Today U.S. Treasury Secretary Steven Mnuchin took a swipe at the climate change heroine Greta Thunberg, saying she is in no position to give advice on the matter since she has not been to college yet. Well, let me point out he has been to college yet he works for a man who is so insecure that he had to reassure the nation and the world about the size of his penis and lacked self-awareness to the extent that there are numerous recordings of him clearly voicing his lecherous designs on his own daughter. And these are but two “trivial” examples of Trump’s impaired judgement. Sometimes human judgement is less impaired when one has yet to be ensconced in the comfort zone of a group think that constitutes reality in her/his culture. And yes, she is “autistic” and thus can be described as “mentally ill” given the “authority” of the DSM-V, but “mentally ill” is not so “mentally ill” in a culture that puts a mentally ill man at the helm of its government. This brings to mind a note by Carl Jung, “If you find a sane man, bring him to me and I will cure him.” Jung knew well that there was a “psychopathology to everyday life” that could produce madmen who would pass as “sane.” From Thunberg’s “seclusion” in her very private world, she has not lost the ability to peer out and look upon this human comedy and offer critique, not unlike Shakespeare who noted so famously that, “Tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in its petty pace to the last syllable of recorded time. Life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.” Shakespeare saw the lunacy of his day and brought it to the attention of his fellow-travelers in 16th century England. This lovely young 17- year old lady has the courage to offer a similar critique to our day; a prophetic vision always comes from beyond the pale.
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The “Wounded Healer” and Its Pitfalls
A couple of friends today introduced me to the work of a “wounded healer” that I had not run across, Marsha Linehan. Linehan is a noted mental health professional, a professor of psychology, psychiatry, and behavioral sciences at the University of Washington who suffered severe mental health issues of her own earlier in her life. Her turn around was the result of a mystical religious experience which, to cynics can admittedly be credited to “mental illness.” I am not one of those critics.
The “wounded healer” is one who is not a detached “caring soul” who is offering an aloof “care” to someone who is suffering. The “wounded healer” is one who has, and is, suffering her/himself and does not draw the distinction between “me and thee” that the aloof, detached care givers offer. To those who are ensconced in the aloof, detached comfort zone…their mind and heart teeming with clinical lore…this patient or client is a “thing”. Absent is the awareness of the relationship, the consciousness and experience that “there go I but by the grace of God.” The wounded healer has seen, experienced, and owned his/her pain and can offer an empathy that those without that woundedness can offer.
However, the pitfall of the wounded healer is the inability to set boundaries. If that person cannot recognize that even with that powerful empathy there is not simultaneously a distinction between “me and thee” he he/she will be sucked into a morass of self-indulgence in which he/she and the patient is done great harm. You might want to check out the following link:
https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/evil-deeds/201112/linehan-and-jung-wounded-healers
Ego Integrity, Shame, and Politics
At a family get together decades ago, one of my young nephews got into some mischief, did something “wrong,” and his mother challenged him sternly, “Billy, why did you do that?” I’ll never forget the look on the face of that five year old boy. His eyes glared with guilt and fear, he looked away, he stammered and then announced, “No!” His guilt was obvious to all; some of us smiled, remembering our youth when we had been there in Billy’s shoes. Years later In my clinical practice I was presented one morning with a six year old boy with impulse control issues (adhd) who had been rescued from an abusive family by his kindly grandparents. Sammy, as I’ll call this young tyke, eagerly greeted game playing as part of his treatment plan. This strategy was invaluable for a patient with these issues, providing an opportunity to teach respect for rules of simple board games, as well as patience. His moments of frustration and anger could then be explored in relation to behavior in school and family life. Sammy had very little control over his impulses, not able to accept having made a bad move and insisting that got to have a “do-over.” He even threw the board one time in frustration as I emphasized a simple rule. Often he would simply lie though it was obvious that he had cheated.
Both of these young lads had not reached the developmental stage of being able to admit having made a mistake, having been “wrong”, which is a basic skill in participating in the human race. The social body functions only if certain basic rules of organization, structure, civility, decorum, and respect for others can be adhered to. In each of these instances, they were off to a poor start in accomplishing this goal.
“Ego integrity” can handle critical feedback from others though it often still hurts deeply. I remember the impeachments of Richard Nixon and Bill Clinton. Each of them were deeply humiliated, and tried to lie their way out of it, but ultimately had to accept their fate and admit they had erred. In Nixon’s case, he had to accept the great humiliation of being forced to resign from office. Each of us have an ego and our ego is designed to attempt to save face; this is how the ego is designed. But when one has developmentally matured enough, his ego can have the integrity to accept the shame of humbly admitting, “I was wrong. I made a mistake.” In some contexts this might even be framed as, “I have sinned.”
