The turn from 19th century hydraulic, “linear,” propulsive-impulsive, dramaturgical, ‘protagonistic’ (i.e. heroic) depth psychology, is a “turning into” the unframeable frame: so the move is surely post-Jungian, it develops a new order, is meta-psychological, resolves to living dynamic valences, allows a creative (sometimes dialectic,) interplay of psychological knowledge.
In this last sense, the interplay is something creative betwixt reduction and expansion. There is no way out of the cave except to leave its concerns. In doing this, it is my sense, that we step out into the light of knowing much much less, of even knowing hardly anything at all; this is to step into the mysteries of the question.
Conceptually, my own position triangulates Jamesian* empiricism, (what is to me ‘throughness,’ although radical empiricism is more commonly sensible a term;) phenomenology, and, the constructive-poetical. It’s unseen ‘fourth’ is learning from creative experience, which is to say synchronies and synchronicities may erupt from their mysterium to change the ‘state’ of awareness.
The departure from a deterministic ecology of the unconscious is manifest in my experiential findings counter-suggestive of simple reductions. The best example is this: “Ego” is not the one axiom about reception of the darn broadcast! So, for me, the play of cosmi doesn’t get tuned in by some decisive sensibility. It’s not even so as a matter of two directions, inner-turned toward the spectral consciousness, outer-turned toward the ‘out there’ of phenomena. Co-origination makes possible co-interdependence. It’s out of time.
Thus, what I sense is positive awareness and negative capability. Higher orders may seem ‘magical’ to lower orders. Strictness is always confined.
Nevertheless, I return to the simplest moment. It is the exchange of searching gazes; and, it is the paradoxical submission to both not knowing and the aspiration to make a difference.
*neutral monism is better: transcendent monism, or, processual monism may be better yet. But, it’s being a naive realist that allows me to face each day after a cup of java or two.