You Can’t be Creative If You Refuse to be Confused

September 3rd, 2010

by Rev. Joan Van Becelaere
Ohio-Meadville District Executive

Last week, I did something that I had been longing to do for some time. I saved my pennies (well…dimes and dollars) and spent a week at the Cape Cod Institute attending a class offered by Margaret Wheatley and Angela Blanchard, called “Leaders For The Storm: Wisdom Old and New for Leading in Crisis and Chaos.”

The presenters started off with a basic assertion that we live I n an age of anxiety, uncertainty, disillusionment and exhaustion. As well as an age of exploration, generosity and clarity. Kind of like the start to Dicken’s “Tale of Two Cities” – “ It was the worst of times. It was the best of times….”

But I have to admit – they struck a chord. It IS anxious and chaotic and exploratory and generous out there. There is a lot of change going on …constantly. And all of this stuff will and is impacting each and every one of us.

And then they said something that directly reflected the concerns I hear from congregational leaders every day — leadership has never been as difficult and perplexing as it is today.

The systems that created our modern state of crises, they said, cannot resolve the problems. New systems must be created to find our way to real workable solutions. Leaders are called upon to play two roles–hospice workers to the failed systems (to keep what is necessary still running) while trying to act as midwives to the birth of new ones (that will bring real solutions.).

Change is inevitable and the pace is picking up. Of course, this situation results in social and psychological chaos. This isn’t to be feared since ”you can’t be creative if you refuse to be confused.” You can’t find new solutions if you refuse to jump in and face the situation in all of its messiness and admit that you don’t know all of the answers. But it does call for changing some of our key beliefs about how the world works and our assumptions about how to lead and organize.

Our world currently operates with some basic assumptions that serve to hinder us in our attempts to deal with the world today.

1. Leaders have to maintain control and produce stability in the face of uncertainty. We don’t need creativity or experimentation. There is no room for the confusion or failure that comes with experiments.

2. That’s the way things are and we can’t change them. Disillusionment is the way of the world.

3. Only a select, few, gifted folk can be leaders. There aren’t enough leaders to go around.

4. We live in the midst of scarcity. There are not enough time, talent, ideas or resources to deal with our problems.

5. Other humans are inadequate and not be trusted. We have to find ways to control them from messing things up even more.

Counter to this rather dismal set of assumptions, we are called upon to foster new beliefs that will help us address our new world of creative chaos. Let me try to summarize these briefly albeit inadequately.

1. Chaos is the necessary route to creativity and newness. Experimentation is a blessing and failure is how we learn to succeed the next time. We have to let go of our futile and destructive search for certainty if we want to see new possibilities. We have to stop thinking that we know all of the answers if we are going to discover the new approaches that will be truly effective.

2. Every situation is workable. Maybe not immediately. Maybe not in the ways first expected. Life will always give you feedback that you can learn from. Whatever you do, you get a response. The worlds is always sending you messages. But we ignore this reality. We focus on the action to much we forget that feedback comes to us. We need to listen then ask …did the action work? Is the response what you expected? What do we learn from the feedback?

3. Leaders are made (or can be taught) not born. Most leaders want to believe the leadership is a special quality only available to them — and a few of their friends. But there is a better definition of leadership — a leader is anyone who is willing to help, anyone who sees something that needs to be changed and steps forward to take on the challenge. Most of us can be leaders on behalf of something we care about. The true role of a leader today is to set the stage so other leaders can emerge.

4. We have what we need. This is where paying attention to the diversity around us helps us see more options. After all, no one person can see the world in all of its fullness. There are untapped, unrealized resources in people and cultures and traditions right in front of us. Leaders help others discover their own potential and creativity and skills and calling to lead. One very powerful example – we label folk as ‘poor’ and assume they are entirely helpless, not recognizing or trying to draw on the skills and creativity and knowledge they have that can be used to address their situation.

5. The human spirit can not be extinguished. We have to learn to trust one another and create new connections across all of our former boundaries. We have learn to act from our own sense of generosity, not fear. Generosity is a matter of the human heart operating in the world without fear.

I m just now beginning to unpack what these assumptions might mean for my ministry and work with congregations and the Ohio-Meadville district. It will be an exciting year.