When one lacks this ego integrity, and is is extremely immature and overwhelmed with shame and humiliation, the individual will go to any extreme to save face, even resorting to violence. This violence can be overt but also subtle, i.e. taking political form, and having a devastating or catastrophic impact on the social body. This individual cannot back down.
The Challenge of “Naming Our Demons”
Early in my clinical career a client of mine was a young truck driver who was dealing with substance abuse. Shortly after the therapy began, I asked him to share about his family life as a child. As he complied and described life in a working-class Arkansas family, he recalled his mother one time flashing her boobs at him when he was about four years of age; this event shamed him greatly and he had carried it with him into adulthood. Not long after, as the work of therapy progressed, he suddenly told me he had recently had a homosexual encounter. When he shared this, he immediately burst into laughter, uproarious laughter as if a burden had been lifted by the simple disclosure of these two events by which he had been shamed. He must have intuitively sensed an, “unconditional positive regard” that was available in the clinical framework that I offered; he felt free to share these two events, and others, without the fear of being judged.
It is shame that binds us into a self-defeating life, often with tragic outcomes. Suddenly this young man found freedom from this shame bind and could only laugh that he had been tyrannized for most of his twenty-something years. There is power in saying the unsayable, in admitting that which is too painful to admit. There is power in putting subjective anguish into speech, “speaking words that give shape to our anguish” as George Eliot described it. But speaking openly and honestly about what is going on in our heart, especially if we have been raised in a culture where this is verboten. Many children learn to “shut down” even before they can verbalize, for they have certainly been very aware of the “tyranny of the shoulds” abounding in the household. The reach of this tyranny is most lethal in early childhood as it shapes attitudes, the ability to trust others and one’s own subjective experience.
Here is relevant wisdom from Lauren van der Post: “There is nothing in your life too terrible or too sad that will not be your friend when you find the right name to call it, and calling it by its own name hastening it will come upright to your side.” As Carl Jung would say, “The shadow is to be embraced, not denied”; or in the words of poet Ranier Rilke, “The heart has its beastly little treasures.”
Something About “Nothing”
A friend noted decades ago that I often quipped and joked about negation. That was the first moment I noticed this feature of my soul and realized just how it influenced the whole of my life. Poet Anne Carson noted, “The poet is someone who feasts at the same table as other people. But at a certain point he feels a lack. He is provoked by a perception of absence within what others regard as a full and satisfactory present.”
However, I am not a poet. I am, though steeped in poetry and have been since my mid-thirties when a friend gifted me a book of poems by W. H. Auden. I think that poets have the ability and courage to dive into that “lack” buck naked, and come back with the gift of poetry. I don’t think my lot in life is to get that naked, probably because of a lack of courage or the gods’ wisdom that I could not handle the vulnerability. But the “lack” is present and I am growing more comfortable with it, finding that “chopping wood, carrying water” is effective in assuaging the soul’s experience of this emptiness.
This lack is now being presented to our entire culture in the person of our president. He illustrates what happens when one sell’s his soul to distractions and is left with a gaping maw in his heart that seeks to destroy everything and everyone. These distractions are what allow most people to have that “full and satisfactory present” mentioned by Carson above. These “distractions” are a gift but when they become the soul focus in one’s life, or a culture’s life, a meaninglessness eventually finds expression. Watch and listen to Trump and one can see meaninglessness and emptiness personified.
Does “It Take A Village?” Yes, It Does!
“Families are to be from.” This was a wry quip from a high school student of mine in the early 80’s when a sociology class discussion about families was wrapping up. This young lady was grasping the complexity of family relationships even at her young age, recognizing poignantly that one needs to extricate oneself at some point in life from the familial orbit. This is usually done with the normal developmental process as young people reach maturity, seek a mate, marry, have children, and begin a family of their own. But sometimes even then the emotional ties with the family of origin will be inordinate and, one or both of the marital partners will not have “cut the cord” and complications will develop.
The family is a primary dimension of social life. Family structure is the template in which a child finds his place and learns how to “find his place” in the family at large, i.e. the community, and eventually even in the world “family.” The family is where connection is established, and explored, and the skills…or lack thereof…will be offered in the social body. The anchor of the family is the mother and father and if their relationship is not stable, or insincere, then the children will not have a stable basis upon which to find their roots in the family dynamic. A college psychology professor of mine, decades ago, noted that for a child it is more important for a child to know that his parents love each other than that the parents love him. For the connection between “mommy and daddy” provide an anchor for an inchoate identity and from that anchor will arise a knowledge of parental love that is not prosaic or formulaic. The script always includes “mommy and daddy love me” but the nuances of the family dynamic, based on the connection between “mommy and daddy” often convey otherwise.
