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On being “no-thing-ness” (Day 1/5)

An existential Buddhist analysis of the self as the “struggle to exist”

Day 1: A view on Self

(Day 1 of a retreat hosted at Emoyeni Retreat Centre, Mooi Nooi, South Africa)

 

This retreat considers an intersection between Existential Philosophy, Buddhism and Psychotherapy. It is based on the assumption that we all bring our own personal struggles with the “self” to a retreat setting in the hope that Buddhist practices may bring some transformation. The traditional Buddhist solution is that the self is an illusion. But, what does this mean for practical functioning in the everyday world. What I propose is that it is better to treat the self as a construction (an interdependent arising – to use Buddhist language) rather than a complete illusion. Ultimately, the “self” that we bring on retreat can be viewed as a “struggle to exist” that arises out of sensory contact with the world, giving rise to conscious experience that is then reflected upon (made sense of in consciousness). Conscious experience is opaque or transient and, therefore, uncertain, lacking or unsatisfactory. In response to this we either 1) enter into a struggle to make something solid and lasting out of experience (such as entering into a project of “having”), or 2) flee from the sensation of what it means to exist, taking refuge in alienating habits. The self can, therefore, be said to be a “struggle to exist”.

View from our comfortable stay at Emoyeni

What does it mean to have a “sense of self”? Is this a feeling? Is it an actual sensation? We all seem to have a felt sense of what it is like to exist. My sensation of self seems to be only accessible to me: I can never have direct access to yours, or you to mine. In the field of phenomenology this is probably best described as “hedonic tone”: a felt sense of what it means to exist on a sensory level that gives rise to the sensation of pleasure or pain. But, beyond this basic sensorial experience, what are we referring to when we talk about a “sense of self”? In a public address to the Spanish people, Leonard Cohen tells the story of how he found his voice:

It was only when he discovered the Spanish Poet, Lorca (even in translation) that he had a sense of permission to have a voice of his own: “It is not that I copied his voice, I would not dare, but he gave me permission to find a voice, to locate a voice. That is, to locate a self, a self that is not fixed, a self that struggles for its own existence”. This provides a succinct rendition of self: something that is “not fixed”, not a thing at all but a “voice” that “struggles for its own existence”. Similarly, for the Existential Psychoanalyst, the self is not a fixed thing brought into therapy to be successfully treated. The self is found at the place where consciousness and the world meet, in the struggle to comprehend what it means to exist. If psychotherapy is, therefore, an attempt to understand what it means to be human and the struggles that we face in response to our own existence, surely it should begin with an understanding of consciousness – our primary relation to the world? Therapy, much like poetry, serves as an attempt to give language to this juncture where consciousness meets a world. In this way, therapy finds a “self” that is not a fixed structure but a “voice” from which experience is articulated. The self is not a thing but an action, a relation and an articulation.

If Buddhism teaches a doctrine of “anatta”, or non-self, how is it even possible to function without a self? What are the therapeutic implications for having and not having a self? What role does the self play in functioning in the world? And, how would one function in the world without a self?

When we ask these kinds of questions, paying closer attention to the sense of self, we realise that it can be experienced in multiple ways. We have surely all had the sense of experiencing ourselves from the outside (in the third person) in a dream as if watching a scene of ourselves in a movie. Similarly, certain kinds of recall memory seem to involve this same third person perspective. Neurophenomenologist, Evan Thompson uses the phenomenon of dreaming as an illustration of how the sense of self takes on various forms in consciousness. In a conversation with Robert Wright in 2016, he equates mindfulness in waking with the lucidity of lucid dreaming while sleeping (and shows how neurologically these appear to be closer in brain states). Lucid dreaming being the kind of dreaming when you are aware that you are actually dreaming and, therefore, able to make conscious choices within the dream. When it comes to meditative practice, there is a certain quality to awareness that we are looking to cultivate that goes beyond just focused attention, a certain kind of quality of awareness of experience and relation to the self – much like the meta-awareness in lucid dreaming, it is the sense of experiencing yourself experiencing.

