“Heel the Ego, Heal Humankind”
Syzygy: Crossing the Bridge to Self is a 3-D experience via a reality self-help website, memoir, and excerpts from my dream journal. These tools enable me to document a life seeking authenticity in real time, introducing, exploring, and experimenting with tools and techniques (that if not coined, were embraced by Carl Gustav Jung). in hopes of making Jungian psychology universally accessible and useful to the millions who sense something missing or broken but who don’t know what it is or how to fix it.
As an amateur Jungian, I will attempt to fully submit myself and document on this website what Jung termed “individuation,” that is, my process of Self-discovery, a process of becoming aware of, integrating, and balancing the desires of my conscious ego with the repressed characteristics in my unconscious shadow through self-reflection and self-analysis so that I may lift the mask of my persona and discover my higher Self.
Throughout this process, I will try (and surely fail at times) to diligently question, evaluate, and analyze my motives and actions. I will also strive (and also fail at times) to develop a better understanding of myself and others through the continuous and simultaneous use and documentation of the Jungian-related tools I introduce on this website—including my memoir, which is also a tool to help me become better acquainted with my true Self.
Before discarding this physical body, I hope to bear witness to my personal psychic union of opposites—the syzygy—the Divine inner marriage of the masculine and feminine so that I might experience what it means to be whole, to be my authentic Self, to be conscious of my oneness with all organic and inorganic forms, to be conscious of my divine Source, and to know that it is impossible to separate from it, as a wave cannot be separated from the ocean.
A docudrama, Syzygy: Crossing the Bridge to Self began as a memoir, a kind of spiritual journey through a damaged psyche, based on truth but written in dramatic narrative. In search “for home, for mama, for truth, for something, I didn’t know what,” I wrote my memoir hoping in the process to end the war that waged within, to understand and heal my inexplicable anger with myself and others, and to understand and alleviate the feelings that something was wrong, something was missing, feelings that have haunted me my whole life.
In January 2013, to hopefully help others with similar struggles, and to put feelers out there for potential publishers, I decided to create a website (maybe a dozen pages or so, like about the writer, about the journey, about the cover, the preface and table of contents, etc.) as a marketing tool to promote my memoir.
In the year that followed I had an explosion of synchronicities, ideas, connections, and