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Day 2: Reflections on the Psyche


This post is part of my 30-day journey reflecting on Carl Jung’s teachings and how they unfold in my own life. Each day, I explore a different aspect of the psyche, inner growth, and self-discovery through personal reflection.

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I’m starting to notice that my mind has different layers. It’s not just thoughts and memories — it’s more like a house with rooms I visit often and rooms I’ve forgotten exist.

Jung described the mind as having layers: the conscious mind, the personal unconscious, and the collective unconscious. I used to think knowing myself meant just noticing what I feel right now. But I’m learning there are deeper parts quietly shaping my choices — old experiences, hidden fears, or things I didn’t fully process.

Sometimes I see these layers in small moments — when I react strongly to something small, or when a dream sticks in my mind all day. It feels like a gentle tap from within, asking me to pay attention.

There’s the part of me the world sees — my words, my expressions, my calm exterior. Then there’s another layer beneath it — doubts, fears, and desires I’ve kept hidden. Deeper still is something quiet and vast, a feeling of connection to life beyond just myself. Jung called this the collective unconscious, but for me, it’s like a hidden ocean of stories, waiting to be noticed.

I’m learning not to rush these discoveries. I don’t need to understand everything at once. Each layer carries something important — something I once needed to protect, something I’m now ready to meet.

Today, I choose to listen.
Not to the loud thoughts in my head, but to the quiet whispers from inside, reminding me there’s more to me than what I show on the surface.

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