I once heard
documentary filmmaker Ken Burns say, “History is not safe.” What he meant by
that I think is that just because some incident or event happened a long time
ago, that doesn’t mean the repercussions of the event aren’t still affecting
people today. The event could have even happened hundreds of years ago, but it
still carries a certain resonance into the present day. When we experience
trauma, as individuals or collectively, even though time passes, the vibrations
of the event get locked within our physical form including our nervous system
and to heal we need to move the energy out of the stuck place and transform it.
If we don’t, we experience all kinds of problems, physical and psychological, especially
addictions of every variety, that don’t necessarily get better with time. Writing
is one way of moving the stuck emotional energy.
Many artists have always
had a strong desire, even a compulsion, to explore the darkest, most difficult
aspects of being human so that they may help others in their struggles and,
yes, even to reveal historical, spiritual, or energetic truths which cannot be
learned any other way—and besides, the hero’s journey usually makes for a
popular story, but deep down, I think all art (and even all creativity) is
about healing, yet the process of exploring trauma also requires a great deal
of faith that this healing is actually going to occur otherwise we’re liable to
panic at any re-visitation of the trauma, feeling trapped all over again. We really
want to believe that what we undergo has a purpose or a greater meaning—and we
even construct stories to back-fit what we’ve gone through to match the needed
meaning, but there is a great difference between a nicely constructed story and
a moment of actual insight and peace.
Ultimately, I can’t
solve the timeless mystery centered on the question of whether there really is a
reason for all our suffering. But I’m even asking a deeper question. Do our
souls truly exist or are we (by “we” I mean this consciousness and relation
that we all seem to recognize even if we can’t name it) simply trapped in a
materialistic and meaningless hell from which there is no escape until death
and that death in this materialistic sense only means the witness disappears
forever into the void of nothingness?
I feel like I’ve had
enough signs if you will that there is a far greater reality—and I’ve been told
this by every great spiritual teacher and resource I’ve ever known. I also know
that I can personally create more serenity and peace in this life now by
believing rather than not believing, but we all like to see results: Evidence
of healing within our lives, and even better, evidence of resonance and
connection with others as we undertake this journey to explore trauma. Are we
making the world a better place or just temporarily fixing our internal
breakdowns?
I want for my
students what I want for myself. To find that portal into the voice of the soul
as Ken Wilbur describes in the following passage. The inner witness (again, what I would call
that recognizable essence or energy of consciousness or awareness) must be
freed, even if it has become prisoner of our bodies, locked away by the shock
of extreme trauma:
“. . .the true self
is also called the witness: It witnesses all that is occurring but cannot
itself be turned into an object—as a true subject it cannot be objectified. It
is also called the mirror mind—it effortlessly and spontaneously reflects all
that arises but does not grasp or keep. The true self is in some sense a deep
mystery something that can never be seen, and yet it sees the entire universe
in front of it.” [Ken Wilbur from the Foreword of Entering the Castle by Carolyn Myss]
I think uncovering
the perceptions of the witness can be a frightening experience because we might
have to revisit the trauma but also because it is so intimidating to the ego. After
all, it takes a significant investment in our ego to hold onto the pain, to
lock away the witness—at least as much effort as it would take to release it.
We hold onto it because we often need to limit ourselves and especially our
consciousness because we’re just not ready for all the power we would free up—you
know, fear of knowing means fear of doing. And as I’ve implied, the fear and anxiety springs
from our ego as it strives to maintain the status quo, the safe space of
identity and certainty, rather than the unpredictable and often chaotic release
into the great void of possibilities, limitless though they may be.
The trend many of us are
following in this current time period in human history is to do just the
opposite. Most of the mind altering drugs
we use now limit the flow of stimuli into the brain, quite the opposite of the
1960s when people sought to open up and allow more stimuli—now we want the
opposite—to shut down and withdraw from the witness. Most if not all of the
psychiatric medication has this goal in mind because to be fair we want relief
from the uncomfortable or debilitating symptoms we’re undergoing—the end result
we seek to avoid is complete disability. Yet, collectively, we seem to have more
depression, anxiety, and suicide than ever before. Something is not working.
