Desiderata: A Simple Humble Way of Life

“Desiderata” by Max Ehrmann

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

Life has felt stormy and loud and aggressive at times of late, both internally and externally. I found myself needing to seek, solace and peace. To find quietness, to be still. I know I am not alone in this, as I have walked and listened and shared with other folk. I have also gone into deeper places of silence, both shared and alone, well apart from Molly. I have been confronted by and revisited some old ghosts too. Seen some of the aspects of myself that I have always struggled with. I am what you might call a “Highly Sensitive Person” for good or for bad. It is who I am and one thing life has taught me is that it is vital that we come to terms with who we are wholly. It will help us understand others and come to terms with who they are too.

We cannot avoid some of the storms of life, but we can find ways to come through them, sometimes alone and at other times together. Often when we come to the other side of the rainbow we find that we are back home but somehow better prepared for whatever the journey might hold. I have felt that powerfully these last few days. The key for each person, I believe, is to find that stillness deep down within each of us, that will sustain us and enable us to be of good use to one another and better accompany each other through the storms of life. Not perfectly of course, for sometimes it is too much for us all. It is important to always remember that.

We don’t need any special power to do so, just the ordinary human kind will do, but we do need to be prepared and this is where spiritual practices comes in. A calm mind and a still heart are the key. It is said that Gandhi loved storms. He began life as a timid child, but he learned to keep his mind so steady that he could face tremendous crises with courage, compassion, wisdom, and even a sense of humour. A sense of humour is vital in helping us through such storms, remember to be in good humour originally meant to be in good health. I have found that again these last few days away with collegues, whilst conducting serious ministry business. We have the capacity to deal with whatever challenges life throws at us, but we do need a calm mind and still heart to draw on the resources deep within us and all around us. I would say in everything. We also need to accompany one another, to encourage each other when it feels too much.

When I consider Jesus’ attempts to teach his disciples I often think that this is where his frustrations came from. I know that this is perhaps an unorthodox view, but I think that this is what he was trying to teach those that followed him, to find that power, that still small voice within. It is certainly something he did as he took time alone, to commune with God. I see this in the extract we heard earlier “The Calming of the Storm”. When he rebukes with “Have you know faith” he is doing so because he knows that they can calm the storm themselves, they just do not have the faith in themselves to do so. He shows them the way. They had after all come through such storms before, this was very common on the Sea of Galilee, where storms would rise up from nowhere. Unfortunately, though they just become enthralled in his ability to calm the sea, rather that having enough faith to come through it themselves. Not alone, but together.

I wonder what holds you, sustains through the storms of life, both internal and external.

I have recently been reading “Desiderata” again. It is something I have come across at different times in my life. I have seen it on people’s walls and always stopped and paused and read. I was given a copy a dozen or so years ago and I find myself going back to it from time to time. It seems to be a beautiful and simple way of living, a design for life.

“Desiderata” is about finding peace of mind in the storms of life. We cannot stop the storms, they are as much a part of life as the sunshine. We may not recognise the storms as being the same. What seems like Heaven to one person may appear as Hell to another. One thing I have learnt and continue to learn is that although we are born of the same flesh and have the same spirit within us, we human beings are a diverse lot. We take in life so differently. I only need observe my brother, to understand this. We are so very different. We are a mass of contradictions too. To badly paraphrase Whitman “Do I contradict myself, very well then I contradict myself, I contain multitudes”. It is important to remember that about ourselves and one another, to understand as the Gospels teach that, “My name is Legion, for we are many.”. That we all have a variety and complex ways of responding to life and to one another. To truly understand this is to become spiritually aware. We are a ball of contradictions and we all possess these contradictions within us all. Our world is large and it contains multitudes and yes we all contradict ourselves. We have to look and listen to these contradictions both within ourselves and each other. We need to look and listen, but not with narrow eyes or hearts or ears closed to the world, no we need to be wide and open. Can we look at the world and see it in each others eyes, those windows of the soul? It is not always easy. I know that there are times when my eyes narrow.

So, I have been revisiting “Desiderata”. It begins with those beautiful words “Go placidly amid the noise and haste” please note it says placidly not passively. In my experience there is nothing passive about living spiritually alive. The spiritual life is an active life. We are not merely observers here, we are active participants and life demands that we play our roles, while not becoming the director and attempt to control the roles that others are here to play too.

