A Boat named Sarum

sarum-boatI had the most amazing stroke of luck today, that of finding a dinghy hull for only fifty euros – and close to my home. It and several others are being sold by an association specialising in helping young people through sports, activities and constructive work. There were some six boats in this pitiful state, left out in a field and deprived of their rigs through a fire in the club house where the masts, booms, sails, rudders, ropes, etc. were kept. Only the hulls survived because they were outside.

I went to fetch the hull this morning. The boat is a Zef dinghy, a popular make in France that democratised sailing in the same way as the Mirror did in England. Some French enthusiasts have a site on Dériveur Zef. Designed by Michel Nivelt and made of fibreglass, it has a hinged centreboard, which is much better for if I touch bottom. The centreboard hinges back instead of breaking off as can happen with a daggerboard. On Sophia, my old boat, I have had a few near misses and low-speed scrapes – but no damage. The length is twelve feet and the beam is generous at five feet, making for a very stable boat. There is lots of room for stowing gear, making this a better cruising boat than my Tabur 320. The freeboard is generous and the bow rides high in the chop. Some fifteen thousand of these boats were built from 1960 until the 1980’s. There were three versions of which mine is the most recent, numbered 17903 and built in 1976.

All I have is the hull and the centreboard. The hull is in good condition, with two professional repairs. The original rudder perished in the fire, so I will have to find a replacement. I intend to rig Sarum, as I have decided to name her, with the Mirror rig of Sophia, and I have a spare set of rigging for the old boat. I will be keeping both boats, since Sophia is much lighter and more appropriate for certain conditions. She will be kept as a light weather boat, whereas Sarum will be more seaworthy in a swell and chop and will have less sail than what she was originally designed for. It suits me, as a cruising boat needs to be capable of being safely handled in a stiff breeze and reefed as necessary.

There is plenty of work for the rest of autumn and this winter. The mast step needs to be adapted, the attaching points for the standing rigging need a good look. The transom needs rebuilding with marine plywood plate and the pintles put in the right places for the future rudder. This boat is designed to take a very small outboard engine (2hp). The Seagull is said to be very reliable even though the design is old. I don’t expect her to be a fast or sporty boat? The Zef is a plodder, a cruising boat. I intend to give Sarum a good lick of paint next spring. The obvious colour is Sarum blue (hull above the waterline, white for below the waterline the decks and inside the cockpit. I hope to find a flag of Our Lady of Salisbury Cathedral to run up to the masthead with the French flag and the Red Ensign of my own country.

I will take Sarum to the Semaine du Golfe instead of Sophia, though I might take both boats if a friend would like to come and sail with us. Sarum needs a lot of work, and I am sure she will be a proud little vessel when I bless her just before launching at the beginning of next season.

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Romanticism and Modernism

Someone sent me a link to this most illuminating article.

Owen Barfield’s Critical Semantics: Diagnosing Modernity in History in English Words

I make my living by translating texts, substituting concepts in French by equivalent English ones, using the most appropriate words possible. Translating is not easy. Technical stuff needs ultra-precise translation with the right technical terms. Literary prose needs a much more supple approach, and is much more dependant on the translator being culturally “connected”. I have tried journalistic and advertising translations, and I have always done badly. I am not culturally connected with that milieu, and so I stick to technical stuff. It is safe, dull, but safe. I don’t make money out of the writing I like to do. That’s the way it is.

Words are important, but even more so are the concepts and ideas behind them. I have been speculating about the subject of Modernism, and what that word conventionally means and what it should mean. In the world of theology and churchmanship, we find a considerable amount of confusion between the various strands of late nineteenth century theology and world views and the authorities in Rome lumping them all together to create a nemesis to emphasise their orthodoxy, a heresy by the name of Modernism.

In reality, it is not possible to get any understanding of this question until one has looked at the history of philosophy and ideas since the Renaissance and the Enlightenment, not only in theology but also in culture generally. This article is a review of a book that I have not read (but it needs to be read) about what I might be tempted to call a philosophy of language. There are sciences of linguistics and philosophy of language, so I make no original claim here. It is a question of world view and mentality, the way words change their meanings. Without such notions of linguistics, philosophy of analogy and knowledge of culture, we bash each other’s brains out for the use of words – reading the same word but understanding different concepts.

We need to take a step back from the words and look at the concepts. Is Modernism a “modern” mentality based on the Enlightenment idea of progress and rationalism? Is Modernism a new form of Romanticism reacting against mechanisation, dehumanisation, excessive rationalism and the erosion of the spiritual? That is the question we have to ask when we read papal documents from the 1900’s, whose intellectual honesty is questionable. I see just about nothing in common between Loisy and Tyrrell, though they were lumped together for the sake of opposing them against official Thomist orthodoxy. In reality, Tyrrell was a (neo) Romantic and not a modernist. As an Anglican, I’m not really bothered about what Rome says to judge its critics and adversaries, but the term is used in general culture and other religious contexts. Roman Catholic polemics have spilled over the walls of the citadel. Therefore, it has to be addressed in the present polemical climate opposing conservatism and liberalism / modernism. Very often, the extremes meet and traditionalists become modernists and those who were accused of modernism are in fact traditional(ists).

