‘Long now’ weekend pics…

We have had a lovely weekend.

We set up Aoradh’s ‘Long now’ installation (developed for Greenbelt Festival last year) on Dunoon pier.

We spent Friday evening and Saturday morning setting up the lovely old Victorian room in a wooden building on the end of the pier. Considering we set the thing up in one hour for Greenbelt, this was luxury indeed!

The installation was then open to the public all day Saturday. One couple in particular will live in our memory. They were visiting Dunoon for the day to say goodbye to their grandmother, who was dying in the hospice. Whilst waiting for the ferry wondering what to do to pass an hour, they came into the worship space. And found themselves considering their life line, in the context of the certain knowledge that they would not see their grandmother again in this life. It is almost as if we set up this thing over the weekend just for them! May their times be blessed…

Today, we met for a meal in the holy space- then we sang some songs and Audrey led us through communion. I love these times… and as I have said before, the setting up and breaking down is worship for me.

So- some pictures…

‘Long now’ worship space, Dunoon pier, tomorrow…

We are just back from setting up the space on Dunoon pier for tomorrows Aoradh ‘Long now’ worship event…

It is always such a lovely place to be- an old wooden pavilion, spilling over with light (in fact often too much light, we have to mask off the windows.) Setting up and breaking down of the spaces we have set up there has always been a huge part of the pleasure of the thing. It is a time of companionship, laughter, shared meals and just the occasional moments of irritation as we all have our different understanding of how things should be done…

This is what the long now is about- if you are in the area, please come!

Welcome to ‘The long now’

You are invited to participate in a journey through time.

As you travel, you will make your own mark- your own timeline.

You will stop at stations symbolising-

  • GEOGRAPHICAL time
  • HISTORICAL time
  • LIFE time…

Wherever we stand- whatever our perspective- we are standing in the NOW.

It is always NOW.

You will be invited to linger in this holy space that God gave us- NOW.

Finally you will be asked to think about the future;

the NOWs still being given to us, like gifts to unwrap.

In all these things

May we be learning to be grateful for the past

To participate graciously in the present

And to live in hope for the future.

The Varieties of Religious Experience…

Another interesting discussion on the radio this morning courtesy of Melvin Bragg’s programme ‘In Our Time’.

It centred around the work of Doctor, psychologist and ‘natural theologist’ William James– brother of novelist Henry James.

In 1901 William James began a series of lectures in Edinburgh, which came to be collected together as a book entitled ‘The Varieties of Religious Experience’.

It seems to me that James is of our time more than his. The modern obsession with logic and scientific reason- as the proper object and arbiter of all human endeavour- has been eroded by the events of the end of the 20th Century. Perhaps above all the fact that science has not delivered answers to the human condition, but rather has brought  us huge environmental, moral and ethical problems that we all live in the shadow of- Ozone holes, radiation, global warming, the failure of free market economics etc.

In a world where the Zeitgeist was (and perhaps still is) overwhelmingly concerned with the rational and logical, even our approach to religion, James stood out as proposing a totally different way to understand faith. Rather than focus on doctrine and dogma, solidified and codified within religious texts, or in the institutions of faith, he suggested that only valid way to understand faith was in individual subjective experience. He went further and suggested that the faith experience was at the heart of what it meant to be human- and to understand this was to understand better who we are.

This led James to investigate mystical experiences, including by using hallucinogenic drugs. He was less interested in whether faith was ‘true’, or whether God existed, but more in the effect and usefulness that transcendent experience had on those who experienced it. This individualistic and self-centred version of religious seeking feels very post modern.

“Not God”, James states, “but life, more life, a larger, richer, more satisfying life, is, in the last analysis, the end of religion.”

James was also interested in how personality and ‘spiritual health’ interacted with our choice of faith (which resonates with this post) and he spent a lot of his time in the lectures discussing people who had undergone conversion experiences.

A couple of quotes from here

James recognized a pattern in conversion experiences. It tended to happen when people were so low that they just ‘gave up’, the vacuum of hope providing space for revelation. The religious literature is full of stories along these lines, in which the constrictions and negative aspects of the ego are finally discarded; one begins to live only for others or for some higher goal. The compensation for becoming dependent upon God is a letting go of fear, and it is this that makes conversion such a liberating experience. It is the fearlessness and sense of absolute security in God that gives the convert their breathtaking motivation. An apparently perfectly normal person will give up everything and become a missionary in the jungle, or found a monastery in the desert, because of a belief. Yet this invisible thing will drastically change their outward circumstances, which led James to the unavoidable conclusion that for such a person, their conversion or spiritual experience was a fact, indeed more real than anything which had so far happened in their lives.

James acknowledged that science would be forever trying to blow away the obscuring mists of religion, but in doing so it would totally miss the point. Science could only ever talk in the abstract, but personal spiritual experience was the more powerful precisely because it is subjective. Spirituality is about the emotions and the imagination and the soul – and to a human being these are everything.

I find myself both in sympathy and at odds with James- in much the same way as I am with the pluralist times we live in. For him, religion was about personal transformative experience, a little akin to a piece of remarkable cognitive behavioural therapy. God became portable and useful- perhaps even something to be cherished as a way of giving life direction and meaning.

