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The writer, Dr. Nandor Fodor's daughter, would like to quote in full the following from an unpublished manuscript by her father, God and the Devil on the Couch:*
In my early analytical days I used to keep a dream diary, and on and off I kept up the habit until 1944. I began reading Jung's Integration of the Personality† on July 1, 1940. That night I had a dream which I will now quote from my temporary record:
I was back in time, maybe a hundred or hundred and fifty years, in England, and I had a memory picture of a coal mine. The position in memory corresponded with that bit of land which once belonged to my father and was cut off from the main property on which our house stood by a street that cut across. The mine looked primitive. I had a look and after that I was still searching for it, now elsewhere.
I was about to plod over a long and fairly wide plowed road that was leading to the Thames. On the left side of this road I saw the mine again, primitive as it was supposed to be, way back in time. Nearby there was a cross, one of those—like Charing Cross—that the British King had built, and it was protected by a pillar-like structure, similar to those that support Gothic Churches, from any damage that working around the mine might cause.
Having traversed the long plowed road I arrived at the Thames. There was a building on my right and a man was sitting in an enclosure, or rather in a fenced-off place. I could not express myself clearly and only said: Coal, meaning that I wanted to know where the coal mine was. He said it would be alongside the river to my left.