Stories We Live By: Personal Myths Guide Daily Life By Sam Keen Psychology Today December 1988 H uman being is a fearless, storytelling animal,” says Sandor McNab. We tell stories – myths – about who we are, where we come from, where we are going and how we should live. And the myths we tell become who we are and what we believe – as individuals, families, whole cultures. As we turn the corner of a season and a year, many of us are moved by two great mythic forces in our culture: We celebrate the birth of Christ – the ultimate hero, whose life has been called “the greatest story ever told” – and the rebirth of the world, the new year, the new self we are resolved to become. Ancient stories such as those of birth and rebirth still have a powerful place in our society and our psyches. They endure despite a tidal wave of science and technology that has changed not only the landscape of our cities, but our fundamental notions of the nature and destiny of humankind. The wave of “rationality” has not washed our psyches clean of myth. Rather, it has altered the stories we tell about ourselves and replaced old myths with new ones (such as the myths of “progress,” and “modernity”), which it insists are not myths at all but “factual” accounts of objective reality. When we look at the panorama of the 20th century, it’s clearly been shaped as much by unconscious myth as by conscious science. In the salad years of our century, Freud and Jung warned that beneath the veneer of reason, mythic struggles between Oedipus and the Father, Eros and Thanatos, Ego and Id are always being played out in the psyche. And indeed they were right. In politics, we have witnessed the demonic power of myths of race and nation – blood-dreams of an Aryan Reich, a pure Yamato people, lily-white suburbs. And in God’s name various militant neo-fundamentalists throughout the world have sown hatred, mounted crusades and killed millions in new holy wars. Meanwhile, East and West have been poised on the edge of an apocalyptic battle ready to exterminate life to defend their sacred myths, their “isms.” In the Vietnam War era we watched a great nation, unable to break the spell of such mythic metaphors as “domino effect” and “containment of Communism,” descent into tragedy. And everywhere that technology has carried the myths of progress, entire species of our animal kin are dying and watersheds are being polluted by insecticides that promised better living through chemistry. Far from marching into a rational future, the myth and politics of modernity have unleashed the dread possibility that we may indeed end our collective storytelling – and our story on this planet – with a bang or a whimper. Journalists often use the word “myth” to mean at best a silly tale and at worst a cynical untruth – a lie. Theologians and propagandists often brand as “myths” religious beliefs and ideologies other than their own. And in a way, they’re closer to the real meaning than journalists are. In a strict sense, “myth” refers to interlocking stories, rituals, rites, customs and beliefs that give a pivotal sense of meaning and direction to a person, a family, a community or a culture. The dominant myth that informs a person or a culture is like the “information” contained in the DNA of a cell, or the program in the systems disk of a computer. Myth is the cultural DNA, the software, the unconscious information, the program that governs the way we see “reality” and behave. We change our ways through changing the stories we tell each other in fiction, political metaphors and even in our songs. One of the most creative mythmakers today, musical comedy playwright Stephen Sondheim, counters our lonely narcissism with a vision of community as the source of individuals’ strength and meaning. A myth involves a conscious celebration of certain values, always personified in a pantheon of heroes (such as the wily Ulysses or the enterprising Lee Iacocca) and villains (such as the betraying Judas or the barbarous Kadaffi). But it also includes an unconscious, habitual way of seeing things, an invisible stew of unquestioned assumptions. A living myth, like an iceberg, is only 10 percent visible; 90 percent lies beneath the surface of consciousness of those who live by it. Outsiders to a system of myths – whether anthropologists, tourists or therapists – can see it, but it’s nearly invisible to those inside. As the saying goes, “We don’t know who discovered water, but we are sure it wasn’t a fish.” Differing cultural myths make Methodists unthinkingly munch hamburgers and Hindus worship cows, or make roast dog a delicacy in China and an outrage in America. Each culture unwittingly “conspires” to consider its myths as the truth – the way things “really” are. The average American, for instance, would consider the potlatch feast in which Indian tribes in the Northwest systematically destroy their wealth as irrational and myth-ridden, but not 1 the suburban weekend habit of browsing malls and throwing away money on expensive, unnecessary technotoys. We view the Moslem notion of “jihad,” holy war, as a dangerous myth but the invasion of Grenada is a political necessity. The organizing myth of any culture functions in ways that are both creative and destructive, healthful and pathological. By providing a world picture and a set of stories that explain why things are as they are, that myth unites a people, sanctifies the social order and gives individuals a map of life’s path. The myth offers security and identity, but it also creates selective blindness, narrowness and rigidity because it is intrinsically conservative. It encourages us to follow “the faith of our fathers,” to imitate the way of the culture’s heroes, to repeat the formulas and rituals exactly as they were done in the old