Thursday, May 15, 2025

Harvey – a Fairy Story (13 May 25; FM)

“Faery stories are based on hope, not despair, and however terrifying the adventures while they are occurring, they always culminate in the happy ending.” (21)

 -       Verlyn Fleger Splintered Light: Logos and Language in Tolkien’s World (2002, revised edition)

“I was raised on Irish folk tales told to me by my uncles. I had four bachelor uncles. I think that’s always had an impact on my work.  Harvey the pooka, and the changeling in Mrs. McThing… I have to say, I’m very grateful for that heritage.”

- Mary Chase, Pulitzer prize winning writer of the original play[1]

 “Well, I've wrestled with reality for 35 years, doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it.”                                             

- Elwood P. Dowd, in Harvey (1950)

           I haven’t seen Harvey for probably 40 years, and I had forgotten much about it except that it features a man (played by Jimmy Stewart) who has a big white rabbit friend; an invisible big white rabbit—as I remembered.  Having been gifted a copy of the DVD at Yule, I watched the movie last month, on Eostre (which was, I thought, way too appropriate),[2] and was struck by its being a full-blown fairy-story! 



Of course
, you might say, it’s got a pookah in it; a pookah being an old fairy character from Irish mythology—so how could it not be a fairy story?  True.  But what I realized, this time, is how many fairy themes are actually woven into the tale.  How it deals with Faërie[3] and people touched by it; and how, when Faërie crosses-over into our daily lives; so constricted by the routinized normal—it upsets conventions while opening eyes and hearts to Other-Reality.

So what makes Harvey a true fairy story, then?

First, on the level of the story as a whole, it has both – to use Tolkien’s terms –dyscatastrophe and eucatastrophe.  For most of the film, Elwood (Jimmy Stewart’s character) is in danger of being committed to a sanitarium.  Why?  Because he is considered ‘insane.’  Why?  Because he breaks the strictures of normalcy by talking to an invisible friend, Harvey by name – who is described by Elwood as a six-foot-three-and-a-half-inch tall humanoid rabbit.  (Elwood is always very specific about that height!).[4]  This threat to Elwood’s freedom fits the theme of dyscatastrophe; i.e., the unavoidable tragic end; an inescapable fate—the destructive end that cannot be averted.  While it happens on a personal level; not being world-threatening as it in in The Lord of the Rings, for instance – it portends a tragic turn for the character; an end to his life as a free person.[5]  It is unlikely to be averted, though in the end, it is; that being the eucatastrophe—i.e., an unexpected and unlikely turn of fate for the better.

As a viewer, I was led to think at the beginning of the film that Elwood Dowd is simply ‘delusional,’ ‘hallucinating’ his imaginary friend, and while that may be ‘abnormal,’ Elwood is a decent person with only good intentions towards others.  He is ‘harmless,’ except that he doesn’t quite live in the ‘real’ world shared by ‘the rest of us.’  Elwood and Harvey go about town together, visiting bars, talking with people and occasionally inviting them to dinner at his house.  This begins in the very first scene, wherein Elwood is seen leaving to go on one of his ambles.  He comes to the gate, and here we see the first intimation of his invisible friend, Elwood saying to him, “After you,” politely leaving the unseen person go ahead of him through the gate.  Elwood is, in addition to many other virtues, always genuinely polite.

Elwood meets a postman at the gate and, after a few polite words, offers the man his ‘card.’  Though it is refused, this is something else that Elwood frequently does; the gesture being often accompanied by an invitation to come to dinner at the Dowd house.  Most of these invitees are more or less strangers to Elwood and, no doubt, his sister and niece.  This offer is first taken up by a man at Charlie’s – a bar Elwood oft visits – whom he sees and, recognizing him, goes over to the booth where the man is sitting, there considerately inquiring how he is doing.  He obviously knows him from previous acquaintance.  We find out that he has recently been released from prison, for some undisclosed crime, but this doesn’t put Elwood off.  He continues to engage the man compassionately; genuinely glad to see him back at Charlie’s and, giving him his card, invites him to come to dinner.  The man graciously accepts.

A generous thing to do; inviting strangers to dinner—and in the context of the ‘invisible friend’ the gesture takes on ‘something more.’  This kind of generosity and welcoming to others is often associated in the lore with people who are fairy-touched; those who have come into contact with the fairyfolk and their world in some way or other—and who are thereby slipping, slightly, out-of-touch with the regular ‘real’ world; the conventions of which so often limit our sense of connection with others—especially, unfortunately, those who are not ‘like’ us.  [Would that we could all slip out-of-touch with what is considered ‘real’ more often, if it would mean becoming more compassionate, generous and hospitable!]  While Elwood is still partially in the ‘real’ world, he later avows to Dr Sanderson and the nurse, Miss Kelly, that he has “won out” over reality.

His having “won out” over reality may be what – on one level – is causing his sister Vita Louise – and her daughter – Myrtle Mae – to be so uncomfortable.  As the scene changes to what’s going on in the Dowd house, Veta Louisa exclaims: “It is a wonderful feeling to have your relatives out of the house before the company comes.”  A Miss Johnson – who had been hired for the day; to help serve at a Society Meeting – is then seen summarily quitting, saying she had encountered Elwood before he left, and cannot abide him!  The ‘strangeness’ of her encounter with Ellwood has threatened to open-up the horizons of her normal ordinary world, and she flees before it has a chance to take effect.  After she leaves, Myrtle Mae exclaims in frustration that as people are ‘run down by trucks every day,’ why can’t Elwood be so disposed of!?

Vita Louise and Myrtle Mae are obviously not coping with Elwood’s ‘delusion,’ in part because it has alienated them from normal society relations.  No one comes to see them anymore.  The Society Meeting for which they are preparing is an attempt to ‘get back in the game’ of socializing.  _While Elwood is out!   Vita Louise is hoping that the meeting will begin to restore their reputation and possibly lead to Myrtle Mae finding a suitable husband.  If only Elwood does not come back!  Which he does, of course_ disrupting the gathering and introducing a couple of the ladies to Harvey_ which prompts everyone to leave the Dowd house!  Veta and Myrtle Mae are so fed-up with Elwood’s mental illness that they are ready to ‘put him away’ – which they do try and do in the second act.

I felt for Elwood immediately, as this scene exemplifies how people living in an unquestioned and narrow-horizoned ‘normal’ are so often unable to handle anything that threatens their familiarity with ‘the way things should be’ and rousts them into aversion and fear, if not worse.  At this point, however, I wasn’t expecting anything other than the story and plight of a kind man with an active and very vivid Creative Imagination.  I was assuming the six-foot rabbit (“excuse me,” Elwood would break-in, “six-foot-three-and-a-half inch”) with whom he appears to converse and walk about town with to simply be an illusion; a projected presencing of an imaginative companion!  I thought of Elwood as someone who had ‘gone down the rabbit hole’ (oh dear_ did I really write that?).  However, very soon things began to happen that suggested – and later proved – another reason for the uneasiness of people around Elwood and Harvey.

Elwood’s sister and her niece are distraught.  After all, no one really wants to take care of a mentally-ill person, do they?  (_I wish it were not so.)  And of course, there is an assumption riding just below the literal narrative level – that ‘they’ are probably going to kill everyone, right?  Animosity toward the mentally ill is evinced by several characters, from Miss Johnson to the taxi driver who drives Elwood to the Chumley Rest Home to Wilson; the attendant at the rest home[6]the assumption being, Elwood is obviously dangerous and violent to the point of murder_ beneath – perhaps because of – his calm, ‘controlled’ exterior!  In general, in this story, ‘polite society’ (which is often only polite towards its own kind) has been offended; the unquestioned horizons of their normalcy having been challenged—'who can deal with it,’ the reactions of those at the Society Meeting and the housekeeper seem to be implying by their behavior (rather loudly).

This leads into the first moment of fairy experience that sign-post the story as a true fairy story!  It is said that when fairyfolk are around, that there is a ‘strangeness’ in the air that people who are not fairy-touched can and do sometimes ‘sense,’ though they are not quite able to grasp what its cause might be, much less understand why they may feel ‘unalone,’ perhaps, or just ‘uneasy’ – in the presence of a fairy or one who is fairy-touched.

Elwood persistently shows that he has slipped-the-noose of social conventions; which is also a common theme in fairy stories; those who have met fairies or even gone to the fairyworld often are only partially ‘here’ afterwards; this being a kind of liberation.  He is acting out of a genuine compassion for other people, regardless of who they are or where they have come from_ or even what they have been or done.  This speaks to the freedom that sometimes comes with being fairy-touched or even visiting with fairies.  It gets expressed as tolerance and open-hearted, open-minded acceptance of others.  He interacts with these people, and his dealings with them throughout the story show him to be a man concerned with their well-being.  His card – which he offers to a  number of the people he meets – implies this openness to their being who they are.  He wants to have dinner with them.

