The Spiritual Aspect of Writing Memoir: How We Find Stories in Our Quest to Find Meaning
PART ONE
Wednesday March 27, 2024
Good morning beloved reader,
During the 3rd semester of the MFA program at Vermont College of Fine Arts, we were required to write a “Critical Thesis.” My third semester writing advisor was the wonderful human and author Lawrence Sutin, and I was grateful he encouraged me to dig deep into my obsessions, which even back then in 2016, were spirituality and story.
Similar to how I shared my 4th semester MFA Graduating Lecture here, I also thought that my Critical Thesis may be of interest to readers and/or writers in this community.
(I was also fortunate to get an excerpt of this critical thesis published in the Tiferet Journal; Fostering Peace Through Literature & Art.)
And so my dear reader, please find below Part 1 of The Spiritual Aspect of Writing Memoir: How We Find Stories in Our Quest to Find Meaning.
Side note: I recorded myself reading this post for you dear reader, but we are still without WiFi (see last post) and when I tried to upload it over cellular phone data, the recording was lost 😬😵😵💫🥴😳🤯
May you enjoy reading!✨🌟💖🙏🕊️
Part 1
Vivian Gornick writes in her 2001 book, The Situation and the Story: The Art of Personal Narrative:
“Thirty years ago people who thought they had a story to tell sat down to write a novel. Today they sit down to write a memoir. …For many, the development is puzzling. Everywhere—among those who read and those who write—people are asking, Why memoir? And why now?” (Kindle loc. 896)
This question of “Why memoir? And why now?” intrigues me.
Perhaps this question is even more pertinent today than it was when Gornick’s book was first published in 2001, as demonstrated by the number of memoirs that have hit the New York Times bestseller list in recent years. In my own journey of writing memoir, I experienced an intersection of two situations which gave rise to an idea of one possible explanation. By delving into this possible explanation, I will explore how, when a writer embraces and cultivates the spiritual aspect of memoir, the resulting psychic space that is created, often facilitates effective writing of memoir.
One of the situations that gave rise to a possible explanation of “Why memoir? And why now?” involved a two-year journey of studying world religions which I embarked upon after my husband recovered from cancer, and we left our twenty-year careers and lives in New York City to move to a decades-old log cabin in the woods of Temple, New Hampshire. My upbringing involved no religious conditioning, yet I did experience several years of a Waldorf education of body, mind, and spirit. My parents were interested in spirituality, but not in the dogma and baggage that so often comes with religion.
When doctors diagnosed my husband with cancer, we both faced his possible death. Truly considering an early end of Jamie’s life changed us both—in ways both internal and external. We changed where we live, how we nourish our souls, how we spend our time, what we eat (we’re now more simpatico with food— he’s more interested in organic vegetables and healthy foods.) Perhaps the fact that we also both approached mid-life added to my deep dive into questioning the meaning of our lives.
Historically when human beings have looked to find meaning, we often look to religions and spirituality for answers. But not having grown up in any particular religious tradition, I was drawn to this interfaith seminary program as it involved the study of spiritual truths found in all faiths. From Hinduism, the world’s oldest religion—and third largest; Christianity being the largest and Islam second—to Shamanism, one of the world’s oldest indigenous spiritual practices (the Australian Aboriginal Dreamtime is older still), to Judaism, Buddhism, Taoism, Sikhism, and more, we delved into their spiritual truths, rituals, beliefs, practices, sacred texts, prayers, chants and sacred sound currents.
As part of this two-year spiritual journey, for nine months we studied the ancient Hindu sacred text, The Bhagavad Gita. Our spiritual teacher, interfaith minister Reverend Stephanie Rutt, discussed the many ideas and spiritual concepts raised in The Gita and one conversation, in particular, stayed with me. Imagine a spiritual mentor standing in front of you, holding her left arm bent at the elbow about eighty degrees, her left hand in front of her chest with her palm facing upwards, horizontal to the ground, she waves it slightly back and forth on that horizontal plane, and she tells you, “this represents your humanity.” Then imagine her holding up her right hand above and perpendicular to her left hand, with her right palm almost gazing down on her left palm, and she moves her right hand back and forth and tells you, “this represents your divinity.” And it is from your divinity that you can observe your humanity—no judgment, simply observing.
