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by Margaret Silf
I am
We might call the outermost ring the Where circle. Its perimeter
represents all those things in my life that I cannot change: my natural
family, my genetic makeup, the place and culture into which I was
born, my upbringing, my education, all the things that have already
happened to me, my natural giftedness and my inborn shortcomings,
my health and my disabilities. These things form the givenness of my
life; they are the facts of my existence. They are, quite simply, where I
am. Not only can I do nothing to change them, but they occupy
almost all of my consciousness and my energy. Whether I like it or not,
I live here, on the outside edge of myself, for most of my waking hours.
Now let's move inward to the second circle. I call this my How circle,
because it is the area of my life where I can exercise some choice.
Here things happen to me, but I can choose how to respond to them.
I can accept or reject, condone or confront, go with the flow or stand
up to be counted. I can make personal relationships and take
personal initiatives. Every minute that I live changes the kaleidoscope
of events that bombard me, and every choice I make subtly but
certainly goes toward making me how I am. Choices turn into habits,
and habits become character. ter. And this process goes further than
the boundaries of myself. My choices, my habits, and my character
make subtle but certain changes to the "how" of the whole human
family. My choices for truth make the world more truthful. My betrayals
of my own integrity undermine the integrity of all.
For many people the journey stops here. They live in a world where
events happen to them, and they make choices about how to react
to those events. A few take the risk of going consciously into the
innermost third circle, the circle of Who.
When I move inward toward the center of myself, I move closer to the
person I most truly am before God. This is dangerous ground. As I begin
to see who I am-truly and without protective masks-I may find serious
discrepancies between the person who lives in the Where and the
person God created me to be, in my deepest self. I will find shame,
but I will also find glory. I will move closer to the God who dwells in my
heart, and the encounter will challenge me in ways I cannot predict.
This is the power of prayer. It is the risk of the inner journey.
Now imagine that the circles have sprouted leaves and flowers. These
are not just for decoration. My own experience tells me that when I
make the journey inward, or, rather, when I allow God to penetrate
my center-what we commonly call our "heart"-a powerful creative
act takes place. I call it the germination of my "Godseed."
How does the germination happen? There are countless ways, and
we can never pin God down by trying to define how God will act.
One way of visualizing this mystery is to notice moments when we
seem to be in contact with something, or someone, beyond ourselves;
it may feel like a tangent touching the outer circle of our lives. We
know, at times like these, that something has happened that is
different from the normal run of our daily lives, though not separated
from it. We might feel as if we have been touched by God. It could
have happened in all sorts of ways-through intense communion with
nature or in a human relationship, in a moment of deep insight that
seemed to come from beyond ourselves, or perhaps in a sudden
clarity that showed us the way forward in a particular situation.
When these moments happen, we could say that God has not only
"touched" us but has somehow "taken root" in our lived experience.
That touch of Life will, if we allow it, penetrate down through the layers
of our experience until it reaches the center. There, the transcendent
God who touched us will join with the immanent God locked up, like
a seed, in our hearts, and something thing new will grow from that
union. We could imagine a flower (or plant or bush or tree) that will be
the unique manifestation (or incarnation) of God that is ours, and ours
alone, to bring forth. If we do not bring it to birth, it will not come to
birth. If we do, it can become the realization of God's dream for us. It
is the inner mystery of ourselves that is already known-that has always
been known-to God, that he is longing to bring to fulfillment.
Bringing God's dream for us to birth is the amazing vocation of every
believer. We might reflect at this point on Mary's response to the
Annunciation and acknowledge that moment in ourselves when God
asks, `Are you willing to bring me to birth in your own life?" and our
response is, "Let it be done to me according to your will."
Prayer is...
Before we leave the circles (which are only convenient images to try
to capture something of what it is to be a believing human being),
you might like to look at a few variations on what it might mean to
deepen our perception of things from the outermost, surface level of
response to the deepest responses in the center of ourselves, such as:
In each of these contexts (and I'm sure you can think of many more),
you will notice an outer layer that could be compared to the Where
experience, a deeper layer corresponding to the How response, and
an innermost center accessible only to our Who reality.
This deepening, from Where through How to Who is the hallmark of all
personal prayer-perhaps especially so in the Ignatian tradition, which
encourages us to begin by finding God in the ordinary outward things
of our lived experience and to allow that discovery to draw us down
to his deepest meanings for our life and growth in him.
That rock opens up, from time to time, in our inner vision-glimpse-wise
glimpse-wise and terrifyingly-as it did when Jesus uttered, "It is
completed!" and as it does for us sometimes in the dreadful
movements of our inner earthquakes. From the silent, secret shafts of
burning light that occasionally streak through prayer or dream, we
know that beneath the bedrock is an ever-blazing fire. This is the
molten center of ourselves, the source of our passion and energy. Like
our surface weather, it is sometimes wild and disordered, sometimes
creative and life-giving. This same inner fire is also the fire of God at
the heart of all his creation. Sometimes we dread it, because it has the
aspect of the flames of hell. Sometimes we long for it, because it
seems to be alight with the very splendor of God's eternal presence
and the radiance of heaven.
These four layers-the weather, the soil, the rock, and the fire-are also
vivid images of the four "weeks" of the Exercises:
Freedom happens...
+ not by moving from one spot on the Where circle to another
+ but by moving into the Who center, in God's presence, and allowing
ourselves to be "dipped in God,"
+ then returning to the Where in a transformed way, to make that part
of our world a little bit
more free
+The weather of ourselves, our moods and feelings, our dependency
on God, our finiteness, our unreliability, and our fragmented nature
are all topics for the prayer of the First Week. Now rain, now sunshine,
storm, and glory, our life's weather is insubstantial in itself, yet it is
affected by the deepest movements of our hearts, and affects every
other creature on the earth. It reveals the brokenness of sin, spanned
by the rainbow of an unconditional love.
+Then the soil of our growing, learning, listening, sitting at the feet of
the Lord, imbibing his goodness; sharing in his earthly ministry;
becoming, in him, the person we truly are; taking root, following our
deepest desire, striving up to the light, being pruned and tended ...
the Second Week. T
+Then the splintering, , shattering rock. The breaking open and the
breaking down. The Calvary journey, with the Lord and in ourselves ...
the Third Week.
+And then, the earthquake of "It is completed!" Earth splits open, and
its heart fire flows free, consuming and destroying or quickening and
energizing. It destroys all that is not truth and transcends truth into life.
The fire of the Spirit breaks open the locked space of the tomb in the
Fourth Week.
A second possibility is to move not sideways but inward, into the Who
center, taking all the pain of our unfreedom with us and allowing
ourselves to be "dipped in God" (as D. H. Lawrence describes it). Then
we will return to the same place on our Where circle but in a
transformed way, however slightly. The result will be to make that part
of our Where a little bit more free.