Blogging Matters

Geoffery Fieger, a smart young lawyer in Detroit MI, was made famous for defending Dr. Jack Kevorkian who was charged and imprisoned for doing assisted suicides. Today Fieger has a TV ad for his law firm, and in it he states “If you don’t stand for something, you stand for nothing”. Kevorkian stood for something and in doing so forced conversations on a hot button issue. Fieger, like a skilled neurosurgeon, fearlessly and creatively defended Kevorkian in a much followed trial. Through it all, we reflected, deepened and grew in our personal, political, religious views.

These words “If you don’t stand for something you stand for nothing” cause me to pause, ponder, and question my own involvement, commitment to beliefs, ideas, and values. I know that sharing in a group, “giving witness” can be affirming and engrains one’s thoughts, beliefs. So what is the hesitation to blog when I have deep beliefs about the value of blogs and like to read what others have written? The answer is likely fear of being open, honest and of being criticized, and yet to speak freely is such a privilege.

So Fieger’s words give me a push. I do some self-talk about my hesitation and with convincing encouragement from a friend, turn to my art and write four Advent reflections.  I learned it requires work, discipline, and sorting around ones deepest thoughts, beliefs, plus doing some weaving of words. All of that stretches one into another level of knowing, being and living.

I am convinced that many of the great speakers and writers who we admire today, such as Carol Zinn csj, Pat Farrell OSF, Beatrice Bruteau and others, are so successful because they read, reflect, pray and process ample information and come out of it all knowing anew, finding new questions and avenues to wonder about, explore. As a result, I suspect they become more fully alive and compelling as speakers/writers/believers.

We each have something we are called to “to stand for” or give a voice to. What continually comes to mind, that speaks to you, amazes you, creates dis-ease? Sharing is fruit of wisdom moving in our midst and helps to awaken our consciousness and experience of God.  We are each a witness by our prayer, reflections, longings, hopes, concerns which makes for great diversity and oneness at a time in our world when we see growing fragmentation and loss of hope. Opportunities abound “to stand for something or nothing”.

Patricia St. Louis, CSJ

Celebration, Family and Poetry

On November 4^th, 2015 Family Service Thames Valley held its 75^th anniversary breakfast celebration and fundraiser. Over 200 people attended the festivities at Western Fair District, Carousel Room. A unique part of this event was an on-the-spot development of a creative piece by a London spoken word poet, Holly Painter. She invited all present to contribute adjectives which describe successful families. She collected all the submissions and used them as the “ingredients” to form the backbone of her poem, “Recipe for Family”. At the conclusion of the celebration, Holly delivered her completed work of art in typical spoken word poet style.

'Recipe for Family'* © Holly Painter 2015

I open the recipe book and search for the ingredients for family. The passed down pages, ear-marked and cherished; there it is: Start with a large mixing bowl with a layer of acceptance, security, and trust as the base. Add two tablespoons of self-love with a matching dash of compassion, four cups of endless patience (if you don't have endless, boundless will do). Next, one and a half cups of fun and laughter will give you a frothy start, stir in some support, like roots, like wings. Now, the most important addition: a bucket of love. You may think a bucket is too much, but trust me on this one. Knead it until it is like a knot, an unbreakable mountain. Put in a pinch of persistent cuddles. Tabasco is optional, but in my opinion every family needs a little bit of spice. Tilt the bowl as you stir, make the ingredients lean on each other, it will make them stronger. Finally, sprinkle on some okra, a binding agent that holds the whole thing together.

Bake at three hundred and sixty degrees, for life. Take a peek as it cooks. You may see your ingredients have risen to look like a family sitting together, a delicious meal spread across the kitchen table. If you glance earlier on, it might appear as a young couple moving into a home they plan to raise their children in, listening to the walls and each other from the heart. You should see lots of laughter and joy, filling the air like the sound of trees when they are hugged or a pet sleeping at your feet. Don't be nervous if your family doesn't look like your neighbour’s. These portraits look different each time because of unique binding, don't worry if your masterpiece spills over the side with some yelling and crying, struggle or strife, it will make old comfort more delicious when you taste it, now taste it. Share it with a friend.

Lastly, be open and creative to add to the equation if it isn't perfect to your heart. Remember this recipe is a work of art.

 * Poem created with audience participation at Family Service Thames Valley's 75th anniversary breakfast fundraising event, November 4th, 2015. www.hollypainterpoetry.com

Jean Moylan CSJ