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Cracking the Red Egg | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. Cracking the Red Egg. After a severe heart attack seven years ago and desperately depressed, something in me suggested I make some drawings. Although I had no experience in art, it did make sense that drawing could be therapeutic, and I was reminded of the drawings of Carl Jung and his patients. I found a computer program to help me draw, and over the next nine months a series of twenty-seven images presented themselves. I understood the idea of...

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The Stone Enso | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. For whatever reasons, it seemed that one of the structures needed at the stone sanctuary would be a sunken circle of stones, a sunken enso. Old trampoline frames which are 14 feet wide can come in very handy to outline such projects, and there just happened to be one at the local transfer station. So the digging began, and to my amazement all the stones needed to complete the stone circle were within the area I had chosen to dig. I Heard the Sto...

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I Heard the Stones Call my Name… | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. I Heard the Stones Call my Name…. A good stone can be hard to find. I was about to run out of stones, and had resigned myself to another four hour expedition to get a truck load of rocks. As I was approaching the transfer station, a voice in my head said. So, on the spur of the moment, I turned into the transfer station. What were the chances? Posted May 5, 2013 by News from the Psyche: A Jung Hearted Exploration. Laquo; Getting to Bedrock.

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Healng in a Stone Circle | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. Healng in a Stone Circle. On an intuitive impulse and a warm fall day for Fairbanks, I took a client to the Stone Sanctuary for the first time. I had worked with this client for a number of years, one of the few clients I have worked with who experience multiple personalities. She then spontaneously drew a circle with a cross in the center in the sand, and said in a young boy’s voice, Nobody knows I am here. I have been hiding in the woods.

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Buddha in the Stones | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. Buddha in the Stones. The stone symbolized something permanent that can never be lost or dissolved, something eternal that some have compared to the mystical experience of God within one’s own soul. It symbolizes what is perhaps the simplest and deepest experience, the experience of something eternal that man can have in those moments when he feels immortal and unalterable. Man and his Symbols. The stones saved my life, on many levels. You are c...

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About Steve Parker | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. Steve Parker is a clinical and cardiac psychologist with a deep interest in the work of Carl Jung. After 25 years in Alaska, he currently lives on Whidbey Island in Puget Sound. In the summer of 2011 and 2012, he built the Circles of Stones Sanctuary. In Fairbanks, Alaska. He is the author of Heart Attack and Soul: In the Labyrinth of Healing. For more information, go to www.drsteveparker.com. To contact him: heartcurrents@gmail.com.

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The Hidden Hand of G. | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. The Hidden Hand of G. While building the Stone Sanctuary, coincidences seemed to happen far more than one would expect. Ideas and stones kept falling into place so frequently that it made me feel there were some hidden forces behind the whole endeavor. I came across Joseph Campbells quote from Bill Moyer’s interview:. Inspired by Campbell’s statement, I thought I would make a large hand of stone in tribute to the Hidden Hand of G. You are commen...

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Animal Instincts | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. While sitting on the cabin roof in September, having a cup of coffee and looking over the landscape of the sanctuary, I saw that there was a natural entrance to the sanctuary between two young birch trees. I found the largest remaining stones, and began construction of the portal. The day after I finished was one of those fall days where the mist rises from the land in the new heat of the morning sun. Laquo; Buddha in the Stones. The Hidden Hand...

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Dream Prequel to the Stone Sanctuary | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. Dream Prequel to the Stone Sanctuary. In my early thirties, two college friends and I floated down a wilderness river in Alaska’s interior. After about nine days, we lost track of time and no longer even knew what day of the week it was. Around the campfire, my English major friend decided to recite a verse he knew from the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam:. And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky,. Where under crawling coop’t we live and die,. Enter you...

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The Lynx and the Rising Moon | Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary

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Reflections from the Stone Sanctuary. Essays along the way. The Lynx and the Rising Moon. Every morning at the Stone Sanctuary I would first water the pumpkins. Then build a fire and make some coffee. I would walk the paths, sit on the cabin roof, sit on different stones, listening for what needed to be done. It just so happened that directly east of the bear tracks I had planned to build a rising moon from some quartz stones I had collected. Laquo; I Heard the Stones Call my Name…. You are commenting us...