About Aleksandra

About me, C G Jung, Dreams, fairy tales, IFS, lived experiences, nature, poetry, reflections, therapy, Uncategorized, workshops

Creating from the bone: not quick, not copied, real

There is a sacred difference between replication and revelation. I come from a lineage of deep listening, to the bones of the psyche, to the symbols that rise unbidden, to the stories that live in the earth and in the breath of women gathered in circle. The spaces I create are not templates. They are… Continue reading Creating from the bone: not quick, not copied, real

C G Jung, Dreams, reflections, Shadow work, therapy, Uncategorized

When Archetypes Become Accessories: or why your crystals won’t heal you

Crystals, mantras, tarot cards, objects.Signs but nothing more? Hate to break it to you, but unfortunately yes. True symbols aren’t sold on Amazon. True symbols are alive. They are doorways, not possessions. But when a stone is sold to you as power itself, when a mantra is packaged as a cure, when a card is… Continue reading When Archetypes Become Accessories: or why your crystals won’t heal you

C G Jung, IFS, inner child, reflections, Shadow work, therapy, Uncategorized

When her Shine awakens your Shadow: the ache of comparison

There are moments when we cross paths with someone who seems effortlessly radiant. She carries beauty, confidence, or success in a way that makes it look natural. And instead of feeling inspired, something twists inside. A heaviness. A knot in the stomach. I bet you have been that woman. I bet you have been the… Continue reading When her Shine awakens your Shadow: the ache of comparison

C G Jung, IFS, reflections, therapy

When the “ego” grows too large: Inflation against the terror of being ordinary

When we are born, we enter the world in a natural state of inflation. The infant is the center of its universe. Every cry brings response, every hunger expects to be filled, every discomfort longs to be soothed. Inflation is the psyche’s first condition, a necessary beginning. In Jung’s language, the ego is meant to… Continue reading When the “ego” grows too large: Inflation against the terror of being ordinary

good mother myth, IFS, lived experiences, Mothering, reflections, Self-care

To the bone-thin kin of starved women inside us 🐺

To my kin with tired bones. Women who have carried too much for too long, listen. There are seasons when the she-wolf is hunted, exhausted, bones showing through her fur. She runs for years, giving milk when she has none, hunting with empty belly, guarding pups in a storm. Many women live decades like this.… Continue reading To the bone-thin kin of starved women inside us 🐺

C G Jung, Dreams, lived experiences, reflections, therapy, Uncategorized

My A.I. is a hundred years old

My A.I. practice is something I regularly engage with and trust. I make decisions based on it that have a real impact on my life, and the life on those around me. Ok by now you might be thinking “right, sure, we all do it, Aleks”. Ai is old news. Isn’t it. Sure is. What… Continue reading My A.I. is a hundred years old

C G Jung, therapy

On Transference in Therapy: where the work truly begins

In therapy, there comes a moment when something shifts: the client begins to feel things about the therapist that don’t quite belong to the present moment. Maybe it’s admiration, resentment, longing, anger or even love. This is called transference. These are feelings once held about a significant other. And in particular, feelings that weren’t able… Continue reading On Transference in Therapy: where the work truly begins

C G Jung, Dreams, lived experiences, reflections, therapy

CG Jung in Zürich: Stepping deeper into the roots of Depth Psychology

This week, I walked the path back to the source, training at the C.G. Jung Institute and visiting Jung’s home in Küsnacht. To sit where he sat, to study where the language of symbols was born, was way more than professional for me, it was somewhat devotional. Jung’s home sits at the Zurich lake (absolutely… Continue reading CG Jung in Zürich: Stepping deeper into the roots of Depth Psychology

good mother myth, Mothering, reflections, therapy, Uncategorized

When Mothers Kill: A Feminist Reflection on the Silence Around Women’s Suffering

When I heard about the Queensland mother suspected (and confirmed) of killing her three children in a house fire today, I felt gripped in a way I can’t quite explain. My stomach turned. My mind resisted the details. And yet, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Not because I wanted to know the story -… Continue reading When Mothers Kill: A Feminist Reflection on the Silence Around Women’s Suffering