I suspect this title will not excite people about reading this post and for men may even seem a bit ominous. But I ask you to read on.
I am middle aged. I have lived long enough to see that not everything we try for do we get. I have lived long enough to also learn that you can warn people about dangers and snares that you know about personally, but they have to learn from their own experience. I have lived long enough to learn that all set backs are not permanent, but neither are all victories. I have experienced many loses in my life, starting very young, and I have learned that there are loses that cannot be recouped, out run or redone - they simply must be accepted. Accepted not as a defeat, but as sand inside an oyster, and some as compost for the plants that are coming.
In the book: The Wisdom to Know the Difference: When to Make a Difference and When to Let Go. by Eileen Flanagan she takes the serenity prayer and talks about how we come to terms with it. She notes among other things that most of us are naturally pulled in one direction or the other with it. I certainly recognized for myself that I am pulled to take courage and try to change things..even things like national policy. But one of Eileen's points was that we do have to discern when we need to go the other direction which in my case means when to find serenity by accepting things as they are. I don't recall if this is in her book but to believe that we can change anything is in fact a form of idolatry. It is to believe that we have God like powers.
In a society racked with injustice, and in this country at this moment in history, this would seem an almost impossible task how to be at peace with the world as it is. As a person who is actively working to stop climate change and who is surrounded by other climate change activists who often feel quite frantic about, as joked yesterday: "Repent the world is coming to an end" type feelings. I have learned even with climate change to hold it in spirit. I hold it with a spirit of curiosity, knowing that I do not know how things will turn out. I have learned with great difficulty to practice non-attachment around the outcome. Sometimes I cannot tell if it is simply a slick form or bargaining or denial. But it seems like there is some peace from saying both in the face of hopeful signs and in the sign of terrible signs "I don't know what will happen."
I was so pleased when Wen Stephenson's book: What we are Fighting for now is Each Other, came out. I have not read the book yet. I just love the title. It summed up for me that I cannot be fighting for the outcome but I can always act for Love - the love of Life, the love of the planet and all those on it. I can notice the spiritual practice of non-attachment to outcomes that Buddhism preaches. The Truth is I don't know what will happen; none of us do. As I write this the Lacy Dalton song is singing: "listen to the wind, The only thing you can trust is change." This also summarizes the form of detachment I am talking about.
As a therapist for 23 years now I have had ringside seats at many disasters. Some that my clients were fighting as hard as they could. Others that even as I gently tried to question or discourage they went towards like moth to the flame. But there is nothing like being a therapist to teach you that you are not in charge of other people's lives, you are simply a witness. Hopefully a loving and constructive or supportive witness, but a witness none the less. This then becomes its own spiritual practice of learning to keep handing it back to God even as you pray for others. and yes to keep breathing into your own impotence, to meet the limits of what you can do, or what you should do, to surrender again and still keep your heart open, feel the pain, release the pain, and then do it again.
Joanna Macy likes to ask the question: What have you allowed to break your heart? To break your heart open? This spiritual practice of living into impotence is not for the feint of heart, but it is a powerful spiritual practice. It is is not the same, at all, as giving up or becoming hopeless or helpless. Because inside of this practice is really the turning towards the strength of God, and the wisdom of eternity. Recently I have heard both Native people and a famous civil rights leader say: "We have been here before and we will be here again, we know who we are and we are not giving up". There own familiarity with suffering gives them strength, endurance and resilience. Impotence is about being without power but it is also about how you live into that. Do you live into it as a loss, a humiliation, a defeat, or do you live into it with humility, serenity and hope? Do you live into it alone, isolated on your own terms or do you live into it with Grace and Presence?
