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Sunday, June 13, 2010

Weekend Away, Take III

On this, my third weekend "retreat," the VSC community was actually on a retreat. We had our third and final "renewal weekend," returning to Dittmer where we made our first retreat. This time, however, rather than wandering through the woods and sitting out by the pond, I spent the majority of the time with my feet or my whole self in the pool right outside our retreat house.

The weekend focused on moving on : what would we bring with us and what would we leave behind? What would we need for the future? We even decorated shoes to help us on our journey into the next part of life! Meemaw is very artsy and hers turned out looking like something that could end up in a store. My other housemates have the patience and skill to make nice looking shoes. Lacking in both, I ended up with decent shoes, but unsatisfied with my own handicraft. Sometimes it's good to know where your gifts don't lie.

I counted Wisconsin as a "retreat" -- while not a retreat proper, it did get me away from St. Louis and some of the influences and preoccupations in my life. I'm counting the Vincentian convocation next week as one as well. So that makes enough retreats that pretty soon I should be in full-out surrender.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Update on Grad School

I got some good news from the two grad schools I am considering for next year (i.e. Fall 2011!). Neither Franciscan University in Steubenville (Ohio) nor the Catholic University of America (in DC) needs a decision this summer if I am going to enroll in '11! Both will let me defer for 2 semesters without needing to know for-sure if I'm choosing them.

This delay isn't just a practice in procrastination and avoiding decisions. I have not visited either campus and I have never even been near Steubenville. Now I will be able to visit and make an informed decision.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

More on Lady Gaga

"Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you’re wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn’t love you anymore."

One of my favorite women of all time said that [sarcasm alert!]. You guessed it -- Lady Gaga! She speaks here very powerfully about two things that keep me up at night : the search for a vocation and cynicism.

As I mentioned Monday, I spent this past weekend at the Catholics on Call conference, learning about discernment and different types of vocations. When discerning a vocation, we make decisions based on where God is calling us, but we find this place through our gifts, our desires, and other people. Some people are called to religious life; others are called to the lay world.

This year, I have met several amazing women who have chosen the single life in order to give their full hearts to their ministries. At one point, I was scared that being called to lay ministry would doom me to a single life. Or destine or fate or call. Then it stopped being a fear and stopped being a destiny. It was just an unspoken, unrecognized underlying assumption of what is "most likely to happen" if I go down certain career paths.

I wasn't just reacting to a handful of beautiful single women. Women raised after the Sexual Revolution, women my age and somewhat older, have heard all our lives that we can "have it all." Career, husband, children, social life, everything a girl can dream of. And then, as these girls who were raised to "have it all" got older, something changed. Women began to drop out of the workforce! A journalist noticed this and called it the "Opt-Out Revolution." Then Pamela Stone, a sociologist, in the way of sociologists, questioned the veracity of the title and explored women's agency in the choice of dropping out. Stone noticed that high-powered, high-paid women were leaving the work-force, but that many external factors influenced this "choice." It wasn't, as the journalist had assumed, that women wanted to get back into the kitchen.

Other sociologists, of course, noted that Stone paid attention only to a specific demographic of women who could afford to drop out. Many women had always done both family and career and had no choice but to do so. And so the debate began and carries on in the sociology of gender. Meanwhile, women who are less obsessed than I with academic questions quietly note from the example of friends, sisters, mentors, aunts, mothers, and acquaintances that we have been fed a myth. No one can have it all.

Maybe that sounds cynical. (Didn't I mention cynicism earlier?) But it isn't meant to be. Everything requires sacrifice. Everything. I sacrificed pancakes for breakfast this morning in order to have oatmeal. A tiny, tiny sacrifice to be sure. I sacrificed a year at home with friends and family to spend a year in St. Louis learning to love other people. A sacrifice I would not change. The same thing happens in a woman's life (and a man's) when she tries to build a life with a family and a career. It's not a bad thing -- it's life.

So. Lady Gaga. She does quite a number with language there. You can "follow your dreams" or "follow a man." Obviously here, a woman's "dreams" are career dreams. Now, I have no dream of being Lady Gaga, or a career field close to hers. I do not limit my dreams to what my job will be. This weekend, I ended up with more questions and strategies than answers and lessons, but I did learn this : that it's okay to have dreams about parts of my life other than career. Family, friendships, spirituality -- it's okay to dream. Pursuing one's career is not the same as following one's dreams.

