![]() Galen Strawson (born 1952) British Philosopher University of Reading |
Galen Strawson: Narrative & Episodic Minds
Conversation with
Poetry Workshop
Peter Y. Chou |
![]() Galen Strawson, "The Self" Journal of Consciousness Studies Volume 4, 405-428 (1997) |
Preface: Kay Ryan, U.S. Poet Laureate (2008-2010) told her Stanford Poetry Workshop on February 23, 2010 that our homework assignment for next week is to read her handout of the British philosopher Galen Strawson's essay on narrative and episodic mind ("A Fallacy of Our Age: Not every life is a narrative" (Times Literary Supplement, October 15, 2004, pp. 13-15). Then ask ourselves "What kind of person am I?" We may use examples from our own writing, from literature, and incidents in our lives and others to answer this question. Although Strawson's essay was only three pages, it was hard reading through his arguments. I was not familiar with the analytical philosophers he cited and several of the writers he categorized as having episodic and diachronic (narrative) minds. In this essay I'll focus on Strawson's delineations of these two kinds of minds. Then I'll reflect on my own life to see whether I'm narrative or episodic in character. |
Narrative & Episodic Minds Strawson's TLS article (Oct. 15, 2004) is not available online. However, a full version of his essay "Against Narrativity" was published in Ratio, XVII (4 December 2004) is available for downloading (25 pages PDF at UCSD). According to Strawson, the narrative person figures oneself as something that was there in the (further) past and will be there in the (further) future with relatively long-term diachronic continuity, persisting over a long stretch of time, perhaps for life. The episodic person, by contrast, does not figure oneself, considered as a self, as something that was there in the (further) past and will be there in the (further) future. Episodics are likely to have no particular tendency to see their life in Narrative terms. Since Episodics are not living in their memories, they are more located in the present than Diachronics. But the past can be alive in the present for both kinds of persons simply because it has shaped the way one is in the present. Strawson quotes Rilke's "For the sake of a single verse" (from The Notebooks of Malte Lairids Brigge, 1910): "one must see many cities, men, and things... One must be able to think back to roads in unknown regions, to unexpected meetings... to days of childhood that are still unexplained... One must have memories... And still it is not enough to have memories. One must be able to forget them when they are many, and one must have the great patience to wait until they come again. For it is not yet the memories themselves. Not till they have turned to blood within us, to glance, and gesture, nameless, and no longer to be distinguished from ourselves." I recall finding a book containing this single Rilke poem illustrated by Ben Shahn (1974) in Palo Alto's Mitchell Park Library, and it became a guiding star to write poetry. Later I read Rilke's Letters to a Young Poet (1903) which furthered my poetic sensibility.
One of the Episodics cited by Strawson is a favorite writer of mine. I was intrigued by Borges's story "Funes the Memorious" (1942) about a boy with prodigious memory of everything he sees as well as historical events to the minutest details. However another insight of Borges remained even more vivid "What is a Divine Mind? the reader will perhaps inquire. There is not a theologian who does not define it; I prefer an example. The steps a man takes from the day of his birth until that of his death trace in time an inconceivable figure. The Divine Mind intuitively grasps that form immediately, as men do a triangle. This figure (perhaps) has its given function in the economy of the universe." [Jorge Luis Borges, "The Mirror of Enigmas" from Labyrinths New Directions, New York (1964), Reprint: Penguin Books (1970), p. 247]. I disagree with Strawson classifying Wordsworth and Plato as narrative writers. I love Wordsworth "Tintern Abbey", especially lines 93-105: "And I have felt / A presence that disturbs me with the joy / Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime / Of something far more deeply interfused, / Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, / And the round ocean and the living air, / And the blue sky, and in the mind of man; / A motion and a spirit, that impels / All thinking things, all objects of all thought, / And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still / A lover of the meadows and the woods, / And mountains; and of all that we behold / From this green earth;" In these lines Wordsworth has embraced the four elements of nature sun (fire), ocean (water), air, earth. But it's the mind of man that perceives this beauty, and a spirit which rolls through all things. It's this mystic vision that prompted Richard Bucke to write in his Cosmic Consciousness (1901) that Wordsworth had such a transcendental experience as Blake, Dante, and Whitman.
