Processing Grief

There’s a funny line in Edward Scissorhands. Edward reaches out his hands—which are actually scissors—and says to Diane, the Avon lady, “I’m not finished.” That line always struck me as strangely emotional. I never quite understood why. Maybe it was the sadness in the way the character said it. Or maybe it made me wonder what it means to be finished—to be done, to be complete. What if becoming whole doesn't mean becoming someone different, but learning to integrate all the different parts of our lived experiences into who we already are? Jung's idea of individuation offers a powerful way [...]