Margaret Wheatley has a new book out that was written for these times: “Perseverance.” I really recommend it.

And I WILL get a t-shirt that says: “You can’t be creative if you refuse to be confused.”

Young Adult Ministry survey online–do it now!

September 1st, 2010

You may remember (or may not) that the Young Adult Ministry Committee (YAMC) was formed last year to help grow Young Adult/Campus Ministry in the Ohio-Meadville District. The Committee has been working to assess Young Adult programming needs in the Ohio-Meadville District by (!) talking to people who know about it: Young Adults, people in lay and professional leadership in congregations, people in campus ministry, and generally anyone who’s interested in or has something to say about ministry to and with young adults. (Young Adult ministry is defined as any program or activity that fosters spiritual gathering, spiritual development, and/or social networking for those who identify as UU and are between the ages of 18 and 35.)
Part of this assessment has been holding listening sessions throughout the district. You may have heard of one or participated in one. If you did, great—thanks for your input! And if you’ve thought of more things you want to say, read on to find out how. If you didn’t, read on, because there’s another way to make your voice heard as our committee’s work continues!
Our committee has developed a survey to help us learn more about what’s happening and what should happen in YA ministry in OMD. This survey is for anyone who has had some experience as a young adult in the OMD, or with young adult programming in the OMD. And because it’s on Surveymonkey, it would be easy for you to get to, and fill out, right now! Here’s the link:

http://www.surveymonkey.com/s/33V6D5P

Go do it, and shape the future of young adult ministry in the OMD You’ll be glad you did! (So will I.)

To Boldly Go…

August 31st, 2010

I was in Youngstown, Ohio a couple of weeks ago facilitating a retreat of congregations from the Ohio Meadville District.  I was pouring myself a cup of coffee in the hotel breakfast area when a hotel employee struck up a conversation with me.

“Working hard?” he asked in a cheery voice.

“Hardly working,” I quipped, immediately chastising myself for my annoying habit of being flip with people that I don’t know.

“What do you do?” he asked, undeterred.

Now at this point, I usually hesitate and consider how much this guy really wants to know.  My tendency is to give as little information as possible.

“I do training with groups”, I said, hoping that would satisfy him.

“What groups?”

Uh, oh!  “Well, in Youngstown, I’m working with a group of congregations.”

“What religion?” he continued.

Okay, now he’d gone too far.  Now he was really pushing it.  Do I dare tell him the truth?  Will he be able to handle the truth?  I decide to let it all hang out.

“I work for the Unitarian Universalist Association”, I blurt out, “and I’m facilitating a retreat with Unitarian Universalist Congregations from the eastern Ohio and western Pennsylvania regions.”

Okay, that should do it.  That should most assuredly end any further conversation.  He’ll probably stumble and stammer now and make some comment about having to get back to work.  Well, at least I can get on my way and…

“What’s that?” he suddenly asked.  “What’s Unitarian Universalism?”

This guy doesn’t know when to quit.  I can’t believe he’s asking me this.  Even more, I can’t believe I have to come up with an answer.  This is every UUs nightmare.  How am I supposed to know what Unitarian Universalism is?  No one has ever told me.  I decide to take a stab at it.

“Well, we’re small in number, but our hearts are big.” Oy, I am not off to a good start.  “We are a liberal religious faith that encourages its members to seek their own spiritual path.  We believe in making a difference in the community and fighting for a more just and peaceful world.”

Not bad, I thought.  Not bad.  I could have talked a little more about our drawing from many religious sources and the whole interdependent web thing, but overall not a bad little statement.

And then my new friend said something that really impacted on me.  With true surprise and real sincerity, he told me that he had never heard of our religion until I just told him.  He seemed amazed at this and genuinely pleased at having learned something new.  We exchanged a couple more pleasantries and then parted.  But his words hung in the air for me for a long time.  And I realized that if I hadn’t mentioned the words “Unitarian Universalism” to him, he still would not know who we were.  But now he knows…and maybe someday he hears the words again, or tells someone else what he learned from me.

That’s how we create awareness.  One person; one conversation at a time.  Our tendency as Unitarian Universalists to be sheepish about our faith, to think of other words to describe who we are out of a sense of awkwardness or embarrassment, serves no one well.  We need to find more ways to display our faith, to encourage questions and conversations, to boldly go where few Unitarian Universalists have gone before.  We need to proclaim our religion proudly and loudly, even first thing in the morning over a cup of coffee.

