Friday, September 24, 2010

Photos from the Novitiate

Today is the end of the sixth week here in the novitiate. Everything is going wonderfully. The community is really coming together, we have developed a strong sense of fraternity and friendship, so essential to Augustinian spirituality. I am finding a very nice balance between the silence of prayer and the strength and support that comes from community.

I don't have a lot to write right now, but I do want to share some pictures. First, in a previous entry I posted some poetry, including one that referenced the church at dawn. I tried to capture a few pictures of the church during my walks there as the sun is rising. These pictures didn't turn out great, but here are the two best of the group that I took:



The lights are still on in the parking lot, so it darkened the picture some in a way that doesn't allow you to see the entire church, but some other time I'll take daylight pictures of it, because it really is beautiful. Fr. Jack once told us that when designing a church, it should always be designed with the Easter Vigil liturgy in mind, and this church does that beautifully.

As I also mentioned in a previous post, last Friday we had the investiture ceremony for the habits. It was a very joyful occasion. One of the novices, Rich, took some wonderful photos (as did Libby, our fantastic cook who thankfully was present at the ceremony). Here is a nice selection of some of the best ones. The ceremony took place in our small monastery chapel, which in its current state sadly is rather hideous, but it will be renovated. But fortunately many of the pictures reflect two of our awesome stained glass windows, so that's good. Anyway, here they are:

The habits on the altar, prior to being blessed:


In the foreground is the Novice Master, Fr. Jack, aiding Stephen. In the background is the Prior, Fr. Jerry, aiding Rich:


Fr. Jack putting the capuche on me:


Fr. Jack vesting Stephen:


The four novices, from left to right: Bienvenido, Rich, me, Stephen:


The Novitiate Community of St. Rita's Monastery, from left to right: Fr. Jerry, Br. Bob, Br. Bienvenido, Fr. Rich, Br. Michael, Br. Stephen, Fr. Jack, and Fr. Henry. The final member, Fr. Kevin, was in Rome at the time:






Well, that's all for now. I hope everyone is doing well. For all those who have asked for prayers (and many of you who have not), again, I remember you every day when I pray the Rosary. May God bless you all.

Peace,
Br. Michael

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Receiving the Habit

This is the only picture I have on my camera. When my fellow novice whose camera has all the pictures sends them along I'll post them, including the ceremony and the rest of the novices. But in the meantime, here I am in the white novice habit of the Augustinians:

From Receiving the Habit

Saturday, September 04, 2010

Some Poetry from the Novitiate

As I mentioned in my previous entry, I've been writing some poetry since I've been here. I thought I'd share a few of them:

This first one just relates to my inclination to always be doing something with regards to my growth in Christ, my growth in prayer, even during those times when God is saying to me, "Dude, I've got this. Settle down." So this one is called "Sleeping with Christ":

Sleep! Oh sleep, my soul!
Sleep in the boat with your sleeping Christ
And be drawn by Him across the sea,
unto that land of paradox,
contemporaneous coexistence of darkness and light.
For to wake during this journey is to be
overcome by awareness of waves and squall,
and the terror inducing beasts of the tempestuous sea.
These waters are dangerous only for those who wake,
when fear shakes their faith and threatens to cast them overboard
drowning them in the wake of separation from the sleeping God.
So sleep, my soul, and in the silence of your dreams
be with God alone,
in the stillness of your heart
be alone with your sleeping Christ.

This next one is called "Walk to the Church at Dawn." We have a very beautiful church here, and because it faces east, the sun rises directly over it. So each morning as I walk to church I behold a magnificent sky. This particular morning I was going through some spiritual difficulty resulting from some things arising in prayer, and this poem reflects some of that turmoil:

As starlings dance in the advent sky
And coping of quiet fends off unrest
My wounded heart does now convalesce,
Draws near to where Thou dost lie

From my heart's wound all life does drain
Even misery a happy elevation
From the emptiness of such sedation
At least there is feeling when there's pain

These calloused knees belong to Thee
For nothing more have I to give
Devour my soul that I may live
Take and eat, Lord, or let me be

At the foot of your tent I now repose
A glance from Thee is all I seek
A single yes to my heart now speak
That I may know which door to close

The Word speaks not in this lent for I
So by Thee I lay, by Thee I die

This next poem I haven't titled yet. It was written the following day, after the Lord granted me some consolation in prayer:

Patterns of consciousness descend
down and around, down and around,
being sucked into a vortex
of thoughtless being
where the awareness that my I am and Your
I AM
are one and the same
despite an infinity of difference.
For this moment You grant me
but a glimpse of Your Moment;
Eternity passes so quickly.
From that glimpse of peaceful non-seeking,
peace-filled silence,
I soon climb back into my world of thoughts,
only to discover that my world
has been touched by Yours.

