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dark angels
The
classical idea of individuation in the Jungian picture of the soul
assumes that each person is basically unique and that the process
of individuation is one of reclaiming that uniqueness from the
social mass - one differentiates oneself from ‘the collective’.
The
implication is that I am a single indivisible item: I am an
individual. I am single, indivisible and unique. However divided I
may seem, I am potentiality, a single whole identity.
The
process of individuation is one that involves me as a whole and
any change that occurs effects all my characteristics, complexes
or sub-personalities. In any case, these are really only
illusionary separatenesses. They are not in fact identities at
all, even thought they sometimes behave as though they are. They
are all really parts of me and the individuation process is
one where they become integrated into the single identity that I
truly am.
I
think that is a fair enough summation of the concept of
individuation as we picture it from the Jungian perspective.
I
would like to quote something that Henry Corbin said about
individuation. He said, ‘It is not your individuation, it is
the angel’s individuation that is one’s task’. Put
another way, you could say that what individuates are the many
selves 'within'. What becomes more independent, decisive and
clear, are these imaginative viewpoints which the angels or gods
represent. It is the imagination that individuates.
These
intriguing remarks reminds us of something Hillman said:
"When Jung defines individuation as a ‘process of
differentiation’ and differentiation as ‘the development of
differences, separation of parts from the whole’ it means
realising our differences from every other person. But it also
means our internal differences deriving from our internal multiple
persons."
Technically,
these ‘multiple persons’ are what we call our complexes and
Corbin’s remark suggests that these have a divine connection:
the archetypes personified are the 'angels'. So that if we take
the principle of individuation in an archetypal rather than a
personal sense then we have to look at the idea that individuation
means the complexes becoming who or what they really are. The task
is not our individuation but theirs.
Now
this is all very well if we are thinking in socially acceptable
areas. No one minds our ‘good’ complexes individuating in me.
No one will object to the Muses individuating and turning me into
a divinely inspired poet like Keats or Shelley or a musician like
Bach, Mozart or Handel. No one will mind Apollo turning me into a
doctor inspired by the memory of Hypocrites or Aesclepios. The
sense of the numinosity of great purpose in these things will have
us all nodding our heads. Good stuff. The stuff of civilisation.
But
what about some of the other complexes and the divinities
associated with them? What about Dionysos or Eros in their less
sentimental and more disruptive moods? What about the vitriolic
jealousy of Hera or vicious punishing moods of Aphrodite when she
is slighted?
OK,
so coming down to earth, put it this way: what about my boozing,
what about my wandering eye for women, what about my jealous and
possessive complexes? Worse still: what about my sadistic streak,
what about my fancy for young boys, what about my temper, what
about my Little Murderer? These are all parts of me. They impinge
upon my frail humanity. And they all have a mythic or divine
counterpart. Do each of these have to realise themselves -
individuate, become who they really are?
If
we are going to take the polytheistic psyche seriously, these are
not silly questions. We are going to have to take such
considerations seriously and see what they mean. What about
psychopathic murder and rape, what about child sex abuse and
ethnic cleansing? Are these the horrors in the seething cauldron
of the id that Freud glimpsed and which gave him little hope for
the future of civilisation; are these the barbarities that Melanie
Klein saw in her darling little boys and girls?
No
wonder we want an elevated self or an omnipotent God to hold down
this lot - I want the good-guy in me to individuate, not that
gruesome crowd of malcontents from the underworld. Perhaps we
should try and educate the bad parts of me. OK, who is going to be
the educator? Does that seem a question with an obvious answer? If
so you must be quite sure who the goodies and the badies are.
You're lucky!
But
what am I going to do with my Little Killer - and all the other
permanent inmates of that Insane Asylum I call my soul? My Little
Killer! Are we going to individuate him or put him in a padded
cell. Prozac maybe?
Now,
you see, we have gotten into all this fuss because we have just
imagined my Little Killer literalising himself or as we say ‘acting
out’. We are all prepared for it because we think that imagining
something is the same as doing it, or as so damned close it doesn’t
matter! We dare not let my Little Killer individuate, that is,
allow him to be whoever he really is, because we are literal about
the imagination. Imagining it is doing it. Coveting thy
neighbour’s wife is as bad as laying her - the danger of
fancying her will lead to it. We’ve been taught this for many
centuries.
Ever
since the polytropic psyche disappeared at the beginning of our
era we have been literal about the imagination. Pop psychology
view of fantasy is that it is just another literal mechanics.
Press button ‘A’ for effect ‘B’. You can make your life
wonderful by simply imagining the right images. But,
unfortunately, for the same reason, if your son wants reads comics
or wants a gun for birthday it could turn him into a killer. And
pornography is the reason there are so many sexual offences. Or so
they say
To
individuate my Little Killer I have to honour him and in doing so
I honour the drama of human life, counting myself a part of it. To
individuate my Little Killer is not to cure him of his murderous
temper. But to realise what he actually is. He is a death dealer.
One who sees life from the perspective of death and Hades. He
cannot enjoy life because he can see through it to its
meaningless. Remember that one of the rivers of the Underworld is
the Styx, the River of Hatred. I need the perspective of death and
his cold hatred of life to save me from a demented clinging the
world of daylight. However all this may be, it is true that my
Little Killer is a lot deeper than he is characterised by the
'social worker'. (She, incidentally, is also a killer - but in a
quite different way.)
What
about really bad things like sadism, murder, revenge, psychopathic
coldness, brutality. It is true there are things in the soul which
are inhuman. Or rather they are beyond what we would like to call humane.
But on further reflection we really have to enlarge our meaning of
‘human’.
All
the evil deeds that humans have done are human. Such things also
have their mythical roots and are reflected in the archetypal
behaviour of the gods. These things must not be forgotten - they
have to be saved from repression. Not simply as reminders of what
we shouldn’t do, distancing ourselvesfrom them. Not
remembered simply as ethical signposts, or integratable shadows -
but as dark angels to be honoured as and for who they are. Didn’t
Rainer Maria Rilke say: "Don’t take my devils away
because my angels will leave too".
Individuation
means that my devils must individuate too. I must know them well.
I must bring them onto my imaginal stage, otherwise my play will
only be half-human, a sick sentimentalism replacing my rough
humanity. And the gods will not thank me for doing so. As likely
as not they will use me as the unknowing instrument of torment
where I, in all goodness of pure intention, will wreck havoc on
those around me. There are none so unthinkingly cruel as those who
are compulsively kind and who project their devils onto others.
I’ll
finish with a quotation from James Hillman:
The
contemporary euphemistic word ‘human’ perversely neglects
(the) misanthropy that is also human. Even if we neglect history
and look at contemporary events, our view of the human must
include how humans actually behave; it must include their
psychopathology. If we are to fulfil the humanistic ideal by
becoming fully human, then we are obliged to remember that the
process of that becoming means saving the unforgivable. By saving
I mean remembering, keeping the pathologized experience and its
images safe in memory. The process of individuation or the work of
soul-making is the long therapeutic labour of lifting repression
from the inhumane aspects of human nature."
S.R
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