With respect,

Mark Bernstein

Regional Growth Development Consultant, Central East Region of the UUA

A Simple Souvenir

August 20th, 2010

My tour of the Ohio-Meadville District last week included a LREDA chapter meeting, a YAC meeting, dinner with District President Phil Reed, and in-person conversations with religious educators, ministers, and lay leaders from no less than a dozen congregations!  It is such a joy getting to know everyone, and I am learning so much.

As I was hoofing it back to my hotel from a nearby restaurant after a hot, humid, hectic first day on the road, I glanced down and happened to notice a jagged piece of wood lying atop some mulch.  It caught my eye because it looked just like a fish, with a little knot in the wood right where the eye should be!  I stopped (which I hadn’t done all day), admired it, took its picture, and decided to hold onto this little treasure.  My fish-stick kept me company for the remainder of my journey.  It now sits on my desk, a memento of my inaugural voyage to the Ohio-Meadville District.

A stick that resembles a fish.  Inconsequential, really.  And that’s the point.  My fish-stick serves as a reminder that it’s important to look around, to notice the small things, to discover the marvelous in the mundane.  Even on a busy day…especially on a busy day.

May each of you find a fish-stick of one sort or another in your busy days ahead.

Joyfully,

Jan Gartner

Lifespan Faith Development and Youth Ministries Consultant

The People…united…can never be defeated

August 1st, 2010

We began our day at 6 am on July 29th, the day that SB1070 was law, in an Episcopal Cathedral in downtown Phoenix. The processional was led by those who had maintained a vigil for 104 days, from the time that Gov. Brewer signed 1070 into law. They came in bearing Our Lady of Guadeloupe and were followed by clergy of many faiths, including many, many UU’s. The cathedral was filled with supporters of the vigil, Puente, the organization that invited us to support them, and about 150 more UU’s.

That service marked the passing of the baton to us to keep bearing witness to the struggle for human dignity and freedom in Arizona, an Arizona that is the front line in the struggle for human dignity. From the cathedral we all marched together to the center of Phoenix and there parted. Those who had kept vigil returned to the vigil site for a last rally. I believe there were no arrests there and the people left for home and well-deserved rest.

And we took up the cause as allies of Puente and all Latina/o and all other people of color in Arizona. We took over the intersection in front of the sheriff’s office and unrolled a huge banner designating the corner as a human rights zone. As about 50 or 60 of us – UU’s, Puente supporters and others – were arrested, still others raced to the jail and blocked one of the entrances in an effort to prevent the raids that the sheriff said he had been planning for months. Together we did stop many of those raids, at least on that day. Some families had a bit more time to be together.

While I was waiting to be booked, I talked with two young men who believed that they were being deported. They had been stopped for minor driving infractions. One was the primary caretaker for his 3-year old son. He was openly crying. Imagine how heart-broken a man has to be to cry in jail!

The human rights zone banner in the middle of the intersection outside the sheriff’s office was a vital, life-giving symbol. The laws and the way the sheriff implements them amount to sheer terrorism. The stated goal is to make day to day life so horrible that immigrants of whatever status will leave.

When we were out of jail we just had time for a shower before we gathered at the Valley UU Church for a legal debrief, potluck and Taize service. When we finished the Taize service, the plan was to go to the Puente office to meet again with those we went to jail with to share stories and tears and hugs. In the middle of our service the call came in. Salvador Reza, the Puente leader who came to General Assembly to invite us to work with them, had been arrested and was being held without charges in a van. Would we come down immediately and support their vigil? Knowing what a difference it made to us when we were in jail to hear the drumbeat and know that it meant that a crowd of people were outside the jail standing with us, we responded, even though we were in the same spot that Senor Reza was arrested.

There we found out that those who had trained us in non-violent direct action and actively supported us as we took over the intersection and blocked the jail entrance had themselves blocked the exit used by the huge and hugely intimidating sweeps vans and been taken to jail. Their one role ended, they had taken on a new role, taken up the baton.

