In yesterday’s inspirational piece I commented over of the
most recent issue of The Merton Seasonal. That is a quarterly publication by the
International Thomas Merton Society, which continues to spread the message of
the late twentieth century monk, Thomas Merton.
Although Merton died in 1968, his writings, poetry and photographs still
speak to the spiritual seeker of the twenty-first century.
That recent volume had a wonderful drawing on the front
cover by my friend and Ursuline nun, Sister Donna Kristoff. Beneath the drawing are a few words from my
favorite book of Merton’s, namely, New
Seeds of Contemplation. The words
fit the drawing, upon which I commented yesterday. In this piece I would like to ponder Merton’s
words.
Thomas Merton said, “As we go about the world everything we
meet and everything we see and hear and touch…plants in us…something of
heaven.” For those of us who know
Merton’s works fairly well, this is vintage Merton. It is simple, yet elegant---much like the
drawing from Sr. Donna. It is important
to recall that drawing pictures a solitary figure walking down a deep, snowy
path through woods that are framed by a bunch of evergreen trees. Merton---if that is Merton---or any of us
making this pilgrimage through life, is deep in nature, which Merton feels is
the product of a creative Author of beauty.
No doubt, something like this experience prompted Merton to
write the words just cited. “As we go
about the world…” Who among us is not
going about in the world? If you are
alive, you are going about in the world.
It may be scintillating or boring, an adventure or blasé. The real issue is not whether we are going about in the world. The real issue is how we are going about in the world? That’s the spiritual question that Merton
lifts up.
Merton’s words are prompts for us to be aware and to pay
attention. These are two necessary
aspects of any kind of spiritual growth and development. We cannot be spiritually alive without being
spiritually sensitive and attentive. We
can’t get it if we miss it! Merton’s words are a simple recipe, but they work.
“Everything we meet…”
This reinforces my assumption that he means nature, at least as much as
people. He could have said “everyone” we
meet, but he chose “everything.” That is
a good reminder for me. I value the role
people play in my spiritual vitality…and that’s good. But the world is bigger than people. Am I aware of the nature in which I
live? Do I see the trees and the
flowers? Can I appreciate the rain, the
wind and the sun? Am I oblivious to the
obvious? If the answer is “yes,” then I
can’t be very spiritual.
“Everything we see and hear and touch…” Merton checks off three of the five senses we
use to engage the world in which we live.
I think about the biblical passage that asks, “do you have eyes but fail
to see?” (Mk 8:18) I have eyes to see,
but how often does my spiritual eyesight fail me? With my lenses, my eyesight is 20/20, but I may
still be spiritually blind! It is time
to wake up.
Everything we hear asks the same question that seeing
posed. If nature speaks to me, do I hear
it? Have I learned the language of
nature? Or is it really music and the
birds are the singers? What do I miss in
my fast-paced race through life? Where
am I going that is so important that it matters not what I miss on the journey?
Everything I touch… I
am not sure I know much at all about spiritual touch. You would think a farm boy would know a great
deal about touch, but the way we farmed was more like an industry than like the
Amish. When I was with animals would be
the time I learned the most about the touch of nature. But I think I need a remedial course! I need to walk in the woods more.
The key to Merton’s line comes at the end. As we go about in the world…everything…plants
in us something of heaven. I like how he
picks up on my agricultural metaphor. I
am happy to think about heaven as a seed that is planted in each one of
us. It is not necessary to have a fully
developed theological understanding of heaven in order to have that seed
planted in us.
I have enough faith in the Divine Sower that whatever
heavenly seed is implanted in me will be good, beautiful and full of love. I am quite fine if heaven is not a
place---happy finally to go nowhere. I
actually would be delighted if heaven is actually space---a good space, a
beautiful space and a loving space.
I think it would be just like a creative Artist (one way I
like to picture God) to plant a rich variety of seeds in each of us. Maybe heaven will mimic nature with its
variegated presence and power. I want to
see my trip through life as a walk in the woods where everything that is done
makes me available to have something of heaven planted in me.
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