The Enlightenment undoubtedly brought many positive things like scientific discovery and a greater emphasis on reason to combat prejudice and obscurantism. There was undoubtedly a lot of abuse and inhumanity on account of “irrational” beliefs, like for example attributing disease and crop failure to witchcraft and other forms of scapegoating. The Enlightenment also brought large numbers of people to live in cities and be put to work in the new factories. For the first time, men began to be alienated from his roots. The “superstitious” ways of country dwellers gave way to the arts, philosophy and culture. Science led to scepticism. Man set himself above nature, and the result now is atomic energy and fracking! We are destroying our world – and ourselves. Going by the evidence, humanity is suffering from genetic degeneration (there are different scientific and pseudo-religious theories to explain it), and our species will eventually die like each one of us suffering from old age and disease. We just have to accept this truth and put ourselves in the hands of God.

What I find interesting about this article is how a precise point is identified. It opens our eyes. We humans are separated and alienated (alien meaning other) from everything else. We place ourselves above everything and believe that everything is for our use. Of course, the idea of that is read in Genesis. This manipulation of our world places man in a position in which he does not participate. Finally, the same process happens to our culture. We no longer participate in it. We look at paintings, listen to music, visit churches – but their meaning is gone. So-called “culture” is something that is controlled and paid for by mechanised bureaucracies, and are simply there for the consumer. Being called a “consumer” is also something that gets up my nose!

Historical study in ineffective at conveying any ability to understand the ancient and medieval world view. We have to make abstraction of all the influence we have suffered from modernity, ideas of progress and evolution of man’s right to everything and sense of entitlement. Ideas of humility, regeneration and amendment are foreign to our culture. It is of no wonder that no one understands the notion of sin. Our modern assumption is that our ancestors lived in darkness, and only we have light and objectiveness. This old and hackneyed assumption continues to be rehashed by well-known atheist career writers.

Self-consciousness… seems to have first dawned faintly on Europe at about the time of the Reformation, [but] it was not until the seventeenth century that the new light really began to spread and lighten.

We have discussed the self-consciousness of our aspiration to recover the old mentality and the notion of tradition. We are self-conscious about ourselves, all adoring our reflection like Narcissus. In the medieval world view, man was devoted to the other. Modern man is concerned for himself. Hyper-rationalism, leading ultimately to modern bureaucracy, was based on a kind of utopianism. A few words to describe it:

arrange, category, classify, method, organize, organization, regular, regulate, regularity, system, systematic

There are hundreds of other words too. We immediately recognise the culture of modern corporations and the way of having people work and think. I have done many translations on project management in industry and things like quality control. Factories mass-produce components for machines, and one can only imagine the boredom of men working on the assembly line. I have done it myself and stuck it out for a couple of months before finding a more “human” job in retailing. Humans themselves become machines, that is until such a time as a machine can be invented to take their place. Quality is ensured by “mechanical” means like the FMEA method (Failure Mode Effects Analysis) which is implemented mainly in the automotive industry. One cannot imagine anything less human! The less human it is, the more the product is rational and constant in quantity and quality.

It is a world that revolts me, but I make money out of it as so many others do. As a bureaucrat shuffles paper and vacuous concepts, I am brought to do the same thing. The more voluminous, the more words I can ratchet up on my monthly invoice! The Machine came in with the Industrial Revolution, and is not merely mechanisation in industry and manufacturing but the electronic high technology we are using in our computers and smart phones. There have been protests, but everything continues to go the same way.

The life of the spirit is gone together with our humanity. It seems that we have everything to fear in the future. We read about transhumanism, the stuff of science fiction and dystopia, the idea of mixtures of machines and human beings until you get machines mimicking humans like the Terminator. Is it a good thing to think – oh well, I just have another twenty to thirty years to go, perhaps less. What about our children and grandchildren? I suppose the early twentieth-century generation thought the same thing as they lived through the Nazi era and worried about their “silent era” and “baby boom” children.

What about restoring the spiritual life of man? Most strategies of evangelisation look to me to be moulded in the same mentality that runs factories producing car parts. The modern “mega-church” is exactly that. Its goal is political and ideological, a sort of right-wing version of what Marxism is to liberation theology. Roman Catholicism has also become a machine. It opposes “the absolute value and infinite potentiality of each human soul“.

As we read the article, we come to the notion of Romanticism, which is characterised by the notion of imagination, a rediscovery of the reality of the external world and begins to grasp that world as living rather than dead, as vital and spontaneous rather than as mechanistic and determinate. Romanticism looks to the notion of transcendence and regeneration. The Romantics, as all of us, were victims of the world that formed them. They were not perfect, but were on the right way, which is why we need to select the good points and separate the wheat from the chaff. Percy Shelley, like Lord Byron, must seem to have been very selfish and morally degenerate men – but that does not invalidate their deepest intuitions.

Our communion with the world is not only Christian but also Pagan. Nature is not soulless matter, but something living and full of meaning. The Romantics explored the world, navigated, climbed mountains and soared above the mechanistic determinism society tries to impose on all. This is why Romanticism seeks to see behind the construct of mechanisation and rationalism to rediscover the wealth of the forgotten medieval world. Medievalism sought another way of living and experiencing, of participating in creation. Romanticism is an attempt to open consciousness and to evolve spiritually.

