Light over fractured presence

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Light over fractured presence Everything changes. We are going through the single greatest transformation of human life in all of known history. Technology has elevated the pace of human productivity to astronomical and unheard of rates. Communications technology challenges the very foundations of existence as it encroaches toward "no-time," and in our social interactions "no-space." The impact of the changes through which are living on being human has not begun to come under serious reflection.

The internet and telecommunications revolution has altered life at the most basic levels, both for individuals and families, as well as for nations and the "global human family." The power of our connectivity serves at once to intensify and increase our "oneness" as a species on the one hand, and to cause radical disintegration in human relations on the other. I can have 20 scholars working on this page with me as I write, just the right scholars, from any corner of the world, on the one hand, and on the other I can be surrounded by my children at the dinner table, all texting friends here and there, utterly disconnected from where they are and with whom they are.

If I like soccer, I need not watch the local team in the fresh air with my fellow New Yorkers, because I might be a Tottenham fan choosing to watch their matches in the solitude (loneliness) of my own kitchen table. My wife and I might like the movie Meet Joe Black, but I like the 1934 version and she the 1998 remake. She'll watch her version in the den. I'll watch the earlier version upstairs somewhere.

When I was 18 I hitch-hiked for days to surprise visit to a friend by just showing up at his door. "He'll be shocked." Today, if my 18 year old stops to tie her shoelace in Times square, 50 Homeland Security cameras catch the action, and at least some percentage of NY's billions of police will take notice. Google is probably tracking the key strokes of this introduction as I type it, and my email and Gmail will carry ads for


shoelaces next time I open a "letter."

We are so connected, and so disconnected. We are everywhere in the blink of an eye, yet never where we sit, or with whom we sit.

Does anyone gaze out the window of a train anymore? Or just gaze? Pause. Let one's thoughts wander, sort themselves out, settle, find a still resting place like water? In my world I never see a person pause and reflect. never anymore. The cell phone, and the ever more infintie mobile entertainment devices seem to shield human beings from themselves, from their thoughts, from the settling of their whole being to oneness and stasis, the foundation to carry on. Lest a fleeting moment befall a modern in which, God forbid, they actually had a non-functional thought or reflection, out comes the phone, the ipod, the "doing," the consuming, the pursuing, and oh what isolated, roaringly self-obsessed, self-absorbed, self-serving doing, consuming, and pursuing it is.

In the few short years sicne the inexorable march of cell-phone tyranny began, all people have slid into the burden of living 3 or 4 lives at once. Home is never away from us while we are at work. Work is never away from us while we are home. What happens to the human spirit in all this? Who or what provides the anchor in the storm, the still at the center, the breadcrumbs on the path to help find our way home day by day? What do days, weeks, and years of never stopping to think, of Blackberry email at funerals, of office mail during your boy's first soccer game of the season, do to the human spirit? Who and what is taking care of being human during this hypersonic, agitable pace of change in our crowded, confused, and fractured world family?

People who fail to intuit the importance of spiritual life, and the need for this to institutionalize itself in religious structures, occasionally either from ignorance, or from ideological guile try to bury religions in the time of their founding and origins, a trick to intensify the argument of their


contemporary irrelevance. (Fulminating on things one doesn't understand is pretty old too, though). (New religions also succumb to the error of understanding established religions as being "from long ago.") This of course is not accurate. All major religions are constantly evolving, constantly struggling to be relevant to any given time and society in which it operates. The challenge to do so in the case of religion is acute however, since origins (which really ARE from long ago) are sacred, but the pursuit of relevance to the present, not necessarily so. Suffice it to say, while one errs to think of contemporary religion as arcane (despite so many arcane trappings and habits) one must simultaneously ask or seek for the wellspring of religion in this time, this time of hypersonic, agitable change, that can pastor the person, the family, and our kind. The mission to guide humanity through this time must be the context for interfaith. This is a positive horizon. Most approaches to interfaith are "curative" oriented, or experiential and sentimental in orientation. Truth is that stopping fighting is never a sufficient cause to bring itself to pass. People already know that fighting is no good, both before and while their fighting. The mere ideal to develop "harmonious relations" does not suffice. Furthermore, the delight of people who awaken one by one from the slumber of unexamined and inherited religious prejudice while a good thing also is insufficient. These folk, who tend not to be ensconced in the power tectonics of religion cannot understand why religious conflict persists. It persists for the same reason all conflict exists whenever power and resources are at stake. Where in human affairs exists the example of leaders transcending selfinterest to collaborate for the greater good? The correct answer is nowhere (though of course there are countless instances of individual saints and rogues with enough sense and wisdom to do so). As whole enterprises and institutions collaboration transcending self interest where power and resources are at stake do not exist, no matter how high minded the enterprise is, the arts, science, the academy, and so forth. The reason why interreligious discord stands out as an abomination is because of the mission of religion to mediate God and God's peace. This is the great conundrum and great challenge. Here we have an enterprise that deals in absolutes, in non-negotiables, on matters of ultimate


concern, where compromise is not a virtue, and in fact not possible or proper, on the one hand, yet it is meant to be the wellspring of peace, charity, kindness, and all manner of virtue on the other. We have never lived well with this paradox, and the history of religious war, violence, and atrocities can testify to that. But now, as our world is being folded in onto itself in the kiln of forced oneness wrought by trasportation, communications, and all manner of technological advance, the paradox of religious tension and conflict screams out as all the more abhorrent. The horrible carnage that fills our lives these days, so much of which has a "religious" (admittedly perverted religion) undercurrent, makes the need for interfaith pressing in our time. But the religious world faces every bit the challenge of our race as a whole. We are being thrust more profoundly into the conditions of one world, but we have not transcended our inner darkness that makes us comfortable with hatred and separation. It is for this reason that families are disintegrating, if not substantially then in heart, as technology creates "oneness-possibilities." In the same way, religions (like all else in the world) are being thrust into the conditions of one world, but it too has not transcended its ease with separation. Some part of the human being, and some part of human life must be the unifier in the face of disintegration. In the person it is spirit, in world affairs it is religion. This is the mission of interfaith today.


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