days. Such conservatism can work so long as no radical change is necessary for survival. Confronted with novelty – a natural catastrophe, a military defeat, a new technology or a new system of myths – the mystic mind is at a loss. It tries as Marshall McLuhan said, to walk into the future looking through a rear-view mirror. We can see the dual nature of myth in many problems we face as a nation and as individuals. Consider, for example, the myth of the individual that is central to the American psyche and the American body politic. A profound respect for the individual’s rights and freedoms led to the creation of the Bill of Rights and the Constitution. They limit the power of government and preserve the highest degree of freedom to do business and exploit our natural resources. But the same mythic vision of a nation of individuals also gives birth to a form of loneliness, anomie and alienation that makes it difficult to deal with our largest social problems. We relish the freedom to do our own thing but cannot marshal the national will to create, for example, a health-care system for our old and disadvantaged. Our sense of individuality is often too strong and our sense of community too weak to motivate us to promote the common good. – for our fellow humans or for the natural environment we all share. So the acid rain falls on the just and the unjust, and we’re ambivalent about what – and how much – the government should do about the homeless, air pollution, the greenhouse effect, traffic jams. The same range of creative-destructive mythic possibilities permeates our family life. A family, like a community, has stories and rituals that give it cohesion and differentiate it from other families. Each member’s place within the family is defined by those stories. For example, obedient to the family script, Nan, “who always was very motherly, even as a little girl,” married young and had children immediately, while Anne, “the wild one, not cut out for marriage,” sowed oat after oat before finding fertile ground. Family myths, such as those of the Kennedy clan, may inspire us to endure hardships and tragedy. Or they may, like the myths of many alcoholic or abusive families, pass a burden of guild, shame and failure from generation to generation as some abused children in turn become abusive parents. The entire legacy and burden of cultural and familial myth come to rest, ultimately, on the individual. Each person is a repository of many stories, old and new. But what Santayana said about cultures is equally true for individuals: “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” Unless we try to become conscious of our personal myths, we are in danger of being dominated by them. Neurosis, for example, can be viewed as an of told story we repeat to ourselves and others (“Well, I’m not the kind of person who can…” “I wouldn’t think of…”). Personal myths become constricting and boring unless they’re examined and revised from time to time. We need to reinvent ourselves continually, weaving new themes into our life narratives, remembering our past, revising our future, reauthorizing the myth by which we live. When Freud invented the “talking cure,” he discovered the relation between forgetting and disease, remembering and health, and created a new form of theater. The good doctor Freud, under the spell of the myth of “science,” would never admit that psychotherapy is a species of storytelling, one closer to theater, the novel and the dramatic arts than to science or medicine. Nevertheless, in psychotherapy a troubled person hires a private theater and an audience of one (or lately, a group) to recollect and re-enact a lifetime of forbidden and untold stories. One day, after many quite ordinary 50-minute hours, magic may happen: Suddenly in the middle of telling the life story though, backwards (regressing into the archaic), the spell of the past is broken and the individual feels and sees something new. But being in psychotherapy is not the only way to uncover and rewrite the myths in your life. For more than two decades I have been exploring – and refining – other ways to help people discover their personal myths. My own search started with reading collections of myths of various tribes and people, such as Frank Water’s Book of the Hopi. I was struck by the recurrent fundamental questions that all systems of myth attempt to answer – questions such as: Where did I come from? Why is there something rather than nothing? Why is there evil in the world? What happens to me when I die? What are my duties? What is taboo? What is the purpose of my life? Who are the heroes and heroines? Who is our enemy? Who are my helpers, guides, allies? What does the future hold? Next, I asked these questions of myself and began to sift through the stories about the meaning of life that I had gotten from my family and my culture, as well as those I had invented in the process of creating my own autobiography. I discovered that I had a personal mythology as elaborate as that of any Hopi or Hottentot. My experience in exploring and rewriting my own myths led me to share with others some things I learned. I started to conduct seminars on “Personal Mythology,” often together with the late mythologist Joseph Campbell, whom I first interviewed for Psychology Today in 1971. In these seminars, people were invited to share stories about their heroes and villains, visions and quests, wounds, and gifts, 2 and to play with creating new myths, new autobiographies, new ways of narrating the story of their lives. Many people in the seminars found that sharing personal myths with others helped to break through many barriers – including the special autonomy and isolation of Americans – that separates people from one another and sometimes even from