I do not expect Romanticism ever to be more than a minority leaven. Otherwise, it too would be mechanised, rationalised and given its price tag. It would, like most “diseased” Christianity, cease to have any intrinsic meaning. We need to read authors like René Guénon, Nicolas Berdyaev, T. S. Eliot and Tolkien – not to become “fans” but to understand what they were looking for. We cannot escape the Machine entirely, but there are things we can reasonably do like live in the country, in intentional communities (which are limited from the modern influence to which they have to conform to survive), spend time in nature – whether sailing, cycling, hiking, mountaineering, etc. We necessarily become marginal and self-conscious, another part of the modern curse.

I think these considerations will clarify our use of the word modern and modernist. If it means the process of dehumanisation and rationalism I have described, there is not way it can be compatible with any kind of spiritual life, whether monotheistic or pagan. If it means an attempt to reinvigorate our parched desert of modernity with spirituality presented in a way that we can assimilate and accept it, that is another matter.

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Sarum Chant

This recording has been around for a number of years and is now on Youtube. With a Canterbury cap tip to Rad Trad, I reproduce this link. See Sarum Christmas Mass.

I made the observation over there:

I was in charge of music at Gricigliano from late 1990 to summer 1992. I tried to bring in a more robust style of singing like in English choral music. Fr Mora, the seminary rector, wanted the “old” Solesmes style and replaced me when I got sent for my pastoral stint in France. The Ensemble Organum and Marcel Pérès have done some interesting recordings of medieval chant using the influence of Corsican harmonised chant for faux-bourdon.

That being said, I find unaccompanied Gregorian chant rather dry and arid. I always accompanied the chant at seminary using a soft 8ft stop and simple harmony, and it added something to the dry cake. The relationship between Gregorian chant and polyphony has always been tumultuous, as the Council of Trent came within an inch of abolishing all music other than plain chant. Most of my readers will know about Palestrina, Pope Marcel II and the Missa Papa Marcelli – and the saving of Renaissance choral music.

Also, I find plain chant outside a liturgical context deadly boring. There aren’t the sounds you hear – bells, the thurible, noises from the congregation. Above all, with a recording, one isn’t there to see the ceremonies. It is a document that helps to preserve a patrimony that seems to interest many, but motivate few to do it.

With the resources we usually have in churches, Gregorian chant and Anglican hymns is about all we can do, preferably with organ accompaniment. We need to form quartets and double quartets of competent singers, and wonders can be done with less cost than full choirs. Preferably, the only female singers would be the sopranos, and many women these days learn to sing with a pure non-vibrato voice.

Autumn is here and the nights draw in. I go out in the boat less frequently as the weather begins to close in for the winter – time to do some more compositions. My own quartet will be performing (in a secular concert) two of my works in December, a setting of In pace in idipsum and a verse from John Keats, What but thee, Sleep. I should do a Mass and a lovely Sarum text to Our Lady which is not found in the Roman rite:

Felix namque es, sacra virgo Maria, et omni laude dignissima : quia ex te ortus est sol justitiae Christus Deus noster, alleluya.

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Le Cri de Coeur

My blog is constantly accessed from Liturgiae Causa, and I have read the two most recent postings. I met Patricius last spring in London, a young man of good urban appearance and intelligence. Not being a medical professional, I wouldn’t venture an opinion on the causes of such a conflicted soul. At a human level, it may be lack of maturity or an inner conflict that reveals serious spiritual difficulties.

The episode on the bus in the suburban London sprawl was quite amusing, and Patrick has a gift with writing and a sense of satire. He then wrote Are you happy? as a result of an interview with his boss at the bank where he works. Frankly, I cannot imagine anyone less suited to working in such a corporate structure as a major bank than Patrick – other than myself! Me, I prefer my long hair, hoodie and bermuda shorts with lots of pockets, my cassock when I’m on duty as a priest… All the same, the comments of his superiors are germane. If you’re happy working with us, stay. If not, go and find another job. That seems to make sense. When you go to a ball, the thing to do is dance – Quand on est au bal, il faut danser.

Then he wrote In answer…  It might seem disturbing, but he writes about it and expresses himself in this cri de coeur. I am amazed about his objectivity and lucidity, but yet his lack of resolve to make his way in life in some unconventional way. Wrong line of work for someone who so violently opposes corporate conformity, the only world-view possible for working in a large retail company or an international bank (my own current and business accounts are with them). I feel just the same about corporations, but I keep away from them. We don’t have to like “power” suits and short cropped hair! We don’t have to live or work in a city. There are other ways to live. All that we do has its consequences.

It isn’t my responsibility to analyse anyone. I don’t have the qualifications and it isn’t my business. At his age, I too went through conflicts as I went to the wrong seminaries and pursued the wrong illusory vocation. My own present is the consequence of my errors of youth. It is simply the law of karma – the state of man awaiting the freedom that the grace of the Redemption confers.

