Mullaghmore

Mullaghmore

I’ve spent the past few days in Mullaghmore, Co. Sligo. It’s not my first time here but it is the first time I remember spending time around here and I have to say, it’s a lovely part of my home county.

Since Monday evening, I have been in the Star of The Sea, Retreat and Conference Centre. I was asked some months ago by the director, Sr Kathleen, if I’d lead a Pre-Advent Retreat.  I said I would but, apart from that, didn’t really know what to expect from the days. I didn’t know how many would be here or what sort of group.  As it turned out there were ten Religious Sisters here from different parts of the country; Donegal, Cavan, Leitrim, Sligo, Mayo and Galway.  Only one of them was known to me.  I was happy to see her here as it gave me a bit of confidence facing into the days.  I told her that too!!

The days went well, thank God and the response has been good.  It’s been a pleasant few days.  I made an attempt to walk yesterday (Tuesday) but didn’t go too far.  The day was cold and the rains not far away.  Last night I went to visit a couple and their children in Kinlough and another family in Grange.  Was good to have the chance to catch up there too.

The walk happened today – just short of 5K of a circuit walk that took me along the coastline.  It wasn’t the best of days but the scenery was spectacular.  Certainly a place to visit again on a sunnier day! Please God, that will happen.  Felt proud of Sligo as I watched the ocean move in and out against the coastline.  Thought it could and would hold its head with any part of the country.

The retreat is almost over but I feel its memories will remain with me for a while. Hopefully some of it with the ten too!!

There’s something in this for sure …. another’s words

There’s something in this for sure …. another’s words

And I am as guilty as anyone!!

I really like technology.  I don’t know when I first became interested but I like to keep up to date with latest devices, tools of communications etc and my favourite shops to wander around are, in the main, suppliers of computers, phones, tablets (not pharmacies!!) and gadgets of all kinds.  I spend more time than I should checking email, looking at twitter and even doing a bit on this blog and other websites.  In many ways, and I take consolation from this, I could be doing worse!

I Came across this article (via Twitter – yeah, irony noted!!) yesterday. There’s a lot of sense being made here. These are NOT my words but taken from an article on theglobeandmail.com See Link Here  by Zosia Bielski

 I hope she does not mind my putting it here as it is her work but hopefully I am doing my bit to bring her message a little further.  I notice that quite often people don’t seem to click on links in Twitter.

Anyway, I think it’s worth a read and a bit of thought!


Why it’s time to put your smartphone down. Seriously

There was woefully little conversation inside Toronto’s Terroni restaurant on a bright afternoon last month. The southern Italian trattoria is the kind of place you imagine filled with loud talk and family togetherness. Instead, a father thumbed his smartphone surreptitiously in his lap as the bartender tried to entertain his young son. Two Australian men gasped with the waiter about the homemade pasta but went quiet every time he walked away, each picking up a ginormous iPhone and forking the dishes absent-mindedly, faces bathed in synthetic blue light. Across from them, a teenage girl glowered as her father typed on his phone in silence.

To sit and watch such exchanges is profoundly depressing. Yet we all do it: Slipping a phone onto the table, we put the people in front of us on pause to disappear into the vast elsewheres of our screens. Whether we’re texting with others who are not present, scanning irrelevant Internet minutiae or enjoying the neurochemical hit of a Facebook like, many of us now routinely interrupt face time with loved ones to scratch the itch of online distraction. American adults check their phones every 6 1/2 minutes, or approximately 150 times a day. Collectively in Canada, we send224 million text messages a day while actual phone calls decline.

As we move in and out of paying attention, our conversations become light, losing much of their empathetic possibility. Our relationships start slipping into what researchers call an “absent presence.” We notice and don’t like it, but can’t seem to help ourselves.

These are the troubling dynamics mined by Sherry Turkle in her pivotal new book Reclaiming Conversation: The Power of Talk in a Digital Age. In it, the renowned media scholar from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology pleads with us to do tech better. To investigate the sentiment “I’d rather text than talk,” Turkle spent five years interviewing families, students, academics and employers about the ways we speak – and don’t speak – to each other today. What’s become abundantly clear to her is that our love affair with screen time is getting us into serious interpersonal trouble.

