“Never think too much about what you could do, but about what you could be… What matters is the ground on which the works are built.” Meister Eckhart
I’m usually well focused. Not so these days. Whether I’m cooking dinner, washing the dishes, or reading a book, my mind wanders and I forget what I’m doing. I pick up the phone and forget who I’m calling. The chronic stress and intentional chaos created by our political leaders are exhausting. I’m left feeling overwhelmed and powerless, cycling through waves of anger, anxiety, and sadness.
I’m not alone.
It’s tempting to let our anger and moral outrage turn into hate. But hate tears apart, demands power over others, and fosters the belief that one person or group may act out violence against another. Hate is not so much the opposite of love as the opposite of Life. Hate kills and shackles us to death. And killing becomes contagious. The Buddha said:
“Never does hatred cease by hating in return; only through love can hatred come to an end.” The Dhammapada, an ancient Buddhist text
When my anger and moral outrage — no matter how justified — become hate, I betray my deepest value, that all Life, including every human being, is sacred.
Celtic writer and theologian John Philip Newell writes:
“Celtic wisdom helps us remember that all life is holy, not just the life of our family or our race or our nation, and that every species, not just the human species, is sacred.” (John Philip Newell, Sacred Earth, Sacred Soul: Celtic Wisdom for Reawakening to What Our Souls Know and Healing the World, page 8)
I believe this, truly I do. And yet, as I write these words, I feel my anger toward some and want to scream, “Surely, that person (or group) doesn’t count!”
Newell continues:
“In the Celtic tradition it was said that we suffer from soul-forgetfulness. We have forgotten who we are and have fallen out of true relationship with the earth and with one another.” (Newell, page 3)
What have we forgotten? That we are all imbued with divine essence, worthy of ultimate respect. That means everyone, no matter what, where, or whom.
Religions around the world guide and instill in us this sense of the sacred. It seems inconceivable how badly religion has failed to teach this truth about Life. Take Christianity, for example. In her long, complicated history, Roman authorities outlawed Celtic Spirituality for centuries because it contradicted the fundamental principle of “Original Sin.” This term refers to the belief that we are born sinful at birth and must obey a created set of rules, including infant baptism, or face eternal damnation. In the west, Original Sin became a doctrine of the church; that is, an accepted statement of truth that is fundamental to teaching about what it means to be a Christian.
Christianity is my home base, and yet, I come to her ancient writings with deeply embedded fears, afraid that the ancient stories carry messages that will hurt me, or that eternal damnation awaits me, or that God will abandon me. These fears did not magically appear out of my mind. Original Sin inspired them and kept them alive.
I’ve studied the Bible most of my life, taken part in lots of group Bible studies, and earned a seminary degree. Yet my fears persisted and a sense of being a sacred creature eluded me. To my surprise, I found in Buddhist teaching the honoring of inherent goodness of we humans that more closely aligns with the Celtic perspective than western Christianity!
Gratefully, over many years, several teachers have supported me in examining my fears of God’s punishment that kept me stuck in an inner well of self-condemnation. Today I practice approaching the ancient scriptures with fresh eyes, discovering ways in which their stories intersect with my life today. Increasingly, I feel held in the arms of scripture, including scriptures from world traditions, guiding, confronting, and challenging me to become the best person I can be, moving beyond my image of “self” into a realm of deep interconnection. My experience shows me that studying scripture in this way is a communal activity, not one we do alone.
Author Krista Tippet said recently:
“(W)e inhabit a world that calls us to grow up our capacity to love — and to redeem our relationship to neighbors, strangers, and enemies — as never before, both in the present and for the sake of the world beyond this age of violence we’ve come to inhabit.” (From the introduction to her interview with Rabbi Shai Held, author of a new book, “Judaism is About Love.” * (See On Being Podcast, onbeing.org)
Intersecting with ancient texts is not always easy, some passages may be incomprehensible, but the overarching message that I hear in the Hebrew Bible or what Christians call The New Testament is of a God who creates out of Love, remains present to all of His/Her creation, guiding with wisdom and compassion.
This month, around the world, followers of Islam, Judaism, and Christianity celebrated traditions central to their faith, Ramadan, Passover, and Easter, respectively. May we see beyond the ways our beliefs, preferences, and past experiences blind us, learning to see our common human struggle to celebrate Life, honoring each one with dignity and respect, bearing witness to the sacred essence rippling through.
QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION
~ How do you nurture Love, especially when you feel agitated by another’s behavior?
~ What qualities do you want to develop or improve in your family, in other relationships, in the world?
~ What qualities do you already have that enable you to be this person?
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