 

However, this poses some philosophical challenges, such as: when it comes to this kind of awareness, what is doing this observing? It is often conceived that this “observer”, or what cognitive science calls “meta-awareness”, is a separate self behind consciousness. In Western Philosophy this would be, for example, Husserl’s notion of the transcendent ego (a self that is behind consciousness) or in Upanishads (Hindu philosophy) the “true self” that can be discovered in pure consciousness. But, to what extent is this “meta-awareness” a construction (for example through memory) through which we piece together fragmented aspects of consciousness rather than a direct or immediate experience of consciousness itself? Or, is there a subtle and consistent level of awareness that is present in all states of consciousness (even deep dreamless sleep) and that maybe even survives death (as some Buddhist teachings would have us believe)? However, even though we cannot reduce the phenomenon of consciousness to firing of neurons (what has become known as the “hard problem” of consciousness) there is, as of yet, no scientific evidence that consciousness can exist independent of its neurological basis.

 

“For things to reveal themselves to us, we need to be ready to abandon our views about them.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh, Being Peace

My concern here is from a therapeutic perspective and is phenomenological. In other words, how can we to try and bracket our ideas about the world in order to go more directly into experience and discover what we find there. Therapy, much like Buddhism, is concerned with dealing with the illusions we are trapped within and freedom from the potential suffering they cause. From a phenomenological perspective, consciousness is all that we have. There is no Archimedean point from which we can stand outside of experience and witness the supposed Truth. Everything we know is given to us in consciousness, even our scientific conclusions are a creative outcome of conscious activity. Taken further, some might argue a panpsychist view – that the functioning and development of all living organisms within the cosmos involve some level of consciousness (awareness and response to existence). Nevertheless, consciousness, like the cosmos, is not easy to explore. Consciousness, like the cosmos, is a continuous and spontaneous eruption that appears to be self-organising and it does not appear that what we conceive of as a self is the actual origin of consciousness but rather the outcome of consciousness. As Sartre argued, the self is something that is constructed in consciousness within the act of reflecting upon experience. However, Evan Thompson argues that it is misleading to say that the self is a “illusion” (which is how it is commonly languaged in Buddhist teachings) but rather that it is a “construction”. It can also be argued that the construction of self within consciousness is essential to our functioning. In order to be effective in the world, to intervene in the events of our unfolding lives, we surely need to take up a position towards experience. This position towards experience, what we could call a “preference” (in its basic form as pleasure or pain, liking or disliking) are the grounds for such self-positioning (or perspective). It is, therefore, not so much this “I” position that we take towards experience that is the problem but the implications and ethics of this position. In other words, this “I” position (with ideas about what is “me” or “not me” and what is rightfully “mine”) takes on a certain understanding of the world, develops particular motivations based on this understanding of the world (and our place in it) and tends to cling on to this position. It is, therefore, not the tendency to take up this position that perhaps should be of central concern but the nature of the position that we take up and the ways in which we cling to it.

My courageous, yet small in stature, teenage son is playing club hockey against fully grown adults. He receives the ball and has at least two beastly men coming at him with sticks. His coach shouts “Back yourself, Sam!” It’s an interesting construction of self – that the self is something that can be self-backing. I probably spend a lot of time doing the same with clients in therapy – encouraging them to stand by their own needs and desires. This seems to be in direct contradiction with Buddhist teachings that encourage a relinquishment of desires. However, clients who have experienced deep enough shame in their lives can end up feeling apologetic for their own existence and live under a constant cloud of guilt-ridden anxiety, leaving them overly compelled to meet the needs of others in denial of their own. Such a tendency can leave them trapped in circumstances that perpetuate their trauma, tolerating circumstances that are harmful to them in the same ways that their original trauma was. Therapy is often, therefore, a process of constituting a solid enough sense of self (rather than dispelling it as an illusion) in order to gain a sense of agency that can lead to important changes. Severe trauma can also leave a person with an overly fragmented sense of self, making it difficult for them to function effectively in the world. Therapy in these circumstances is self-affirming rather than self-denying. I, therefore, ask the question of how therapy can provide some sense integration without supporting an overly rigid (and therefore fragile and defensive) sense of self? In terms of this the Buddhist psychiatrist, Mark Epstein, talks of an “unintegration” rather than a “disintegration”:

One of the most important tasks of adulthood is to discover, or rediscover, the ability to lose oneself. To do this we must understand the difference between unintegration and disintegration. The Chinese expression for orgasm, “having a high tide,” describes this difference quite effectively. In a high tide everything is floating, the self is submerged or dissolved, but it is not chaos. When we are afraid to relax the mind’s vigilance, however, we tend to equate this floating with drowning and we start to flounder. In this fear, we destroy our capacity to discover ourselves in a new way. We doom ourselves to a perpetual hardening of character, which we imagine is sanity but which comes to imprison us.

