have been stored. We have to become very conscious of our own feelings. For example, a caretaker cannot become unavailable without experiencing guilt and anxiety. If we become conscious of our guilt and anxiety as it arrives, we can name it and bear it. If we resolve to bear those feelings, they will not last long. The same thing happens in dieting. If we are not watching our feelingscarefully, the hunger comes and we grab a cookie without reflection. If we feel and name the hunger just as it comes and resolve to bear it, the hunger will not last long.&lt;br /&gt;
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After much hurt and pain, Malcolm is finally able to let go. He does it with a homeopathic treatment. He gives her a dose of her own medicine. She invites him to meet for a drink at one of the local hangouts. When he sees her coming this time, he slips out the back door, gets on a train and heads for the airport. She arrives at the café and soon begins to call Malcolm trying to find out where he is. His phone rings just as the train approaches the air terminal, and he notices a young boy crying in his mother’s arms. “Hey kid, you’ve got a call,” he says, handing the whining boy the phone before stepping off the train.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is likely that Malcolm had to bear much anxiety and guilt in order to stand Kelli up. Malcolm values reliability, dependability and keeping his word. It makes him angry when others don’t behave the same way. But, in this moment, he had to save himself by finding in his unconscious a quality that had been put there long ago in order to safely&amp;nbsp;traverse childhood. He had to become unavailable. Malcolm also had to suffer through much painful yearning, just as&amp;nbsp;an alcoholic does when he gives up something that once made him feel good but later made him feel bad. And like an alcoholic who gives up alcohol, he has to spot the yearning the moment it begins, acknowledge it, name it and suffer it momentarily, perhaps several times until the yearning passes.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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In his ever-fascinating book, Dr. Mark Winborn goes where few authors on the blues have ever gone: into the profoundly psychological implications of the genre. &amp;nbsp;A Jungian by training, Winborn argues convincingly how the blues communicates for reasons that extend to the symbolic language of the unconscious. His results are sure to inspire future research in not just the blues but in other areas of traditional culture and the creative act.&amp;nbsp;—Dr. &amp;nbsp;William L. Ellis, Saint Michael’s College, Colchester, Vermont,&amp;nbsp;Ethnomusicologist - Musician - Music Critic&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Just like a fine bluesman, Winborn ‘riffs’ on the various psychological aspects of his topic: the genesis of the sound, the unitary reality created in playing and listening to the blues, its archetypal manifestations and healing potential, and the influence of the personality of performer and performance. &amp;nbsp;As he states, ‘the blues belongs among the great arts because of its extraordinary capacity to embrace, embody, and transcend the opposites, especially as they become manifest in the experience of tragedy and suffering.’ Using original lyrics throughout, Winborn invites us to reimagine the power of the blues in its ability to deepen our own soulfulness.&amp;nbsp;—August J. Cwik, Psy.D., Jungian Analyst &amp;amp; Musician&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Mark Winborn, PhD, NCPsyA is a Jungian Psychoanalyst and Clinical Psychologist. He is a training and supervising analyst of the Inter-Regional Society of Jungian Analysts. Dr. Winborn maintains a private practice in Memphis, Tennessee where he is also currently the Training Coordinator for the Memphis Jungian Seminar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1926715527" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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il piccolo editions presents &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Chronicles of a Wandering Soul&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1926715330" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Book 1 - LeRoi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by Mel Mathews&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN 9781926715339, 204 pp, 2010&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;“An introspective allegory about the search for prosperity of the soul .  .  .”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—&lt;i&gt;Midwest Book Review&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;“Mel Mathews’ place in the ranks of fine contemporary writers is assured.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In The Chronicles of a Wandering Soul series, the wandering, questing central figure of Malcolm Clay has become a new literary icon. With thoughtful ruminations, keen humor, informative explorations of themes from religion to traits of visited countries, and so many clever double entendres, Mel Mathews’ place in the ranks of fine contemporary writers is assured. &lt;br /&gt;
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—Grady Harp, goodreads,  Amazon.com Top10 Reviewer&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;“Vive LeRoi:  A powerful kick at the American way of life.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chronicles-Wandering-Soul-Book-LeRoi/dp/1926715330?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LeRoi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1926715330" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt; is ostensibly a novel, and not overtly psychological, but it lays bare the psychic plight of a middle-aged man looking for meaning. It is a powerful kick at the American way of life—ambition, success, money and power—but it is redemptive in the narrator’s search for internal Eros and an outer relationship he can trust himself to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;
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—Daryl Sharp, author and publisher, Inner City Books&lt;/div&gt;
