“I forgot my strength.”
He forgot his strength.
Hanumān is son of the wind. As a child he reaches for the sun. Cursed to forget his powers until they are needed, he lives as a capable servant among the vānaras. When the sea must be crossed to find Sītā, Jāmbavān reminds him who he is. He grows. He leaps. He finds. He burns a city and brings a mountain of herbs when a single plant is not enough.
He tears open his chest in some images and Rāma is there. The point is not masochism. The point is a heart that has a true north.
Inspect
INTERPRETATION
Hanumān is forgotten capacity. Many people live a smaller voltage because some early reaching was punished. The friend who reminds you is part of the myth. Devotion is the channel that lets the voltage move without electrocuting the house.
The shadow
The curse of smallness after it has expired. Power without a true north.
Four lookings
Campbell
What sea would you cross if you remembered your size?
von Franz
Where are you still living under a curse of smallness that has already expired?
Hillman
If your chest were opened, what name would be written there, and is it still the right one?
Coelho
Who is trying to remind you, and have you treated them as an omen or a nuisance?