A Way to God: Thomas Merton's Creation Spirituality Journey

A Way to God: Thomas Merton's Creation Spirituality Journey

by Matthew Fox


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This powerful book was prompted by an invitation Matthew Fox received to speak on the centennial of Thomas Merton’s birth. Fox says that much of the trouble he’s gotten into — such as being expelled from the Dominican Order in 1993, after thirty-four years, by Cardinal Ratzinger (who later became Pope Benedict) — was because of Merton, who prompted Fox to attend the Institut Catholique in Paris to undertake a doctoral program in spirituality.

Fox reimmersed himself in Merton’s journals, poetry, and religious writings, finding that Merton’s marriage of mysticism and prophecy, contemplation and action closely paralleled that of Meister Eckhart, the thirteenth-century mystic who inspired Fox’s own Creation Spirituality. In A Way to God, Fox explores Merton’s pioneering work in interfaith, his essential teachings on mixing contemplation and action, and how the vision of Meister Eckhart profoundly influenced Merton in what Fox calls his Creation Spirituality journey.

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ISBN-13: 9781608684205
Publisher: New World Library
Publication date: 05/10/2016
Pages: 320
Sales rank: 274,943
Product dimensions: 5.40(w) x 8.30(h) x 1.10(d)

About the Author

Matthew Fox is an internationally acclaimed theologian and spiritual maverick who has spent the past forty years revolutionizing Christian theology, taking on patriarchal religion, and advocating for a creation-centered spirituality of compassion, justice, and resacralizing of the earth. Originally a Catholic priest, Fox was silenced for a year and then expelled from the Dominican Order by Cardinal Ratzinger for teaching liberation theology and Creation Spirituality. Fox currently serves as an Episcopal priest, having received what he calls “religious asylum” from the Episcopal Church. With exciting results, he has worked with young people to create the Cosmic Mass to revitalize worship by bringing elements of rave and other postmodern art forms to the Western liturgical tradition. He has written more than thirty books, which have sold over 1.5 million copies in sixty languages. He lives in Oakland, CA.

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A Way to God

Thomas Merton's Creation Spirituality Journey

By Matthew Fox

New World Library

Copyright © 2016 Matthew Fox
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ISBN: 978-1-60868-421-2


"The sign of Paris is on me, indelibly!"

My Intersection with Thomas Merton

It is important to have seen the jagged outline of the towers of Carcassonne against the evening sky. To have smelled the sun and the dust in the streets of Toulouse or Narbonne. There are times when I am mortally homesick for the South of France, where I was born. ... The high roofs of Strasbourg, Tauler's city. Streets known to Eckhart.

— Thomas Merton

Like many young Catholic men growing up in the fifties and looking at a possible vocation in the religious arena, I was moved to read Merton's autobiography, The Seven Storey Mountain. I was then a teenager attending my local public high school, West High School, in Madison, Wisconsin. I remember sitting down with the vocational director of the Dominican Order in the Midwest, Father Gilbert Graham, who told me that "portions" of Merton's autobiography were "quite immature" but "it was a good book to read anyway." I did find it uplifting and expansive, exciting and full of derring-do and adventure, which appealed to my budding religious manhood. The book was heralded as a classic, and no doubt it brought many people into the Trappist Order, which is a very ancient and strict order. It held special appeal to the postwar generation, many of whom had seen so much suffering and death in World War II (and often developed what we now call post-traumatic stress disorder) that they sought a more contemplative and peaceful life such as the Trappists offered.

While Merton's autobiography did not entice me to join the Trappists, his vocational treatise set my goals for the contemplative side of religious life quite high when I joined the Dominican Order. During my youthful days, the vocation that I sensed growing in me was to embody both contemplation and action together, and I took the Dominican Order at its word that these need not be antagonists.