“Desiderata” was written a hundred years ago by Max Ehrmann. It was copyrighted in 1927 but was first penned several years previous to this. It has spoken to generations since then. It has developed its own life it would seem, including a myth that attempts to make it timeless, it does have that quality about it. The myth began following a reproduction of it by Rev Frederick Kates for a collection of inspirational works for his congregation in 1959 on church notepaper, headed: 'The Old St Paul's Church, Baltimore, AD 1692' (the year the church was founded). Copies of it were circulated and the myth began to grow. It really took off when a copy was found at the bedside of deceased American politician Aidlai Stevenson in 1965.

I like the myth, it does lend a timeless and universal quality that makes the myth into a true mythos. “Desiderata” is a beautiful and practical poem and in my eyes a wonderful design for living spiritually alive. One that I try to follow, despite the storms of life. It enables me to do what I can. To truly live faithfully and to rest and allow life to be what it can be, while I play my role, the best I can. Whilst accepting my multitude of contradictions and the legion of them throughout the world.

“Desiderata” means something that is desired, something wanted and needed. In the poem what is described is this need to find peace, search for inner peace in an often chaotic world. So, to travel peacefully through the noise, chaos, haste of the world and those around us. It is not about shying away from life, but to do so amongst all that is happening and to remain of use by being who you are, despite your legion of contradictions. The key is to take with you your inner integrity and peace. Call it peace of mind, or call it faith, or freedom from existential angst. By the way no one ever lives like this all the time, well no one I have ever known. To be human is to be aware of our multitude of ways of being in the world.

The key I keep re-learning is to find silence and stillness, to make time and space for it in our lives. This is why it is at the heart of every religious tradition. It is at the heart of religion, of communal spirituality, whether at home alone or coming together in love. The key is to find what works for each of us. For me it is walking or has been at times, but also just simply sitting in silence, without distraction, sometimes with others and at other times alone. My heart needs it, it always had. It is something I have sought out all my life, from my earliest memories. I would often go and wander off alone. It was a time I felt most safe. When I could walk placidly amid the noise and haste.

Another thing I love about “Desiderata” is the very practical advice it offers, you might say much of it is commonsense, suggesting ways to live that will nurture inner peace. Like being on good terms with people; not comparing ourselves to others; taking time to honestly say what is on our mind and doing so quietly and clearly. These seem like good habits to cultivate a decent way of living in the this sometimes stormy world. You see by making the effort to speak truth quietly and clearly, we are in fact choosing peace for ourselves and others and refusing to get caught up the violence and extremism. When we listen to others, to hear their truth we are respecting them as they are, recognising their inherent worth and dignity, we are choosing peace, we are walking placidly with them.

Of course this is not easy, especially in our complex world and in our lives that are full of so many contradictions. Sometime seeking resolution seems too much, sometimes we get caught up in comparing ourselves. Sometimes it seems all too much and we get weary, as I have been recently.

“Desiderata” offers a path for gently building a better way. It says: do not feign affection; be yourself; accept the changes which come with aging, – “gracefully surrendering the things of youth”; nurture strength of spirit to shield you in times of misfortune.

“Desiderata” is about knowing ourselves, our many multitudes of contradictions and the legions of them in the world. It is about growing to trust what is at the heart of us one day at a time, gradually building upon this, strengthening that inner core so that whatever sudden misfortune happens, you can hope of keeping “peace with your soul.”

Of course, no will be able to always go placidly amidst the noise and haste of life, not all the time. There will be days when we just want the world to go away. I have those days, had them again recently. Remember we are legion, we all contain multitudes of contradictions, as does the world. “Desiderata though offers something to help us keep on going through the storms both external and internal. “Desiderata” to me is to long for that love, that peace Divine. Living by “Desiderata” is one path that can lead us there. I have certainly found it a great solace once again in recent weeks.

“Desiderata” encourages us to live fulfilling and meaningful lives. “Desiderata” offers advice on how to do so by reminding us to be kind and compassionate towards others, be true to ourselves, strive for inner peace, and appreciate the beauty of the world around us. It reminds us to: “Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.”

“Desiderata” is about finding that love, that surely we all truly desire, within life and within ourselves, despite life's challenges and uncertainties. It encourages us to seek the good in ourselves and others and to appreciate what we have in our lives. To love what we have. It reminds us that we are all born from the same spirit and the same flesh, despite our seeming differences, it is our multitude of contradictions that remind me of that.

“Desiderata” reminds me that we are all connected, children of the universe, children of this world, children of God and that we should treat one another, including ourselves with the same respect, with kindness and loving dignity.

May we all go placidly amidst the noise and haste.

