Northern Vista is Erik Johnson's blog about spirituality, politics, economics, ideologies, and social forces. Erik lives in Chugiak Alaska.

January 11, 2010
1. Replacing mysticism with the imitation of mysticism
 The family and I visited a (gasp) non-Lutheran church yesterday. The service was relaxed, the message was good, and the atmosphere seemed generally positive. However, there were a couple of things that really bothered me. First, as we were singing the contemporary songs – many of which I have sung or played at youth events – I realized something: The words and melodies of these songs are all appealing to a vague sense of mysticism. The longing voice in which they are sung, the stirring melody, and the crescendo at the refrain all work together , ideally, give the listener/singer an intense feeling of “I’m being religious now.

It’s not that I think music is bad, or that compelling music does not have its place in one’s life of faith. Every religious tradition uses music as a way of connecting with the divine. What bothers me is that the stimulus to “be religious,” or have a mystical encounter, is external instead of internal. It’s the same dynamic that is in work in much of our consumer lives. The idea is that as we sit passively, some external stimuli will come to us, we will consume it, and that stimuli will, in turn, make us feel a certain way.

In simpler terms, these songs replace a real mystic experience with a vague sense of mysticism. We repeat rousing anthems instead of creating them. We recite prayers instead of praying them. We read about men and women of faith instead of being them.

And that’s my real problem. Institutional Christianity is often about consuming instead of creating. We’re passive recipients instead of active agents. And everyone seems to think that this is ok.

 

Go to the mountains and the desert!

Leave behind dusty sanctuaries and quiet coughs!

Go to the caves and wastelands of the world and of your mind!

Burn your devotional books, your fill-in-the-blank Bible studiesyou’re your inspirational DVD’s. (It may be best to burn the whole building)

Sing soul-songs in the dark and shout wordless prayers!

Wrestle with God every time he comes around and learn how to pounce!

Travel bitter paths and bring back manna!

Speak deeply with your fellow pilgrims, and worry not about your empty stomachs.

THERE YOU WILL FIND GOD.


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on last thing if you ever find your self in kodiak you should try to meet with one of the monks from st michaels skete on spruce island were St. Herman the Alaskan lived, prayers and loved God.

Author:BCE

You should look a the Christian East if you want to find mysticism. The eastern understanding of Theosis and that the physical word is sacred and redeemable is very mystic. I think you would like a lot of the podcasts at ancient faith radio. http://ancientfaith.com/ Here is a pod cast out of England that reflects on the writings of some of the first Christians. http://ancientfaith.com/podcasts/holyfathers also this one in particular deals with the renewal of creation http://ancientfaith.com/podcasts/holyfathers/creation_and_sacrifice_in_st_symeon_the_new_theologian may god guide and bless you on your contemplation and reflection.

Author:BCE


December 20, 2009
My reservations about climate change...
 As protesters and politicians alike conclude their gathering in Copenhagen for what many are calling a "groundbreaking summit," I thought it only appropriate to explain my reservations about the global warming debate. First off, I'm not one of those crazies who don't believe in global warming or don't think that we are affecting climate change. I object to much of the climate change argument for other reasons that I want to outline here:

Symptoms and cures


First, I firmly believe that by focusing specifically on climate change and CO2 emissions, we are focusing on the symptom and not the disease. It's like only treating a brain cancer patient for headaches. It's not that CO2 emissions are not potentially concerning, but within the debate we often forget that it is our actions that create CO2. Much of the debate had been scientific in nature, looking at how many tons of carbon dioxide we put into the atmosphere and the technology we need to develop to reduce our CO2 emmisions. What we often fail to realize is that the CO2 is simply a symbol of a very specific (and often destructive) lifestyle. We drive everywhere and have created our entire national infrastructure on the assumption of cheap fuel and massive mobility. We throw away, waste, and consume on a staggering and immoral scale. We pave everything. We expect strawberries in January from a world away. We export our cultural priorities abroad, asking the developing world to emulate our own consumption habits in order to create more global demand. These are the issues that need to addressed. If we concern ourselves with these problems, climate change will solve itself.

Additionally, we are falling into the classic "fallacy of technology." Many people believe that we can innovate our way out of climate change. The assumption is that, with enough solar panels, wind turbines, and electric cars, we can continue to consume to our heart's content; our consumption will just be "greener." We have collectively forgotten that the answers to our problems may lie in the past -- not just in the future. And ultimately, We will eventually learn that faith in technology is faith in an idol. 