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In Book One of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chronicles-Wandering-Soul-Book-LeRoi/dp/1926715330?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Chronicles of a Wandering Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=wwwmalcolmclc-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1926715330" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, Malcolm Clay, a rather ornery but ‘successful-in-life’ character, finds himself stranded in the middle of nowhere, his fancy MG allowing him to limp into a gas station with a diner-cum-motel on the other side of the road.  Subtly layered in symbol and metaphor, one soon realizes that the simplicity of this novel is only skin deep. The old mechanic, a study in laissez-faire and cool disdain, tries the patience of our hero.  As a matter of fact, all members of the cast including the Queen who rules the diner, the pretty waitress and the lanky fast-order cook are highly complicated human beings. The enigmatic and moody old Chevy half-ton pick-up truck Malcolm borrows is unreliable in the conventional sense, but does grant him the freedom to escape the confines of the motel and the frustration of his broken down MG. ‘Ol’ Reliable’ guides him over a cattle guard, a mysterious unseen gateway into sanctuary, the oasis of a river that cuts through this otherwise barren wasteland where he can cast a fly into adventure—and misadventure—yet beyond that, healing waters for the soul. Could this perhaps be a modern day model of a questing Perceval and the Grail Legend’s Fisherking?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;by Mel Mathews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Perhaps that 'Old Time' religion has failed us, or at least the deeper meaning of symbols and metaphors have been lost to misinterpreted literalism and that 'old king,' religious fundamentalism. Blindly following old time beliefs and attitudes in their many forms and guises is following our forefathers right over the cliff and into a vast sea of disillusionment and meaninglessness. Will we repeat this by following along with a host of fundamentalist ideals, the endless pursuit of materialism at the expense of our ecology, and other forms of meaningless neurotic suffering, or we will be moved to willingly and consciously suffer the unknown, until these old time religious symbols become alive within and take on authentic meaning as opposed to being a useless, lifeless, hand-me-down relic?&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of completely running away from, or blindly following, perhaps  we could begin to question these old religions and fundamentalisms, begin to confront and dialogue with these calcified God-Images, and find that lost nugget of gold - the transcendent. After all, like a reoccurring nightmare, these haunting literalized religious concepts and other 'old king' values will not go away until their embedded images are exposed and truly given their due.&lt;br /&gt;
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Edward F. Edinger’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformation of the God-Image&lt;/span&gt; and Lawrence W. Jaffe’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Celebrating Soul&lt;/span&gt; are two fine publications that address such concerns.&lt;br /&gt;
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by Edward F. Edinger&lt;br /&gt;
with a foreword by Lawrence W. Jaffe&lt;br /&gt;
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"Whoever knows God has an effect on him."&lt;br /&gt;
--C.G. Jung, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Answer to Job&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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From Lawrence W. Jaffe’s Foreword of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformation of the God-Image&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite the Biblical imagery, this book is not concerned with traditional religion. Its subject, rather, is psychology, the scientific study of the soul. References are to Job, God and Christ because our deepest feelings still resonate to that imagery. Put another way, the reason for the Biblical references is because "Jungian psychology has the task of introducing to the world a new world view" (Edinger, Aion). The roots of this new world view lie in the Judeo-Christian myth.&lt;br /&gt;
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If, as Edinger predicts, Jung's works are one day read as Scripture once was--for sustenance of our souls, for moving words that touch us to the heart, for reassurance, guidance and orientation--Answer to Job will surely occupy a unique place in the Jungian canon. The special status of Answer to Job as the most complete statement of Jung's essential message has long been acknowledged by Jungians, who have discussed it in countless seminars and conferences since its publication in 1952.&lt;br /&gt;
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What has sparked all this interest is that the central theme of Answer to Job--the transformation of God through human consciousness--is the central theme, too, of Jungian psychology. Not long before his death Jung himself affirmed its importance, remarking that he would like to rewrite all of his books except Answer to Job, which he would leave just as it stands.&lt;br /&gt;
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Answer to Job contains the kernel, the essence, of the Jungian myth, and Edinger's study of it, at once erudite and down-to-earth, thoughtful and heartfelt, evokes that essence with unequaled clarity and power.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celebrating Soul&lt;/span&gt; by Lawrence W. Jaffe&lt;br /&gt;
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"Man has a soul and there is a treasure buried in the field."&lt;br /&gt;
--C.G. Jung&lt;br /&gt;
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People are beginning to bump up against the limits of materialism and rationalism, realizing that these fail to offer something essential, a purpose in life. Although a few turn back to institutional religion for orientation, many find that road barred to them by their reason and their skepticism. Whatever form the new religion takes it must leave a large place for reason. The new religion will therefore be the product of a marriage between reason and faith, science and religion.&lt;br /&gt;
