Aldo Carotenuto, a leading exponent of the school and teacher of Jungian Personality Psychology at the University La Sapienza of Rome, died on 14/02/2005 in Rome.
His last article published by "Il Mattino".
Love can not belong to the earthly dimension and material.
It touches our lives like a gentle breeze, which lets in intangible and indescribable feeling, but still overwhelming. This
should remain and, as such, should be experienced: as an inner strength that transformed the face of the beloved, which distorts the meaning of our actions, positive energy that pervades our days. If you really want to find a point of contact between reality and illusion, the movement should be from the second towards the first.
Conversely, the illusion that it could not be mortified by the coercive dimension of reality. This is not to say that we must let go-ahead to that "shared madness" that is love, but simply that his vital energy is used to pursue more vigorously and consistently the life of every day, then leaving a unspoilt area of \u200b\u200bmadness to your imagination, a small gap through which to pass from one dimension to another.
Plato is even talk of 'divine madness', an expression of comprehensive, adequate and sufficient to describe the sort of "rapture" of which the lovers are victims and artisans. Faced
beloved, the lover feels a sense of fullness and incredible at the same time, it has the hint of having lived up to that point in a state of deprivation: its presence is a source of wealth that seems to have endless possibilities.
Experience seems to tell us is the proximity to cause trouble: the man or woman to which our attention heads, catch us irreparably, hugging hot emotional and overwhelming. In truth, the love lives and feeds off of what happens in us, our inner self. Being on which we have stopped our eyes and conveyed our desire for us to assume a unique meaning: it is indispensable because only he can evoke in us deep inside dimensions and peculiar. In truth, the dynamic of love, is captured, kidnapped, an object that appears to be endowed with the extraordinary quality to match exactly the interiority of his own desire.
why the state of being in love always puts us before something incomprehensible: the Other is atopos, that is, "unclassifiable," because his distinction also means his knowledge. For the duration of falling, try to ask ourselves what is full of secrets and charm, is in reality an attempt to translate the mystery and subversive that attraction into an experience known and understood.
In fact, since the love - falling in love and above all - has the traits of true vision, you should understand the limits beyond potential. As beautiful and ecstatic vision may be, in itself does not lead to nothing but the stillness of contemplation.
A vision can not be restrained in any way, but can be a different attitude to life. Then start that perilous path that leads from the image to its embodiment, a path that keeps us in suspense until the last. Able to arouse in us emotions uncontrollable, sometimes negative, destructive, when things do not go as we would like, when there is an obstacle to the realization of our dreams.
On the other hand we can not talk about love without being aware of the dangers it hides.
The moment in which sworn eternal love, we also understand that this is a 'false oath "of which we can not guarantee in any way the outcome. Everything is set to change, especially people, so every promise has a good chance of being hijacked
.
But this should be enough to make us abandon the seduction of an illusion? Perhaps the prospect of failure can hold us back from the call of love? I think not. While trying to understand, to comprehend, we would never abandon the illusion that everything, glare, allows and supports our falling in love, always leaving behind a nostalgic reminder: the harbinger of a new vision. Aldo Carotenuto
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