I asked a baby,
“Is life a struggle or a dance?”
and in reply,
It hugged its mom a bit closer.
I asked a young man,
“Is life a struggle or a dance?”
and in reply,
He hurried off to start his day.
I asked a lady,
“Is life a struggle or a dance?”
and in reply,
She carefully made up her face.
I asked an old crone,
“Is life a struggle or a dance?”
and in reply,
She winked at me twinklin’ her eye.
These lyrics have music to accompany them, written in 1993
Ad Paradox
I thought of a way to advertise my own blog. On the front of a t-shirt this would be printed:
The statement on the back of this t-shirt is true. www.facilitatingparadox.com
On the back, the following:
The statement on the front of this t-shirt is false. www.facilitatingparadox.com
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FP Stats – January 2004
January traffic was up: 1231 unique visitors, a 21% increase over December. The post of my sermon, āGive Praise!ā had the most reads, with āBart Ehrman on Fresh Air!ā coming in second. My papers on YHWH, suicide, UU sacraments, and Sufi Sam were also popular. As in previous months, Google was the top referrer after direct address or bookmark. Oddly enough, the top referring site for January was a Paris Hilton Video blog on Blogspot, but I was unable to find a link, (either hyper or contextual.) ābart ehrmanā was the top search keyphrase, and most other search phrases and words had to do with paradox. Itās estimated that 12 visitors added this site to their Favorites last month. Thank you! I also see that FP is now a Flippery Fish in the TTLB Ecosystem. Thatās the highest itās been yet! And now The Truth Laid Bear is offering Java script to automatically keep your own blog updated as to its status in the ecosystem. Watch for that on the FP home page.
Also, stay tuned: I have something special planned for April, to celebrate one year in the blogosphere, and to celebrate another holiday that month.
This Old House, continued
I came up with a catchy quote the other day, but I suspect itās not original: āThe purpose of life is to learn how to die.ā
This was stimulated by a discussion Iām participating in at a local congregation on the topic of teleology, or the question of lifeās ultimate purpose. Before you read the discussion contributions, you might want to first read the sermon talk-before introduction. This is all part of Rev. Susan Ritchieās series of sermons entitled, āOur House, Our Theology,ā which I also began reflecting on in this blog last month.
This most recent discussion and sermon is actually part three in the series. The first part was on theology, or Unitarian Universalist understandings of God, or Gād, or the Holy. The unifying theme in all our various concepts of divinity is that we hold each other accountable for them, whatever they are. We recognize that our construct of that which is greater than us has a lot to do with who we are and how we relate to the world. Rev. Ritchie compares this to the foundation of the UU house in which we members live.
The second part in the series was on soteriology, or salvation. (Iām using traditional theological terms with the understanding that they are historically what have been used to label such topics, while also recognizing that many UUs today would be unfamiliar, if not uncomfortable, with the baggage they carry.) This second session stimulated a lively online conversation, touching on our concept of grace, comparing āsalvationā to āenlightenment,ā and sharing personal life-shaping experiences. Rev. Ritchie compares this to the roof of our UU house.
This weekās topic of end goals has wound itself throughout the reading and reflection from my first week of classes. (This integration is typical of seminary study, and one of the things I love about it.) In my Intro to Christian Ethics class I learned that there is no experience that is not interpreted; in other words, the only way we know the world at all is through language, which is culturally informed and imprinted. It also follows that the only way we can be self-reflexive or know ourselves is through language as well. Our instructor used the example of Helen Keller as illustrative: until she realized that someone was spelling the word āwaterā on her palm, she had no idea that there were others in the world like her, she had no individual self-concept. Iāve heard before how infants are supposed to have no understanding of the separation between themselves and their surroundings. Our teacher mentioned that Buddhists view this as not having a self-identity until weāve told our first lie. Thereās isnāt the only philosophy that aims at returning to nothingness or merging back into the impersonal ground of being.
Yet I canāt help thinking that human life is meant for something more than returning to the place where we began. This brings me back around to the discussion on teleology, in which I said that growth is central to my understanding of lifeās purpose. If an individual self-identityāand, more importantly, the wealth of relationships made possible by that conceptionāis something we grow into, why would we think that the goal of life is to get or grow out of it? That seems a bit backward to me, but next Tuesday Iāll be in a class discussion on the ethical implications of these things, which the instructor has already hinted at. Iāll let you know more as it strikes me!
Oh yeah, and Rev. Ritchie compares teleology to the door to our fine UU house.
A Good Read
I’m currently reading a 9th-Century classic of Saxon literature: The Heliand. In fact, I’ve started writing a reflection paper on it for class. This is a fascinating recasting of the gospel story set in tribal Europe. I recommend it for anyone interested in that time-period or interested in how the life and death of Jesus can be reworked into another context. This particular translation does not rhyme, as does the original manuscript, but it stays true to the author’s intent. Thought I’d share.
The Brick Testament
I just had to pass this on. This is hilarious! Much of the Bible rendered in Legos…
POETRY: Thank You, Krishna
Here are the lyrics for a song I wrote many years ago, yet it hasn’t lost its appeal. I used it last Sunday in an inter-generational service I did on Gratitude…
Thank you, O my sweet Lord,
for life in my hands.
Thank you for everything
I now understand.
Thank you for family;
thank you for friends.
Thank you for everything
that comes to an end.
Thank you, O my sweet Lord,
for children to teach.
Thank you, O my dear Lord,
for people to reach.
Thank you for resistance,
rebellion and strife.
Thank you for anything
that enhances life.
(Refrain:)
Thank you, Krishna, (3x)
for everything.
Thank you for birth and death,
disease and old age,
and reminding me that
the worldās all a stage.
Thank you for truth, my Lord,
that Iām one with you,
yet also different,
so I can serve too.
Thank you for challenges
that shake up my soul.
Thank you for inner growth,
presenting this goal:
to see everything
as coming from you.
Thank you for your holy name
and loving pastimes,
and thank you for everything
that fits into rhyme.
And I appreciate
your being with me
at every moment now,
just letting me be.
Me
I am a second year seminary student and long-time student of life. I lived with the Hare Krishnas for six years, and am now on the path to Unitarian Universalist ministry. I gain strength from Native American traditional practices and Dances of Universal Peace.
Stats for September
I know I was pretty quiet in September, (and I see I wasn’t the only one,) but the number of unique visitors to Facilitating Paradox for the month rose to 779, a modest increase over August. Once again, visitors came from all over the world. These were the top search key phrases that brought visitors here:
paradox quotes
paradox
hindu wisdom
paradox poetry
This blog is currently rated a Slimy Mollusc in The Truth Laid Bear’s Blogosphere Ecosystem, which ranks by number of other blogs that link to it. I can’t remember ever being a Slimy Mollusc before. I think I’ve always been beneath that.
In the coming weeks and months I should have a few papers to publish. In the next day or two I’ll have something to say about Gnosticism. Come back again.
Thought for the day
This is a bit of an elaboration on a previous thought of the day, but have you ever noticed that the human ear is roughly the shape of a question mark?
Let s/he who has ears to hear…
Listen.