The physicality of this description of how we can observe our humanity from our divinity, struck a chord with me.
In Buddhism, there is a similar concept called witness consciousness—defined in more depth in the book Brilliant Sanity: Buddhist Approaches to Psychotherapy by Kaklauskas, et al. Many Eastern religions have a variety of terms for this concept, but the underlying essence is the same: the idea of this act of observing or witnessing without judgment our
humanity: the story of our very human lives,
from our
divinity: a kind of benevolent, compassionate, and empathetic observing awareness within each one of us.
Part of this interfaith program also involved creating an individualized daily spiritual practice in consultation with Rev. Stephanie. When it was my turn to meet with her one-on-one, she told me that she had chosen three or four different chants or mantras she believed would serve my spiritual growth. She said that I could choose one from the few she would sing to me. She began to chant and sing. I hadn’t ever heard any chants or mantras like these and I enjoyed listening to them. They were in a different language so I couldn’t understand the words, but that didn’t seem to matter.
After two different chants, she sang one called Gobinday Mukanday, and it felt like she poured a bright, warm light into me. Tears came to my eyes. Even though I had no idea what the words meant, my whole being resonated with this sound current—as though my soul was being tuned like a musical instrument.
On an energetic level I felt nourished. The sounds connected with me beyond my mind, like it communicated directly with my heart and soul. As though my heart could communicate in this language she sang even though my ears and mind had never heard these sounds before. As though I was in a dream where we didn’t speak with words but we communicated with feelings. Certain sounds invoked certain feelings. And the roots of those feelings reached deep into my subconscious. It was as though she tuned into the part of her Self that knew what I needed to heal within myself, and she sang directly to that wounded part of me. That wounded part of me that didn’t yet have the courage to allow me to claim my spirituality in the world and give it voice.
I can’t remember another time I felt so moved by sound.
Several years later, Rev. Stephanie finished her Doctor of Ministry where she proposed a new paradigm called The Sonic Trilogy of Love, detailing how sacred sound unites all in mystical unity across faith traditions.
“I guess I know which one I’ll be practicing,” I told her when she finished singing.
Rev. Stephanie smiled and told me that Gobinday is a courage mantra, also noted for the capacity to break through deep-seated blocks. I learned later that the Sikh guru Yogi Bhajan says about this mantra, “Besides helping cleanse the subconscious mind, it balances the hemispheres of the brain, bringing compassion and patience to the one who meditates on it.”
I learned it was also a Sikh chant to help cultivate courage. After chanting it as part of a daily practice for about nine months, it must have worked on some level, as I finally had the courage to recognize my need to write and to share my writing in the world—after I’d worked in the publishing industry for twenty years (mostly in subsidiary rights.)
So I took a class at the Grub Street writing center in Boston called Memoir Essentials: Finding Your Story, led by a gifted writing teacher and Harvard law school graduate, Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich. Alexandria discussed Gornick’s The Situation and the Story. This was the second situation that contributed to gaining insight into the question, “Why memoir? And why now?”
Alexandria discussed the way Gornick describes how, in order to write a memoir, first the author must find the story in their situation. In order to do this, the author (who is also the narrator, in addition to a character in their own book) has to climb out of the box of their own situation and look back in to see the character of themselves participating in the story of their life. Conjure in your imagination, the physicality of hand over hand, climbing up to the edge of a box, to turn around and peer back in, to observe yourself as a character on a journey and see what’s at stake.
As Alexandria physically mimed the act of climbing out of a box to show how we can look back in on our life to find the story in our situation, the physicality of what she demonstrated, made me think of when Rev. Stephanie demonstrated with her hands to show how we observe our humanity from our divinity. In that moment, I saw the connection between observing my humanity from my divinity, and finding the story in my situation.
