Moustakas - Loneliness

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Text originally published in 1961 under the same title.

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LONELINESS

BY

CLARK E. MOUSTAKAS

Get ready to weep tears of sorrow

as bright as the brightest beads,

and like the bright beads you string

to wear round your throat at the burial,

gather your tears and string them

on a thread of your memory to wear around

your heart or its shattered fragments

will never come whole again.

From Flamingo Feather by Laurens van der Post, reprinted with permission of The Hogarth Press Ltd.

and William Morrow & Co., Inc. 1949.

Contents

For Eve Winn

who lives within me

in the infinite loneliness

of the unique

The basic message in this book is that loneliness is a condition of human life, an experience of being human which enables the individual to sustain, extend, and deepen his humanity. Man is ultimately and forever lonely whether his loneliness is the exquisite pain of the individual living in isolation or illness, the sense of absence caused by a loved ones death, or the piercing joy experienced in triumphant creation. I believe it is necessary for every person to recognize his loneliness, to become intensely aware that, ultimately, in every fibre of his being, man is aloneterribly, utterly alone. Efforts to overcome or escape the existential experience of loneliness can result only in self-alienation. When man is removed from a fundamental truth of life, when he successfully evades and denies the terrible loneliness of individual existence, he shuts himself off from one significant avenue of his own self-growth.

I first began to discover the roots of my own loneliness during a family crisis when neither man nor reason could assuage the searing pain in my heart. This crisis was the instrument through which I plunged deeply into an intensive and timeless experience of the self. The sudden recognition and depth of my own loneliness was a revelation which changed the nature of my life. I could never again see the evening sun fading into oblivion without feeling lonely. I could never again pass a troubled person or see pain, misery, suffering, poverty around me without being deeply and sharply touched. This recognition of my own basic loneliness, this penetrating awareness of my own isolated existence, opened within me a flood of painful feeling and left me in a barren and eroded state. At the same time I saw life and nature in more vibrant forms than I had ever experienced before. Each aspect of my life took on a color, a distinctness and vividness, entirely new for me. Something extremely powerful took root in me and I came to know myself in a more honest and fuller sense than I ever thought possible. I learned that I could thrive in lonely silence. This recognition and meaningful awareness of myself as an utterly lonely person opened the way to deeper human bonds and associations and to a fuller valuing of all aspects of life and nature. I realized that mans inevitable and infinite loneliness is not solely an awful condition of human existence but that it is also the instrument through which man experiences new compassion and new beauty. It is this terror in loneliness which evokes new senses and makes possible the experiencing of deep companionship and radiant beauty.

My awareness of loneliness did not come as an idea but from the involvement of my whole being in loneliness. What I have written in this book is an experience of my own existence as a solitary individual, as well as the existence of others, and of the meaning which loneliness has for human growth. One can come to a recognition of loneliness as a condition of human life only through a deep and penetrating voyage of ones own solitary nature. I hope the experiences presented in the book will provide a primary source, an impetus to self-discovery, and to feeling-knowledge. I know that no person can remain unchanged once he opens himself to loneliness and surrenders himself to the terror and beauty of a totally isolated existence.

It is a great gift to be suddenly awakened, to perceive the world from vast, expansive inner openings and new pathways, to see light where there had been darkness, to find beauty in broken bits of stone, to see color where all had been dingy and gray, to hear a human voice and absorb a smile as a precious treasure, to see into the heart of life and to recognize the brevity of life and the necessity of making each moment count, to realize the ecstasy of human companionshipand when someone else sees this vital strand of lonely being not as an insight but with all the feeling of an informed heart, then how sweet is the confirmation. When someone cares enough to see into the deepest roots of ones nature, though it is heart-rending to be known in this naked sense, it brings the deepest measure of unique and thrilling sensations.

Loneliness for me started with a family crisis but my voyage took me into literature and music and art, into history and science. For many, many months I opened myself to the loneliness which surrounded me in my everyday living, to the lonely experiences of my colleagues, friends, and neighbors, to books and articles. I have concluded that loneliness is within life itself, and that all creations in some way spring from solitude, meditation, and isolation.

This work is not an exhaustive or comprehensive study, but is a pointed selection of lonely experiences and lonely persons, along with commentary on some of the conditions which penetrate human life and precipitate mans aloneness.

This book grows out of my own search to come to an understanding, awareness, and respect for myself as a solitary, isolated, lonely individual and the gripping, painful, exhilarating, and beautiful experience of being utterly alone and separated from others. In a sense, the book is an inquiry or search, perhaps a personal disclosure into the meaning and essence of loneliness itself, the loneliness of my life and the loneliness of others, which has shaken and stirred me profoundly and opened new channels of awareness and beauty in the world.

Man has recognized the importance of companionship. Perhaps this book can strike a chord into the lonely life of others, can be one step not only in experiencing the real terror in loneliness but also in revealing new horizons of love and beauty.

I wish to thank the many persons who conversed with me and wrote to me so openly and intimately of their experiences with loneliness, particularly Florence Bedell, Paul Jensen, James Byars, and Glen Christensen.