themselves. Communication creates community when we discover and cherish what we have in common is our uniqueness. Indeed, if the unique stories of individuals are not cherished, a group of people may become a mass, or a collective, but never a healing community. What follows are a few of the exercises that have emerged from 20 years of these seminars. They’re yours to play with, but they’re most likely to be helpful – and fun – if you share them with another person; it takes two to tango, to make love, or to recollect your myths. Surprisingly, we usually don’t know many of the important episodes or themes in our personal mythology until we hear ourselves telling them to someone else. We discover our uniqueness in the act of sharing. Just about any one close can serve as an audience for your tales – perhaps your husband, your wife, your child, your lover, your best friend. Just let yourself go and have fun playing with your recollections. If you get too serious and insist on remaining a rational adult looking for the correct formulas that will unlock the secret of your psyche once and for all, you’ll kill the poetry and miss the power of your mythic imagination. There are not right answers. Let the child within you show and tell who you are. Who are you? Begin with your official story the one you habitually tell without thinking. Imagine you are sitting beside a stranger on a train. Introduce yourself (“I am…”), using a single word or short phrase that most accurately characterizes you. Try it 10 times, completing the sentence with different predicates that describe you, such as, “I am a father,” “I am a Republican,” “I am a Marx Brothers freak.” Next, write down your 10 predicates and think about what you have chosen to tell about yourself and what you have left out. How many of your descriptive statements have to do with your work? Your home life? Your gender? Your race, religion, or nationality? Your passions? Your possessions? To discover how important any one of these predicates is to your sense of self, next time you introduce yourself change one item, that is, invent. Make yourself married instead of single, a plumber instead of a banker, a radical instead of a Conservative. What invisible cultural myths guide and inform you? None of us can see the eyes through which we see the world, or fully comprehend the myths that give shape to our lives. But we can jump part way out of our skins by looking at what is familiar through a stranger’s eye – although it takes a lot of imagination, honesty and courage to do it well. One of the simplest ways to discover some of the cultural myths in your life is to play the anthropologist game. Gather together two or three friends, both men and women. Empty your pockets, wallets and purses onto a table. Now, imagine you are anthropologists or visitors from Mars trying to determine the myths and beliefs of those strange people who call themselves “Americans.” Obviously, each person carries a lot of objects: money, credit cards, breath mints, medicines, keys. Some objects seem to have symbolic significance and others practical use. What can you deduce about the natives’ way of life, their values, their psyches, their myths from these portable artifacts? Keys, for example, might tell you something important about trust, privacy, honesty. Do these people identify with the Visa cult or the MasterCard clan? What’s your personal myth? Take a step deep into your personal myth by making a summary of your life story. Make an outline of your autobiography. How do you divide the times and events of your life? What are the names and themes of your chapters? Who shaped and influenced you? Imagine your story is to be published and the five most pivotal events will be illustrated. What scenes would you dramatize? What is the title of your story? Where did you come from? Character and setting are the figure and ground of your story. To understand you, we need to fill in your background. As an individual, you emerged slowly out of a context, like a coral island in the sea. What is that setting for your story? Take a large piece of paper and draw the floor plan of a house you lived in before you were 10 years old. Sketch in all the furniture and the landscape around the house. Take your listener on a tour through your early environment, describing things the way a novelist would. What was it like to live in that house? How did things smell? What cast of characters inhabited the house and what parts did they play in your family drama? What social, political and economic forces and fears did you sense even within the walls of the house – depression, unemployment, wars, racial or class prejudices? What were the rules of the house – the family’s 10 commandments? What conflicts troubled the atmosphere? How much touch, physical intimacy, was there from your folks, your brothers and sisters? What have you forgotten? It seems a violation of common sense to ask, “Tell me what you can’t remember.” But most psychotherapy is built on the assumption that we unconsciously store – and can remember if we try – many parts of our personal histories that we cannot immediately bring to mind. Sexually abused children often do not remember their abuse until they become sexually active adults. We forget, or repress, both what is too painful and too joyful to remember about the madness and magic of childhood. When you drew the floor plan of the house of your childhood, where did you draw a blank? Are there places, rooms, you cannot enter in memory? To discover the blanks in your past, draw a series of floor plans of houses as far back as you can remember and notice the empty places. What went on in them? Sometimes, you can invite yourself to dream about the events that once filed what is now a vacuum in memory. Another