In other words, I recognized it is the same spiritual act that is involved in both practicing witness consciousness, or observing my humanity from my divinity, that is also involved in the act of finding the story in my situation—which is what one needs to do to write memoir.
Both require me to get out of my own way.
Both require me to release attachments to what I may think of as “my story” as defining who I am. I am not my stories. To access the reflective narrator perspective, as a memoirist, I need to be objective about the stories I excavate from my situation.
Both require me to practice this kind of witness consciousness, where I am able to observe the stories in my situation without attachment to those stories. For a memoirist to objectively write about one’s own stories, one needs to detach from the stories and see them objectively. My stories do not define me.
In writing about the stories from my situations, in essence, I cultivate the capacity to observe my humanity from my divinity.
This kind of witness consciousness helps me develop a nonjudgmental and forgiving attitude towards myself as well as others, which allows me to write my stories objectively. For example, it creates space so that I can see myself as the younger character on the page, as different to who the narrator is today.
This inner divinity or witness consciousness may be developed with meditation, mindfulness, mantras, chanting, centering prayer and other forms of spiritual practices, and, in essence is also developed by the memoirist reflecting back on their life, and finding the story in their situation.
As a writer witnesses and then writes about their humanity from their divinity, the reader may also experience the author’s divinity—their benevolent, compassionate and empathetic observations about their lives and the characters in their stories, and on some level the reader may identify with the universal elements in their very human stories.
In addition to a writer observing their humanity from their divinity, a memoir also most often includes the author reflecting and finding meaning from their experience. Questions around how and why events unfolded as they did are examined in depth. What the writer may have learned from their part in the situation, is also explored. This very act of finding meaning may provide both the writer and the reader with spiritual insights as well. As Viktor Frankl, the Holocaust survivor, Austrian neurologist, psychiatrist, and author of Man’s Search for Meaning wrote:
“We have absolutely no control over what happens to us in life but what we have paramount control over is how we respond to those events.”
As mentioned above, historically humans have looked to religions to find meaning in our lives. But perhaps we are at a point in history where many people are no longer finding what they need in religions. Perhaps the dogma and baggage in organized religions are an obstacle for the growing Spiritual-But-Not-Religious crowd who still seek the true essence of spirituality. Perhaps the crumbling patriarchal hierarchies in established religions are a symptom of changes to come. Perhaps both writers and readers are discovering through memoir, certain aspects of spirituality: how to observe one’s humanity from one’s divinity and how to make meaning from one’s very human life.
Perhaps the memoir journey provides an opportunity for writers to learn how to observe their humanity from their divinity, to spend time in reflection and contemplation, and to find meaning in the stories they excavate from their situations. And perhaps readers are turning to memoir to see how others are finding meaning in the stories of their lives.
Who knows? But the fact remains that the number of memoirs being published continues to grow.
This was wonderful, Camilla. Both to hear how writing your memoir was transformative for you, but also on a personal level. . .
See, for a while now I’ve been working on a first draft of what I thought of when I began as ‘a book about skateboarding’ but the more I write the more I’m realising the book is closer to a memoir about how following my passion for skateboarding has bestowed me with countless life lessons and opportunities for personal growth. At first I was resisting the idea that the book is closer to a memoir than I thought, but I’m warming up to the idea — and your piece definitely helped with that.
Fascinating post Camilla. I appreciated the hand movements as a way to see our lives. I call it the horizontality and verticality of our lives. The horizontal as our lived experience, the past present and future. The vertical as this moment. Living both the immanent and the transcendent at the same time. Being in our lived experience but seeing it from a greater perspective. Witnessing as you said.
And the mantras! I was in a Hindu tradition for 18 years and 5 years in another one. Loved chanting. I even learned to play the harmonium. Mantras have such power and depth. It is like eating the orange analogy, you don't know what the orange tastes like till you eat it. Same with chanting and mantras. It is an experience. I have also chanted some Sikh matras, but the one you describe sounds very profound. Love that it brought courage into your life!