This final poem was written on the same day. While it may not be very good, it ended up being very important for me. I won't go into all the details, but I'll just say that not long after writing this I discovered something relating to a lifelong pattern of mine. I have had a tendency in my life to focus all of my desire for God, or my desire for fulfillment, on a particular person, thus developing what would seem to others, correctly, as a sort of disordered passionate interest in another person, a woman. What I mean to say is that I'm always "falling in love," often quickly and with someone whom I either barely know or at least haven't had the sort of relationship with in which actual love would develop. But what I discovered after writing this is that these feelings for me have always been a means of concretizing and personalizing something which I did not understand and which otherwise was abstract. So I have a longing in me, or a struggle in me, that I don't understand and need to, so I project it onto a person, so that hopefully by obtaining love with this person the desire itself will be fulfilled. It never is, of course, in part because my true happiness lies in celibacy. Anyway, this poem reflects this pattern and my struggle with it. It is tentatively titled "The Palm Tree of Palestine":

Her skin so fair, yet tinted with
the olives of Jerusalem,
her eyes like ripened dates, soft with kindness,
and from her hyacinth lips sounds
the laughter that puts envy in the
hearts of songbirds,
as the angels weep for joy.
Beneath her Platonic breasts lies a heart
whose strings are tuned to the song of compassion,
whence flows such purple sorrow into her hands,
which long to save her suffering people.
If only I could rest under the palm tree
shade of her name all my days,
ever basking in the sweet fragrance of her garden.
Mon Dieu, pardonne mon amour pour elle,
l'amour que sera jamais,
mais encore a vaincu mon âme.

The part in French just says, "May God forgive my love for her, the love that will never be, yet still has conquered my soul." Well, that's all the poetry for now.

Greetings from the Novitiate

Greetings from Racine, Wisconsin! I'm now three weeks into my novitiate with the Augustinians, and so I thought I'd take a few minutes to give an update and provide some insight on what exactly I'm doing out here, and what this novitiate thing is all about.

So far everything is going wonderfully. The people here are really nice, really kind. Our monastery is attached to a parish, St. Rita's, which is neat. The parishioners are just lovely, really generous and compassionate, very salt-of-the-earth. It is a unique experience for a parish to have a novitiate community attached to it, so they get very excited every year as the new novices arrive. At the first Mass when we are introduced, the men, especially the older men, all came over and shook our hands, looking like proud papas. And the women gushed over us, and the look of plotting was alive in their eyes, as they were already considering the many ways they would try to mother us to death and fatten us up for the cold Wisconsin winter. Mostly that has meant a steady supply of baked goods being sent over after Mass each day.

There are many saints in Wisconsin, the kind that no one will ever know about, and that seems to be just how they like it. So many of the people here just give so generously of their time, and they do it all with such love for God and love for neighbor. It is truly inspiring.

So what exactly am I doing? Well, for starters, Catholic canon law requires that any person entering a religious community must spend a period of time in what's called novitiate, and that novitiate must be at least one year, not more than two. It is generally meant to be a year of spiritual growth and formation, better understanding of the Order we have joined, and a time for prayerful discernment of the vows we will take at the end of the year. Specifically, my own Augustinian Order, in a document called Plan of Augustinian Formation, says this about our novitiate:

The novitiate is a privileged moment of formation in Augustinian religious life. Its basic purpose is to make known and to live out the essential requirements of this life through a personal discovery of Christ, interior Master and saving Word. This should be accomplished in such a manner that, through true conversion, the following of Christ, in keeping with Augustine's experience and that of our tradition, becomes in fact the ultimate norm of our religious life.

