William Faulkner used to fume, fuss and fidget in his armchair for what seemed to him an eternity as the clock on the wall ticked slowly towards 4 PM. You see, he had raised his own personal bar to that level of anxiety - for four was his own Happy Hour. Time for a drink!
You know, there IS a wisdom in insecurity...
Cause Insecurity can help us catch sudden glimpses of a HIDDEN side of our personas. It’s a lot like CATCHING yourself looking at your reflection in the mirror... in another nearby mirror. Spooky, isn’t it?
Maybe there’s some truth to its wisdom, the wisdom of the hidden - but I’m of two minds on that!
Because if you live in a recurring state of High Anxiety quite often (remember the HILARIOUS Mel Brooks movie?) you may not like it - but, on the other side of it, to more sophisticated readers of 2021, it may seem trite:
Quite often, I think, our own reflections have been leeched of existential meaning. Because anything other than surface meaning has been banished from our self-image.
Anxiety can be a fear of an Unknown Self.
Have we lost the idea of a real self with meaning? Oh, not a self with added contextual meaning - but our selves Alone - without the meaning of our environment.
Work, for instance. Or talk or entertainment. Without a context in the modern world we risk vacancy. That’s why nowadays folks fall between the cracks. Without identity there is no connectivity.
Now, this book is a bit like The Idiot’s Guide to Nothingness... hey! It was written a full 70 years ago!
And, hey! I’m of that age myself! Yikes.
So I have an excuse. I’m an Old Fogey. Well, where were we?
Oh yes - well - it may seem simplistic to all you young bucks...
But you gotta realize, W.H. Auden wrote his epochal AGE OF ANXIETY the same year. And the screws were only JUST THEN beginning to be tightened on our brains by our intense political and cultural pressure!
Don’t take my word on it, though, READ Rollo May’s wonderful book, The MEANING of Anxiety.
It’s like the poet Rainer Maria Riike said 100 years ago: “could it be that the real world is something I’ve never KNOWN?” Well, that’s scary. Without a foundation, we can be lost!
Yes, anxiety’s Everywhere now. So if you have it real bad, maybe you should avoid The Wisdom of Insecurity - maybe.
Because the author’s a bit old-fashioned, as I said, and he offers you at one point only a passe Fifties’ Fad, Vedanta, as a possible solution. That and meditation.
Nothing wrong with that, really, but it’s certainly not on everybody’s list of go-to occupations anymore. We’re too busy.
But, still, his point remains valid - because most faiths, firmly held, can help you finally overcome your anxiety.
Buddhism did THAT for Lenny Cohen, the wonderful late singer and writer! But any nascent belief has its rocky beginnings, and my own early Christian leanings were no exception to this.
For in the Quest for the Holy Grail, the Knight who’s questing has to endure a final nerve-wrackingly horrific dark and evil night in the fateful Chapel Perilous.
And perhaps it’s THERE that he learns The Wisdom of Insecurity... and I think that’s probably the final hurdle of anxiety we have to submit to.
But the beginning of Anxiety is REALLY in the Birth of the Intuition of Being. Our littleness in a big world. That’s where it all starts, when, as Watts says, we glimpse the ultimate peace of Being.
Now, Being to us in our fractious lives seems to be constantly Threatened by Non-Being - evil, or Nothingness as Sartre puts it.
For when we first glimpse the peaceful simplicity of just being-there (remember the Kozinski novel?) this nothingness arises ferociously to subvert it.
Our nature is essentially dualistic. We each contain both good and evil.
We are forced to wrestle with the demon of nothingness, until that day when, through thought, prayer and meditation, we - or rather the Being of God - melts it in a Fire of Attention, Love and Peace.
That is the classic defeat of Anxiety.
And it works.
And Watts’ method of Vedanta, or universal religion, might work as effectively as the more traditional forms of religion to this end.
All I know is, the Peace that crowns our life’s long, hard struggle is Marvellous!