It’s pretty easy to see how things can be lost in translation — meaning, intention, and music often get misplaced when we try to translate from one language to another. Yet something like translating is a process in which we're constantly engaged as we try to understand each other — we render others’ expression into the “language” of our own experience, our own life, our own feelings & ideas.
If we are mindful of the fact that we’re doing this, interpreting each other and everything all the time, perhaps we needn't lose the original spirit of what's being shared with us. And if we practice owning our responsibility in this process, it seems likely that we might actually find something new in translation. Maybe we’ll find an awareness of our own assumptions, projections, and biases. Maybe we’ll find connections that transcend language, or an empathy that doesn’t require understanding. Maybe what is found in translation is Love.
I can’t wait to see you this Saturday for our celebration service at 6:00, at Albuquerque Center for Spiritual Living (abqcsl.org). Join us at 5:30 for wine, community, and cheer. XO, Rev. Drew