In the previous posts in this wee series, I’ve looked at the pitfalls of being, or pretending to be, a leader within religious or spiritual groups. Both office-based and charisma-based shepherd roles tend to eventually morph into masks for our insecure egos, our fearful wounded psyches afraid to come into the Light of Divine acceptance. Of course our original motives may initially be well-intentioned but the outward and inward pressures of having ‘responsibility’ for a flock tend to take their toll.
Inside every leader lies a prisoner waiting to make a break for it. Yet, such is the ego strength of the religious or spiritual role that one can’t really make it on their own. Thankfully Divine Love has an appointment with all leaders whether they wish to keep it or not! Divine hijackings are a regular occurrence within the sacred world of the leadership tribe. One way or another Divine Love will get our attention and knock us off our leadership role. For many it’s ill health, for some an unexpected divorce, for others a nervous breakdown – all signs that our running on the hamster wheel of leadership expectations isn’t the Divine Will at all.
Once we’ve gone through our own valley of disillusionment and ego dethronement we are, at last, able to be ourselves, warts and all, without fear of what folk think. We can let all the fragmentation of our psyche-soul hang out in the Presence of Unconditional Love, the one that ultimately asks nothing of us but honesty. Healing and realignment that can follow our leadership cold turkey experience as we have our religious paradigm turned upside down. Our role as ‘God’s little helper’ is well and truly ditched as we realise that we are as broken and dysfunctional as those we once tended with our sacred medical bag of tricks.
So is that it? Is the leadership game now over for good? Well, yes and no.
Certainly our days of wearing the sheriff’s badge of official God representation has gone for good. Divine Love was never looking for our spiritual sharpshooting skills as we patrolled the Kingdom sects of men. No, the lawgiver and law enforcer role has been decommissioned by the gracious act of Divine intervention. ‘Enough is enough’ it proclaims as it blocks our progress up the ladder of hierarchical leadership imaginings.
When ego has let go of every vestige of religious or spiritual ambition, and we have found a restored level of humanity and vulnerability, Divine Love may come calling. It’s call is one of realignment and Spirit flow. No longer the projection of strength and a Charles Atlas spiritual muscle programme, but an honest acceptance of frailty floating on the Ocean of Spirit Source. No, the days of doing and goals are over. Now we are only asked to be. Out of such a being we will soon perceive the flow of Divine Life. Here and there others will be touched by a look, a smile, a thought or an arm around the shoulder. A new channel of Divine Flow has opened up in the affairs of man. We are a walking conduit of compassion and a Presence beyond our understanding. In letting go of our leadership we have become feeders, water carriers for the hungry and thirsty among whom we dwell.
In realigning with Spirit Source, outside the Alice in Wonderland world of religious leadership, mission and belief, we’ve become transmitters of a Divine Magnetism, one that draws the broken into wholeness. Such a flux of mimetic attraction bypasses the old ego settings, now passing through our reintegrated psyche, that which makes us truly us. We have become wounded healers as the late Henri Nouwen so aptly described our new non role. This function in the Divine Love vortex, isn’t one upon which to re-establish the kingdom of ego. Rather it is one that produces a deep contentment, a knowing that we can’t fix anyone, that Source is All in All.
So, ‘Feed my sheep’ isn’t a Divine call to action. Rather, it is a call to being. Out of such a place of rest and inner acceptance we will channel the Source from which we sprang, feeding the hungry with the multiplied loves of our broken humanity. We are all feeders of Divine Love. Give It half a chance and It will satisfy the longings of those who come our way. Non-leader leaders, non-leader feeders – sounds like Heaven on Earth to me.
I’ve loved reading your “take” on leadership. I generally loathe all ‘leader-speak.’ This is a breath of fresh air. Thanks.
Thanks for the encouragement Robert. Yes, most of us have been leadered to death over the years. Nice to view each other now without the leadership specs of our favourite sect.
🙂 Dylan
Apt metaphors, Dylan: “God’s little helper; sacred medical bag of tricks; the sheriff’s badge; Charles Atlas spiritual muscle program…
Yes, yes! “Feed my sheep” is a call to being rather than a call to action. I appreciate your fresh take, always.
Thanks Debra. Glad that the metaphors rang true for you. In many ways the whole leadership thing is a most humorous if self-deceiving game that only outsiders can see through. Within the sect of choice it is the most serious of matters!
Blessings
Dylan
Excellent Dylan.
Thanks as always Arthur!
🙂 Dylan
You make some valid points, but in practical terms, meeting together as Christians is hardly self-organising, and I enjoy “being” rather than “doing” as much as the next guy… So what happens from here?
Hi Pat.
Thanks for dropping by and posting your wee comment.
On reflection, I guess it all depends what ‘meeting together’ means for individual follower of the Nazarene.
If it’s a service based around a ritual of some kind, be it sacramental or indeed the the weekly sermon from the pastor or priest, then I guess it does need some organising. Rituals tend to create institutions which need buildings and leaders. I was involved in such 3-4 weekly gatherings for many years during my own evangelistic journey but now find them totally unnecessary. Once one decides to walk away the much peddled commitment myth that churches continue to operate by, then the so-called needs for formal ‘fellowship’ fall away. Meeting with other Yeshua followers is always a plus, though for me that is best on an irregular basis, not centred around an established pastoral hierarchy and preferably in a local coffee shop or restaurant. I guess it’s just the stage I’m now at on my wee journey Home.
🙂 Dylan
Excellent Dylan. I will Share it. You are a real wordsmith…
Thanks Robin. You are most kind.
🙂 Dylan