“Listen or thy tongue will keep thee deaf” – Native American Proverb
Lighting of the Chalice - Words by Rev. Fred Keip, music by Marilyn Bennet
We are gathered here today to engage in activity of the highest order: to learn. We are here to learn from one another, how we can best seek peace, and preserve life in our world. In the best spirit of learning, let us listen closely to one another, but more than that, let us look deep within ourselves, examine our deeper motives, and in that seeking, call on that spirit which exists deep in the soul of each human being, to guide us through this day and through all the days ahead.
Let us accept that we can never learn too much about the nature and value of life, and let us keep ourselves open to one another, trusting that in the spirit of openness, and sharing from our personal depth, we will begin to grasp elements of truth through which, when put into constructive action, we may serve humanity honorably and well, and offer to earth's children, a future of hope and promise for all of life.
Story for All Ages: “How Eagle Learned He Could Fly”
The Legend of the Eagle (As told by Marilyn Whirlwind on Northern Exposure, Episode 5.6, "Birds of a Feather")
On the rock at the cliff
The eagle wasn't always the eagle.
The eagle, before he became the eagle, was Ukatangi, the talker.
Ukatangi talked and talked. It talked so much, it heard only itself.
Not the river, not the wind, not even the wolf.
The raven came and said, "The wolf is hungry. If you stop talking, you will hear him. The wind, too.
And when you hear the wind, you will fly."
So he stopped talking.
And became it's nature, the eagle.
The eagle soared, and it's flight said all it needed to say.
A Native American understanding of Listening:
When you talk to a person, you tell them. Instruct them. You want them to know you talk with your heart. When you talk from your heart it goes up out of your eyes, into the other's eyes, and comes back down into their heart. That's the way these stories and instructions were told to me.
It goes from one heart to another heart and it keeps going around like that. That's the way our old people did it and that's the way I think about all the things that I do now. The old ones passed it from heart to heart. That's the way I was told. They'd say, "Look at me. I want to talk to you."
So you sit there and you don't say anything back. You just keep quiet. When they get to a certain point and they want to make you understand, their voice changes and becomes like, ready to cry, it gets so intense. That's when you know they are very sincere. Their voice gets shakey.
"Listen."
You listen. Then you can feel the tears come out of your eyes and you know the feelings that they've given you. They stay there. It's so intense.
(Axtell & Aragon, 1997, p. 204-205)
Slide and Music Meditation: Sound of Silence – Simon and Garfunkle
Reading: The Mouse and the Camel – Rumi
A mouse caught hold of a camel's lead rope in his two forelegs and walked off with it, imitating the camel drivers.
The camel went along, letting the mouse feel heroic. – 5
"Enjoy yourself," he thought, " I have something to teach you, presently."
They came to the edge of a great river. The mouse was dumbfounded.
“Step forward into the river. You are my leader. – 10 Don't stop here." "I'm afraid of being drowned."
The camel walked into the water. "It's only just about the knee." "Your knee! Your knee is a hundred times over my head!" – 15
"Well, maybe you shouldn't be leading a camel, Stay with those like yourself. A Mouse has nothing really to say to a camel."
"Would you help me get across?"
You are not a prophet, but go humble on the way of the prophets, – 20 and you can arrive where they are. Don't try to steer the boat. don't open up a shop by yourself. Listen. Keep silent. you are not God's mouthpiece. Try to be an ear, and if you do speak, ask for explanations.
Homily: Try to Be an Ear – Rev. Dennis Daniel
(what follows are the notes from which the homily was delivered)
I’m not a voluble person My wife has accused me of being a Sphinx
train self to listen
rather than chatter in head
conversation not competitive sport
no points for most air time
train self to wait for intuition
don’t process conscoiously
happens at deeper level
have to wait for result
can’t force, flows by itself
So, though taciturn
I understand Rumi’s directive
try to be an ear
for me, often means searching out meaning
from Scripture or poetry
asking clarifying questions during counseling
or, like this morning, reconciling differences
Rumi, Paul Simon, Eagle, diversity workshop
Start with the Mouse
color animation
Mortimer Mouse
hawser over shoulder
look at me, I’m a camel driver
like child in parked car
cut to camel’s face,
rolling of eyes – humor him
starts to move in direction of mouse
come to river
mouse stops
camel walks into water
chides mouse
hundred times deeper than my knee
“Mouse has nothing to say to camel”
moment of humility
“would you help me get across?”