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Calm in the storm: We are in the boat together

Recently instead of meeting folk in coffee shops for a chat I have taken to go for a gentle walks, side by side down to Stamford park in Altrincham. I love to wander round side by side listening and talking. In some ways conversations like this seem to flow more freely. This is how it should be, neither leading or following, simply accompanying one another. As we walk it is lovely to watch all the little creatures, the dog owners and all the dogs in so many shapes and sizes. One of my favourites is a woman who sits and reads on a bench with her faithful terrier by her side. She is obviously not bothered by the cold as she is always there, no matter the time of the day.

I love to pause at the ponds and stop for a while, talking while watching the ducks and the geese. These graceful creatures who seem to be floating along, seemingly effortlessly. Of course they are not, all the work is going on beneath the service and yet they appear totally calm. There is one creature that always floats along alone, he seems to bully the mallards, they don’t get too close. He is a type of a duck I would guess, but he is much bigger than the mallards, more the size of the Canada geese. He has the head and plumage of a male mallard and yet some of the colouring of the geese. My imagination plays tricks with me at times and wonder if he is mixture of the two. I often joke with the folk I stand with about this.

We are currently in storm season, Eunice and Dudley this week. By giving them names, they sound friendly, which of course they are not. Such weather often leads to much devastation. It has in the south of England and Wales this week, not such mere here in Cheshire. There are other storms brewing too. Troubles in eastern Europe and of course a looming economic crises, fears about the rising cost of living and how folk will cope. There are other more personal storms too. My phone hasn’t stopped all week, so many folk struggling and suffering with one thing and another. I have met with many people this, week. I have listened and shared with so many. It would so easy to have become overwhelmed by it all, to think this is too much. Each demand was completely unaware of the next. So I have continued to paus, to centre down, to connect to that place of stillness and calm and continue to do what I am able to do, one thing after another. Now don’t get me wrong I haven’t been as graceful as a swan, a duck will do for me. I have kept on returning to that calm, to the still small voice, deep within me, within everything, it has enabled me to face most of what has needed to be faced. It has done so for many years now, but it does take effort and like the ducks it doesn’t mean I don’t flap about from time to time and I do duck under too, but never for long. At the end of each day I spend a little time quietly reflecting, tying up the loose ends and then sleep. I have been sleeping deeply all week, I have not been awoken by the storms outside my window. I begin again the next day with my consideration of the little things I have witnessed the day before. None of this stops the storms, nor does it protect me from the damage that will inevitably be wrought. That said it does keep me safe and enables me to repair the damage that is done. It also enables me to journey with others as they sometimes become overwhelmed by the storms of life. Several times this week I have driven with friends to one place or another, talking but mainly listening to either their troubles or the troubles of those in their lives. I have walked and talked with others, several have called round and I have visited folks in their homes and the hospital. We have faced the storms together, side by side. It has felt, at times, like we have got in the boat together and faced the storms of life. Not rescuing one another, but actually sailing through the storm together, side by side.

Storm seasons brings to mind a favourite story. It is an extract from a book titled “Have a Little Faith” by Mitch Albom. The book is set over an 8 year period and explores the lives of two seemingly ordinary, but actually extraordinary men. One is the authors childhood Rabbi Albert Lewis and the other is a former drug addict criminal Henry Covington who spends his time serving a community of homeless people and addicts in a run down former town church. Both characters describe coming through many struggles and storms and doing so with grace and love, and by the power of service, whilst accompanying others through the storms of life. It describes the power of living by just a little faith, what a difference that makes. These are lives full of questions, struggles and doubts, but yet a faith to live by. The following extract is from a sermon delivered by the Rabbi:

“A man seeks employment on a farm. He hands his letter of recommendation to his new employer. It reads simply, `He sleeps in a storm.’

The owner is desperate for help, so he hires the man.

Several week pass, and suddenly, in the middle of the night, a powerful storm rips through the valley.

Awakened by the swirling rain and howling wind, the owner leaps out of bed. He calls for his new hired hand, but the man is sleeping soundly.

So he dashes off to the barn. He sees, to his amazement, that the animals are secure with plenty of feed. He runs out to the field. He sees the bales of wheat have been bound and are wrapped in tarpaulins. He races to the silo. The doors are latched, and the grain is dry.

And then he understands.

`He sleeps in a storm.’

My friends, if we tend to the things that are important in life, if we are right with those we love and behave in line with our (beliefs), our lives will not be cursed with the aching throb of unfulfilled business. Our words will always be sincere, our embraces will be tight. We will never wallow in the agony of `I could have, I should have.’ We can sleep in a storm.

And when it’s time, our good-byes will be complete.”