way to recover lost history is to draw a line representing your life and mark memorable events year by year. What periods of your life are rich or poor in memories? Begin to ask your close relatives what happened 3 in those times you can’t remember. Every detail you recover will trigger other memories, and gradually you will be able to sketch in the outline of the years. This process is similar to the way blacks, Native Americans and women have recently written their histories by recovering journals and documents that were excluded from standard historical accounts. Against what must I struggle? Who is my enemy? A Central concern of mythology is the dramatic conflict between good and evil. In an attempt to clarify, myth oversimplifies, polarizes and divides the world into us and them, light and dark, right and wrong, good and bad, a way of life and a way of death. It personifies the conflict as a cosmic struggle between God and the Devil. Myth justifies all conflict and warfare, ancient and modern, by casting it as a moral struggle between righteous heroes and demonic villains. And “above” and “below” the temporal field of battle, myth creates a geography of good and evil; a realm of heaven and hell. You can learn about the geography of your own moral/mythic landscape by literally drawing it. Start with your personal map of hell, a modern equivalent of Dante’s Inferno. Assign places on your map and punishments for all your enemies: people who have betrayed you; villains great and small, real and literary; bad men and women; whole organizations you despise. Who personifies for you vices such as greed, cruelty, stupidity and banality? Hitler and Stalin may command prominent places on your map, but save some spots for two-bit sinners and bureaucratic vampires. (My hell includes writers of IRS forms, advertising agencies that lie for pay and producers of TV sitcoms that aren’t funny and demean the human spirit.) What punishments should befall people who commit minor sins? Crimes of passion? The banal? The sadistic? Feel free to sentence some who are near and dear to you – mothers, fathers, lovers, former spouses – to a stretch in purgatory. The way you organize your hell, whom you choose to punish and for what will reflect your understanding of that negation of goodness that goes by many names – maya, illusion, alienation, evil, sin. What is the nature of the good? Who are the heroes and heroines? What ought I do? Now that you’ve dispatched your enemies, make and organizational map of heaven, the modern equivalent of Dante’s Paradise. Find places and rewards for the great and the small: saints and heroes; men and women of exceptional compassion, courage, and creativity; pathfinders, guides, healers, helpers, mentors, allies, friends, lovers, neighbors, visionaries, caretakers, leaders. Give a human face to such virtues as integrity, loyalty, gentleness, strength, wisdom and grace under pressure. Be sure to include people you know well, perhaps even yourself. Along with your map of hell, your map of heaven with its pantheon of major and minor heroes will tell you how, beneath the surface of propriety and rationality, your personal mythology divides the world of light from that of darkness – and on what basis. What does the future hold? What ideal, promise or potential should we seek? Myth gives equal attention to recollections of things past and previews of the future – accounts that explain our origin and our destination. Like the acorn’s promise of an oak, the past and present contain the seeds of the future. By daring to remember paradise lost – the disappointments, betrayals, failures, broken promises – we may catch a glimpse of all that remains unfulfilled within ourselves and may envision a more satisfying future. Both myth and psychotherapy hold and the promise that there is a link between memory and hope. In French philosophers Gabriel Marcel’s marvelously paradoxical definition, “Hope is a memory of the future.” The future whispers its promise to us in the form of fantasy. To preview your personal myth of paradise regained, your ideal future, sit comfortably or lie down and shut your eyes, Breathe deeply and slowly, and relax until you are approaching sleep, then survey your life in your mind’s eye. What have you completed and what is still undone? Allow yourself to feel the void that remains within you, and nostalgia for all that is incomplete, and hold there questions in mind: “What has not happened to me yet? What would have to happen in the future for me to approach my death with a sense that my life was fulfilled? Let your fantasies run free. After a while, interrupt them, take a large sheet of paper, and draw the ideal environment you would like to be living in 10 years from now. Where do you life? Who lives with you? What kind of community do you have? Friends? Work? Recreation? Creative expression? What is happening in the political worlds around you? Once you have glimpsed your desired future, you can consider what you may do to bring it into being. We’ve only looked at some of the questions to which tribal, national or personal mythology addresses itself. But you’ll think of others if you pay attention to the changing texture of your days. And for every question you ask yourself, you will find a story to tell. Your stories, of course, will not give you certainty or objective truth any more that the ancient myths gave the Hebrews or the Greeks accurate maps of the world. But they will fill you with the stuff of romance, tragedy and comedy – the sources of an entertaining life. And they will open you to the stories of others, as common and singular as your own. That remains the best way we storytelling animals have found to overcome loneliness, develop compassion, and create community. 4