Even as we claim to “connect” more than ever before via text, chat, e-mail and social media, we don’t really listen intently any more amid the constant interruption. We grow easily bored and tap away at our phones, letting others carry conversations that don’t immediately captivate us. We make excuses for this odious social habit, blaming pushy bosses and “family emergencies,” knowing full well that’s not the truth of it: We check our phones compulsively because we’re extremely vulnerable to their allure. Although 82 per cent of adults acknowledge that using your phone during an in-person conversation hurts that interaction, 89 per cent cop to doing it anyway.

Like the rest of us, Turkle loves the “magic” her phone brings her but thinks it’s high time technology was put in its place. She and other researchers stress that the benefits of real-time, face-to-face conversation – phones off the table – can’t be understated. The shortlist of what it fosters includes empathy, above all else, but also trust, discovery, democratic debate, patience, mentorship and self-knowledge, as well as learning to tolerate the occasional uncomfortable silence.

“All of that dance of conversation,” Turkle says in an interview from New York. “Why have we been so quick to say, ‘That’s just not important now?’”

Unlike other alarm calls on technology, her book actually drills down for answers to why we downgrade face time for the more flighty connections available through our screens. Much of it comes down to exerting control over our precious time, says Turkle, who has dubbed the phenomenon the “Goldilocks effect.” Overwhelmed by all the input coming in at us, we use texts and e-mails to keep people not too close and not too far away – just the right distance, given the time allotted. She describes the duplicitous technique of “phubbing”: College kids have learned how to maintain eye contact with people while typing at lightning speed on their phones under the table (the effect is zombie-like).

Phone calls have come to irritate us because they’re unwieldy and can’t be corralled like a quick text or e-mail. According to the Pew Research Center, teens now find talking to new friends on the phone “awkward” and “weird.” (As one respondent explained it, “You typically text them because you don’t really have anything to talk about.”) Turkle explains that with conversation, “you can’t control what you’re going to say, you can’t edit it, you can’t shut it off and you can’t time-shift it – it has to be when it’s happening.” Some of her interviewees now limit their fights with families and partners to text, e-mail or instant message to avoid getting too heated in person and to better command the outcome.

Experts worry that this dodging of face time is creating a deep empathy gap: As we keep a firmer grip over our exchanges and our time, we reveal less of ourselves and attend less to one another.

Multiple empathy studies have shown that a phone on the table hinders conversation and stunts compassion, whether you use that phone or not. A 2011 University of Michigan scan of studies of American college studentsfound a 40-per-cent decrease in empathy in the past four decades, with the steepest declines appearing in the past 10 years. Contemporary college kids were staggeringly less likely than students in the seventies and eighties to agree with statements such as, “I sometimes try to understand my friends better by imagining how things look from their perspective.” Just as empathy appears to be taking a nose dive, narcissism is on the upswing. “People simply might not have time to reach out to others and express empathy in a world … [of] technology revolving around personal needs and self-expression,” wrote the Michigan researchers.

Boston clinical psychologist Catherine Steiner-Adair believes that we’re losing our capacity to stay attuned to each other amid the constant interruption. “People get antsy,” says Steiner-Adair, author of the 2014 book The Big Disconnect: Protecting Childhood and Family Relationships in the Digital Age. “We’re losing the ability to be thoughtful and responsive to one another, to stay focused on another person over time. It’s: ‘I’m only on one screen – your face. That’s not stimulating enough.’”

Rather than getting accustomed to these new norms, “People are getting more vocal about the fact that it’s annoying and that it hurts,” says Steiner-Adair. “It’s not making people happy.”

The most troubling manifestation of our flight from conversation is familial, with some parents so enraptured by their new iPhone 6 that they routinely ignore their kids. Take the father at Terroni whose despondent teenage daughter sent him daggers as he tinkered with his phone at the table: Her phone was nowhere in sight, unusual for a “digital native.”