It is tempting to blame everyone other than oneself. Patrick reminds me very much of Sebastian Flyte in Brideshead Revisited, someone torturing himself from the inside out, Sebastian contra mundum. His greatest friend, Charles Ryder, could not continue with the way things went, and had to leave this piece of suffering humanity in his elected domicile in northern Africa. Charles himself had to face the consequences of his own broken vocation as an artist and husband, to find himself in the Army at the beginning of a grotty war at a grotty time of history. We all carry our own crosses, but different ones – with more or less dignity and stoicism. Sebastian’s future was so beautifully described by his younger sister Cordelia. You can see the videos in Libenter suffertis insipientens : cum sitis ipsi sapientes. Sebastian is a man totally devoid of will power, stripped of all dignity and who paradoxically finds holiness as a fool for Christ.

Hatred is my chief problem; absolute hatred. Ever have I had the uttermost scorn for authority, especially that wielded by the young, and scarce can I conceal it.

Perhaps it is by reading the cantankerous Evelyn Waugh that we begin to understand the Augustinian pessimism about human nature (which is not entirely mistaken). Hatred was an emotion keenly felt by Oscar Wilde as his purged his term in prison –

You may realise it when I say that had I been released last May, as I tried to be, I would have left this place loathing it and every official in it with a bitterness of hatred that would have poisoned my life. I have had a year longer of imprisonment, but humanity has been in the prison along with us all, and now when I go out I shall always remember great kindnesses that I have received here from almost everybody, and on the day of my release I shall give many thanks to many people, and ask to be remembered by them in turn.

I never tire of reading De Profundis, as I understand it anew each time. Unlike Dorian Gray, I grow older and my understanding matures at the same time. At the same time, I cannot bring myself to take the role of a raging Hitler is some re-enactment of Götterdämmerung wowing to kill everyone he deemed to be unworthy of life. At least he had the grace to take a cyanide pill and blow his brains out, and thus made the rest of the world a more pleasant place for the rest of us. Patrick has never been “in power” and has never been responsible for anyone’s death. But, the feeling can be equivalent to the act as Christ teaches when he condemns anger as being just as bad as actually killing someone. We all have to master our tempers.

I recognise the Wilde and Waugh in his writings, and these two authors will be remembered long after the rest of us are forgotten.

Suicide? I don’t think he would ever do it. It is perhaps a question that many of us would ask, but the act of killing ourselves is anathema. It opposes our most fundamental instinct of self-preservation. It would lead to a most uncertain afterlife to put it mildly. We will be gone quickly enough, but Patrick is still at an age when time seems to go slowly. Perhaps he could go to Africa, look after the sick and catch Ebola – at least that would be a death for a purpose! Not that I would wish that on anyone, and certainly not on myself. We are called to live and accept the challenge which is harder than copping out…

Like all of us, he has the solution to his predicament in his own hands. He needs to discover a sense of vocation (not necessarily religious) and put his will and heart into it. Many of us “miss the bus” when we are young and it is harder later in life. I read his gifts as a writer, yet he has written no books. I have encouraged him to consider journalism, but I fear that most modern news agencies would be too corporate. Theatrical and drama training would be another possibility. Those places are hard to get into, but he is still young enough.

Some of you may wonder why I give publicity to this person, who writes to the world on his blog. We all need to develop our empathy and care for those who suffer in body and mind. Prayer is everything, and compassion – not the nihilist pressing the button to nuke the world – makes us human.

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Anglican Missals

corpuschristiI was answering a comment today about the so-called Cowley missal and what I thought of it. Its design seems to form a compromise between the various national Prayer Books, the Roman missal of the early twentieth century and Sarum. I have a copy of this missal, which I bought at Thornton’s in London more than twenty years ago, and is unfortunately heavily mutilated with crossings-out and sheets of paper glued in (with glue that won’t come undone with steam). Fr Hunwicke has written most stimulatingly about the Cowley missal and about Anglican liturgical patrimony in general in Four Liturgical Forms. Unlike he, I was never a clerk in Holy Orders in the Church of England.

I did a Google search and found this fascinating article on Anglican missals in the plural, including the 1921 Anglican Missal properly speaking, but also the English missal, Dearmer’s Altar Book and various editions of the Sarum Missal in Latin and English. The article is Collecting Anglican Missals. Many of us enjoy collecting things. If I had enough space at home, I would love to collect three or four sailing dinghies. A neighbour in my village has a collection of some twenty farm tractors, which he restores and gets into working order. My brother has always been a collector – stamps, fossils, all sorts, and now he has a small collection of vintage cars. I have quite a few books, and I have at least referred to most of those I have not read entirely. My late mother collected Goss china and kept the pieces in a glass case in the hall of our home. I have quite a few missals and breviaries in my library. I had to spend quite a lot of money on my Warren and Dickinson Sarum missals after having found that the Pearson version is a disappointing and cheap paperback that wouldn’t last two weeks in liturgical use.

It is encouraging to see information on the various editions of the Sarum missal that were produced from the late nineteenth century to the period of the twentieth before the Great War. It showed not only an interest in studying England’s pre-Reformation liturgical patrimony (there were other uses too like Hereford and York), but in actually celebrating Mass following them if the priest in question could get away with it. Priests could go to prison for Ritualism and using unauthorised rites in those days! Sarum was the last local use to remain under the reign of Henry VIII when the other Uses were abolished.

