Good Morning, God!
Yesterday was one of those FULL days that I may never digest properly. There are just too many images and feelings and thoughts. The morning was filled with two more Forums — one on the “future” of print media and another on 9/11 ten years later. That was where I finally realized that we failed to see it coming — not just because of a “Failure of Imagination” but because before we could imagine, we had to UNLEARN.
Unlearning is close to impossible unless you go and get help from someone OUTSIDE your culture/mindset. Now, that requires humility, God! And, I am thinking of America — but, of course, I ought to be applying that to my own life. Hmmm.
Five years ago I marched with Kit in the P-rade and experienced it in a very special way. Joan had blown up the Sports Illustrated cover of her husband and Kit playing their trombones in the Princeton Band. We carried those posters next to our husbands as they played their trombones in their class’s “Born Again Band.” it was an amazing experience! They sounded great!
This reunion, Joan is undergoing medical treatment. And so I chose to “watch” and not to march. I suspect watching is an activity that tips us toward becoming outsiders. At least, that is what happened to me, God. And this morning I talked with Kit about WHY didn’t his band PLAY more often? It turns out that the professional musician and conductor had NOT played in a marching band! He didn’t know that marching bands are started by “rolloffs” — a drum roll that lets the musicians start without the conductor. What a hash! They — the players — ought to have explained it to him. But, he was The Leader and as such he was separated by specialness.
Perhaps, God, it is the Horrible Awareness that this happens OVER and OVER AGAIN in our various worlds that makes yesterday so difficult to digest. Then, of course, there is the fact we will HAVE to change if we are to survive — let alone, thrive! Can we change as a culture. Can we unlearn something so basic — and for so long, so useful?
Can I change? Can I SIT in Centering Prayer and give You opportunities to change me? Aargh! Please, God, help me — help us all!