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What’s your relationship status?
Married? Engaged? In a relationship? Single? Facebook wants to know! You have
to choose one. Ah, gee… help me out here—I
really don’t know what to choose!
Someone suggested to me,
humorously, that the only appropriate choice on the relationship status menu
Facebook gives me, belonging as I do to the tightly knit community of Madonna
House, with over 200 members both male and female, clerical and lay, would be
‘It’s complicated!’
I don’t feel single, somehow,
even though no, I am not married nor as a celibate Roman Catholic priest am I
currently or ever going to be ‘seeing’ anyone. I share my bathroom with way too
many people to qualify as a ‘bachelor’ in the ordinary understanding of the
term. It can get complicated, especially five minutes before we pile into the
car to head over to the main house for morning prayer.
Yes indeed, it is complicated, this whole
relationship business, and not just in a community like Madonna House, or in
the fragmented post-modern world, either. To be in relationship, to be with
another person, in any fashion, is a complex dance indeed. Every person you
have ever met in your life is a universe unto themselves: thoughts, memories,
ideas, experiences, emotions, physicality, and the mysterious spiritual
undercurrent that pervades it all—the enigmatic ‘I’ that each person is and bears
through all the outward manifestations of personality.
It is complicated, and difficult.
Personally, I live in community with 200 ‘universes,’ 200 ways of looking at
the same reality, 200 people coming from different worlds and responding in
wildly different ways to the common world of Madonna House in which we have all
chosen to live together. United in essentials by our Catholic faith and a
certain Gospel vision of life given to us by our founder Catherine de Hueck
Doherty, we honestly really have little else in common with one another.
We sometimes joke, in a serious
kind of way, that God has asked us to try to live together in peace and love to
show the rest of the world that if this motley assemblage of random
oddballs can do it, so can everyone else
(no offence, MH members reading this book! Love ya! Love ya all!).
Ahem. Anyhow. All of this is to
establish myself, if I may, as something of an expert in the field of human
relationships. ‘Celibates’ are often dismissed as knowing nothing whatsoever
about these matters (since of course to abstain from sexual intercourse
necessarily means that one has no human contact with anyone, anytime, anywhere,
right?). I don’t know how it works in other communities, but in MH, we are IN
RELATIONSHIP pretty much all the time, and yes, IT IS COMPLICATED!!! Sorry for
shouting.
Wouldn’t it be great if we could
just make it a bit easier? It would be so awesome if we each walked around with
some kind of little hand-held tool: call it, oh I don’t know, a rat or vole or shrew or some other kind of
small rodent-like creature. And it could have a button on it that we could
(say) point and click at, well, a little ‘x’ or something conveniently located
at the top right corner of one another’s heads. You know, just so we could get
out of difficult encounters quickly. Joni Mitchell had a song back in the day,
“You Turn Me On (Like a Radio)”. Wouldn’t it be great if we could turn
‘complicated’ people off like a TV? Click: goodbye!
It would be so much easier if,
instead of being confronted with the person, with all their verbal and
non-verbal cues, all their emotional energy and complex thought patterns
expressing in manifold subtle ways we could just… oh, I don’t know, write short
messages at each other, maybe on some kind of portable electronic device. IMHO,
it would be simpler. OMG, would it ever! Maybe you disagree (YMMV), but I think
it would be gr8. The thought of conducting all my relationships that way makes
me LOL with delight. TTYL! ♥ ya! Woot woot. See—much easier, if rather more
annoying. But hey, if I’m annoying you, you can always turn me off like a TV –
it’s the little ‘x’ at the top right corner of my head…
And so it goes. We all know that
the relationship thing is hard. Not just because people are complicated
(although that really is it, in a nutshell) but because these complicated
people can… well, they can hurt us pretty bad, right? They can reject us.
Misunderstand us. Betray us, intentionally or unintentionally. Lie to us. Say
wounding things to us. Let us down when we need them most.
Even in a truly Christian
community, which Madonna House is, where people are trying earnestly to love
one another and be kind and charitable, hurt happens. And there is always, in
human life, a tendency in the face of that to withdraw, to pack yourself, your real
self, deep down away somewhere in a safe place, and present a mere surface to
others, a glossy sheen, a good front, a friendly but somewhat mechanical
exterior. One that cannot be hurt so much, because it’s not really you. One
cobbled together from the latest cool Internet catchphrases or memes, one
always smiling, always having a gr8 time.
Not so much Facebook as
Mask-my-Facebook. My-empty-space. i-Amnotreallyhere. Because as the saying
goes, you cannot spell Twitter without the word ‘it’—and these forms of social
networking often subtly substitute ‘thou’ with ‘it’ in myriad ways.
LOL—not.
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