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The
Javanese are a large Malay language speaking group
living on an equatorial island of 48,900 sq. mi.
(about the size of New York State) in Indonesia,
between the Asian mainland and Australia. The
island boasts about 60 million Javanese as well as
some 30 million Chinese, Sundanese and other
assorted residents, and its population density
(about 1,500 per sq. mi.) is a serious problem. A
core population has been on the island for a long
time, and Javanese civilization has been in
evidence since about 500 A.D. when there were
Hindu and Buddhist kingdoms on the island. Java
has always been something of a cultural crossroads
lying as it does on the trade route from China and
Japan to India and Europe. Following the Indic
period came the Muslim admixture and a new set of
kingdoms and ideas. After that the Portuguese and
then the Dutch arrived with these latter
controlling the island's external and commercial
affairs from about 1600 till the Japanese invasion
in the Second World War.
Depicting any other people
is rather like trying to explain snow to a child
from the tropics; you may get the general idea
across, but going beyond that requires a bit of
detailed contextual illustration at times. The
following is an effort in that direction.
Consciousness and History
History reflects the movement and development of
consciousness in this total being. The emphasis in
contemplating history is not on chronicling
events, but on studying the consciousness that
underlies and
determines
the manifest incidents. Consciousness is the stuff
of our articulation with existence. It is what we
receive as information, and the accuracy and
extent of the reception determine the potential
success and utility of our relationship with
reality. The broader the conscious perspective,
the better the understanding of the environment
and the more reliable the application of
information to new problems.
Leadership depends on consciousness and the
greater the awareness of a leader, the more
effective the leadership. This is the basis of
Javanese kingship. The kings of Surakarta and
Yogyakarta have the job of feeling their people
and feeling the rest of existence and then putting
the two together as best is possible. They are the
ancient heads and spokesmen of the Javanese union
of being.
Consciousness is connected with wisdom and
foreknowledge. The greater the consciousness
attained, the broader and clearer the vision and
the subtler the understanding of events.
Acceptance of existence as it is and being in
accord with its purposes can bring powers of
various kinds. However, this relationship implies
sacrifice and suffering, "Where there is a leader,
there is a servant" (Nya gusti, nya kawula),
which might lead one to question the real claim to
authority of the current batch of generals and
their titular dictator, Suharto. Knowledge is
neither a Faustian betrayal nor computerized
legerdemain; knowledge is based on love, not
ambition or cleverness. It comes from caring
enough to suffer and learn. There are many stories
about the self-sacrifice and discipline of the
Javanese nobility trying to get a clear picture of
the situation through fasts in order to serve and
lead more effectively.
King Jayabaya is a famous
example of this. His clarity and vision of coming
events looking out from the Twelfth Century remain
current and are often used to put the present into
perspective. For example, he forecast the coming
of white rulers to Java and said that they would
eventually be displaced by "forces from the
islands of Tembini, the members of which are
short-legged and yellow-skinned, and they will
occupy Java but only for the lifetime of the maise
plant. After their occupation, they will return to
the islands of Tembini. Java will return to its
former origin and will come back to the children
of Java." During the hard days of the Japanese
occupation, his prediction was often recalled.
For the
Javanese, the Jayabaya predictions constituted a
guide to the future of the country; they were also
an inexhaustible source of spiritual strength for
coping with social problems of the present and
future.
The
paradigm for understanding the role of the
individual in history is found in the Javanese
version of the Mahabharata, a Hindu war
epic depicting the struggle for power between the
Pandawa family and their cousins, the Kurawas.
However, the point of the contest was not the war
but the development and maturation of the
characters. In its cruder manifestations,
development often requires opposition -- a
sparring partner. During the struggle the two
sides polish their characters on each other. To
view the conflict in terms of rights and wrongs is
to miss its point; there are admirable and
despicable characters on both sides.
History is viewed the same way. It is a unitary
expression and our maturation often depends on
others showing us that we are wrong so that we can
see it ourselves. It is this total, combined
consciousness that defines the driving motivation
for our actions as individuals and groups. An
individual's understanding of his behavior and
purposes reflects his level of consciousness, but
the actions and impulses themselves also reflect
his role in Nature. Thus, a "Hitler" is not viewed
primarily on the level of his own twisted
understanding, but of the level of the events that
his being brought forth, and evidently the
Javanese saw him as loosening the Western yoke on
the rest of the world. Sometimes leadership must
raise the consciousness of a people to undertake
the obvious, since the people are mired in their
own lies.