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We cannot do without meaning in our lives. Meaning cannot be established objectively; it arises only through a relationship with the inner, subjective world. But it is precisely that realm that has been discredited in our day by the misapplication of the scientific spirit. In compensation, this book describes and gives examples of the inner life in order to help the reader sense the reality of the soul. It explores the spiritual significance of Jungian psychology--its message of personal and cultural renewal for a civilization that has lost its sense of purpose.&lt;br /&gt;
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In Celebrating Soul, Lawrence Jaffe helps to expose what has been lost in literal translations and brings us into deeper relationship with the symbolic and metaphoric value of concerns such as:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;* The New Religion&lt;br /&gt;
* The Jungian Myth&lt;br /&gt;
* Jungian Spirituality&lt;br /&gt;
* What Is Our Purpose in Life?&lt;br /&gt;
* The Hymn of the Pearl&lt;br /&gt;
* Breaking the Chain of Suffering&lt;br /&gt;
* The Golden Rule and the Iron Rule&lt;br /&gt;
* The Wounded Inner Child in the Bible&lt;br /&gt;
* The Lesson of Job&lt;br /&gt;
* The Meaning of Suffering&lt;br /&gt;
* Holding the Opposites As Service to God&lt;br /&gt;
* Wrestling with the Angel&lt;br /&gt;
* The Redemptive Value of Consciousness&lt;br /&gt;
* A New Form of Worship&lt;br /&gt;
* The Healing of Childhood Wounds&lt;br /&gt;
* Success Versus Consciousness&lt;br /&gt;
* Jung on the Life of Christ&lt;br /&gt;
* Studying Torah and Studying Jung&lt;br /&gt;
* Redemption Through Shadow Work&lt;br /&gt;
* A Psychological View of the First Commandment&lt;br /&gt;
* Testimony to the Holocaust&lt;br /&gt;
* Death and Resurrection&lt;br /&gt;
* Being "Born Again"&lt;br /&gt;
* Individuation and the Bible&lt;br /&gt;
* Jung and the Bible on Love&lt;br /&gt;
* New Life in Late Life&lt;br /&gt;
* A Psychological Gloss on a Benediction&lt;br /&gt;
* The Problem of Prayer&lt;br /&gt;
* Christ As a Model for Individuation&lt;br /&gt;
* Reason and Statistics&lt;br /&gt;
* Self-Knowledge Gives Meaning to Life&lt;br /&gt;
* The Answer Lies Within&lt;br /&gt;
* Psychotherapy As Sabbath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resurrecting the Unicorn: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masculinity in the 21st Century&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Not long ago while listening to a NPR broadcast concerning Masculinity in the 21st Century, I was caught up by an interview of a woman journalist who had written about 'what it means to be a man in the 21st century.' The concept of a woman reporting on and defining, or attempting to define, masculinity was a bit off-putting. We tread on thin ice when a woman, or women define manhood and/or masculinity, just as we do when a man, or men attempt to define women and femininity. Sure, we all carry these contra-sexual aspects within, but that doesn’t make Man an authority on femininity, nor Woman an authority on masculinity, anymore than it makes a lefty an authority on a righty. The interview soon shifted away from a woman’s definition of masculinity to pop-cultural definitions of manhood. Perhaps I was still ruffled by this lefty-righty thing, but I also considered it quite shallow to have masculinity or femininity defined by fleeting fashions of pop-culture, for as naturally as DNA defines genetics, archetypal patterns define the psychological and spiritual makeup of masculinity and femininity—not passing trends.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, speaking as a man about masculinity, I can say that many 21st century men have been raised by women—without a masculine role model—and what they've learned about being a man has been defined by the media, the women’s movement, and many other distorted social norms. Often, such men discover that they are no longer able or willing to carry these externally imposed values and instead seek alternative definitions of masculinity and lifestyles. Some would call these periods of change a crisis; others would consider this a step in the direction of mental health. Regardless of how we label this time of soul-searching, it ultimately calls for a willingness to suffer the unknown. The rewards for such courage often prove quite beneficial. For those willing to take on the task of becoming an 'authentic' man, one can expect to gain a more defined sense of self who is moved by his own internal values, and in turn experience a more meaningful and fulfilling life.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, all the compensatory posturing, chest-pounding or drum-beating in the world won't revive this great masculine spirit. This can only be accomplished by developing a deeper relationship to soul, to the archetypal patterns or energies that comprise the core aspects of our beings. The mental landscape of metaphors—dreams, stories, myths, fairy tales—deal with the eternal truths of human nature and are the language of soul. In the recently published book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resurrecting the Unicorn: Masculinity in the 21st Century&lt;/span&gt;, Bud Harris masterfully guides readers deep into the realm of metaphors where we can examine the evolution and development of human consciousness and reclaim discarded, yet much needed, integral aspects of our masculine natures.&lt;br /&gt;
