Showing posts with label Seattle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Seattle. Show all posts

Monday, June 25, 2012

Chapel of St. Ignatius - Seattle University















A church is not a building, or a sacramental space.  A church, or the church, is community being formed and shaped by Jesus Christ for transformation and witness.

Such were some of my thoughts this past week of vacation ~ when I finally got around to thinking about anything at all.

Nevertheless, I am passionately interested in sacred architecture.  And I wondered why I like this version so very much.  We all know that, to my way of thinking, Chartres Cathedral is the pinnacle of  church design and artistry.  But out here, here in north-central Ohio where I pastor, there are a number of nondenominational and semi-megachurches that might best be described, from an outdoor vantage point anyway, as verging on barn-like in design.  And so I have been required to give some thought to  a certain form of church architecture which I can most charitably describe as entirely without promise.

So why do I like this little hodge-podge of a chapel so much?  It possesses its own barn-like elements, along with a flavor of Zen and an intentionality toward the light and dark of spiritual consolation and desolation, none of which entirely converge. Although all things that rise must, according to Flannery O'Connor.

I suppose the pleasure I took in our visit there goes back to the matter of community.  I took one look at the IHS window and knew immediately that I was at home in a community shaped by Jesus Christ, a community whose 450-plus year old spiritual tradition has played a big part in the shaping of me.  I am apparently intrigued by and willing to accept almost any creative expression emerging threfrom,  because I feel the embrace of God when I stand in a space of its making.  It's the community and its prayer which endow the building with meaning, rather than the other way around.

(And yes, Ignatius of Antioch was a different Ignatius.  In case you were wondering.)

Sunday, June 24, 2012

The Spiritual Exercises in Glass: Seattle University

People have engaged in interpretation of The Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius for over 450 years. There was a time, not so long ago, when the Exercises remained entirely within the purview of The Society of Jesus, and were presented to Jesuits in formation via a rigid program of daily preached sessions, in which the young men were instructed as to how and what they were to pray and how they were expected to respond.  Meetings with spiritual directors were rare, brief, and often uncomfortable.

I did not know any of this when I asked an older Jesuit to become my spiritual director and guide me through the Exercises.  I did not know that fifty years earlier he had been one of the men in the forefront of a massive re-thinking of the Exercises, of the rediscovery of the individual retreat -- one director, one retreatant, and a series of quiet meetings in which the retreatant does most of the talking, the director, most of the listening, and the Holy Spirit, all of the directing -- and of the opening of the door to the prayer of the Exercises to all sorts of people from all walks of life.  I did not know until much later that what I experienced in my Year of the Exercises would have been entirely off limits to me only a few decades earlier.

The reinterpretation of the Exercises has not been limited to the written page or spoken word, however.  Much of it has emerged in various artistic forms, forms which include the windows of the Chapel of St. Ignatius at Seattle University.

When we stopped by, my initial goal was to view the panels of St. Ignatius's life, painted by Dora Nikolova Bittau.  I have a set of postcards of the panels, given to me some years ago by spiritual director emeritus.  Once I had looked up directions to the university and chapel, I was also curious about the building, which has generated considerable controversy for its architectural style and its openness to interfaith expression.  I also discovered a brief reference to the Steven Holls windows depicting the four-week sequence of the Spiritual Exercises, and thought that I would like to see them as well.

I couldn't even find the windows at first, although they are on the wall to the left as you enter the building.  They didn't look anything at all like what I had expected.  Actually, once I figured out that they were, indeed, the windows, I still had no idea what they were intended to convey.  I stayed there a long time, staring and thinking my way through the four weeks of the Exercises, and finally came up with an interpretation that made sense to me.

As it turns out, the artist's own views differ somewhat from mine ~ but then that's the joy and challenge of art, isn't it?  You put your work out there, and people attach to it what significance they will.  I offer below my understanding of what I saw.  I'm sorry that the images are so poor; it's a difficult setting for photography, and the rain outside did not enhance the lighting.


Week One: Having spent preliminary time in what Ignatius calls the Principle and Foundation, a period of immersion in God's creative love, in Week 1 we pray over sin and sinfulness and their manifestations in our lives and in the world.  The jagged gash down the middle seemed to me to be representative of that week's focus.


Week 2: We encounter Jesus through his birth and life.  I saw the crosses, symbols of Jesus, as moving in and out and among of the circles, as indicative  of life and its many different episodes and encounters.


Week 3: Passion and Crucifixion.  This window is set high in the wall, and the sense it gives is one of everything falling apart and toppling downward.


Week 4: Resurrection.  An opening tomb?  An opening world?  The opening of the lid captivating human history to human sinfulness?  The breaking apart, opening up, and debunking of the old as all things are made new? 

Needless to say, I was entranced.  I'll add some photos of the chapel itself in another post.



Friday, June 22, 2012

We're Back!

Seattle . . .  Bainbridge Island and Poulsbo . . . the Gerstenbergers . . . Father's Day luncheon with the bridal party . . . Vancouver . . . Happy Birthday to the Quiet Husband . . .  Birch Bay . . .  whale watching . . .  and today we celebrated our 38th wedding anniversary by getting up at 4:00 a.m. to drive to the airport!

I have a lot of photos, some of which will no doubt make their way here.

I managed to give virtually no thought whatever to the church in any form until about Wednesday night, when I began to rummage through the past eight months in hopes of creating some form or shape for the next eight.  Some of those ponderings will no doubt make their way here as well.

All in good time.

Friday, June 1, 2012

Summer (Friday Five)

Today's Friday Five asks what we're doing this summer.  Here goes:

1.  Two Sundays ago The Lovely Daughter graduated from her master's program; that was a Great Day.  Most of her counterparts have an MSW; Case, as one of the oldest programs in the country, awards an MSSA.  I think that Columbia, which is the oldest, also uses an unusual string of letters.  At any rate, she is now MCW, BA cum laude and with Honors in Sociology, Phi Beta Kappa, and MSSA.  Her brother died at the beginning of her senior year of college and her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer at the beginning of her second year of her master's, so I feel great joy in saying that the girl has triumphed!

2. In  another two weeks we head for Seattle.  Marissa is in a wedding there (since she went to college in the PNW, many of her closest friends are out west) and we decided to go, too.  I don't know how much of her we'll see, but we do plan to meet Karen Gerstenberger (!!!), explore Seattle and Vancouver or Victoria, spend a few days on a quiet beach in Birch Bay, and maybe see some whales.

3.  I am going to continue my quest for good health.  I am walking 3-4 miles a day now; pretty good for someone who could barely make it down the block in March.

4.  I am hoping to have The Book in the hands of an agent or editor or publisher ~ someone whose hands are not mine ~ by the end of the summer.  

5.  I am going to take a two-week staycation at the end of the summer, a week of study leave to plan through Advent and a week of real vacation.  My basic goals are to create a wall of solitude around the fourth anniversary and not to get behind the wheel of a car for fourteen days, although I suppose I'll go to the beach one morning in pursuit of my annual anniversary  ritual.

Bonus:  What I'm not doing?  Our son Matt is clerking for a judge in The Seychelles (an island nation in the Indian Ocean, sort of near Madagascar) and working on piracy cases.  I did fantasize about going there for a vacation, but the time and expense of flying are prohibitive.  So I've told him he needs to land a post-law school position there, and we'll all go for Christmas.