A Community of Wholeness – April 2019

Early in my time in Peterborough, I said something that got some pushback. While I can’t remember verbatim details, I certainly remember the gist of it. My words implied that we need to improve/to get better. Those who pushed back felt I was implying that they weren’t good enough just as they are. They wanted to be seen as whole, just as they are.

So what does it mean to be whole? Wholeness, in the midst of life’s changes and transitions, cannot be seen as a process of returning to some original perfect state. Rather, we are always working with the whole of what we are to make something new. Our pieces do not need to be put perfectly together, but are more like building blocks to be molded into a yet-to-be-imagined form. To be made whole is to be all of what we are…in whatever assemblage is true at the moment.

But when we do feel broken, and wholeness seems illusive, remember that cracks make room for creativity. That’s not to minimize the pain, or to scorn our wish for improvement. Rather, seeing what’s broken calls for us to perceive our lives as filled with possibility. “Look closer,” says our faith, “that ash, if worked with, can give birth to a Phoenix.” “Your broken pieces are more than rubble” is something our faith tells us about wholeness, urging us to “Crack wider!” As odd as it sounds, we become more when we are broken open.

To be honest, I fear that I DO sometimes lean too heavily on ‘improvement’ over ‘acceptance.’ It’s in my DNA. But we do well to remember the word AND. We are broken AND we are whole. In fact, our brokenness, along with our ability to improve, repair and restore ourselves, is what makes us perfectly whole just as we are.

Wholeness is not about perfect health or right behaviour. It’s not about never making mistakes, or always feeling confident. Wholeness as human beings is about embracing the whole of what it means to be human…which is to be constantly learning, constantly slipping up, constantly dreaming, constantly opening ourselves to the new. It’s experiencing the full range of what it means to be alive…wholly human.

You are whole and you are holy…just as you are.

Rev. Julie

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A Community of JOURNEY – March 2019

Unitarians love to tell journey stories. And hear each other’s journey stories.
It’s a curious thing when you think about it. We welcome people to our community not by asking them to commit to thinking exactly as the group does, but by having them speak to how their journey is unique. We connect to each other not by sharing the same journey, but by offering each person the space to discover the unique journey that best fits them. It’s about making room for people to write their own stories. Or maybe it’s about making room for people to re-write their stories.

It’s become popular in our society to talk about spiritual journeys as a process of living into your full or true self. That’s a helpful frame. And yet our spiritual journeys do not begin with a blank slate; they often begin with a need to untangle ourselves from the identities we were given but which don’t fit, and to begin anew.
So we have this important awareness that spiritual journeys are not simply about finding our true selves, but are also about untangling from our old selves. As Albert Schweitzer once wrote: “The path of awakening is not about becoming who you are. Rather it is about unbecoming who you are not.”
So then, most spiritual journeys begin with a leaving, a separation, or a decision to walk away, the first steps are often laced with mourning and isolation. “Unbecoming” is not easy work.
And, this isn’t just a one-time thing. We find ourselves routinely tangled up in all kinds of identities and journeys that aren’t truly ours. “Unbecoming who you are not” is a journey we walk nearly every day.

So, being a community of journey involves tenderness. Making room for each other’s unique stories includes making room for each other’s pain. Remember that “unbecoming who you are not” can involve isolation and mourning. Perhaps pit-stops of kindness and tenderness along our way will be just what we need to boldly continue our journeys of becoming.

So what does all this mean for us this month? Well, first, it’s an important reminder that along with being here to help each other hold steady and persevere on our paths, whether it’s a path of becoming or unbecoming. One thing is for sure; we are blessed to have each other’s company as we travel this journey of life.

Feeling privilege to be walking with you,
Rev. Julie

A Community of Clarity – February 2019

Can you just be a bit more clear? I need some clarity!

Not long ago, I got my first pair of progressive-lens glasses. Before these, I had glasses for distance, and I would wear them only at movies or when driving at night. But, while my eyesight is still pretty good, I find that I more often need reading glasses, and that reading anything is especially problematic when I have my distance glasses on. Switching between two pairs of glasses is difficult, so, I tried (am trying) progressives.

The hardest part is that they make me dizzy. Because the distance the glasses are meant to make clear is not consistent throughout the lens, my brain doesn’t seem to be able to keep up. I move my eyes, and what I see gets blurry. I move my head only (which is what the optometrist suggests) and I can’t find the point of clarity. I’ve been told that if I just wear the glasses more, I can train my brain to adjust. But I don’t like being dizzy.

Isn’t this what modern life is like? We all used to have single lens vision…we only needed to understand things from our own culture, people who were ‘like’ us, and places that were already familiar. And now, we constantly must wear these crazy ‘progressive’ lenses…being called to shift foci, straddle cultures and broaden our comfort zones. No wonder things can feel so unclear.

Here’s another analogy that might be helpful. When a ballet dancer is doing turns, they use a technique called ‘spotting’ to keep their gaze on a single location, a fixed spot. This helps to prevent dizziness and enables them to spin for an extended time.

