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Sherbrook Forest

 

I have walked into the woods, off the muddy, many-feet-trodden path.

It is very windy and the susurrous of the trees carries a muted roar with it. I suppose it could bring branches down yet I am not afraid.

I walked to this place as surely as if I had somehow known to come here.

All that is of the world is left behind. There is only me. And You. And the magic in the woods.

Those I used to play in as a child around Erskine College had this feeling also.  As though anything might Happen.

I cried as I walked to the place where I now sit.

The silence speaks to me and I want to hear it. I wish I could always hear it.

On the weekend of 24-25 September Whitley College hosted a conference called Constitutions and Treaties: Law, Justice, Spirituality – these are notes from session 5 of 9. We acknowledge that this gathering, listening and learning occurred of the land of the Wurundjeri People of the Kulin Nations and offer our respects to their elders past and present, and all visiting Aboriginal and Torres Strait Island visitors present.

 

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Need to recognise culture AND faith.  Deal was made with me and with the land.  Parity not vassal treaty. Joshua violated the treaty.

What if churches dared to take the lead and make an apology – a sacred apology?

Primal is the one we share. Abraham recognised the Creator Spirit… El Elyon – Maker of Sea and Sky. Abraham made a treaty with the indigenous people of Canaan.

 

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Ex nihilo

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I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood
I see that the elementary laws never apologise…
I exist as I am, that is enough
If no other in the world be aware I sit content…
I know the amplitude of time
The pleasures of heaven are with me, and the pains
of hell are with me.

 

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Who need be afraid of the merge?
Undrape… you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded.

 

Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass

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I go for a walk

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I go for a walk
and am reminded
the world
is beautiful
it is not given to me
to understand
all this
only to watch
and then,
we’ll see…

Talitha Fraser

 

Location: Gembrook Retreat Centre, 215 Beenak E Rd, Gembrook, (03) 5968 1211

What follows are some excerpts from an Anne Elvey  article I picked up at the Creation Symposium (full article available here) interesting reading for anyone thinking about the ways our disconnection to the earth is mirrored in our disconnection from our own bodies

In being transcended through certain forms of western discourse and practice, bodies and earth have been critically endangered.  In the context of this endangerment, an ecological feminist politics and ethics seeks to affirm the materiality of bodies and earth.

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080The language we use in addressing the question of the relationship between culture and nature is critical, because discourse is one of the key processes through which we construct the agency or non-agency of the other and create structures that allow or disallow that agency.

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As with all experience, sexual experience is vast, not only in its possibilities but in the resonance of even the simplest sensation. Desire, longing, pleasure, passion, orgasm, move the body into states of being which defy all definitions, not only those of gender or sexuality but of the boundaried way European culture perceives existence… Apart from any bond or relationship between lovers, in sexual experience an erotic connection to existence is kindled.

(Katherine Hayles, 1995:60)

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I take up the now fairly commonplace notion of earth as a community of interconnected constituents.  This community includes humans, other animals, plants, rocks, soil, water, air, trees, rivers, oceans, forests, hairy-nosed wombats, viruses, kangaroo apples, hermit crabs, amoeba and so on, connected by way of a complex sociality marked by plurality, particularity, diversity, interdependence and sometimes violence, oppression and indifference to the other.  What if this earth, however we might know earth, is understood as a material given that precedes and resists but also underpins and gives space to our cultural constructions of it? This space is given not as a hole to be filled but in the manner of hospitality or to borrow a term from Jean-Luc Nancy (2000) of ‘being toward’. What if this understanding of the earth is giving precedence in our thinking about the questions of ‘sex and gender’? What if the questions of ‘sex and gender’ are considered within the context of the materiality of human beings as constituted within the wider materiality of a plural and diverse earth community?

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082The experience of the lived body offers a particular example of the agency of experience.  In pregnancy and childbirth as well as in illness, the lived body challenges my ‘illusions of control’ (Diprose 1994:103). During an illness, for example, my bodily experience is foregrounded in such a way that the interplay between nature and culture in the processes of my lived embodiment cannot be reduced to a simplistic notion of the cultural construction of bodies or nature… feels nevertheless as though the virus is in some sense constructing or deconstructing me.

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She describes two forms of cultural impact on bodies and landscapes: first, the productive transformation of bodies and landscapes through cultural practices such as depilation and agriculture, for example, and second, the reproduction of bodies and landscape in discourse. (Kate Soper, 1995:137)

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Instead she locates this agency not in the individual organism alone; rather it is an ‘agency in relation’, emerging ‘out of the engagement of the organism with its surroundings’.  In this context, sexed bodies are continually being shaped and re-shaped both internally and externally through processes which are ‘partly material and partly social/experiential’, and these processes are inseparable. (Lynda Birke 2000:152)

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Contemplation is a practice of attentiveness to the other, which begins with a movement of unknowing and through a practice of openness is followed by a movement of partial and provisional ‘knowing’

The symposium ran 26-28 May 2016 – these are some notes from a few session of the 26th.