A few old Sarum missals can still be seen in libraries, and I remember once seeing one at the SPCK bookshop in Marylebone Road in the early 1980’s. It was going for a couple of hundred quid. Nowadays, I would make sacrifices for such an opportunity, but then, the price was prohibitive. I have a Roman missal from 1640, which was given to me and which had been in Recusant hands in the seventeenth century. Who knows who would have bought the Sarum missal with the money I didn’t have?

I don’t need to give any introduction to the Sarum Missal here. You can always find what I have already written here. Many fine distinctions need to be made when comparing rites. It is not merely a variation of the Roman rite, but draws upon sources that are quite different from the Use of the Roman Curia that became the official codified standard Roman Missal of 1570 with its editions and revisions up to 1965. Sarum draws on French sources, notably the uses of Rouen and Bayeux and has many similarities with the Dominican and Parisian rites in more recent use. There are not only differences in the order of Mass but also in the Proper. The system of Scripture readings is quite different, and the Book of Common Prayer resumed much of the Sarum schema for the Sundays and major feasts.

Fortunately, for those who don’t have the money for antiquarian books, there are more recent and accessible editions. Also it is not easy to read sixteenth-century printing with its symbols now known only to experts in palaeography. Hand-copying and printing, still in its infancy, were incredibly laborious and expensive endeavours. Paper had to be economised and the missal would be full of shorthand and cross references. Such a book would be very difficult to use. That was until Rev. G.H. Forbes/Dickinson came along in 1861 and published the Missale ad Usum Insignis Ecclesiae Sarum generally known as the “Burntisland Missal”. It was based on the printed edition of 1526 and filled with footnotes referring to other available specimens. It comes half-way between an academic book and something that can be used at the altar. I have done so myself from late 2009. The cross-references are clear and the spelling is that of modern Roman Latin usage. It is a bit annoying to read a sequence filled with little letters referring to sources and other versions. Attempts have been made to produce more practical editions, but none has been published in hardback. Before buying my Gregg reprint at the best part of a hundred quid, I had home-printed booklets from a version available on the internet in “dirty” facsimile pdf format. I could easily celebrate Mass using the temporal proper, the sanctoral and the common of saints – and of course the Ordo Missae done on MS Publisher. The Ordo Missae in the Dickinson edition is a tangled mass of rubrics and text. I simply use my edition of the Ordo Missae and the Dickinson missal for the propers, a little like the way a bishop celebrates the Roman rite with a missal and pontifical canon. When you get to the preface, you close the missal and lay it down on the altar and use the booklet, and then open the Missal again for the Communion and Postcommunion.

Dickinson’s edition was translated into English by A. Harford Pearson in 1868, under the title of The Sarum Missal in English. Apart from the unusable modern reprint book, I detest the over-use use of capital initial letters for every pronoun referring to God. It is most unlike the sober style of the Prayer Book, where only proper names are capitalised. A habit I have acquired from French is to be sparing with the use of capital initial letters. However, it is good to have this book for reference.

We then have the Canon Warren edition from 1911. I find the translation much better, more finely polished “Prayer Book” and without all those ghastly capital letters. Unlike Dickinson in Latin, neither of the English versions have a lectionary, so either you have to use a Bible, or I have done a lectionary which you can have for free. With Warren and this lectionary, you can quite easily celebrate a Sarum Mass. Of course, for High Mass, you need the chant in a version adapted for English. I think the nuns of Wantage did a gradual, but there may be tweaks from the “pure” Sarum use. Apparently, the Warren missal has been reprinted and is available, but I haven’t seen hide nor hair of it.There are various mix-and-match versions around like the one that was done into English and Abridged. I don’t bother with them. I found an ordo missae from this version in the 1980’s and I still have it. The Canon is modified and has most of the saints of the diptychs chopped out. What a waste of a book!

The distinguished liturgical scholar J.W. Wickham Legg did an academic and critical edition in 1916, but it has never pretended to be usable at the altar. It represents earlier usage than the 1526 edition which was the source of Dickinson’s work. It is hard to find, but I have photocopies of the ordo missae.

If you are patient, and ready to spend more than you would usually do for second-hand books, you can find these books. It is even easier with the Internet and online ordering. It’s like finding classic movies on Youtube! Keep persevering…

Something not mentioned in this article: the gradual from the temporal cycle done by Nick Sandon. I snapped up those volumes when they were in print. Last but not least, there is the phenomenal work of Dr William Renwick. He has been working on Latin and English versions of the Sarum Breviary for years, a true travail de Bénédictin, a true labour of a monk. His work on the Missal to complete Sandon’s work is still in the project phase. Dr Renwick’s site includes a calendar for each year following the Gregorian calendar. There was an Orthodox priest who did a Sarum ordo following the Julian calendar (as was the usage in anti-papal England until 1752).

This is probably the best one-stop place to find Sarum liturgical material – Internet Archive Search: Sarum. You also need the Pie (Pica) which gives ceremonial information.

