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Feminist 'rituals': no substitute for prayer
Joanna Bogle, who lives in London, is a contributing editor to the US-based 'Voices' newsletter and is active in Catholic movements in England. She writes frequently for the Catholic press, and often appears on radio and television. She has been featured on EWTN radio's 'Catholic Heritage' series. The following article first appeared in 'Voices' and is reprinted with permission.
A recent report of a meeting of the National Board of Catholic Women in the UK read as follows: "A cloth was laid out with various objects on it, e.g., statues, toy animal, whisky, icons, a stapler, a crucifix, etc. On either side there was a crumpled cloth and a smooth cloth. Everyone was invited to pick up an object and give a testimony as to its relevance in their life and to place it on the cloth - rumpled for a bad experience and smooth to symbolise God's goodness ".
Some years ago I achieved fleeting fame after writing a spoof piece for the newsletter of the Catholic Women's Network, one of the bodies affiliated with the National Board. The Network newsletter is a rich source of feminist gobbledygook, so in an idle moment I decided to make up some of my own.
I invented a "women's circle" based in Australia and described how they sat around a swimming pool having a "desert experience", affirming one another and talking, over wine and an avocado salad, about how much the Church oppressed them. I described a circle ritual - feminists are very much into circles - in which they reinvented the Eucharist as a "You are Christ" celebration of personal affirmation. I read it all aloud to my husband and although he said they'd never be taken in as it was so obviously a spoof, I posted it off.
Well, the dear ladies swallowed it hook, line, and sinker, and duly printed it in their Network newsletter. I contacted a national newspaper, which loved the joke and splashed it across three columns. The reverberations continued for a long time, and the episode is still making the rounds on the Internet.
The incident had a serious point, of course. For the past three decades, there has been a tradition of feminist ritual that has been central to their world-view. It degenerated very quickly into clichés, and was never very important except to a few, fairly close-knit, groupies. But these included people who had a considerable influence on Catholic education, and so the lore and language of feminist ritual - circle-dancing, throwing pebbles into pools, a great deal of ego-boosting "sharing of stories" - has found its way into the classroom.
"My daughter finds Religious Ed terribly boring this year", one young mother confided recently. "She used to love it, and got really interested in the Mass and the Sacraments, and the events in the New Testament and the lives of saints, but this year they have a new teacher and it's all sitting on a mat and talking about their feelings. She's bored".
I had to tell her that it would probably get worse as secondary school beckoned: "Focus Time", with a circle or people sitting around a candle, is the next development - an irritating substitute for being taught about the reality of prayer, the Church's traditions, use of Scripture, lessons from monastic life, inspiration from various saints, and the Blessed Sacrament as a Real Presence with a greater meaning than a candle.
Subsitute for real prayer
And this is the real point: tired rituals from 1970s feminists would not matter, except that they are being used as a substitute for real prayer. Introducing young people to the great reality of God is a magnificent task, and of course it can and should involve all sorts of imaginative things - in which flowers, water, pictures, icons, statues, music and candles will all play their part.
But the central and necessary aim should be the worship of a God who truly exists and has a personal concern for each one of us. Catholic ritual is not about advertising oneself. Picking up an object and telling everyone about how important it has been in your life may be good for the ego but it is not the same as meeting your loving Redeemer with an open heart, and talking to Him freely.
Feminist rituals are just that - rituals. They are meant to be described, talked over, photographed, detailed in newsletters. They are for mutual "affirmation", for public advertising of personal feelings, and for celebration of self-worth and self-importance.
It is all rather absurd. Some of the greatest minds and hearts in Christendom have belonged to people who chose to remain silent rather than brag about their innermost thoughts, and certainly about their sufferings. There is a long and splendid tradition of humility in prayer: Thomas More serving Mass in obscurity in his parish church, hermits retreating to silent places, hard-working missionaries practising private austerities, cheerful busy people using the Rosary in odd moments.
A sense of humour - and a sense of proportion - has always been regarded as a colossal asset for those genuinely attempting to live the Christian life. Talking about oneself has always been seen as not only a poor substitute for prayer, but a very likely obstacle to it.
I detect a growing sense of boredom over the whole subject of "Christian" feminism: its rituals seem stale, and in an era when Christianity and Christian values seem so much under attack from a secular society, feminist griping about the Church seems self- indulgent.
Above all, it feels dull. Catholic doctrine - a source of endlessly interesting and challenging ideas that has captured the minds and imaginations of successive generations for two millennia is so much richer and more vital than anything that ritualised storytelling can offer.
Reprinted from AD2000 Vol 17 No 6 (July 2004), p. 5
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