But I have this feeling that the Lion of Judah is no tame lion…

Yvonne sings about tiny things

I saw this clip recently, from Yvonne Lyon– who is a wonderful singer and a lovely person who comes from just over the water from us. Thought it was time to give her a shout…

She and her husband David will be at Solas if you want to hear more…

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Solas festival…

It is not too late to get tickets to SOLAS.

Solas is a Scottish faith and arts based festival which will be taking place over the 25th-27th of June, at Whiston, near Biggar. If you can support this festival- please do, as it is something that could be really important for the future landscape of faith in this country.

This is the first of what is hoped to be a a series of such festivals- and owes its origin to Greenbelt Festival in England. Here is the full programme-

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iPood…

I have been doing a lot of ‘wild’ camping over the last few years- often in places where poo-ing in porcelain is just not an option.

The rudiments of alfresco defecation have been dealt with in great detail in this book, so I will not revisit them here- much (I am sure) to your blessed relief.

However, I saw this product today, and it made me laugh…

Introducing- the iPood!

The strongest, lightweight, compact camp trowel in the world. Use it to deposit solid human waste in a hole dug 10-15 cm deep and at least 100 metres from water-bodies, camp, tracks, and watercourses. Being collapsible and lightweight, you can carry it anywhere and it even comes with a its own sack. It’s cleverly designed handle can store a gas lighter – or more realistically toilet paper. So don’t be shy, poo with pride!

Surely litigation is inevitable? Perhaps they should have a strapline like this-

Dump on those overpriced shiny electronics- get yourself a gadget guaranteed to supply the best downloads ever!

Suitable alternative toilet related captions gratefully accepted!

(I would like to make it clear that in no way does thisfragiletent endorse this product- should Apple decide to send their lawyers in my direction!)

Ordinary…

We have just had a lovely weekend.

In many ways an ORDINARY weekend- and none the less lovely for that.

We had a lovely barbecue with friends on Saturday night to celebrate Michaela’s other birthday-

My brother Steve, his wife Kate and wee Jamie stayed over night, and we spent most of the day in Benmore Gardens, where they were having their open day- craft stalls, plants, music- and lots of sunshine.

We set up a game of cricket with some sticks as stumps and a piece of log as a bat. Lovely.

In the exhibition area in Benmore, there is an exhibition by the late Tim Stead, sculptor/carver/furniture maker/poet.

He died in 2000 aged only 48 after a long illness. This from his obituary in the Guardian

Stead made furniture for galleries, castles, cathedrals and even for Pope John Paul II for his visit to Murrayfield in 1981, yet it was the open intuitive, untutored response of ordinary people that most nourished him. People delighted in his work’s warm honesty and wanted to live with it.

That word ‘ordinary’ again. There is little that is ordinary about the wonderful pieces that Stead made. All that burr elm with its twisted and painful complexity- polished and oiled into something incredibly beautiful. joints and hinges engineered out of a knuckle of wood. Chairs fashioned out of staves of wood to look like the backbone of some long distant creature. But still it is all functional- utilitarian- ordinary.

Like today.

Happy (other) birthday Michaela!

Today is Michaela’s unofficial birthday!

She decided to cancell her last one as it fell the day after the loss of her step father Robert. He is missed.

But today is a day for her.

Join us for a barbecue if you are local- here, 6.30ish.

The sun darkened for a while

And we grieved

But the clouds can never

Hang for long

On you my love

You warm them away

With a smile

And they retreat

In defeat

Before you-

My summer sun

And should the shadows cast a sadness

Let us remember…

Being grateful

For today the world will turn

Around you

A little

And I am held still

In this glorious

Gravity

I make some political predictions…

Many years ago as an undergraduate, I studied politics.

It was the time of the labour split, and the formation of a new party called the SDP– later to merge with the Liberal party. The SDP won a few by-elections, and I remember writing essays on how this signalled a real change in British politics- a move to a three party race, and possibly the inevitable move towards proportional representation in our voting system.

Well perhaps I was premature. But the debates then are being aired again…

There was an interesting article in the Guardian discussing the Israeli system of government- with successive hung parliaments making decisive policy making next to impossible, and political alliances and wheeler-dealing the norm.

But what do I know? It would certainly make life interesting!

So, given my obvious lack of insight and expertise I thought it would be fun to make a few predictions…

  • We are going to have a minority Conservative government held together by a vague alliance with the Lib Dems. The alliance will be bought by the promise of a referendum on proportional representation.
  • This will create turmoil in the Tory party, as PR is unlikely to serve them well (in terms of seats.)
  • Actual reform of the voting system will not happen for a long time, and when it does, it will be a fudge that goes only some of the way, but perhaps only for the House of Lords.
  • The current hung parliament will achieve very little, and there will be another election in 2 years- whenever the Conservatives think that they have a chance of winning an absolute majority.
  • Brown will resign.

So there you go- you heard it first here.

And it was probably all wrong.

Michaela’s (other) birthday!

Michaela ‘cancelled’ her birthday on the 9th of April, because of the sad loss of her step father the day before.

So we are going to have an extra special day this Saturday, the 8th of May.

So any friends who can join us for a barbecue from 6.30pm will be most welcome. Let me know if you can make it.

Bring a burger and a bottle…