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All religions believe this. Or should.

Friday, November 13th, 2009

The world’s religious leaders came together this year to make a joint statement about what is common across all of them.

Their statement is the best (first? only?) representation of the collective values of the world’s population that I’ve seen. It’s a call to action and a statement of purpose. I commit myself to strive to live up to these as if they were commandments.

It’s called the Charter for Compassion:

The principle of compassion lies at the heart of all religious, ethical and spiritual traditions, calling us always to treat all others as we wish to be treated ourselves. Compassion impels us to work tirelessly to alleviate the suffering of our fellow creatures, to dethrone ourselves from the centre of our world and put another there, and to honour the inviolable sanctity of every single human being, treating everybody, without exception, with absolute justice, equity and respect.

It is also necessary in both public and private life to refrain consistently and empathically from inflicting pain. To act or speak violently out of spite, chauvinism, or self-interest, to impoverish, exploit or deny basic rights to anybody, and to incite hatred by denigrating others—even our enemies—is a denial of our common humanity. We acknowledge that we have failed to live compassionately and that some have even increased the sum of human misery in the name of religion.

We therefore call upon all men and women ~

  • to restore compassion to the centre of morality and religion
  • to return to the ancient principle that any interpretation of scripture that breeds violence, hatred or disdain is illegitimate
  • to ensure that youth are given accurate and respectful information about other traditions, religions and cultures
  • to encourage a positive appreciation of cultural and religious diversity
  • to cultivate an informed empathy with the suffering of all human beings—even those regarded as enemies.

We urgently need to make compassion a clear, luminous and dynamic force in our polarized world. Rooted in a principled determination to transcend selfishness, compassion can break down political, dogmatic, ideological and religious boundaries. Born of our deep interdependence, compassion is essential to human relationships and to a fulfilled humanity. It is the path to enlightenment, and indispensible to the creation of a just economy and a peaceful global community.

Optimism…

Friday, May 26th, 2006

…is showing up in the morning to life. Choose.

The Meaning of Christmas (without Christ)

Thursday, December 23rd, 2004

Jason and Evan and I are revving up for the first big visit from Santa Clause. Evan is two-and-three-quarters, and is very excited about Christmas. Virgil (the angelic dog) sits atop the tree. Paper chains and pine roping deck the halls.

There’s only one catch: I’m not Christian.

I don’t believe what Christians do. I don’t believe that an external god incarnated a son who was sent to earth and then to hell to atone for my sins. Nonetheless, I have a rich spiritual life with an internal concept of god that connects me to all things. According to many non-Christians, I should reject Christmas if I reject Christianity. I disagree.

Cultures use holidays to mark time, teach useful behaviors and values, and provide opportunities for private reflection and personal growth. America celebrates Christmas, and at my house Christmas is an important spiritual holiday — even without Christ.

At its most honorable, Christmas reaffirms our faith in abundance. Like Hannukah, Christmas provides lights in the darkness and proves that the universe is mysteriously benevolent. Santa Clause embodies generosity and dares us to believe in the unbelievable. We look inside to figure out what we *really* want (an important skill that takes a surprising amount of practice). We learn that we often get what we ask for even though sometimes we don’t.

I understand that at its worst, Christmas can be a greedy, gluttonous fiasco of purposeless consumption. We’re teaching Evan that Santa gives us presents in order to teach us to give. We light the tree to learn that darkness is beautiful. We make our Christmas list to know ourselves better and to share that knowledge with others. We do these rituals to acknowledge our connection to a magical, hopeful, kind world that’s bigger than we can know.

Merry Christmas.

Everything looks perfect from far away

Saturday, September 4th, 2004

This morning MJ asked:

Where are the heroes, my dear friends. Where are the heroes?

The heroes of our past were nothing more than ideas — powerful icons created by lies of omission, our collective desire to believe in greatness, and our fear that greatness and weakness are mutually exclusive.

I think our generation — the one made up of dooce and you and me and heather and halcyon — is recrafting the notion of hero. The perfection myths are being replaced by stories of real people who are striving and alive and strong. Our heroes are the people who show up for life every day, who don’t shrink from their greatness or their weakness, who share their stories, if not fearlessly then at least courageously.

Happiness comes when we forgive ourselves. After that comes the hardest part: acknowledging that we may be flawed, but we’re great nonetheless.

If you want a hero, be a hero.

Brotherly advice

Friday, August 20th, 2004

My big brother is five years older than me, and because he chose to double-major in math and physics, it took him five years to finish school. So we graduated on the same day – me from high school and him from college. He headed off to the peace corps, to Nepal, but before he left, he gave me this advice:

Patience
Confidence
Security
Individuality

These, he said, are pretty much all you need in the world to be ok, so do what you can to have them. It wasn’t often that my brother gave me advice, and this seemed good, so I wrote it down and kept it near my desk all through college. Five years later, we again graduated on the same day – him with a master’s in some kind of engineering, and me with a BA in English. His advice helped me to survive all sorts of drama relatively unscathed: bad relationships, post-teen angst, death, divorce, and even unbelievably large tax bills.

Fifteen years later, I still think it was pretty good advice.