As I returned to the church from the vigil, driven by someone who had just arrived from California a few hours before, I found Carolina, the tireless organizer of homestays and transportation still there working on getting many to the airport and homestays for the people who are arriving. The sheriff has not completed his sweeps, his terrorizing. Every Latina/o in Maricoupa County is subject to that oppression regardless of citizenship or immigration status.

Every Latina/o that organizes and stands up for human rights in Arizona risks so much more than the majority of UUs do. Those of us in jail saw it play out again and again within our own group. The UU’s of color were treated demonstrably differently than other UU’s were.

We have an important role to play in Arizona on the front lines of the struggle for human rights. As of Saturday morning I put down my baton there, to assume a new role of telling people in my congregation and my community the stories of Arizona. Will you take up the baton in Arizona and run with it for a while?

Jolinda Stephens

DRE, First UU Church of Columbus

First thoughts from AZ

July 31st, 2010

My deep gratitude goes out to everyone who has been part of our efforts here in AZ. I sing praises to Puente and the Catalyst Project and the Ruckus Society and the Standing on the Side of Love team. I sing songs of joy for the members of the local UU congregations who provided so much support, for the UUs from across the country who came here to be a part of this witness, and for the UUs everywhere who have been with us in spirit these last long and intense days. I offer special songs of gratitude to my partner Ellen who has managed tech support for me while caring for our foster children, our family members, especially Ellen’s mother Ellie who traveled to OH to help Ellen and my family members who have been driving me all around Phoenix, and the members of my congregation for their support.

Participating in the civil disobedience action in front of the Wells Fargo building on Thursday, I felt completely grounded in the values of our faith. In the beginning we chanted loudly proclaiming our support for human rights for all. In time the chanting gave way to song and then songs and then finally to one song which we sang over and over and over agian. “When I breathe in, I breathe in peace. When I breathe out, I breathe out love.” I could see and hear the UUs on the support team standing on the sidewalk behind the curtain of police singing with us, sending us love.

As I was being loaded into the police van wearing my clerical collar and with my hands cuffed behind my back, I coud hear another chant erupt on the side. “Arrest Arpaio, not the clergy!” Later as I sat in the jail awaiting booking I met the man who was responsible for leading that chant. Miguel (not his real name) asked me to tell his story. He came to be part of the support team in Phoenix. He was not intending to get arrested. He stood on the sidewalk chanting and cheering while those of us in the Wells Fargo intersection action were arrested. Once the last person was taken away he ran over to the 4th Street jail to cheer those involved in the action there. The police issued an order for people to disperse and before he could move he was grabbed by several officers. They held him hard and directed him toward the jail entrance. He was hurting so he started yelling loudly “I am not resisting arrest” over and over again. They told him that he was and once they got into the jail builidng and out of the eye of the cameras and the crowds, they threw him to the ground and kicked him repeatedly in the ribs while one of the officers yelled racial epithets at him.

By contrast, when I was arrested, the officers could not have been more courteous. They gave us warnings over a period of time. Before they began arrests, they told us they understood we had a point to make and they wanted us to understand they had a job to do, but if we complied they would try to be gentle and orderly in the process. What is the difference? Granted we were arrested by diffeent authorities, but it seems obvious to me that I was the beneficiary of white privilege while Miguel was the victim of racism.

During our long night in the county jail we talked with many women in the general prison population. Over and over we heard stories of racism leading to arrest and subsequent mistreatment by the police. We even witnessed some of that mistreatment with our own eyes. We saw prisoners being denied their medications even when they pled for the drugs they needed. We saw a woman attacked by a gaurd when she swore at an officer in frustration. We exprienced their tactics of marching people from cell to cell every few hours in what seems a stategy of disorienting, intimidating and fatiguing the prisoners.

There is no denying that jail is a mean place. The cells are cold, brightly lit cement tanks which are clearly designed to be as uncomfortable as possible. The place is dirty. The food is bad. But those of us who were arrested in the protest were keenly aware that we were there by choice and that our confiement was temporary. We had the benefit of support from our fellow protestors. We knew there were people outside rallying and praying for us and that lawyers were working on our defense. We knew we would soon be returning to our families, our jobs and our ordinary lives. We sang together and told jokes to pass the time. In the morning we prayed. Holding hands we offered a prayer of gratitude for every single person who dares, in whatever way they are able, to take a stand on the side of love. And we offered a prayer of humility, knowing that Latinos/Latinas and other people of color would continue to targeted with increasing vigilance here in AZ after we all go home.