At the beginning of the film the viewer might think that Elwood is actually delusional, as I did, though in his case – as with Kris Kringle in Miracle on 34th Street” – there is no indication   that he is violent or would hurt anyone.  As the psychiatrist Dr Pierce from Brooks Memorial Home, where Kris lives in that story, says, even if Kris is delusional, he has a delusion for doing good, and, for that reason, need not be institutionalized.  Here, in Harvey – as in Miracle on 34th Street – it is the people around Elwood that I found most in need of help.

The attempt to have Elwood committed is comically played out when Dr Sanderson mistakes Veta Louise – Elwood’s sister – for the person who is being committed to the sanitarium!  This happens during her interview with Sanderson, when she admits:

“Doctor, I’m going to tell you something I have never told anyone else in the world before, not even Myrtle Mae, every once in a while I see this big White Rabbit myself.   … he’s every bit as big as Elwood says he is.” 

Veta Louise confessing to the doctor, in her exasperation, that she has sometimes ‘seen’ Harvey certainly may have a this-worldly, naturalistic explanation.  It can be understood as someone involuntarily participating in the delusion of another; very understandable, as Veta Louise loves and lives with Elwood and his ‘imaginary’ friend.  Yet, as this is a true fairy story, this is the first fairy moment; a glimmer of the presence and effect of Faërie on the characters.  More such moments are to follow_ and once I heard this, I had to think back through the earlier scenes to see if there were any other such indications!

Veta Louise’s confession leads to her being committed, and to Elwood being brought down and released.  Shortly after Elwood leaves the Sanitarium on his own recognizance, he is picking flowers when Mrs Chumley – the head psychiatrist’s wife – drives by, coming to rendezvous with her husband as, she says, they are going to a cocktail party.  She stops to speak with him as he is in a bed of her best Dahlias; flowers that in folklore represent strength and resilience in dangerous or difficult situations.  This flower’s presence in the story is symbolically significant, as Elwood is in a dangerous situation; though he doesn’t really reckon it—being only partially in ‘this world.’  The Dahlia is also associated with professions of love, so later, when he picks one and gives it to Nurse Kelly, it clearly symbolizes his pleasant affection toward her, which she experiences as affirming.

Elwood tells Mrs Crumley that he is looking for a friend of his named Harvey.  Continuing to be polite toward Elwood, perhaps thinking he is an inmate at the sanitarium, she then asks how to recognize Harvey if she sees him, so she can direct him to where Elwood is waiting for him.  A revelatory exchange ensues:

Ellwood: “You can’t miss him, Mrs Chumley, he’s a pookah.”

Mrs Chumley: “A pookah; is that something new?”

Elwood: “No, as I understand it, that’s something very old.    But Harvey’s not only a pookah, he’s my best friend.” 

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Elwood; not quite knowing what to make of him—Mrs Chumley has her driver take her on up to the sanitarium.  I would say that her questioning state is a first step toward a possible openness to the fairy-realm?

As Elwood leaves the sanitarium grounds, he has another affirming conversation; this time with the gatekeeper – Mr. Herman Shimelplatzer – in which he compliments the old man on his ingenuity in creating the mechanism for opening and closing the gate.  Showing appreciation to others for their achievements is another aspect of Elwood’s good nature; and is applaudable whether one is fairy-touched or not.  [Would that many more people might embody this virtuous way of engaging with others.]  Elwood then gives Mr. Shimelplatzer his card and invites him to dinner the next night.  He will be at least the second attendee along with the ex-con Ellwood met at Charlie’s!  This dinner is shaping up into a very interesting event, don’t you think?

Inside the rest home, having resolved the confusion of who is being committed and who isn’t, Veta Louise is released.  Back at the Dowd house judge Gaffney – a friend of the family as well as their lawyer – shows up saying he’s had a wild call from Veta Louise and wants Myrtle Mae to help him figure out what it’s all about.  Myrtle Mae starts to make a phone call to the sanitarium, at which point another significant exchange ensues:

 Judge Gaffney: “You know, I feel bad having Elwood locked up.  I always loved that boy, he could have done anything, been anything, made a place for himself in the community.”

Myrtle Mae: “And all he did was get a big rabbit!!”
Judge Gaffney: “I know, he’s had that rabbit up in my office many a time.”
[Myrtle Mae gives him an incredulous look.]
Judge Gaffney: “I’m old but I don’t miss much.”

What does his response mean?  I take it as another indication of someone who perhaps at least senses, if not ‘sees,’ the pookah.  It is a third instance of what I will call a fairy moment in the film; evidence of the realm of Faërie having slightly skewed, perhaps, the judge’s normal, everyday world.  The judge does not say some version of ‘Elwood comes to my office acting like he’s in the company of that imaginary rabbit.’  Rather, he says Elwood “has brought” Harvey to his office on some number of occasions.  This may be the second instance of someone – other than Elwood – having some kind of experience of the pookah’s presence; the first being Veta Louise’s admission that she has on occasion seen Harvey herself. 

Once this happened, I had to think back to the bar, where the bartender – Mr Cracker – (interesting name!) seemed to have no qualm about setting up a drink for his invisible patron.  He even asks Elwood ‘how he is,’ referring to Harvey, and while this could be understood, and no doubt is, at that point in the story, as a kind-hearted indulgence toward another man’s delusion, once the reality of the pookah begins to be revealed, perhaps he, too, does ‘sense’ something; being aware of that fairy ‘strangeness’ surrounding Elwood?

Significant fairy moments then happen out at Chumley’s Rest Home once they realize it was Elwood who was supposed to be committed.  The moments in this scene begin as Dr Chumley emerges from his office wearing a hat which he then recognizes is not his.  It has two holes in the top that only prompts the doctor to suggest that its some ‘new fashion.’  The holes, however, could well be for rabbit ears!  “Who’s hat is this?” He demands to know.  This is a fairy moment.  Something strange; not simply of mistakenly picking up someone else’s hat—but one with odd, suggestive holes in it!  The question engaged me, sending me back to see the hat Elwood was wearing when he arrived at the sanitarium, and it is clearly a different hat; you can see it in the scenes when he is in the taxi after his sister goes in to commit him, and also in the scene later when he is speaking with Mrs Chumley.  It definitely does not have two holes in it!  Could it have been Harvey’s hat?  If so, this is also the first physical manifestation of Faërie in the story!  An invisible pookah leaves behind a physical, quite visible hat tailored specifically for him!   Was it for Dr Chumley to find?  And where was it?  In the doctor’s office?  _If so, perhaps Harvey has already begun to pay attention to Dr Chumley; a theme that, if so, is proleptic, playing out at the end of the story.

Nurse Kelly gets Dr Chumley’s hat for him.  When she returns, he puts it on, but continues to hold the strange hat in his hands for much of the rest of the scene!  When Dr Chumley then mentions to Dr Sanderson the ‘unfortunate case’ of the morning, he is told it is ‘resolved.’  Dr Chumley, referring to the ‘delusion’ of the patient, however, mentions the name ‘Harvey.’   At this, Mrs Chumley tries and break in to the conversation, which she finally does, telling her husband that she had met Ellwood, who was looking for a friend of his named “Harvey;” and that “he said his friend was a pookah.”

Standing there with his fingers sticking out through the two holes in the hat-that-isn’t-his, Dr Chumley accuses Dr Sanderson of compounding his earlier error, saying:

"So you gave him a pass, doctor Sanderson?  Perhaps they neglected to tell you at medical school that a rabbit has long pointed ears.  You’ve allowed a psychotic man to walk out of here and roam around with an overgrown white rabbit.”

Like Judge Gaffney’s referring to Elwood bringing Harvey to his office, the way Dr Chumley phrases his accusation here could indicate also that there is a white rabbit? Thus, making this another fairy moment.  Before Dr Chumley sets off to find Elwood, he says he wants to see how Ellwood ‘looks’ when he talks with Harvey.  There may be a curiosity here, I think, more than just a clinical prerogative; owing to the hat and its implications—whether or not Dr Chumley yet recognizes it as such.   Veta Louisa remarks to Dr Chumley that ‘they tell each other everything.’  Again, I had to wonder, has she been told this by Elwood, or does she somehow sense this from Elwood’s interactions with the invisible pookah?

 The next fairy moment in the scene happens after Mrs Chumley, curious, asks Wilson “What’s a pookah?”  Wilson; the hot-tempered attendant at the sanitarium—says he doesn’t know.  Curious, she picks up a large dictionary’ and looks the word up, but before she can read the entry, she realizes they are late for their cocktail party, puts the dictionary down_ and leaves.  Wilson, also curious, picks it up, and reads the entry:

 “… from old Celtic mythology; a fairy spirit in animal form, always very large.  The pookah appears here and there, now and then, to this one, and that one.  A benign, mischievous creature very fond of rum pots, crack pots and how are you Mr Wilson?”