It then goes on to list several means by which this is effected in the novice. For one, the year is:

a very appropriate period in which to dedicate unhurried time to the life of prayer, to fraternal community, and to the practice of vows, without other tasks getting in the way. It is a time of growth in the concrete, personal experience of faith by means of instruction in prayer, which is seen as a dialogue and friendship with God, as a meditation on the Word, and as a discovery of the love of God in one's own life.

There are several key components to how all of this takes place. As far as instruction goes, every Monday through Friday we meet for two hours with the novice master, where we receive instruction in prayer, in the spiritual life, in the Augustinian tradition and Augustinian spirituality, where we discuss various assigned readings on spirituality, which focus especially on the spiritual classics (St. John of the Cross, St. Teresa of Avila, Imitation of Christ, Life of Antony, Story of a Soul, etc.). Our Novice Master is a very kind man, with a gentle heart and a keen intellect, who has his doctorate in Sacred Scripture from the Biblicum and also is a licensed counselor. He knows the spiritual life inside and out, and we are very lucky to have him. One of the days each week, instead of meeting with the Novice Master, we meet with the Prior of the community, who is also very kind, and he has expertise in the Fathers of the Church, having received his doctorate from the Patristic Institute in Rome, Augustinianum, and is a man of deep prayer. The lessons from both of them are wonderful and very insightful.

As for the fraternal community component of our formation, there are really two main aspects of this. One is our experience of liturgy. Three times each day we pray the Divine Office in community (Morning Prayer, Evening Prayer, and Night Prayer), and after Morning Prayer each day we have Mass. For those unfamiliar, the Divine Office, also known as the Liturgy of the Hours, is a liturgical means of praying in community that is rooted in the traditional monastic praying of the Psalter. In the early monasteries, monks used to pray all 150 Psalms every day as a community. Over time this developed in various ways, and in the current manner, it would look like this. Morning Prayer would consist in an opening hymn, a Psalm (or a portion of a Psalm), an Old Testament Canticle (such as Hannah's song from 1 Samuel), another Psalm, a short Scripture reading, a responsery, the Canticle of Zechariah from Luke, intercessory prayers, and concluding with the Our Father and a closing prayer. Evening Prayer would be much the same, except a New Testament Canticle (such as Philippians 2), and the Canticle of Mary instead of Zechariah. Night Prayer is similar, but slightly different (such as no intercessory prayers), and would conclude with the singing of a Marian antiphon, such as the Salve Regina.

So three times a day we gather for community prayer, one of those times including Eucharist and Mass. We also eat dinner together as a community every night, which is really important. Perhaps here I should explain something about the Augustians. As a religious order we did not formally come into existence until the middle of the 13th century, but informally we have been around since St. Augustine's own time. Augustine established a monastery before he became a priest and later bishop, and continued in the monastery even as bishop. There were really two things that formed a major component of Augustine's idea of the monastery. First was his experience of friendship as essential to his own conversion and his own journey with Christ. He knew that he did not journey alone, and as you read his Confessions you see that friendship is such an important element for Augustine's life and his ideal of a religious community. Second, he was particularly struck by the way of life of the early Church as described in Acts of the Apostles, and used that as a foundation for his own community rule for living. He wrote his rule for his own community, his own monastery, but also wrote adapted versions of it for others who requested that he do so for their own communities. And so for many centuries after he died there were communities all around the world who followed the Rule of St. Augustine, and finally in 1248 the Pope said, "Hey, you all are following the same rule, and we kind of need a religious order to help the Church with a few things, so how about you all form together as a cohesive religious order, instead of a group of individual groups totally unconnected?" And so that started our formal foundation, which was completed in 1256 in what is known as the Grand Union.

So because friendship is such an important aspect of Augustinian life, it can't be stressed enough how important this meal time together is, as well as various other things we do together throughout the day. For instance, each day for an hour and a half we have a work period, just light manual labor more designed to give us a change of pace, but that time also becomes a time of strong communal bonding, and is so important. Same with weekends, where we will often gather together and do something just for fun, for bonding sake.

The other aspect, relating to Augustine's impression of the early Church, is our communal living, our "having all things in common," and so forth. Augustine begins his rule by stating that the purpose of our having come together as a religious community is so that we might be "one mind and heart, intent upon our God." And so everything we do we do communally, traveling together towards a deeper relationship with Christ and greater service to the Church and God's people.