While we wring our hands about teens and their ever-present phones, it seems later-adopter parents are the real culprits. Steiner-Adair interviewed children who were allowed to play video games on their phones through dinner while their parents scanned their own devices. Something about it all stung for the kids: Did their parents find them boring? Why didn’t they want to talk to them? Another daughter complained about the way her tennis games with her father had changed: Things just weren’t the same since dad started sneaking peeks at his phone every time they changed sides. “We don’t make eye contact any more when he hands me the ball. He’s checking his phone,” the young woman told Steiner-Adair.

In one of the more dispiriting vignettes in Reclaiming Conversation, Turkle interviews a dad who keeps one eye on his daughter during bath time and the other on his e-mail, something he wouldn’t have dreamed of doing with his older children when smartphones weren’t omnipresent. Although he recognizes that tuning out of this moment is incredibly shortsighted, the father says he can’t help himself. He’s bored.

Instead of getting the attention they deserve from the adults in their lives, kids are getting a confusing emotional distance instead.

Our massive conversation fail needs a drastic fix, but Turkle, for one, is optimistic that we’ve arrived at a turning point: “Ten years ago people were still at the party celebrating how incredible all this was. I think the party is kind of winding down. We’re at a point of inflection: A lot of people believe that we need to attend to our digital environment.”

Turkle is personally all for “sacred spaces” – declaring kitchens, dining tables and cars screen-free zones, either always or at designated times. She notes the rise of weekly tech “sabbaticals,” as well as device-free summer camps and retreats for “tech detoxing.” Managers are asking employees to drop devices into a basket as they enter meetings so they don’t spend the entire time tuned out, quietly cleaning out their inboxes. Teachers are setting aside class time for “tools down” conversation, when students stop multitasking on laptops and actually listen and debate issues together. Groups of friends play the stack game when they’re out for dinner: All devices get stacked up into a tower; the first person to respond to a ring or beep pays the tab.

“This all shows just how powerful these tools are, how vulnerable we are and how hard it is to regulate,” says Steiner-Adair. “We have to get smarter about how the human brain interacts with these very powerful tools. We have to learn how to outsmart our smartphones.”

Some are now agitating for a broader overhaul in design: Google “product philosopher” Tristan Harris is mobilizing a new movement of entrepreneurs, engineers and designers working on “empowering design” – technology that demands we use the Internet with greater intention. Harris’s vision for a new breed of apps, websites and screens would connect us without sucking us down the rabbit hole, and disconnect us without omitting anything really important.

Harris believes his “Time Well Spent” campaign could become a new cultural value, such as organic food and green-certified buildings. As Turkle puts it in her book, “We can become different kinds of consumers of technology, just as we have become different kinds of consumers of food. … What tempts does not necessarily nourish.”

Of course the idea of regulating tech use with yet more tech is rich; Turkle agrees, calling it an “ironic rejoinder.” Still, all of these efforts form a heartfelt mission to turn down the noise when we are in each other’s company.

“Technology makes us forget what we know about life,” says Turkle. “We’re at a moment in the culture where we are reminding ourselves of where we are.”

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Apps to help you unplug

Disconcertingly, 82 per cent of smartphone users said they rarely (if ever) powered off their phones last year, while less than 43 per cent of 13- to 18-year-olds saw any value in ever going unplugged. Sounding the alarm in her new book Reclaiming Conversation: The Power of Talk in a Digital Age, Sherry Turkle advocates for moderation – as well as a “more mature technology” that would encourage us to disengage instead of sucking us in. A number of apps have come onto the market in recent years that aim to get us switching off our devices and tuning back in to the people in front of us.