Am I a Narrative or Episodic Person? Kay asked the class to reflect upon our lives and decide whether we are narrative or episodic. Since I'm three times older than these Stanford undergraduates in the class, I have an unfair advantage to look back on my life and see certain patterns which were not apparent when I was their age. When I was a Columbia undergraduate majoring in Chemical Engineering, my life was definitely narrative. I was born in China and came to America, studied hard to get into Columbia and then to Cornell. My life was a series of events of cause and effect. While doing my doctorate research in physical biochemistry at Cornell, I realized that my Ivy League education did not teach me how to be a more creative person. They taught us the discoveries of Copernicus, Newton, and Einstein. In art and music classes, I learned the genius of Leonardo, Michelangelo, Mozart, and Beethoven. But how did they come up with their ideas? I read their biographies, journals, and letters, hoping to find some clues. Soon I realized that many of them had an inner experience, after which their creative works poured out. They maintained their childlike wonder which I had lost during my emphasis in getting good grades to get into good colleges. Then I found Richard Bucke's Cosmic Consciousness (1901) in the Cornell stacks. Suddenly I realized that our goal in life is spiritual enlightenment and not just material well-being. I may be able to trace biological life from DNA and proteins, but felt that I was in spiritual kindergarten, not knowing my true essence. I used Bucke's book as a road map and began my spiritual quest. The taverns I would stop by on this journey were Balzac, Blake, Buddha, Christ, Dante, Lao Tzu, Plato, Whitman, Wordsworth spiritual mentors who offered a drink of the infinite and eternal.
So in addition to my chemical experiments on polyamino acids as models for proteins in the laboratory, I'd spent times in the Cornell stacks searching for cases of cosmic consciousness in additon to those in Bucke's 1901 classic. In Mozart's biography, I found this revelation "Nor do I hear in my imagination the parts successively, I hear them all at once. What a delight this is! All this inventing, this producing, takes place in a pleasing, lively dream." I was baffled by Mozart's quote. A painter may have a vision of a landscape, still-life, or portrait, and proceed to paint it on canvas. But music takes time to unravel, so how could Mozart hear an entire symphony at once? After Prof. John Hsu's performance on the viola da gamba (circa 1967), I walked with him and another music professor across the campus. When I asked them about Mozart hearing his symphony "all at once", they laughed loudly. When I asked them why it's so funny? They explained to me that "Mozart letter" was a forgery (Strawson was fooled too). My bubble was bursted! Here I had found an example of cosmic consciousness, and it turned out to be a fake. As I was just a beginner on the spiritual path, this was a devasting blow. That night I had a dream telling me to pursue my inner quest I was in a train looking out of the window seeing in sequence a hill, a lake, a forest. When I was seeing the lake, hill was past and forest the future. But someone on top of the train would see the hill, lake, forest all at once for the past, present, future, are all in the Eternal Now! I asked how to get on top of the train to see it all at once, and was told "Not if you continue to identify with your body and the ego self. See not with your physical eyes out of the train's window but with the cosmic eye (Plato's organ of the soul that's more powerful than 1000 physical eyes)." So in losing Mozart's episodic experience story in the day, I found my own example in an episodic dream that same night.
When Science Citation Index invited me to write an essay on my discovery in July 1981, I didn't comply because the letter came the same week when I learned that PB had passed on. So I spent the week writing poems about my time with PB and sent it to his son, Kenneth Thurston Hurst, President of Prentice Hall International. He was thankful for my gift in memory of his Dad. Prof. Fasman sent his essay to Science Citation Index in 1987, so there's a record of our pioneering work. Eugene Garfield noted that our paper has been cited in over 1160 publications, making it the most-cited paper for Science Citation Index. PB advised me at Montreux in October 1978 to follow the Short Path to spiritual enlightenment I had followed the Long Path of meditation, polishing my mind to do creative work in science. Now I need to abandon that effort and rely on Grace for the final gift. Biotechnology envisions genetic engineered individuals and transhumanism, but I feel the Enlightened Self (Bodhisattva Ideal) to be the summum bonum of life. So I changed my career from biochemistry to poetry. When Joseph Campbell told Bill Moyers on PBS "Power of Myth" (1988) that "poetry is a language to be deciphered" in order to express the ineffable transcendental experience, it dawned on me that I've not left my field at all. I've devoted ten years to deciphering protein structures from their amino acid sequences as nature's language of life. Now I'm learning poetry, the language of the human heart. This is the simple life I'm now living enjoying each day as it comes, following my bliss, with no regrets of the past, nor worries of the future being in the present moment of Eternal Now, but remembering the family, friends, and spiritual mentors who brought me here. So I'm both narrative and episodic, and perhaps neither or beyond both. This is Buddha's answer to our true nature "Neti, Neti" ("Not this. Not this.") for to define who we are limits us to the Infinite Self that's beyond all human ideation. I also like the insight of Lu Hsiang-shan (1139-1193), the sage of Elephant Mountain in Kiangsi, where he lectured and taught philosophy. He said "The four directions plus upward and downward constitute the spatial continuum. What has gone by in the past and what is to come in the future constitute the temporal continuum. The universe is my mind, and my mind is the universe." Joyous are the sages who abide in that vision. Here's a poem that came to me whole in a dream "Do You Know Who You Are?" (11-22-2004) [Image: Paul Brunton (1898-1981) in Switzerland circa 1978]. |
Peter Y. Chou, March 2, 2010
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