Why do people continue to espouse mistaken
understandings of adoptees’ relationships with their birth mothers? Why do they
seek information that they think confirms some special relationship they had
and then lost when they were adopted as tiny infants? In much of western
culture (although, not, by the way, in traditional Hawaiian society), there is
a myth of the birth mother’s stamp on her infant, and the longing of the
adopted child for reunion with a person for whom there is no conscious memory.
(Curiously, in spite of this myth, modern literary
representations from drama to comic books have focused on the search for the
lost father-- although the little girl
Hushpuppy in the wonderful movie “Beasts of the Southern Wild” is shown as searching
for her mother, now that her father is dying.)
Part of the birth mother myth may be a remnant of
the old conviction that a pregnant woman’s wishes and feelings would mark her
baby both mentally and physically. A “strawberry mark” might be explained as caused
by the mother either eating too many strawberries, or by wanting some and not
having them. If a pregnant woman saw something she wanted to eat, she might be
advised to have some, because if she didn’t, her baby would “want”. It’s only a
step from those beliefs to the idea that something happened during pregnancy
that irrevocably connected the baby to the birth mother.
Beyond the influence of old tales on people’s
beliefs about birth mothers and babies, though, there’s the fact that some
individuals and groups make a point of insisting on a deep connection—in spite
of the fact that no systematic evidence supports their beliefs. One organization
well-known for this activity is the Association for Pre- and Perinatal
Psychology and Health (APPPAH), which advocates the beliefs of authors like
Francis Mott, Frank Lake,and Stanislav Grof that dreams and experiences under
the influence of LSD are accurate depictions of what a baby experiences prenatally
and during birth. The APPPAH web site, http://birthpsychology.com,
posts a variety of articles arguing for or building on the claims of Mott, Lake,
Grof, and others. One of these is a paper by Lavonne Stiffler stating that “synchronicity” (related events that reflect an underlying spiritual
framework of causes) characterizes reunions between adoptees and their birth
parents.
You have to pay to read Stiffler’s paper, but you
can get a good idea of the contents with the “look inside” feature of her book
of the same title on Amazon. Published in 1992, Synchronicity and Reunion: The Genetic Connection of Adoptees and Birthparents
recounts a number of personal narratives as evidence that genetic factors
connect separated parents and children and cause them to look for each other.
She suggests that such a wish may involve a form of “homing instinct” that
drives humans to look for people in the same way that migratory animals search
for their territories and flight paths. As a mechanism for such searching, Stiffler
refers to magnetite crystals in human brains.
Now, I am not about to say that it is impossible
that genetically related people would seek each other. It’s a world of wonders,
there are more things under heaven and earth than are dreamt of , and they
laughed at the Wright brothers (or was it the Marx brothers?). It could be, right?
But the point that concerns me is this: how would we go about discovering that
it was right, and how would that method compare with what Stiffler did in her
dissertation at the Oxford Graduate School (no connection with the real thing)
in Dayton, TN?
Stiffler herself notes that her set of stories comes
entirely from reunited adoptees and birth parents. Having found each other
successfully, and being happy about the fact, these people were asked to tell
the stories of their searches for each other, what they thought, what they
felt, and so on. Stiffler concedes handsomely that she has no idea what would
be the stories told by people who searched without finding, did not search at
all, or were reunited and did not care for each other. And despite this
concession, she goes right on to say that a synchronicity or coincidence of
events is meaningful in that it is a unique subjective experience for the
participants-- in other words, it would
appear, that it does not really matter whether a phenomenon can be observed
objectively.
From my point of view, which I think I share with
other children of the Enlightenment and admirers of critical thinking, the
subjective aspect is interesting and useful to know about, but if there is no objective
evidence for a phenomenon, we can’t build our understanding of the world on a
mere assumption that the phenomenon exists. So, if we want to understand
whether there are special links between birth
mothers and their separated babies, we need to look at a large group of such
people and examine the experiences and narratives of all of them, not just
those who have been reunited and are volunteering to tell us about themselves.
I don’t reject the stories collected by Stiffler.
But I do say that they can be understood only in the context of other stories
by people who have had the same experiences of separation. Why? Well, there’s
the statistical part about small and large samples, but let’s leave that out. A
more important issue is that investigations like this depend on retrospective
approaches and therefore on memory. All the interviewees can do is to tell us
what they remember and how things seemed and seem to them. And human memory, of
course, is not a matter of neural videorecording, but a matter of
reconstruction of pieces of information so that they make sense to the rememberer.
That reconstruction is what makes us say that we were always suspicious of the
investment counselor who turned out to be a fraud (when in fact we always had
complete confidence in him before), or that a son- or daughter-in-law with whom
we got along well suddenly “never seemed like the right kind of person” after splitting up with our child.
We are always
looking for patterns, patterns that make us feel safe and help us conceal from
ourselves the unpredictable risks and traps of the real world. If we can think
that we felt in our bones that our relinquished child lived in Chicago, that’s
comforting. If we can think that a person lost to us is not really lost but
will be drawn to us by magnetite crystals, that’s even more comforting. Stiffler’s
book and article play on this desire we all feel for comfort in a dangerous and
random world.
Stiffler and other authors honored by APPPAH have
not shown that their beliefs are more than comforting patterns. It ain’t
necessarily so-- until some serious
evidence is brought forward, and that has certainly not happened yet, in spite
of the claims of Verny, Verrier, and other APPPAH stalwarts.