Rix Weaver (by Olive Mason)
The C.G. Jung Society of W.A. (Inc.) started life in 1954
as the Analytical Psychology Club of W.A. The founder was
Zürich trained Jungian Analyst Mrs. M.I. Rix Weaver.
She was a remarkable woman and I would like to tell you some
stories about her and something of the history of the "Jung Club"
as we called it. This is Part 1. Those of you who knew Rix
may care to send in a story of your own.
Rix was born on the 12th December 1902 and died on August 31st
1990. The photo at left was taken about 1963. Some of you
may remember her poodle.
"It is important that women do not simply exist until they
are faced with a hollow in their lives," she used to say.
"They should plan. Children prefer to see a mother who has
a life and interest of her own rather than demanding that
they visit her on Sundays."
Rix Weaver planned well, lived fully and pursued a surprising
number of interests. She made furniture, hats and clothes,
she was a recognised graphologist (handwriting analyst),
she sang and danced, designed gardens and a house for her
bedridden mother. She painted, wrote novels and psychological
texts, studied Aboriginal myths and lectured in Switzerland
and America on the same. She was a traveller, adventurer,
historical researcher, teacher, student of micro-physics
and even showed an interest in water divining - strong
enough for her to attend a conference on it in Britain's
Bognor Regis. She was also a practical and supportive mother.
Back in the nineteen forties Rix Weaver was a household name.
Her novels, Behold New Holland, New Holland Heritage and
Beyond Cooralong were serialised and broadcast by ABC
radio. Behold New Holland was read by teenagers as part
of their high school curriculum - chosen for its detailed
Barbara Brackley (Rix's daughter) says despite publishing
success, Rix Weaver had little money - money made by her
novels she gave to the war effort. Money she got by
selling the house left by her mother, funded her trip to
Zurich when she was in her 50s. Like her lack of good
health, she didn't allow her lack of money to stop her.
"She came from a long line of strong women. She had dogged
determination, and that's what got her through life.
Otherwise she would never have survived. "When I was seven
I got polio. The doctor said 'take her home because she
hasn't got long'. My mother turned to Christian Science
then. The philosophy is to see perfection, not to see the
wound. I can remember learning to walk again: she made
garters for my socks but she used to make them both the
same size - she wouldn't make one smaller even though one
leg was withered. She saw it as perfect. So my sock fell
down for a year or so, but gradually the limb filled out.
To be told she would die must have been quite devastating
for her. But she was determined I was going to live and
here I am now in my eighties."
During her lifetime Irene Rix Weaver had a massive amount
of personal ill health. When a very young Irene contracted
meningitis she wasn't expected to live. As an early teen
she suffered acute arthritis - her father made a special
chair so she could attend school. At that stage she was
told her adult life would be spent in a wheelchair.
It wasn't. Later she suffered high blood pressure and
a heart condition that provoked doctors for the second
time to tell her she would not live - she was in her
early 50s. By the end of her life she was crippled
by the ever-present arthritis and she was blind:
though you'd never know it; she'd always look straight
at you when you came into the room for through all
of this she maintained her dignity and her concern for others.
An elderly cousin wrote this tribute:
I saw Rix three weeks before her death, when I was privileged
to experience her loving concern for family and friends, her
faith, courage and patience in the face of awesome tribulation,
and her exceptional graciousness. I came wondering how to offer
love and support and found myself loved, comforted and strengthened.>