Letter from C. G. Jung to Sigmund Freud, February 20, 1910

Küsnach Zürich, 20 February 1910

Dear Professor Freud,

As a matter of fact I did think you had something practical in mind with your proposal about the I. F. I have discussed it with various people here, they are all very skeptical about the popularity of the organization. Nevertheless I think it would do no harm to lay the matter before the Nuremberg Congress. Perhaps certain people who join privately will produce the necessary ferment. Have you any objection? My last letter was naturally another of those rampages of fantasy I indulge in from time to time. This time unfortunately it hit you, which was probably the intention. All sorts of things are cooking in me, mythology in particular, that is to say mythology should gain by it, for what is cooking is the nuptial complex as is evidently fit and proper at my time of life. My dreams revel in symbols that speak volumes, for instance my wife had her right arm chopped off (I had injured my thumb the day before, thus lending a helping hand to self-castration). Luckily the Walpurgis Nights of my unconscious do not affect my capacity for work although my mythology is temporarily at a standstill, partly because of the Jahrbuch and partly because of the crush of patients, which thank heavens