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Living in sacred relationships

7/20/2018

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Living in sacred relationships
 
This week’s podcast of On Being is a rebroadcast of a 2016 conversation between host Krista Tippett and Dr. Robin Wall Kimmerer, botanist, author, professor, a member of the Citizen Potawatomi Nation and the founding director of the Center for Native Peoples and the Environment.  Her books include Gathering Moss:  A Natural and Cultural History of Mosses and Braiding Sweetgrass:  Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teaching of Plants.
 
My background includes an education in various types of systems. I first studied naval engineering.  Later I studied, clinical psychology, philosophy, and theology/divinity.  I have also had a lifelong interest in physics.  I have a profound curiosity of what factors affects how pieces of systems work/play together.
 
My background also includes some Native American heritage, time on farms and ranches and living for a time with the Tlingit Indian community.  Most farmers, ranchers or any person or group who has lived in a direct, interdependent relationship with the earth has a profound appreciation for the fact that plants and animals “have a capacity to learn, to have a memory”.  (Dr. Kimmerer).  She says that when she started college the approach which was taught was to think of plants and other parts of nature as objects “whereas she thought of them as subjects”.  
 
When I think of objects I think of something inanimate that serves a purpose, may provide a service or may even be a nuisance.   When I think of a subject I think of something which has an ongoing purpose and story – something which interacts with all of creation.
 
In Native American cultures one’s relationship with animals, plants and all parts of the universe is interactional and thus sacred.  One is constantly reminded to be grateful for the relationships and to actively give back; to take no part of the universe for granted.
 
Oxford dictionary gives one definition of relationship as “The way in which two or more people or groups regard and behave towards each other.”   I am suggesting that one has a host of relationships with mother earth, one’s body, the food we eat, and the energy. The dance one does in a relationship has both short and long-term consequences.  
 
It is easy for us humans, particularly when one does not have a daily intimate relationship with plants, animals or even other people to act as if we are the actors or other people animals, plans and even minerals are that on which we act.  We may not, for example think about what happens after one ingests a Red Bull, a Happy Meal, an alcoholic drink or some form of nicotine; what happens in the chemical factory within our body or what happens to one’s brain which then affects how one treats others which, in turn, affects how one treats mother earth which ….  All these parts of the system(s) then talk back to the individual and the rest of the universe.
 
Much of what I do with those who hire me as a counselor/therapist is guiding individuals, families and groups in thinking about the interactional nature of all relationships and then adjusting one’s intentions regarding the various relationships. What happens when I eat certain foods, when I treat my partner as an object whose primary job is to serve me, or when I ingest alcohol or other recreational drugs?  How do my decisions affect other people, plants, animals and even the air that I breathe?  How does using certain pesticides affect other parts of the ecology? 
 
When Dr. Kimmerer studies the relationship between moss and rocks she is studying a very important part of the universe. As the moss breaks down the rock which goes back to particles of sand which in turn affect the soil which in turn affects plants one begins to appreciate the living nature of the moss, the rock and the relationship itself.
 
As one begins to be more intentional about how every behavior affects one’s partner, co-worker, store clerk, extended family members, those we might label the stranger, the plants, other animals and even the rocks one begins to live in the realm of the sacred.
 
 
Written July 20, 2018
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Loving one's enemy

7/19/2018

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​Loving one’s enemy
 
Many readers are familiar with the teachings in both the Old and the New Testaments used by Christians to “love your enemy and pray for those who persecute you.” (Matthew 5:44); “A man’s insight gives him patience, and his virtue is to overlook the offense.” (Proverbs 19:11).  Many will also be familiar with similar verses in the Quran ““all good and evil deeds are not alike. Repel evil with good. And he who is your enemy will become your dearest friend (4:33-34).
 
We live in an age where it is possible to do solid, scientific research of those who would directly and indirectly harm others. Such research tells us that the bully is the person who has been bullied. Such research tells us that many seek to hide their fear of not being enough - of not being worthy of love – behind a mask of hate, indifference and intimidation.
 
