Thursday, September 29, 2016

Risk Factor

September 30, 2012

Dear Dee:
What can I say? I was fairly well blown away by your chalice lighting. It was so well written and filled with such a generosity of spirit. It brought tears to my eyes. I have often wondered if anyone could possibly understand the level of shame and regret that I feel over what I have done. Having read your words, I now know that there is at least one who does. I wish I could have been there to hear those words spoken and join with those who showered you with hugs. Thank you for seizing the opportunity to speak openly about such a sore and tender subject.

            Thanks for sending the conditions of my supervised release. No surprises there as it is as it was laid down by the judge at sentencing. I will definitely appeal to the probation officer about a computer and Internet access as they are essential tools for my writing. I will also appeal the ban on being able to go to the movies. You know how much I love that and, honestly, it seems so arbitrary. As long as I agree to stay away from kiddie matinees, limiting myself to 10 p.m. shows on Wednesday nights, it shouldn’t pose much risk. Of course, you and I know there is no risk at all at any time but they don’t know that. They don’t mention other places such as malls or fast food restaurants where young people tend to gather. All of this had no relationship to what I did (except the Internet part) but it is based on what a judge was able to imagine what I might do. I just hope I draw a probation officer who is open to dealing on these issues.

            When I gave my friend here the “Process Theology” sermon, I told him I was not trying to dissuade him from his own beliefs but to make it clearer to him what mine were. After he read it, he said that we could “agree to disagree.” I don’t think he found much merit to it. He is so immersed in his fundamentalist Christianity that, if it isn’t in the bible, it isn’t true. What I love so much about Unitarian Universalism is that it doesn’t just permit us to question, it requires it of us. Those who see the bible as the “undisputed word of God” don’t seem to want to acknowledge that it was written by mortal men and subject to all their personal agendas and prejudices. How else could we end up with Leviticus 20:13, which urges us to kill all gay people – and blame them for it.

            Your New England vacation plans sound wonderful. Please don’t worry about how I’ll react to news of your fun times. I do not despair about how free people spend their lives. I might envy it a bit but that’s okay. (I also envy your Samsung Galaxy Tablet. How could I not?)

Church – The chalice lighting was a very well written piece by ME titled “Role of Life,” in which she used the rules for mountain-biking as a metaphor for living. The one that resonated the most for me was, “When you have fallen off your bike and landed on your backside in cactus, you really find out who your friends are.”

            The sermon by Daniel Gregoire talked about beginnings and how he stumbled onto UU almost accidentally, leading him not only toward a new faith but a ministry in it. It’s relevance to me was that I would probably never have come to UU if I hadn’t done what I did that brought me here. My arrest and the very public humiliation that followed made me realize how bereft my life was of spirituality and created a very real need for me to reach out and grab onto something. It’s quite common, from what I’ve seen in here, though most tend to gravitate toward a more traditional Christian faith. For me, it still needed to make sense and UU fit the bill perfectly, allowing me the latitude to search through what I did and did not believe.

            The section I read from Peter Fleck’s book was a wonderful piece on our tendency to deny reality under adversity until such time as we are no longer able to. I want to Xerox it and send it to my friend Eric, who still struggles with what he did and why he is inside. I think it might help him.
            That’s it from me. Now go see the leaves and enjoy all that beauty.


Love, Steve