Sunday, October 11, 2009
Everyone on the Camino, even those walking for adventure, a cheap vacation, or some vague and abstract spiritual reason have an interior journey in addition to the exterior one. I have blogged about some of the highlights of the exterior journey and my reaction to them. I haven´t blogged about the interior journey because -well - it is just that, interior. I hazard this one blog post on the interior journey because I sense that it might resonate with some of our readers.
For the past several days a reality has been imposing itself on me. The question that pressed on my mind was ¨what keeps me from responding completely to God´s all embracing love?¨ I thought this was an odd question because the answer seemed obvious - my selfishness, my disordered passions and desires, in short my sinfullness kept me from falling completely and madly in love with Love Himself. But, a different answer came, and it seems to correspond with my reality. It is not so much my selfishness, my disordered passions and desires, my sin that keep me from God. Instead, it is my unwillingness to come to God in my brokeness, in my proverty, with my selfishness and disordered passions and desires that only He can heal. I reflected on the story of Adam and Eve in the garden - after they ate of the forbidden fruit, they hid from God in their naked shame.
How often do I foolishly try to hide from God in my shame and guilt when this is precisely the time I ought to run to Him. After all, God became one of us and experienced our poverty. As He hung on the cross naked and broken, He beckoned all of us to embrace our weakness and come to Him that He might heal that weakness in His time, not mine. I don´t have to dress myself up for God, I should come as I am - a broken, impoverished, naked human being - someone who cannot offer God praise until He opens my lips. (Psalm 51) This I think is the Little Way taught by that great doctor Therese whose memorial we observed at the beginning of the month.
Enough of the public broadcast of the interior journey. I offered my walk on Thursday, Oct. 8 for the healing of ideological divisions within the Church, Friday, Oct. 9 for an increase in solid vocations to marriage (and Family), the priesthood, and religiousn life, Saturday, Oct. 10 for a special young man and all others, whether civilian or military, traumatized in body and soul by the wages of war, and Sunday, Oct. 11 for the healing of all troubled marriages. I´ll offer my walking tomorrow, Monday, Oct. 12 for all of our law students.
I am now two days out of Burgos and deep in the Mesata (high plains might be a good description). If you like numbers, I have walked roughly 210 miles since starting in St. Jean Pied de Port, France on Sept. 29. And, I have 290 miles until Santiago, which I hope to reach on Oct. 31, with a rest day in Leon next Sunday. The Mesata, especially in the fall, speaks of solitude with villages far and few between the poor soils ploughed after the harvest. The town I stayed in last night has a resident population of 100. I had a wonderful dinner with my Polish friend Kristof before mass. This morning I met a guy who graduated from George Mason´s law school this year and is still awaiting his Virginia bar results. He is also a Colorado Buffs fan but wouldn´t bet me on the outcome of the Texas-Colorado game.
One reader asked how my body is holding up. I guess they are worried about a 49 year old fat guy walking the equivalent of I-35 from the Oklahoma border to the Texas border. Well, my chances of getting a heart attack would be much greater staying home and watching Notre Dame finish football games this season than walking 20-40 kilometers a day across Spain. Seriously, I have been very fortunate. The first week I had terrible chafing, I went to the Farmacia, got some cream, and am doing much better. I have had two blisters (one self-inflicted when I hit the back of my bare heel on a step), but they haven´t bothered me. My biggest problem of late is soreness/throbbing/trauma in my feet during the last 5 or 10 K a day. Only the Chicago Marathon caused such pain. Half-marathons are like a walk in the park compared to this. But, once again, on the advice of my wife and son who have both done the Camino, I went to the Farmacia, got some creme and the feet have been much better since. Please continue to keep me in your prayers.
Friday, October 9, 2009
MOJ readers in NYC next weekend might be interested in the Burunat Memorial Lecture, "The Beauty of Justice: Community Muralism and Social Change," featuring Marueen O'Connell of Fordham's Theology Department, on Sunday October 18, 2009, 4:00 pm at Fordham's Lincoln Center Campus, 113 W. 60th St., NY NY. Be sure to RSVP because I don't think the space is huge, 718-817-3240. Here's the blurb:
"She will examine the ethical and aesthetic implications of community murals in Philadelphia. Most of this wall-sized art is facilitated by the city’s Mural Arts Program in collaboration with marginalized populations throughout the city—including neighborhoods plagued by concentrated poverty, truant or delinquent youth, and incarcerated people. Her research shows how community art conveys ideas about what it means to be human living in community and about how to see and understand what human flourishing is."
In case you are not in NYC, here's an interview with O'Connell focusing on her Mural Arts Program research. And this is also a way to take issue with Rick's surmisal that Nicole Stelle Garnett's book on "Ordering the City" has little to do with the Catholic Legal Theory project. So there.
When I last posted, I had finished a hard day in the rain. It rained for much of yesterday also, but I was doing much better. 9 and a half hours of sleep will do that. I was sleeping in an Albergue recommended by my son, Christopher, and his wife, Mary, in Belorado next to the Church. This year, it is being run by Swiss friends of the Camino. My Swiss host came in at 7:30 Thursday morning to tell me it was past time to get up. The Austrian priest two beds down was sitting on the bed so I thought I wasn´t the only late sleeper. But, in reality, the priest (who will celebrate 50 years of priesthood in 2011) was on his way out the door.
