“I am an orphan, alone; nevertheless I am found everywhere. I am one, but opposed to myself. I am youth and old man at one and the same time. I have known neither father nor mother, because I have had to be fetched out of the deep like a fish, or fell like a white stone from heaven. In woods and mountains I roam, but I am hidden in the innermost soul of man. I am mortal for for everyone, yet I am not touched by the cycle of aeons” (Jung, 1989).
If the divine and the life force are one, it has entered the world through humans. Who better than us to express the compassion of knowing the forgotten, attending to the neglected, and, of joining with the band of outsiders. Orphans and adoptees have tremendous power, in mythology and real-life.
How will we use it? Is this the time to think about the responsibility for good we each carry?