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"True masculinity—not the macho type—is needed for men to be strong enough to meet the feminine in themselves. For this they must find their own masculine face—not a face defined by women," suggests Bud Harris in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resurrecting the Unicorn&lt;/span&gt;. Harris then delves into the fairy tale, "Fyrtoiet," better known as "The Tinder Box" by Hans Christian Andersen, where an "Elemental Blueprint for Developing Masculinity" is extracted from the symbolic metaphors of this wise old tale.&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps it’s time to pick up where Robert Bly's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iron John&lt;/span&gt; and Sam Keen's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fire in the Belly&lt;/span&gt; left off in the last part of the 20th century. If you're ready to explore and claim an 'authentic' masculinity from a place that calls for a great deal of courage, where truth, values, and integrity are defined from within, not by antiquated beliefs or pop-culture, then Bud Harris' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resurrecting the Unicorn&lt;/span&gt; is certainly worthy of your time and attention. Makes for a great gift to a husband, father, brother, and particularly for women who are raising boys.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resurrecting the Unicorn: Masculinity in the 21st Century&lt;/span&gt;, ISBN 978-0-9810344-0-9 is available from the publisher, Fisher King Press at &lt;a href="http://www.fisherkingpress.com/"&gt;www.fisherkingpress.com&lt;/a&gt; or by calling 1-831-238-7799. This timely publication is also available from your local bookstore and from a host of online booksellers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Mel Mathews' book reviews have appeared in many syndicated publications. He is the author of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malcolm Clay Trilogy&lt;/span&gt;, a series of novels that portray a man’s struggles as he goes against the grains of his upbringings and emerges as a renewed man who is guided by his own inner truth and hard-won wisdom. Learn more about this reviewer and his publications at: &lt;a href="http://www.melmathews.com/"&gt;www.melmathews.com&lt;/a&gt; or&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fisherkingpress.com/" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;www.fisherkingpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether we know it, or not, whether we care to or are able to admit it, every human being is influenced by psychological ‘complexes’. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Complex: Path of Transformation from Archetype to Eg&lt;/span&gt;o, Erel Shalit explains the difference between an ‘autonomous complex’ and an integrated complex. Shalit explains, “The fundamental task of the complex is to serve as a vehicle and vessel of transformation…” In other words, psychological complexes are necessary aspects of our being and when we are able to recognize and develop a dialogue or an ongoing conscious relationship with these complexes, these aspects of our humanity can be expressed and honored in a healthy and often creative manner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A complex becomes troublesome when it is denied and splits off from our greater whole, as is the case with the Oedipus myth. In studying and deciphering the symbolic meaning of the Oedipus myth, Erel Shalit explains how a complex that has the potential to bring us into living a fuller, more conscious existence, is often denied and splits off into an ‘autonomous’ complex. Denying a complex, an aspect of who we are, does not cause this entity to go away. Instead, the denied castaway becomes ‘autonomous’ energy and unconsciously continues to live a life of its own, often wreaking havoc that is acted out in a host of neurotic symptoms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In recognizing and welcoming home these prodigal complexes, vital pieces of our beings, we are able to reclaim lost aspects of our souls, and in turn unblock the stymied flow of psychological and creative energy that often gets dammed up and diverted into neurotic symptoms and suffering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This publication addresses far more than just the Oedipal Complex. Dr. Shalit also delves into the Father Complex and the Mother Complex in both negative and positive forms. Client’s dreams and case studies are also discussed to bring theory into more concrete and practical terms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For those interested in psychology, myth, religion, and philosophy, but even more so to those who might be suffering from a host of neurotic symptoms, including addictions or obsessive compulsive tendencies, I highly recommend &lt;a href="http://www.fisherkingpress.com/order.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Complex: Path of Transformation from Archetype to Ego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (ISBN 978-0919123991) as well as Erel Shalit’s most recently published book &lt;a href="http://www.fisherkingpress.com/order.html"&gt;Enemy, Cripple &amp;amp; Beggar: Shadows in the Hero’s Path&lt;/a&gt; (ISBN 978-0977607679).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mel Mathews' book reviews have been published in USA Today and many other notable publications. He is the author of several novels, including the Malcolm Clay Trilogy. His books are available directly from his website at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melmathews.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.melmathews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malcolmclay.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.malcolmclay.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;This wonderfully warm, humorous, entertaining and beautifully written book gives an overview of Jungian Psychology.  That’s right, warm, humorous, entertaining, beautifully written, and a psychology book.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Jungian Psychology Unplugged: My Life as an Elephant&lt;/span&gt; is comprised of six chapters. Chapter one addresses Jung’s Basic model of Psychological Types. Chapter two deals with ‘Getting to know Yourself’ and explains the basics of archetypes and complexes, persona, shadow… Chapter three, ‘The Unknown Other’ is about projection and identification, including the challenges involved with intimacy and relationships. Chapter four deals with the ‘Anatomy of a Midlife Crisis’ which is most often fueled by the need to develop a relationship with one’s self, or with the unexpressed aspects of our personalities that have not been honored and given a voice earlier in life. In chapter five Daryl Sharp writes about 'The Analytical Experience,' including his own, which I found most refreshing. All to often, one will pick up a psychology or self-help book in hopes of finding a recipe to improve one’s life. That’s not what happens in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jungian Psychology Unplugged: My life as an Elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;. Instead, in vulnerable fashion, Daryl Sharp shares some of his more personal moments during the period when he was seeking council. The author well knows that another person’s recipe is worthless when it comes to finding one’s self and living an authentic life, and he doesn’t pretend to be an authority and try to prove otherwise. Chapter six is about 'Psychological Development,' the process of becoming more conscious by developing a relationship to one’s soul. Sharp addresses the need to be true to our vocations, our true callings in life, and venerates those who have the courage to do just this—listening and being true to one’s inner voice. I highly recommend this book to anyone interested in living an authentic life, not just those who have an interest in Jung or psychology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Daryl Sharp is the author of 17 books. He is also the General Editor of Inner City Books: Studies in Jungian Psychology by Jungian Analyst. The entire list of Inner City Books are available for purchase at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fisherkingpress.com/order.html" style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;www.fisherkingpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mel Mathews' book  reviews have been published in USA Today, Amazon.com, Barnes &amp;amp; Noble, Powell's Books, Chapters.indigo.ca and in many other venues. He is also the author of several novels, including the Malcolm Clay Trilogy (Fisher King Press). His books are available from your local bookstore, a host of on-line booksellers, or you can order them directly from his website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melmathews.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.melmathews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malcolmclay.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.malcolmclay.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Since I haven't been tending to my own work as of late, it felt right to pay attention to this ten year-old painting, to sit and meditate on these most necessary opposing forces. The first thing that came to me . . . the thought was that my parents have just celebrated their 49th wedding anniversary. At 47 years of age, I suppose that makes me a legitimate child. Isn't that really a funny concept, being legitimate, or not. How can one be legitimized by religious or social standards? Hell, that’s a crock of crap! One is legitimized by the fact, or better yet, in the mystery at that very moment when we were conceived, the moment when two opposing forces were mysteriously unified. To contemplate how I am comprised of what was once two, the sperm and the egg—that simply blows me away. Sure, there are millions of us walking the face of this earth, but each one of us is in fact a unique miracle, no matter how modern day science might like to slice and dice, and categorize us otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, back to Mom and Dad and their 49th wedding anniversary and to yet another miraculous fact that they are still together after all of these years. Just to have gone through all of the ups and downs together for nearly five decades. I mean, come on, love plus intimacy doesn't equal bliss, and seldom is it as pretty as the happily-ever-after picture that has been painted by a world longing for inner reconciliation within our very own souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Intimacy, I get a kick out of people who like to refer to 'sex' as being 'intimate' or 'making love'. Anyone can have sex, or be sexually intimate, or whatever else you might want to doll it up as, but how many long-time 'lovers' can pass gas in the presence of the other or sit on the shitter and have a conversation? That's far more intimate than having sex, in my humble opinion anyway. I’m not suggesting that people need to relate this way, but how many people are free to be this vulnerable, that is without experiencing a deep-seated since of guilt or shame? And what about all of those 'I love yous' that are so often expressed out of habit, duty, or just to keep peace in the home. Anyone can speak such falsities, when in reality they are feeling or thinking something quite the contrary. What about the good old fashion 'F#$% off fat ass' or 'I'd rather shoot myself in the foot than to have to eat another meal with you staring at me from across the table.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 days or 49 years of togetherness, neither seems all so easy in my little world. Perhaps I'm just a freak who has never experienced 'true love'? Perhaps I'm just a disillusioned, bitter, narcissistically wounded, selfish middle-age man who has missed out on the loving wedded bliss that so many others have shared? Perhaps; perhaps not? Consciously, or unconsciously, a person who is so-called glued together or socially adjusted most likely entertains a vast range of feelings and fantasies that include lust, jealousy, rage, disgust, hate, discontent, betrayal, and the desire to screw his best buddy's wife if the opportunity ever comes a knocking. One may not have to act on such desires and fantasies, but entertaining such thoughts and feelings may well be part of the compound that binds people in marriage for such long periods. Sure, love and a commitment to one's values and family, the need for home and companionship, not to mention the many psychological complexes that run us from behind the scenes also comprise this binding compound, but dancing with one's shadow certainly must play a great role in long-lived marriages or relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Marriage and legitimacy have always intrigued me. Being legally married versus being married within, just as being legally legitimized versus claiming nature's law and legitimizing one's self are far different things. I know a woman whose father wouldn't claim her until she was eight or nine years old. Although, I think the man's obstinacy had more to do with the mother than it did with claiming his daughter. The couple was divorcing, they had split up and ended up in bed for a one last ‘go’ at things and the woman 'miraculously' got knocked up. I'm not assigning blame to either, but the man wanted a divorce and the woman didn't, and here she ends up pregnant on