Sarum is remarkably well-organised, but differently from Burchard and the men who organised the Roman missal of Pius V (1570). It can be “got used to”.

I am concerned with the Use of Sarum, and this is what interested me in this article about someone’s collection of books. There are Sarum-inspired books that incorporate the Prayer Book rite. Dearmer was a strict conservative and insisted on conforming to the 1662 Prayer Book, as was his obligation as a cleric in the Church of England. So his work was something of the Anglican equivalent of the “Tridentine” Novus Ordo at the London Oratory! What goes around comes around. I too have a copy of the Altar Book. Nevertheless, I have always admired Dearmer’s work of research in medieval liturgical tradition. Many books were published in those days to guide priests who wished to “sarumise” the official rites of the Church of England and who were Ritualists. The Anglican liturgical movement is unique, and many of the results have brought confusion and disarray, but the will and intellect behind it were admirable and a true inspiration.

Much of that work from the 1860’s up to around 1914 tends to be the butt of despising jokes by churchmen who feel they know better, but have done little more than jump onto a bandwagon of ideology and ignorance. I have a great debt of gratitude to those men who dreamed and studied, and make it possible for me to celebrate a reasonably authentic Sarum liturgy in 2014. Between the English Use men and those who favoured contemporary Roman Catholic usage, they created the basis for our usages in the Continuing Anglican Churches, including those parishes using the Prayer Book.

It is more than academic study and antiquarianism. It is our quest for our spiritual roots and identity, and though those our living Christian existence. That’s what they felt then as the way I feel today.

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Theologically Modernist, Liturgically Traditionalist

The blog by this name, until now a newly-opened blog with no articles, is now in business. The sub-title I know nothing. There is nothing that I know. But the heart senses certain things might seem an anti-intellectual point of view, but joins the Romantic message I have conveyed in some of my articles as well as the Franciscan tendency in the middle ages to give primacy of the heart over the faculty of reason. We also see a reflection of the via negativa in eastern Christian theology and spirituality.

I thank Xryztofer for his article Liturgical Sun-Tzu, in which he refers to a previous article of mine. His main question is what to do in the present situation of the Roman Catholic Church. The situation is unenviable, but it seems rather simple:

  • Go along with everything as it is,
  • Join a traditionalist group,
  • Get out and join another Church,
  • Give up religion.

There’s not a lot else I can say. The choice is limited if you are bound by the “true church” stuff, which obviously does not concern me. I was only an unwelcome guest in their Church for about fifteen years. I find the subject tedious and tiring.

Xryztofer has been to visit an Anglo-Catholic parish (A visit to the Anglo-Catholics). I looked at the church website, and found a church building in somewhat garish taste. I would encourage him to continue his exploration outside the ECUSA institution and look around some of the continuing Churches. Here are the official sites of most of the major jurisdictions with links to their parishes in the USA and elsewhere:

It is entirely up to him. We Continuing Anglicans have other problems of our own, and we are all human. At least we have no major issues causing problems of conscience. We are there but exert no pressure on anyone to join us.

I was quite amazed at the time when the Ordinariates were emerging that those involved felt that some new liturgy had to be invented. In the end, it was an improved version of the Book of Divine Worship with some bit and pieces of the old Roman rite via the Anglican Missal being reinstated. Some suggested Sarum, and I wrote some articles in the now-defunct blog The Anglo-Catholic when the question was being discussed:

It was not to be, but I made the point that there was no need to invent something new. The Use of Sarum has already been translated into Cranmer style English and can be used as it is. If anything, it is simpler and more sober than the Tridentine Roman rite and no more complicated than the Dominican rite. But, it is taboo and “smacks” of archaeologism and irrelevance. So be it. I do it with the blessing of my Bishop and I really don’t care if no one else is interested.

I used to get very demoralised about all this stuff, but I have developed a thick skin. I beat my own drum on this blog, and it does good for some but not for others. You can’t please everybody. The Orthodox have their own problems with their reading of history and anachronisms. That’s their problem. We all have our own problems. I only conclude that most religion in the world is a front for a sick and deluded mind, of disordered personalities and various forms of evil. It is for each of us to distinguish between the gold and the dross, the baby and the bathwater, the spiritual and the narcissistic cult of power and domination. I do think the world would be much worse without faith and spirituality.

I think that the disarray of all church institutions makes us all ask questions and seek the essential, the very things that no one can take away from us. We see the parallels between our own time, that of Tyrrell and that of William Blake. Perhaps Modernist is not a very good term to use. I prefer Romantic.

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Dieppe and Varengeville

The cliff of Varengeville forms a point on the Côte d’Albâtre between Quiberville and Dieppe. Varengeville-sur-Mer is one of those coastal villages that developed in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries as well-to-do families would have their houses built to face the sea. Some of those properties reflect not only the wealth of their owners but a spirit of beauty and adventure. One such house is the Arts & Crafts manor designed by Edward Lutyns, the Bois des Moutiers which has one of the loveliest English gardens I have ever known. I invite you to see the video on this site that shows Varengeville, the house and the garden. The explanations are in French.