Then voice of authority
you are not God’s mouthpiece
try to be an ear
listen and ask clarifying questions
First several times, addressed to mouse
then noticed, mouse had asked for help
words may have been addressed to camel
not God’s mouthpiece
mouse may indeed have something to say to camel
listen and ask
Very like advice from Raven to Yucatangee
stop talking so much
listen, you will hear Wolf in his hunger
and river, and wind
when you hear wind you will fly
meaning: discover your true nature
capacities and ways of experiencing life
you never dreamed possible
become different kind of being
maybe answer to “would you help me get across” is
“learn to listen and you’ll discover
that you already know how to get across on your own”
Meditation as quieting the mind
ducking under all its noise
Prayer as listening for guiding voice
can’t come if we are filling head with own voice
Ministers at retreat
UUA asking congs in search to certify that
they would not refuse to interview
because of race, disability, age, gender, sexual orientation
asking ministers to refuse call to non-complying cong
debate about polity and authority
also about possibility of learning change
take pulpit to begin process of reeducation
more open, enlightened, willing to chance diversity
Me, listening
very young in ministry at time
veterans all sounding as tho they knew what they were talking about
and I hadn’t first notion
how to undo homophobia
could barely say I had unlearned my own
very naive about race did know about wounded healer
freshly wounded myself
aware of how some people responded to my ear
aware that if Jewish it would keep me out of rabbinate
also aware that wounded healer teaches from empathy
not authority
So I spoke up about my confusion
not qualified for such work
if UUA wanted us to retrain congs,
should train us how to do it
“would you help me get across”
changed tone of meeting
later accused of wisdom
wisdom certainly to know water was too deep for me
I needed help
two weeks ago, updated version of same conundrum
joint meeting of UU ministers and religious educators
Paula Cole-Jones
diversity and anti-racism work in congregations
involved process, lots of newsprint
how are we doing at welcoming, inviting diversity?
Defending status quo?
Studying the question?
Risking new ideas and behaviors?
Have we reached point of learning to listen?
Listening a higher level skill
advanced stage of cong development
stop talking and learn to listen to voices
of marginalized and oppressed
stop selling ourselves as the answer
begin to realize that we have to learn to live the question
how deep is the water?
How do we get across?
Who can help us?
Stop behaving like camel
learn humility of mouse again, find myself at a loss
don’t quite know how to set it up
eagle and egg question
how do we get close enough to marginalized
to ask them how we might serve them?
Survey won’t help
because I don’t even know what questions to ask
pretty sure wouldn’t understand answers without conversation
some questions I would start with:
- what feeds your soul?
- what do you need music to do?
- what does your body want to do in worship?
- how should a place of worship look?
- feel?
- smell?
- What would help you feel included?
- considered?
- respected?
- honored?
-what conversation should ministers be having with cong during worship?
- where is your pain, how can we help you endure it,
cleanse it?
transcend it?
-where is your joy? How can we help you express it?
Share it?
Spread it around?
Where do you feel need to grow?
- want to grow?
Feel growth being thrust upon you?
How can we help?
- how can we best challenge you?
- how can you best challenge us?
- what does justice feel like in your world? Questions whose depth we have only begun to sound
need to try being an ear
learn the humility of mouse, silence of eagle
hear the wolf in its hunger
hear the moods of the river
hear the wind
(answer is blowing in wind)
and discover new way of being
where paul simon’s song is relevant
silence not place of learning as we now use it
but place of oblivion
where all the disturbing questions disappear
defense against psychic pain
great well that absorbs anxieties, despair, helplessness
nagging doubts
“Silence like a cancer grows”
can’t disappear into silence
but enter it in order to learn
not shut out, but listen
to what people are not saying
to hungers that drive them
hungers of the wolf
hungers of the oppressed
hungers of the dispossessed
hungers of the hopeless
answer is blowing in the wind
when we can hear the wind
we will fly
Stewardship Story – What Kind Is It?
A man was telling his neighbor, "I just bought a new hearing aide. It cost me $4,000, but it's state of the art. All my hearing problems are over."
"That's great," answered the neighbor. "What kind is it?"
"Twelve-thirty."
Spoken Benediction
As we experience fear, let us look at the causes of fear within ourselves. As we feel pain, let us examine that within us which could cause pain. As we sense doubt, let us be aware of the ways in which our own knowledge seems unfulfilled. As we feel concern, let us explore our own involvement. As we encounter another, let us seek those things we share in common. As we seek love, let us know love for ourselves. – Fred Keip