Toni Wolff: The End of an Intimate Friendship
C. G. Jung and Toni Wolff entered their elder years1 the estrangement between them. only grew. Joseph Henderson certifies: “It is true that
in later years Toni Wolff and Jung saw less of each other.
This must have been a lonely time for her.”1 Just three months before: she died1 Toni nostalgically wrote to Helen Henley1 “Everything must come to an end1 and good things above all.”
But she continued to call upon Carl1 even though he. treated her with disdain, ignoring her at tea, and reading a detective novel rather than talking with her.
Ruth Bailey, who was present at these occasions, recalls:
She used to come to tea on Wednesdays when I was there …. She used to come to tea one day a week with him …. I was told not to go.
I would say, “Well, I will leave you now.” I would see their tea was there. “No, you stay and pour for us, Ruth,” he would say. Then he
would come and get his little book out of his pocket and read and leave me to talk to Toni. I used to feel terribly sorry for them. That
was a terrible situation.
Ruth felt great empathy for Toni, who even in her sixties, arrived outfitted
in her loveliest couturier gowns:
“She always looked marvelous and dressed beautifully. She would be so beautifully turned, and I used to feel so sorry for her. I would feel sorry for anybody when this came to an end.”4 Ruth wondered why Toni even bothered to visit: “I used to think, ‘Why do you ever come? I wouldn’t come if I were you.“‘
But Toni continued to call on Carl, never abandoning the hope that one day their love might revive, that the feelings of closeness between them. might
return as in their early days, yet she accepted whatever C. G. would give her. uch a woman,
Cara Barker concludes, “has learned to settle for scraps [and] with these she tries to fill the crevices of loneliness.”
Rather than grieving the end of the relationship, Toni Wolff attempted to hold onto even its barest threads.
Verena Kast, a Jungian analyst who has written on the experience of personal loss, observes: Many deal “with loss by anxiously clinging to what is already lost. But in so doing, one dries up emotionally; life becomes empty and meaningless .”
Toni Wolff had committed herself to a relationship with Carl whatever the cost, and she experienced the painful truth that Jung had written years earlier:
“Love is always a problem. Love is a force of destiny whose power reaches from
heaven to hell.”
DISAPPOINTMENT TURNS TO BITTERNESS
As a result of her disappointment, extreme disillusionment overtook Toni. She turned acidic, bitter, and closed in spirit. She began to atrophy, as a heart stricken by ill-fortune and left unredeemed will eventually use itself up and bleed dry.
Jane Wheelwright recalls: “She was cold as ice.”
Wolff had expressed, at the beginning of her relationship with Jung, that the loss of love will “eventually collapse” a woman’s feeling nature.
Thirty years before, in his book on the psychological types, Jung had similarly warned that, of all the psychological types, the introverted-thinkin
g individual-the orientation that best described Toni-runs the risk of becoming “poisoned by a kind of sediment of bitterness.”
Clarissa Pinkola Estes issues the same warning:
A woman who places herself in an untenable emotional box will grow “bitter to the end of [her] days.”
At last, Toni scorned love itself as a maudlin sentimentality, little more than an uninformed infatuation.
David Hart witnessed a piercing moment during one of her seminars at the C. G. Jung Institute in which her grim sentiment
became apparent:
We were concentrating on the nature and meaning of analytic work, and one of the Swiss members, a man, asked her, “Is not the great
therapeutic agent in analysis-love?”
Her response was surprising, even shocking. “Love! What is love!”
She laughed him to scorn …. Miss Wolff found it ridiculously sentimental … the notion that love had anything to do with psychological healing.
Most telling of all, she thereby revealed this absurd sentimentality was, in her opinion, what love was all about.
I could not comprehend the full import of her outburst at the time. Only later, once aware of the course of her relationship with Jung, did I connect it with the disappointment and disillusionment she probably suffered in her later years.
Indeed, Marie-Louise von Franz remarks1 “Such people write off love as this or that land in the process even write off themselves.”
Toni Wolff now turned increasingly to alcohol and cigarettes to alleviate her pain.
But even in this hardened place in the psyche1 in the abyss lying beyond sadness and disappointment-in utter emptiness-a wisdom can still penetrate, but only if the human quality of feeling intercedes.
Salt, an ageless symbol for bitterness1 points also to wisdom.
The Catholic Church traditionally employs salt1 along with a priest’s blessing1 to transform ordinary water into holy water.
Alchemically, it is the same: Salt plays a major role in the process of transformation1 but only when the vehicle of water-in psychological terms the feeling nature-is introduced as a catalyst.
Then1 the natural bitterness of salt is converted into holiness. Jung explains in Mysterium Coniunctionis:
Apart from its lunar wetness and its terrestrial nature, the most outstanding properties of salt are bitterness and wisdom … so bitterness
and wisdom would form a pair of opposites with a third thing between.
The factor common to both, however incommensurable the two ideas may seem, is, psychologically, the Junction of feeling.
Out of the depths of hell1 Marie-Louise von Franz confirms, a renewing water can flow, the “water of life,” the element that bathes away the sorrows of life and softens the curse of “rigidity and hardening.”
This attribute is the psychological quality of feeling.
But Toni Wolff failed to drink from this sacred well-psychologically to feel-and more importantly to grieve-the kind of mourning that meets, in the words of Cara Barker, a “wounding so deep that even the woman who suffers it doesn’t know its full depths.” ~Nan Savage Healy, C.G. Jung and Toni Wolff: A Collaboration, Pages 287-289
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