Medusa carries within her the primordial spontaneous knowledge inherent in nature itself. She petrifies a one-sided and intellectual approach to the raw forces that belong to the independent stream of psychic life. Her connection with the unknown, with the depths of the seas, the dominion and power of the unconscious, horrifies our intellect which unjustly transforms her into a monster. She becomes a personification of the repressed exiled side of the daughter of an aloof and omniscient father. Our relationship to her as a counterpart in our inner conversation, which makes us reflect her back in a distorted way because of his intellectual demeanor. With which we also identify. But we are meant to reflect her back, to tap into the forces that work upon us, to learn to apply them and express her nature, and to come to terms with the violent intensity she brings into our lives. If we fail to reflect her image back to her, she will overwhelm us. So my thinking is that if the relationship with our father is distinctly intellectual and emotionally distant, then the closeness that cannot be expressed through our inner partner turns her into medusa. And all that which we must banish from her nature turns into the unrestrained impulsive reflection of her which we do not want to admit as participating in our relations with others. We transform ourselves into something that petrifies life instead of living it. This is why she first appears so seductive to us, belligerently attached as she is to the ideal of a father, with poisonous ideals which in a disguised form are presented as knowledge, before showing us her repressed primal, rejected and completely uninhibited sexuality and aggressive vulnerability. Medusa becomes the untamed dismembered dark side of our emotional needs. Who impulsively act for us without any personal consideration or emotional restraint whatsoever.