Carl Jung warned of the danger in splitting off from, rather than passing through, the “inferno” of our passions. Outrage, anger, grief – whatever life stirs up in us – if not felt, assimilated and passed through consciously, “dwell in the house next door” he says, and at any moment may shoot out a flame that will set fire to our own house. “Whenever we give up, leave behind, and forget too much, there is always the danger that the things we have neglected with return with added force.”

I have had recent dreams in which I was staying with someone next door and then began the move back into my own house. Something has been split off and is ready to return home. A dream last night offers clues, something I have been unaware, possibly in denial of, suddenly being revealed. It seems to relate to the feminine ancestral line. A friend I shared the dream with pointed out a missing link in the line, one of the generations wasn’t represented in the dream at all while 3 others were. That’s another clue. A missing piece.

Following dreams requires detective skills; activating our inner Sherlock. Some mystery wants to be solved here. A missing child to be returned to the fold.