Shocked by the unexpected address, Wilson looks around, shakes the dictionary, repeats “How are you, Mr Wilson?  Who in the encyclopedia wants to know?” and throws the book down.  He tries to tell Dr Chumley about what has just happened, but the doctor is in too much of a hurry to go and round-up Elwood, and they leave together.

The next fairy moment occurs at the Dowd house.  Elwood comes in, bringing home a portrait of himself and Harvey!  How did the artist know what to paint?  Artists are often said to be gifted with preternatural sight, or with having visions and being able to ‘see’ things other people cannot see.  While a too-generalizing stereotype, could the very existence of the painting indicate that the artist may have had some intuition or imaginary experience that allowed him or her to depict Harvey in a way satisfactory to Elwood?  From a naturalistic point of view, Elwood may simply have described Harvey and, not ever having ‘seen’ him himself, except in his own imagination, accepts the portrait as a good depiction of his best friend.  However, given Harvey’s reality, and being a pookah, I tend toward the former explanation.  After all, it is said that the pookah can be seen only by those who believe in his existence; and perhaps the artist is one such person?

Dr Sanderson and Miss Kelly, accompanied by an angry Wilson, eventually find Elwood at Charlie’s, apparently soon after Dr Chumley has left.  They attempt to get him to tell them where the doctor is; to which Elwood avers that he doesn’t know.  Elwood, seeming unconcerned with the whereabouts of the head psychiatrist, relates that while Dr Chumley was “somewhat frightened of Harvey at first,” that his fear turned to admiration ‘after a while.’  He then explains why he didn’t know where Dr Chumley was, as he had stepped up to the bar, and when he got back to the booth both Chumley and Harvey were gone.  They left together.   This is the trailhead of Dr Chumley’s journey into Faërie; having opened to the strangeness surrounding Harvey to leave with him!  Did he have a ‘fairy moment’ in that booth with the big, invisible white rabbit?  Is he now being fairy-touched, walking around somewhere, we can assume, with Harvey?  The end of the story would seem to indicate that he is! 

When Elwood explains that Dr Crumley left with Harvey, however, Wilson becomes infuriated, thinking that Elwood has harmed or even killed Dr Crumley.  Wilson goes to get the police, leaving Dr Sanderson and nurse Kelly together with Elwood at the bar.  They are both in a state of near enchantment as they talk with Elwood; a plausible effect of being in the aura of a fairy-touched person.  Elwood then does his usual ‘magic’ on others, here prompting Sanderson and Kelly to begin dancing together; which closes the breach that had opened between them after Dr Sanderson was dismissed from Chumley’s employee.  Here is another positive moment of Elwood’s fairy-influence on others; he often leaves the people with whom he interacts better off than when he met them.  As they dance and re-affirm their affection for one another, however, Elwood calmly gets up and leaves.

Seeing him leave, Sanderson and Nurse Kelly follow him out into the alley, where he tells them how he met Harvey; a story that has deep fairy resonance!  Elwood says he was helping an inebriated friend get into a cab, when he saw this strange humanoid rabbit standing by a lamppost.  Ellwood says he suggested the name “Harvey’ to the pookah, who then agreed that it was, actually, his name.  Naming a fairy friend, when the name is accepted by the fairy, is something which may bind the mortal to the immortal being.  After this they decided to go home together.  Harvey has been Elwood’s boon companion ever since.  It is during this discussion that Dr Sanderson says (admits?) to Elwood: “You know, Dowd, we all misplace reality, sooner or later.”  To which Elwood responds: “Well, I've wrestled with reality for 35 years, Doctor, and I'm happy to state, I finally won out over it.”  I was struck by Sanderson’s generalization; not ‘some people’ but “we all misplace reality.”  I would have liked to ask him what he meant by phrasing it that way_ or was he now a bit fairy-touched as well?

This story resonates with so many others in fairy lore of mortals meeting fairies and being befriended by them.  Elwood avers that he ‘doesn’t have much time;’ another characteristic feeling of those who have been fairy-touched, as they are partially outside normal time.  At another point in the film, it is said of Elwood that ‘all he cares about is that rabbit,’ which admits our normal over-emphasis on ‘this world’ and its pretensions and obligations – which the fairy-touched can in part leave go of.  Elwood also alludes to the enchantment others have experienced surrounding an experience of Harvey; how when they go into a bar together people turn to him and tell him their stories – “golden moments” to be remembered – “we enter as strangers” and after a while they become friends.  He admits that after meeting Harvey, “the same people seldom come back,” though a few do.  Those who do are no doubt more open than those who don’t to Other-Realities and people whose views and beliefs are different from their own.  Such people do not flee from or seek to avoid contact with the strangeness that is actually all around us, all the time, if we could but have eyes to see it.

This all builds up to the final scenes at the sanitarium which bring the fairy nature of this story to fruition.  Soon after the scene in the alley at the bar, we see Dr Chumley walking excitedly back to his institution, urgently demanding that Shimelplatzer open the gate for him.  He is agitated, letting out to the gatekeeper that he is being followed! “By whom?” Shimelplatzer asks.  “None of your business,” the doctor replies, trying to hold his composure intact in front of one of his employees.  We know, of course, that he had found Elwood at Charlie’s and apparently ‘met’ Harvey, then left with him.

Dr Chumley is clearly spooked and, upon entering the sanitarium, looks back to see if he can see who is following him.  Which he can’t, of course, because it’s Harvey!  After shutting the front door, he goes into his own office, locks the door_ and then is frightened by witnessing the door opening, without being unlocked.  This is another physical manifestation indicating Harvey’s reality.  Startled and in awe, he flees via the window, setting off the ‘escaped inmate’ alarm.

Outside, Sanderson, Kelly and Wilson have returned with Elwood in their ‘custody.’   They meet the frightened Chumley, who quickly recovers his poise and avers that ‘nothing is wrong,’ walking very quickly back into the rest home, telling the others he is going to his office.  But he can’t get in_ the door is locked!  So_ Harvey opened the door without unlocking it!?  [Like Marley in A Christmas Carol; another true fairy story—when he comes to visit Scrooge!]  Wilson – who has gone around to reconnoiter the grounds, unlocks the doctor’s office door from within, having come in through the window through which Chumley had escaped.

When Elwood is brought in, Dr Chumley immediately takes him into his office for a ‘private conversation.’  And here we reach the consummation of all the fairy moments; with the doctor asking Elwood questions, and Elwood telling the doctor anything he wants to know.   The exchange that ensued sent a chill down my back!

[Dr C:] “Mr Dowd, what kind of a man are you? … Where did you come from?” 
“Where on this tired old Earth did you find a thing like _ like_ him?” 
[Elwood:] “You mean Harvey, the pookah?” 
[Dr C:] “Yes, it’s true, those things you told me tonight. I know it now.”

Elwood then tells Dr Chumley about Harvey’s various fairy ‘talents.’  He affirms that Harvey can predict things that will happen – which they do – and then how the pookah can “stop time.”  Dr Chumley’s asks what this particular ‘power’ entails, to which Elwood says:

 “Harvey can look at your clock and stop it, and you can go anywhere you like, with anyone you like, and stay as long as you like, and when you get back, not one minute will have ticked by.”

This is a very clear description of going into fairyland and returning to ‘this world.’  Elwood states this ‘matter-of-factly,’ indicating that hey have both slipped into the edgewoods of Faërie at this point.  Dr Chumley responds – elated, feeling liberated in these revelations:

“Fly specks!  Fly specks!  I’ve been spending my life among fly specks, while miracles have been leaning on lampposts at 18th and Fairfax.”

Dr Chumley’s queries whether Elwood has ever tried the offer time stop, to which Elwood says he has not, as he is happy where he is in his life.  Dr Chumley,  however, has a desire of his own, which he reveals – lying down upon a patient’s couch as if he is the one being analyzed! – of going to a camp outside Akron Ohio with a young, strange, quiet woman, each of these adjectives being characteristic of fairy women and princesses.  He wants to tell her all those things he never tells anyone else, and hear her say, “poor man.”  He needs a confessor!  He asks Elwood if Harvey might do this for him, to which Elwood replies that Harvey would have to say.  He would not speak for his friend; and while this is a common courtesy for many people, in fairy-lore one should never demand that a fairy friend or associate do such-and-such; but should always ask, politely.  To insult or upset a fairy can bring out their mischievous side and their playful tricksiness!

            Another fairy moment occurs when Veta Louise, Myrtle Mae and Judge Gaffney arrive at the sanitarium.  Veta says, on entering the reception area, “Oh good, nobody here but people.”  Might this also suggest that perhaps she can sense Harvey when he’s around!?

