Book Announcement: Theology for a Violent Age

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I’ve been remiss in not connecting with those of you who read my blog on a regular basis.  I do apologize for my absence, but I think my time away has been for good reason.   I’ve been in the final weeks of getting my book published, Theology for a Violent Age: Religious Beliefs Crippling African American Youth, which is now available at: iUniverse Books.   It’s also available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble web sites.

If you think you might be interested in reading it and have a spare moment, it would be a great help if you could post a fair and honest review of it on Amazon and let others know what you think of it.    It’s not necessary to write a lengthy review – a summary of your comments would be fine. You can look inside the book on Amazon, and read my first reviewer’s comment who gave the book five stars.

The reviewer ends her comment by saying,  “As the ideas in the book have moved through me, I’ve gone back and re-read several sections and the ‘light bulbs’ continue to come on.   This is one of those books that you will refer to repeatedly…you will question what you think you know.”

A press release will be sent to national and black media, and an eblast to faith leaders throughout the country in a few more weeks.    I’ll post the press release on this blog as soon as it’s available.   Promise.

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Tell Your Father That I Am Sorry

Recently, I went on a weekend retreat with twelve African American men, ages sixty and over, who by any measure would be perceived as successful in their professional careers and personal lives. This was the group’s second annual retreat. And as in ourfirst gathering, I led a group meditation and discussion on Sunday morning for this inter-denominational assembly of Christians, Muslims, and those of a personal faith.

The focus of our discussion was on whether family members who “pass over” continue to have a relationship with the living members of their families; that is, after death.  At the start of our retreat, I had given everyone a one-page handout describing how Africans, in general, viewed their relationship with their ancestors.  I asked them to read the piece before Sunday and think about the four questions included on the handout narrative, below:

African Ancestors’ Relationship with the Living

[African] ancestors are related to the living community in a way that cannot be claimed for Deity or divinities who are definitely of a different order. The ancestors are regarded still as heads and parts of the families or communities to which they belonged while they were living human beings; for what happened in consequence of the phenomenon called death was only that the family life of this earth has been extended into the after-life or super sensible world. The ancestors remain, therefore, spiritual superintendents of family affairs and continue to bear their titles of relationship like “father” or “mother.”[1]

The ancestors are factors of cohesion in African society capable of helping or hindering their folk that remain among the living. [E. Bdaji] Idowa suggests that  “what Africans are trying to express is that the genius of the family never dies” and that this genius “keeps manifesting itself in unbroken sequences in offspring” (188) from one generation to the next. Thus the ancestors are venerated and honored by their kindredties on earth not as lesser gods or deities, but as once-human beings who in their livingdemonstrated that they were good role models because they reflected the commoncharacter of their ancestors. As once-human beings, those who became ancestors werepeople of good character who exemplified in their living the best of what their ancestorsrequire of the living. While living members of families-in-community, these soon-to-be-ancestors were respected and honored as keepers of their people’s religious faith and traditions. They were the protectors and preservers of their African cultural heritage,and they were able, by their example, to pass on their knowledge and wisdom to the generations that followed them.[2]

The group’s Sunday conversation about ancestors was framed around the following fourquestions:

  1. In embracing an Afro-centric worldview, how do you relate to the African belief in the role of ancestors and their relationship with the living?
  2. If you are a Christian, a Muslim or embrace a personal faith, how does your religion or faith inform your thinking about the validity of the African worldview of ancestors and their relationship with the living?
  3. Do you think that when we as African-Americans “pass over,” we are prepared to assume the role of ancestor and are we able to influence the living in our families?
  4. If as elders we sought to re-norm the veneration of our ancestors, what might that look like?

What was most surprising about the group’s discussion on whether our immediate ancestors influenced the living was the common experience shared by all the men.  Everyone present recalled their own personal experience with someone in their family– a father, a mother, a grandparent – who had communicated with them or a loved one after their death.  These encounters with relatives did not seem out of the ordinary and occurred mostly in dreams, but not all of them.  One member of the group confided that he felt his deceased father was around anytime he smelt the distinct aroma of the pipe tobacco his father always smoked; another elder shared a story about his young nephew who confided to him one night about his chance encounter with an Easter European women – in the restaurant where the nephew worked – who claimed that his deceased grandfather (the elder’s father) was visible to her and standing right infront of his grandson with a message. Relaying the message through the clairvoyant woman, the grandfather wanted his grandson to deliver a message to his own father – the grandfather’s son, “Tell your father that I am sorry.”

How extraordinary that we seldom talk about the influence our ancestors have upon the living. Why is that?

[1] Idowa, E. Bdaji. African Traditional Religion: A Definition, London: SCM Press Ltd, 1973, p.184, 188.

[2] Carter, Woody, Theology for a Violent Age: Religious Beliefs Crippling African American Youth, iuniverse, January 2011

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Does honoring one’s ancestors have any place or function in western culture?