Hubris of man and global change

To a certain extent, what bothers me most about the climate change debate is the hubris that is brought to the debate. While it is very possible that 100 years of burning fossil fuels has contributed to climate change, the idea that we as humanity can arrest that change through our own "awesomeness," or that we can single-handedly destroy the planet with our emissions, are some fairly dramatic assertions. First, the environmentalists who are so passionate about climate change have forgotten about another environmental-social issue: peak oil. While there is no consensus about when "peak oil" will occur, it either has happened or will happen. As oil becomes more scarce, prices will rise and demand will go down. Our emissions will decrease, if only because of the simple laws of supply and demand.       
Additionally, research from both sides of the climate change argument have found that plants grow better when there is more carbon dioxide in the air. Those seeking to slow climate change argue that this will mean terrible allergies as plants such as ragweed create more pollen and seeds. People denying climate change point to data that says all manner of plants thrive with higher CO2 levels. Frankly, I'm excited to see what this means for my vegetable garden. More seriously, though, if we concern ourselves with how many acres we pave, instead of how many electric cars we put on the road, we just might make more of a difference. Once again, we tend to ignore the real social issues we need to address. 

Finally, the climate change debate has taken our natural fear of change, and projected it onto the ultimate global level. As humans, we naturally fear change. The idea of Shismaref falling into the ocean concerns us and appeals to our natural human pathos. But things change. I'm reminded of this every time I look at the mountains. Dramatic changes in tectonic plates and glacial movement created what I see all around me. Our planet changes, and that's ok. To think that we can somehow keep the planet the same, because we are afraid of change, seems a little silly. 

Of course, this is not to say that we should not have empathy for the people affected by rising sea levels. We should. But it should be part of a broader social discourse on our lifestyles and our future as the human race. 

A power grab?
Finally, I cannot address any social issue as large as climate change without considering how it affects the distribution of power both locally and globally. I don't think that there is some sort of grand conspiracy afoot by industry and government. However, I do think that power always seeks more power, and that many different people serve to gain by mass global panic about climate change. 

I can think of two recent examples of this sort of thing:
The "cash for clunkers" program did two very important things for the economy: it bolstered the bottom line of auto manufacterers and it created an incentive for us to consume more. Under the guise of more "fuel effecient vehicles" the government and industry, in a beautifully orchestrated ploy, successfully sold tens of thousands of vehicles. While I'm not against fuel efficient vehicles, what really bothers my is that dealerships were required to destroy the "clunker" vehicles. Thousands upon thousands of perfectly good vehicles were sent to the scrap yard under a government program. This essentially means that the federal government has increasingly sought to intentionally manipulate consumer behavior. (In all honesty, the gov't has been doing this for a long time. Think farm subsidies.)
 
The second example is the US commitment to setting up a fund of $100 billion dollars to help developing countries cut their CO2 emmisions. Mind you, this proposal calls for $100 billion a year  to be contributed to these nations. With my poor math skills (and assuming there's about 7 billion people on the planet) that comes to over $14 dollars for every man woman, and child in the world. How many mosquito nets, how many vaccines, how many cooperative purchases could be made with the same amount of money? How many local initiatives could be funded with this money? 
 
Now I'll grant you, some of this money will go to substantially helping people in the third world. But the question remains: Who will get paid to do the helping? The answer will likely involve many Western contractors and organizations. In this sense, the noble proposal to create this fund will likely be another means of serving our own interests and stimulating our own economy through federal and international government funds. 
 
In Conclusion:
 
All of the above arguments make me very, very wary of the climate change discussion. Frankly, I think our national dialogue ought to be directed elsewhere. There are many, many more issues that are more deserving and will likely affect emissions and CO2 levels for the better. It's time to  stop fretting over the symptoms, and it's time to start curing the causes. 


