The importance of Connection

W. H. Auden, in this tribute to Yeats writes some lines that have always haunted me.

In the deserts of the heart

Let the healing fountains start,

In the prison of his days

Teach the free man how to praise.

I think that for many of us the phrase “deserts of the heart” resonates

Life is simply difficult.

Relationships are complex and messy

Jobs are frustrating and sometimes unfulfilling

And to make matters worse, advertisers and others (politicians perhaps?)  constantly seek to nurture our discontent

Wayne Muller, in his book Sabbath suggests that the strategies of the advertising agencies expose our emptiness in a powerful way.  In one of the chapters he starts by describing a scene presented in an ad.  In the scene we find a group of young sophisticated women and men lounging about in natural cotton clothing, loose and soft on their sculpted bodies. It seems to be late afternoon and they are gathered in this incredible patio area, in the shadow of a wonderful Victorian House.  Over in one corner a golden retriever sleeps.  It is a picture of perfect happiness.  You can taste the drink in their hands, smell the flowers on the breeze.  The job is miles away, they seem to be inviting us to join them, to become a part of their lives.  They seem to say – This is how you were meant to be…

What they offer is the happiness of being young, rich, at ease, perfect.  Order this blouse, this cologne, this table setting ,this coffee maker and YOU will enter this picture.  Troubles will dissolve, and life will be sweet.  In the end they are saying this and always this:  Buy what we have and you will be happy.  But beneath that text is the real message.  Until and unless you buy what we are selling, you will never be happy.  “See these people?  We know you are not that happy!”  A thousand times a time the ads send this message to us.  You are not enough.  You do not have enough.  You are not happy.  You need more, you need to do more, you need to be more….”

And we buy into it.

So what do we do with this dry heart?

How do we transform the desert into something else

A place were springs abound, and God’s new thing springs forth.

What started all this reflecting were some words from Hafiz

This is perhaps my favorite of his pithy sayings

I

Am

A hole

In a flute

That the Christ’s breath

Moves through

Listen to this music

Wow

We, our hearts, our minds, our lives

Are that through which the Sacred breath

(I make that the Spirit) moves

It blows through us

and our lives resonate with the beauty of what that that breath creates

The antidote to dryness is Christ Spirit flowing through us

As Jesus would put it in John

He is the living water

He is the living giving Vine, from which, when we are connected to it

Life flows

and when we are connected to the Sacred

when the life flows

when the Breathe enlivens

Our “grief turns to joy”  (John 16:20)

Peace