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Creation Spirituality and The Problem of Natural Evil

Revd Dr Stephen Ames

This ‘problem’ of natural evil e.g. tsunamis, earthquakes, genetic disorders – how do we include this in liturgy and felt experience of God. What appears to be divine inaction, in the face of evil.

  • God intervening – rational or irrational?
  • Is the way the universe ‘is’, different from what you’d expect God to create?

God gave things causal power.

Good in themselves, able to bring out good in others.

Creation creates creation.

Creation came from God’s pure thought.

Can’t evaluate that. Have to go and investigate it laudato siusing senses and rationality (without prejudice).

Maximises co-creation

“Better” type of creation (than inert or mechanical)

What purpose in mind of Creation?

“…since the carrying out of government is for the sake of bringing the governed to their perfection, that form of government will be better which communicates a higher perfection to the governed” (Aquinas, ST 1a, article 6, 6th point)

Scientific, moral and ethical problems.

  • dead end universe
  • creative Creation process, not just an end state, must be subject to God’s goodness >morally justified. Means must justify the ends. It must be shown there was no other way for God to create such a ‘good’ world, yet with reduced suffering and death.
  • have dignity of being causes rather than the indignity of not being causes
  • are not only good in themselves but also the cause of good in others
  • by being co-creators bring new things into existence, including living things, including intelligent life, and especially persons.

Testimony of Jesus re God e.g. Prodigal Son.
reckless and loving vs. reckless and cruel. Giving all things created power and “dominion” (freedom to use it).  Limit, overcome, transform – Jesus submits to violence (human dominion) and suffers with it… not a contradiction of what God has created “good”.

 

Praying in the Anthropocene

Dr Jan Morgan and Dr Graeme Garrett

“Triune Lord, wondrous community of infinite love, teach us to contemplate you in the beauty of the universe, for all things speak of you.”

 

Personen / Künstler / Friedrich / Werke / Meer

Friedrich, Caspar David (1774 – 1840), Deutscher Maler der Romantik; “Der Mönch am Meer”;  Foto: Jörg P. Anders;

 

Is God more real in the monastery or untamed waterlands?

  • large world
  • operates in unity
  • man in his place
  • God doesn’t want to be God without this wild uncontrollable environment
  • church can’t bring about this separation
  • live a bi-une faith “Maker of heaven and earth”

The city provides for my wants and needs (without my thinking about it) lights, food, fuel… everything comes out of creation. Church has also sheltered me from Creation. How can I responsibly connect with the world as God’s creation?

John Lewis Cretier – French Catholic theologian, call and response.  Life filled with invitations. Traces back to God calling into “being”, calls come from all the beings that share the world with us – Visible Voice.

Augustine’s Confessions…

And how shall I call upon my God, my God and Lord, since, when I call for Him, I shall be calling Him to myself? and what room is there within me, whither my God can come into me? whither can God come into me, God who made heaven and earth? is there, indeed, O Lord my God, aught in me that can contain Thee? do then heaven and earth, which Thou hast made, and wherein Thou hast made me, contain Thee? or, because nothing which exists could exist without Thee, doth therefore whatever exists contain Thee? Since, then, I too exist, why do I seek that Thou shouldest enter into me, who were not, wert Thou not in me? Why?

Burning bush speaks to Moses, whirlwind speaks to Job, Paul on the road to Damascus – light.

Suggestions for prayer practice can be found on the Carmelite Library blog.

 

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We gather for prayer – everyone is sent out into the garden, in silent reflection, to collect something that speaks to the space they’re in and these are planted in our tray of red earth imported from Bron’s recent trip to Western Australia… our dryness, brittleness, zest, hope, strength, fragility, potential, healing…

We sing:

Everything I need is right in front of me (x2)
Can we be manna, manna?
Can we be manna for each other? (x2)

Humble yourself in the arms of the wild
you got to lay down low and humble yourself in the arms of the wild
you got to ask her what she knows and
we will lift each other up (clap) higher and higher (x2)

Can it be that what we need to feel fulfilled, heard, held, connected exists in the environment around us?

How can we be daily sustenance to one another? What can a garden teach us about how to do that?

Wilderness is speaking. What does it say? What can we learn?

With climate change our children are inheriting a legacy where the environment, weather, water and oil will all feature prominently in their future – how are we equipping them to meet it?  If our children,  godchildren, nephlings, neighbourlings and anyone who comes along asks of us: “why didn’t you do anything?”, how will you answer?  Whatever seeds of hope we might have, we must sow.

 

Mark 4: 8-9
“…still other seed fell on good soil, where it sprouted, grew up, and produced a crop—one bearing thirtyfold, another sixtyfold, and another a hundredfold.”
Then Jesus said, “He who has ears to hear, let him hear.”

