Recovering The Contemplative Dimension
Recovering The Contemplative Dimension
Recovering The Contemplative Dimension
If you raise the subject of contemplation, for many people the first
name that comes to mind is that of the Spanish Carmelite and
mystic, St John of the Cross. But it is not the Carmelite John I
want to talk about here. Instead, I would like to consider, for a
moment, a much less known spiritual author, a man whose name,
by coincidence, was exactly the same as that of the celebrated
Juan de la Cruz. But this other John, this less known John of the
Cross, this other spiritual author of the sixteenth century, was in
fact a Dominican.
This sharp and vivid reply reminds me of a no less vivid and also
amusing comment made by an elderly Dominican of this Province
of St Joseph. He was affectionately known, I understand, as Father
"Buzz". He came from Memphis, Tennessee. On one occasion, not
feeling very well, he went to visit his doctor, who said to him: "I'm
afraid, Father, the best thing you can do now is to give up drinking
alcohol completely". To which the Dominican replied: "Doctor, I'm
not worthy of the best. What's the second best?"
The Publican did not know he was justified. If you had asked him,
"Can you pray?" he would have said, "No, I cannot pray. I was
thinking of asking the Pharisee. He seems to know all about it. I
could only say I was a sinner. My past is so dreadful. I cannot
imagine myself praying. I am better at stealing."
The words of this prayer are prayed in deep poverty of spirit. But
the prayer is said with utter confidence all the same. And why?
Because the words of the prayer are Gospel words, and because
Christ, the life-giving healer and source of mercy, is at its center.
One small detail worth noting is the way Dominic's right hand
takes hold of the bread so decisively, while his left hand, no less
firm and strong, holds on to the table. The Dominic of this
painting, like the Dominic of history, clearly possesses a very firm
and very vital hold on the immediate world around him.
If my God is the God of the Bible, the living God, the "I am, I was,
I am coming", then God is inseparable from the world and from
human beings…My action, then, consists in handing myself over to
my God, who allows me to be the link for his divine activity
regarding the world and other people. My relationship to God is
not that of a cultic act, which rises up from me to Him, but rather
that of a faith by which I hand myself over to the action of the
living God, communicating himself according to his plan, to the
world and to other human beings. I can only place myself faithfully
before God, and offer the fulness of my being and my resources so
that I can be there where God awaits me, the link between this
action of God and the world.
In the practice of prayer, both public and private, and in the task
of preaching, we discover, in medio ecclesiae, that Christ is now
living his life within us. He is our risen brother to whom we can
turn, and speak as with a friend. "Consider", St Thomas writes,
quoting Chrysostom, "what a joy is granted you, what a glory is
given you, to talk with God in your prayers, to converse with
Christ, asking for whatever you want, whatever you desire."
The way this account has been written down, one has the sense
that Dominic's reverence for the individual altars in the Church, is
somehow intimately related to his reverence and care for the
sleeping brethren. It is almost as if Dominic is acknowledging, first
of all, the presence of the sacred in the altars, and then - with no
less reverence - acknowledging that same presence in his own
brethren. I have always been struck by a phrase which Yves
Congar quoted many years ago from Nicolas Cabasilas. It reads:
"Among all visible creatures, human nature alone can truly be an
altar." Congar himself, in his book, The Mystery of the Temple,
makes bold to say: "Every Christian is entitled to the name of
'saint' and the title of 'temple'." And again, echoing that same
Pauline vision, the first Master after Dominic, Jordan of Saxony,
writing to a Dominican community of nuns, exclaimed: "The
temple of God is holy, and you are that temple; nor is there any
doubt but that the Lord is in his holy temple, dwelling within you."
Among all those, within the Dominican tradition, who have spoken
and written concerning the neighbour in contemplation, the most
outstanding in my view is St Catherine of Siena. On the very first
page of her Dialogue, we are told that "when she was at prayer,
lifted high in spirit", God revealed to her something of the mystery
and dignity of every human being. "Open your mind's eye", he
said to her, "and you will see the dignity and beauty of my
reasoning creature." Catherine obeys at once. But when she opens
the eye of her mind in prayer, she discovers not only a vision of
God, and a vision of herself in God as his image, but also a new
and compassionate vision and understanding of her neighbour. "
[S]he immediately feels compelled", Catherine writes, "to love her
neighbour as herself for she sees how supremely she herself is
loved by God, beholding herself in the wellspring of the sea of the
divine essence."
Contained in these few words of Catherine there is, I believe, a
profound yet simple truth: the source of her vision of the
neighbour and the cause of her deep respect for the individual
person, is her contemplative experience. What Catherine receives
in prayer and contemplation is what Dominic had received before
her - not simply the command from God to love her neighbour as
she had been loved, but an unforgettable insight beyond or
beneath the symptoms of human distress, a glimpse into the
hidden grace and dignity of each person. So deeply affected was
Catherine by this vision of the neighbour that she remarked on
one occasion to Raymond of Capua that if he could only see this
beauty - the inner, hidden beauty - of the individual person as she
saw it, he would be willing to suffer and die for it. "Oh Father...if
you were to see the beauty of the human soul, I am convinced
that you would willingly suffer death a hundred times, were it
possible, in order to bring a single soul to salvation. Nothing in this
world of sense around us can possibly compare in loveliness with a
human soul".
When Catherine uses the phrase, "I die because I cannot die", she
never uses it to express a desire to be out of this world. Of course,
like Teresa, Catherine longs to be with Christ. But her passion for
Christ compels her, as a Dominican, to want to serve the Body of
Christ, the Church, here and now in the world, and in any way she
can. Her anguish of longing comes from her awareness that all her
efforts are inevitably limited. She writes: "I am dying and cannot
die; I am bursting and cannot burst because of my desire for the
renewal of holy Church, for God's honour, and for everyone's
salvation".
This outburst from Catherine does not mean that she had no
appreciation for the ordinary aids and supports necessary for the
contemplative life: solitude, for example, and recollection, and
silence. Silence in particular Catherine respected. But what she did
not approve of at all was the cowardly silence of certain ministers
of the Gospel who, in her opinion, ought to have been crying out
loud and clear on behalf of truth and justice. "Cry out as if you had
a million voices", she urged, "It is silence which kills the world".
Las Casas did not base the strength of his challenge on mere
emotion. Again and again we find the Dominican preacher
appealing in his writings to what he called the "intelligence of the
faith". According to Las Casas, the best way to arrive at Gospel
truth was "by commending oneself earnestly to God, and by
piercing very deeply - until one finds the foundations." It was at
this level of humble yet persistent meditation that Bartolomé
encountered not just the truth about God, but God himself, the
God of the Bible, the Father of Christ Jesus, the living God who, in
Bartolomé's own words, has "a very fresh and living memory of
the smallest and most forgotten."
God had given [Dominic] a special grace to weep for sinners and
for the afflicted and oppressed; he bore their distress in the inmost
shrine of his compassion, and the warm sympathy he felt for them
in his heart spilled over in the tears which flowed from his eyes.
Conclusion
P.S. Due to our willingness to make vailable immediatly the text of this particular
conference, it was not possible for the author to include, as footnotes, the many
sources of his work. In particular, the author regrets not being able to acknowledge
his debt to the work of certain Dominican scholars. In time, however, the complet
text will be available in printed form.