May 26, 2009
An Echo of Theiresias
Suppose it were possible to be “self” conscious and aware without ever seeing a reflection in a mirror or on a shiny surface. Then on a warm day, near a forest green, from a pond glistening as silver, gazing innocently from the spring undisturbed by cattle, sheep, birds, wild boars, beasts or even by branches dropping leaves from trees that arch over the water, yielding perhaps acorns, pine cones, a nut or two. Then, casting yourself down among the rich landscape, exhausted, on top the grassy verges to quench your thirst, you see such a beautiful sight in the water, irresistibly and immediately falling in love perhaps for the very first time, until realizing that this image is your own reflection.
An overly simplified description of the myth of Narcissus, which has numerous versions, all of which converge on self love, and although told about a boy, Narcissus could equally be thought as a girl. “As she tried to embrace and kiss the beautiful girl who confronts her in the water, eventually recognizing herself, she lay gazing enraptured with the pool, hour after hour. How could she endure both to possess and yet not to possess? Grief was destroying her, yet she rejoiced in her torment: knowing at least that her other self would remain true to her, whatever happened.” So told Theiresias, the blind seer who spoke of Narcissus, “He saw his own shape and it was fatal, for he could only see through it.”
“Alas! Alas!” Narcissus cried, but Echo, a local nymph had already forgiven and grieved with him; then sympathetically echoing his last words, “Alas! Alas!” as he plunged a dagger into his breast, she said finally, “Ah, youth, beloved in vain, fare thee well!” as he expired. His blood soaked the earth, and there sprang up the white narcissus flower with its red corolla.
No doubt an interesting story with unanticipated twists and turns, possibly echoed in Hamlet, Shakespeare’s masterpiece of the Prince of Denmark, one filled with numerous connotations especially the prophecy of the seer, incapable of seeing his physical world because of blindness yet one who is also wise of sight, quite capable of viewing only what lay beyond the existence of the five senses.
Since it is not possible to see oneself other than as a reflection off some external surface whether an inanimate object, or the opinions and attitudes of others, the myth of Narcissus is poignant in its scope about what it says concerning self, the ego, and whatever attributes are chosen to embellish the character most pleasing to see, or taught from negative experience, to mock.
Judgments about “self” begin, absorbed from childhood, and initially from “the other,” before being formulated as part of an individual reflection, once again returning attention to the effects of parents and family that are the initial basis for these impressions, later reinforced or balanced with other things comprising experience. Self confidence, traced with narcissism provides an empowering quality to ascribe value and “self” worth, worthy of living for.
Pathological narcissism can be a reflection unseen by “self,” a blind spot that can be disguised by loathing as well as misguided love also characterizing its invisibility of presence and the absence of “self” esteem so visible by others, describing yet another echo of an echo, caught between the surfaces of the three dimensions reflecting each other as it moves through Time/Space, as much a topic for mythology as is Science.


























Obstacles are rarely the same, testing each time just a bit differently to reinforce awareness of how they differ from past experiences, all of which doesn’t guarantee finding the right solution this time. Many expose some kind of impediment that was thought to be already resolved even though it’s easy to identify patterns that are expressed cyclically. All this does is to provoke the need to find a resolution, hoping it becomes a basis for growth, an opportunity to spiral to another level by adding intensity to new and similar situations.
Looking at a thought as an action that already exists somewhere on another level makes it possible for it to be idea-ted in the first place. Whoever thinks “it” can become the conduit and invent whatever is imagined using the tools of the physical plane to make it concrete. It’s possible for two or more people to be thinking the same idea independently at the same time in which case the credit for the invention will go to whoever creates it first.
Patterns in nature, when connected to individual behavior and perception, can lead to predictions based on some kind of order that initial appearances didn’t reveal. A different structure not previously seen, or one that has changed. Whatever the case, observation becomes acute when it’s possible to sense what was once thought invisible, connecting cosmic principles to things that correspond to the mundane world. The instant it all makes sense, it simply all makes sense, without complication or controversy regardless of paradoxical appearances.






Dependencies are tricky, not at all what one imagines until trapped, unable to remember what it felt like to live without the habit. Tolerance of delay in gratification defines behavior and ability to deal with stress wherever addictive personalities are a factor, especially if smoking is only one of many dependencies expressed. Failure is always present until ready to finally surrender its intoxicating effect or sustaining need.