Father Greg Boyle who works with/for recovering gang members in Los Angeles says in his most recent book Barking to the Choir:  The Power of Radical Kinship:
 
“There are no monsters, villains, or bad guys. Eddie seems to know this. There are only folks who carry unspeakable pain.  There are among us the profoundly traumatized who deal in the currency of damage. And there are those whose minds are ill; whose sickness chases them every day. But there are no bad guys. Jesus seems to suggest that there are no exceptions to this. Yet it’s hard for us to believe him.” (page 136, Kindle version).
 
Earlier in this same book Father Boyle says:
 
         “Every homie I know who has killed somebody – everyone – has carried a load one hundred times heavier that I have had to carry, weighed down by torture, violence, abuse, neglect, abandonment, or mental illness. Most of us have never borne that weight.  We are free not to like that truth, but we are not free to deny it.” (page 131, Kindle version)
 
It is with this background or, should I say challenge, that I pray for those who see me as the enemy; who would seek to harm me in some way. The prayer is easy, “God of my understanding, love person X. Help them to embrace love; to know that it is safe to allow others to love them.”.  Yet, if I am totally honest, there is another part of my prayer which I may not verbalize.  This part of the prayer is: “God of my understanding, soften their heart and make sure that person X knows that I am not the problem. Make sure that they do what is right and quit trying to harm me.” My prayer is often conditional.  I often seem unable to just pray for person X – to love my enemy.  I expect the God of my understanding to heal their heart so that they treat me with love.”   Yet, loving others first requires that one oneself.  Loving others requires that one accept that one is worth loving.  Father Boyle and all the staff of Homeboy Industries are committed to loving others before and after they have the courage to love themselves – to accept that they are worth loving.  They love the homie long before the homie has let go of the often violent shields. They love without any expectations or conditions.
 
To love without any conditions or expectations does not come easy for this human.  To love one’s enemy does not mean that the enemy will suddenly let go of their fear; will let go of their need to be better than or more than; their need to ensure that they punish one for a perceived wrong.  Loving one’s enemy requires that one first accept unconditional love; that one holds oneself in the cradle of loving kindness. Only then can one take the first step towards loving one’s enemy without any expectations or conditions.
 
Written July 19, 2018
 
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"That's all folks."

7/18/2018

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​“That’s all folks.”
Channeling my inner Porky Pig
 
One of the Looney Tunes characters,  Porky Pig,  would close the show with “Th-Th-The, Th-Th-, The, Th-Th …That’s all, folks.”
 
Sometimes one might find oneself searching for something profound or particularly erudite to say in response to what another person says, but, in truth, one has noting to say. One’s brain is taking a vacation, one is tempted to say something rude  or suddenly one is an aspiring politician who is tempted to say words which, in truth, add nothing useful to the conversation.
 
In this phase of my life journey,  I am much more comfortable saying that I do not have any response; that I am not able at this time to talk about that subject; or that my brain is not yet awake.   As a young man,  I felt or believed that I needed to respond even if what I said was nothing more than a sound bite devoid of any substance.  Rather than say I don’t know or I have not really given that subject any serious thought I would pull an answer out of a hat.  I might as well have pretended to be a magician and pulled a rabbit out of a hat.   At least one would have had fun with the rabbit!  
 
Yesterday a good friend made a comment about legal versus illegal immigrants.  I simply said I was not prepared or able to respond to his comment.  For my friend, the distinction between a legal and illegal immigrant is very simple and clear cut. For me, it is it a very complicated distinction.  I  did not want to say to him that I disagreed or thought his view was too simplistic, but also did not feel as if either one of us was prepared to have an in depth conversation. I was not.   In fact, I am seldom able to have a cogent conversation about such complicated subjects unless I am writing or in a setting which permits a long and perhaps wandering sharing of thought about the topic.  I simply let my friend know that I was not prepared to discuss the topic at this time.
 
