The box is bigger than I had imagined and I hurry to open it knowing it is the book I have been waiting for. I don’t know why I have waited so long to buy it, but something about this book scares me. Written almost a hundred years before being published for the first time in 2009, Jung’s deeply personal illustrated manuscript chronologues his struggle with madness and crisis after his split with Freud. It feels like an invasion into his private world–the family held it for years before agreeing to have it published–but curiosity and an renewed interest in his work made me finally order it. I open Jung’s Liber Novus. Jung had a complicated relationship with Freud–when first they met they talked for 12 hours straight–and come 1913 they…