But let me close this grim assessment with a positive note. The human soul is indomitable. Most families provide what British psychiatrist Donald W. Winnicott described as “good enough ‘parenting’” (his term was “good enough ‘mothering’”). If parenting were perfect, then children would get a naive impression life is about and would be ill-equipped to face that “thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to.” And a facetious note is here in order. My children are perfect! That is because my “children” are only whims and fancies of what might have been, whims and fancies that I pine for, but have never experienced. That is because I never had the courage to take that important plunge into the “dog-and-pony show” of this human endeavor and father children, trusting that Life is good and that all would be well. But I firmly believe that “there is a destiny that doeth shape our ends, rough hew them as we may” and that all is well in the end. Yes, even with this current political maelstrom that is gnawing at the soul of my country.
Erich Neumann Opines On Our Collective Unconsciousness
Erich Neumann was a psychologist, philosopher, and student of Carl Jung who in 1954 wrote, “The Origins and History of Consciousness.” Neumann’s work also had an anthropological dimension, seeing the evolution of human consciousness was beyond the grasp of our conscious mind and would be understood only by utilizing mythology.
Neumann knew that the real “workings” of human civilization were beneath the surface and presented themselves occasionally as eruptions of chthonic energy known as, “archetypes.” These patterns of instinctual energy, to the astute observer, are an essential dimension of human history and can offer something to one’s tribe, be it a, “prophetic word” or…more often than not…an example of gross mental instability. These intrusions from beyond the pale of the cultural canon threaten what Neumann called, “the old order” even though the resulting “new order” could facilitate a revitalization of the canon. But the “old order” never goes quietly and bearers of this chthonic energy are “kept in their place” by the tribes’ repertoire of exclusionary devices; for example, shame, humiliation or even crucifixion. If, however, this chthonic energy somehow penetrates the barriers and finds even a tentative footing, the “old order” will resort to “hunkering down” and reaffirm passionately the traditional values of the canon, often with reference to the prevailing religion. This is when the leadership, i.e. “the tribal elders” need to use their authority in a mature fashion and facilitate the integration of the new and the old, allowing a healthy venture toward further maturity. But often maturity is so often lacking in the tribal leadership and the machinery of government will be used to squash what it perceives as an existential threat.
Here are a trio of excerpts from Neumann’s book as he addresses concerns he had for the world in the mid-twentieth century, concerns which are very much related to this historical moment.
Excerpt 1: Not only power, money, lust, but religion, art, and politics as exclusive determinants in the form of parties, nations, sects, movements, and “isms” of every description take possession of the masses and destroy the individual. (NOTE: For an individual to be a meaningful entity, it must have enough independence to not be merely a slave to the dictates of the group.)
Excerpt 2: The picture we have drawn of our age is not intended as an indictment, much less as a glorification of the “good old days”; for the upheaval which, taken by and large, is necessary. The collapse of the old civilization, and its reconstruction on a lower level to begin with, will justify themselves because the new basis will have been immensely broadened. The civilization that is about to be born will be a human civilization in a higher sense than has any been before higher civilization, as it will overcome important social, national, and racial limitations. These are not fantastic pipe dreams, but hard facts, and their birth pangs will bring infinite suffering upon infinite numbers of men. Spiritually, politically, and economically our world is an indivisible whole. By this standard, the Napoleonic wars were minor coups d’etat, and the world view of that age, in which anything outside Europe had hardly begun to appear, is almost inconceivable to us in its narrowness.
Excerpt 3: The collapse of our archetypal canon in our culture which has produced such an extraordinary activation of the collective unconscious—or is perhaps its symptom, manifesting itself in mass movements that have a profound effect upon our personal destinies—is, however, only a passing phenomenon. Already, at a time when the internecine wars of the old canon are still being waged, we can discern, in simple individuals, where the synthetic possibilities of the future lie, and almost how it will look. The turning of the mind from the conscious to the unconscious, the responsible rapprochement of human consciousness with the powers of the collective psyche, that is the task of the future. No outward tinkerings with the world and no social ameliorations can give the quietus to the daemon, to the gods and devils of the human soul, or prevent them from tearing down again and again what consciousness has built. Unless they are assigned their place in consciousness and culture they will never leave mankind in peace.