This morning  I woke up from a sleep which was so sound that even after being up for 4 hours it did not feel as if my brain was awake.  I had gotten very little sleep the night before because of having just arrived back from the West Coast.   When a friend approached me at the gym I was not prepared to have a conversation. I did not even attempt to do so.  I was happy to see this friend who I had not seen for some time, but I had nothing to say other than hello and that I had missed her.  She did not seem to want or require an explanation about why it seemed as if I was not quite present which I was not.
 
I am well aware that the Porky Pig within me is still in the process of maturing!  There are still times when I succumb to the temptation to appear smarter or better informed than I am.  I may want to offer an excuse for some behavior or pretend as if I can hold my own with someone who appears to think well on his or her feet.   I may want to justify some action or opinion when in fact I need to parrot Porky Pig and say “That’s all folks.”
 
Today I often have more questions than I have answers.  Most of the time I am okay not knowing very much or not being able to articulate clear reasons why I believe or think something.  I am, in other words, more comfortable with my inner Porky Pig.  I do not want to avoid conversations about important subjects, but I also do not want to pretend as if I am able to have a worthwhile conversation when I am not.  I want to be okay with saying “Th-Th-The, Th-Th-, The, Th-Th …That’s all, folks.”
 
Written July 17, 2018
 
 
 
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Homeless in Seattle

7/16/2018

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​Homeless in Seattle
 
Most readers will recall a movie entitled “Sleepless in Seattle” which was not about the homeless.  Still, that title would also apply to the homeless in Seattle.  
 
In many respects the homeless in Seattle are like the homeless in any city – small or large.  They are the mentally ill, the addicted, the working poor who cannot afford the high price of housing. those convicted of crimes we decide render them the untouchable; the ones which are not safe to have near us or our families; the ones who crimes label them as much worse than – the ones whose label themselves the undeserving – the hopeless and unworthy of love.  There are also those who are homeless by choice; those one used to refer to as hobos
 
Seattle is a city of immigrants:
 
  • The indigenous from all parts of the Pacific Northwest.
  • The Chinese and other Asians who were often recruited to help run fisheries and businesses
  • Those who migrated from other parts of the states looking for new beginning.
  • Those fleeing violence and poverty in other parts of the world.
  • Those attracted by business such as Boeing, Amazon, and dot.com companies drifting out of California.
  • Those attracted by the mild temperatures and ready access to hiking, skiing, fishing, boating, biking, skateboarding and other outdoor activities.
  • Those looking for a cultural center which feels like a small town.
  • Those who appreciate the many independent book stores. 
 
 
It is not surprising that one finds signs in the windows of some businesses stating that one will be asked to leave if one engages in behavior which exhibits homophobia, sexism, racism or any other behavior which makes people feel unwelcome.   I also saw a sign in a window which says “We proudly serve immigrants and refugees.”
 
Thus, in this very welcoming city, it seems incongruous that there is a movement to make the homeless less welcome or certainly less visible.   It is true that being constantly solicited for money, having drunk or high individuals in one’s face, having to step over prone bodies when trying to enter a business establishment discourages tourists and some other customers.  Who wants to feel guilty for having a little money to spend; money for which one has worked very hard?  Who wants to be reminded that this, too, could be you tomorrow or the day after?
 
Although it has been said by no less a figure than Jesus, “The poor you shall always have with you.” and although many seem to hold on to the myth that if one is a good person one can “pull oneself up by one’s bootstraps” it is uncomfortable and to some “distasteful” to be have the senses constantly assailed by those who may not have used soap, shampoo, or laundry detergent before moving outside of their wall less homes.
 
