In The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, wells are a physical manifestation of an individual’s subconscious and unconscious mind. Like the subconscious and the unconscious mind, wells literally lie beneath the surface of what is known and visible. In the novel, Toru ventures into a well to escape his conscious and probe the depths of his mind. Toru gets the idea to sit at the bottom of a dried up well from Mamiya, a war veteran, who once was once thrown into a dry well and left to die after a failed military operation. Being in the well pushed Mamiya to his absolute physical limits, and he barely survived. However, he also achieved a sense of clarity about the world and his place in it. When Mamiya tells Toru this story, Toru immediately sees that he needs an experience in his life that would help him to achieve a similar level of enlightenment. As such, he starts spending time at the bottom of a dry well. This experience isolates him from the rest of humanity, while also allowing him to meditate on the purpose of existence.
After spending several days at the bottom of the well, Toru emerges with a strange mark on his face, which grants him special healing powers. The mark—in combination with the well—give Toru access to an alternate reality where he manages to resolve the spiritual emptiness of his life. This alternate reality is an extension of Toru’s subconscious and unconscious mind, which he can only access through extreme circumstances. Traditionally, in psychoanalytic theory, the subconscious and the unconscious are where unresolved conflicts and traumas fester. Because they are hidden from the individual, these conflicts and traumas can influence someone without them knowing it. Throughout the novel, Toru feels like something or someone is controlling him in ways he does not feel comfortable with. However, with the help of the well, a place he goes to access the hidden parts of his mind, Toru is able to overcome the conflicts and trauma of his past. After purging the negative forces in this alternate reality, Toru finds himself once again at the bottom of a well, though this time the well is filling up with water. Traditionally, water represents life, and so its appearance at this point in the story suggests that Toru’s emergence from the well represents rebirth and the possibility of healing.
The Well Quotes in The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
It’s not a question of better or worse. The point is, not to resist the flow. You go up when you’re supposed to go up and down when you’re supposed to go down. When you’re supposed to go up, find the highest tower and climb to the top. When you’re supposed to go down, find the deepest well and go down to the bottom. When there’s no flow, stay still. If you resist the flow, everything dries up. If everything dries up, the world is darkness.
The light shines into the act of life for only the briefest moment—perhaps only a matter of seconds. Once it is gone and one has failed to grasp its offered revelation, there is no second chance. One may have to live the rest of one’s life in hopeless depths of loneliness and remorse. In that twilight world, one can no longer look forward to anything. All that such a person holds in his hands is the withered corpse of what should have been.
Well that's what we were trying to do when we got married. I wanted to get outside myself: the me that had existed until then. And it was the same for Kumiko. In that new world of ours, we were trying to get hold of new selves that were better suited to who we were deep down. We believed we could live in a way that was more perfectly suited to who we were.
And so time flowed on through the darkness, deprived of advancing watch hands: time undivided and unmeasured. Once it lost its points of demarcation, time ceased being a continuous line and became instead a kind of formless fluid that expanded or contracted at will.
Perhaps the mark was a brand that had been impressed on me by that strange dream or illusion or whatever it was. That was no dream, they were telling me through the mark: It really happened. And every time you look in the mirror now, you will be forced to remember it.
You know, Mr. Wind-Up Bird, just about the whole time you were down in the well, I was out here sunbathing. I was watching the garden of the vacant house, and baking myself, and thinking about you in the well, that you were starving and moving closer to death little by little. I was the only one who knew you were down there and couldn't get out. And when I thought about that, I had this incredibly clear sense of what you were feeling: the pain and anxiety and fear. Do you see what I mean? By doing that, I was able to get sooo close to you! I really wasn't gonna let you die. This is true. Really. But I wanted to keep going. Right down to the wire. Right down to where you would start to fall apart and be scared out of your mind and you couldn’t take it anymore. I really felt that that would be the best thing—for me and for you.
I brought to mind the sculpture that had stood in the garden of the abandoned Miyawaki house. In order to obliterate my presence here, I made myself one with that image of a bird. There, in the sun-drenched summer garden, I was the sculpture of a bird, frozen in space, glaring at the sky.
I closed my eyes and tried to accept my impending death as calmly as I could. I struggled to overcome my fear. At least I was able to leave a few things behind. That was one small bit of good news. I tried to smile, without much success. “I am afraid to die, though,” I whispered to myself. These turned out to be my last words. They were not very impressive words, but it was too late to change them. The water was over my mouth now. Then it came to my nose. I stopped breathing. My lungs fought to suck in new air. But there was no more air. There was only lukewarm water.
I was dying. Like all the other people who live in this world.