December 16, 2009
A few interesting links
 While I have neither had the time nor the inspiration to write anything original, I have been coming across a number of interesting links:

Transition Culture:
This website documents the "Transition" movement: the idea that our society will need to power-down and simplify (either soon while we have the luxury, or later when it becomes a necessity). They produced a documentary called "In Transition" which highlights the transition movement and the positive things that are happening in the world to make society more sustainable and more community-oriented. For the all the belly-aching I do about our destructive society, it's probably more productive to look for positive answers. 
The link: (hopefully the video is still there) http://transitionculture.org/2009/12/09/in-transition-now-available-to-view-in-full-online/

The Whig Party:
Slate magazine had an interesting article on the Whig party, a resurrection of the large political party from the 1800's that suggests Americans are interested in a new and major third political party. 
The link: http://www.slate.com/id/2238557/

"My climate change action plan":
An amusing blog by someone frustrated with the Copenhagen talks.
The link: http://ourtomorrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-climate-change-action-plan.html

Heal thyself:
An interesting report I read about plant growth and increased C02 levels. Some very good research seems to be compiled here. My thoughts on climate change are getting very cynical (a post on that later). 
The link: http://www.oism.org/pproject/s33p36.htm#Message5982



November 09, 2009
Trap Line

Trap Line

 

Clumsy feet, often tripping

over roots and stones

reveal the fact that I have become

unfamiliar with this mountainside

since March, when I last traveled

these wandering trails.

 

Then, the snow was beginning to sag

in the almost-warm sun

and the fox tracks simply meant

another summer of life.

I had wished him well

until November.

 

Following the game trail

(now clear since the leaves have fallen)

I rest at the rock outcropping.

Below, the mountain bowl

now undressed of its leaves

reveals a moose cow and two calves

aware of me long before I am aware of them.

“Who is the perceptor, and who is the perceived?”

I am aware of the sentience of the landscape.

 

I am always surprised to see the trees

healthy and strong, blown down

by an autumn windstorm –

strong and young trees

the victim of a fully indifferent violence,

yellow wood that looks like raw skin

on the forest floor.

 

And this year, alongside the trail,

is a tree, felled by an ax,

the victim, no doubt, of a group of boys

who had stolen their father's ax.

The tree's only fault: it's diameter

was small enough to submit

to the ambitions of a ten-year-old.

 

All this, before tomorrow, and the season's first snow.

 



November 07, 2009
We the youthful sinewy races
 I've been student teaching in a local high school lately, and many thoughts have crossed my mind. When I think of high school, I think of young people in the prime of their blooming, with ruddy faces and energetic eyes. But after spending a couple of weeks at the high school, my visions of youth have been shattered. Many of the underclassmen students seem pasty, passive, and...dumpy. They walk around in atrophied bodies, already growing stiff from hours in front of glowing screens. The upperclassmen seem haggard and jaded. Some look like they're in their thirties. One senior in one of the classes captured this feeling far better than I could. We were discussing the ASSETS program, and turning to one of his classmates in all seriousness, the student asked, “What does 'optimism about the future' mean?”

Why do our youth seem so passive, so old? I can't help but believe that we've succeeded in destroying much of their youthful vigor. As adults, we model a sedentary, boring existence. We praise them for sitting passively in school seats for eight hours a day. We value students who live quiet, passive, studious existences. But we don't value the sometimes-uncontainable energy, the optimism, the bravery, and the impatience of youth. Instead, we encourage them to funnel all of that energy into an Xbox. We dismiss everyone younger than 30 as being a “young person” and thus unreliable in their view of the world.

I don't think that we've done this through any intentional malevolence on our part. We simply commit small acts of negligence every day. Our acquiescence becomes a crime.
So what is the answer? I don't necessarily have one. But I think the first step must be to model for our young people a life lived well – full of energy, compassion, good work, and adventure. Second, we in the “adult world” must determine what cultural knowledge and priorities we want to teach our young people (more on this later). If we do not, we commit crimes of negligence.

Finally, the first few stanza's of Whitman's Pioneers, O Pioneers:

COME my tan-faced children,
Follow well in order, get your weapons ready,
Have you your pistols? have you your sharp-edged axes?
Pioneers! O pioneers!
For we cannot tarry here,
We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,
Pioneers! O pioneers!
O you youths, Western youths,
So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,
Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,
Pioneers! O pioneers!
Have the elder races halted?
Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there beyond the
seas?
We take up the task eternal, and the burden and the lesson,
Pioneers! O pioneers!
All the past we leave behind,
We debouch upon a newer mightier world, varied world,
Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march,
Pioneers! O pioneers!
We detachments steady throwing,
Down the edges, through the passes, up the mountains steep,
Conquering, holding, daring, venturing as we go the unknown ways,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

