How Do You Conquer the Ego? Dante, Lacan, and the Power of Being Seen

How do you conquer the ego? The French philosopher Jacques Lacan says,

“What determines me, at the most profound level, in the visible, is the gaze that is outside.”

According to Lacan, it is highly curious that human behavior and self-perception drastically change the moment we become aware of being looked at. An outside gaze, when caught, changes us profoundly. No one remains the same when they know they are being seen.

Why?

Because we are revealed as human beings only when we are seen. The Gaze is the ultimate revelatory act. Dante says of Beatrice’s eyes in Vita Nuova:

“Whenever and wherever she appeared, by virtue of my hope in her marvelous greeting [gaze], no one could be my enemy; on the contrary, I became possessed by a flame of charity that made me forgive whoever had hurt me, and were someone to ask me any question at that moment, my response would have been, simply, “Love,” my expression clothed in humility.”

Dante had many enemies and yet, the moment he caught her gaze, no one in the world could remain his enemy. Suddenly, in the twinkling of an eye, all inner struggle subsided, and humility arose — without struggle, as a response to the gaze. What Dante saw in that gaze was different than what Petrarch encountered in Laura.

For Petrarch — and many others — their earthly love was a distraction from God. Petrarch’s inner struggle was precisely that Laura competed with God for his heart. For Dante, Beatrice was not a distraction from God but theophany. There was no competition. Through her eyes, God revealed His own gaze.

What happened in that gaze? Suddenly, unexpectedly, Dante felt exalted and humbled at the same time. True humility always arises as an inner response to being seen. False humility is an attempt to bring oneself down without the awareness of being seen.

Such attempts are never successful. In fact, they only inflate the ego further.

True humility is a profound paradox: we feel most humble when we feel most exalted — in the Divine Gaze. When we catch that Gaze, we know we are singled out, made precious, chosen. That Gaze lifts us to the seventh heaven.

At that moment, the ego dies a quiet and happy death. We no longer need to establish or exalt ourselves. We already feel exalted to the highest heights. Unless we are exalted by the Other, we will inevitably attempt to exalt ourselves. The moment we become aware of how we are being looked at, the ego falls silent.

The Gaze humbles us by revealing who we truly are. This is the most humbling experience of all: to discover who we are in the eyes of the Lover. The Gaze humbles by extolling.

C.S. Lewis said:

True humility is not thinking less of yourself: it’s thinking of yourself less.

But it is impossible to think of yourself less without first being exalted by the Gaze. The Gaze lifts us to such heights that all our attempts at self-exaltation suddenly appear absurd. We give them up instinctively. It simply makes no sense to think much of oneself once we become aware of how we are being seen.

The paradox of humility is that it’s the flip side of being exalted — by the loving gaze. People think much of themselves only because they are unaware of being seen. The ego exalts itself precisely when it does not know how greatly it has already been exalted.

It puffs itself up and seeks to grow ever larger until one day — somewhere in the middle of the Ponte Vecchio — it lifts its eyes and is suddenly smitten by how it is being looked at. In that instant, it begins to laugh at its own efforts at self-exaltation.

All human attempts at self-exaltation are ridiculous, because if only we knew how greatly we have already been exalted, we would exclaim with Dante: “I am possessed by a flame of charity,” and we would answer every question with a single word:

Love.

Why Wasn’t the Ponte Vecchio Bombed During World War II?

Holiday, Henry; Dante and Beatrice; Walker Art Gallery; http://www.artuk.org/artworks/dante-and-beatrice-97987

Why wasn’t the Ponte Vecchio bombed during World War II? World War II is full of its legends. In the summer of 1944, as Allied forces closed in on Florence, retreating German troops were ordered to destroy every bridge over the Arno to slow their advance.

Every bridge was blown up — except the Ponte Vecchio. The German officer assigned to demolish it refused. “This is the bridge where Dante met Beatrice,” he said. “I cannot possibly destroy it.”

He then radioed the Allies and informed them that the bridge would remain intact — on one condition: they must promise not to use it. The agreement was honored, the Ponte Vecchio was spared, but the officer himself was executed for disobedience.

What compelled this man to sacrifice his life for a bridge? The bridge must have spoken to him about something worth more than life itself — the beauty of the Divine hidden behind ordinary things. Dante’s love for Beatrice was unique in that he never separated his love for an earthly woman from his love for God.

In fact, loving Beatrice was not a distraction from God but the very path to God. For Petrarch — and many other poets — their earthly love was a distraction from God. Petrarch’s inner struggle was precisely that Laura competed with God for his heart.

He loved her intensely, but he also felt guilty that this human passion distracted him from pursuing God. Not so with Dante. He said of Beatrice:

O lady, you who strengthen my hope
and who, for my salvation,
have suffered to leave your footprints even in Hell…

For him, to see Beatrice was to see God. Beatrice became an icon of the Divine — a revelation of God within the physical realm. Dante’s revolutionary thought was precisely this — that whatever you love on earth can lead you to God if you see it as an icon.

If you don’t see it as an icon, it becomes an idol and competes with the Divine in your heart. It’s all in the eye of the beholder.

“The eye is the lamp of the body.” — Jesus

Icon and idol are often the same thing — the difference lies in how we look. If we look at a thing, it becomes an idol. If we look through it, it becomes an icon. Dante looked through Beatrice and communed with Divine Light.

Perhaps that is what the German officer saw on the Ponte Vecchio that day. Perhaps he caught a glimpse of that light through the bridge and realized that it was worth more than life itself.