Some are homeless or squatting because they are unable to pay for or maintain a residence.  If one has ever been a landlord, no matter what the “class” of the apartment or house one is renting one knows the frustration of having a tenant who is destructive of property, accompanied by all the disruption and potential danger of addiction, or who makes neighbors or other tenants uncomfortable.   It is very difficult and often expensive to remove those tenants.    A friend of mine recently had to replace all the kitchen cabinets, the toilets and make other extensive repairs to an apartment before it could again be rented out.   Someone else I know was fearful of allowing their children to play in their neighborhood because of gang related or drug related violence.  Yet physical and emotional violence also takes place in very wealthy neighborhoods often behind fences, tall hedges or long tree lined driveways. 
 
It is not easy to be homeless even if the climate is fairly temperate and one does not have children who might need expensive medical care.   When I lived in Alaska I would visit those who chose to live “off the land” in some isolated place.  Yet, when one of their children or their spouse became gravely ill they wanted the help of the Coast Guard or others to get their loved one to the doctor or hospital for care. Dropping out is not easy or without its contradictions
 
A friend of mine just messaged me to say she had bought some things from a couple so that they could have money to move into an apartment. They are blessed to have such a friend and she is blessed to have the money to assist them.
 
Are there more homeless, more drifters, and more hobos who do not fit in or who feel a profound sense of disconnection from the larger community; who feel left out; who feel that they cannot allow themselves to wither away in industrial boxes.   Are there just more people and fewer communities. 
 
What do the homeless have to teach us? Are they the prophets of today? Are we willing to listen or are we too busy preaching?
Once again, more questions than answers.
 
Written July 16, 2018
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Sunday Musings - July 15, 2018

7/15/2018

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Sunday Musings – July 15, 2018
 
The week stretched from Oklahoma for my brother-in-law’s funeral to Pittsburgh via Dallas and then to Wheeling to Chicago in route to Seattle to Phoenix to Pittsburgh and then back to Wheeling.   I did work in Wheeling two days and attended a coining out at Miracles.  Of course, with the magic of the internet, my laptop and my phone I was able to stay in touch with friends and those whose healing journey I am sharing.    I was also able to follow local, national and international news.   All news is, of course, local news.  Every behavior of each of us effects potentially billions of individuals.  Even without the internet we know that if we are pleasant to the store clerk and he or she passes that smile along to 50 people and they pass it along to at least 10 people who pass it along to 10 people we are very quickly up to 5000 smiles.  Keep multiplying by 10 and we have touched the lives of millions just as we are touched by millions.    Just this morning I had an email letter from friends in Australia.  In minutes, I have traveled across the ocean.   My friends often have visitors from many parts of the world just as I may touch the lives of many as I am greeting people here in Seattle who come from all around the world.
 
It again occurs to me that collectively we have more power than any political, business or religious leader.  Yet, if we just listen to political or religious leaders it is easy to become discouraged and to abdicate one’s power.
 
For this human, it is easy to get busy with life and to act as if I have no power; that what I do or do not do on this world-wide stage does not matter.   Obviously, I do not have power over other people, places or things. I do not want to pretend as if I can bully people and achieve positive results. 
 
It is also easy for this human to worry about what others are doing or not doing, especially those who might be making negative statement about one.  I can then begin to play the what if game.
 
This weekend in Seattle and last weekend in Oklahoma provided an opportunity for me to briefly (only the first 1000 pages) of people, places, things, situations I have spent an incalculable amount of time worrying about over a 78-year period.  Most of these people, places and events have come and gone and here I am enjoying the many blessing of my life.  I am well aware that there are still those whose behavior could drastically change my life. I also know that accidents, illness and other factors could change my life in an instant.  Yet, as I review these first 1000 pages of worries collectively each has contributed in some direct or indirect way to the life I now enjoy. 
 
It is true that in some strange way as wise people have suggested “All things work together for good.”   I am well aware that this assertion is most famously associated with a particular God and a particular religious framework yet I believe this bit of wisdom applies no matter what deity or lack of deity forms the framework of one’s worldview.
 