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Love this Erik. I was at my 8-year-old nephew's house in the city a few weeks ago and he wanted to show me how he could play Star Wars on his Wii game. One stall of the garage was a "playroom" dedicated to Wii. The dark cavernous room had a big screen TV and bean bags and a rug. My nephew turned the lights off, powered up the TV and game and then sat in the eerie glow of the screen pushing buttons while the video hero fought monsters and demons. The hues in the video were the color of dried blood and fire. I was seriously creeped out. Why is this little guy not outside climbing trees, planting a garden, using a stick as a sword? Optimism is borne not just of the imagination, but of the sheer physicality of the natural world. It is borne in part by the scent of grass and warmth of sunshine, but also the sting of rain and ache of hunger. It is the deep breath of a mountain climbed that creates that ruddy glow.

Author:Kaylene


October 24, 2009
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October 04, 2009
Check out this article.
 Check out this article. This is THE reason why we need either drastic food policy reform, or to create a healthy black market for local meat and food products. 


July 16, 2009
The Art of the Commonplace
 I've just finished a book of essays from Wendell Berry called The Art of the Commonplace. It's amazing. I'll be posting a few particularly good passages for everyone's enjoyment.

"...we depend upon other creatures and survive by their deaths. To live, we must daily break the body and shed the blood of Creation. When we do this knowingly, lovingly, skillfully, reverently, it is a sacrement. When we do it ignorantly, greedily, clumsily, destructively, it is a desecration. In such desecration we condemn ourselves to spiritual and moral loneliness, and others to want."

"Most of us, for example, not only do not know how to produce the best food in the best way – we don't know how to produce any kind in any way. Our model citizen is a sophisticate who before puberty knows how to produce a baby, but who at the age of thirty does not know how to produce a potato. And for this condition we have elaborate rationalizations, instructing us that dependence for everything on somebody else is efficient and economical and a scientific miracle. I say, instead, that it is madness, mass produced. A man who understands the weather only in terms of golf is participating in a chronic public insanity that either he or his descendants will be bound to realize as suffering. I believe the death of the world is breeding in such minds much more certainly and much faster than any political capital or atomic arsenal."

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These excerpts from Wendell Berry are excellent. On the potato-incompetent citizen: Lately I have been thinking about how a dependence on an expansive commercial system for food limits our ability to make the best social, political or religious decisions. “In the general course of human nature, a power over a man's subsistence amounts to a power over his will.” - Hamilton

Author:David


June 01, 2009
A pentacost reflection
 This is the sermon I preached during my last Sunday as a youth coordinator:

 
As I considered the readings for this week, certain phrase stuck out for me from the first reading. When the Holy Spirit came, it came like a violent wind.
 
Now usually, we don’t really think about the Holy Spirit as a violent wind. More often than not, we like to quote the story of Elijah where the spirit of God passes by in the form of a whisper, or of silence. But there is nothing quiet or “whispery” about the Spirit for the apostles. It comes in an overwhelming and compelling way. The Holy Spirit leaves a crowd of people with fire dancing over their head and disheveled hair.
 
When I was about the age of our confirmation youth, my brother, his friends and I would occasionally hike up one of the local mountains with our sleds and sled down the backside of the mountain, where the terrain wasn’t terribly steep. We’d race derby-style down the mountain, trying to push each other off the sled. One Sunday afternoon five of us started to hike up the hill. What we didn’t know then was that there was a high-wind advisory for Anchorage that day. As we hiked up the mountain, we were impressed the by blustery weather. But it wasn’t until we reached the ridge that we experienced the full force of the wind. I’ve never experienced anything like it. Every time a gust hit us, we immediately knelt down on the ground and covered our heads with our sled. We scratched and clawed at the snow and ice, trying to stay in one place. But the wind wanted to move us. During one particularly strong gust, the wind ripped the sled out of one of my brother’s friend’s hands. The rope was still attached around his wrist, and with the sled acting like a kite, we watched as he literally, lifted off the ground and got deposited ten or fifteen feet away. The wind wanted to move us.  
 
I can’t help but think of the violent wind that day as a great image for the Holy Spirit. The Spirit wants to move us. It wants to manhandle us. It wants to be a compelling force in our lives.
 