their very last tumble. No doubt the man felt trapped and perhaps rightly so. The mother spent several years in court, pursuing her ex to legitimize their daughter. Hell, you didn't need a court or 'the law' to legitimize this young girl. It was plain as day that she was his daughter, a spitting image of the fellow, I'm telling you. But beyond that, the very moment she was conceived, nature deemed her legitimate. I dare say the mother was legitimizing the marriage that they once shared, or perhaps the mother was trying to legitimize her very own existence, far more than she was her daughter's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I'm a rambling on and really don't know what I'm talking about. I’m just trying to occupy myself and stay out of my lady friend’s path. She’s really been on a pisser for the past few days, and when she reads this, I’ll probably catch all the hellish furry she’s got bottled up inside. She’s trying to be really nice, trying to pretend that the sun’s shining and life is grand, when in fact, darkness hangs all around her. Funny thing is, the more you pretend it’s sunny out, the darker the day becomes. Normally, I’d hop in my truck and drive and drive and drive. But my truck’s not at my disposal, so I’ll just weather the storm. Perhaps that’s part of what has kept my parents married all of these years, the capacity to weather storms. Some people just drive and drive and drive; some people weather storms. Then again, perhaps it’s a combination of driving and weathering storms. Who really knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I recall one visit to my family home a few years back, to the very house I was brought home to after being born. Dad had been retired for nearly ten years and mom was, and still is, working four, twelve-hour shifts weekly. Dad’s always been the kicked back one, solid as a rock and mom’s always been the one running around in circles. Anyway, I woke up there one morning to find my parents sitting just outside on the front porch, one on each side of the door. I walked out between them and before I could say good morning, mom pipes in: “I just don’t know what I’d do if I retired. I mean, what would I have to do. . .” Dad sips his coffee, looks at me with a smirk and says, “It’s not about what you have to do; it’s about doing what you want to do.”  I just looked at them both and thought, good god almighty, that’s me, the both of them: Solid-as-a-Rock and Running-around-like-a-Headless-Chicken, and though I no longer live in this home, I cross this threshold countless times a day. And I always will; it’s part of the mystery of who I am—two opposing energies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever it is that unified my parents and held them together for all these years . . . in spite of my cynicism and all the other quirky things that split me apart and bring me back together again, I am most grateful to these two dynamically opposing forces and the mystery of their existence and insoluble everlasting love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I better go rub my lady’s back. There’s no way in all of creation that I can rescue her from her dark cloud—that she’ll have to deal with on her own. Sure, she’s gonna blame me for her discontent, just like I blamed her for burning my tongue on a cup of boiling hot tea the other evening. If you can’t crap on the one you love, who can you crap on?  Before it’s all done, there will probably be a f#%@ you and a, no f#%@ you, you selfish… truth be told, there may well be a lot more of those ahead of us, along with all those I love yous. But isn’t that how it really is in life, intimacy not always being so pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mel Mathews' book  reviews have been published in USA Today, Amazon.com, Barnes &amp;amp; Noble, Powell's Books. He is also the author of several novels, including the Malcolm Clay Trilogy (Fisher King Press). His books are available from your local bookstore, a host of on-line booksellers, or you can order them directly from his website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melmathews.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.melmathews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malcolmclay.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.malcolmclay.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These images were not painted with 'thinking' on my mind. I just picked up the paintbrush and began. This was painted in August of 2000 while spending time in Big Sur. I painted another favorite of mine just after completing this particular piece. This was the warm up you might say, dipping into paints (and the unconscious) and playing, not unlike an orchestra that is just assembling, removing their instruments from the case, testing, tuning, rehearsing . . . preparing for the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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My approach to writing comes in much the same way. Most often when I begin to write, I'll take a dream and begin to explore the images, the people, the era, the setting . . . this is a way to expose all of the images, explore them and allow them to be or become what they are meant to be. It is usually in this stage of chaos that a story or a painting will begin to take form, or an image will begin to be transformed. I may spin off of a dream image that I was writing about, it may spark a memory and lead me into a completely different realm and ten or fifteen pages later, I'll look up and ask, Whoa, where did all that come from? It's like visiting a different country, or a different world, but without ever even leaving  your chair, or your home, or the cafe you might be sitting in while you're away on 'vacation.' It is a most gratifying encounter, an experience that a dear friend of mine refers to as 'being kissed by an angel.' Being allowed to participate in such an act is what I call experiencing grace.&lt;br /&gt;