Consider what Neuroscientist
Marc Lewis writes in a recent article called “My Kool Aid Acid Test.” He
compares the drugs people took in the 1960s to today:
Serotonin’s job is to
reduce the firing rate of neurons that get too excited because of the volume or
intensity of incoming information. Serotonin filters out unwanted noise, and
normal brains rely on that. So, by blocking serotonin, LSD allows information
to flow through the brain unchecked. It opens up the floodgates—what author
Aldous Huxley called the “Doors of Perception” . . . .It’s interesting to note
that serotonin is once again the target of a culturewide chemical
invasion—except that the serotonin drugs we favor today shift human experience
in the opposite direction from LSD. SSRIs (selective serotonin reuptake
inhibitors) like paroxetine (Paxil) and fluoxetine (Prozac) are the most
prescribed pills in the U.S., used to treat depression, anxiety, PTSD, OCD, and
undefined feelings of ickiness. Instead of getting rid of serotonin, these
drugs block the reabsorption process so that serotonin keeps piling up in the
synapses. The result: an extra-thick blanket of serotonin that filters out the
intrusions of anguish and anxiety, making our inner worlds more secure. Instead
of turning on, tuning in, and dropping out, they help us turn off, tune out,
and drop in—into a solipsistic safety zone, protected from too much reality.”
[To read the entire
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Lewis’ assertion is
really interesting to me because he suggests as a society we’re moving farther
away from experiencing the testimony of the witness if you will and closer to
an expression of a carefully constructed reality that buffers us from anything
unpleasant, while at the same time destroying our capacity for spiritual and
artistic growth. This movement is in complete contrast to what happened during
the 1960s where people took drugs and found others ways to open up more to each
other and what was happening in the world outside them. Have we further locked
away the witness at our own and our society’s peril? I’m not advocating doing
any drugs by the way. There is a way to unlock this witness if we’re patient
enough and really want to experience the freedom and chaos that might well
ensue. Again, I get that to free the witness is now a desire in complete
opposition to current cultural trends. Going back to the earlier quoted text, Wilber provides a
superb description of the complex process of freeing the witness. To reflect
all without grasping or keeping requires that the ego be left behind, simply
and purely speaking from a very sacred place, one mysterious and certainly
unique, yet at the same time connected to the entire universe. That's the
real artistry—to speak from one's own personal experiences, yet mirror the
truth of all existence—Individual and universal at the same time.
Let’s say we’re not
using any drugs though—then how do we hear the voice of the witness?
Acquiring the keys to
unlock the doors to the mansions of your soul still requires some mind
alteration. Layers of ego and experiences cloud perceptions. Consider this
example as Peter Kingsley [in his book Reality]
describes an ancient Greek and later Roman practice he calls incubation:
“It involved
isolating yourself in a dark place, lying down incomplete stillness, staying
motionless for hours or days. First the body would go silent, then eventually
the mind. And this stillness is what gave access to another world, a world of
utter paradox; to a totally different state of awareness. Sometimes the state
was described as a kind of a dream. Sometimes it was referred to as like a
dream but not a dream, as really a third type of consciousness quite different from
either waking or sleeping.”
How can we get to the above described state in
our modern world that is so jammed with input every minute of the day? Dreams
are one way. I’ve suggested my students explore their dreams with all due
enthusiasm and vigor, even having a certain time period devoted to group
sharing of dreams at the beginning of each writing class I teach. At least we
are publicly and openly giving our dreams and the process of dreaming
credibility and respect. I’ve used Robert Moss’ techniques called “Lightning
Dreamwork” as a model, and I would suggest anyone interested explore his work.
But the process is simple. You write down your dreams and share them. You find
more ways to bring the dream consciousness into waking consciousness until the
waking world begins to take on aspects of the dream world and vice-versa. This
plasticity is necessary for anyone challenging the limitations of
reality—dreamers have always been the ones to bring about hope for
transformation. You can employ dreams in your creative and healing
initiatives as well.
Lastly, an attitude
rooted in freedom without the slightest concern for other's criticism, again
not based in ego but in faith in the process (and trust in a higher power or
spiritual protectors), is required. Consider the following: “Since God is free
to establish an ineffable communion with the questing soul, the soul must
be free to set down its experiences as they occur to it.”
[from Interior Castle St.
Teresa of Avila by E. Allison Peers].
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