In many ways, Tolstoy most influenced my vocation. Reading War and Peace during the summer between my junior and senior years of high school, I had what can only be called a mystical experience (I had no vocabulary for that at the time). I told a friend that "it blew my soul wide open," and I wanted to pursue what happened to me. Later, I was struck by Charles du Bos's comment on War and Peace: "Life would speak thus if life could speak." That mystical experience was at the heart of my joining the Dominican Order, and no doubt it has been core to my entire vocation or calling since. It could readily be said that all of my books are about that experience in one way or another — that and how to relate it to social justice action. This combined perspective grew during the sixties with the civil rights movement and the anti-Vietnam movement, and in the seventies with the ecology movement, the women's movement, and the gay movement as well.

Another early intersection with Father Thomas Merton and myself emerged during my training as a Dominican. That training included two years at Loras College in Dubuque, Iowa, where aspiring Dominicans lived together in a dorm called Smith Hall under the supervision of two Dominican priests; then a year of novitiate training in Winona, Minnesota; and then three intense years in philosophy school in River Forest, Illinois. This was followed by solemn vows and a move to the Aquinas Institute of Theology in Dubuque, Iowa (today both schools are located in St. Louis, Missouri). The spiritual experiences I underwent along the way were powerful and meaningful, and during my last year in River Forest, when I took them to my confessor, he said to me: "You should consider becoming a hermit."

This was not at all on my radar. I considered myself quite an extrovert, whether I was relating to my other Dominican brothers or playing sports or in my aspirations to teach and to preach. But the advice kept eating away at me, and by the time I landed in theology school in Dubuque, I was entertaining at least the possibility of checking out a hermetical life. After some research, I found a colony of hermits on Vancouver Island overseen by a former Belgian abbot and biblical scholar named Dom Winandy. I went to my superiors and asked for permission to visit the place in the summer. They were not particularly supportive — indeed, Father Gilbert Graham, who was by now provincial of my province, told me, "That is a crazy thing to do. The only ones from the province who have done such a thing in the past went off the deep end. If you do this, I cannot guarantee you will be ordained a priest." I responded that that was okay with me, but I had to pursue this option. After all, it had not been my idea but that of my priestly confessor.

So Father Graham relented and allowed me to journey from Dubuque to Vancouver Island for the summer of 1965, though he told me I was to tell no one on my return (a promise I kept). In a similar way, Father Thomas Merton also had to fight with his superiors to be allowed to have his own hermitage on monastery grounds. It was not an easy battle, lasting for about six years, but he did eventually win out. As it turned out, both Merton and I were both living in our respective hermitages the same year (1965). Merton remained in his hermitage from 1965 until his final journey to Asia in 1968. In January 1967, Merton wrote to me, saying he had "found what he was looking for" in his hermitage, and he told me that he knew Father Winandy. This was yet another intersection. In January 1960, Merton wrote in his journal about how an article written by Winandy on the canonical situation of hermits "reopened everything" for him. "The big wound bleeds. I think certainly I have been unjustly treated. But what can I do?" This fed Merton's efforts to create his own hermitage. Later, in 1967, Merton spoke at some length about Winandy's hermit community to a group of contemplative nuns. In this way, Merton and I were also both indebted to the vision of Dom Winandy.

I found the summer I spent in the Vancouver Island hermitage to be a profound and energizing experience — indeed, I told a friend later that I ran on that energy for twenty-five years. It was utterly "simple living"; my room consisted of a mattress on the bare wood floor, a candle, and a small table. No electricity, no shower, and so on. I remember on the last day there I took a bar of soap into the nearby river and bathed that way. About half a dozen hermits lived there, and they were not allowed to speak to one another, though they could speak to me, an outsider. I appreciated learning their interesting stories. A couple were ex-Trappists; one worked during the year atop a tower in the Canadian woods as a forest ranger, so he was hermit-like both in the hermitage and in his work. I kept a journal, and the abbot asked me to read it toward the end of my stay. He then advised me to return to the more "active" life of the Dominicans but to remain true to my contemplative vocation at the same time. He said to me, "One day you will be a hermit while living in a great city." So he was advising me to turn my back on a rural vocation as much as the hermetical vocation. More than once since, whether living in Paris or in Oakland, those words have echoed back to me.