  • DinnerTime Plus stresses the importance of the family meal together. The app calls children to dinner with a prompt and then lets parents remotely disable their kids’ Android phones for the duration of the meal. “Have some conversation with your family,” reads a message on the kids’ screens, which then counts down how many minutes their phones will be shut off for. (A note to parents: Maybe turn off your phones, too.)
  • Another app, Moment Family (tagline: “Put down your phone and get back to your life”) allows families to track how much time everyone is spending on their iPhones and iPads. Users can set daily limits for themselves and also reserve device-free dinners. Once the app is activated, phones emit a blaring noise if anyone tries to sneak screen time mid-meal. (Options include an alarm-clock buzzer, a siren and, notably, the “most annoying sound ever” from the film Dumb & Dumber.)
  • Taking another route, “conversation-starter apps” such as A Family Matters give stumped parents hints on how to engage their kids when they’re out in the world together. Stressing family bonding instead of video games babysitting children, the app offers hundreds of open-ended questions to choose from for various contexts, be it a road trip, grocery-store lineup or doctor’s waiting room.
  • Rather than dictating a family’s conversation, apps such as Checkydo something simpler: They shame us for how rabidly we scan our phones, the goal being to reduce usage. Checky tracks and even maps out your phone habits and crunches the numbers for you. As in, you checked your phone 25 times at Mom’s dinner last Sunday: Get a grip.

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Lateran Basilica

Lateran Basilica

Today we celebrate the Feast of The Dedication of the Lateran Basilica.  Have to confess in years past it wasnt’ a Feast that much engaged or inspired me.  I am not sure when that changed but it did somewhere along the line through, I imagine, visits made to Rome and to the Irish College which is very near the Basilica.  Some years ago I celebrated the Wedding Mass of two friends in the Baptistery Chapel next to the Basilica.  Maybe that brought it to life for me.  Not just a big building anymore but a place where good friends said a prayer, made a life choice and celebrated a Sacrament.  Last year I was back in Rome for another wedding – this time in the Irish Franciscans Church but I paid a visit to St John Lateran.  I put these words on the blog around those days and thought it might be a good day to re-visit them.

In any case I got on the Metro and a few stops later was beside St John Lateran Basilica – regarded as the major church in Rome, even ahead of St Peter’s.  It’s a very impressive building.

Basilica of St John Lateran

Basilica of St John Lateran

Interior View

Interior View

Though I didn’t think to take photos of them, one of the things I love about this Basilica is that around the walls of it are twelve life size statues of the Twelve Apostles.  It is as if they are still keeping a watchful eye on the Church.  A consoling thought for sure.


(Sunday 7th September:  Update!  I went back there today and was able to attend Evening Mass.  It was powerful to see this Basilica in its role as a place for the Faithful to gather in prayer.  I noticed Confessions were also taking place but not in English so I had to give that one a miss!  Could have been my chance to go to someone who didn’t understand me:) I stayed on for Mass and was happy to do so.  The priest sounded very like Pope Francis in his tone and delivery.  After Mass I took photos of the twelve.  Only then did I notice that Judas’ place is taken by Paul – the Apostle called from the Road to Damascus.)


#op800

#op800

Some weeks ago I had a call from a Dominican Priest in Rome.  He told me about the upcoming celebration and Jubilee Year marking the 800th Anniversary of the Dominican Order.

He mentioned that the Order was hoping to celebrate this event on Twitter with the “hashtag” #op800 and hoped that dioceses and parishes using Twitter would include a mention.  I told him I’d be happy to do so.  Our phone call ended.

When mentioning this on Twitter last night, having noticed others doing likewise, I was reminded of my conversation with this priest and the fact that I didn’t mention to him that our parish has a strong link with the Dominican Order, through the presence now, in ruined state, of Urlaur Abbey.  Strikes me that when we come to celebrate the Pattern next August, God willing, we could do worse than keep this in mind.

Below, a few images from the Abbey and its surrounds, including some images taken during our “Dawn Mass” on Easter Sunday.

 


Urlaur Abbey lies three miles from Kilkelly on the shores of Urlaur Lake and it is a monastic settlement founded in 1430 by the Dominicans. It is a must for all tourists as the Abbey has been remarkably well preserved.

The Abbey was dedicated to Saint Thomas and was found by Fr. William Nangle and Fr. Thomas O’Grogan after permission of the Pope Eugene IV. The building was financed by Edmond Costello and his wife Fineola Cusa, daughter of O’Connor Dun, and became the burial place of the Costellos.

