“Cease,
anxious world..”
Georges
Etheredge
This
year I feel my soul and my body crack and give way in a terrible clash between
facts and imperatives; theory and practice; law and love; things as they are and
things “as they should be”.
“You
should not be doing this”
“I
don’t want you to feel that way”.
“It
shouldn’t be like this”
This
is the kind of expressions I just quit, as one quits a boring and tiresome job.
Any
idea of “how it should be” is necessarily a brainy generalization based on
partial experience and partial knowledge, on cultural and family conditioning; rooted
in our personal psychological limitations, blind spots, pitfalls and other manifestations of the original sin. These generalizations are simply security
supports to a mind that is, for the above mentioned reasons, struggling against
the reality of life instead of accepting it simply as it is.
Now,
of course we can not see anything “as it is”, ultimately – everything that is
perceived is perceived through our minds, our psyche, our senses, which mediate
the reality in a way that, paradoxically, reveals and conceals it at the same
time. Reveals, because the glorious creation is made to receive truth;
conceals, because the glory of the creation is partially disabled, darkened,
weakened by sin*. Given this mediation through the corrupted mind and senses, the
reality of life, human beings and situations cannot be fully perceived and
known; and therefore, to pretend that we can decide “how it should be” is
wishful thinking.
This
is why to me the intense plea “it shouldn’t be that way!” begs a dispassionate shrug.
I am not interested in virtualities and imaginary worlds – unless they are
clearly fictional “secondary worlds” of a good novel, of course. I know that the
ultimate knowledge of life is beyond my scope, because I am only a finite human
being. I am ready to accept making mistakes and erring, in the darkness of my
partial knowledge, because what I desire is not a comforting conformity to the imaginary rules, but full
and unconditional acceptance of life as it is – a unique paradoxical experience
given to me here and now, within the frame of my own limitations and those of
my partners; an experience that is not to be grasped by imperatives and definitions, but perceived,
received, and known, however partially, by love.
*Sin here is not being understood as a fault to be
punished for, but as a pathology to be healed of. Significantly the Hebrew word “sin” means
literally “missed target” -- not a sound about guilt, so dear to our Churches.
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