The Last 2%

Bull

Gore me if you must,

for once you’ve had your play

my soul will shake loose

with its sweet nectar.


In the Old Testament, the bull symbolized the pagan god Baal. The bull and its violent act of goring are metaphors for much in this world, which destroys life.

The butterfly is a Greek symbol of the soul: that which gives life. Its metaphor represents life (caterpillar), death (chrysalis), and resurrected life (butterfly). It also represents our Christian life in the model of Christ’s passion, death, and resurrection.


Soul – Our Truest Self

“At the center of our being is a point of nothingness which is untouched by sin and by illusion, a point of pure truth, a point or spark which belongs entirely to God, which is never at our disposal, from which God disposes of our lives, which is inaccessible to the fantasies of our mind or the brutalities of our own will. This little point of nothingness and of absolute poverty is the pure glory of God in us.

It is so to speak His name written in us, as our poverty, as our indigence, as our dependence, as our sonship. It is like a pure diamond, blazing with the invisible light of heaven. It is in everybody, and if we could see it we would see these billion points of light coming together in the face and blaze of a sun that would make all the darkness and cruelty of life vanish completely.” (Merton)


Grief is too precious to waste

What follows is a deeply personal letter I wrote some twenty-two years ago to a small group of men and women who were experiencing deep loss and grief. With just a few minor changes, it is just as relevant today as it was back then.


I would like to share a quote that I recently read, ” My experience of grief is that you can take little sips of it, like very fine wine, and let go of it”.

It is at this place I find myself, and I feel it proper to no longer have an ‘active role in the Beginning Experience ministry. I have not perfectly overcome all the hurts but I carry with me: acceptance of the past, forgiveness of myself and my ex-spouse, trust in God’s Love for me and my children, and a personal freedom to live my life in the present and love again. I am confident that when this time arrives for each of us, it is truly “the good news”.

Even though I am comfortable with this decision, leaving the team is not easy for me. I have been blessed, immeasurably, during my time in this ministry.

When I reflect back over the past two years and consider what my relationship with each of you has meant to me, and my children, I thank God, especially … for bringing each of you into my life. These past two years have been an awesome period in my life. I have grown emotionally and spiritually and it is impossible for me to think of you separate from this.

I have experienced, for the first time, a kind of intimacy that I believe only reveals itself when two of God’s people, are willing to open themselves, reach out, and share themselves and their vulnerability with each other. To me, this is agape love.

Each one of you is a very special person. Participating in this ministry requires a willingness to look within oneself with the courage to face what we find, and share it with others. It is a giving of self that is difficult. It brings us closer to our humanity and to our God. It is a personal character trait that, I believe, fulfills at least in part God’s call to each of us. I personally admire each of you.

The phone calls, personal conversations, the cards, and most especially the hugs, have kept me lifted up during the most difficult time in my life and it will always be remembered.

The fellowship, shared in small group, hold a special place in my heart. I feel an extra-special relationship with each of you. I am grateful that you gave me your trust. Your thoughts expressed in your warm fuzzies were kind. I read them from time to time. It helps me to remember you and it never fails to lift me up. Thank you.

Once when I was sick in bed with the flu, a team member took it upon herself to prepare and send me some soup. When it arrived, her act of kindness and concern touched my heart and brought a tear to my eyes. Her act reflects the good and caring person that she is. Beyond the physical nourishment of the soup, it helped me realize that I am worthy of being cared for. I would say her name, but she knows who she is. Thank You.

To the special person that I have often asked for help in critiquing my talks for the weekend, thank you for your directness, honesty, and being there when I needed you.

To the two facilitators who invited me to the team. I have foremost given my best to follow the vision of this spiritual peer ministry. Without your invitation, these last two years would have been very different for me. I came to you at a time when I was struggling with many personal doubts. You helped me see and accept something about myself that is good.

Lastly, I want to thank all the clergy who involve themselves in this ministry. Their expression of humility, love, and commitment to the Lord Jesus Christ, have been an inspiration for me.

To my brothers and sisters, It is my prayer that each of you continues to give of yourself in ministry and always be reminded that our strength and healing lie in Jesus. May the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the love of God and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with all of you.


A Community of Saints

We do not walk alone. Amongst us, there is a mystical community of saints, a community of souls who convoke healing by giving and receiving compassion in this valley of tears. It is a much deeper meaning of the Church. And, if you are reading this, you are in this communion.


We are body and soul and do not escape the angst of many (small) deaths throughout life. Up until our final breath, recovery remains a hard walk that requires mostly inner work of “letting go” of illusion in exchange for more profound truths. Once received and honored, one can know his or her “truest” identity to experience joy and be a source of life for others: in the divine image. I know of no other way to satisfy that longing that we all carry in our hearts.

“Nothing ever goes away until it teaches us what we need to know.” P. Chodron

I’ve reached a point where I cannot overcome that remaining 2% of angst that life has brought me. It is a place to which has no rationale or justice. In other words, the bull has finally tired and shaken me loose.

I can now join with Christ on the cross and give that remaining remnant of angst to the Supreme Source and Giver of Life for the promise of new life.

This is my path forward and the faith and hope in Jesus Christ to which I will cling.

Underwater Breathing

“And then one day, – and I still don’t know how it happened – the sea came. Without warning. Without welcome, …”

excerpt: Breathing Under Water by Carol Bieleck, R.S.C.J.