I am blessed to have a number of people with who I daily communicate spiritual intentions.  We support each other in being intentional about our spiritual goals for the day.   We do not set lofty goals.   We are content with goals such as the following:
 
  • Be present to all that one encounters today.
  • Really enjoy and appreciate that cup of coffee.
  • Do not take the behavior of others personally.
  • Non-judgmentally notice when one judges
  • Pray for/send positive energy to those who would call themselves one’s enemy.
  • Greet the sun or the raindrops.
  • Embrace with unconditional love today.
  • Make relationships and not tasks primary.
 
It is all really pretty simple but not always easy!
 
Written July 15, 2018

 
 
 
 
 
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What if?

7/14/2018

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​What if?
 
Don’t’ hold too close.
Don’t go too far away.
Don’t say “I love you”
 
Pretend as if we are separate beings
citizens across borders.
 
Pretend as if the name on the passport
filters out the ancestors we share.
 
Pretend as if my passport certifies
the purity of my blood.
My blood – not Aryan but pure AMERICAN.
 
Pretend as if my passport sends out
cosmic rays destroying all the others living in
other parts of America.
 
We real AMERICANS will arrest those who dare to pretend
there is not a border,
 
a border separating the criminal, low lifes whose passport
proves the fallacy of the DNA.
 
What if the borders are in truth the ones I erect?
between me and me and me and me?
 
What if there is only one person in this ballet?
 
What if Luis and John and Maria and Gabriela and Juan and Susie and Helmut and Antoine, and Aamir are all one?
 
What if the one is us?
 
What then of borders?
 
Will external borders validate the internal ones?
 
What if
 
         I
                  love
        
                                    you?
 
Which is to say that
 
         I
                  love
 
                                    me.
 
What if we build a wall of titanium and diamonds which
is harder than my heart of borders?
 
Will that make us separate?
 
What if?
 
Jimmy Pickett
July 13, 2018
coachpickett.org
 
The July 12, 2018 conversation between the host of On Being, Krista Tippett and Luis Alberto Urrea – poet, author, professor and I think prophet – tickled my heart.  I urge the reader to listen to or read this podcast.   I particularly recommend one of the poems of Luis Alberto Urrea, “You Who Seek Grace From a Distracted God”.
 
 
 
 
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Memories

7/13/2018

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​Memories
 
As I type I am on the airplane headed towards Seattle, a town I have often visited.  I do not have one of those memories which records memories with exact dates as do many people. Both in my personal and professional life I hear individuals mark events in their lives with very exact dates even, at times, including the day of the week and the time.   My memory records events in terms of my sensory experiences; sounds, sometimes color, images and, most of all, emotions.  Dates and names quickly slip out of my memory or never make it past short to medium term. 
 
I must have last visited Seattle sometimes around 1986 after I was diagnosed with AIDS.   I had come to visit my friend Ruth, a psychologist colleague who I had met when I came to work in Wheeling.  I also saw her son, but not, I think, her daughter.   On an earlier visit, I had met Gray and had subsequently frequently visited him. He had bought a little house sitting on a hill within easy walking distance of the locks.  We had fun choosing paint colors and making other decisions which would make it feel as if it was our home.  Yet, Gray remained fearful that his parents would find out about our relationship and be very upset.  For that reason, he would also not visit me in Pittsburgh where I was then living.  It did not seem as if we could maintain this home and relationship unless I was willing to keep the secret when meant foregoing all holidays together and being absent if Gray’s family visited.  Sadly, I ended the relationship.   We did, however, visit one last time on my last visit to Seattle.  We met in a park.  He invited me back to the house but I refused because I was fearful he would find out I was pretty symptomatic from the early experiments with AIDS medications.  The doctors would not find a drug cocktail which would work until about 1996.   I do not know whether he had already been diagnosed with AIDS at that time.  I did later hear from his parents that he had died of complications of AIDS. They had taken care of him when he got too ill to take care of himself.   His parents and I kept in touch until they got sick. First his dad died and eventually I no longer heard from his mom.  It was ironic that we became friends after Gray died.
 
