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True Myth and Fake News

When my mythologist tribe visits town, I like to pour Chardonnay from a vineyard called True Myth. The wine goes down like nectar, a goddess adorns the label, and the name always makes us laugh, because we share the conviction that no, myth is not literally true, but yes oh yes, myth is truly true, deeply true, soul-true. In other words, myth tells lies to tell the truth. Myth reveals its truth not in the literal facts of its images, but as their meaning cloaked in metaphor.

For example, who is the goddess on the wine label? The bottle makes no overt introductions, but the prominent word “true” reminds me of Aletheia, the ancient Greek goddess of truth. Aletheia doesn’t embody only the kind of truth regarding facts and data; she also personifies disclosure or revelations. Aletheia reveals what had been hidden.

The Greeks mythologized lies, on the other hand, as the Pseudologoi, or False Words — a nasty horde born of Eris, the goddess of strife. It’s easy to imagine the Pseudologoi as stinging winged beasties, especially these days when they swarm from the mouths of the president and his apologists. But there’s also a different tale that tells of a single goddess named Pseudologos. As the story goes, when Prometheus was making Aletheia in his workshop — the same divine studio in which he fashioned humankind — Zeus summoned Prometheus away from his work. Prometheus’s ambitious assistant Dolus, whose name means trickery or deception, set about making a copy of Aletheia. The copy’s features and radiance matched Aletheia’s exactly, except that Dolus ran out clay before he could make the copy’s feet. When Prometheus came bursting back in, he stopped in his tracks, breathless at the copy’s likeness to his own work and greedy to garner the glory for creating both goddesses. He hurried them into his magic kiln, and when they came out, glowing hot from the fire of the gods, Prometheus breathed the spark of immortality into both of them. They both exhaled, and then Aletheia walked with slow, steady, measured steps, but Pseudologos could only stand still, because her legs ended in stumps.

Prometheus Creating Humankind while Athena Looks On, Louvre Museum

Have we not all faced difficulty in distinguishing truth from lies, and plagiarism from originality? Even clever Prometheus fell for the trick, and we are but muddy mortals. And notice how the blurring goes both ways: lies can seem so much like truth, and truth can seem so much like lies. Both are sculpted from the same clay. Both are equally alluring. But Pseudologos has no feet. She has no firm foundation in reality, and she cannot move on her own. She needs the aid of accomplices. Isn’t it interesting that her existence springs from an excess of ambition, in both Dolus and Prometheus?

Aletheia, on the other hand, has an independent existence. She stands on strong, supple feet. The solid earth supports her. She doesn’t back down. Careful and conscious, she neither rushes to judgment nor jumps to conclusions.

See how mythic images raise the ante on everyday metaphor? Magical, fantastic, and full of wonder, myth bursts with gods, goddesses, and creation on cosmic scales. Mythic imagery doesn’t just tell lies to tell the truth; it tells fabulous lies, huge lies, amazing lies.

Fake news works on a similar principle. It, too, tells big lies, and its lies also have some deeper meaning. For example, consider the slander that circulated about Hillary Clinton and the pizzeria during last year’s election season. The facts of the story were patently ridiculous, but the deeper meaning that many of us ignored — myself included — was that Clinton had a real image problem, and that some voters loathed her with a malicious, toxic furor. Then there is the story about Donald Trump’s visit to Russia, and the prostitutes peeing in a Moscow hotel room. The meaning of the story is that many people believe the president to be a dirty conman who treats women like commodities and is in bed with the Russians, financially and politically. But we don’t have all the evidence yet. This story might turn out to contain literal truth as well, aka true news.

Fake news scratches the age-old itch of myth — a deep desire to believe the unbelievable, to participate in magic, to thrill along with a flight of imagination. But fake news is not true myth. The truths of fake news are passing, ephemeral things, as fleeting as the headlines, and their lies are designed to manipulate.

Our slippery times speak in slippery terms: alternative facts, reality tv, infotainment, misinformation, post-truth. Each is a euphemism for the ugly fact that money-mongers lie to gain, preserve, and augment their power. Fake news is a powerful weapon in their arsenal. Fake news lies to drain us of our power. Myth lies to remind us of our power, here and now and always.

Truth, Cesare Ripa’s Iconologia (1593)
Our power begins in recognizing and discerning between Aletheia and Pseudologos. Does a story arise from someone’s ambition? Who stands to to gain from it, and how? Does it stand on its own, or does it require co-conspirators? Is it a near copy of the truth but missing a crucial detail? Does the story rush itself? Does it lurch away from scrutiny and race ahead to tell more false words?

Myth tells lies to tell the truth. It can even tell lies to tell the truth about telling lies. Maybe Aletheia and Pseudologos aren’t so much two distinct beings, but two ends of a gradating spectrum. Maybe the more truth a story contains, the stronger its feet grow, the further it can stride. Maybe the more falsehood a story contains, the more its feet thin into mist and blow away.

On the True Myth wine bottle, we can’t see the goddess’s feet, but the label proclaims, Her Secret Is Patience. May Aletheia share more secrets with us. May her strength and beauty walk with us, along with her patience and wisdom.

Rumi’s Field of Enchantment

The practice of enchantment doesn’t focus on what happens as much as it focuses on how to see what happens. Enchantment is about practicing conscious, creative seeing, then conscious, creative response. Manipulators, on the other hand, want us to see by means of evaluation and classification, which result in all the boring binaries — approval-disapproval, good-bad, righteous-evil — and then we’re locked into little boxes. We’re twitchy, reactionary, and easy to upset. Enchantment steps outside judgment. Enchantment sees nuance, complexity, dimension, wholes.