            The way of the world is always to make people as normal as possible; to force if not simply encourage them to conform so as to keep the illusion of normalcy from being shaken or broken.  This motif plays out in Dr Sanderson having a serum – called Formula 977 – that will return Elwood to ‘normalized reality.’  Elwood considers it, but doesn’t want it, as this serum, he realizes, would deprive him of his best friend; whom we know is no mere delusion.  Nevertheless, he agrees to the shot when he realizes his sister wants him to have it.  Elwood goes with Dr Sanderson and Nurse Kelly into his office for the procedure.  This now brings the story to—

The Eucatastrophe -- The Taxi Driver (Ellis Logfren)

            The taxi driver who brought Veta Louise, Myrtle Mea and the judge to the sanitarium, enters and requests to be paid.  The judge reaches for his wallet, but apparently doesn’t have it on him!  He can only believe he must have forgot it at home in his rush?  Veta Louisa then checks her purse, only to ‘realize’ that her coin purse isn’t there.  She assures Lofgren that her brother can pay him.  Elwood is brought out of Sanderson’s office – not yet having been given the shot – and makes his usual friendly acquaintance with the taxi driver; learning his name and the fact that he and his brother are both taxi drivers.  Elwood pays him, tips him well and then invites him and his brother to come to dinner the next evening, to which the driver agrees heartily.  These are now at least the 3rd and 4th invitees to that dinner!

            After Elwood goes back in to Dr Sanderson’s office for the shot, Lofgren says, in response to Vita Louise’s explanation that Elwood is there for Dr Sanderson’s serum:

“Listen lady, I’ve been driving this route for 15 years.  I brought them out to get that stuff and I drove them home after they had it.  It changes them.”

When Veta Louise replies with aloof self-confidence, “Well, I certainly hope so,” Lofgren then gives a vivid and cautionary comparison of how such people were, before and after the shot.  Before, they were kind, observant, conversant and they tipped well.  “Afterwards,” he says, “they crab at me.    They scream at me to hurry.  They have no faith in me and my buggey.”  He then surmises, “After this he’s going to be a perfectly normal human being—and you know what stinkers they are!”

            Veta Louisa is shocked out of her confidence by the revelation of Elwood becoming simply ‘normal,’ exclaiming “but I don’t like people like that!” _rushing to Dr Sanderson’s door, pounding on it, calling for Elwood to come out!  Judge Gaffney, not knowing what to make of her sudden reversal of intention, grabs Veta and says, “You don’t know what you want.  You didn’t want that rabbit, and then_”  To which Veta Louise replies, strongly, “what’s wrong with Harvey?”

            Out of love for her brother – as he is – Veta seems to have come to a reconciliation with Harvey’s existence in their lives, and doesn’t want her brother changed irrevocably into something merely ‘normal.’  She avers that if she and Myrtle Mae and Elwood consent to live with a pookah, what could be wrong with that?  This is a complete turn for her from her earlier stance at the beginning of the story, her awareness having been suddenly broken open by the taxi driver’s revelation.  She is taking-in and accepting the possibility of things she would not have formerly embraced!  While open-mindedness and the broadening of one’s horizons – which usually results in a diminishing of one’s prejudices – is a virtue for any human being to aspire toward, here it is clearly inspired by someone who is now is or is becoming fairy-touched.

            Elwood is released and they all get ready to go home.  Myrtle Mae and Wilson have been standing together during the eucatastrophic scene, obviously enamoured of each other, and when Elwood invites him to the house for dinner, Wilson – who has apparently also undergone some degree of change-of-heart – accepts and says he will ‘be there.’    I thought a lot about his response and Vita Louise’s change of heart after the movie was over, and came to see in them a deepening of tolerance for_ and acceptance of_ those who are not ‘like us;’ whoever the ‘us’ would be.  

            Before they leave, Veta checks her purse and, finding her coin purse, has another moment of revelation.  Realizing what may have really happened – she whispers, astonished, “Harvey!”  Her and Judge Gaffney have each experienced a fairy moment; another physical manifestation brought about by Harvey—making it seem that neither of them had the money with which to pay Lofgren.  If they had paid him, Ellwood would never have been brought out and Lofgren would probably not have been prompted to explain what the ‘serum’ does to its recipients.  Thus, no eucatastrophe.  Whether the judge’s wallet and Veta Mae’s coin purse were actually disappeared or whether they were simply made invisible like the pookah himself, each of them experienced a strangeness connected with Faërie breaking into our world.

            As they leave, there is another physical manifestation of Harvey’s presence: we see the swing moving as if someone is on it.  Elwood greets Harvey, who is sitting on the swing.  He apparently says that he is going to stay with Dr Chumley; a sad moment—though Elwood accepts that if this is what Harvey wants, he wants it, too.  Before he left the porch, I realized there was a full Moon shining in the night sky behind Elwood (As there is tonight, as I write this!).

            Elwood leaves, aloned, walking down toward the gate.  One has to wonder whether Dr Chumley got his trip to Akron, as he would have returned no more than a moment after he left.  Harvey may have done it for the doctor and then decided he would rather be with Elwood as his long-term friend.  Imagine Chumley in Akron Ohio, at a camp out in the woods, with a beautiful fairy-woman as his confessor!  What healing might that have effected in the doctor’s soul?  I find it interesting that he wanted to tell this woman – while spending two weeks with her in what would be but a moment in the Primary World – things he had not told anyone else.  This is like what Vita Louise said to Dr Sanderson when she confessed to having ‘seen’ Harvey.  Who among us doesn’t have things that they might sometime be redeemed of by honest confession in confidence with another person?

            After Elwood passes out through the gate, we get one last physical manifestation of Harvey’s presence; we see the switch-handle moving, the gate opening, and Elwood turning and greeting Harvey, who apparently says he prefers Elwood’s company, Elwood returning the compliment.  They walk out together, heading for a bus-stop, as the Judge, confusticated by Veta Louise’s change of mind after all she had put him through that day, had earlier taken the taxi home, leaving them to find their own way.

So for all of these reasons, I say this is a true fairy story; and not just because it has a pookah in it as a main character.  It is a tale about the disruption of the normal by a preternatural existent; a fairy, specifically!  It is a story about a man who has been befriended by a Pookah – called a “nature spirit” in the film – and who is his willing companion in life.  This is all so very fairy!  Mortals and fairies becoming friends is a long-standing theme in the lore!  Elwood is in effect living partly in Faërie; that world having come to overlap the boundaries of ‘the normal’ – the accepted ordinary reality – in Elwood’s natural realm, transfiguring it, liberating Elwood in a strange way from subservience to ordinary ‘normalcy’ and the constriction of the mortal spirit by strictures that do not facilitate genuine self-realization.  Elwood now acts according to the fairy ideals of CompassionGenerosityHospitality (like Nicholas in my Legend story[7]) because he is fairy-touched, and treats all people as people, rather than under the blinding rubric of “those people” vs “us.”  He invited an ex-con, a taxi driver and his brother, a doctor or two, and a nurse to dinner—and possibly more people.  Imagine that!

                    What an ‘Alice’ (i.e., “in Wonderland”) dinner that might be![8]

           I felt, at the end of the story, that Veta Louise and Myrtle Mae would now become more accepting of Elwood and Harvey, and treat them better, too, growing into a deeper appreciation of them and who they are.  That next night, when the invitees showed up, I believe, they would no doubt have had a wonderful evening together.  After their acceptance of the Pookah in their lives, Veta Louise and Myrtle Mae might well gather to themselves better – and more interesting – friends than those stuffy women of the ‘Society Club’ who were there at the beginning.  [Not to say that those women could not come under fairy-influence as well and be loosed of their societally-inculcated bonds).  That would be a real fairy ending!   This film is urging us that people can learn to respect and accept one another.

            I imagined an ending to the movie (which wasn’t filmed) with everyone at the Dowd House; people from various walks of life—being brought together and under the influence of Faërie!  Wouldn’t that be wonderful!  I also imagined that Veta Louise and Myrtle Mae need not be so concerned about her ‘coming out’ in society and finding a husband, as she and Wilson have hit-it-off.  As Wilson is invited to the dinner, I imagine him sitting with Myrtle Mae, perhaps hearing the stories – glad, sad or traumatic – of the other people at the table, Harvey’s presence making it a safe place for such deep communion between strangers to be possible.  My hope is that Wilson would become fairy-touched along with the rest of the staff from Chumley’s Rest Home who are present at the dinner – including Dr Chumley; and that in future he may have a more compassionate, accepting way of treating those committed to the institution.

             Perhaps this is but a fairy-dream; and this film but a fairy fiction—yet I aver it is one worth dreaming.  Because in Dreams such as this we may see the things that could well inspire us to live a better life and help inspire others toward a better life as well.

 So mote it be.  Amen.

 

finis

 


[1] Quote found on the website: https://www.irishamerica.com/2016/10/mary-chase-the-woman-behind-harvey/ referencing an interview “toward the end of her life” in Toronto for the CBC.