Since that last visit Ruth also died.  Her son let me know.  I cannot think of his name but I can picture him in my mind’s eye – this gentle, loving, blond haired, blue eyed man who took good care of her.
 
I have a strong sense of Ruth, her son, Gray, the water, “our little house”, his tender but strong embrace, quiet dinners, long walks, his very keen intellect, and embracing heart.   I also have this sense of Ruth; a strong, independent, nurturing woman who enjoyed creating meals and, I think, quilts.   She loved finely crafted china and her children.  She had very strong opinions about how humans should take care of each other.
 
I remember the smell of the sea, Pike’s market, ferry rides, one of the first bookstore/coffee shops in the United States, hiking and Starbucks before it became a national phenomenon.  
 
While on this visit to Seattle I will be with my son and his girlfriend which will evoke other memories and leave new ones. These will blend with my other emotional memories of Seattle.  I will not remember names of restaurants, streets or other facts but my senses will create a new recording.  Perhaps a new poem will visit. I know my dance of life will again be enriched as it is with every experience, especially when with my son.
 
Sometimes my memory is a painting which I could possibly dance but never paint.  Sometimes it is a piece of music the notes of which I cannot record on staff paper (or type into a computer program). 
 
Please don’t ask me for “facts” of dates, names, places.  While I would gladly share those, they are not recorded in this brain. I do “know” how I felt; if it seemed I left happiness, sadness, disappointment, or hurt. 
 
My facts will always be more of a Monet or even a de Kooning and not a Sargent or a Saturday Evening Post painting by Norman Rockwell.
 
People ask me about “facts” as they remember them   I tell them I do not remember.  If there is a memory it is contained in a box of emotions pieced together with sensory experiences.  I will gladly share those if retrievable.  Often, there may be nothing which my brain decided was worth logging.  Your brain may record facts which are influenced by your emotions.  My brain records emotions which are influenced by “facts”.
 
People often describe me in terms of the energy I infuse into the very air.  I know that sometimes I am “too present” which is uncomfortable for some. For that I am sorry and, yet any attempt to be less present may be experienced as cold or distant. I seem to be missing a dimmer switch for my emotions or my emotional memories.
 
Written  July 12, 2018
 
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Turn the other cheek

7/12/2018

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​Turn the other cheek
 
I was impressed after listening to an interview with a mother and her teenage daughter who were planning to peacefully, respectfully and publicly demonstrate an alternative to some of the behavior of President Trump when he visits London today.  They have experienced him as being generally disrespectful of others.    Their goal is to publicly encourage and support rhetoric as well as behavior which is respectful of all people and all countries.  For them, the equivalent of turning the other check is, while remaining loving and respectful, to stand tall and clearly for a more positive approach to how we humans treat each other.  This behavior is in the tradition of Jesus, Martin Luther King Jr., Gandhi, Rosa Parks, the Dali Lama and others who believe that non-violence (physical and verbal) can be a powerful method of effecting positive change.
 
Earlier, I was talking to a friend whose goal is to quit reacting to unhealthy people with whom he was associated in his active addiction.  He is now in recovery and determined to live a spiritual life of which he can be proud.   For him this means not giving unhealthy people the power over his behavior; saying no to the invitation to negative/destructive behavior.
 
Many of us have had and may currently have people in our lives who make mean statement to or about us.  The may call our worth or character into question.  They may gossip and/or spread lies about us. They may even attempt to call into question our professional integrity jeopardizing our professional licenses.   It is very tempting to “fight fire with fire”; to verbally attack them and their integrity in some ways.  One might be tempted to physically threaten them or even physically harm them.  It may seem as if there is no other way to defend oneself.   It can be a formidable challenge to continue to treat those who mistreat us with unconditional love.   Yet, if we react in kind, we give others the power to decide the legacy we will leave - enlarging the circle of hate and mistrust. 
 
