Film director Werner Herzog has ranted as such in his lash outs toward psychology (and took some colorful jabs at American yoga, Buddhism, and self-reflection in general while he was at it) what he calls one of the 20th century’s big mistakes. His point, if somewhat over-stated, is that we human beings don’t need to have everything in our psyche exposed, analyzed, and explained away.
A house, Herzog suggests, in which every shadow, every cranny is lit up is uninhabitable. A person, he extends the analogy, who also tries to have everything about herself explained becomes uninhabitable.
I sympathize with his point (although I wouldn’t throw away the psychology baby with the neurotic bathwater).
There is virtue in woods over meadows. In shadows. Crannies. Hidden spaces in a house where one can steal away in reverie. In harmless secrets of the imagination. In question marks and mysteries. In living in fertile confusion instead of sterile certainty. In living in a hut of questions instead of an ivory tower of know-it-all-ness.
Of pockets and drawers and handmade boxes within boxes. Of kisses with unknown motives. Of flowers delivered from an unknown source.
Of being, like Emily Dickinson and Odysseus, a “nobody” for a day or for a year or two or three. Of not announcing. Of emulating a heron instead of a peacock. Of being Daphne instead of Apollo.
Sometimes the best moments of a day are quiet and solitary, invisible and hidden.
What were your day’s three highlights? Share them below – and let us know where you’re writing from. (Or if you want to keep some of your highlights hidden, well, tease us with some clues!)
See you – yes – in the woods,
The 3 Highlights Guy