Humanity is one body. The
two hands may be rubbed together to warm them, but
the linkage between the event and its unified
intention is likely to be misunderstood by the
"cells" of the hands. Western domination has
caused pain and the two world wars are viewed as a
response to and an expression of that pain.
Everyone and everything have multitudinous
positive and negative aspects, but they have one
thing in common: they are tiny bits of the
totality and moments in eternity. It is only when
something is seen in its total natural context
that arguments cease in acceptance and you get a
clear, balanced perspective. It is only with this
acceptance and understanding that you are free to
move on out of your opinions into the present.
Daily Life
This is a culture that values the shy, the
sensitive and the unassertive -- a quiet approach
to existence that allows being to work itself out
rather than imposing some personal order on it.
In
Javanese dance, two conflicting characters are
generally depicted. The first is brash and
self-important, red-faced and loud and crude (kasar).
He struts about with head held high doing what he
wants and trying to force everybody else to obey
him. The second character is humble and refined (alus),
quiet and polite, moving gently with eyes ever
downward. Both of these characters are generally
princes, but in staging the dance, men play
only the crude bounder; the second, gentler spirit
is always represented by women. In their fights,
the first character jumps about, shouting and
threatening, while the second passively waits and
then deftly executes his movements. The first
figure is all show and excess and violence; the
second is the embodiment of grace and beauty and
the acceptance of things as they are. The first
behaviorally boasts, "I'm better than you. Just
let me prove it." The second quietly seems to
observe, "We are here together; is this not a
wonder?" The gentle prince always wins.
The Kancil Tales, a long
series of children's stories akin to Uncle Remus,
provide another example of this same principle.
The kancil (Brer Rabbit's equatorial alter
ego) is a mouse deer who alternately prospers or
suffers depending on the attitude he carries into
each adventure. When he is proud and
self-important, the kancil always gets into
trouble and shows himself for a fool, but when he
pays heed to what is happening, he prospers. Over
and over again, the stories demonstrate that,
"When you are full of yourself, there will be no
room for the rest of the world. You will be
blinded by your pride and become vulnerable to all
kinds of problems either of your own making or
brought to you by those you have left out of your
vision of life. But when you are humble and
cooperative and attentive, you will be able to do
the best you can with whatever situation is at
hand."
Though presented
in a rather more abstract frame, the dance
characters and kancil stories are also reflected
in Javanese social mores, where calm (tentrem),
polite and respectful attitudes and behavior (sopan
santun) are valued. Conceit (sombong)
is deemed an improper emotional and experiential
imposition on everyone (including oneself). In a
more general sense, emotion itself is something to
be leery of in that it communicates easily and
disturbs. The longer and stronger the emotion, the
more of a disruption it is apt to be. One properly
imposes as little personal emotion as possible on
the general context, in that this private feeling
is invariably a departure from the shared
experience. A Javanese might say that a relative
has died and then laugh; the laughter is a
courtesy to protect you from his private
sentiments. Self-indulgent displays of emotion are
for children. Such flashes of passion blind, and
if they are protracted or frequent can lead to
illness.
The
people of Java practice open psychology on a
virtually universal scale. Sumarah is just one of
hundreds of groups and the culture is rich in
instruction and information about such
disciplines, which can have Hindu, Sufi or local
roots but have all been absorbed into the
amalgamated Javanese tradition. The global aim of
all these practices is stated alternatively as "to
diminish the desires by getting them into
perspective" (meper hawa nepsu) or "to
conform to the real nature of the desires" (ngruntutake
hawa nepsu). The practices can take many
forms, but essentially involves trying to receive
the reality within (batin) and the reality
without (lahir) clearly -- when the one is
in tune with the other, you have arrived here.
All behavior is based on desire, and desires can
be divided into four classes. Each of the desires
has positive and negative aspects depending
primarily on whether it is honest and open or
distorted and closed. The four desires are
associated with colors, parts of the body and
natural forces (see Figure 1). The Javanese theory
shows an apparent connection with Roman humors
(through Islamic medicine?).
The most base of the desires is aluamah
which is hunger, ambition and egoism -- the
cravings associated with personal survival. This
appetite is black, associated with the mouth and
stomach and with earth. Amarah is the
passions of control and domination and anger. This
urge is red, associated with the ears and with
fire. Supiah is wishes, longings, the need
to be with others and the desire to have children,
and is yellow, associated with the eyes and with
water. Mutmainah is purity, altruism and
the desire to surrender self for others, and is
white, related to the nose and breathing and with
air. The stated parts of the body are considered
the focal points of the desires. The colors are
said to be produced in the aura when a desire is
present.
