After my wife’s death in 1955, I felt an inner obligation to become what I myself am.
To put it in the language of the Bollingen house, I suddenly realized that the small central section which crouched so low, so hidden, was myself! I could no longer hide myself behind the “maternal” and the “spiritual” towers.
So, in that same year, I added an upper story to this section, which represents myself, or my ego-personality….
It might also be said that I built it in a kind of dream.
Only afterward did I see how all the parts fitted together and that a meaningful form had resulted: a symbol of psychic wholeness.
It did develop, like an old seed which would have germinated.
Memories, Dreams and Reflections
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