Trying to 'dog-paddle' our way into the waters of archetypal psychology...
So much of our conversation, that does not focus on the pragmatics of daily chores or public issues, seems to be focused on our emotions. Those “feelings” that seem to be attached to each and every experience, without prompting, thought, or even reflection. I “feel” happy when my dog cocks her head while seeming to listen to my question about her need. I feel sad when I know someone has been disappointed with me over something I either failed to do or something I did in a way that did not meet their expectations. I feel disheartened that the world has seemed to slide/fall/drown in the morass of so many significant crises, none of which, either individually or certainly not collectives, seem to be addressethough everyone knows the modest steps that could and would provide some relief.
I feel invigorated when reflecting on the beauty of
the sunrise over the mist blanketing the river. The day even takes on an “aura”
of renewed invigorating life….and I deeply regret the many estranged people
whom I have been a contributor to their absence, whether for a day or two, or
for a lifetime. Are these multiple, often complex and even conflicting emotions
“my” identity, and “my” personality, and “my” ego playing out against the
landscape of the events and people whose paths cross mine?
Or, is there another way to see these highly
‘infectious’ and even more highly captivating topics of both conversation at
the water cooler, in the family and especially in therapy?
What does Willian Blake mean by considering “feelings”
to be “divine influxes” (that) accompany, qualify and energize images, as noted
by James Hillman, in “Archetypal Psychology a Brief Account” (p. 48). Hillman
continues:
They (emotions) are not merely personal but belong to
imaginal reality, the reality of the image and help make the image felt as
specific value. Feelings elaborate its complexity, and feelings are as complex
as the image that contains them. Not images represent feelings, but feelings
are inherent in images….(Quoting Patricia Berry, An approach to the Dream,
1974) Hillman writes: They (emotions) adhere or inhere to the image and may not
be explicit at all…We cannot entertain any image in dreams, or poetry or
painting, without experiencing an emotional quality presented by the image
itself.” Hillman then continues: This further implies that any event
experienced as an image is at once animated, emotionalized, and placed in the
realm of value….The task of therapy is to return personal feelings (anxiety,
desire, confusion, boredom, misery) to the specific images which hold them.
Therapy attempts to individualize the face of each emotion: the body of desire,
the face of fear, the situations of despair. Feelings are imagined into their
details. (Hillman, op. cit. p. 480)
Hillman’s thought continues: any emotion not
differentiated by a specific image is inchoate, common, and dumb, remaining
both sentimentally personal and yet collectively unindividualized. (p.49)
It seems relevant to refer back to the notion of what
an image is, from the perspective of Archetypal Psychology (from Hillman, op.
cit. p 7)
As ‘not what one sees, but the way in which one sees,’
an image is given by the imagining perspective and can only be perceived by an
act of imagining….
An archetypal image operates like the original meaning
of idea..not only ‘that which’ one sees but also that ‘by means of which’ one
sees….An image termed archetypal is immediately valued as universal, trans-historical,
basically profound, generative, highly intentional and necessary. (Ibid. p.
12-13)
If all of this reads like a dive into the “weeds” of
abstractions, platonic ideals, and the esoteric aspect of the creative
imagination, that is because to some extent it is. And a good part of my
problem, and possibly others as well, is that we have been, like tea bags,
steeped in a culture in which the abstract, the neotic, the poetic and the
relationship of person to image has been “brewed” into us. That is, we are
separate from, and also to varying degrees alienated from ourselves by having
been taught to concentrate on what we were told is “objective reality” as
opposed to “subjective reality” when, in fact, there may not be such a
separation from a psychological perspective, especially an archetypal
psychology perspective.
The fact that in some circles, archetypal psychology
has been dismissed as outside the purview of pure science, and even verging
into the world of the psychic cult, and then, as a consequence, been ascribed a
similar reductionistic “diagnosis” as unable to be studied, or even
intellectually considered as a discipline worthy of scholars.
Jung, Hillman and their ‘precursers and ancestors’ in
this field are rarely considered appropriate for university curricula,
especially Hillman. Just this week, in an email from a highly reputed Canadian
scholar who focuses on the radical imagination, I read words and sentiments of
“suspicion” about Hillman’s work, as proof of that scholar’s dedication and
loyalty to his scholarly research. A couple of years ago, when I approached a
faculty of education professor about the study of Hillman, I was dubbed
‘another similar to Jordan Peterson, the psychologist from U. of Toronto, whose
writings have both inspired and outraged many around the world.
