When
I was a college theatre major, I performed a monologue from Christopher
Durang’s “'Denity Crisis” in my
acting class.
Back
then, as I memorized and performed it, the struggle with grace didn’t quite
click for me.
But,
years later, I see how the playwright’s humorous account of a Peter Plan play,
indeed, captures the spiritual wrestling match grace versus effort embodies.
“...You remember how in the second act
Tinkerbell drinks some poison that Peter's about to drink, in order to save
him? And then Peter turns to the audience and he says that Tinkerbell's going
to die because not enough people believe in fairies, but that if everybody in
the audience claps real hard to show that they do believe in fairies, then
maybe Tinkerbell won't die…. and so then all the children started to clap…. we
clapped very hard and very long…. my palms hurt and even started to bleed I
clapped so hard…. then suddenly the actress playing Peter Pan turned to the
audience and she said, ‘that wasn't enough. You didn't clap hard enough.
Tinkerbell's dead.’ uh..well, and..and
then everyone started to cry. The actress stalked offstage and refused to continue
with the play, and they finally had to bring down the curtain. No one could see
anything through all the tears, and the ushers had to come help the children up
the aisles and out into the street. I don't think I was ever the same after
that.”
How
many of us can echo that last sentence in our own lives?
“I don't
think I was ever the same after that.”
Indeed,
the question centered on one word: enough.
Enough
is enough.
No
matter what I did or did not do- concerning anything- it seemed it was not
enough.
Life,
inevitably, deals us some trauma, pain or negative experience which reinforces
how, indeed, we did not clap hard enough.
Perhaps
our marriage failed...
Perhaps
someone died...
Perhaps
we lost our career, our financial stability or our reputation...
So
now, our personal Tinkerbell, because of imperfect life, is dead.
This
business of earning grace, love and worth can wreak havoc. It drives many of
us, in some attempt to self-soothe, to reach for our pet addiction. We reason
no matter what we do or do not do in life, it’s not “enough.” That places us in
paralysis.
We
ask, “What’s the point?”
We
come from a survival place of just getting through this wretched thing called
life. We believe the best we can hope for is, while paralyzed, is to numb and comfort
ourselves with our beloved addiction.
So,
we throw away grace. We even accept doom.
That’s
a challenging thing to wrap our finite minds around. Let’s face it- we live in
a cause and effect world. Logically, if we do “A,” then we should get “B.”
It
drives us bonkers. For we want to be
in control.
We
call it multi-tasking, being goal- oriented or doing some trouble shooting.
“‘that wasn't enough. You didn't clap hard
enough. Tinkerbell's dead.’”
Copyright © 2022 by Sheryle Cruse
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