by Suzanne Belote Shanley
?These many beautiful days cannot be lived again but they are compounded in my own flesh and spirit and I take them in full measure toward whatever lies ahead.?
Daniel Berrigan SJ
Time passes, and through the mystical power of memory, in summer?s twilight, I am cherishing ?the many beautiful days? of college-age youth from various parts of the country who spent the summer here at Agape. They tell their own stories of goodness, grace, laughter and exuberance in these pages.
The energy and enthusiasm for sustainable living, for morning Scripture study, among a host of other Agape activities, Joe, Casey, Anthony and Cat exuded are ?compounded in my own flesh and spirit? as indelible, holy. In this world of unspeakable violence and disintegration, such ?beautiful days? including our three-day fast from fossil fuels (shutting down electricity, no use of any fossil fuels), strengthened me for ?whatever lies ahead,? in the gathering oil addiction storm.
How will I ever forget these beautiful moments: the building of and cooking on our home-made solar oven, the luscious purple and green beans left to cook in the greenhouse oven at 200 degrees, blanched and tasteless, carting dirty dishes from Francis House to Brigid House with its solar water pump, celebrating Agape?s Beloved Bob Solari?s 80th birthday by candlelight.
While it is true that none of us will live again those days of raucous laughter, and serious resolve, of nonviolent study, greeting guests, hosting events, planning and planting seeds and trees, (one pear tree dedicated to the hundreds of college youth who have come to Agape), the community building, the joy of exploring and discovering personalities, music, prayer, bread-baking, and hundreds of stir-fry dinners, all combine to create a sense of enhanced well-being. Yes, community works. What joy. It cannot be lived again in quite this form; yet, we are all, no doubt, nourished for the days ahead.
Latino Youth Group Sal y Luz
Although not part of the summer brigade, what we jokingly referred to as ?The Agape Youth Hostel,? the Latino youth group from New York, Sal y Luz, infused Francis House in the late Spring, with the ?salt and light? of their vibrant faith, and oh what a faith it is?boundless, passionate, convicted. Many in the group expressed the sentiments of Ariel, of the ?wonderful experience ? away from the city.? Certainly, we could not have known as Joe, Brayton and I prepared for their arrival, what a love feast we were about to experience. Talk about ?beautiful days!?
A vivid memory is one of our circle, voices raised in unison, clamoring, ?Sal y Luz,? ?Sal y Luz,? twenty Latino youth, ages 16-28, hands clasped, and emotions soaring, in the Francis House living room. The arrival of our friends from Good Shepherd Parish in New York, corresponded with the ?The Great National Boycott? or ?Day Without Immigrants.? Though not the planned retreat focus, once the 13 men and 7 women, most from the Dominican Republic, bounded out of their cars with affectionate hand-shakes and hugs, we knew that we would powerfully claim them as they did us. The atmosphere was charged to say the least.
Prior to the arrival of Sal y Luz, brought to Agape through our long friendship with Fr. Joachim Lally, (Paulist priest whose life has been dedicated to Latino youth, building houses and baptizing the poor in Dominican), the word nonviolence (a rarity in the media) was in the air in as well as talk of Caesar Chavez. At a massive rally in Salinas, CA, twenty six thousand immigrants and supporters gathered to follow in Chavez?s nonviolent tradition of Boycott, now, all but forgotten.
As these national events unfolded, we at Agape were bonding in the deep woods, with 20 extraordinary Latino youth from the city who hadn?t been warned in advance what they were in for?vegetarian meals, silence, no cell phone reception, videos, DVD?s, TV or electronic devices?a virtual cultural detox. As Juan observed later: ?You can?t say that I wasn?t a vegetarian. I got proof for three days, but it?s okay.?
Full of stories about life in the city (Inwood section of New York) and their recent Passion Play attended by over 1,000 people, they proudly wore their white shirts with the group name, Sal y Luz, emblazoned in blue, periodically stacking hands in a circle, chanting ?Sal y Luz,? ?Sal y Luz.?
Elvis Valdez, the group leader, in his late twenties and a high school Math teacher, with his wife Ivelisa, and infant son Eric, set a powerful example as a role models whose presence lent a touching tenderness and trust. This trust was evident in our first circle when each member shared readily details of their cohesive community in the midst of a violence-riddled neighborhood where just a few days before, bricks had been menacingly thrown at them as they walked together in their white shirts to the Valdez home for a meeting.
?Why? they asked each other and us, ?would local youth, some of them gang members, be so hostile to our parish group?? As they spoke of their pain over the rejection, almost to a person, The Sal y Luz members were voices of compassion: ?These are broken, beaten, abused kids, resentful of turf intrusion, especially by a bunch of perceived ?do-gooders?.? ?How will we hold onto our integrity, our pride of purpose? they wondered, without courting danger in the risky streets of New York.