Now, I am the type of woman who would never follow a man anywhere without a ring on her finger. However, once again, Lady Gaga offers a false equivalency. Choosing to love someone, choosing to make career sacrifices for another human person does not mean abandoning one's dreams. As I said earlier, sacrifice is everywhere. What's more, it is completely necessary for love. Our society has this crazy notion that love is easy. It's not. As a good friend once said, love means "our mutual sacrifices bring each other closer to God." Building relationship with someone, whether a friendship or a romantic relationship, requires making decisions based on that someone. That doesn't mean you're following them or ruining your "own" life.

Despite all this, my first instinct to Lady Gaga's comment was to agree. I caught myself -- What are you doing, Beth?! -- and my instincts put me on guard. Why did I want to back up such a dreary life view? Enter cynicism. It's easier not to have intimacies and dreams, because then we don't risk being hurt or being disappointed. But the life of a cynic is lonely. If we don't engage in sacrificial relationships, we keep everyone at a distance. We reject the intimacy for which we are created. This rejection doesn't mean keeping everyone 100 yards away. If we keep people at an arm's length (a mistake I make), we keep them out of hugging distance. We were made to be intimate and relational. We need to love and be loved.

Someone should tell Lady Gaga that your career will never wake up and tell you, "I love you."

Monday, June 7, 2010

Oil Spill Immigrants

I recently discovered that two of my favorite sources of humor, xkcd and Stephen Colbert, have a similar vision. A day or so ago, this appeared on xkcd (#748):


The image of the wall of alligators immediately reminded me of one of my favorite images from Colbert. (The map didn't hurt either. It's relatively the same part of the world.) Colbert first brings it up here -- go to 2:00 and listen to him.


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I don't understand the fascination with flames and large reptiles... maybe it goes back to boyhood dreams of dinosaurs? I'm not sure. The crocodiles keep coming back up for Colbert. I enjoy the whole clip for him and would recommend finding the mouse-over text for xkcd. It's always worthwhile.

Things Called Fairy Tales

I read an article today that I want to pass on. Those in favor of legalized abortion often point to the "hard cases" as reasons to have abortion on demand.

This article tells the story of Andrea Bocelli, who was just that : a "hard case," a child who was likely to be born with a disability. I enjoyed this story and the fact that it isn't a miracle story. He is blind. But he is a gifted, valuable, vocal man, no less so because of his blindness. We none of us are any less because of our defects and imperfections.

Some hard cases are more dramatic than others : the odds of certain birth conditions can be more certain, and some disabilities are more drastic than others. Yet, Bocelli's story reminds us that that no human story can be anticipated before birth. Each child in the womb, as much as each child in a first grade classroom, is a vast universe of possibilities and unknown future paths. Being at risk for, or having, a disability does not diminish their value.

Indeed, to suggest as much speaks to the dignity of people who have been born already who have handicaps. Would you really tell Beethoven that he has less value because he is deaf? Or the young boy with the mental handicap who tries so hard at school and fails with a smile on his face? We are so quick to ascribe value according to a utilitarian standard that we forget humanity is a value unto itself, and one that cannot be measured.

"Tell Me, What Will You Do"

This past weekend, I traveled to Chicago with Ana, Em, and Triss for the Catholics on Call conference at the Catholic Theological Union. The conference focused on discernment of vocation : not just as to state of life, but as to type of ministry. Really, though, it provided the tools to discern anywhere, at anytime in life.

We spent four(ish) days there with about 30 other Catholic young adults who had an interest in discerning. Telling the story of the conference will require more than one post, but here are the basics :

We listened a lot. Sr. Barbara Reid, OP; Bishop Morneau (Auxiliary Bishop of the Diocese of Green Bay); Fr. Robin Ryan, CP; and a panel of people from various walks of life spoke to us about various elements of vocations and discernment. We also had the chance to visit a ministry site -- either Misericordia (for people with disabilities) or Harmony, Hope, and Healing (for homeless mothers). We were divided into tables for small group discussions and reflections. We prayed (adapted) Morning and Evening Prayers and had Mass together. Those were the official bits of programming.

But, as with any retreat (even though this officially was not one), a huge portion of the experience came from the other people. Because I knew my three housemates coming in, as well as one friend from home, I had a different experience than some of the other participants. I had the honor of meeting some amazing new people, each of whom had a valuable and fascinating story, and the joy of spending time with people whom I already loved.

My dear readers will have to wait to hear content and conclusions from the conference, but I will say that I walked out with more questions than answers... and that might be okay.