'Please forgive me. I am you'

'Please forgive me. I am you'. This sentence I wrote, has been quite present in Module one.
It was written before I made the following soundscape:

This soundscape accompanied a ritual I created at the end of Module one. I asked people of our IMPP group to join me individual for this ritual at the Berlin Wall Memorial in Berlin Mitte. At the end of the ritual, I threw a rope over the Berlin wall that stood in between us. On this rope were questions placed:

I read questions of oppositions. Questions that separate. One or the other.
At the end, I read somehow a recognition. Or an insight. A glimpse of...an awakening? An awakening towards wholeness? Oneness? Interconnectness of all that lives? 'I am you'.
To hear in the soundscape the inspiring words of Martin Luther King and to recognise that that is you? And than to hear the hateful Hitler and to recognise that that is also you? These opposites that live out there. In here. In me. In you.

Are the questions the recognition of shadow? The beginning of integration?
Marcela Lobos writes:

The individuation process drives us to realize the Self that encompasses our entire being. In doing so, the ego, the regulating agent or our conscious awareness, begins to notice and accept reality exactly as it is rather than trying to manipulate it to what it wishes to be.
To this end, we must admit reality it all its shades from bright to dark. We must recognize all our reactions from joy and freedom to terror and anguish. We must face the aspects of our personality that makes us feel insecure, awkward, shameful, or afraid-- everything that we push away because it is uncomfortable, to say the least. Jung called this unrecognized area the "shadow", which becomes bigger and darker the more we ignore our totality in all its forms: good, bad, ugly and infinitely fabulous.

Marcela Lobos - Awakening your inner shaman

Questions that separate...
These fotos and writing are from the same period:

I see on the photos a world separate from the viewer. It is out there. The golden woman cannot be reached and life seems to happen on the other side of the bars. The writing questions who is responsible for the bars: do we place them ourselves?

In 'The Course in Miracles' ('a spiritual masterpiece') and for spritual teacher Eckhart Tolle the teaching of ego is very important. They see the ego as something negative and for individual and collective growth one needs to let go of ego. For C.G. Jung, the ego was by no means an evil psychic content to be shaken off, but on the contrary, an extremely valuable instrument for gaining awareness and developing our spirituality.
The word 'ego' in Eastern religions is defined differently than in Jung's definition. It turns out that what is called ego in the East is very similar to what is called shadow in Jung's psychology and shadow indeed needs to be unmasked and integrated. Eckhart Tolle and a Course in Miracles define ego the same as Eastern religions.
Ego explained through 'The Course in Miracles':

What is the ego? The ego is quite literally the thought of separation. Separation from God, from your true Self and from others. It is a branch that has started for itself. A wave that thinks it can exist without an ocean. A match that shouts that it is bigger than the sun. All an impossibility. But the ego has drawn a circle around itself and now declares that this is the only reality for you.

Willem Claudemans - Entrances to a Course in Miracles

When ego for the Course in Miracles is what C.G. Jung calls shadow, I can reflect on these photos and writing the same as the Ritual at the Berlin Wall: there is an awakening towards separation and therefor aswell to its opposite: wholeness, interconnectness.

A couple of weeks later, I made another soundscape, called 'Aliveness within':

I hear indeed aliveness. Many voices. Many sounds. Many messages. A chaotic dance from within?
Who is talking? Are those my voices? All that lives in me? All that lives in us?

Research shows us that more than two thousand messages move through the brain even before words come out of one's mouth. People pick up these unspoken voices inside us, carried in the vibration and tone of what we say. So many voices, and yet most of them conceal a deeper longing to be seen and heard, not just for what we have achieved, but simply for who we truly are. Paradoxically, the way we express ourselves in everyday life is largely determined by how safely or adventurously we wish to live and play. Our personality habits are sustained by lifelong, ingrained, taken-for-granted assumptions about what is good and bad, right and wrong. This hypnosis of the mind derives form a life of inhibition, separateness, unfulfilled dreams, fear, and a belief that duality is the only reality, leaving us no choice but to spend our lives struggling between the oppositions of pleasure-pain, success-failure, happiness-sadness, win-lose.

Chloë Goodchild - The naked voice

And I can ask again: Did I start to awaken to the concept of wholeness and to awareness of separation? Did a recognition start of all the voices within the world and so within oneself?
Was that voice once one? Did it split in many?
One voice that has split into many...It reminds me of this writing of mine, when being asked to write a creation story:

There was a big purple space.
Purple with darker shades.
Suddenly parts of the shade began to move. Very, very slowly. So slowly that you almost couldn't see it.
The movements became bigger. And there arrised shapes out of the movements.
A female body.
The moving became faster and faster. It became to look like a dance.
A wild dance.
Her body moved in all possible ways.
It became so wild that her body couldn't hold itself anymore.
Still dancing, it ripped itself apart.
Bodyparts were flying through the darkness and stayed in the empty space.
All by itself.
Every body part needed it's own energy to survive in this new space.
Being alone for the first time.
Some grew, some stayed the same shape.
Some grew fast, some grew slow.
Some made sounds, some grew quietly.

One body splits into many: a fragmented body. What message does this story carry? The story of how humans came into existing?

As Jung described it,  'individuation means becoming a single, homogenious being, and, in so far as individuality embraces our innermost, last, and incomparable uniqueness, it also implies becoming one's self. We could therefore translate individution as "self-realization."
The individuation process drives us to realize the Self that encompasses our entire being. In doing so, the ego, the regulating agent or our conscious awareness, begins to notice and accept reality exactly as it is rather than trying to manipulate it to what it wishes to be.
To this end, we must admit reality it all its shades from bright to dark. We must recognize all our reactions from joy and freedom to terror and anguish. We must face the aspects of our personality that makes us feel insecure, awkward, shameful, or afraid-- everything that we push away because it is uncomfortable, to say the least. Jung called this unrecognized area the "shadow", which becomes bigger and darker the more we ignore our totality in all its forms: good, bad, ugly and infinitely fabulous.
Jung also emphasized the need to acknowledge the mask we wear to show up in the world: the "persona". This is not our authentic self, but the image we pretend to be. For our individuation, it is crucial to distinguish how the opposite gender lives in each on of us. As women we have a masculine essence known as animus; as men, we are accompanied by the feminine spirit, or anima.
These are all fundamental milestones in our innate quest to Self-realization. This pursuit is at the core of our human existence, yet it is ignored by the greed of civilization and forgotten by our materialistic society. Thankfully, there are curious individuals and wise traditions that never gave up the quest for meaning and solace. Today, these are oases of sacredness in a profane world, offering us true guidance to become individuals with a sense of value and belonging.

Marcela Lobos - Awakening your inner Shaman