The women in the group ages 16-23, articulate, determined and strong, moved from child-care with Eric, to outspoken rage over the discrimination, the poverty, and the diminished prospects of young Latinos. With grit and determination, they voiced the need to reverse oppressive odds by their focus, determination, prayer life and trust in God. Solidarity.
As emotionally intense as our circle could become, we stayed equally focused on mindfulness and meditation, two of the retreat themes, listening to our breath, sitting in silence in our meditation circle as baby Eric?s cooing moved in and out of the stillness.
The stars, the silence, the remote Agape woods intrigued everyone as they compared the stillness to the clamoring noise, ceaseless talking and speed of New York. Some recognized their own addiction to busyness, (one of the retreat themes), and everyone agreed that they hadn?t experienced inner or outer peace in a long time.
As we explored the concept of ?staying awake?, of being counter-cultural, the youth recounted stories of their fast-paced world, of suspicion, cruelty, discrimination, the pressure to ?make it? economically, educationally and socially in the US.
The intimacy of our exchange and presence to each, creating an atmosphere of contagious affection and love, certainly impressed we Anglos with the expansiveness of the Latino heart. In this safe space, one young woman spoke of her cerebral palsy, her rejection over the years as a teen mother, and how her integration into Sal y Luz had changed her life. Fr. Joachim Lally, their pastor, mentor and friend, assisted in creating this atmosphere of acceptance with hands-on style of leadership and a lifetime of devotion to the Dominican Republic.
Themes of war and Conscientious Objection merged with those of staying awake to the seduction of the culture, and not becoming one of the walking dead, which none of these vibrant souls come close to resembling. Focusing on the ?forever war? and hearts conditioned to believe in the myth of redemptive violence, Sal y Luz members spoke of the well-documented exploitation of Latino youth by military recruiters. Not surprisingly, though all of the youth were Catholic, none were aware of the Catholic Church?s teaching on Conscientious Objection.
As a result, we studied the life of Conscientious Objector, Camilo Mejia, born and raised in Nicaragua, ?who moved to the US when he was 18 and joined the military a year later because he was not sure what to do with his life.? After being on leave from fighting in Iraq, Mejia said he ?could not return to battle? and became the? first veteran of the Iraq War to seek Conscientious Objector status.? (?AWLO Soldier Pledges to Wage No More War, Boston Globe, 3/17/04),
We considered courage and the role of faith in Mejia?s decision to turn himself in at Hanscom Air Force Base in Massachusetts, ?wearing a large St. Francis of Assisi medal and carrying a backpack filled with clothes and a Bible.? Afterwards, in our small group discussions, many of the youth spoke of their anguish over the slaughter in Iraq, making it clear with stunning conviction and a grasp of political realities that they were not about to become pawns of the US government, affirming this. They recounted personal experiences with traumatized family members and friends who had returned from Iraq, haunted and helpless, unable to keep jobs, collapsing into drugs, alcohol and violence.
The evening coffee house consisted of a skit performed by almost all of the youth in which a Latino Conscientious Objector, accompanied by Cesar Chavez, meet with George Bush, both forcefully stating their position that ?this war is wrong and we won?t participate in it.? Fresh off of the acting skills honed in their Passion Play, the Agape thespians portrayed a young man caught in the trap of poverty, whose mother begged him not to join the military, but whose anguish at not succeeding in life, propels him to ignore her cries. Seduced by the money promised by the military and thrilled at the prospect of college, the character pleads for his mother?s acceptance: ?I?ll be somebody, Mama, I?ll finally be somebody.? The audience was transfixed as the scene ended with the youth?s bullet-ridden body being returned to his mother from Iraq. Quite a dramatic moment in Agape?s crowded living room.
Not all of the weekend was filled with heaviness. With the last rush of adrenalin, after many impromptu vitalla games (bottlecap used as ball and broomstick as bat?how Dominican boys learn how to be the best hitters in the majors), lots of laughter and spontaneous gestures of affection, the final group?s final circle was pierced by the news that Fr. Joachim and the Paulist Fathers would be leaving Good Shepherd Parish after their tenure of 90 years.
The many beautiful days of the April retreat are gone. Not forgotten is community building, the deepening awareness of nonviolent lifestyle. Wilson, of Sal y Luz, puts it this way: ?I think the best way to thank you is at least to practice one bit of what you?ve been teaching us for the last three days.?
Like Wilson, other members of Sal y Luz reassured us that friends had become ?family? captured in Elvis? final note reading: ?Dear Family.? Soulfully, and with ?full measure? we have begun a new relationship this extraordinary new family of Sal y Luz and with the summer interns, which will shine for some time into the future at Agape.