Trouble with all of this is that while an empirical,
sentient and reproducible experimental science, and the frames of mind on which
such scholarship is dependent, is eminently useful, honourable, and somewhat
predictive of some aspects of our relationship to others, to nature and to
anything remotely akin to a deity, or especially multiple deities, that process
may not be the extent of either our human imagination, nor the limits of our
capacity to envision ourselves in the universe.
If we were to begin our process from the imagination,
the image itself, (as in the cliché ‘we think in pictures and not in
words’)….then it may well be that the ‘image’ does indeed have us, for the
moment, and the emotions that flow from that moment are just those ‘divine
influxes’ (Blake) that provide the enrichment, the clothing, the aromas, the
tastes and the fullness of the memory of that image. In other places, Hillman
suggests that archetypal psychology begins in the “south” rather than in the
“north” as if to say that our premises of our intellect are indeed ‘superceded’
not as more important, but rather as different as a starting place for our
discovery both of self and our relationship to the universe.
If the ‘image’ has neither good or bad inherent
qualities, but simply is, and if the image ‘has’ us in its ‘hand’ as it were,
then we are in some somewhat fantastical way connected to and part of all
others who too have been ‘in’ that image. Is that so fanciful as to warrant
relegation to the “psychedelic” realm of the absurd, the bizaare, and the
occult? Or, perhaps, rather, are those realms so dangerous and outside of our
learned frame of reference of logic, and the extrinsic dimension of ourselves
and each “other thing/person” that we have succumbed to the dominance of as
single way of perceiving ourselves in the world, and the world itself.
If the image is not only an image in our imagination
but a ‘way of seeing’ then whatever we are perceiving is also a lens through
which we are engaged in that perception. If what we currently see in the world
is an existential crisis, then we are also using that existential crisis as the
lens through which we are perceiving the world. And if that sympathetic
vibration between what we “see/perceive” and the “lens through which we are
indeed “seeing/perceiving”, with all of the attendant emotions, and verbiage
that comes with the fullness of that experience, are we not then far more
intimately and profoundly engaged in a process that is part of the larger world
of the creative imagination that has birthed, nurtured, wounded, murdered, caressed,
loved, hated and alienated individuals forever.
Is it not then feasible to imagine that in a Christian
church, for example, the act of the crucifixion of whatever/whomever is
perceived as another ‘mythical savior’ would need to be hanged? And, is it not
worth considering that we are all intimately and integrally and inescapably
linked to other such archetypal narratives in which we find ourselves? And
while the experience of those narratives preys on us as heavy and negative
emotions, they also link us to a universe in which such images have been
living, breathing vibrating and lashing through human psyches forever.
While this perspective, one in which I am trying to learn
to “dog-paddle” (the first swimming stroke one learns), may demand a re-think,
and a re-viewing, and a re-conceptualizing of who we are, where we are in the
universe of both time and place and also which images are and have been
‘having’ us in their ‘hands’ ‘grip’ or ‘embrace’ much of those different
‘holdings’ in part dependent at least in part in how we perceive that moment,
such a demand seems eminently worthy of our attention.
For example, the image of a deity or of multiple
deities, as opposed to some anthropomorphism of a deity, is qualitatively
different depending on the nature of the image, and its ‘hold’ on each of us.
Beyond the boundaries of our logic, our definition of the nature around us,
beyond time and place, beyond anything or anyone we might imagine, is it not
possible that each of us carries, reconsiders, sets aside, picks up again,
re-positions and then “repeats” such a process as the calendar of events, and
people and successes and failures unfolds in the spaces where we live?
Next time, let’s take a reflective look as the
difference between “spirit” and “soul” as archetypal psychology sees that
difference.
*states of insight into depths of truth unplumbed by
the s=discursive intellect. They are illuminations, revelations, full of significance
and importance, all inarticulate though they remain; and as a rule they carry
with them a curious sense of authority (William James) Synonyms: cerebral,
inner, intellectual, interior, internal, mental psychological, psychic.
#When the artist Michelangelo was crafting his
masterpiece, David, he didn’t see a slab of stone. He chiseled what they call
the imagine del cuore which means image of the heart. Michelangelo believed
that the masterpiece was already inside of the stone. He just has to remove the
excess to reveal it. (MadisonnJackson. wordpress.com)
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