Reflection: Richard Rohr on our apocalyptic times and our need for a stabilizing spiritual practice over the next four months (and always)

Reflection: Richard Rohr on our apocalyptic times and our need for a stabilizing spiritual practice over the next four months (and always)

(with thanks and respect to my patron saint, Gertrud Nelson for sharing Richard’s words with me)

“We are without doubt in an apocalyptic time (the Latin word apocalypsis refers to an urgent unveiling of an ultimate state of affairs). Yeats’ oft-quoted poem “The Second Coming” then feels like a direct prophecy. See if you do not agree:

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

……..

Stand as a sentry at the door of your senses for these coming months, so “the blood-dimmed tide” cannot make its way into your soul.

If you allow it for too long, it will become who you are, and you will no longer have natural access to the “really deep well” that Etty Hillesum (Dutch author of the Nazi persecution of Jews in Amsterdam and who was killed in Auschwitz) returned to so often and that held so much vitality and freedom for her.

If you will allow, I recommend for your spiritual practice for the next four months that you impose a moratorium on exactly how much news you are subject to—hopefully not more than an hour a day of television, social media, internet news, magazine and newspaper commentary, and/or political discussions. It will only tear you apart and pull you into the dualistic world of opinion and counter-opinion, not Divine Truth, which is always found in a bigger place.

Instead, I suggest that you use this time for some form of public service, volunteerism, mystical reading from the masters, prayer—or, preferably, all of the above.

You have much to gain now and nothing to lose. Nothing at all.
And the world—with you as a stable center—has nothing to lose.”

photos: Gertrud Nelson, my patron saint
Richard Rohr (who I read widely) with my dear, late friend and spiritual teacher Jeff Blake

Thank you God for friends and teachers like these💓

Reflection: God by whatever name vis-a-vis American partisan politics

Reflection: God by whatever name vis-a-vis American partisan politics

Consider this beloveds: God, by whatever name you call God, does not give a big fig about American partisan politics of either party. In the Cosmic picture your personal partisan political beliefs just are not that big a deal in any way other than they are soul killers. Only your ego makes you think they are so important which then is idolatry because you are identifying God as being like you and liking the things you like (like being a Republican or Democrat) and disliking the things you dislike such as the opposite political party. Balderdash! You are defining a God much too small. According to God come down to man, the Son of Man, Jesus, and his manifest Universal Cosmic Christ consciousness, as the Son of God, God has a plan for us, and it was Jesus mission as taught through the Gospel message which involves the singular politics of God’s kin-dom (Kingdom) vis-a-vis the human Empires of this earth. God’s kin-dom plan opposes the partisan, divisive, oppressive politics of the Empire of man and is, in fact, an alternative community vision of man grounded in neighborliness, radical grace, and radical love for one another. And Jesus, the Universal Cosmic Christ, manifested this vision on earth and taught this lesson in the ‘good news’ of his Gospel message expressed so well in the Beatitudes, his highest commandment, the Sermon on the Mount, and his teaching of the disciples to pray. God’s politics is neither personal nor partisan; quite the contrary it is universal bringing all together for the good of all beings. Get over your small self and the Truth will set us all free!

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
September 17, 2020

 

credo: for prophets, disciples, mystics, outsiders, resisters, activist, and creatives

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poem: poetic justice; shift America

poem: poetic justice;

shift America

 

in the racist Jim Crow era of lynchings,

after slavery and before segregation,

lived a young black women journalist

who wrote about the horrors of  lynchings

occurring in her hometown of Memphis

 

a rival, white racist male journalist

incited a mob against the young woman 

who destroyed her offices and presses

so that the threats against her 

drove her north to Chicago

 

the young woman went on to win renown

for her reporting on racism, and her work

as a suffragette and with the NAACP,

and her many other social justice 

and human rights efforts 

 

the white racist journalist and terrorist

went into politics and had so many enemies

he was shot dead in a feud on the streets of Nashville,

where the good ole white boy and girl network 

erected a statue of him in front of the state capitol

 

now over ninety years pass and this white

racist affront to every black person everywhere

is seen by every visitor to the capital 

of Tennessee including our youth,

our future community and political leaders

 

this statue of a white racist and terrorist

stands through the Civil Rights era, through

President Obama’s administration, through

the extra-judicial murder of black people

in the streets by racist police

 

until the brazenly, heinous murder of a black

man by a white policeman who placed his knee

on the hand-cuffed man’s neck with his full weight

for 8 minutes and 46 seconds until he dies horrifically

before the eyes of America his breath cut off

 

protest erupts across the nation and the world

in righteous anger and soon in Nashville

that white racist statue is toppled off its’

base falling to the ground, damaged, and 

carted off by authorities

 

and “…. let justice roll down like waters

and righteousness like a mighty stream….”

we lament this blight upon this land,

this white supremacist evil lie, the statue

is toppled, let it never rise again

 

now come peoples of color, indigenous peoples,

white allies, from all cultures and nations,

reclaiming the capitol plaza from this  scourge,

renaming it Ida B. Wells Plaza for the People,

for this black woman journalist, the true hero

 

young black citizen activist, experienced in

the struggle, their cohorts and fellow protestors

occupy the spot and raise up Ida B. Wells for all to 

know across the land righting this old injustice of 

systemic white supremacy and all those complicit 

 

may this poetic justice sing and echo bringing

a long overdue shift in America to that of confession,

repentance, reparations, reconciliation, and the 

long hoped for fulfilling of the dream of freedom,

equality, and justice in authentic communities of

diversity and true belonging together as one peoples

 

Herb Stone

here&now working poetry

June 14, 2020

 

(Full disclosure: I am a white male, born into the 

privileges of white racism in the U.S. I confess and

repent the lie and sin of racism. I continue to learn

from people of color how to be an effective white ally.

I write this poem with a broken heart as I witness the 

ongoing personal and systemic white racism resulting

in the murders of siblings of color in the streets of

our communities across this land. I dedicate the poem

to the citizen activist currently occupying the plaza 

in front of the Tennessee State Capitol which they have

renamed Ida B. Well’s Plaza for the People. And to all

groups working non-violently, yet discomfortingly, to

shift the United States to finally more perfectly fulfill

it’s promise of liberty, equality, justice, and happiness

for all its’ citizens in diverse communities of authentic

belonging).       


images: Ida B. Wells, Tennessee State Museum

toppled statue, The Coloradoan

plaza sign, The Tennessean

poem: standing together in times of coming apart