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OK, the following image is what came after painting the jumble of images that you find above at the beginning of this blog. To most they are nothing special. Certainly, a skilled painter . . . alright, most children and even amateurs could paint a far prettier bed of blooming flowers. Yet, this is my bed of flowers, my flower bed where new life has taken form and now blossoms, and beyond  words, this painting has deep meaning for me. It represents a time when I experienced a shift in consciousness, when my world or my image of life and the world changed. During periods such as this,  one revels in the reality that things, or my blighted view of what once was,  will never again be the same -- without a doubt, the Kiss of an Angel.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3Th_ECN-pI/SG1ezyp510I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TY-UVVa8afE/s1600-h/flower.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218931787056142146" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3Th_ECN-pI/SG1ezyp510I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TY-UVVa8afE/s400/flower.jpg" style="cursor: pointer;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mel Mathews, is the author of several novels, including the Malcolm Clay Trilogy: LeRoi ISBN 0977607607, Menopause Man ISBN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;0977607615&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &amp;amp; SamSara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISBN 0977607623 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Fisher King Press). His books are available from your local bookstore, a host of on-line booksellers, or you can order them directly from his website at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melmathews.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.melmathews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malcolmclay.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.malcolmclay.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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This was painted in the fall of 2005. Being the healthy hypochondriac that I am, I've supposedly been dying from a host of fabricated maladies over my life span. For several years now, I often have dreams about illness or  'dis-ease.' Usually, the case being that I am 'ill-at-ease' with myself - as in not being congruent with my soul.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When these spooky dreams come, most often, I'm compromising in some fashion, living an unauthentic life of duty and pleasing others as opposed to being true to my soul's calling. My unconscious has an uncanny way of drawing my attention to my dis-ease, or to the things that are 'eating at me' from behind the scenes. Soul knows that if it really wants my attention, an image filled dream will come and then at the end of the dream, it will have something to do with illness, possibly cancer, or someone I've know from the past who has died of some dreaded illness. The unconscious does this to spoke me, to startle me awake so that I will pay tribute to these haunting apparitions. This is souls way of demanding my undivided attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This particular painting was done after such a dream. I've learned that to avoid such dreams and images is only an invitation for greater psychological disturbance - more unsettling dreams. So, I will often meditate on a dream, often record the dream in  journal, and occasionally something clicks and along comes a shift of awareness and I move deeper  into relationship with my self, and my truth, whatever it may be during a particular day or period in my life. Other times, journaling isn't enough, and the images must be approached in another fashion - without words or intellect. Seldom does the soul move from a linear pragmatical position, but instead answers and communion can only come by stepping into the non-linear imaginal real, where the attempt to literally translate is set aside and one's imagination is free to roam in areas that otherwise might be deemed as silly, stupid, childlike or childish, immature, bazaar, irresponsible, and at times even bordering on insane. This is where painting comes in for me. For others it can be honored in a host of different mediums.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of telling you about the dream that prompted this painting, I'm going to let the images speak for themselves, or better yet, I'll remain silent and instead, let your imagination take over. I will say this, though: Over the years, most of what has haunted me in dreams often, after time passes, after I have engaged these 'spooks' in some sort of meditation and creative artistic expression, these so called 'dis-eases' and 'ill-at-ease' aspects of my dreamworld (my psyche/soul) have transformed into some of my closest and healthiest friends and have been the fueling catalyst behind my writing, the Malcolm Clay Trilogy included.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mel Mathews, is the author of several novels, including the Malcolm Clay Trilogy: LeRoi ISBN 0977607607, Menopause Man ISBN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;0977607615&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &amp;amp; SamSara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISBN 0977607623 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Fisher King Press). His books are available from your local bookstore, a host of on-line booksellers, or you can order them directly from his website at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melmathews.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.melmathews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malcolmclay.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.malcolmclay.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheChroniclesOfAWanderingSoul/~4/QGLUpy7iI9s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.melmathews.com/feeds/153736274981588542/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36104827&amp;postID=153736274981588542" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36104827/posts/default/153736274981588542?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36104827/posts/default/153736274981588542?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheChroniclesOfAWanderingSoul/~3/QGLUpy7iI9s/facing-underworld-demons.html" title="Facing the Underworld Demons" /><author><name>Mel Mathews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561241470494754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3Th_ECN-pI/Sws9vLqLBkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Zq0cB7hwd4I/S220/Melcoverphoto.