This Anglo-Norman family also endowed Saint Mary’s Augustinian Abbey in Ballyhaunis around the same time, taking the name Costello and becoming Lords of the barony.

The Dominicans are named after their founder Saint Dominic who was born in Spain in 1170. He chose a life of penance and poverty and gathered together a band of preachers in southern France in the early part of the 13th century.

The preachers were sent to cities where the Universities and other seats of learning were to be found. Finally, the Dominican Friars came to Oxford and London in 1221 and to Dublin in 1224 and are known as the Order of Friars Preachers.

The Order spread quickly through Ireland forming communities and churches. The Black Abbey in Kilkenny, founded by William Marshall the younger in 1225, is a fine example of a Dominican Church in use to the present day.

This remote and peaceful lake attracted the friars who came here from all over Connacht to spend their life following the rule of their order strictly. The austere vision of Saint Dominic is well reflected in the strong lines of the architecture.

The Church is rectangular in shape with doorways in the western and southern walls, windows and three gothic arches. There is an aperture where lepers could rest and hear Mass. The Abbey also had other buildings such as the kitchens, the refectory, the boathouse for a quick escape and, up the steps, the dormitory where the friars slept.

In 1608 and 1610 two inquisitions fell on Urlaur and the friary was suppressed. Its lands passed to Sir Edward Fisher and later to Sir Theobald Dillon, but the friars went on living quietly at Urlaur.

With the coming of Cromwell Fr. Dominic Dillon and Fr. Richard Overton of Urlaur were put to death at Drogheda; Fr. Mac Costello was also killed by the Cromwellians and Fr. Gerard Dillon died in prison.

In 1698 the friars fled the Abbey because of the Penal Laws, only five of them remained in the area including Fr. Pierce Costello and Fr. Redmond Costello. By the end of 18th century the monastic settlement was in ruins.

Urlaur Abbey is now in ruins but the annual pattern held on 4th of August brings locals and visitors to the area. Mass is celebrated in the old Abbey and a sense of peace is evident among the hallowed stones.

(Courtesy of Mayo-Ireland.ie 

http://www.mayo-ireland.ie/en/towns-villages/kilkelly/history/urlaur-abbey.html)

Let me see ….. again

Let me see ….. again

Yesterday we had that great gospel account of the healing of Bartimaeus, the blind man on the roadside near the town of Jericho.  It’s one of my favourite Gospel passages and I am always happy when, like Jesus on that far off day, it makes its appearance in our Liturgical Cycle.

I like it because, being something of a dreamer, I like to imagine happy endings.  I know they are not always possible and that they are often replaced by sadness and tragedy but, in the dreamer’s world, there’s always room for belief in things working themselves out.

Better endings don’t come much better than a man beginning the day unable to see and ending the day with 20/20 vision. That’s how it went for Bartimaeus.  An encounter with the one he had heard of and had come to believe in took him to that place for which he had longed – a place of vision, vision that led to new independence and independence that led to a choice to “follow” Jesus along the way.

I sometimes imagine asking children in school to draw a picture of this gospel moment.  I can see them with blank sheet and crayons beginning to capture the scene.  Most likely Jesus with Bartimaeus, maybe touching his eyes or just looking at him.  Perhaps some of them might add speech bubbles with Bartimaeus saying thanks to Jesus.  I think it likely most of the pictures would feature the two – since they are the story and the ones named.  I have no doubt the pictures would be lovely.

There’s more to it though, than just the two.  Let’s think about it for a little while.  Bartimaeus sits, as it’s likely he did most days, on the side of the road.  The world, even the small world of a town, village or even city, passes him by and one day passes to the other with little by way of joy or opportunity.  His senses are in tune though and being aware of more traffic than usual he asks what is happening. Someone tells him “Jesus of Nazareth is passing by”.  I often think that person, whoever he or she was, deserves the “Man of The Match” award since he or she gave Bartimaeus the chance to seek help.  He didn’t need to be given the chance a second time, calling out; “Jesus, Son of David, have pity on me” he seized the moment.

…… (to be continued … what do you think???)

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