[2] Eostre is the name given to the first Full Moon after the Vernal Equinox.  She was an Anglo-Saxon goddess of the Vernaltides, feasts and celebrations being held during March – called Eosturmonath.  In the Paganism to which I was introduced in the 1970’s she is associated with the pookah, who is her ‘companion’ and consort during the Vernal Equinox celebrations.  If you want to know more about the Pookah, see my blog “Drumming up the Pookah” (25 March 24)

[3] Faërie – (pronounced “Fay-er-ie) = “the place and the practice, the essential quality, of enchantment.” (23, Fleger, 2002)  And also, in Verlyn Fleger’s  A Question of Time: J R R Tolkien;s Road to Faërie (1997):  “He called it Faërie, by which he meant both a spell cast and the altered and chanted state the spell produced.” (p. 2)

[4] This is almost my height, though I am not a rabbit.

[5] Tolkien’s primary example of a dyscatastrophe is the story of Beowulf, whose final confrontation with a monster could not be avoided, and yet could not be survived.  Tolkien’s translation is engaging and well-worth the read.

[6] Later, at Charlie’s, Wilson laments, after they realize that Dr Chumley’s location cannot be determined for the last four hours since he was last seen, “Poor Dr Chumley may be layin’ in an alley in a pool of blood.”

[7] “The Legend of Nicholas and the Elves” – a version of which published as the centerpiece of Heart and Hearth (2008) and another, longer version which I hope to publish as a separate ‘novella.’

[8] The allusions to – and resonances with – Lewis Carroll’s Alice stories are hard to miss in this film.

Sunday, April 13, 2025

Reason, Feeling and Imagination in Villette (13 April 2025)

“The essential meaning of the Romantic emphasis on feeling is not cultivation of one quality or power at the expense of others, but the pursuit of an ideal of unity or compleatness of being.” (10)

‑ David Perkins (ed)  English Romantic Writers (1967)

 Since finishing my re-read of Villette this winter, I have been doing word studies.  One of the most recent has been for every use of the word “Imagination,” of which there are only 12 in the entire text.  While several instances have a rather simple usage and implications, one passage in particular stands out as revealing something about the character of Lucy and her life-philosophy in relation to Imagination, involving Reason and Feeling.  This passage comes in Chapter XXI – “The Reaction” – when, during a struggle between Reason and Feeling, Lucy appeals to Imagination to arbitrate between them.

[If you have not read the novel and do not want spoilers, please read no further.]

At this point in her story, Lucy has returned to the pensionnat after spending some months with the Brettons in La Terrasse.   When John Bretton drops her off, he promises to write her letters; sensing she might feel alone and isolated being back at the school and not with him and his family. (¶ 3)  Lucy questions the offer (¶ 18), assuming Dr John is too busy and important a man to trifle with writing letters to her, her Reason – here making its first appearance in the coming conflict – telling her not to expect more than one such letter (¶ 19).  Lucy argues with Reason that, as she is not eloquent or of strong physical presence, that a letter might be the best way to communicate one’s feelings. (¶ 24):

Reason only answered, “At your peril you cherish that idea, or suffer its influence to animate any writing of yours!”

 

“But if I feel, may I _never_ express?”

 

“_Never!_” declared Reason.   (¶s 25-27)

Lucy tells us that Reason laid a withering hand on her shoulder, in this moment, and that her ear ‘froze’ as Reason gave this command!  Thereinafter begins a debate between Reason and Feeling; Feeling telling Lucy she must drink in all that John will write and then write him back expressively of her own reaction and feelings.  Then, after she has imagined writing such an attentive, expressive and grateful reply, Reason steps in and sternly assures her that it would be foolish to reply in such terms, insisting that she must destroy any such letter, should she ever write it!  Lucy tells us:

I groaned under her bitter sternness. Never—never—oh, hard word! This hag, this Reason, would not let me look up, or smile, or hope: she could not rest unless I were altogether crushed, cowed, broken-in, and broken-down. According to her, I was born only to work for a piece of bread, to await the pains of death, and steadily through all life to despond. [1] (¶28)

Where does this stance of her Reason come from?  It may well stem from what Lucy herself has actually experienced; which has kept her from any broader understanding what life-in-the-world might – or could – really be.  The eight-year hiatus – between the early Bretton chapters and the Miss Marchmont chapter; wherein some undisclosed tragedy unfolded – is where her Reason has weighed anchor.  She continues to draw her ‘truth’ from that fateful period as a sentient, reasoning person now in her mid-20’s, not – at least yet – having had disconfirming experiences that might serve to re-educate her Reason.

             This all-too-often happens to people whose lives have been hard and treacherous, especially if unbearably dehumanizing, from an early age—giving rise to the belief that life can only be a trial to be endured, and nothing – or at least little – more.  You cannot but feel for those persons for whom their Reason has been entrained only by the awful things they have experienced.  She avers:

    Reason might be right; …

I am sad for Lucy when she says this, not because ‘Reason’ is intrinsically some villain, but because hers is so badly grounded.  Yes, Reason is in part right; but so is Feeling, in part.  Unfortunately, Lucy has not had much experience to assure her that life is other than what her Reason now tells her.

            As Reason holds her down, oppressing her with Her logic, Lucy rebels and turns to another source of inspiration; Imagination – whom, she says, understands her and her longings.  Lucy, having called Reason a Hag, now speaks of liberating herself from Reason, if only for a short time – calling upon Imagination as a “divine” persona, saying—

… yet no wonder we are glad at times to defy her, to rush from under her rod and give a truant hour to Imagination—_her_ soft, bright foe, _our_ sweet Help, our divine Hope.  We shall and must break bounds at intervals, despite the terrible revenge that awaits our return. (¶ 28)

I revel with her when she says she is ready to defy the tyrant (as we should rightly defy all tyrants) and rush out from under the oppressive, withering hand!  Fortunately for her, Lucy has this other divine power to which she can appeal; Imagination!

             This is a deep-rooted theme, in which the Imagination is seen to be able to empower us, enabling us to break-open our acquired bonds; hopefully for the better or at least to better see the truth of ourselves and our situation in life—whether these bonds be sociocultural, psychological or spiritual.  While Reason, properly used, can enable us to see that which limits and constrains_ as well as that which nurtures and empowers_ us, Romanticists generally understood that, when it is vaunted up as the supreme power over our other ‘faculties,’ it may become a drying, constraining force in one’s life.

            Reason, from a Romanticist point of view, was considered not only useful but a valuable ‘tool’ facilitating greater insight into life, promoting a non-superstitious understanding of Earth & Cosmos and our role and place in this physical dimension of reality.[2]  However, left to its own devices (i.e., logic, critical thinking, the scientific method—all of which are good when wisely wielded), uncomplemented by other ‘faculties’ such as emotion and intuition, it can become a barrier to the pursuit of wisdom; both about the Natural world and ourselves as a manifestation of the Cosmos.

             Feeling, on the other hand, at least when untethered from Reason, tends to bend toward sentimentalism (in the sense of over-vaunted emotion; an emotional response not in proportion to the object of that emotion).  Romanticists, as well as many adherents to the principles of the Enlightenment, saw the problem with excessive emotional response; of being so subsumed in one’s emotions that one is in danger of being existentially incapacitated; unable to deal with the realities of life and the world.

  Lucy’s debate here, between Reason and Feeling, vividly dramatizes this dilemma; one with which we still struggle today.  Her emotions want her to express everything she feels for John Graham, anticipating the wondrous happiness she will have in response to getting his first letter.  A perfectly natural response, and one many of us have probably had; in one form or another, at one time or another and possibly many times in our lives, if we’ve been fortunate.  But then in steps Reason, conditioned by Lucy’s past experiences, and counterdicts the honest passion she feels in response to the possibility of receiving a letter from John.  I take it that, given what little we understand of her past, she possibly never had a friend write her a letter before?  _Just a supposition.  If so, I can imagine the excitement that first communique might stir up; indeed, I remember the moment in my own young life!  But her Reason is the dominant authority figure in her world, undermining and attempting to block Lucy’s self-expression at every turn, nurturing her fear of rejection, which I believe haunts her at a deep level.

Unfortunately, our Reason can only process the ‘data’ it has been fed via our experiences; which include internal as well as external experiences—and the intuitions we may have had in reflecting upon those experiences.  Beyond intuition and experience, education plays a heady role in forming a correctly grounded and life-enhancing Reason.  Education can correct both misconceptions and mistakes in our thinking and in our emotional life.  This, both Romanticists and the practitioners of the Enlightenment philosophy also understood.