Another aspect of this lovely village is the church perched atop the cliffs, its cemetery filled with graves of celebrities who had spent their twilight years in Varengeville.

varengeville-egliseThis church is built in the austere Romanesque style, to which a gothic aisle was added.

dieppe-varengevilleTo see Varengeville from the sea, there are two beaches to launch a boat, Pourville at the centre of this satellite photo to the west of the port of Dieppe or from Quiberville or Saint-Marguerite-sur-Mer to the west of the Varengeville headland. Yesterday, on account of the rising tide, I launched from Pourville and sailed to the west upwind. The conditions were gentle and the wind was a south-westerly veering to the west.

20141001dieppe01This is the beach of Pourville at low tide looking towards the cliffs of Varengeville. The colour is not the usual chalk and flint, but some brownish stone, possibly coloured by the erosion of the soil. Atop the cliffs, one can see one of those fine country houses and its garden extending to the cliff edge. We will see more of this cliff as I launch the boat and begin sailing westwards.

20141001dieppe02Here I leave Pourville behind and get out of the shallow water.

20141001dieppe03Looking eastwards, Dieppe is obscured by the haze, but the starboard seawall of the port can be seen quite clearly.

20141001dieppe04Looking at Varengeville, I am too far away for the camera to get much in the way of detail.

20141001dieppe05As I lashed the helm and carefully set the sails, I turned more to the west. We can see past the headland of Varengeville to Quiverville, Saint-Aubin and the headland that hides Veules-les-Roses. The coast leading to Saint-Valéry-en Caux is in the extreme background.

20141001dieppe06Here is another one of the same coast as I was almost opposite the Varengeville headland. To most people, I imagine these photos all look alike.Someone who is used to coastal navigation observes everything from church spires, water towers, lighthouses and particular shapes of cliffs.

20141001dieppe07Time was getting on and the tide was in full current, and there was only a light wind. I turned back off the Varengeville headland and took this one from my starboard beam. The tower of Varengeville church can be clearly seen on the cliff top. Churches still guide ships and boats even if they find it that much more difficult to guide souls to God!

20141001dieppe08Here is Pourville again as I approach it in a run and then a full reach as the wind turned to the north-west.

20141001dieppe09One last look at the Varengeville cliff. There’s a couple those tight coves that allow access to the sea. I don’t know if you can get a boat down there. I would be surprised in spite of the presence of a dilapidated launching slipway. They must have been great for smugglers in the old days!

20141001dieppe10Here is a clearer shot of Dieppe as the weather improved a little. Most of these towns and villages suffered during World War II, less so in 1944 as the D-Day landing was more to the south. There were many heroic attempts to get Allied servicemen out of France in 1940 and in some places as late as 1942. The Dieppe Raid in August 1942 was a largely failed attempt to seize and hold a major port in occupied territory and get intelligence. Most of the servicemen were Canadian and many died or were taken prisoners. There is a memorial to them in Pourville.

I have explored most of this coast from Dieppe to Fécamp to the west and have crossed the Seine Estuary. Further to the north, there is the Baie de Somme which is wonderful for its natural wildlife (I must not forget my binoculars!). The tidal currents are complex and treacherous, so I will need to do a lot of research and planning. Perhaps for next year… There are also the organised events of the Semaine du Golfe and my second time at the Route du Sable. There are many more trips in perspective for my little ten-footer…

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Knuckle up or else!

I have the impression of such a challenge in Odd One Out which comments on articles to which I have added thoughts in this blog.

Should we just put aside all we love, snap into lockstep, “convert to the true church” and grin and bear it. Surely if we don’t, we are insincere about our profession of the truth. Yes, if the Church has to be be the spiritual equivalent of the Waffen SS or the KGB. If that is to be so, then, truly, love has no place in this world and I would want nothing to do with it.

Perhaps a bigger challenge would be, however much we are concerned for faith and living some kind of relationship with God, relating to the world. Do we do anything other than engage in obsessive-compulsive behaviour, feeding our addictions? That can cut both ways. Perhaps “wreckovation” and the new liturgies bring pleasure and joy to some people, but they alienate others. The Church cannot be pensée unique or totalitarian, especially when it professes to uphold the freedom of conscience in step with most national constitutions in Europe and America.

At the same time, any practical effort to continue with old liturgies meets with unresolvable dilemmas and lack of interest. The article ends with a picture of a man in a nineteenth-century frock coat looking out of the window of a modern apartment.

Is that the condition I live in as I celebrate Sarum masses? I have often given thought to this question, being a member of an institutional church (the TAC and now the ACC) as a priest. Is it possible to be a priest alone for the simple reason that I’m in the wrong place to interest anyone in my “boutique”? If so, would it be better to use 1962, an older version of the Roman rite, the English Missal, the Novus Ordo, the 1928 or 1549 Prayer Book? Does it make any difference? Would it be better to shut the whole damned thing down, turn the chapel into a workshop or a music room cum library? What good would that do? Usually, when one makes a decision, one has to think whether positive good would come out of it. I honestly don’t think I am the wistful gentlemen in his flat. In my everyday life, I am very modern with casual clothes and long hair. Nearly all the people I know are agnostics and atheists, at least people to whom religious culture is as foreign as Zen Buddhism or Hinduism to us.

