Reflecting on ‘No Comfort Zone’....and ...'the Betrayal Bond'...and 'Hope'
Stay In Touch
I noticed that the Finger of God in the painting is reaching out to the finger of the hand below the fractured crack in the wall. Did you? [The painting was removed.]
Both the body and the spirit of man are constantly reaching out for a
sense of touch, so much so that the consequences become serious wherever there
is any extraordinary frustration of this drive. To be in a foreign country without friends,
to be alone for a long time in a deep fog, or to be in a fogbound plane that is
trying unsuccessfully to contact the hidden earth below---these are passing
hints of the terror of being out of
touch. It is not the sick alone who are
out of touch, but all of us.
And now we know, more clinically
and in greater detail, to what degree men can and cannot tolerate deprivation
of actuality. We can put deep gloves on a man [..the Rabbit lost his gloves and
his fan…Alice put on one of the gloves and almost shrunk to ‘disappearing’!...down
the Rabbit-Hole..], cover his eyes […blinders…],
close his ears, separate him from
events, and introduce scheduled monotony; the psychic results of all this will
often be extreme, to the point of creating hallucination in the victim. He cannot do without the touch of reality
[…’Divine Spark’…], and when he is this
much separated from it, he must do something desperate. Through hallucination, he creates a
substitute world that he calls reality.
We may conjecture that, in all
those situations of illness where human beings hopelessly thrash about
within structures of endlessness, they are seeking that sense of contact
without which there is desperation. But
the methods of search are always indirect, and intensify the hopelessness. They handle the present by living in a past
that screens the present; they try to
heal the terrible image of the self by seeking approval in a thousand places
but cannot give it to themselves; they
cannot find any beginning or end to their circles of action. It is a thrashing in a vacuum where
nothing is touched.7 The
important thing is that all these endless processes, whatever their concrete or
clinical form, create helplessness, partial or total.
I propose that the sick person is really helpless, and that there
is nothing more human than to be helpless.
He is helpless. For he is
operating within his own fractured, closed system of fantasy and feeling,
unable, as a result, even to see or to imagine what is on the outside. He
needs another’s imagination that will begin to work with his own, and then the
two can do it together. He must put on
another’s imagination in order to rediscover his own.
Being helpless, being unable, that is, to
help himself, he suddenly finds himself confronted, at so critical a moment,
with a culture, and sometimes a medical situation, which tells him that he must
help himself, that the help must come from within. It was bad enough that he be told that hope needs the help
from the outside world. Now the final
blow falls: he is told that even the help must come from within.
This is what a Japanese analyst
looking at our culture from the inside and the outside calls a “vicious double
bind.” The entrapment of the
double bind will become clearer….but our present example is classical: you who
need help.... p.78 ~William Lynch, Images of Hope
...from another, it asserts, must
help yourself---“…the philosophy of self-help, as it is understood today,” says
Dr. L. Takeo Doi, “is entirely a
Western product.”
I believe
that the idea of self-help or the
intrinsic autonomy of a
person gradually became popular in
western Europe during the
early Renaissance. One may perhaps associate the development
of this idea
with the saying, “God helps those who
help themselves,”
which seems
to have become popular by the seventeenth century.
It was used
by Algernon Sydney, in his political essay, Discourses
Concerning
Government, written around 1680, and a similar saying
appears in
George Herbert’s Outlandish Proverbs, first published
in
1640.
Interestingly enough, this saying
in another form can be
found in old
Greek authors, but NOT in authentic Judeo-Christian
literature, including the Bible. One might well argue, then, that the
literature, including the Bible. One might well argue, then, that the
“God” of
“God helps those who help themselves,” who does not
take the
initiative in helping people, but only waits for them to
help themselves, is NOT the
Judeo-Christian God. Incidentally, such
an interpretation is quite possible from Sydney’s
book, since he uses
the saying
primarily to point to the grim, skeptical, almost cruel reality of the
hostile
world, and scarcely a helping God. Such
a God can easily be
dispensed with,
because He cannot be depended upon, and what
counts,
after all, is whether one helps oneself or not.9
.......................Added:
The rich and the happy can choose to keep silent,
no need to bid for attention.
But the desperate must reveal themselves, must say:
I am blind or: I am going blind or:
It's not good for me here on Earth or:
My child is sick or:
I am not holding it together...
But when is that really enough?
So, lest people pass them by like objects, sometimes they sing.
And sometimes their songs are beautiful. ~Rilke, Book of Images
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'But what can I do?' he said.
"Shudder.
But what can you do, in the face of such horror? The answer, obviously, is: take a stand."
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"Love one another AS I HAVE LOVED YOU." -Jesus
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