Our actions here in AZ were imporant. I believe we made a difference. But the work must continue. With faith we will stay strong. Together we will keep on bending the moral arc of the universe a little bit more towards justice. Si se puede!

In faith,
Melissa

Rev. Melissa Carvill-Ziemer

Minister, Unitarian Universalist Church of Kent

It’s More Than a Slogan

July 31st, 2010

by Rev. Joan Van Becelaere

Where to start?

Thursday and Friday in Phoenix have been frightening. And filled with hope. Exhausting. And Exhilarating. Tearful. And filled with the overwhelming power of love.

One image I will never forget is the picture of the people, most in yellow “Love” shirts, blocking the downtown Phoenix intersection. While they were being arrested, they linked arms and sang the ‘breathing meditation’ from the hymnal:  ”When I breathe in, I breathe in peace.  When I breathe out,  I breathe out love.”

Tonight, we were in the middle of a Taize-style service of song and mediation when it was suddenly announced that Salvador Reza, human rights activist and leader of Puente, was arrested for a second time by Sherrif Arpaio. But there were no charges! The retaliatory nature of the arrest was obvious.

We cut the worship meeting short and organized to go out to Phoenix’s tent city where S. Reza was being held.

When Jerry (spouse) and I got there, things were getting started. Some people were beginning to smudge the demonstration site. Others were seting up the drum. Still others were handing out signs and setting aside sections of the sidewalk for those who wanted to pray. Small children were runnign around, fanning people with Standing on The Side of Love signs to cool them off in the early evening heat.

I sat down with in the prayer section and settled in. It was an amazing experience to try and mediated while drums are beating and people are chanting and car horns (so many,many car horns) are honking in support. It was a powerful experience and I will neve forget.

After about an hour and 3/4 or so, one of the folk who had been arrested yesterday asked me to drive her back to her hotel. She was simply worn out. I was amazed she was still standing. So Jerry and I took her back to her hotel.

While in the lobby, we received several kind comments and two young adults/people of color came over to shake our hands and thank us enthusiastically for coming to Phoenix. I was a bit speechless.

The vigil is still ongoing and has moved to the downtown jail location where S. Reza was moved (we think.) It’s nearly midnight and Jerry and I are also feeling exhausted. So we will sleep awhile and plan to rejoin the vigil in the morning before heading out for our plane back to Columbus.

I feel that something major has happened this week. This is the beginning of a change in the American soul. Standing on the side of love has become more than a niftly little song in the hymnal. It has become more than a slogan and t-shirt. It is now a way of life.

May we all learn to live in love.

Arizona, the Night Before

July 29th, 2010

I just got back to my homestay from an excellent non-violent civil disobedience training put on by the Ruckus Society and the Catalyst Project. It was held at the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of Phoenix and there were more than 100 Unitarian Universalists there. It was wonderful to be in the room with so many dedicated people and positive energy. I think that’s there hope that we as a religious community can make a positive difference in the situation here in Arizona.

I have been told that no other religious community has turned out in the same number as the Unitarian Universalists. The Unitarian Universalist efforts in Phoenix are being coordinated, in part, by the Unitarian Universalist Association’s Standing on the Side of Love campaign. The campaign has offered us some clear and helpful messaging for when we talk with the press. The message we’re supposed to be offering up reads: “I am here to stand on the side of love with immigrant families and people of color in Arizona who are threatened by SB1070. This legislation was born out of fear. It scapegoats and criminalizes entire communities and does nothing to fix our broken immigration system. Congress and the Administration must work together towards a humane solution that allows families to stay together, provides a path to legalization, and gives people hope.”

I think that is a good summation of my overall position and it is certainly what I intend to say in the unlikely event that I get the opportunity to talk to the press.

On a slightly different subject I understand that portions of SB1070 were stayed in an injunction today. What we are hearing on the ground from Puente and others in the communities effected is that the injunction cannot be thought of as even a partial victory. It does not stay many of the more odious parts of the law. Someone put it this way today: the injunction does not stop immigrant communities and their supporters from being terrorized in Arizona, it just limits the reasons for which they can be terrorized. In light of this the protests for tomorrow are going ahead as planned. I will tweet as much as I can tomorrow. Since many of the protests tomorrow are unpermitted it is possible that at some point I’ll be silent for awhile. If I am I will post an update as soon as I can.