For the Romanticist, Reason and Feeling each have value, but left to their own devices, they have a tendency to contradict and frustrate one another.  Here, then, is where Imagination may step in; and for Lucy She is divine; it might not be an exaggeration to call Her a kind of ‘goddess’ figure?  To rush from a Reason so narrowly construed and its solutions so constructed as to imprison a soul, one needs Hope; and this is what Imagination provides Lucy.   Note what she calls Her: Reason’s “soft, bright foe, _our_ sweet Help, our divine Hope.”  It is a ‘divine’ Hope (with a capital ‘H’).  The imperative to “break bounds,” she knows, is necessary for her survival, despite the cost that is coming.  That cost will be counted the very next morning; she knows – from former experiences – that it will be so.  Nevertheless, she continues to castigate Reason, averring that—

Reason is vindictive as a devil: for me she was always envenomed as a step-mother. If I have obeyed her it has chiefly been with the obedience of fear, not of love. Long ago I should have died of her ill-usage, her stint, her chill, her barren board, her icy bed, her savage, ceaseless blows; but for that kinder Power who holds my secret and sworn allegiance.  Often has Reason turned me out by night, in mid-winter, on cold snow, flinging for sustenance the gnawed bone dogs had forsaken: sternly has she vowed her stores held nothing more for me—harshly denied my right to ask better things…. (¶28)

Her Reason acts as the evil-stepmother from fairy tales; one of several fairy themes in the novel—and Lucy has been abused by Her.  Fear has cowed Lucy into obeisance to this slave-driver, Reason.  She is an unwilling prisoner, enduring Her “savage, ceaseless blows.”  Love plays no free role in her oppressed state.  Reason would have slain her, ultimately, she avers, had she not had a saviour, “that kinder Power” with whom she holds a “secret and sworn allegiance.”  Secret from whom?  Reason, for sure.  Feeling as well, I would argue.  And perhaps there are other forces in the world that demand that our Hope be kept secret, as in ours, today, though Hope always asks to be acted upon as best we can.

To illustrate and amplify her experience of this oppressor, Reason, Lucy here uses a metaphor[3] of being an outcast in the darkest time of the year; mid-winter—thrown into the cold snow, having a gnawed bone tossed to her by the Hag as her only sustenance; that is—a bone the ‘dogs’ have rejected after eating off it all they could get—leaving no meat for Lucy!  Lucy is being starved by her Reason.  Despite this, she is often in obeisance to Reason throughout the story she is telling us.

She has learned – as her Reason declares – that expressing your feelings will call down some peril upon you, resulting in suffering.  Does this, we have to wonder, shed any light on whatever happened to her in that unnarrated term of years?  Nothing, I can discern, but a slight peek through the crack in the wall of her walled-in being-in-becoming, cast in yet another complex metaphor (like the one in Chapter IV of the shipwreck).   Fortunately, Lucy does have Hope.

She then describes an encounter with Imagination that supports the idea of Her being “divine.”   This encounter is an epiphany – like the one in Chapter V wherein Aurora Borealis spoke to her – here the mortal Lucy seeing a heavenly manifestation of her Hope:

 Then, looking up, have I seen in the sky a head amidst circling stars, of which the midmost and the brightest lent a ray sympathetic and attent.   A spirit, softer and better than Human Reason, has descended with quiet flight to the waste—bringing all round her a sphere of air borrowed of eternal summer; bringing perfume of flowers which cannot fade—fragrance of trees whose fruit is life; bringing breezes pure from a world whose day needs no sun to lighten it.  (¶ 28)

Note that she says, “have I seen’ instead of the affirmation “I have seen.”  As the sentence is not marked as a question, this suggests to me the humility of the poet and mystic; never boldly stating in literal terms the scenes of visions; the stuff of epiphanic experiences.  Always suggesting what you have seen, without lording it over others.

This “head midst circling stars” that she ‘sees’ in the sky is mythic imagery.  The goddess Diana and the Virgin Mary are just two examples of beings who have been associated with stellar phenomena.  The circling stars, while certainly referencing the circumpolar movement of the stars around the North Star, also serve to reference the starry crown worn by such mythic beings associated with the heavens.  Lucy receives a “sympathetic” and attentive light from the brightest star.  This bright star thus comes to her in a caring way; to offer succor.  I might suggest that the one bright star is a Muse-like descriptor; coming down to help the mortal under Her care.  Imagination is, for Lucy, “softer and better” than Reason.  She descends into “the waste,” which can be understood as the wasteland of Lucy’s life and soul as well as the wasteland of modern society.

The divinity of Imagination is referenced in both fairy and biblical terms.  The references to “eternal summer” and the “perfume of flowers” that can never fade have resonances with the lore of the fairy world.  Some fairy stories suggest that the Otherworld is one without a harsh wintry season.  The fragrance of flowers in the fairy realm is said to be more delightful even than it is in our actual world, and it does not fade.  When you have been visited by fairies, a perfume is sometimes detected and may remain pleasantly – and perhaps enchantingly – present for many hours to days; longer than the fragrance of natural flowers.  The “fragrance of trees whose fruit is life” can certainly be understood as a biblical allusion, but also has fairy-resonance, in either case evoking both the time of human Innocence and the possibility of eternal life.  A fairy Tree of Life is fragrant with blossoms; the fruit of which sustains and perpetuates the life of the one gifted with finding it—providing sustenance for traveling in the Otherworld.  The last descriptor – “a world whose day needs no sun to lighten it” – at one level alludes to the Christian Heaven, but is also suggestive of the fairy realm; where the Moon is ‘the Sun at Night’ and ‘the Lamp of the Fairyfolk;’ that world not being experienced as lighted by the Sun.  The fairyfolk are generally associated with the nighttime; they are nocturnals.  Lucy often has powerful experiences at night, being ‘visited’ in the dark hours, and so may may be one of those mortals who have a fairy connection.  Lucy then proclaims that:

My hunger has this good angel appeased with food, sweet and strange, gathered amongst gleaning angels, garnering their dew-white harvest in the first fresh hour of a heavenly day; tenderly has she assuaged the insufferable fears which weep away life itself—kindly given rest to deadly weariness—generously lent hope and impulse to paralyzed despair.  Divine, compassionate, succourable influence! (¶ 28)

Whereas Reason starves her, Imagination provides true sustenance.  What Lucy gains from her turn to Imagination is like the food of the gods; “sweet,” “strange” and connected with “angels.”  She is amongst “gleaning angels,” which may simply refer to other heavenly beings; other ‘goddesses’ perhaps—metaphored here as “angels” in the sense of ‘helpful beings.’  Are they ‘gleaning’ food for other mortals that they are assisting, or for Lucy herself?  The food is a “harvest” that is “dew white;” being another term associated with the fairy realm, in the lore of which “dewy” is oft used to describe our experience of their world or the places in this world where fairies may be encountered.  “When the dew falls, the fairies arise.”[4]  The food comes as if at dawn in ‘heaven’ or, again in the fairy realm, where every ‘day’ is heavenly and fresh as the dawn dew.[5]  Imagination is to Lucy “this good angel,” provisioning her with Hope.

Seen from another metaphorical angle, the food is “sweet and strange” like the manna that the Israelites ate in the desert when on their 40-year wandering journey to the Promised Land.  The descriptor “dew-white harvest” could refer to that miraculous manna as well, but in being linked symbolically to ‘heaven’ is yet another side-ways referencing of the fairy realm; which has long been seen as an ‘alternate heaven’ to the Christian one; dew on the leaves and grass also signifying the presence of fairies in our world—bringing ‘heaven’ to us, at least for a single night.

This divine Imagination – described in such terms -- has helped Lucy slip the noose of the fears her poorly grounded Reason has instilled in her; fears leading to the kind of weeping that destroys a soul and may even bring one to the precipice of death; whether of the soul or of the flesh.  Lucy has taken true rest in the ministering of this “good angel,” the ministrations of which are restoring her from “deadly weariness.”  Imagination has been generous with the Hope with which She has instilled Lucy, energizing her against the kind of despair that robs a person of the ability to fully live this ever-so-brief mortal life.

She then finishes with a paean, calling Her “Divine, compassionate,” and a “succourable influence!”  “Succor” being a relief from distress as well as assistance in a time of trouble.  As such, Imagination is, for Lucy, something that aids and sustains her in her distress, liberating her briefly from the bondage of Reason.   At the height of this ode to Imagination, she then declares:

When I bend the knee to other than God, it shall be at thy white and winged feet, beautiful on mountain or on plain. Temples have been reared to the Sun—altars dedicated to the Moon.  Oh, greater glory! (¶28)

Lucy here makes a pledge of loyalty to Imagination; she ‘bends the knee’ to Her.  “White and winged feet” is also mythic language.  It is notable that the Sun and Moon are here put on a par with each other, compared without making one or the other ‘dominant’ or more important.  As such, the Sun could well represent Reason, while the Moon might represent Feeling?  These heavenly bodies played a symbolic role in both Jane Eyre and Shirley, but here – at least in this chapter – their role is somewhat subordinated to Imagination.  [I will have to go back to those two earlier novels, now, and see if the same relationship holds there.]  The “greater glory” she extols refers to Imagination!  Lucy concludes with this avowal:

Sovereign complete! thou hadst, for endurance, thy great army of martyrs; for achievement, thy chosen band of worthies. Deity unquestioned, thine essence foils decay! (¶29)

Notice here that “Heaven” is capitalized, perhaps intimating the Christian Heaven and not the alternate fairy ‘heaven.’  This implies that for Lucy – as for Charlotte Brontë – Imagination’s divinity is connected to God’s Realm and grace.  This speaks to an interesting ambivalence in Lucy; as, I believe, in Charlotte – Reason, Feeling and Imagination being runed in fairy terms from folklore and myth while also being woven into Christian mythos and cosmology.  There is a willingness in Charlotte’s novels to blend Pagan and Christian elements into an imagery and a narrative that is open to more than just one system of belief—an element of her storytelling world that I love and fully embrace.