At any given time, one of the desires will be most
active and lead the rest, but the character has a
tendency to settle into or center around one
desire, which produces personality types. Not too
surprisingly, these respectively correspond to
Freud's oral, anal, phallic and genital
personalities. However, the types are rather
incidental: the issue is balance. You study your
nature not to control your responses, change one
desire into another or revel in your
peculiarities, but to become more sensitive and
conscious of your needs and strengths and
weaknesses. You refine your desires and move
toward balance by respecting and paying attention
to them.
This traditional study involves meditation and
various abstinences and fasts (tapa) to
increase self-awareness by "looking at the back of
your own neck" (tolehen githokmu dewe).
Your awareness's breadth and depth depends on the
balance and unity among the desires. There is a
popular picture showing a chariot drawn by four
horses; the horses are the power of taking (aluamah),
competing (amarah), cooperating (supiah)
and giving (mutmainah), while the
charioteer represents the balanced self united
with them as a team and moving onward.
"There is no escape from the
consequences of your actions" (Ora luput saka
ngunduhing panggawe). Depending on what you
have been up to, this can be a terrifying notion.
The Javanese deem it sufficiently daunting as to
base a great deal of their approach to living on
this inevitability. Perhaps because they generally
live in intensely tight communities where everyone
is watching everyone else all the time, this
truism is so plain to the Javanese that it does
not merit argument -- whatever you do, other
peoples relationship with you reflects it. Though
reincarnation (tumimbal lahir) and karma
are naturally present in this still Hindu-Buddhist
culture, they are generally satisfied with
contemplating deeds in this life. Java echos with
this constant attention to behavior and
consequences through questions and speculation and
gossip. If the members of a community do not keep
track of each other, what is their function?
Living and Dying
In Java death
does not end existence; you just part ways with
your little body, but your relationships remain.
Eventually, God willing, we may come back together
again like now on this little planet. In preparing
for the death you should "always sow rice within"
(Tansah nandur
padi jeru). You grow rice by behaving well, by
giving fully and freely of yourself so that you
are at peace with existence. The accumulated
result of what you do is what you are: "A noble
character does not depend on wealth, poverty or
position, but comes to anyone who is diligent in
the practices of a noble character" (Budi luhur
ora gumantung ana wong sugih, mlarat utawa
pangkat, ning sapa wae sing kuwat kanggonan budi
luhur).
Your
character defines the company you seek and those
who seek to be with you both during and after
life. "Prepare provisions for death during life" (Golek
sanguning pati sajeroning urip). Death is a
lifelong study and a continuous awareness of its
coming takes a lot of confusion out of your life,
and imparts a tender anguish to relationships: "We
are here together now. Is it not wonderful? But
where will we be tomorrow?"
This perspective was highlighted during the
terminal illness of an elderly aristocratic (priyayi)
matron whose family split into traditional and
modern factions as she died. After a month she
went into a coma. The traditional faction
maintained a constant deathwatch; she was visited
frequently by a doctor and carefully taken care
of, but she was not hospitalized. This group was
most concerned with her spiritual condition, and
she was visited by various traditional Javanese
doctors (dukun) and open psychology adepts.
The consensus held that she was dying and dying
quite well; her "journey of death" (perjalanan)
was under way.
The other faction was from the modern Indonesian
elite and they pushed for Western medicine. An IV
was finally placed, and though she improved a bit,
she did not recover consciousness. The traditional
faction was aghast; their play with their
technological toys was interfering with her entry
into death, and she could suffer spiritually
because of it. A niece grumbled, "They had better
not do that to me when it's time for me to go."
After a week she started slipping again, the IV
was removed and she died a few days later.
The dying are going toward God, while the children
are coming from God. You raise your children by
"guiding from behind" (tut wuri handayani).
A story often told to explain this describes a
stranger coming to ask directions. You know where
he wants to go, but to show proper respect you do
not just say "Follow me" and march off in the
lead. You indicate the direction, let him go first
and then follow behind to quietly let him know
when to turn. Your children are strangers too. You
do not dominate and control them; you help them
find their own way.
Parents are responsible for helping to orient
their children to this world while fostering their
essential openness. You help your child by
teaching him to see clearly and letting him be. We
lived in a neighborhood surrounded by children for
two years and never so much as heard one harshly
scolded. The Javanese children are gently
"reminded" (diélingaké) when they get out
of line, and asked not to do so again. The issue
is that harsh treatment is asking for trouble
later on as the child adopts your attitudes and
punishes the whole community with them.