 
A young friend of mine called me last evening upset because a family member had said some very mean things to her. I know this family well. Addiction has been a frequent visitor to the family for many years.   Everyone in the family has been deeply wounded.  It is easy to understand why some family members continue to wear shields of hurtful language and other behavior.  Yet, the real enemy in this family is the history of addiction; the history of sick brains constantly assaulting every facet of the life of this family.  When this happens year after year after year it is tough to trust that it is safe to expose one’s pain rather than protecting oneself with angry accusations which push others away.  Sometime folks in this family take their anger out on the healthiest ones in the family who attempt to stay connected. Everyone in the family knows, consciously or unconsciously, these family members will continue to love unconditionally no matter what happens.  Yet the anger can also eventually wear down the healthier family members until they too cannot function well.  I stressed to this young friend that she needs to make sure she takes good care of herself emotionally, physically and spiritually.
 
Obviously or it seem obvious to me that there is a good reason why it is so difficult or many of us humans to hang on to a commitment to emotional, verbal and physical non-violence. Few of us seem to have a system for staying spiritually centered; a system which includes a healthy spiritual support system.   What constitutes a spiritual system will vary from person to person.  For some it may involve a God of one’s understanding. For others, it may be a simple as a scientific belief in the interdependence of all of “nature” and a refusal to assist in the destruction of that interdependence.   It seems to me that unless I am very intentional about staying on track spiritually I will get off track.  For me staying on track involves being true to the belief that unconditional love is not only a more effective way to live together but the morally right thing to do.  I cannot both love unconditionally and be violent.
 
Written July 12, 2018
 
 
 
 
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Jesus welcomes the addict home

7/11/2018

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​Jesus welcomes the addict home
 
In the New Testament used by the Christian Church, the book of Luke (15: 11-32) reports Jesus telling the story of a man with two sons.   The youngest son asks for his share of the inheritance.  The father divides the inheritance and gives it to the sons. The younger one uses the money to seek escape in addictive behavior.  For whatever reason, he is unable to be okay with himself and looks outside of himself for temporary escape from being himself.  Sadly, his brain is such that it craves more and more, but nothing fills the hole in his soul.  Before long he is broke, homeless and without any real friends.  He hires himself out and is assigned to feed pigs, but he is not even given any of the food that the pigs were eating.  He decides to go home to his father, admit he has reached his bottom, and asked to be one of his father’s servants who he knows are treated well.  When he gets home his father embraces him and prepares a feast.  The older son is hurt and confused because he had done his duty and not engaged in addictive behavior. It feels to him that his brother is being rewarded for bad behavior while he has not been rewarded for good behavior. The father tells the older son that they need to rejoice because his brother has been lost and is now found.  The chains of addiction are no longer controlling his life and he is again available to be a son and brother.


 
Those in the 12 step programs would say that he youngest son has reached his bottom; the pain has become so great that he is ready to look elsewhere for himself; he is ready to take what Soren Kierkegaard called the leap of faith; he is ready to accept the remote possibility that he may not be worthless. He is ready to accept that he cannot safely engage in addictive behavior if he is ever going to heal.    
 
The father and all the members of his father’s business embrace him and prepare the feast.  The son who was lost has been found. The son who was dead is alive.
 
Today, I was thinking of this very familiar story when I was attending a coining out at the addiction treatment center where I volunteer.  Coining outs are a sort of graduation from phase one of the recovery/healing process.
 
Every family member and friend of the person whose has been killed off by addiction longs for the day when their son, daughter, grandchild, niece, nephew, parent, or friend is raised from the dead.   All too often their emotional and spiritual death is followed by their physical death.  Sometimes, however, the addict is forced or, in desperation, decides to put themselves in a treatment center.  When they complete this phase of treatment the other clients, sponsors and some family members join in this celebration.  A recovery coin is passed around and everyone puts something such as strength, love, or courage into the coin. When later the person has a difficult day they take out this coin and remember that he or she has these gifts and the support of all those who left something in the coin.
 