I would have liked to be able to ask Lucy to expound on the remark about Imagination having many martyrs!  Does she mean the Poets and other creative people who in Her service perished from the hard work of creating?  Or perhaps_ those who have been persecuted and victimized – on account of their art and the Imagination-illumined lives that they led – by a society that did not – and still often does not – understand them?  I tend to connect the “army of martyrs” and the “chosen band of worthies” as complementary; a poetic parallelism—that is – they refer to the same group of people, who both endured and achieved much?

Lucy then avows that Imagination’s divinity is unquestioned, and that the ‘essence’ of Imagination keeps the imaginative person from “decay,” this intimating the creeping failure of spirit that often undermines our imaginative, creative life.

At the end of this paean, Imagination speaks to Lucy, comforting her after her weeping.  Lucy tells us:

This daughter of Heaven remembered me to-night; she saw me weep, and she came with comfort: “Sleep,” she said. “Sleep, sweetly—I gild thy dreams!” (¶30)

Lucy tells us that Imagination did as She said (¶31).  However, the monster Reason does return, just as she feared, once Lucy is awake in the morning, re-igniting the struggle within her between Reason and Feeling.

Lucy’s first anticipations of actually receiving a letter from John touched upon and lit-up a passion in Lucy’s heart and, turning to Imagination, she allowed herself to think of what she hoped for; deep down, with John—though his heart is turned toward others (first Ginevra and later Paulina); and by this point in the story, does Lucy know it?  What does she ultimately do?  Does she follow Imagination’s lead?

The first actual letter from John does not come until a fortnight later (Chapter XXI ¶s 97-98).  Lucy has a deep and warming, heart-felt reaction to it – as anyone, especially a young person, inexperienced in such matters, might – and when she finally has it in her hands, she takes it – as a treasure – immediately to the dormitory where she sleeps.  There she secures it away “in silver paper,” committing “it to the case,” putting it in a “box” and then putting the box in a “drawer” after which she “reclosed, relocked the dormitory, and returned to class,” exclaiming to the reader, “feeling as if fairy tales were true, and fairy gifts no dream.” (¶ 105).  It is in the next chapter that she goes up to the attic (called the ”garret” in the text) to read the letter in private, there encountering the ghostly Nun for the first time! (Chapter XXII – The Letter – ¶s 12-20)

In the next chapter (XXIII “Vashti”) we are given a much more familiar and ‘snowy’ version of Lucy as she describes for the reader how she eventually dealt with her letters from Dr John.  She begins the account by telling us:

It was three weeks since the adventure of the garret,[6] and I possessed in that case, box, drawer up-stairs, casketed[7] with that first letter, four companions like to it, traced by the same firm pen, sealed with the same clear seal, full of the same vital comfort.  (¶ 3)

The letters from John have continued to come, and she is treasuring them by keeping them secreted away in what strikes me as a ‘Chinese box’ way of securing them: the case goes in the box which gets put in a drawer.  Lucy then speaks of them, from her future point-of-view, saying:

Vital comfort it seemed to me then: I read them in after years; they were kind letters enough—pleasing letters, because composed by one well pleased; in the two last there were three or four closing lines half-gay, half-tender, “by _feeling_ touched, but not subdued.” Time, dear reader, mellowed them to a beverage of this mild quality; but when I first tasted their elixir, fresh from the fount so honoured, it seemed juice of a divine vintage: a draught which Hebe might fill, and the very gods approve. (¶ 3)

Hebe was a Greek goddess of youth in whose cups the gods and goddesses were served nectar and ambrosia.[8]  When Lucy first read these letters, she says, they were like the offering in Hebe’s cup.  They affected her as an elixir; a magical or medical potion—a brew intended to heal or aid the recipient in some way; whether mystical or practical.  For Lucy, therefore, John’s letters had at first affected her as a magical concoction of divine origin.  What might they have effected, in Lucy’s soul; in her character—had things gone otherwise with John than they did?  Later in her life, they had diminished in effect and were simply pleasing, pleasant and tender.  I have been unable to find the source of the reference “by feeling touched, but not subdued,” [If you know where it is from, please let me know.], this phrase expressing the Romanticist understanding that Feeling is a good and a boon to human nature, so long as one is not overwhelmed by_ or subsumed in_ it.

Interlude

If I may step aside from the main analysis for a moment—

This passage, while acknowledging Lucy’s pleasure in keeping the letters, also shows that something which happened in a later chapter must have been undone at some point.  In “The Burial" (Ch XXVI) Lucy inters John’s letters – in a jar that she specifically purchases for the purpose – under the Methuselah tree in the garden.  The immediate impulse was Madame Beck having purloined them – twice! – Lucy fearing that M Paul had actually perused them in Madame Beck’s presence. (¶ 20).   Yet she also surely buried them because she had finally accepted that John was not interested in her, romantically, and probably never would be, as in the previous chapter John’s attentions to Paulina had begun to show Lucy that his romantic interest had shifted from Ginevra to Miss Bassompierre.   

John, she finally accepts, had treated her as a friend and confidant only, but never in a romantic way.  Lucy had wept over her realization that no more letters were to be coming to her from that “goodly river” (¶ 15), and so buries his letters under the tree beneath which the Nun was supposed to have been buried-alive in a century long past; yet here she says that in “after years” she had re-read the letters and found their effect “mellowed.”  

 I wonder when she dug them up; perhaps before she took up her position as teacher at the new school M. Paul purchased and set up for her?  _Only a guess.  Thinking about this burial, does the place and manner of interment indicate that she has buried her letters from John “alive” in some sense? _What do you think, ‘dear Reader?’

And now, back to the main analysis—

            After Lucy describes the effect of the letters on her, she finally tells us how she dealt with responding to these valued epistles—

Does the reader, remembering what was said some pages back, care to ask how I answered these letters: whether under the dry, stinting check of Reason, or according to the full, liberal impulse of Feeling?  (Chapter XXIII; ¶ 4)

Yes, the reader would be interested to know, Lucy.  How did Imagination aid you in making your replies?  To this she admits:

To speak truth, I compromised matters; I served two masters: I bowed down in the houses of Rimmon, and lifted the heart at another shrine. I wrote to these letters two answers—one for my own relief, the other for Graham’s perusal.  (¶5)

Alas, she did not follow Imagination’s lead but made a compromise between Reason and Feeling; a plausible resolution—and one many people have no doubt made in their lives.  However, to understand the full heft of this confession, we need to explore to what “the houses of Rimmon” refers.   It is a metaphor based on a story in the Bible (II Kings 5:15) in which a military commander serving the King of Aram, became devoted to Yahweh after the prophet Elisa healed him of leprosy.  Naaman later begged forgiveness of the prophet, as he was tempted – and was willing – to stand by his king in the worship of the god Rimmon.  In the scriptural story, worldly conformity undermined devotion to Yahweh.

The phrase “house of Rimmon” has been used metaphorically to mean being fork-tongued; saying one thing and doing or believing another; perhaps paying lip-service to an idea or principle one has not sincerely embraced or, more seriously, sacrificing one’s integrity for the sake of mere conformity and voluntary obeisance to the conventional.  This is important to the text as it suggests Lucy is like the commander, bowing in subservience to Reason and Feeling, when she has just recently devoted herself to her great benefactor, Imagination!  Like Naaman, she has been healed by the One to whom she has vowed herself; Imagination had relieved her of her fears and “gilded” Lucy’s dreams that night.  Thankful of this, Lucy declared Imagination to be her “Sovereign.”  This biblical story, however, clearly illumines how Lucy handled the letters:

To begin with: Feeling and I turned Reason out of doors, drew against her bar and bolt, then we sat down, spread our paper, dipped in the ink an eager pen, and, with deep enjoyment, poured out our sincere heart.  When we had done—when two sheets were covered with the language of a strongly-adherent affection, a rooted and active gratitude— … (¶ 6)

The battle is still going on in her, between Feeling and Reason, apparently in the absence of Imagination, who is left out of the conversation not long after the allegiance had been pledged; just as Naaman had broken his vow to God very soon after making it.  Lucy, under Feeling’s direction and influence, has penned a letter full of affectionate words, promulgated from a Heart that is “sincere” and expressive of “gratitude;” for the letters received as well as for John’s attention to her since she left the comforting world of the Brettons at La Terrasse.  Then, before she continues, putting off telling us once again what she in fact did with John's letters, we have this insert—

(once, for all, in this parenthesis, I disclaim, with the utmost scorn, every sneaking suspicion of what are called “warmer feelings:” women do not entertain these “warmer feelings” where, from the commencement, through the whole progress of an acquaintance, they have never once been cheated of the conviction that, to do so would be to commit a mortal absurdity: nobody ever launches into Love unless he has seen or dreamed the rising of Hope’s star over Love’s troubled waters)  (¶ 6)

But Lucy, we know you had warmer feelings, didn’t you? _as you expressed them to us when you received the very first letter!