I found myself wrestling with this question of honoring one’s ancestors while visiting Bali, Indonesia, this summer. Do you venerate your own ancestors in some way?  And if you do honor family members who have “passed over,” why? How do you honor them?

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This past summer I visited Bali, Indonesia, to experience first hand what was described to me as an island where religion and spirituality are a way of life.  Frommer’s Bali & Lombok Travel Guide says of the Balinese “though [their] faith is not guided by any particular creed, dogma, or scripture, it literally and figuratively colors every aspect of Balinese life. Religion encapsulates both faith and spirituality; life is religion and religion is life. The religion, practiced by all but 5% of the island’s population, is a variant of India’s Hinduism . . . [which] teaches that every living organism has both good and evil spirits. But what the Balinese seek most of all is to be Balinese, and to develop harmony with their family, community, ancestors, gods, and demons in the belief that this conduct will ensure their reincarnation as a happier, nobler being.”

Every morning on this tropical island near the equator and jutting out into the Indian Ocean shopkeepers, restaurateurs, hotel clerks, bank officers, custodians maintaining office buildings, women sweeping outside their homes, even outside our hotel room, a small plate made of fresh green banana leaves filled with white rice, a flower, a piece of fruit is placed on the street or steps in front of one’s door. The practice is a daily devotion; an offering to the Divine. No one seems to mind the fact that stray, mange, dogs roam the streets and alleyways each morning, making a daily meal out of these offerings.

Religion and spirituality is a way of life for the Balinese who build large family temples along side their homes with alters to pray to their Hindu gods and honor their ancestors three times each day, seven days a week.

In the town of Ubud, for example, which is one of the island’s well known cultural centers there are districts where all the families in that neighborhood ply the same craft.  So in Ubud there is a silversmith district, a carpenters’ district, and neighborhoods where sculptures, painters, or textile weavers’ live. The skills associated with a particular craft in each neighborhood are handed down in family from one generation to the next, making it essential that multi-generational families live, work, and stay together. To break with this cultural tradition would mean to rupture the transmission of knowledge and artistry within the family. And so Balinese culture re-enforces the ritual practice of venerating one’s ancestors; of honoring those who have come before, because they who have passed over have left with the living not only the skills of their particular craft but sustained their family’s capacity to make a living.

We in the West have no such need for honoring one’s ancestors or do we?

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What we pass on . . . .

Do we owe it to our children and future generations to show them . . . teach them how best to build the human beings they wish to become . . . a way to move towards wholeness?  Or is it up to each generation to find their way, on their own; making the collective wisdom of their elders . . . their ancestors superfluous, simply a romantic notion?

I argue in my soon-to-be published book, Theology for a Violent Age, that every culture passes on from one generation to the next the good, the bad, the ugly, and that most of what gets passed on to succeeding generations remains unconscious.

In an online article written by Siljia J.A. Talvi on Dr. Joy DeGruy Leary’s book Post Traumatic Slave Syndrome: America’s Legacy of Enduring Injury and Healing, she discusses how Leary has adapted “our understanding of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder to propose that African Americans today suffer from a particular kind of intergenerational trauma: Post Traumatic Slave Syndrome (PTSS).”  Leary explains that “the systematic dehumanization of African salves was the initial trauma . . . and generations of their descendents have borne the scars.”

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If We Don’t Try, We Are Lost . . . .

I do appreciate the responses to my first posting on sleepingmansbooks.com – Black America: The issue of culture.  I also read comments about the posting on the Facebook pages of dear friends who are supporting my efforts to create a voice on the “blogasphere.” Thank you.   I would, especially, like to thank Mary Roebuck who is prolific in her writing and building a community of friends and family who enjoy each others’ company through their writings and comments on Mary’s Facebook page. I aspire to follow in her footsteps. And I am also grateful to my dear friend, Stan Sneed, working behind the scenes to manage my web site and spread the word. Thank you, Stanley.

And as an aside, www.sleepingmansbooks.com’s logo is me sleeping on our living room sofa (My son, Govinda, takes great pleasure in snapping photographs of me sleeping). Why name this web site SleepingMansBooks is another story for another day.

I enjoyed reading comments posted regarding sleepingmansbooks.com – Black America: The issue of culture, because all three represent dominant voices in African American communities and the Diasporas. They speak to the current perception of African American religion and spirituality. . . . about our relationship, perhaps, with contemporary religion in general. Mary R. writes, I agree that we need to go back to bringing in the spiritual side into the household. It does not have to be a traditional religion, but a belief in a higher power; Ramona says, religion is a cover up for the reality of life and Virgin Islands Mbongi concludes by stating, I wonder if this conversation is really too daunting for the audience it seems to be targeting.

Of course many other prototypical voices in the ether, together, inform and drive our conversations about African American religion and spirituality, and what is perceived as its current condition. One striking voice that is absent, here, and
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