The Imagination of Trees

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Jess

Friday, 20 February 2009

The dreaded word

I had a discussion with some friends on Wednesday about many things but what sticks in my mind is the sheer horror that the term 'Christian' evokes. Hardly anyone admitted to ever using it as a term. One friend said she thinks Christian is a term attributed to us by other people. It is not, for us, anyway a way of referring to ourselves. Most of the people I know at Church, or involved there, would genuinely never use it, those that do would be in the minority. Among my friends it is not a way of referring to ourselves, even the Vicars wouldn't do so.

We established that there is a vast difference between following Christ's teachings, 'being a follower of Christ', or 'being a follower of The Way', or 'being in Christ' and being referred to as a Christian. But despite all this, some of us would put it on a form under 'Religion', because it is then generally understood that we are not following any other Religious system. As always with labels it is more effective in defining what we are not, than what we are. Speaking for myself, filling in a form is the only time I would use this term and this is because there is no room for lengthy sentences in those little boxes. I might put 'Anglican' though, because this gives an even clearer idea of what I am not.

The word 'Christian' is now popularly understood to be synonymous with brutal bigotry, hypocrisy and a general rejection of Christ's teachings to 'Love one another as ourselves'. It makes people cringe and flee. My worst nightmare is the person who announces their arrival with 'Hello I'm Johnny...and I'm a Christian', as though anyone were remotely interested, or worse still, the person who pronounces that 'because I'm a Christian I care about 'x, y or z', as though no one else is capable of any form of caring.

The term Christian has been hijacked by the loud-voiced Fundamentalists who peddle ignorant their ignorant, cruel creeds of discrimination and terror. Although clearly this is not new, because throughout history the loudest voices have been the ones we have heard. The Liberal Philanthropists, the transformative musicians, the architects and charity workers, the willing volunteers, the kind, the compassionate, the human have largely lost their claim to be Christian. They are not remembered as motivated by Christ's teachings in the way, for example the Crusaders are remembered for being motivated to kill by a mis-reading of Christ's teaching. We have had Christian Suffragettes, Christian Anti-Slavery campaigners, Christian hospital builders, Christian University establishers, Christian artists, Christian Sculptors, Christian Composers and Christian Reformers. The work Christian has largely been taken from these people who openly and proudly proclaimed themselves Christian and given to people whose view of the world narrows with time. The deep humanity and contribution to society that Christians have unarguably made along with our other Religious brothers and sisters eclipsed as it is by Conservative, prohibitive, inhibiting legalism is largely considered to be the result of secular rationalism.

My own religion in the media is presented as representing the things I most despise. There is good reason for this and it makes it very difficult to be proud of our label.

I would settle for being a Follower of The Way or In Chirst...but that makes me sound like a freak as well.


Off for a massage...

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New Year at Glasshampton Franciscan Friary

New Year at Glasshampton Franciscan Friary
Tapping the Ice

Iona

Iona

My original introduction

This photo was taken by my husband Graham on Iona. It is important here because it represents the way in which my Mum's death and funeral offered me healing. It marks a point at which I have decided, as she did, to be fully myself and live every moment given to me as fruitfully as I can. As part of this I wanted to start a 'new thing' and start allowing people to see more of my writing and therefore live my life more openly.
This blog is a response to the insights so many shared at Mum's funeral. I discovered there that my Mum was so much more than simply my Mum. She was never a saint, had many flaws, she could be frustrating and difficult like me. But I realise that these things were tiny when balanced next to her capacity for living and for giving. What emerged from her funeral was an image of a woman whose appetite for life and for quality of life was remarkable. She was entirely herself with everyone, whatever the cost. She gave all that she had to the people she loved, she fed us, nurtured us and showed us that every detail of every day was a blessing.
I am giving you my writing as part of the fruits of my life and person in honour of her memory and continued presence in my life. It is a risk I am now willing to take. She has given me the courage to live my life boldly.
When my Mum was dying I went to the Cathedral and imagined her saying goodbye at the side of an expanse of water. In my imagination there was a boat waiting for her to depart. In my mind I urged her to get in her boat, turn her back on us all, never look back and hope for the light on the other side of the water.
The boat story of Jesus telling terrified disciples not to be afraid in the storm and calming the waves has always been comfort to me in the storms of my life. There are so many ways of looking at the symbolic meaning of a boat.
For me this photo speaks to me about a song called 'Lord you have come to the lakeside' and in it there is a line. 'Now my boat's left on the shoreline behind me; by your side, I will seek other seas.' It is a line which kept coming to me as a friend of mine sat at her Aunt's bedside in her final hours. I sang it for her and her partner as they said their goodbyes as a prayer for them, because I knew how much they liked it. I think it began to speak to me too. When I urged my Mum to the other shore it seemed that her boat was only her own and no one could be in it with her. In her death I do feel called to 'seek other seas' as a new beginning with which to honour her departing.

Books I'm reading & books I've just read

  • The New Black; Mourning and Melancholia by Daniel Leader
  • The Time Travellers Wife
  • Retribution by Maureen Duffy
  • The Summer Book by Tove Janson
  • Voice Over by Celine Curiol
  • Perfume by Patrick Siskund
  • Loads of Alan Bennett's writings
  • Writing Home by Alan Bennett
  • A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian
  • Salmon Fishing in The Yemen
  • Engelby, Sebastian Faulks
  • The Lolipop Shoes; Joanne Harris
  • The Prospect of Heaven: Musings of an Enquiring Believer, Frederick Levison
  • The Courage to Connect; Becoming all we Can Be, Rosemary Lain-Priestley

About my Writing

My writing tends towards the poetic, it has also been described as filmic. It is intensely personal and seeped in Christian imagery and thinking. I think it is spiritual writing in that it is rooted in the belief that there is a God and that God is very real to us in this time and place on earth. I write because it is something I am unable to live without. I write because it is healing and therapeutic. I write out of instinct and because I am by nature 'a writer'. I write for myself and for others that I know and love. I write for specific occasions and for purposes as well as for its own sake. Writing is a pleasure for me.
I write sporadicallly and as the mood takes me, it is not a disciplined exercise but something which emerges from my soul when it needs to be created. I have been astonished to find that people around me need my writing. They ask for what I have written and they ask for more. This blog is an attempt to meet that demand, not because I feel pressured to do so, but because God has given me a gift and it is begging to be used. People are asking me to us this gift fruitfully.
I think my writing is healing in its nature, it is soulful and intimate, it reaches places within us which we do not understand and it sometimes moves people to tears. It doesn't seem that writing like this is a productive or lucrative affair. It is not a 'niche market', it is not designed for profit or thought through in any sense. This approach would disable it.

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Love me best when I deserve it least for it is then that I need it most

Beyond the Archipelago

Beyond the Archipelago
Foxtrot