Few words are as misunderstood as "spirituality." It is only within the last 30 years that this word has become part of our common vocabulary. It is also within these years that spirituality has become popular, both within church circles and within the population at large. Today bookstores, church and secular alike, teem with books on spirituality.
Despite the virtual explosion of literature in the area, there are still misunderstandings about the concept. Chief among these is the idea that spirituality is somehow exotic, esoteric, and not something that issues forth from the bread and butter of ordinary life. "Spirituality" conjures up images of something paranormal, mystical, churchy, otherworldly, New Age. Rarely is it understood as referring to something vital and nonnegotiable lying at the heart of our lives.
This is a tragic misunderstanding. Spirituality is not something on the fringes, an option for those with a particular bent. Everyone has a spirituality, either a life-giving one or a destructive one. All of us are precisely fired into life with a certain madness that comes from the gods. We do not wake up in this world calm and serene. We wake up on fire with desire, with madness. What we do with that madness is our spirituality.
Spirituality is not about rationally choosing activities like going to church, praying or meditating, reading spiritual books, or setting off on some spiritual quest. It is far more basic. Long before we do anything explicitly religious, we have to do something about the fire that burns within us.
Spirituality concerns what we do with desire. It takes its root in eros and it is all about how we shape and discipline that eros. John of the Cross, the great Spanish mystic, begins his famous treatment of the soul's journey with the words: "One dark night, fired by love's urgent longings." For him, it is urgent longings that are the starting point of spiritual.
To offer a striking example of how spirituality is about how one handles eros, let us compare the lives of three famous women: Mother Teresa, Janis Joplin, and Princess Diana.
Few of us would, I suspect, consider Mother Teresa an erotic woman. Yet she was very erotic, though not necessarily in the narrow Freudian sense. She was erotic because she was a dynamo of energy. She may have looked frail and meek, but just ask anyone who ever stood in her way. She was a human bulldozer, dedicated to God and the poor. Everyone considered her a saint. Why?
A saint is someone who can channel eros in a creative, life-giving way. Soren Kierkegaard once defined a saint as someone who can will the one thing
. Mother Teresa did just that. Total dedication to God and the poor was her signature, her spirituality. It made her what she was.
Looking at Janis Joplin, the rock star who died from an overdose of life at age 27, few would consider her a very spiritual woman. People think of her as the opposite of Mother Teresa, erotic but not spiritual. Yet Joplin was not so different from Mother Teresa in raw makeup and character. Unlike Mother Teresa, however, Janis Joplin could not will the one thing.
Her great energy went out in all directions and eventually created an excess and a tiredness that led to an early death. But those activities--a total giving over to creativity, performance, drugs, booze, sex, coupled with neglect of normal rest--were her spirituality. It was how she channeled her eros. In her case, the end result was not a healthy integration but dissipation. She simply lost the things that glue a person together and broke apart under too much pressure.
Most of us are like Mother Teresa in that we want to will God and the poor. The problem is we want to will everything else as well. We want to be a saint, but we also want to feel every sensation experienced by sinners; we want have a simple lifestyle, but we also want all the comforts of the rich; we want to have the depth afforded by solitude, but we do not want to miss anything. Small wonder life is often a trying enterprise and we are often tired and pathologically overextended.
Medieval philosophy had a dictum that said: Every choice is a renunciation. Indeed. To choose one thing is to turn one's back on many others. To marry one person is to not marry all the others; to have a baby means to give up certain things; and to pray may mean missing television. No wonder we struggle so much with commitment.