I'm angry at you because of the part of me that you represent

Jung teaches us that the images of loved ones or rocks or anything in out dreams are archtypes, projections of ourselves in our unconscious mind.

I believe (though I don't know that the good doctor went this far) that our everyday, waking experiences hold the same symbolism. I had, recently, a tense moment with a loved one and perhaps this person's behaviors irritated me so because of I saw this behavior in myself.

Not rocket science, really, but worth reminding myself about this.

Maybe everything everything carries this symbolism. Maybe portents and signs, the shreiks of devils and the whispers of angels are a deafening chorus, surrounding us. And we simply choose, often, not to hear it.