Sunday, September 1, 2013

Earthy descendent self vs. the ego

Underground me working on granite canal in the early 1980s

James Hillman, renowned archetypal psychologist, says we are often introduced to our calling – our destiny – at an early age.  For me, I think it happened when I first read Socrates and Plato at the age of 15; my whole psyche suddenly burst open, flowering with ideas and theories about the nature of reality. But as I wrote in my diary at that time, I was mightily conflicted – split right down the middle - by my attraction to an apparent opposite, John Wayne.

With hard work over the last 50 plus years, I thought I had done a decent job of reconciling my split personality by attempting to merge the best parts of John Wayne (being honest, straight-forward, a man of action) with the best parts of Socrates (being in love with ideas and theories about what it means to be human and still, at the same time, be a person of conviction) and, finally, working to harness these combined qualities to help others.

But the psyche does not thrive on consistency and naive truths.

I was reminded of that last week when I was visited by an unusual dream. In the dream I was still a stonemason, my old profession.  I had two employees: one person underground, who was working to build a solid foundation to support the above ground stonewall – the visible part – which was being built by the other worker. The superstructure worker was taking the lead but not in a good way: He was working too fast and unpredictably, weaving new sections of wall this way and that, making it impossible for underground worker to keep up and build a strong and enduring foundation for the wall above.

The superstructure worker was hogging all the credit while the underground worker fumed, becoming increasing frustrated and resentful. It became clear to me in my dream that one part of my operation was pitting itself against the other to the detriment of both of them – and, ultimately, me.

Things had to change: I sat them both down and told them that I was issuing new ground rules, starting immediately: Rather than paying each of them for the individual work they did, I was going to wait and pay each of them equal amounts but only after the job was completed and judged to be excellent.

I’ve yet to come to terms with this dream.  

I intend to follow the suggestion emailed to me by my Jungian analyst: To use active imagination to "dialogue between my new 2 parts." I suspect that I will find that "underground me" is rightfully pissed off at  "above ground me," (i.e. my ego), for thinking he is too big, for getting ahead of himself, for insisting on directing the show when he doesn't know what he is doing because he is ungrounded, airy, just skimming along the surface, incapable of acknowledging "underground man's momentous contribution, starting, so to speak,  "from the ground up."

More about this in a future blog.  In the meantime, any comments or interpretations would be welcome.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Dreaming of Woman and Wolf

CC JEAN STIMMELL: 8/27/13



DREAMING OF WOMAN AND WOLF

A woman loved her dog,
a companion and champion of every sport.
She thought her world complete
until out of the blue,
Wolf arrived at her door,
hunched over in a crate too small.

She first refused delivery,
but soon out by compassion
built a bigger box and lured Wolf inside,
risking her own safety as he was very wild.

Later when she let Wolf out,
he neither attacked nor ran away,
but shapeshifted into Elk with huge antlers,
whom she then loaned out to a group of children
who were elk shepherds needing his help
to get behind their flock and and herd them
with his impressive wide rack.

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Behind me dips Eternity

Fort Foster, ME: 2011                   CC Jean Stimmell
Behind Me -- dips Eternity --
Before Me -- Immortality --
Myself -- the Term between --
Death but the Drift of Eastern Gray,
Dissolving into Dawn away...
– Emily Dickinson

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Dragonfly wrestling web of modernity

Posterized photo of Dragonfly grappling with tomato cage in our garden
CC Jean Stimmell: 8/6/13
In retrospect, I can see that meeting Dragonfly was not an accident but synchronicity: Dragonfly summoned me while I was mindlessly picking vegetables on the other side of our garden. Rather than constantly darting here and there, she patiently waited for me to get my camera and stood still while I photographed her.

Her image continued to resonate with me. I posted her on my blog with the title: Dragonfly Wrestling Web of Modernity. By that, I meant that Dragonfly, by her very presence, totally demolishes the credibility of the modernist worldview: As a stunningly beautiful and mysterious representative of Nature, she absolutely refutes the modern credo that the only Truth is the Holy Trinity of scientific fact, rampant materialism and the capitalistic greed.

