. . . “How many are they, do you think,
who would think themselves raised to heaven if the smallest part of the
remnants of your good fortune fell to them? This very place, which you call a
place of exile, is home to those who live here.
“Thus there is nothing wretched unless
you think it to be so.
“And in like manner, he who bears all with
a calm mind finds his lot wholly blessed. Who is so happy but would wish to change
his estate, if he yields to an impatience of his lot? With how much bitterness
is the sweetness of man's life mingled! For even though its enjoyment seems
pleasant, yet it may not be surely kept from departing when it will.
“It is plain then how wretched is the
happiness of mortal life that neither endures forever with men of calm mind, nor
ever wholly delights the care-ridden.
“Why, then, mortal men, do you seek
that happiness without, which lies within yourselves? You are confounded by
error and ignorance.
“I will show you as shortly as I may,
the pole on which turns the highest happiness. Is there anything that you value
more highly than your own self? You will answer that there is nothing. If then
you are master of yourself, you will be in possession of that which you will
never wish to lose, and which Fortune will never be able to take from you.” . .
.
—from
Book 2, Prose 4
I have
read the Consolation more times than
I can count, and I find myself naturally reading it in the original Latin,
instead of an English translation. I have taught it in many college classes,
and I was once even foolishly told to vainly sell myself on the academic market
as a “Boethius scholar”, but I have still hardly exhausted everything I can
from this text.
What I
have always learned from it, and will still continue to learn from it, is not
about scholarly analysis. I leave that to people who are gifted as scholars. I
am not interested merely in the themes, or the history of the concepts, or a
clever publication to draw attention to myself. What I have learned from it is
immediately practical, and fundamentally life changing.
I’ve
seen various structural maps of the text, about how all the parts are apparently
intended to fit together. All I know is that it is this very passage that is
the major “turn” for me. Up until now, Boethius has worried about his state of
affairs, and Lady Philosophy has offered various comforts about his suffering.
Here she begins to do something very different. The time for pain management is
now over. Here comes the real cure.
Many
years ago, I wrote down my sense of this cure, in three parts, as Lady
Philosophy first presents it here. It remains, for my purposes, as good a summation
as ever:
1) Life
is neither blessed nor miserable in itself. Whether it is good or bad depends
entirely upon how I choose to think of it.
2) What
will define my happiness never depends on what is outside of me, but depends on
what is inside of me.
3) The
most valuable thing I possess is myself, and I will lose nothing of true value
as long as I maintain a rule over myself.
Now none
of this is yet a complete argument, or a thorough account, but it is the
beginning of a radical shift of attitude. It moves the center of attention from
what passively happens, to what is actively done. It asks me to define myself
by who I am, and not by my circumstances. It throws our very conception of
happiness for a loop.
It
shifts the very poles.
I think
of how often I have fretted, agonized, and cried about the way of the world,
and then I suddenly get it, that the
way of the world wasn’t the problem, but my fretting, agonizing, and crying
were the problem. Many have more than me, and they still want even more. Many
have less than me, and they would be so happy to have what I have.
Yet as
soon as I make it about having, I
choose to surrender my life. Maybe the having doesn’t matter at all, as fickle,
changeable, and deceptive as it is. Maybe the doing is the solution.
I am
often criticized for drawing attention to the fact that this, the central moral
argument of the Consolation, is
fundamentally Stoic in its character. Yet if you know Stoicism, you will
hopefully see that the three principles above could just as well have come from
Seneca, Epictetus, or Marcus Aurelius. They are philosophical brothers.
Now it
begins, the cure instead of the comfort, the actual remedy instead of the first
aid, the solution instead of just considering the problem. There is no turning
back from here.
Written in 7/2015
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