For example, one day a naughty four-year-old boy
spent the whole morning crying and carrying on,
and none of the gentle procedures they tried had
persuaded him to stop. Finally they carried him to
the bathroom and closed the door. Bathrooms often
have low walls in Indonesia as did this one, and
the boy was "reminded" not to make such a fuss by
having ladlefuls of water tossed over the wall
into the bathroom. He moved into a corner and
stopped crying. They then let him out and he
remained subdued for a while.
The Hindu gods worshipped in
Java from about 500 A.D. to 1500 have two faces.
They display a benevolent aspect to their
followers, a friendly, understanding face, but
those who defy them confront their wrathful
aspect
-- a hideous, long-fanged visage that is angrily
protecting what you betrayed. Javanese
childrearing is reflected in these gods. Until
about the age of six a child can do no wrong; both
mother and father are amazingly loving, attentive
and patient. After that the mother's role remains
unaltered, but the father's changes dramatically.
The father becomes distant and watchful and
neutral: he guards
the world from your possible excesses, and he
guards you from over-estimation. In effect, your
mother is with you first and then with the rest,
while your father is first with the rest and then
with you.
Balance and Imbalance
Balance inside
comes from "conforming to the true nature of the
desires"; balance outside is sought through
respect, manners and avoiding disturbances.
Disturbances are dangerous. Confusion causes
blindness by stirring up the social silt and
clouding the waters of interaction, so that nobody
can see clearly for a while.
One
day my wife went to visit a friend, but she was
out. The servants said their matron would be home
soon so my wife decided to wait. After a while the
house started filling up with smoke. She was
served tea. When her friend returned she explained
that there had been a fire in the kitchen; of
course, her servants would not disturb her guest.
They had quietly gone to a neighbor to get help
fighting the fire.
The respect and fear of upsetting others that
underlie Javanese manners are childishly, almost
neurotically intense, and reflect both the working
of the two-faced god and the success of the
Javanese childrearing system. When you love and
serve the peace of your community, this same love
and service is eventually returned; when you
betray this love and disturb the peace, the wrath
arises to cleanse the confusion. This confusion is
like the fire in the kitchen; you try to keep the
disturbance confined to as small an area as
possible so that excess silt is not kicked up to
cloud the rasa sea, the experiential waters
we all share.
There are two words for this union of loving fear
and fearful love. They distinguish whether the
feeling is balanced and can be shared, or
imbalanced, with the pain and disturbance
paralyzing action and communication. The first
type is pakewuh: no doubt the servants --
rushing about in the kitchen, serving the tea,
running off to the neighbor -- were also concerned
about their guest out there drinking her tea in
the smoke. She must be nonplused and
uncomfortable, but it is something to giggle
about. The mistress will be home soon and she will
explain everything.
Pakewuh is a light, sympathetic feeling for
someone in discomfort. Your connection with the
source of discomfort (if there is one) is
involuntary. A similar feeling where your
connection with the discomfort is active is
nakal. Nakal is what children often are
when they mirror our own postures back to us,
showing us just how foolish we look and is closest
to such associations as "naughty" and
"mischievous" in the Western tradition.
Isin is the imbalanced version of such
feelings. Isin is what happens when you
cannot bear what you are seeing and feeling, when
you are watching but no longer controlling your
reactions, when your energy mounts in a vain
attempt to deny what is here. This is the kind of
intensity you find in adolescent love tangles or
when a child gets surprised doing something he
knows is forbidden. Isin is not something
you can produce alone. It requires imbalance in
your relations with others determining this
blindness and vulnerability.
Isin in particular, together with all
extreme emotions in general, produces imbalance --
love, hate, euphoria, despair and fury are all
subject to the "law of balance" (hukum seimbang).
Departures from the predominant shared state of
calm are illusions if protracted; you create their
continuity by not letting them relax back into the
real context (rasa murni). As in the case
of isin, they blind and can provoke
personal and social disturbances. Impassioned
people cannot be present; they are always involved
in their own show.
The "law of imbalance" is part of Natural Law (Purba
Wasesa, the Javanese term for the Greek
palaiouV nomouV),
and provides a good illustration of what is meant
by this all containing concept and how it is
continuously applied to the details of daily life.
For example, food is eaten lukewarm, not hot; tea
may be served hot, but it is the host's job to
check it from time to time until it is the proper
tepid temperature, and the guests are invited to
drink. The more traditional folk will not drink
iced drinks: too cold. Pregnant women should never
drink anything cold, and should avoid shocks even
more rigorously than usual.
Shocks cause imbalance and increase the risk of
disease. The Javanese "cold" equivalent is
masuk angin ("wind enters"), in which some
vapor gets in and disturbs the system. Babies are
often dressed in knitted ski caps and what appear
to be snow-suits on this often sweltering
equatorial island. A ride on a motorcycle requires
a heavy jacket and the ski cap. The windows are
never opened on buses, trains and the like: you
might not get sick, but what of your neighbor?
