For me, every morning is not just about getting up, but also about getting in. To emerge from the inner cover of the night and to be one with it as a passive participant in its underlying currents and constant flow. To become an active part of the psychic life of the world which is ordered by its own inner center and its intellect, which constantly holds together all opposites and balances all the different parts of life as a totality of a wholeness in which it is the self-organized inner midst. It holds together a world of psyche we both find ourselves in and which is inside of us. A condition and a psychological context that has been unconsciously given to us since our teens. But today the question instead arises, what now? I can see that the social life that I share with everyone has lost its cultural relation to the ecological and psychic balance that it organizes as the flow of our thoughts, ideas and impulses as both culture and Nature. As a reference to an intellect of something we can experience everywhere at the same time that we simultaneously embody it as an ordering of the mind. This relativization of my ego in relation to my mind creates a void in my relationship to the physical world, and if neglected, it creates a concern and anxiety not only in me but in everyone of us. We sense it as a disconnection from life that lacks contact with its cohesive inner parts. How is it possible to relate to this greater disintegration and fragmentation that this entails to a world not able to understand or ignoring this connection? As something that it does just to maintain its aggressiveness, and the defenses it has that distort the relationship we have to our inner organizing center that we constantly withhold from ourselves through others, before it is possible to see that our reality is a result of it.