The following are my journal reflections generated from an 8wk guided study on the spirituality of the twelve steps based on Fr. Richard Rohr’s book titled, Breathing Under Water, Spirituality and the Twelve Steps. Below is an excerpt from page xvii of his book.

Note: The title of Rohr’s book “Breathing Under Water,” is a metaphor pointing to our human struggle (ie. breathing) to live in a fallen world (ie. underwater). We have a choice to remain in our pain and resultant addictions, …or move through it.

“We are all spiritually powerless, however, and not just those physically addicted to a substance, which is why I (Rohr) address this book to everyone. Alcoholics just have their powerlessness visible for all to see. The rest of us disguise it in different ways, and overcompensate for our more hidden and subtle addictions and attachments, especially our addiction to our way of thinking.” See book recommendations.

Step 3: In what ways has your (over) reaching for happiness in life failed?

Not sure this qualifies as a failure but there is certainly an element of sadness to it.

I do have a highly sensitive and playful heart but it is not what people first see (which for the most part is on me). I’m always analyzing my thoughts and those of others in search of deeper truths . Since this is so much a part of my inner life – I am sure this mental activity is projected outward to others and is difficult for others. My creative and critical thought processes (and articulations) are not heavily filtered through my heart.  I am difficult to read. My persona does not automatically engender “good” first impressions.  As much as I accept the reality of everyone’s imperfections and idiosyncrasies (including my own) – I do not handle (perceived) hypocrisy and ignorance very well which comes across as arrogant and offensive.  The analytical mind prevails.

20+ years ago, I made a decision to open my “inner life” to the outside. A deliberate path of maturing into a “generosity” of self. To live completely open and honest is my way of respecting others, including myself. It is no small step for a natural introvert. This is what I’ve learned:

  • When I’ve closed my thoughts, emotions, and feelings to others: people signaled that they either liked me, didn’t like me, or were indifferent.
  • When I’ve opened my thoughts, emotions, and feelings to others: people signaled that they either liked me, didn’t like me, or were indifferent.

What people think of me does matters but it has more to do with who they are and that is OK. Nowadays my interior work is centered on accepting myself as I am (in this moment) with a faith and hope in being known and loved by the Beloved. I am slowly learning to accept the authority of the Beloved – to say who I am.

Step 4: Make a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves “Most people do not see things as they are, they see things as they are.”

Rohr writes, “Evil succeeds only by disguising itself as good, necessary, or helpful. It relies upon camouflage to have its way and must get us to doubt our inherent dignity, just as Jesus’ temptations in the desert. The very fact that anyone can do stupid, cruel, or destructive things shows that they are at that moment unconscious and unaware. Think about that: Evil proceeds from a lack of consciousness.”

I’ve had just as much moral failure as anyone else and have long reflected and still wondering “What part of my brain was not working (unconscious) allowing me to act as though there was no harm in it?”

In the late 80’s I had just been hired for a new job in technology. Paper forms of corporate correspondence was the norm. Computers and the internet where just beginning to show up.

One morning, the boss and I were discussing this new fangled corporate idea called “email.” It was being tested  by a few in the office. He said, that he did not have time in the day to learn email.

I replied, “You do have time to learn,” thinking that he had about six months before email would be mandated for everyone. I was offering my “brilliant” technological insight. He was highly offended by my comment, “who is this (new employee) contradicting me (ie the boss) that I had time – when I said that I did not?”  

The above is an everyday common example of interpersonal communications between two people. There is no conscious intent to harm but offense, as minor as it was, still occurred. Who is to say that small mustard seed of resentment would not mature into something much greater.  If I had to label the sin in this encounter, it would be pride. My pride of intellect and his pride of position and power. We were both operating from our own (different) frame of unconsciousness.

Fortunately, the interpersonal tension did not stay “hidden and camouflaged” for long. The boss and I were soon able to convey (openly and honestly) our misguided assumptions. Our relationship ultimately formed into a long lasting and mutually respectful relationship.

Step 9: Making amends. “Make direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.”

Rohr writes, “It is face-to-face encounters, although usually difficult after a hurt, that do the most good in the long run, even if the other party rebuffs you at the first attempt. You opened the door from your side, and it thus remains open, unless you reclose it.” 

How does that statement resonate with your experience?

Back when I was 16, I was often hired by my next door neighbor to sell fireworks for the holiday season.  I operated with a cashbox that I turned in at the end of each day. I often worked by myself and one season had talked myself into lifting a few 5 dollar bills until I had accumulated $25. It didn’t gnaw on me till after I left home for military service. My neighbors had always been very good to me and should not have taken from them what was not mine. Once I got back, I decided to return the $25 in order to make amends. Except that I did not have the courage to do it personal and “face-to-face” even though I knew they would easily forgive. So instead, I put $25 in the church collection basket (in their name). It has rung hollow in me ever since.

Now, some 40 years later: I do not believe I am going to eternal damnation over this but I have to admit my consciousness is still not completely clear.

Even though I did not keep financial gain by taking what did not belong to me, sufficient reparation was not made and thereby was not fully healed or transformed. If I had the chance, I would redo that event with a face-to-face encounter.

ps. Hold onto the Beloved’s Mercy and give Fr. Rohr’s book a “look-see.”

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