Love on the Run
A young priest was writing me today about the problems of being young, single, and ordained, so much worse than my own problems of being young, single, and a zealot, no matter what I think.
Work with the Christian Left has been amazing though -- everything from friendly communists to over-friendly Presbyterians to Anglo-Catholic librarians coming out of the woodwork to say hello. So maybe my theory is after a week that there are more of us, or more sympathizers, than we think, and that putting oneself on the line is a good way of seeing what the universe has to offer. "Christian" is a dirty word in popular culture, but Christian socialism is something people have missed. Lots of people.
A dear intense tangoisto, Mr. Alan Abruzzo of San Francisco, has talked to me about his secret weapon, a power-point presentation which is metaphysically linked to the cosmos. What happened is this: Abruzzo, roughly discarded by a dark-haired hippie vixen, began to compose a power-point presentation. On each slide was one characteristic of the girl of his dreams. He drew pictures, diagrams, wrote commentary. Alan explained, "After I made the yoga instructor slide, three yoga instructors came into my life within the month."
I asked him what he thought was going on. We batted back and forth a couple of theories about having a clear vision of one's needs and blahblahblah. Alan finally said, "I think when one puts oneself out to the universe, good things can only come."