Colin B

“Why We Are in Phoenix” by Rev. Joan Van Becelaere

July 29th, 2010

My alarm rang at 3:30 am today. As I set up I saw my three cats, lined up at the foot of the bed, staring at me –as only felines can stare. They were definitely disgruntled and seemed to ask: “Why are you getting up at this outrageous time of night/morning?”

I nudged/pushed my spouse, Jerry, out of bed. He joined the cats in asking “Why?”, even though he knew perfectly well why we needed to get to the airport for a 6 am flight.

So, we shlepped to the airport in Columbus and spent the next 7 hours in and out of various crowded planes and bustling airports.

Why?

And then we finally arrived at Phoenix and stepped into 110+ heat. Wow!!

Why?

And spent the afternoon and evening in non-violence and clergy peace presence training.

Why indeed?

Because we called to stand on the side of love with immigrant families and people of color here in Arizona and throughout the United States who are the victims of hate and fear.

Because Arizona’s SB 1070, despite some ameliorating measures today, is legislation born out of fear and the worst kind of panic. It tries to criminalize whole communities of people and does nothing to mend our broken immigration system.

Because our national leaders must step up and work together to create a humane solution to immigration reform that allows families to stay together, provides a path to legal status (not amnesty), protetcts all people, and gives people hope for the future.

Because we are called to work together to help bend the arc of the Universe toward justice and thus build the Beloved Community.

We are in Phoenix today and especially tomorrow because we care about the heart and soul and future of America. It is a moral imperative that we be here.

And we now know that the world is watching to see what happens here in Phoenix on July 29, 2010.

Tomorrow should be a very interesting day indeed.

Standing on the Side of (tough?) Love

July 28th, 2010

This is Jolinda Stephens, DRE at First UU Columbus, blogging from Arizona, as more than 100 of us gather to stop the anti-immigrant SB 1070 by tomorrow or engage in civil disobedience to end the enforcement of this law that seeks to criminalize certain immigration statuses. This is a law that affects us all.

Last night the UU Congregation of Phoenix, one of our organizing congregations sponsored the screening of 9500 Liberty, which documents what happened in Prince Williams County VA when they passed a similar law. It destroyed both community peace and the local economy. Learn more about the documentary at http://www.9500liberty.com/ or explore their channel on youtube. They posted segments as they filmed them. Last night’s forum was streamed through the Coffee Party’s website. The directors are also the founders of the Coffee Party.

Following the screening, the two directors and two local politicians talked about how we address immigration issues and other assaults to our communities and the public good by forces of intolerance and violence. Annabel Park and Eric Byler, the directors, had seen and even become a force in restoring a community to a more civil society through reason, facts and courage of people of conscience. They argued for combating the forces of hate with reason, an aggressive campaign to get the facts out and involvement of faith communities. Hating and demonizing the enemy does not help, they said.

Eric told about one scene that they left on the cutting room floor. Outside one meeting there were Latina/o community members yelling “We are human beings.” And a group gathered just a few yards away who were armed and shouting back, “No you aren’t.” He said at that point he decided it was time to go inside. He felt very unsafe. And yet with all the hate, in the end the law was rescinded. One of the main factors that brought Republicans around was the fact that taxes had to be increased by 25% to implement the law.

The local people on the panel were much more pessimistic. It could be summed up with the comment from one that though the grownups won in Virginia, there were no grownups in Arizona politics. The whole idea of going for the center and of appealing to conscience doesn’t work was the message I took from them. The other message that came across loud and clear was that people of conscience in Arizona are very tired and low on hope. I also agree that appeasement and allowing the frame of the debate to be moved constantly to the right is not the answer. How about some radical love?

This afternoon we all gather and do several hours of civil disobedience training and action planning. The law goes into effect tomorrow and we start at 4:30 am to struggle for human rights with love.

Your fact for today: If those who are out of immigration status are “illegal” then every adult who has ever violated a traffic law is “illegal.”