However, this does not account for the inevitable requirement for something to unify experiences within consciousness (otherwise all we would be left with are the fragments of “mind moments”). How, then, are we able to knit one moment to the next in a meaningful way? An example of the loss of this capacity being dementia. The real problem is not the unifying capacity of a sense of self but its egoic tendencies: the inclination to seek unity withing consciousness by seeking permanence, to have, and be in control. I believe that there is also value in being sympathetic to our self struggles without entering into a morbid romance with this self and its struggles. This is where Buddhism may have something to offer in terms of its concept of “metta” (compassion) and finds semblance with existentialists like Kierkegaard who saw “care” as the unifying factor in consciousness. To add to this, Heidegger claimed that “care” was the stamp of being human. Therefore, it is likely that a unifying aspect of consciousness can be shifted from “having” to “caring”. Such a shift, of care or compassion rather than having, moves us away from attempts to make something solid out of the self to a relationship with the self as an ongoing process of becoming.

“The self is a mystery. In our efforts to pin it down or make it safe, we dissociate ourselves from our complete experience of whatever it is or is not.”
― Mark Epstein, The Trauma of Everyday Life

My proposal is that it is not the self, in itself, that is the problem but how this self is conceived (the beliefs we develop around it, such as the world owes me something, or how Social Darwinism promotes “survival of the fittest”) and the relationship we have with this self, that is the trouble. In Buddhist language, it is the cravings and aversions that manifest out of our relationship with self (an egoic relationship) that are problematic. It’s the clinging to the self and not the self, in it’s self, that is the problem. The therapeutic model I am proposing is an entertainment of the possibility of continually relinquishing and re-establishing a self-position in relationship to experience as a malleable and unfolding process of continual becoming.

In summary, thus far, I am proposing a meditative approach to the self that takes on a Satrean flavour, viewing the self is a forever incomplete project of achieving some unity, something solid out of the fleeting, inherently empty, moments of consciousness. As the existential psychotherapist Spinelli conceives of what we are as “that process-like flow of being-always-becoming”, rather than a fixed objective self that supposedly can and needs to be accurately known.

The self is ultimately a perspective on experience and it can therefore take on many forms: We can talk of an autobiographical self; a sensory self (even a bodily sense of self is a construction – we put together fragmented sensory experiences that can be grossly distorted); an observer self; a habitual self; and an imagined self, to name a few. However, what seems fundamental to the sense of self is that it is a “sense”. Everyone has a felt sense of what it is like to exist. This is a feeling that we have on a sensory level. After all, it is only through my senses that I experience the fact that I exist. As Merleau-Ponty put it in Phenomenology of Perception, “The body is our general medium for having a world”. I’ve been thinking more and more about this hedonic tone and the role that it plays in our struggles. I have also been thinking about how there is something deeply habitual even to this more immediate sense: how the sensation of the past has a way of lingering in the present. Do we ever get a sense of what is occurring in the instantaneous moment? Is experience only ever somewhat retrospective, as we catch the tail end of a sense of something lingering? Are we ever fully in the present? Even the coolness of the wind on my skin as I type out these words has a way of lingering after the moment. It is through that lingering that I seem to trace the moment backwards. If this is true about the wind on my skin, how might this be particularly true for our “sense of self”? The sense of self is surely, in part, a lingering sense of what it is that we are and a potentially always outdated one. This is why trauma is so damaging, it leaves a particularly lasting unpleasant sensation of, for example shame, fearfulness, or discontent that not only impacts the present but what we anticipate for the future. Whatever vague sense one is left with from the past, it makes it ever more difficult to experience our “self” afresh in the present or imagine ourselves different in the future. The past seems to have a way of lingering in the present, much like the coolness of the wind on skin that lingers beyond the moment. It is this lingering sense that a person arrives in therapy with and that they usually would like to shake off. When this lingering sense is unpleasant enough, forever hindering the potential sense of something new, it tends to morph into a desperate despondence, often leaving one with fantasies of our own ending as the only way out.

This doesn’t have to be a passive process: We are not just sensory receptive organisms at the mercy of experience. We make choices and these choices are self-constituting. From a Satrean perspective, to neglect to choose is an unwelcome version of non-self. To exist we must choose. We, therefore, carry great responsibility in everything that we do. As Sartre is famous for saying, “Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.” This is not dissimilar from certain Buddhist views, in Understanding Our Mind: 50 Verses on Buddhist Psychology , Thich Nhat Hanh proclaims that “My actions are my only true belongings.”

