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     August 25, 2008

I received an email from a Jewish friend recently who wanted to share a classic story from his faith with me. He felt it fit with my goal for this blog, which is rather than supplying answers helping to deepen the questions.

It seems that there was a very devoted student who had been studying the religious texts of his tradition for his entire life. Suddenly one afternoon he closed his books and ran out into the center of the town crying out "What is the meaning of life? I cannot do any further study until I know the meaning of life."

The other students in the area tried to calm him down and encourage him to return to his studies, but nothing worked. Finally one of them told him of a very wise teacher in a nearby town. Immediately the student left to find this wise teacher. After several days journey he arrived at the teacher's home and whispered nervously, "Teacher - what is the meaning of life? I must know. I cannot go on any longer, I cannot continue to study, until I know: What is the meaning of life?"

The teacher looked at him closely, closed his eyes in deep thought, then got up out of his seat, walked over to the young man and slapped him. Shocked, the student asked the teacher, "What have I done? All I did was ask, 'What is the meaning of life?'"

"You fool," answered the teacher. "You have such a good question - why exchange it for an answer? It is the answers which separate us, the questions which unite us."

Indeed it is the answers that separate us, because any answers about the really important questions are of necessity partial answers. But exploring the questions together can be such a joyous way to grow closer.

Sea Gypsies


     October 20, 2007

Not long ago I was watching a TV show about the "Sea Gypsies". These are the Moken people who live among the islands along the coast Burma. They are called sea gypsies because they have no established homes, but live on their boats and travel from island to island. They are hunter gathers with few possession, for everything must travel with them on their boats. They represent a fascinating culture who are totally at home in and on the water. One of the things that brought people's interest to them is that during the 2004 tsunami they were all safe because somehow they knew to go to higher ground well in advance of the giant wave.

It is a fascinating culture, but what really struck me and got me thinking, was that there language does not include the words for when, want or worry. They make no plans and have no watches or calendars.

They stay at an island as long as it seems right and move on when it feels right to move on. They have a broad network of family and friends which they see and visit, and there is obvious joy when they see one another, but no plans are made to see one another again when it is time to leave. It doesn't matter whether it has been a few days or a few years between visits, since there is no keeping track of time. They have no need for the word when.

The ocean supplies everything that they need. They live on turtles and fish and occasionally land animals. They are surrounded by a plentiful harvest. They have what they need on their boats, freely sharing with one another. They have no need of the word want.

Since everything they need is readily available, since they have no concern about the future or regret about the past, there is nothing to be concerned about. So, they have no word for worry. Imagine living a life without the concept of worry, without the concept of want, without the concept of when.

Why is it that in our culture, with all its technology, with all the "stuff" that surrounds us, everyone wants something. We have so much, yet never seem to have enough. Imagine taking "want" out of your vocabulary.

Our culture is obsessed with time. We have our calendars and planners. Each hour of the day is scheduled. We make plans months, even years in the future. I find myself often saying that I don't have enough time. But seeing this culture I realize that time is a creation of our culture. All the stuff I have to do, all the places I need to be at a certain time, is a creation of the culture that I live in. What would my life be like if "when" was not in my vocabulary.

And worry, how much we all worry. Jesus tells us not to worry. The lilies of the field are just fine, and they don't worry. Yet we worry. We worry about not having what we need. We worry about what will happen in the future. We worry about the implications of things in the past. We worry because we think in terms of want and when.

I can't help but wonder what life would be like if I grew up without words for when or want or worry.

Watch an online summary of the show for more information about the sea gypsies.

Foggy Waves


     August 29, 2007

I am blessed to rent a house that is only half a block from the ocean. Most mornings I take a walk down to the park and watch the waves. I love the ocean because it is never the same. The play of the light, the intensity of the waves, the level of the tide are all constantly changing. I especially like to watch the sun as it glistens off the waves. You watch the wave coming in, and at a certain moment, as the wave crests, the sun reflects in a way that makes it appear that the light is inside the wave. It more than sparkles, it comes alive.

One recent foggy morning I was noticing how the sun didn't reflect off the waves. The water remained gray all the way to the shore. There was no point where the water was transformed with light.

It was like those days when the spirit does not dance in our hearts. Those times when it would appear that our light has gone out. But our light never can go out, because our light is a reflection of God's light. Just because on a given day we don't reflect that light doesn't mean that it is gone. Just because the waves do not sparkle in the sunshine does not mean that there is no sun.

On that foggy morning I thought about hope.

I thought about the hope that the fog will burn away.

I thought about the hope of once again reflecting the light of God.

And always, always, the hope, the promise, that the sun is shining above the fog.

Deepening the Questions


     August 15, 2007

I find that long car trips go by much more quickly when I am listening to a recorded book. I have just recently discovered the world of podcasts. There is an incredibly rich world of material that can be downloaded and transferred to an ipod.

My current discovery is the Forums at Grace Cathedral, which can be downloaded from itunes or accessed at the Grace Cathedral website. These are interview/conversations with fascinating guests that are conducted at the Episcopal Cathedral in San Francisco. Usually the interviewer is Dean Alan Jones, dean of the cathedral and a well-known author on the spiritual life.

Last time I was driving up to Brentwood (the one in the Bay area) I listened to two of these programs. One thing that Alan Jones said really resonated with me. He said that to him the purpose of religion is to deepen the questions, not provide the answers. His point is that we gather together as a community to support one another in our spiritual journey, and that wrestling together about the questions helps us all to continue to grow.

That image of deepening the questions rather than providing the answers is an image I would like to hold for this blog that I am starting. I don't see it as a place where answers are provided, but I hope that it can be a force for deepening the questions.

I will be sharing random thoughts at random times that will hopefully provide food for thought. I don't expect anyone to agree with me all the time, and I certainly don't see myself as having all the answers. Writing a blog is new to me, and I am excited about starting this adventure. If you have thoughts, suggestions or comments on what I share here, please email me at saintbarnabas@sbcglobal.net.

- Rev. Valerie

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