 

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PRAYER

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Lord Jesus, now that beneath those world-forces you have become truly and physically everything for me, everything about me, I shall gather into a single prayer both my delight in what I have and my thirst for what I lack; and following the lead of your great servant I shall repeat those enflamed words in which, I firmly believe, the christianity of tomorrow will find its increasingly clear portrayal:

‘Lord, lock me up in the deepest depths of your heart; and then, holding me there, burn me, purify me, set me on fire, sublimate me, until I become utterly what you would have me be, through the utter annihilation of my ego.’

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Glorious Lord Christ: the divine influence secretly diffused and active in the depths of matter, and the dazzling centre where all the innumerable fibres of the manifold meet; power as implacable as the world and as warm as life; you whose forehead is of the whiteness of snow, whose eyes are of fire, and whose feet are brighter than molten gold; you whose hands imprison the stars; you who are the first and the last, the living and the dead and the risen again; you who gather into your exuberant unity every beauty, every affinity, every energy, every mode of existence; it is you to whom my being cried out with a desire as vast as the universe, ‘In truth you are my Lord and my God’.

‘Lord, lock me up within you’: yes indeed I believe – and this belief is so strong that it has become one of the supports of my inner life.

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This is the criterion by which I can judge at each moment how far I have progressed within you.  When all the things around me, while preserving their own individual contours, their own special savours, nevertheless appear to me as animated by a single secret spirit and therefore as diffused and intermingled within a single element, infinitely close, infinitely remote; and when locked within the jealous intimacy of a divine sanctuary, I yet feel myself to be wandering at large in the empyrean of all created being: then I shall know that I am approaching that central point where the heart of the world is caught in the descending radiance of the heart of God.

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Through a marvellous combination of your divine magnetism with the charm and the inadequacy of creatures, with their sweetness and their malice, their disappointing weakness and their terrifying power, do you fill my heart alternately with exaltation and distaste; teach it the true meaning of purity: not a debilitating separation from all created reality but an impulse carrying one through all forms of created beauty; show it the true nature of charity: not a sterile fear of doing wrong but a vigorous determination that all of us together shall break open the doors of life; and give it finally – give it above all – through an ever-increasing awareness of your omnipresence, a blessed desire to go on advancing, discovering, fashioning and experiencing the world so as to penetrate ever further and further into yourself.

[p.35]

It is to your body in this its fullest extension – that is, to the world become through your power and my faith the glorious living crucible in which everything melts away in order to be born anew; it is to this that I dedicate myself with all the resources which your creative magnetism has brought forth in me: with the all too feeble resources of my scientific knowledge, with my religious vows, with my priesthood, and (most dear to me) with my deepest human convictions.  It is in this dedication, Lord Jesus, I desire to live, in this I desire to die.

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COMMUNION

If the Fire has come down into the heart of the world it is, in the last resort, to lay hold on me and to absorb me.  Henceforth I cannot be content simply to contemplate it or, by my steadfast faith, to intensify its ardency more and more in the world around me. What I must do, when I have taken part with all my energies in the consecration which causes its flames to leap forth, is to consent to the communion which will enable it to find in me the food it has come in the last resort to seek.

So, my God, I prostrate myself before your presence in the universe which has now become living flame: beneath the lineaments of all that I shall encounter this day, all that happens to me, all that I achieve, it is you I desire, you I await.

It is a terrifying thing to have been born: I mean, to find oneself, without having willed it, swept irrevocably along on a torrent of fearful energy which seems as though it wished to destroy everything it carries with it.

What I want, my God, is that by a reversal of forces which you alone can bring about, my terror in the face of the nameless changes destined to renew my being may be turned into an overflowing joy at being transformed into you.

First of all I shall stretch out my hand unhesitatingly towards the fiery bread which you set before me.  This bread, in which you have planted the seed of all that is to develop in the future,I recognise as containing the source and the secret of the destiny you have chosen for me. To take is, I know, to surrender myself to forces which will tear me painfully away from myself in order to drive me into danger, into laborious undertakings, into a constant renewal of idea, into an austere detachment where my affections are concerned. To eat is to acquire a taste and an affinity for that which in everything is above everything – a taste and an affinity which will henceforth make possible for me all the joys by which my life has been warmed.  Lord Jesus, I am willing to be possessed by you, to be bound to your body and led by its inexpressible power towards those solitary heights which by myself I should never dare to climb.  Instinctively, like all mankind, I would rather set up my tent here below on some hill-top of my own choosing.  I am afraid, too, like my fellow-men, of the future too heavy with mystery and too wholly new, towards which time is driving me. Then like these men I wonder anxiously where life is leading me… May this communion bread with the Christ clothed in powers dilate the world free me from my timidities and heedlessness! In the whirlpool of conflicts and energies out of which must develop my power to apprehend and experience your holy presence, I throw myself, my God, on your word. The man who is filled with an impassioned love of Jesus hidden in the forces which bring increase to the earth, him the earth will lift up, like a mother, in the immensity of her arms, and will enable him to contemplate the face of God.