Community balance depends on the maturity of its
members, their acceptance and response to the
situation as it really is. When you distort your
context; when you impose some personal order on
relationships or events, that is pamrih.
For example, when you give someone a gift, hoping
to get something in return, that is
pamrih, or when you just want them to like it,
that is pamrih too. But equally, when you
do something just to entertain or make yourself
feel good, that is pamrih as well.
Pamrih is the active expression of your
private version of reality. It is what you need to
be there to justify being wherever you are.
On the other hand, a mature gift is eklas, "freely given"; you give it wholeheartedly, and meaning comes to it on its own, rather than being assigned and imposed by you. All behavior should be eklas, and this is the active element of a mature, open relationship with reality. Eklas is the heart, isin is the soul; they are the love and the law, the mother and father of Javanese community.
Rasaning Jawa
The following vignettes attempt to communicate
something of the
rasa, the shared sense, of Java as expressed
in everyday events: a thin trail of fumes rising
from Mount Merapi -- denying the awesome might of
Nature or the transience of life is difficult in
the shadow of an active volcano; the unspeakable
serenity of the rice paddies; a maid following
a
three-year-old around with a plate, waiting for
him to stop long enough to open his mouth so that
she can put a spoonful of food into it -- young
children are not obliged to sit at table; the host
surreptitiously touching his teacup to see if it
has cooled enough so that he can invite his guests
to drink; the Mankunegaran Palace orchestra
playing in the Palace pendapa, a huge
open-walled reception hall, with the multitude of
birds living in the roof singing along; a Jakarta
group leader/doctor/general/businessman taking his
folding chair out on the lawn to sit, meditating
in the warm darkness every evening; the lean
painter, watering down the paint so much that he
had to apply coat after coat to get the color to
take -- without ever touching the pictures on the
wall, but rather, painting ever so carefully
around them; my first Javanese teacher, going to
our neighbor to ask that he tell our maid to
inform my wife that I should be advised: the class
I had missed that morning could be made up that
afternoon -- the go-between tradition in business
and other potentially disputatious relationships;
incredible peach-colored sunsets from time to time
during the rainy season; a man waking up in the
morning, whipping his head around -- crack, crack,
crack -- the arms, legs, fingers, back -- crack,
crack, crack -- until everything is loose and
relaxed; the complicated rhythm of the kampung
(neighborhood) security committee that patrolled
the area to a syncopated chorus beat out on pots
and pans every night -- a job that rotates among
the young men of the kampung; our maid who knew
everything about everyone in the kampung in
incredible detail -- knowing about people can
prevent problems; the women from the poor area
covering their heads as they defecate into the
ditch by the side of the road -- dignity in
anonymity; you are never apt to see anyone
munching on a bag of potato chips, when they do
eat in public, they gobble their food -- your
eating is an agony for those around you that are
hungry; hundreds of silent beggars neither asking
nor apparently concerned with what they receive,
sitting so still along the path up holy Mount
Kawi; our kampung (neighborhood) free
spirit, a lunatic woman receiving food and
strutting about with her new cloth wrap but making
no attempt to cover her nakedness; the masseuse's
strong fingers that gently search out tensions as
if they could see them; the maid crawling unbidden
in
on her knees to serve tea to Suwondo (pictured
here with me), an honored Javanese guest.
This
is the incredibly slow, measured pace of Central
Java, the attention given to their work and the
care and patience and respect given to whatever
they are doing, whether it be sweeping, making
batik, catching up on the neighbors, dancing,
painting, playing an instrument, serving tea --
the relaxed attention never wanders. This
vibrantly attentive form of societal interaction
is an obvious social expression of maturation
psychology. Solo's old sobriquet is "the City that
never Sleeps", but this does not invoke pictures
of partying or drinking or the like: the image
connected with this is of a city on watch, with
the kampung guards patrolling the streets
to their syncopated beat; wayang kulit
performances where people sit about listening and
talking and drinking sweet tea until dawn; and all
night meditation in graveyards or streams or at
home.
But Solo's New Year's Eve is
probably the best example. Beginning the day
before, the streets coming to the city are
thronged with people walking, biking or riding
(sometimes many kilometers) in from the desa,
the farm hamlets surrounding Solo. The people of
this old Kingdom still gather in the city to
celebrate their community, quietly walking the
streets, paying their respects one to one another
until dawn.
1. Ibn
Khaldun, The
Muqaddimah, Princeton University Press, 1958.