I returned to Dubuque very much energized. Among other things, I was given the responsibility to "bury" our philosophical magazine with the modest title Reality and start up a new magazine, which I called Listening. This became a very successful publication during the sixties, when so much was happening in Catholic and ecumenical theology due to the Second Vatican Council then in progress in Rome. When we launched Listening magazine, I chose the name deliberately as a reference to Martin Heidegger, who says: "Being-with develops in listening to one another." Merton read Heidegger with appreciation also, and he once tartly criticized the lost art of listening: "Since language has become a medium in which we are totally immersed, there is no longer any need to say anything. The saying says itself all around us. No one need attend. Listening is obsolete. So is silence."

With the help of able-bodied Dominican brothers living and studying with me, we put out a publication that soon became the pride of the province. We published Hans Küng, Yves Congar, M. D. Chenu, Edward Schillebeeckx, and many others who were key thinkers and movers and shakers at the council. Perhaps the most impactful piece for me was Chenu's article "The End of the Constantinian Era," which we published in the autumn 1967 issue. Little did I imagine that I would be studying with him one year later. His article put the Vatican Council in historic perspective, tracing the detour that Christianity had been making for centuries, and it traced the walls of lies (the spurious "Donation of Constantine") and obfuscation that had been erected to defend an empire. I was not the only one affected by Chenu's historical criticism on the history of empire and religion. Merton, too, was very approving of Chenu's teachings, and on reading one of his books, he was struck to comment in his journals:

How much we have done to lead ourselves astray with theories about ages of the world, and extrapolations from prophecies of Daniel about the Roman Empire — to Charlemagne — to Barbarism and what not. This was the contribution of a Cistercian, Otto of Freising. We have never given up thinking in such terms. No one, however, has yet formulated anything about the "Western" realm of America being the heir of the Holy Roman Empire — or perhaps some Spaniard did. Yet that is how we think, still, and it is built in to our Christianity as a permanent delusion.

So also the delusion of Holy Russia.

There are too damn many holy empires with archimandrites to shower them in holy water.

But there is, I learned while doing my thesis in Paris, a quasi teaching of America being the heir to the Holy Roman Empire — and it was promulgated by none other than the media genius Henry Luce and the Luce media empire (which has been followed by other media empires). Luce called America the nation "most chosen by God" since the Israelites to lead the world, and he called for a "Pax Americana." Merton was alert to Luce and alluded often in unflattering ways to Time and Life magazines on several occasions.

Two days later in his journal, Merton continued his reflection on empire and religion that was inspired by Chenu.

Otto of Friesing was so convinced that Constantine had finally inaugurated the Kingdom of God, that he spoke at last only of one city in his history of the "Two Cities." When the Emperor became Catholic, the Christendom = the Kingdom of God, i.e. the Christian politico-religious world is the kingdom of God.

Hence there is no more to be done, but to preserve the status quo of the kingdom, if necessary by violent repression, coercion rather than apostolate. The apostolate of united coercion!!

Here we see the profound impact on Merton of Pere Chenu's understanding of history and the "End of the Constantinian Era." The lesson Merton drew from Chenu's insights was this: "The true responsibility — to receive the Holy Spirit and cooperate with His transforming work in time now."

In the third issue of Listening (autumn 1966), I devoted much of the editorial to Thomas Merton's decision to live as a hermit, calling it "noteworthy" that "one of the men who spearheaded American Catholicism's coming of age has chosen to live as a hermit. Because we know Thomas Merton from his words and outspoken stands on war, civil rights, the role of the Orient, his decision strikes a jarring note into the melee of political, educational and ecumenical revolutions which so occupy our attention today." I pointed out how we need to respect "those who will experiment in the Church — experimentation not only with new forms but perhaps with some of the oldest as well."

One Dominican priest teaching in our theology school who followed the birth of our new magazine told me one day, "Listening magazine is the biggest political coup in the history of the province." All I know in retrospect is that I enjoyed doing it, and we found good work for lots of my fellow brothers in training, and I think it benefited many who were following the radical changes in the church in the wake of Vatican II. The circulation reached about thirty-six thousand readers, and they were avid, judging from the correspondence that came our way. I honed skills of many kinds, and it was a project that others could take pride in. And my energy to do that task as well as my studies in theology and the priesthood came from my visit to the Vancouver Island hermitage. The fact that I risked losing the priesthood before I even entered into it enabled me to get my priorities straight, and it served me well long after I was ordained.