After a breakfast of bread and jam provided by our hosts, I headed out into the rain. As usual, I enjoyed the solitude. As with the previous day, we were walking through rolling hills of barley, wheat, and potato - all harvested. The first half of the day was a gentle climb from 775 meters to 950 meters. The rest of the day was spent walking through pine and oak mountain forests as we climbed steeply from 950 meters to 1150 meters.
I spent the night last night in San Juan de Ortega, a small village built around an Augustinian monastary founded by San Juan in 1150 for the purposes of hosting pilgrims in this isolated badland area just west of Burgos where bandits would prey on pilgrim. Following a tradition dating back to 1150, I ate the wonderful garlic soup provided by my hosts after mass. After dinner, the Austrian priest, two Norwegians, and I had a glass of wine before turning in around 9pm.
This morning the whether turned cooler, and I put in long pants, long sleeves, and an outer layer for the first time. After a 25K walk, I am now in Burgos, staying next to its magnificent cathedral. More later... I am off to explore the city.
In addition to Steve and Amy's reassurances, another thing that should help me sleep easier is my conviction that the Church has for decades been way ahead of most feminist legal theorists in recognizing that the urgency in issues related to workplace restructuring to accomodate family life does NOT arise from the situations for whom decisions about working or parenting are truly a matter of choice, but rather the situations of those without choices.
Among the "revelations" in an op ed by Judith Warner in today's New York Times called "The Choice Myth":
Last week, The Washington Post ran a front-page story that said most stay-at-home moms aren’t S.U.V.-driving, daily yoga-doing, latte-drinking white, upper-middle-class women who choose to leave their high-powered careers to answer the call to motherhood. Instead, they are disproportionately low-income, non-college educated, young and Hispanic or foreign-born; in other words, they are women whose horizons are greatly limited and for whom the cost of child care, very often, makes work not a workable choice at all.
These findings, drawn from a new report by the Census Bureau, really ought to lead us to reframe our public conversations about who mothers are and why they do what they do. It should lead us away from all the moralistic bombast about mothers’ “choices” and “priorities.” It should get us thinking less about choice, in fact, and make us focus more on contingencies — the objective conditions that drive women’s lives. And they should propel us to think about the choices that we as a society must make to guarantee that the best possible opportunities are available for all families.
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Why this matters — and why opening this topic up for discussion is important — is very clear: because our public policy continues to rest upon a fictitious idea, eternally recycled in the media, of mothers’ free choices, and not upon the constraints that truly drive their behavior. “If journalism repeatedly frames the wrong problem, then the folks who make public policy may very well deliver the wrong solution,” is how E. J. Graff, the associate director and senior researcher at Brandeis University’s Schuster Institute for Investigative Journalism once put it in the Columbia Journalism Review. “If women are happily choosing to stay home with their babies, that’s a private decision. But … [i]t’s a public policy issue if schools, jobs and other American institutions are structured in ways that make it frustratingly difficult, and sometimes impossible, for parents to manage both their jobs and family responsibilities.”
It looked, not so long ago, as though things were going to change. Barack Obama made increasing women’s work/life choices and providing more supports for working families a cornerstone of his campaign. All those lofty ideals, though, seem to have been forgotten in the realities of this recession, where plans to expand universal pre-K, paid family leave and subsidies for child care have gone the way of state budget revenues. Even workfare, The Times reported this week, is being scrapped in California in favor of old-style no-work welfare, because it’s been deemed too costly to give poor mothers job skills while providing decent child care.
In Fresno County, one of the first places in California where welfare recipients are being told about the policy change, which is voluntary for now, the new regulations aren’t being viewed as good news.
“Especially when you have kids, you can’t just sit around and collect checks,” one mother told The Times. For now, 90 percent of beneficiaries in Fresno County are choosing to keep working and receiving child care subsidies.
When mothers can choose, they choose self-empowerment. Because they know that there is no true difference between their advancement and the advancement of their children. Why do we so enduringly deny them the dignity of choice?
You all might enjoy this interview with our own Lisa Schiltz, published in the Focolare's monthly magazine, Living City, about the gift that her son Peter is for their family, and more broadly about the challenge those who are disabled and dependent in various ways pose for a legal system that emphasizes individual autonomy.
Lisa, like Steve I am not losing any sleep either, I think Cardinal George's observations about the law are actually an argument for how important and necessary is our project to reflect on how the Catholic tradition can help to humanize and contextualize law and law practice.
Cardinal George’s rant about lawyers is obvious hyperbole
(though we have in some areas an excessively litigious society). It is just
false to say that if you are not a lawyer, you are on the outside. Most
Americans live most of their lives with almost no contact with lawyers. But
society needs law and some of that law needs to be intrusive in the business
world. It is important that such laws be just. Honest and intelligent people
disagree about what justice and fairness entail. It is not folly to worry about
how law should regulate the power arrangements of a society. One can engage in
those worries while regretting the excessive power of lawyers in some areas.