But sometimes we don’t like wind, do we? Think about it -- there is something so delightful about snuggling in to warm blankets on winter nights when the wind rages outside. It makes our comfortable beds just a little more comfortable, doesn’t it?  
 
Which brings me to my next story: This one is about a gentlemen named John Muir. He was a famous naturalist who lived about a hundred years ago and was instrumental in creating the national Park system. One day while hiking in the Sierra mountains, a big windstorm began to blow. Instead of finding shelter, John Muir found the biggest Douglas Spruce tree he could find, about a hundred feet tall, and climbed to the top. There he sat for hours, being whipped every-which-way by the wind and enjoying the sights, smells, and sounds of the forest. As he reflected on his experience, he said this: “We all travel the milky way together, trees and men; but it never occurred to me until this storm-day, while swinging in the wind, that trees are travelers, in the ordinary sense. They make many journeys, not extensive ones, it is true; but our own little journeys, away and back again, are only little more than tree-wavings -- many of them not so much.”
 
The Holy Spirit wants to move us. Just like a violent wind, it wants to pick us up, manhandle us, and set us back down again in the direction it’s traveling… When the Spirit moves, where will it find you? When the Spirit calls you to live radically and love radically, when the violent winds of justice and compassion blow, will you be moved? When you step outside these walls, and are confronted with a world full of poverty, oppression, and war, will you be moved? Or will you snuggle in a little deeper into blankets of apathy, fear, or privilege?”
 
Confirmation students: What you are essentially saying today is that you have been moved. You have spent the past two years learning about the Bible, about faith, and about grace. And in being confirmed today, you are saying that you have decided to ”
 
Adults: These young people’s eyes are wide open. And they’re looking for examples of what it means to live faithfully. They are looking for mentors and friends who live a life compelled by the Spirit. Will you be moved to share with these young people the best of our tradition? Will you remain a faithful presence in their lives no matter where their journey’s take them? Will you be moved to model authentic spirituality to a younger generation?
 
For me, the winds are changing too. And let me take this opportunity to let you say what a blessing the past four and half years have been to me and my family…
 
My prayer for all of you is this: that you would be moved. May God’s Spirit gently lead you to places of healing, reconciliation, and peace. And at times, may God’s Spirit unsettle you. As you discern what it means to be a community of faith in this time and this place, may you stand open to the leading of the Spirit.
 
To God alone be the glory!  

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I love the image of you boys on that windy ridge. Yes, we do think about the Spirit speaking in a whisper. Sometimes it handles us more roughly -- picks us up and puts us in places we'd rather not be. God promises joy and comfort, but he doesn't promise we'll be comfortable. Thanks for the reminder that regardless of how God speaks to us, our call is to move and be moved. It is a call to action.

Author:kaylene


May 21, 2009
A rant
As you sit tonight in your Hillside home, eating organic takeout and surrounded by your privilege and wealth, I hope your oh-so-lofty thoughts return to this afternoon at Kincaid.

I was the young man with a van full of church kids who needed a jump-start. You refused to help.

As you sit amidst your privilege and wealth , I want you to know a few things: Those kids in the van were from West Fairview. They live in damp and dark apartments. Many of them are surrounded by alcoholism and abuse. They struggle in school. They are the ones you never see in your McMansion neighborhood. They can't even conceive the wealth you enjoy. For them, a drive across town to Kincaid is the highlight of their week. They come to the church's drop-in-center because they need a place to escape. They need a place where someone cares about them.

One of the boy's grandfathers died two days ago. This boy's grandfather raised him. And this boy will bury him tomorrow.

That's who you left stranded at Kincaid today. When I asked for help, you and your mom gave some mumbled excuses. You said, "I'm sure there are plenty of other people here who will help you out."

You're right. There are a lot of people out there with more compassion, caring, and humanity in them. There are a lot of people out there who would give two minutes of their time. I'm genuinely sorry that you're not one of them. I'm sorry that your soul is so insulated. I'm sorry that your wealth and privilege have made you empty. In that sense, I guess you're not so rich after all...

To the guy in the beat-up 2-door sedan: Thanks for taking a couple minutes to give us a jump. We appreciate it.

Erik Johnson, author of Northern Vista
About Erik Johnson:
I'm a grad student working on my teaching degree in Anchorage, Alaska. My wife and I are the proud parents of two little boys: Elias and River. This website is dedicated to exploring faith, justice and economics.

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