A broad range of individuals have explored the writings and thinking of Jung inwardly and are longing for community-based events which can bring discussions around Jungian and post-Jungian concepts into common parlance and daily living. Many others have either never heard of Jung at all, or have been minimally exposed to his rich legacy of thought. Our core organizing group believes in the enduring value and relevance of Jungian ideas in the face of contemporary culture and conflicts. We see unlimited potential in outgrowths of library discussions intended to elucidate, illuminate, and evolve Jungian concepts, many of which are deeply embedded in modern culture but are often either rendered incompletely, stripped of depth and texture, or entirely misrepresented. We look forward to being the go-to community in the Tampa Bay area for exploration of these topics. Our hope is to engage the public with fresh and stimulating activities and options that promote self-reflection, discernment, and inspiration at the level of soul, while simultaneously fostering a sense of community and interconnectedness.
First Thursday Reading Groups
Reading group discussions generally occur on the first Thursday of the month and are grounded in Jungian studies, member interests, and cultural and civic exigencies. Discussions around single books may be held over more than one session. Attendance at all is not required; attend all, or as many as you choose. All Reading Group events are FREE.
Reading groups are FREE, but space is limited. Please reserve your spot today.
For a list of all upcoming Reading Groups and to Reserve your space at our next event, click here.
The Jungian Film Festival, consisting of a curated collection of film showings, each followed by a group/panel discussion geared toward exploring the film’s aesthetic content, inherent themes, and symbolic motifs using Jungian concepts is in the works. Watch your newsletter or the Events page for the most up-to-date information.
The unconscious speaks to us through symbols that, according to Jung’s definition, appeal to and fascinate consciousness because they contain a gradient of something unknowable. Symbols have the capacity to engage the whole of the psyche. Creativity requires a willingness to lean into the unknown and a receptiveness to thoughts, images, and impulses that want to break into conscious life. Individuation is likewise an art; one that can inform and inspire artistic expression. The intersection between a work of art and an engaged viewer creates a transformative space that has the capacity to instigate the creative process anew, and further the individuation process of those involved in the exchange. The Library’s online gallery seeks to cultivate an interactive space to support individuals and artists wishing to enter into conversation with one another and with an ever-broadening palette of archetypal ideas.
Neverne Covington has drawn and painted since childhood. Having grown up in the American South, she found an endless source of inspritaiton in the resplendent light, verdant landscape, and botanical diversity of her surroundings. The imagery that comes to life in her work is inspired both by direct observation and memory. The forms in her work are combinations of abstraction and figuration, which address the flow of time and movement and the rhythm of nature.
Poetry speaks to us through image, metaphor, and allegory. It asks us to hone our senses and internal mechanisms of perception. Reading poetry can give the effect of stepping into a restorative and vivifying stream—one which originates from a vast and mysterious source, gains ground and form as it enters through the doorways of human consciousness, and whose message reaches beyond any one person’s experience of it, or any singular moment in time.
The Romantics held that the poet was a mediator and messenger of the divine. Jung contended that the same was true of the individual, and more, that it falls to each of us to fulfill this task of mediation and aesthetic expression of our own uniqueness. This can prove difficult at times in the face of an abundance of individual, social, and cultural obstacles. Yet, the poets provide us a fresh and generative current when the waters of daily life tend toward stagnation…
Tall and proud, A young wave Approaches the beach Its eagerness on bold display As it flaunts a perfect 1.618 curl
Connecting with the hard reality of the shoreline The wave is born onto the land In a sizzling collapse of spray and foam
Humbled, but not defeated, It races up, up, And into the strange new world
As the wave explores, The land shapes it, Morphing our wanderer into a swollen peninsula That mirrors its once-magnificent curl
The wave looks different now, But it is still a wave Sometimes, it has strange dreams Of running on top of the ocean A mighty cockscomb blast arcing from its top
But all too soon, the journey ends, And the wave recedes, Merging back into the deep black, Where its dreams turn out to be true
Occasionally, waves leave parting gifts Pearls from the great beyond But these gifts, like the wave that bore them, Are fleeting, and easy to miss if you don’t pay attention
There is the wave, And there is the ocean — But not really
The wave is vain; It knows it is unique A precious, one-of-a-kind individual That has never existed before And never will again
Silly wave. Don’t you know there is only the ocean?
To the wave, whose whole existence Involves fluidity and motion, The stolid line of rock and sand is The most alien of destinations, The subject of much curiosity, And an excellent opportunity for adventure
To the ocean, The beach is of long acquaintance, A friendly rival and constant companion; Since forever, they have been Frenemies on an epic scale
And yet, and yet… Even the ocean must experience the land One wave at a time
These intrepid voyeurs Sent to oscillate Between the eternal And the manifest
Each foray to the high-tide line A brief reconnaissance A wondrous experience Never to be repeated
Then, the circle closes with reunification A natural transition; A gentle slip Wave to ocean, Me to We, Flesh to Spirit
A return to the whole Where the tale of wave and beach Will be conveyed …and remembered
In this way, the ocean learns of its neighbor One glimpse at a time; Assembling its understanding In a celestial, flickering, Picture-show for the ages