Mystique of Knowing
A
few days ago I wrote about my pursuit into the study of philosophy. I am
reading, for the first time, a book I purchased at least a decade ago. “Philosophy:
Something to Believe In” was written by Richard Paul Janaro and it seems to be
a text book for a community college course. It was published in 1975. The end
of the first chapter summarizes his thesis:
“Philosophy
is good for humanity because it is the practice of asking questions and developing
the art of reflective thinking in order to understand something about what we
believe and why.
Philosophy
is the discipline of reflecting upon the consequences of human action and the
sense of responsibility which the social nature of humanity seems to require.
He
posits the notion that many of our beliefs exist “just because we must have
belief….The act of believing, he writes, is a form of experience bringing about
its own peculiar and profound pleasures. Even the momentary anguish of
confusion, of knowing what to believe can be worth the trouble in the long
run…”
Or
as Mary Oliver wrote in one of my favorite poems:
The Uses of
Sorrow
(In my sleep I
dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved
once gave me
a box full of
darkness.
It took me years
to understand
that this, too,
was a gift.
I
have faced directly into life altering challenges, and hated every moment of
it. The fear, despair, and anxious uncertainty fueled by a real sense that God
was gone or did not care. Challenges of this nature rock my belief in a present
and loving God who cares for each human being. Such experiences force me to
examine my beliefs and look deeper into my life, my thoughts, my experiences,
often grounding this “examination” in a Christian discipline like prayer and
meditation.
Janaro
goes on to write that because one has beliefs one then creates systems of
belief. He compares and contrasts the idea of “spontaneous” unreflective
thought and lifestyle, built off of one’s intuition with the practice of
reflection and examining one’s thoughts. Intuition is certainly a good factor,
it leads to inspiration. But one must always examine one’s intuition, exploring
where one’s beliefs conflict or contradict themselves. Putting our beliefs
together, creating a system, he argues, has huge implications for acquiring greater
self-awareness.
My
daily practice of meditation is not a discipline of self-examination. It is a
practice of silence into which I hope God will speak. Typically God does not
“speak” to me with words or thoughts that rise up in the meditation. God speaks
to me later, as I return to the actions of daily life, refreshed from a
practice of relaxation. This practice is not just about relaxation, it is also
about creating the means by which I can become open and aware of what is going
on around me because I am less tense. I have managed to get off the hamster
wheel of my emotions and reactivity and centered myself in peace. From that
interior place I am able to see and understand more fully. I know I function
better as a human being when I practice daily meditation. And, on those days
when I am feeling particularly stressed out, that says a lot – or rather that
says nothing as I practice the art of keeping my mouth shut and letting the emotions
settle before I speak. Meditation is part of my discipline of earning to
“respond” from a thoughtful place and not “react” from my emotions.
But
in addition to a daily practice of meditation I spend time writing in the
morning. I have found that writing on this blog, on my computer, is a much more
effective method of reflecting than writing by hand. It just works for me. Most
mornings I aim for a little time to read, think, reflect, and write. Examine my
life and consider it from the inside out and outside in.
I
appreciate this book and the manner in which it is connecting my daily
practices with the process of philosophy. I had no idea that what I was doing
was philosophical. I have always thought that one needed to be abstract and
heady and intellectual to be a philosopher. But according to Janaro, that is
not so. One is a philosopher when one practices a process of asking questions,
examining one’s beliefs, searching for conflicts within the beliefs and seeking
to understand them, and working to create a system of belief that guides one’s
life. That is also the “work” of a religious person.
One
reason I returned to church was to anchor myself in a tradition of belief.
Prior to returning to church I engaged in a whole array of “New Age” thought. I
was definitely searching. But what I began to notice in New Age thought was a
lot of, “anything goes” and no real system of belief. Or at least very loose
systems of beliefs that enabled one to believe almost anything one wanted too.
I wanted more. I wanted a system of belief that anchored me and yet still
encouraged me to question, explore, examine, think, and be reflective.
For many
years, due to my Mormon upbringing (and their system of belief) and my little
exposure to Christianity through Southern Baptist revivals (I lived in Texas at
the time, 1970), and the Roman Catholic Church – I was fairly certain that
Christianity held too narrow of a belief system. Which is why I was exploring
alternative forms of spirituality – I wanted a relationship with God that would
sustain me through the challenges of life and help me make sense of it all.
It
still surprises me, at times, twenty-three years later that I found a
progressive form of Christianity. Who knew that such a thing existed?
In
the world around me there are a lot of people who feel the same way I did about
Christianity. The dominant public voice is loud and clear. I find it very sad.
I hope we are changing that paradigm, that people are beginning to be aware
that there are Christian voices that mirror the hopes and ideals of “New Age”
(does anyone use that term anymore? I think not – I think it’s now known as
“Spiritual but not religious”)….but instead of being loosey-goosey in its
beliefs and belief system – Progressive Christianity is anchored in solid
teachings of the historic church.
There is a long history of church thinkers
who support the progressive Christian understanding of Jesus as the fullest
expression of God’s love for humanity. And that the primary belief is: Love
God, love self, and love others as yourself. First and foremost. And the rest
is just food for thought. Perhaps the mystique of knowing is really an
invitation into exploring what it means to be human? The true mystique of
knowing maybe actually be a reminder to love others, and to trust that there is
a Divine being, the creator, who loves us first and from whom we come to
understand the full meaning of love.
For me, this mystique of knowing has come
through being part of the Episcopal Church, an historic Church and community of
faith, that has woven my many loose threads of faith into a rich tapestry of
religion and spirituality.
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It just wasn't enough for me. Go figure....I don't know why...