Wonderful isn’t it…

We cannot stop the storms from striking, whether this be the stormy weather, or the troubles caused externally to us, by forces way beyond our control, or the ones that strike close at hand, or the ones that grow from deep inside our own being. That said there is much we can do about how we are during these storms, how we live within them and how we accompany one another through them. We don’t sail this ship alone. One thing is for sure is that none of us have to face the storms alone. We don’t need any special power to do so, just the ordinary human kind will do, but we do need to be prepared and this is where spiritual practices come. A calm mind and a still heart are the key. It is said that Gandhi loved storms. He began life as a timid child, but he learned to keep his mind so steady that he could face tremendous crises with courage, compassion, wisdom, and even a sense of humour. A sense of humour is vital in helping us through such storms, remember to be in good humour originally meant to be in good health. We have the capacity to deal with what ever challenges life throws at us, but we do need a calm mind and still heart to draw on the resources deep within us. We also need to accompany one another, to encourage each other when it feels too much.

When I consider Jesus’ attempts to teach his disciples I often think that this is where his frustrations came from. I know that this is perhaps an unorthodox view, but I think that this is what he was trying to teach those that followed him, to find that power, that still small voice within. It is certainly something he did as he took time alone, to commune with God. In Mark ch 4 during a passage titled “The Calming of the Storm”. Jesus rebukes the frightened disciples who have woken him “Have you know faith” he is doing so because he knows that they can calm the storm, they just do not have the faith in themselves to do so. He shows them the way. They had after all come through such storms before, this was very common on the Sea of Galilee, where storms would rise up from nowhere. Unfortunately, though they just became enthralled by his ability to calm the sea, rather that having enough faith to come through it themselves. Not alone, but together, side by side in their boat.

When the storms strike we do not have to face them alone, although it is our responsibility to play our role fully. Our responsibility is to support one another in the storms of life. There is a real power in being together, so long as it does not lead to unhealthy dependency. It is important that we get in the boat together at times, side by side, not so much to rescue each other, just to be there when the wind is really blowing and life seems too much.

We do not need to fear the storms that will come in life. We cannot stop them and when they come we cannot avoid them. That said we do not have to be destroyed by them. We have all that we need to come through within each and everyone of us. It is vital that we take care of this and bring it to life. It is equally as important to stand side by side with each other as we face the storms together. Not so much to rescue each other, but to from time to time journey in the boat together, to help each other to face the storms of life.

The storms will strengthen us as we move forward in life and we will be able to encourage one another when we are afraid to face the storm as it is brewing, as everyone loses the faith that they can weather another storm, from time to time.

Have a little faith.

I am going to end this devotion with another story. It is taken from “Rites of Justice: The Sacraments and Liturgy as Ethical Imperatives” by Megan McKenna

"Once upon a time there was a master violin maker. His instruments were exquisite, and the sound that could be drawn forth from them was beyond description. He only accepted a small number of apprentices, and he took them through the long and arduous process of making a violin from the choice of the tree to how to string the piece at the very end, after the varnish. There was one apprentice, an especially adept one, who had trouble with only one aspect of the process: the choice of wood. He had mastered all the other levels but would balk at the choice of which tree to mark and cut to form the base of the violin. Finally the master took him out to the forest again.

"It was the dead of winter, a frightfully cold and windy day, with snow swirling and ice thickly hung in all the trees. They walked north and the master starting marking out the trees.

" 'Why?' the apprentice queried. 'Why these?'

"The master answered, 'They face due north and they take the brunt of the wind, the chill, and the ice. They make the best violins.'

"They returned. The storm grew stronger, and the student asked his teacher, 'Master, doesn't it bother you to think about the trees that you marked standing alone in the wind, standing against all this ice and fury? Have you no pity for them?'

"The master eyed him and smiled, 'No, not at all. You see, they are being tuned!' "

Maybe that’s what happens to us as we come through another storm, maybe we become better tuned so that we can encourage one another, when the storms strike and it all seems too much. We can get in each others boats and encourage one another to keep on sailing through the storm.

Remember Gandhi loved storms, for he believed that the trials and tribulations brought out the best in him. They often do with us, that is if we have taken care of what we can, for they enable us to become more loving and sensitive to the needs of others, thus we will understand when we need to accompany others, journey side by side with them and encourage them to face whatever storms come their ways. Also, when the time comes, when we lose faith in our ability to face the next storm, that we will be equipped to allow others to get in the boat and journey with us too.

Through all the tumult and the strife, I hear the music ringing: It sounds and echo in my soul – How can I keep from singing!

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 on the material in this "blogspot"