Jung was an inspiration, a bunch of seeds spread out by a strong wind over the vast land of rational thought. Jung was an attitude. Jung was one of the forgotten facets of the prism of consciousness. His legacy, the sum of his insights and proposals, is not a theory stamped with the sign of a registered mark. On the contrary, his discoveries and working hypotheses were a gift to culture, were his individual response to the paradoxes of reality, the uncertainties of knowledge and the pain and glory of life itself. If I were to use a minimalist style, I would say, in one phrase, that the quintessence of his contribution was a proposal for a way of being and thinking, namely: what we call “me”, “out there” or “reality” is not reduced to what meets the eye. His invitation was open to anyone: let us try to exercise a careful, constant and progressive observation of the manifestations of the unconscious in all levels of experience, in every act of apprehension of the meaning of existence. “Unconscious”, for him, is not just that part of my or your biography that is unknown to us, but that part of reality that is not taken into account simply because it cannot be directly observed, measured, described or conceptualized. Jung knew that the unknown exists and the task of his life was to invent or discover 364ways and tools to approach the unapproachable, to coin words to refer to the transcendent, to make room for the unmanifested in the realm of experience–in his case, the unlighted areas of the psyche.