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Thursday, September 3, 2015

Carl Jung: I have finished painting the ceiling in Bollingen...





Dear Aniela, 18 March 1957

Here too the weather has been indescribably beautiful, and this has most effectively prevented me from writing letters, but instead I have finished painting the ceiling in Bollingen and done more work on my inscription and-last but not least-rebricked the rivulets to prevent seepage and cooked some good meals and found and bought an excellent wine.

All this has rested me and cured me of various vexations.

But I won't speak of that.

Thank heavens I have no idea how great is the disorder or order of my correspondence.

My memory has the most astonishing holes in it, so that I often catch myself forgetting not only what I have done but more especially what I have not done.

It is therefore with a sigh of relief that I see from your letter that, what with the good weather and the necessary rest, you are gradually recuperating and hold out prospects of returning to Kusnacht.

I have just got back from the timelessness of Bollingen and found your letter and the very interesting article by Nowacki!

It is of great importance.

But I must give it a thorough thinking over.

I must stop now and say goodbye till Friday (hopefully).

Go on enjoying the spring in Tessin: here the weather has changed.

With cordial greetings and best wishes,

Yours, C.G. ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. II, Page 351.