After posting my original blog entry, I decided to google “Dragonfly” to find out what symbolic importance, if any, dragonflies have for others in the world at large.  And I found out they have profound importance. For example, in shamanic lore according to Ina Woolcott, dragonflies are power animals, a symbol of change, and have the ability to pierce illusions.

Dragonfly’s shamanic abilities are in areas where I have already shown at least some small promise or, more important, areas where I aspire to have those qualities.

“Just as light can bend and shift and be adapted in a different ways, so can the archetypal forces associated with dragonfly. Dragonfly yields the message that life is never what it appears to be. This is a power animal which can help to put us in touch with nature spirits.”

“Dragonfly is one of nature's shape shifters. The dragonfly inhabits two realms, air and water.  As water represents the emotional body and air represents the mental, those with this power animal will frequently find themselves trying to maintain balance between their thoughts and emotions.”

“Children with dragonfly power animal are often very emotional, feeling things deeply and responding to situations with great passion. Generally, as they reach adulthood, through experience, they learn how to balance their emotions with greater mental clarity and control. This gives them the compassion required for any type of work relating to healing or counselling.” 


“Dragonfly medicine teaches us to pierce our self-made illusions. Dragonfly can cause us to question the illusion which we call reality, particularly that part of our realities which hinders our ability to grow and create transformation/change in our lives.”

“Dragonflies can reach speeds of up to 30 miles per hour when flying. They can spot movement forty feet away. Flying around and into things from different angles, they challenge rigid awareness and prompt the energy of change. This power animal is especially helpful for those who feel stuck, or are unable to grow spiritually and for those who feel blocked in their creativity. Dragonfly helps us remember that 'ordinary, every day' physical reality isn't all that is available to us. Its rainbow wings remind us we live in a world of magic.”

Thank you, Dragonfly and thank you, Ina Woolcott, for bringing me back home to that world of magic we are immersed in at every moment of our lives, but, which we have such difficulties tuning into – in the hubbub of the crazy world we find ourselves living in.


Sunday, August 4, 2013

Why rhythm is the essence of life

Three Sheep dancing
CC Jean Stimmell: 2011 Stinson Beach CA
I ended my last post by saying that artists, by the very nature of who they are, tap into a deeper, richer place beyond mere words and abstract thought. By way of example, I used the following quote by Virginia Woolf, proclaiming that creativity, the essence of being human, is a matter of rhythm, not words:

“Now this is profound, what rhythm is, and goes far deeper than words. A signal, an emotion, creates this wave in the mind, long before it makes words to fit it; and in writing (such is my present belief) one has to recapture this, and set this working (which has apparently nothing to do with words) and then, as it breaks and tumbles in the mind, it makes words to fit it.”
[i]
Rhythms of the wild goose: Spring migration: Sewells Falls
Today, reading Brain Pickings,[ii] I ran across this quote by Henry Miller that reinforces this notion of how important rhythm is to the real art of living:

"Those who are trying to put the onus of responsibility for the dangers which threaten on the shoulders of the ‘dictators’ might well examine their own hearts and see whether their allegiance is really ‘free’ or a mere attachment to some other form of authority, possibly unrecognized. … Those who are preaching revolution are also defenders of the status quo — their status quo. Any solution to the world’s ills must embrace all mankind. We have got to relinquish our precious theories, our buttresses and supports, to say nothing of our defenses and possessions. We have got to become more inclusive, not more exclusive. What is not acknowledged and assimilated through experience piles up in the form of guilt and creates a real Hell, the literal meaning of which is — where the unburnt must be burnt!" [iii]
Rhythms of Spring
Blue Herons building their nest: 4/10/11
The Rhythm of Life, Death, and Rebirth
Abby, an older dog,  gave birth to her first and only litter of puppies–
and then declined and died before the end of the year


[i] Woolf, Virginia. The Letters of Virginia Woolf Volume 3: 1923-1928. (1977), page 247
[ii] Brain Pickings is most amazing weekly digest of intellectually stimulating articles that I have only recently discovered. It is the brainchild of Maria Popova who, in her own words, is “an interestingness hunter-gatherer and curious mind at large.”