Binary thinking might seem built into our bicameral bodies. But having two eyes doesn’t mean seeing with one eye or the other, nor does it mean seeing twice as many things. It means seeing with something new: depth perception. Our left-right twos are not either-or binaries, or both-and additions. They are simultaneous, mutual enhancers. Each part multiplies the other’s effect.

Rumi wrote, “Beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about.” Beyond judgment, the poem finds a place of radical magic: fullness, connection, wonder, soul. Rumi conjures that field through a conscious act of imagination, then invites us to join him. Practioners of enchantment gladly accept. Who knows what might happen there.

“To change how we see things takes falling in love…”

“To change how we see things takes falling in love. Then the same becomes altogether different. Like love, a shift of sight can be redemptive–not in the religious sense of saving the soul for heaven, but in a more pragmatic sense. As at a redemption center, you get something back for what you had misperceived as merely worthless.”

– James Hillman, The Soul’s Code

Stardust’s Guide to Entertaining Possibility

First, make the space inviting. Clean the clutter. Light some candles. Turn electric lamps down low.

img_0067Now issue an invitation on your very best stationery. Write in ink. Use sealing wax. Do NOT invite Possibility’s enemies: Perfection, Convention, Sarcasm, Should. Those demons can swoop around outside but for now they may not enter.

When Possibility arrives, she might just slip in unannounced. She might act shy and sideways, but remember her name comes from the root posse, which means ability and power. This form of power expresses through indirect speech: metaphor, image, poetry, song. Learn that language. Speak it to her. She’ll reply. She knows what stardust is capable of. She will remind you if you forget.

Stardust Powers, Activate

An enchanted life involves enchanted being and enchanted actions. Like this:

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Step 1: Enjoy what you’re doing.

Step 2: Do more of what you enjoy.

Feel for the sparkle that’s always there, then do something you know carries extra sparkle: a walk, or drawing, or cooking a nice meal. Then do something for someone else’s sparkle: a kiss, a gift, a surprise night out.

Make overtures to enchantment, and watch enchantment respond. Watch it gain a foothold. Watch its strength develop. Watch it come up with fabulous new ideas for more enchantment.

Imagine, If You Will

If it’s true that your thoughts affect your experience – which it is – and if it’s true that you can think – i.e. imagine – consciously, then it follows that you can consciously affect your experience by means of imagination. Your imagination casts your own personal spell. So what kind of spell do you want to cast? Do you want to live half-asleep, as though ensorcelled? To live in conflict, as though bedeviled? To experience wonder, as though charmed?

Note that little magic phrase: as though. As though is a glittering gateway into the imagination. Go ahead, step inside. See the world as though seeing stardust. Look at the soil: stardust. Look at the ocean: stardust. Look in the mirror: stardust. Stardust eats breakfast. Stardust gets great ideas. Stardust follows through. Stardust has stardust eyes that shine with possibility.

Jerusalem, plate 53, by William Blake
Jerusalem, plate 53, by William Blake

Enchanted Vocabulary: Himma

Himma is a word used by medieval Sufi mystics to mean the creativity of the heart. It’s closely related to intention, desire, and the soul’s capacity to imagine.

Persian frieze tile with phoenix, Metropolitan Museum of Art
Persian frieze tile with phoenix, Metropolitan Museum of Art

Tom Cheetham describes the idea like this: “The archetypal creative act is not based on Power but on Love…. To create is to Love, to let flower…. This is the meaning of himma: real being is created not by thought, but by passion” (from The World Turned Inside Out). To create is to let flower. That means allowing and surrendering – not forcing or controlling.

So himma means a shift from the illusionary “power” of thinking-fearing-dreading-planning, and into the strength of loving and letting.

Imagine it: the locus of your awareness hovers somewhere behind your eyes. Feel it there. Now let it drop down, down, to a place behind your breastbone. Let it hover. Let it relax. Let it spread out. Let your eyes adjust to this new kind of light, the low glow at the edges that pulses with the creativity of that which is vast. This is the space of openness, of receptivity. This is peace and passion both at once. This is himma.

Enchantment as a Strategy

What if enchantment bathes the whole world and everything in it? What if everything comes from and returns to sparkle?

Flaming Heart, by Megan Massacre
Flaming Heart, by Megan Massacre

To live in enchantment, choose to feel enchanted. If you don’t feel enchanted, and you want to, change how you feel, like changing the radio station. You’re free to tune to a different channel — despair, boredom, terror, whatever — but awe, wonder, love, and fun — the ingredients of enchantment — grease the wheels for creative ideas, for innovative responses and fresh perspectives.

It might go like this:

  1. Gather your energy into your center. Somewhere inside your ribs. It shines there like a small sun.
  2. Remember that the sun is a star.
  3. Know that enchantment is not about you. It’s far, far bigger than you, but still, you get to choose your enchanted response. You get to make decisions.
  4. Feel into the creative, collaborative day ahead. Your fairy godmother waves her wand and showers you with the same magical stardust that makes up the earth and your body.
  5. Listen close, all day long. Listen for your guidance.
  6. Shazam.

The Enchanted Revolution

Some say that incremental change is the safest, sanest way to address systemic problems. But sometimes, when the cracks in a broken system shiver with seismic reverberations, and the pressure of looming catastrophe feels crushing, baby steps will not work, personally or collectively. Then it’s time for transformation, and transformation begins with enchantment.

To enchant a tricky situation:

  • stop judging it, so you can
  • look at it differently and
  • hold it lightly as you
  • attune to the possibilities that orbit like electrons, which will let you
  • stay nimble, stay quick, the better to
  • appreciate the metaphors and no matter what
  • be willing to learn
  • be willing to teach
  • be willing to work
  • be willing to play
  • be willing listen for wisdom and always, always
  • remember that it’s not about you any more than
  • it’s about everyone and all that is.

 

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