We are now witnessing the collapse of our culture’s archetypal canon as its “givens” are being challenged. These “givens” are the medley of preconceptions and premises that we take for granted that are so subtle they are not apparent to the naked eye. The absence of “apparent-cy” is necessary for this unconscious dimension to continue unthreatened by an “observing ego” which could be a reality check that would allow these subterranean influences to be moderated. But keeping these influences unquestioned, and therefore unassailable, is the primary objective of the status quo which deems questioning as threatening to its very being. However, without a reality check on the “very being” of a tribe, its heart will be nothing but a darkened prison, “where we bask, agreed upon what we will not ask, bland, sunny, and adjusted by the light of the agreed upon lie.” What we will take for light will actually be darkness, “having eyes to see but seeing not.” And though it might be very comfy for those within the safe confines of Auden’s “agreed upon lie,” those who live beyond its pale will suffer.
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Grace vs. “Creedal Religion”
A POEM BY MAURA EICHNER
A bird in the hand
is not to be desired.
In writing, nothing
is too much trouble.
Culture is nourished, not
by fact, but by myth.
Continually think of those
who were truly great
who in their lives fought
for life, who wore
at their hearts, the fire’s
center. Feel the meanings
the words hide. Make routine
a stimulus. Remember
it can cease. Forge
hosannahs from doubt.
Hammer on doors with the heart.
All occasions invite God’s
mercies and all times
are his seasons.
Someone in my past noted so casually, “Our name is just a sound we learned to respond to.” But that is an intrinsic feature of language, words are just sounds that we learn to associate with subjective experiences we are having. “God” is one of these words, part of the verbal soup into which we are born and in which we swim and which eventually accrues meaning. So often this word “God” is associated with a harsh, punitive notion who offers love only after slavish devotion and penitence, and rarely with one who offers unconditional love and grace. The guilt and shame that is so intrinsic to the nature of human existence is so profound that it is hard to accept the simple grace of God when it is so much easier to accept the bondage of a guilt-ridden slavish devotion to creedal religion.
Immediate vs. Deferred Gratification
An image comes to my mind of a frustrated toddler, sitting at the table, wanting more cheerios from his momma. She does not respond immediately, and he angrily pounds the table with his spoon, screaming, “Now, now, now!” This came to mind this morning in a Politico.com story about Trump’s problems with frustrations in the White House. On an issue of releasing aid to a foreign country, he insisted that the aid be released immediately though his aides tried to convince him of the need of protocol even in a matter like that. A White House official noted, “The president doesn’t like to be constrained by past practices and protocols.”
Well, who does? The limitations of being human and participating in the daily grind of life takes its toll on us all. Our neurological hard-wiring includes a demand for immediate gratification, a wiring that is usually superseded by a later developmental acceptance of deferred gratification. This impulse control is very rewarding as the delight of seeing and experiencing the “world as my oyster” is intoxicating but destructive in the long run for the individual and the collective. It makes me think of another example Trump’s ceding to untoward impulses when he took the liberty to enter the dressing room of teen girls after a beauty pageant, using his power to “sample their wares.”
https://www.politico.com/story/2018/08/13/trump-world-knowledge-diplomatic-774801
Is Sin Still a Relevant Term in Our Culture?
I have some taint of the Trumpian arrogance in me so that it is hard to say, “I made a mistake.” Yes, my “memory bank” failed me in yesterday’s post and the “relevant” poetry blurb at the very end was not the one I had in mind, a problem which I have now corrected. I’m making this “confession” though facetiously just so any of you who are interested can return to yesterday’s post and sample a bit of the wisdom of Stanley Kunitz. However, admitting being mistaken is a very human flaw and I’m in recovery now from having been mired in that morass of self-loathing and infantile arrogance most of my life. Richard Nixon when he resigned in 1973 did not really admit doing any wrong, declaring famously at one point in the debacle, “I’m not a crook.” But when the impeachment proceeding reached a certain point of intensity, he did resign and with great humiliation walked to that waiting helicopter with his wife and continued his flight into political ignominy. He was in great pain, greatly shamed and humiliated by what his words and behavior had led to, but under the pressure of the political structure that he was part of and respected to some degree, he accepted disgrace and meekly resigned, a tacit admission of wrong-doing. Nixon had some inner sense of self-control that allowed him to not resort to the violent impulse that would explode in many people when they are shamed like he was.
There is something to say for a religious culture in which “confessing sins” is part of life. Even though this “sin” matter goes deeply beneath the surface…and from time to time circumstances lead us to exploring the matter more intently, discovering that the real sin lies in the “thoughts and intents of the heart—it is helpful to have the surface level of the issue commonplace enough that we can readily admit shortcomings. But occasionally people appear in our culture who have steeled their heart about even a cursory acknowledgement of sin or fault and they will brazenly refuse to admit wrong on even the most trivial matter. And if one of these people happen to stumble into a position of power, they can wreak havoc on all who are within their sphere of influence.
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