I find myself thinking that because we need to become more accustomed to things being blurry and constantly changing, we also need to find and trust points of clarity and stillness that will bring us back to ourselves. What matters most to us? What are our highest values? In what direction are we headed? Who or what do we love?

“Before I can tell my life what I want to do with it, I must listen to my life telling me who I am,” Parker Palmer writes in Let Your Life Speak. In order to know how and where to turn in our spinning world, we need to find an inner sense of clarity and purpose. And this takes training, helping our brains to adjust to new and fast-coming information. Perhaps more importantly, it can train our spirits and our hearts to trust.

What are you clear about? Can you find the ‘spot’ that will keep you balanced? This month let’s explore how clarity might help us to find ourselves right at home in the most blurry of circumstances.

Sending you love and warmth,

Rev. Julie

A Community of PERSEVERANCE – January 2019

“People cry not because they are weak. It’s because they’ve been strong too long.” ~ Shane Koyczan

Is perseverance a virtue? Often, we hear advice that makes it sound that way: Buck up! Grin and bear it! Keep pushing! Keep moving forward! Dig deep; you are stronger than you know! But maybe Koyczan is right. Maybe this advice isn’t the path to perseverance; maybe it’s just the path to breakdown.

And yet, our lived experience tells us that we can’t just give up when we fall down, or hit a wall, or are simply too tired to go on. Life calls us on. There is something about getting up and trying again that serves us well, especially if we are in pursuit of something meaningful.

So which is it? Is perseverance a path to breakdown, or a path to breakthrough?

Maybe it’s both. Maybe if we persevere by trying to go it alone, without taking a break or stopping to get a breath, it leads to breakdown. And, maybe if we find ways to persevere even after falling down or hearing one hundred no’s or after ‘breaking our vows a thousand times’, we will eventually succeed.

So, can we disassociate perseverance breakdown, and instead see it as one tool that might help get us to where we want to go, or to accomplish that which brings us gratification? And even better, could we maybe come to see perseverance as something best done together? Like this:

“This morning I have been pondering a nearly forgotten lesson I learned in high school music. Sometimes in band or choir, music requires players or singers to hold a note longer than they actually can hold a note. In those cases, we were taught to mindfully stagger when we took a breath so the sound appeared uninterrupted. Everyone got to breathe, and the music stayed strong and vibrant… So let’s remember the advice of music: Take a breath. The rest of the chorus will sing. The rest of the band will play. Rejoin so others can breathe. Together, we can sustain a very long, beautiful song for a very, very long time. You don’t have to do it all, but you must add your voice to the song.” ~ Amiee Van Ausdall

Constantly pushing ourselves without also giving ourselves the gift of pause gets us nowhere. Digging deeper without making time to fill our wells is a recipe for self-inflicted pain. And maybe admitting we can’t do it alone and asking for help is the real strength that gets us through.

Let’s do it together, okay?

Let’s ask one another for help.

Rev. Julie 

A Community of Mystery – December 2018

Unitarian Universalists tend to love questions and questioning. We love wondering and trying to figure out life’s mysteries. Sort of like a puzzle to solve.

But what if mystery isn’t something to figure out? What if it’s something to be felt and listened to, but not solved? Being a community of mystery isn’t just about engaging life as a marvelous puzzle. It’s also about allowing ourselves to be spoken to by life and its wonders.

Mystery is funny this way. You can’t make it speak. Indeed, the more you pursue the answers to life’s mysteries; the more distant they can become. If we want mystery to speak, it seems we have to be willing to be caught off guard. UU humanist minister and poet, David Breeden, captures this beautifully when he writes,
I dug and dug
Deeper into the earth
Looking for blue heaven
Choking always
On piles of dust rising
Then once
At midnight
I slipped
And fell into the sky

Slipping, and then falling into the sky. Is there a better way to describe our dance with mystery? Isn’t this what all the great mystics have been trying to tell us from the start…telling us that sitting at the heart of mystery is not the unknown, but is a kind of unity? We fall into mystery and it falls into us. Its voice whispers, “I am you and you are me.”

Mystery doesn’t put up barriers; it dissolves them into a sea of unknowing. Each of us, when faced the wonder and mystery of a sunset, the stars, a baby’s first cry or a lover’s wet kiss, have thought to ourselves, “Who I am does not end at the barrier of my skin.”

This month, let’s let ourselves fall in and open up, slip into the sky and let it slip into us. Let’s put down all the puzzling and the figuring out. As Mary Oliver instructs us in her poem, Mysteries Yes, let’s choose to keep some distance from anyone or anything that believes it has the answers. Instead, let’s choose to hang out with folks who say, “Look!” and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.” (Mysteries Yes  ~ Mary Oliver)

Perhaps then we’ll notice that life isn’t simply trying to stump us with mysteries. Rather, life uses mystery to connect with us, one with all-that-is.

During this holiday season, may we each find moments during which we can dwell in mystery, and in so doing, to find our place in the oneness of everything.

One with you,

Rev. Julie

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