Growing Down
I find you there in all
these things
I care for like a brother.
A seed, you nestle in the smallest of them,
and in the huge ones spread yourself hugely.
Such is the amazing play of the powers:
they give themselves so willingly,
swelling in the roots, thinning as the trunks rise,
and in the high leaves, resurrection.
I care for like a brother.
A seed, you nestle in the smallest of them,
and in the huge ones spread yourself hugely.
Such is the amazing play of the powers:
they give themselves so willingly,
swelling in the roots, thinning as the trunks rise,
and in the high leaves, resurrection.
Rilke, The Book of Hours I, 2
I chose that
poem as the epigraph for this talk with the intention of using the growth of a
tree as a metaphor for a Masonic Lodge.
I read it, reread it, leaned back at my desk and searched the sky for
inspiration, or at least a starting point.
Nothing.
I started
searching for new poems and new stories to inspire me.
Nothing.
Then finally
it hit me. The tree would really be
quite a good symbol for a Masonic Lodge if. . .
If it grew backward.
If each
individual Mason was a leaf that stood on its own and the gentle wind of
commonality blew us all together, would not that Mystic Tie of our Brotherhood
begin to connect us twig by twig? Small
groups of men would join for the common purpose of self-improvement. As those men met others nearby, they might
realize that connecting their branches into a common trunk would give them
strength and stability – support for the work that Masons do. That trunk would put down roots, weaving
itself into the ground of the community in which it wants to grow and to which
it wants to give protection, shade and comfort.
That’s what
I see happening here. Over the last 100
years or so the branches called Braddock’s Field, Fort Pitt, Homewood, Delta,
Justice, Penn, Fox Chapel, Duquesne, Beta and Swissvale Lodges are now poised
to be one great tree right here in Penn Hills.
That tree – this Lodge – brings shelter to the school that it neighbors,
shade and comfort to those in need and support to the Charities of the Grand
Lodge of Pennsylvania.
To continue
the metaphor, once our tree has established roots, it must feed to grow. That food can come in the form of new
members. Each Lodge this year will be
required to hold an open house. Opening
our doors to those who know nothing about Freemasonry, what we stand for or the
good works we do, is one simple way to attract men of good character who want
to make themselves better. At the
Pennsylvania Masonic Congress held in March, a survey was taken and the number
one reason those men listed for joining a Lodge was that men they admired were
already Masons. We need to open our
doors so that we may inspire others to join our ranks.
Once they
have entered, we must teach them. We
need to begin to see the Master/Apprentice relationship as more than
allegorical. We must use the Mentor
Program developed by Grand Lodge to impress upon the newest Brother our
history, our ideals and our mission.
The Online
Education program of the Grand Lodge allows all Pennsylvania Masons to take
classes on Masonic Law, History of the Craft and the Mentor program with new
classes to be added soon. Each of you
should sign up that you might be better equipped to tell a non Mason friend why
you’re proud to be a Freemason.
The Grand
Master’s theme for his term is “Freemasons: Master Builders. Building for our
Future.” He has given us many ways to
nourish our trees. The Grand Master’s
Award for the Lodges who earnestly attempt to make themselves better, the
Master Builder’s Award for new Masons who complete a list of items designed to
make them active, educated and useful members of the Lodge as well as the other
tools I mention above are all food to help our hungry plant thrive. In return we are asked to do some hard
work. We have been asked to donate funds
to the Library and Museum this year and the Masonic Children’s Home next
year. We are expected to open our doors
and become beacons in our community where good men gather to do great
things. In short we are tasked with
being good Masons.
I would like
to close with a poem by Rumi. To me, it
illustrates the connectedness that we all must have to those around us and how
that connectedness – like our tree - can lift us all into greatness.
How does part of the
world leave the world?
How can wetness leave
water?
Don't try to put out
a fire by throwing on
more fire. Don't wash
a wound with blood.
No matter how fast
you run, your shadow
more than keeps up.
Sometimes it's in front.
Only full, overhead
sun diminishes your shadow.
But that shadow has
been serving you.
What hurts you
blesses you.
Darkness is your
candle.
Your boundaries are
your quest.
I can explain this,
but it would break the glass cover
on your heart, and
there is no fixing that.
You must have shadow
and light source both.
Listen, and lay your
head under the tree of awe.
When from that tree,
feathers and wings
sprout on your soul,
be quieter than a dove.
Don't
open your mouth for even a cooooo.
~ Tr. Coleman Barks
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