Every man carries within him the eternal image of woman

Published March 19, 2009 by axinia

 (image by swaps)

This is the only post on this blog which is not written by me, but by one friend. He has no his own blog yeat and I found his text so incredibly beautiful and valuable… and also so very fitting into this Shaktipower blog: just see for yourself why.


 Seeking Aphrodite

“Every man carries within him the eternal image of woman …

This image is fundamentally unconscious, an hereditary factor of primordial origin …

an imprint or ‘archetype’ of all the ancestral experiences of the female, a deposit, as it were, of all the impressions ever made by woman”

Carl Jung, Collected Works 17:338

“Every man carries within him the eternal image of woman … This image is fundamentally unconscious, an hereditary factor of primordial origin … an imprint or ‘archetype’ of all the ancestral experiences of the female, a deposit, as it were, of all the impressions ever made by woman” Carl Jung, Collected Works 17:338

All my life I have been haunted, and sometimes pursued by an angel archetype. I have wondered where this comes from? Encounters with this archetype have been the cause of experiences filled with otherworldly elation, wonder and beauty as well as incredible disaster, suffering and grief.

I have met this archetype in many forms throughout my life: it gave birth to me, I married it; I have loved it, lost and regained it several times over: it goes, but I know inside me it is never gone for long. It is too interested in me and I am too interested in it. So yes, it keeps returning in a slightly different shape, with minutely altered characteristics, but otherwise substantially the same. I see the cycles, I know the dramas, I have read the script, memorized the lines, and know the ending.

But my vision of it refuses to pass. This archetype resonates deeply inside me and all the efforts of wisdom, emotional pragmatism, and philosophic analysis have failed to eradicate this figure I seem to know so well, this tantalizing angel, this mischievous, eternally present Aphrodite, this vanishing and returning, fascinating and perplexing, milk skinned goddess figure who never allows me to fully forget her. Indeed, there are some deep patternings inside ourselves that elude rational analysis: “the heart has reasons of which reason itself is unaware”.

Every time I have gained and lost my archetype, I have also stepped across a threshold into a state of temporary tragedy. The tragic in life, as opposed to novel, film or play, however is never a state of absolute finality. The tragic moment in life is actually one of enormous redemptive power and potential. In tragedy we give birth to ourselves. And life demands from us the honesty to do this.

Our true self is always more complex, mysterious, elusive and resistant to analysis than the bright, extroverted persona we project at the world, and sometimes it takes tragedy to expose it, to bring it to light, because our true self contains our shadow too: the dark space within us that is filled with all that we hide and deny, all we yearn after and desire.

My archetype still glimmers at me from deep inside my shadow. We have pursued and fled from each other, magnetized and repelled, clung onto each other and let go of each other many times. And I am glad I have had those experiences. They have allowed me to struggle to give birth to who I am, to authentically produce myself myself as as a human being. As I have got older I have discovered life never gives you exactly what you want, but it does present opportunities for confrontation and illumination with the truth of who you are.

And what could be more generous?
by Caleb Williams


16 comments on “Every man carries within him the eternal image of woman

  • How beautiful Axinia!!! both the words and you. and the words exactly match with your picture. personiification of Love and compassion. no flattering please. the words just oozing out from my heart

  • oh, Sailaja…it is really embarassing…it it embarassing enough to put my picture to that wonderful words..
    but I just try to stick to the use of own/or my husbands photgraohy for blogging as it is much easier and finally has some personal vibrations…
    thanks, dear!

  • You know, this is like my short biography…especially, the words “I have also stepped across a threshold”.
    Good to know there is someone who thinks/lived like me….most men don’t accept this, so ordinary their lives.

    Axinia, accompanying this post…the photo becomes complete 🙂

    • I am so glad you appreciate this wonderful text by Caleb! I am sure all men experience it this way but they just do not realise that…

      thanks for thecompliment of the photo, what I feel is that althought is me but because of can not see the face properly, it seem to me to be also a kind of a general female image…that is why I dared to post is it to this article…

  • It so touching! It is such a subtle sensation.
    We all have eternal image of woman or man inside of our heart,
    and it is the other part of our Spirit, which is waiting for us
    to re-unite with it one day.

  • but NOW – I HAVE TO STEAL your post..

    let me quote this –> i need this .. post..

    allow me please…


  • thank you for the post. man and woman are not separable fundamentaly.Both are complementary to each other.

    Man and womwn is complimentary to each other.Thiis is a fundamental fact.

    Thank you for

  • By Jove! The words in this blog were absolutely incredible. That Caleb is an immensely talented writer. His words make me look at the subjective matter with objective eyes. A man with this much insight into what I would refer to as a feminine concept-the active inward reflection that we, women do so often that translates itself into the form of anxiety. This is not to say that men do not reflect, but I can assure anyone that our internal reflection and consequential anxiety outsources the amount of worry men are even allowed to experience. Caleb has reflected on a topic that women have come to accept and willfully attempt to mold themselves into, this said “archetype.” Men may all have different archetypes, or perhaps similar ones, but whatever the case, we as women are all trying to be that archetype he seeks. I, too, am a victim of trying to perpetuate Caleb’s denounced archetype.


    Enjoy a New World everyone

    Enjoy a World of lovely Oneness

    World of Joy and Bliss

    World of Serene Peace

    World of Compassion

    World of hearty Care

    Drench in its inexplicable beauty

    In the Lotus of Light

    In the Garden of Unity

    In the Ganga of Purity

    Where we are all One

    Veni Grig

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