Showing posts with label Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

THE PUBLIC, THE PRIVATE, AND THE SECRET


All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.  
Gabriel Garcia Marquez


In a world that is virtually awash in scandal and sensationalism, the mere suggestion that a person has "a secret life" can often lead to inferences of behavior that is either immoral, illegal, or otherwise inappropriate.  I am inclined to agree with Marquez, however, that everyone, to one degree or another, has a part of his or her life that may properly be described as "secret."  It seems to me that a secret life is just another room in each individual's house of reality.

As poet Stephen Dunn recognizes, however, we should remember that the secret chambers of our individual lives are often in the service of our highest ideals. It is in secrecy that we restrain judgments and opinions that might otherwise hurt others; it is in secrecy that we protect the confidences that we hold in trust; and it is in secrecy that we encounter "the shadow" side of ourselves, as Jung called it, and then do the hard work necessary to become what the world needs most—fully integrated human beings.

A Secret Life

by Stephen Dunn

                                           Why you need to have one
                                           is not much more mysterious than 
                                           why you don't say what you think
                                           at the birth of an ugly baby.
                                           Or, you've just made love
                                           and feel you'd rather have been
                                           in a dark booth where your partner
                                           was nodding, whispering yes, yes,
                                           you're brilliant.  The secret life 
                                           begins early, is kept alive
                                           by all that's unpopular 
                                           in you, all that you know
                                           a Baptist, say, or some other
                                           accountant would object to.
                                           It becomes what you'd most protect
                                           if the government said you can protect
                                           one thing, all else is ours.
                                           When you write late at night
                                           it's like a small fire
                                           in a clearing, it's what
                                           radiates and what can hurt
                                           if you get too close to it.
                                           It's why your silence is a kind of truth.
                                           Even when you speak to your best friend,
                                           the one who'll never betray you,
                                           you always leave out one thing;
                                           a secret life is that important.


Poem by Stephen Dunn from Landscape at the End of the Century (W.W. Norton and Company).