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3Th_ECN-pI/R6UIfFm5kqI/AAAAAAAAADw/hwbau9SLzwE/s72-c/blogima2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.melmathews.com/2008/06/facing-underworld-demons.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4HR384fCp7ImA9WhZUGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36104827.post-8788391871833488218</id><published>2008-06-08T15:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T08:08:56.134+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-12T08:08:56.134+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dreams" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="womb of existence" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unconscious" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="images" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="great mother" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="segway to the soul" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="primordial" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="primitive" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="archtype" /><title>Writer's Block: Fact or Fiction?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3Th_ECN-pI/R6UIN1m5kpI/AAAAAAAAADo/uYl3qW72PZM/s1600-h/Blogima3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162541581671699090" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3Th_ECN-pI/R6UIN1m5kpI/AAAAAAAAADo/uYl3qW72PZM/s400/Blogima3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by Mel Mathews&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Actually, I didn’t have writer's block when I painted all of these funny little symbols. Can't really say that I ever have had writer's block. Now, that's not to say that all  that I write has commercial value—quite the contrary. Yet, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; that I write has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;value&lt;/span&gt; and is in service to my evolving existence and authenticity. It may well be chaotic, insane, profane, and lack an ounce of structure or reason; however, it is still in service to my soul and creative process, much like these silly paintings that are posted on my blog, as they too share the same intrinsic value.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When these particular primitive images were painted, I was in the midst of writing my first novel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LeRoi&lt;/span&gt; and wanted to believe that I had writer's block, because I was lacking clarity about the direction in which the book was going. In reality, I was standing in my own way, believing that I could logically wrap my mind around the unconscious and squeeze it like an orange until my thirst was sated. That's one of the biggest lies I've told myself over the years, that I'm the one running the show and the unconscious is on a leash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Occasionally words don't come, but that usually means that I'm written out, all that wanted or needed expression has been expunged. When a vessel has been emptied, it is only normal that it should sit in an empty silence and organically complete this natural cyclical process of birth, life, death, and renewal, or as some might say, 'being born again.' This can be a difficult task when it is called for, to sit and wait in silence, in reverence of something far greater than me. I was brought up in a society and family whose values are rooted in hard work and forthrightness. I was taught to work hard, be honest and put forth my best efforts, and sooner or later I would be rewarded. And this very attitude often pays off when one is living in the conventional world and places value in the acquiring of material possession and the illusion of security that accompany such goods.&lt;br /&gt;
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I understand and support humanity's call to acquire material goods in order to meet the needs of our physical existence and wellbeing. However, when it comes to the creative process . . . well, no matter how well-off a person is materially, if one is not pregnant, how can one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; one's self to give birth? Birth happens to us, we are birthed; our creative impulses are given form from something far greater than our limited capacity—and most often futile attempts—to manipulate the cosmos. Sure, man and woman must come together and unite in order for a child to be conceived. Still, it is far more than just physical intercourse that creates us, that breathes the spirit of life into our bodies. We, as is the case with all living creatures, are miracles who for all practical, logical, reasons, should not even exist. Artistic expression, no matter the form, must also have this miraculous spirit breathed into it as expression takes form, and it can't be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;willed&lt;/span&gt; into existence any more than one can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; their heart to take its next beat.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I am at a loss for words to write, or lacking clarity, I will often turn a brown paper bag inside out, or take some other scrap of paper or cardboard that is lying around and begin to paint. I may meditate on my feelings of emptiness, or of feeling artistically impotent, perhaps a feeling of sadness, confusion—I am usually writing when I have access to my joy, sense of humor, anger and/or rage—but during these times of sadness, emptiness, impotence... I will meditate on the feelings and paint. And I don’t practice this ritual so that I can dispose of these negative feelings—quite the contrary. I sit with my self and meditate and paint my feelings in order to honor these very aspects of my humanity, pieces of me that want and need to be honored with something other than words. Then most often, after time passes, and when I'm able to step aside and not stand in the way by trying to force something—or better yet, stand aside and not BLOCK the creative process—this renewed energy can flow forth, refilling the empty vessel and breathing spirit into new forms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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