Years later I learned that my provincial, Father Gilbert Graham, had sent Abbot Winandy a letter when I set out to join him that more or less threatened him. It said something like, "This is one of my best prospects and you must not steal him from me or you will pay." Did this influence Abbot Winandy to direct me to return to the Dominicans? I guess I will never know. Then again, under Father Graham, I was first sent to Paris to study spiritual theology and study with Pere Chenu and get my doctorate at the Institut Catholique de Paris. Father Graham told at least one brother that he "sent me out of the country to get rid of me," since he felt I might emerge as a political force in the province (a second "political coup"?). Here, too, Thomas Merton enters the picture in a big and direct way.

In the midsixties I pestered my Dominican superiors about the need to hire a person with a degree in spirituality to teach on the faculty. We had no courses on spirituality as such, and though we underwent lots of spiritual practices on a daily basis — from fasting to vegetarianism and meditation and rosaries (mantras) and celibacy and voluntary poverty — there was little or no discussion of the meaning behind it all. When I would go to priests about the spiritual experiences I was undergoing, I got little or no help. Finally, a younger priest in the house said to me, "What you are experiencing I don't think any priest around here knows anything about. You have to get used to the idea that you are on your own." This sort of observation confirmed what I was thinking and inspired me to pester the order to get someone trained in spirituality. I said, "My generation is going to be less interested in religion and more interested in spirituality, so you really should get someone on the faculty with that kind of training." And I added, "I am happy to volunteer."

My pushing was not in vain. In late 1966, my superiors came to me and said: "Good news! You can go to Europe to get a doctorate in spirituality." I said, "Great! Where do I go?" They said: "Why not go to Spain?" I said, "No, thanks. We don't need more sixteenth-century Spanish Carmelite spirituality." "Well," they said, "then go to Rome." I said, "Rome? For spirituality? You must be kidding." They said, "Well, wise guy, where do you think you should go?" I said, "I don't know. But let me write Thomas Merton and ask him where to go." With that, they shook their heads and gave me the distinct impression that they felt I was crazy.

So in January 1967, I wrote Thomas Merton and asked him where I should go. I do not have a copy of my letter to him. I know that I mentioned my time with Abbot Winandy in the hermitage, and I emphasized the need for an ecumenical perspective and my work with Listening magazine, among other things. To my surprise (and to the surprise of my superiors), Thomas answered me with a full-page letter, which I reproduce and exegete in the following chapter.


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Table of Contents

Introduction xiii

Chapter 1 "The sign of Paris is on me, indelibly!" My Intersection with Thomas Merton 1

Chapter 2 "The first place that comes to my mind" Merton's 1967 Correspondence with Me 15

Chapter 3 "Eckhart is my lifeboat" Merton Encounters Meister Eckhart 25

Chapter 4 "Contemplation…is spiritual wonder" Merton and the Via Positiva 47

Chapter 5 "I shall certainly have solitude… beyond all 'where'" Merton and the Via Negativa 65

Chapter 6 "Something in my nature" Merton and the Via Creativa 81

Chapter 7 "The prophetic struggle with the world" Merton and the Via Transformativa 107

Chapter 8 "A readable theologian is dangerous" Merton on the "Heresies" of Feminism 143

Chapter 9 "Every non two-legged creature is a saint" Merton on Original Blessing and Other So-Called Heresies 165

Chapter 10 "The greatest orgy of idolatry the world has ever known" Merton on Religion, Fundamentalism, and Empires 203

Chapter 11 "Everything That Is, Is Holy" Merton on the Cosmic Christ and Love in Action 225

Conclusion. A Way to God and the "Perfect Circle" of Merton's Spiritual Journey 243

Acknowledgments 259

Permission Acknowledgments 261

Endnotes 263

Select Bibliography 285

Index 289

About the Author 307

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