I’ve been itching to build a service around Sly & the Family Stone’s “Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin).” And I’m not exactly sure where it’s going. But here’s where I’m at right now:
We can only be fully ourselves together when each of us is fully herself or himself, individually. You need to be you, and I need to be me, and only then can we be us. AND at the same time, paradoxically, key elements of my being and your being only get discovered explored, and expressed when we’re together. In many ways, we together create your self and my self.
My Mom would often exclaim, “What in heaven’s name - ?!” when she was astonished by something. I think maybe that’s what we’re talking about here — heaven’s name, heaven’s names. I mean, what you give your name to and declare yourself to be, and what I give my name to and declare myself to be, and how both of these declarations expand who we know ourselves to be together. And vice-versa!
Can’t wait to see you Saturday at 6:00 pm at Albuquerque Center for Spiritual Living (abqcsl.org). Join us at 5:30 for refreshments & community & cheer. With music by my amazing friends, Patty Stephens & Sid Fendley. XOX, Rev. Drew
“It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so.” — Mark Twain
There’s so little of which we can be absolutely certain. The more I think about things — Life, Self, Other, God — the less I know for sure. Which is fine, truly. I think the world would be a happier, healthier place if people were less sure of most things they think they know.
But still, we must choose and take our next steps as if we’re sure. We work & play & love & create as if we know what on earth we’re doing. That’s faith — to be sure when we can’t be sure. And it’s necessary.
So the question isn’t really: what can I be sure of? The answer to that is, in the end: pretty much nothing, or everything... We go ahead and put our faith, our surety, in all sorts of things — belief systems, science, books, our own experience, loved ones, experts…
A better question might be: what do I choose to be sure of? I choose. I choose where to put my faith, and I get to BE the sure thing. Then, I can ask: how does my being this sure thing serve me, and how does it serve the world?
Can’t wait to see you this Saturday at 6:00, at Albuquerque Center for Spiritual Living (abqcsl.org). Join us at 5:30 for wine, refreshment, and community. XO, Rev. Drew
To accord is to be in agreement or harmony with something. And who doesn’t want to be in harmony with life, right? Yet most of us most of the time are out of it in one way or another. We may accord to pieces of life, particular and exclusive aspects, this smidgen and that bit, but certainly not the messy rest!
There are aspects of life and the way it shows up that really really challenge our commitment to harmony. There are parts that seem downright wrong, unequivocally bad — like, how can it be possible or desirable (even in an ideal world) to agree with THAT, to make peace with THAT?!
This week I’m thinking about how we can harmonize without compromising our own integrity. Each of us is here on the planet with a point of view, and sometimes we’re very passionate about our unique perspective. (I know I am, and I like being RIGHT when I feel RIGHT). But what I’m interested in is: how can we hold and express our own sense of “right” without envisioning ourselves at odds with each other and with the Totality.
“The trials on the road to world harmony are no greater than the courage of those who accept the challenge.” - Carl Lewis
Can’t wait to see you for our celebration service Saturday at 6:00. Join us at 5:30 for refreshments, community, and cheer. At Albuquerque Center for Spiritual Living. XO, Rev. Drew
I don’t know if you’re familiar with the idea of Jumping the Shark. It refers to the 1977 fifth season premiere of the TV show Happy Days, an episode in which the ever-cool character of the Fonz, answering a challenge to his bravery, waterski-jumps over a confined shark. Fonzie wears his trademark black leather jacket with a bathing suit. It’s totally silly. Stupid, even.
So the phrase “jump the shark” is now used to describe the moment when any story’s plot or characters or internal logic goes totally off the rails. Sometimes it happens in a desperate play for lagging ratings. Sometimes it’s just someone’s really bad idea. It always marks the beginning of the end.
But I’ve been thinking about the fact that the problem with jumping the shark isn’t that something audacious, extraordinary, or weird happens. The problem is when the narrative attempts to continue as before, even after the rules have been irrevocably changed by the jump. The problem isn’t really in the fact that the entire context just got blown out of the water — the problem is when the characters continue in the same no-longer-viable story, staggering along for another deadly ridiculous season or two…
I believe that it’s possible for our stories to JUMP THE SHARK without things becoming absurd. When we allow our boldness & audacity to be game-changing. When we create space for the entire paradigm to shift instead of scrambling to preserve the status quo. When we expect the context to keep up with our story-lines rather than letting the world hold us to a tired-out narrative… THEN jumping the shark indeed becomes a daredevil feat of brilliance. THEN we become the leaders and light-bringers that we were born to be.
I can’t wait to see you Saturday at 6:00, at Albuquerque Center for Spiritual Living (abqcsl.org). Join us for refreshments, community, and cheer at 5:30. With special music by my freakin’ fantastic friends, Patty Stephens & Sid Fendley. XO, Drew