The coining out this morning included the other residents of the treatment center, some of the staff, other folks from the 12 recovery program, grandparents, parents, brother, and girlfriend  He was surrounded by love.   After the coining out there was special treats baked by one of the residents.  Everyone was there to celebrate the rebirth of the prodigal son.  He had been lost to the addiction. He had been emotionally dead. Today he was alive. Today he has been found.  Not everyone has such a large and unconditionally supportive family present when they coin out. This family happens to be a family of great faith. This family had read and trusted the lesson of the teaching of Jesus about the prodigal son.  This family was ready to embrace this fine young man and welcome his home.
 
I often used the term “walk the talk”.  Not every religious family is able to walk the talk.  Not every religious family is able to love unconditionally.   This family, the pastor and other adopted family members have taken the teachings of Jesus to heart.
 
Welcome home to the prodigal son. Welcome home to the addict.  Welcome home to all who of us when we are lost.   The minister spoke of making room at the table. This was the message of Jesus.  The son was willing to live and work as one of the servants. The father said “Your place at the table has been prepared. Come, join us once again.”
 
Jimmy F. Pickett
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July 11, 2018
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Searching for self

7/10/2018

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​Searching for self
 
It seems that many, if not most of us, find our sense of self by comparing ourselves to other humans.   We define ourselves as being more of less intelligent, more or less powerful, more or less sexier, younger, older, possessor of more or fewer degrees from the best institutions, taller or shorter, the owner of more or less toys, healthier, more or less endowed, more or less spiritual or having more or less status.   We are more or less hurtful, more or less sinful, more or less arrogant, more or less self-righteous.
 
It may be difficult to imagine a world devoid of such comparisons.  We construct barriers composed of social constructs and then collectively agree to treat them as real indicators of who is more or less deserving of love, housing, food, health care and even knowledge.
 
I sit in the Dallas-Fort Worth airport which is even more crowded than usual due to an unusual number of weather related flight delays and cancelations.   I could easily sit here and make assumptions about individuals based on age, weight, apparent race or color, spoken language, clothes, jewelry, or general demeanor.  I could, based on some of these social constructs, invent lives for all of these individuals, couples and other groupings. Unless I engage in a conversation I will learn nothing real or important about them.  I could make guesses based on my observations by how they interact with others.  For example, earlier I was chatting with an Asian family consisting of two apparent teenagers, two adults whom a young, bored, energetic child seemed to relate to as his parents.  I was impressed by how patient the teenagers and the adults were with the young child despite apparent signs of fatigue.  I have no idea of how many flight delays they had experienced that day.  I do not know if they are citizens of this country, refugees feeling some form of oppression, wealthy citizens on a holiday or winner of a free trip.  I do not know their social status or criminal history, if any.  In short their appearance and their behavior told me nothing except that they in this moment of time in this public place are seemingly patient, kind and affectionate.  The young child attempts to explain to what a newt is.  I do not understand.
 
I have no basis for comparison even if I had a sophisticated system for assignment of quality life points based on social constructs. All those in the airport do appear to be live humans and not robots.
 
If I am totally honest I will notice myself silently comparing individuals or groups with myself and each other. I will judge myself and them as more or less attractive, more or less educated, more or less wealthy. I could then easily, based on these assumptions assign relative worth to each of us.
 
What if, in truth, we are all equally worthwhile?  What if we all have some gifts and some limitations?  What if we have all been kind and all been hurtful?  What if we take the risk of, for a moment, letting go of the comparisons and appreciate each other for who we are?  What if even those who are not able to experience empathy or love, through no fault of their own, are equally worth our unconditional love even if they need to be in a secure space? 
 
Social constructs are learned behavior.  We may have the best of intentions in sometimes using social constructs to explain surface behavior.  Yet, perceived differences have more to do with our own fears and insecurities than with the other person(s).
 
Written July 10, 2018
 
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