            I include this parenthesis in the analysis, here, as it reveals Lucy’s feelings regarding John, and may help explain the eventual burying of his letters.  This is a cold self-reprimand and a repudiation of her own warm feelings for John; however repressed – perhaps from the future Lucy who is writing this narrative many years later? – and for what she may have been hoping in her relationship with John at the time.  Lucy here expresses a cultural ‘rule’ – so entrenched in her worldly milieu still at that time – that a woman was not be the one to express herself freely in matters of love but must await the man’s confession or profession of love.  This bias is something Romanticists worked to controvert and overthrow in their narratives!  Yet here, whether she really believes it or not, Lucy declaims that women do not entertain these “warmer feelings” until given some assurance that the man feels something for her that might permit her to return the affection.  Unless she is given some confidence of the man’s feelings and intentions, Lucy is suggesting, it would be dangerous – to her reputation?  _to her relationship with the man? – for the woman to express herself.  Yet she did feel them, didn’t she?

            Here is the cold, snowy Lucy again, repressing her feelings that did not come to fruition.  She struggles with her willingness and desire to express to John her true feelings, in part because of her culture’s convention regarding this; as expressed in this parenthesis, but also out of her own self-denying tendency—to think of herself as unworthy of other people’s attention, much less their love.  To enter into Love, she avers, it is necessary for "Hope's Star” to at least be “dreamed” if not “seen” to be rising, shining above “Love’s troubled waters.”  This, in her relationship with John, she did not have or, if she thought she did, she was slowly and finally freed of the illusion.  It would be finally dashed later in the story by John’s avowal that he would have been her ‘great friend’ had she been a boy when they knew each other back in Bretton. (Chapter XXVII, ¶49-51) [9]

After this parenthesis, then, Lucy finally finishes her account of how she handled the letters:

when, then, I had given expression to a closely-clinging and deeply-honouring attachment—an attachment that wanted to attract to itself and take to its own lot all that was painful in the destiny of its object; that would, if it could, have absorbed and conducted away all storms and lightnings from an existence viewed with a passion of solicitude—then, just at that moment, the doors of my heart would shake, bolt and bar would yield, Reason would leap in vigorous and revengeful, snatch the full sheets, read, sneer, erase, tear up, re-write, fold, seal, direct, and send a terse, curt missive of a page. She did right.

Lucy is here like Naaman kneeling at the altar of Rimmon; she has broken her vow to Imagination and fallen back under a self-sacrificing surrender to Reason and Feeling; who are at odds, as usual.  And I must ask, “Lucy, wouldn’t “closely-clinging” perhaps suggest those “warmer feelings” you were just decrying?”

            Here we see the full struggle depicted as between opposing divine contenders; the third – Imagination – apparently being wholly left out (like Yahweh and Naaman’s allegiance to him at the resolution of the scene from II Kings).  This could be seen as a dialectic from one angle; Feeling and Reason as thesis and antithesis, Imagination then being the fruition and resolution of their struggle?  No mention here, though, of Imagination in all of Her qualities; beauty and aid in times of trouble, et cetera.  This is cold Lucy Snowe back under the yoke of her Reason.

            I was disappointed to read this after the earlier epiphanic description of the rule of Imagination over both Reason and Feeling; seen almost as a kind of Romanticist Charioteer who guides the other two ‘faculties,’ bringing them into bridled cooperation – just two chapters earlier.[10]

            Lucy’s letters, dictated under the auspices of Feeling had been full of a sense of attachment with John; a deep, sincere attachment that was admitting of the troubles and trials of life (“all that was painful in the destiny of its object”), offering to absorb these “storms and lightnings” in John’s existence, which she says she views with “a passion of solicitude.”  Note that she believes herself willing to take to herself things that she normally fears – storms and lightnings!  Here is also one of those moments in the story when Lucy avows a passion; would this constitute “warmer feelings” again? – over against her oft repeated assertion that she is a person who likes to remain quiet, calm and alone.  The word “solicitude” implies genuine care and concern for another’s well-being.  As such, she expresses here a willingness to be passionately engaged with John in his life-journey, for his welfare.  These letters – though never shared with us – have allowed Lucy to reveal to us just how much she cared for John; though she only – and then, ever obliquely – expressed it at earlier points in the story.

            Then, like a monster, Reason broke down her Heart’s door, devouring Lucy’s allegiance with Feeling. “She did right,” Lucy tries to assure us.  Thus says the willingly defecting Naaman, bowing at a false altar with her worldly dictator, in an act of disloyalty to her true “good angel;” her Sovereign, Imagination!  Here, the description of Reason as a tyrant, a Hag and Oppressor is now conspicuously missing.  Lucy seems to have accepted the tenets of her Overlord, and ‘knows’ – or at least ‘believes’ – that her shorter, less affectionate, passionless replies to Dr John’s letters are more appropriate; as they might cause less ‘trouble?’  While this could well be true, her past experience is dictating this re-submission to the tyrant; her Reason—which is not healthily grounded.

            “She did right.”

            We here see Lucy retreating once again from passion; from a full expression of her being-in-becoming, as she does repeatedly throughout the novel.  She is accepting the prison into which Reason – grounded in her traumatic life-experience in that eight-year hiatus in the narrative – has caged her.  She seems to have been unable to imagine-her-way-out of it.

            “She did right.”  Thus says the willingly submissive soul.

If, however, she had continued to kneel at the altar of Imagination, Lucy may have come to a more balanced – and possibly more honest – address to John in response to his letters.  And what might John have felt or done in answer to her replies?  I wonder, did he see Lucy only as a friend because she had never expressed her true feelings?  Those “warner feelings” she had but denies.?  His potential response is what she has lost-out-on in re-submitting to the warring faculties within her and abandoning her Sovereign.

 Finis

 

I welcome comments and questions, so please feel free to respond.

Thanks for reading!

 



[1] The text I am quoting from is The Project Gutenberg eBook of Villette.  The underscores (“_”) surrounding various words I take to indicate italicized words.  I am using paragraph numbers, as there are no page numbers in the downloaded text.

[2] I think of Coleridge as I write this, who was into the physical sciences and philosophy, using reason to figure out the nature of reality, while using the imagination to create his poetical works.

[3] Charlotte Brontë’s use of metaphor in this novel is often startling and incisive!  This one is as nuanced as that of the “ship’’ in Chapter IV, used to try and describe what happened to her in that eight-year hiatus.

[4] This quote comes from an old poem; probably in a book of 19th century fairy poetry I read years ago, but I have lost the citation.

[5] Fairy lore is conflicted about whether there is ‘daylight’ in the fairy realm, or if the light of their ‘day’ is some preternatural light, or even the light of the Moon, always in the sky overhead.  Different stories and traditions have different views on this.  However one wishes to untangle this, there is a ‘day’ in the fairy world as well as ‘night.’  This lack of consensus in the lore the of Mystery of the Fairy Otherworld and our relationship to it; the strangeness any mortal might feel in visiting it.

[6] “The adventures in the garret” refers to the first visitation of the Nun in the garret where she went to read the first epistle from John.

[7] The word “Casket” does not mean a coffin, as we tend to use the word today,  but a small, secure box used for some valued thing.

[8] Hebe was a daughter of Zeus and Hera and later became the divine wife of Heracles. She had influence over eternal youth and the ability to restore youth to mortals, a power that appears exclusive to her in Ovid's Metamorphoses.

[9] Chapter XXVII – The Hotel Crecy –  John says: “I believe if you had been a boy, Lucy, instead of a girl—my mother’s god-son instead of her god-daughter, we should have been good friends:  our opinions would have melted into each other.” (¶49)  To which Lucy responded—

 “Trying, then, to keep down the unreasonable pain which thrilled my heart, on thus being made to feel that while Graham could devote to others the most grave and earnest, the manliest interest, he had no more than light raillery for Lucy, the friend of lang syne, I inquired calmly,—“On what points are we so closely in accordance?” (¶ 49)

[10] I think of the Tarot here, “The Chariot” (Major Arcana VII), as an image of this relationship, rightly envisioned.  This card has to do with overcoming obstacles, self-discipline and hard work.  The two sphinxes – as I know them at least from the Rider-Waite deck – could be interpreted as Reason and Feeling, with the Charioteer standing in for Imagination.