Who the hell do you think you are?

What is it that psychotherapy is meant to be doing?  This is a question that I am, by necessity, obsessed with.  Michael Foucault thought that paying someone to tell you how to live your life was a completely absurd idea.  I agree, this should not be the aim of psychotherapy.

When I was in training, there was a fellow intern that I found insanely irritating.  One afternoon, as she came out of her session with a client, she made a celebratory fist pump as if she had just scored a goal or something.  I asked her why she looked so happy with herself, “I just got my first client to cry” she said, celebrating.  Her attitude was indicative of an underlying misconception about therapy:  That you get it “right” when it is a difficult, painful, and exposing process.  It is often all of these things (hence the mandatory box of tissues on my table) but these things are not the goal.  Discomfort is often a part of the process that we need to endure, but not try and relish in.  Listening to Adam Phillips, a contemporary psychoanalyst, there is nothing wrong with the therapeutic conversation being a pleasurable experience for both client and therapist.  However, therapy to a great extent necessitates a confrontation with the “self”.  Such confrontations are unfortunately not always comfortable.  We are, therefore, likely to avoid them.

A client skips her therapy session to have botox.   There is an inherent symbolism to this:  Choosing to “save face” rather than “face our self”.  We can be particularly ugly to ourselves at times.  Therapy has no place rubbing our noses in this.  But there are unfortunately places in us botox can never reach.  “I can help you, if you just give me the chance” is how I ended our last therapy session.  That is about as much as I can do.  People cannot be forced or chastised into therapy.  They will never find any beauty in their own agony in this way.  Phillips heeds that “people can only develop in their own time and their own way.”

Therapy is not just about confronting ourselves.  We do come to therapy to discover who we are and how we became this person.  But we do so in order to go beyond who we think we are.  In this way, therapy is a place of self-invention.  It is, therefore, the work of therapy to help people find the freedom to live their lives.  Usually, the greatest obstacle to this freedom is the conception we have of ourselves.  “This is just who I am” is the greatest injustice anyone can do to themselves.

Therapy, therefore, asks us to answer an inevitable question: How do we get in our own way?  We stay in the bad relationship that keeps us unhappy.  We continue to drink despite our self-loathing for it.  We keep our anxiety alive by not making the changes we know we should make.  Simply pointing these things out is of little use to a client.  Rather the therapist offers the opportunity to describe yourself back to yourself in ways that will provide a view of what you do to yourself.  Psychotherapists are (and should be) awfully bad life coaches.  Telling people how to live their lives tends to be of short-lived benefit.  And, what is most challenging, is that people generally want you to do this (so that they can take their resent for their parents out on you later).

We were walking through the cane in the late afternoon.  “The earth is starting to travel back towards the sun” she says aloud.  I think to myself; the air does feel a little warmer, but the sun is still setting at its oblique angle to the horizon.  Fiona points out the full moon rising on the opposite end of the planet.  “Does the moon change its orbit too?”  she asks herself.  She is not asking me a question, she is talking aloud as a form of cultivating awareness. Phillips says “In order to articulate something, we have to have someone to listen.”  My role in that moment, was not necessarily to give her an answer.  But, nevertheless, it struck me that I didn’t actually know the answer in any case.  “I don’t really know what she is talking about?” I thought.  But, I didn’t say anything in case I sounded stupid.

So much of our lives is spent like this – with little awareness of what is actually going on.  There are aspects of our lives that are so familiar to us that we don’t bother to even consider them, let alone understand them.  We are busy hurtling through space and time without any need to give it much thought.  Most of the variables of our lives are just there, as they always have been.  This is also the case with the experience of our own selves.  We are so familiar to our selves that we become unfamiliar to who or what we actually are.   Therapy can be a means of thinking aloud about this in order to bring awareness to it.

In order to try and aid this process, I invite clients to write.  The other day a new client sent me pages of very loosely constructed sentences.  I usually welcome this but in her case I suggested that she write more comprehensively about herself.  When she told me that she had been deeply offended by this, I tried to explain that “If therapy is about making sense of yourself to yourself, then the more comprehensive we can be, the more useful this will be to you”.  She had had this fantasy that she could bring me the pieces of herself and I would hand her “self” back to her complete again.  I have an idea, in her case, why she needed this from me at the time but this builds on another dangerous misconception about therapy – that we arrive broken in order to leave fixed.  After all, “All the King’s horses and all the King’s men, couldn’t put Humpty together again.”  There are some things in life that can simply not be put back together.  What if therapy is about knowing, understanding and appreciating the broken bits of ourselves, rather than piecing them together again?  A sense of “wholeness” then, so to speak, may not come from being “fixed” but in making sense of why and how we came about feeling “broken” in the first place.