One thing that people seem always to be very curious about is the discipline factor of this year. Prior to coming I wasn't able to give any answers because I just didn't know. What I can say is that by and large discipline is very self-imposed. There are some restrictions: we have four hours of assigned quiet time per day, and that time is to be used for prayer or for spiritual reading. But outside of that quiet time, if I wanted to be on the Internet or watch television, it technically would not be restricted. I think the idea behind this, as opposed to former times when really strict, militant discipline would be enforced in a situation like this, is really a reflection of the changing nature of religious vocations. We are not men coming here right out of high school, or even earlier. Two of our novices are in their forties, one is already an ordained priest. I am thirty-three, and the other novice is twenty-three. There is an expectation of maturity, and I think we are expected to assert our own discipline and use our time wisely. And so far that seems to work out wonderfully. Now, if it were obvious that things were getting out of hand, that someone was on the internet too much or watching too much television, that would be addressed by the novice master, first in a private session, then in some sort of imposition of discipline. But I don't imagine that being a problem.

To give you an idea, here is what my day looks like: I arise each day at 4:30. I put on the coffee (because there's no praying that early in the morning without coffee!), and then get a shower. After the shower I spend some time in prayer, and then read a chapter of Augustine's Rule. Then I pray the Office of the Readings (another of the hours of the Divine Office, consisting of three Psalms, a good sized Scripture reading, and a non-Scripture spiritual reading, commonly from the Church Fathers). Then I go into our meditation room and spend an hour or an hour and a half in silent contemplation. I then eat breakfast, and walk over to the church. If I get there early enough I pray the Rosary before Morning Prayer. Morning Prayer begins at 7:30, and then Mass at 8. After Mass I spend another half an hour in silent prayer, and then I walk back to the monastery and spend an hour reading Scripture. We then have class for two hours, then lunch, then work period, and then free time, which I use to exercise and do some more "recreational" reading, usually poetry, or to write letters, write in my journal, or something like that. Evening Prayer is at 5:15, followed by dinner and good conversation. Then silent time from 7-9, at which time I go back to the meditation room and spend an hour and a half again in silent contemplation, and then read Scripture again until 9, when we have Night Prayer. After Night Prayer I go to bed. So as you can see, even though discipline is not enforced, it is still practiced. And it's really better this way, I think, because it allows me the opportunity live as a free man under grace, choosing to devote myself to Christ in this way, rather than as one obligated by the Law. It seems to me to be very healthy.

It's rather early in the year for any real "discoveries" to have come about. I will say this, though. The dedication to silence, and especially those two periods of silent contemplation each day, are bound to have an effect on anyone. The real effect of silence is the manner in which is works on the human psyche. All sorts of things that are buried in the subconscious come to the surface, and that has certainly already been true. Sometimes they are good and beautiful things; often they are pains and scars from past hurts and past sins. The experience so far, as well as what we've been taught and what I've read, is that usually these things arise in prayer because we have reached a point when we are prepared to deal with them and prepared to allow them to be healed. So far this seems true, though it does create a certain degree of tumult. One other things I've noticed about spending this much time in silence and in prayer, and by dedicating time to Scripture, is that my own creative energies are working better. I've been writing a lot, and poetry does seem to be coming more naturally. While my poetry has never been very good, I think it's gotten a bit better now, though still not very good. If it's better, I think it's merely because I am becoming more aware, in a general sense, which seems to me to be the essence of poetry.

So this concludes my "very short" reflection on life in the novitiate so far. We are still very much in the "honeymoon period," and Wisconsin winters are notoriously long. The real spiritual excavation has not yet begun, I know. Finally, I just want to say that everyone who has submitted prayer requests, I have been praying for each and every one of you every day, and will continue to do so. And I definitely encourage anyone else to submit their requests at my journal. The entry is post-dated so that it will always remain first on my page, and all prayer requests will remain screened so that they are seen by no one but me. May God bless you all!!

One last thing, as for the internet, in general I am only coming online on Saturdays, though there might be a brief exception here and there. But if you comment, I may not get back to you until next week. Please don't be offended if I don't get back at all. It doesn't mean I haven't read, it just means I'm trying to be cautious with my internet time.

Peace,
Michael