Ultimately, you bring who you are into therapy in order to discover who, in fact, that is.  As you make your discovery, you are likely to try and discard some aspects while cultivating others.  I think that successful therapy requires the ability to hold an essential contradiction in this regard: to take your “self” seriously enough to explore it but not so seriously that you become stuck in who you are.  When we either take ourselves too seriously or not seriously enough, we enter a kind of madness.  As Zizek puts it: the beggar who thinks he is a king is mad, but the king who believes he is in fact king is equally mad.  Therapy is about contemplating the forces that have shaped us and our behaviour.  The people, places and experiences that have given rise to the idea of “who I am”.

How did I come to be in the world in this way?  How would I rather be?  What gets in my way?

In order to be useful in the world, we have to hold onto who we are to some extent.  At the same time, we need to avoid becoming stuck in that identity.  Although psychotherapy appreciates that we are the product of our pasts, I don’t believe that it should support the idea that our lives, still to be lived, should be completely dictated by the life we have already lived.  Psychotherapy should come with a dose of permissiveness, in this regard, that looks towards a futures self.  Under the influence of Phillips, I would like to suggest that therapy should be weighted towards considering our unlived lives as much as it considers the lives we have already lived.

Imagine if life was a stage and, at any given moment, each of our particular lives was a performance on that stage.  There is both a freedom and an entrapment to this.  The freedom lies in how a “performance” is never fixed and there is always the possibility of invention.  The entrapment lies in the role we find ourselves playing in relationship to both the audience (for example, broader society) and those we share the stage with (for example, our family members).  It is as if our lives have handed us a script that we, before we even make it to adulthood, know far too well.  We run the risk of just playing out this script over and over again, even when “new actors” arrive on our stage.  It is in our families of origin that we have rehearsed this play until it is no longer “play” at all.  We cease to experiment, to some extent, with who or what we could be.  Therapy can be a way for us to “play” again with the idea of our selves.  The problem is, as Phillips puts it, that we’ve judged ourselves before we have found out who we really are.  Psychotherapy is permissive in that it, hopefully, suspends this judgment.  But it is in our struggles, as therapists, to suspend judgment that therapy risks impotency.  All too often we are too impartial in our attempts to intervene in the forces (internal or external) that cause trouble in people’s lives.  How many times should we sit back and watch Humpty Dumpty fall?  I told a client the other day that I can’t sit back and watch him continue to fuck up his life like this.  It squanders his money and my time.  In that moment, I felt that this was the most ethical thing to do.  Doing so, however, runs the risk of placing pressure on the client to be someone on behalf of the therapy.  There is no freedom in that.

Herein lies the delicateness of the therapeutic relationship:  If I am going to try and describe you back to yourself; especially the parts you either can’t see or don’t want to see; this requires a certain frankness on my behalf.  I think I owe it to you to try and help with embarking on the difficult process of integrating the things you have been denying without making too quick a presumption about what those things are.  Because these are usually the things that get in the way of a future version of yourself that you would most likely prefer to be.  It is a gradual, intensive, sometimes uncomfortable but never sardonic process.  It is, however, difficult not to come across like it is the work of therapy to tell you who or how to be.  Or to shame the parts of you that you are already trying to hide from view (consciously or unconsciously).  After all, who decides and how do we decide what is an acceptable way to live our lives?

To answer this question is to ask, “Who do you want to be?”  I believe that any relationship that is good for us (not just therapy) should be excited about the answer to this question.  Most of the time, people have an idea of the lives they want to be living but aspects of the lives they have already lived (and therefore aspects of who they believe they are) get in their way.  Therapy is, therefore, a process of getting you out of our own way.  And, to achieve this, we must first know who you think you actually are and how you came to think that.

Ultimately, a therapy room should have enough seats for the full stage performance of who you are: your sometimes broken self; your often more fixed self; the past versions of yourself; imagined future selves; and all the people that have had a significant role on the stage with you.  But, the actual process is much simpler than we might think.  You just have to have the courage to show up every week and face your own life.

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