The two extremes seem to converge in the nagging thought “You know in your heart of hearts that it’s all bosh!” What I believe in in not bosh, but what most church people dress it up in is bosh. It is all very alienating. The one thought that keeps body and soul together is not making any change unless a positive good would come out of it. Otherwise, it’s Keep calm and carry on

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Illusions…

I draw your attention to these very thoughtful postings:

I notice our friend at Rad Trad is also suffering from some degree of burn-out. There is precious little to discuss. The best posts are those that get few or no comments!

I appreciate this realistic outlook, and if anything good happens, it is with our own priest and parish. I have said it before. Most people find the institution irrelevant and / or depressing, but if they like their priest, this is what motivates them to continue.

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The Liturgical Wilderness

There have been some interesting comments on Gathering a Sense of the Lay of the Liturgical Land : Traditional Catholicism. One comment in particular struck me, sent in by someone who comments here too.

From a practical point of view, I have very little interest left for either one. Any attempt at reconstructing the past is doomed to produce something artificial and lifeless. I’ve been to traditional Latin Masses with the SSPX, FSSP, independent chapels, you name it: I always come away from them with an undeniable feeling both of sterility and self-consciousness. No matter how exact your reproduction of the pre-conciliar liturgical forms, they can never again be celebrated with the pre-conciliar naivete, with the mindset of “just doing what Catholics do.” Traditionalist Catholics are only too aware of the fact that they’re doing something special and extraordinary in going to their TLM. That, oddly enough, is a most un-traditional mindset. However ugly a homunculus Paul VI’s missal is, it’s alive (even if barely so) with the kind of “here comes everybody” Catholicism that has always gotten itself mixed up in the muck and mess of the real world, and it’s “just what Catholics do” on a Sunday. In that sense, it might even be more traditional than the Traditional Mass.

Before I quit my rambling, let me just say that I think more effort would be well spent in trying to make whatever life there is in the Paul VI missal more vigorous and conducive to orienting people toward transcendence. The Lumen Christi project is one such effort I really applaud. More of that would do more for enriching the current liturgical wasteland than either Traditionalism or Traditional Catholicism, as you’ve defined them.

I sent a comment, which still needs to be approved:

This is a theme I comment on in my blog, but my experience of much of the French Novus Ordo scene is not “natural” Catholicism, but a self-conscious “We have restored pristine purity”. Perhaps your experience is different. I have often asked myself the question as to whether the ordo of Paul VI could be celebrated in a “medieval” spirit, like French Benedictine monks, but such a “spirit” is very rare. I have myself celebrated 2 or 3 masses following the Novus Ordo in Latin in the “conservative” way and it left me quite empty feeling. As a Romantic, I don’t discount feeling and intuition from our way of evaluating things. I’m not saying you are wrong, but any future of sacramental Christianity seems to lie elsewhere – or nowhere.

I have often commented on the loss of innocence, the impossibility of putting the genie back into the bottle. Such considerations have brought many priests to give up, some to die and others to melt into secular life. There is the question of the rite. I celebrated the Novus Ordo masses in early 2008 as a TAC priest in the wake of the Portsmouth meeting of October 2007 and the thought of assimilating that rite in addition to asking Rome to accept “Anglican Patrimony”. This process within myself led me to lay aside the Roman rite entirely and celebrate according to Sarum in the most authentic way possible – in the light of the Dominican and Lyons rites. There too was some measure of archaeologism and self-conscious restoration. It seemed to be the best compromise to enable me to live my priestly identity rather than “fall away” myself. I celebrated Sarum in English until the autumn of 2009 and switched to the Latin version of Dickinson.

That being said, and it was a question about what I did in my own chapel and in my own company, there is the question of parish religion. I could not face being a parish priest, at least in the hypothesis that I had applied to the Ordinariate, been accepted and re-ordained and put to service partly as an Anglican-rite priest and a Roman-rite priest in a “normal” diocesan parish. If I ever had a subjective “vocation” to such a kind of ministry, I don’t have one now. This certainly prejudices me, and I am deeply alienated from my former Roman Catholic life. However, I can honestly say that I found nothing “natural” or “normal” in modern parish life, even in the French countryside.

Perhaps the most “natural” kind of Catholicism is in the monasteries. There’s Fontgombault, Triors, Le Barroux and others, but I find their spirit very “military” and influenced by French military and scouting traditions. Monastic life appeals to a defined temperament. That spirit was not systematic in monasteries of only fifty years ago, and certainly not in the nineteenth or the fifteenth century.

We in churches like the ACC and the remnants of the TAC try to keep things going, and I find the spirit of a parish or Synod Mass much less self-conscious than the traditionalists as I have experienced them. That has encouraged me, together with my Bishop allowing me to carry on with Sarum. We do have a duty to carry on and not give up and resign ourselves to darkness and hopelessness.

My most intimate feeling is that sacramental Christianity needs some kind of cultural or social platform which has been totally destroyed in the modern world. Perhaps groups of artists and writers, perhaps alternative “intentional” communities, people with a capacity for reflection and original thought. It is an avenue that needs to be explored by those priests who are of suitable temperaments and know how to switch off the institutional claptrap. Perhaps a future might lie there, and not in the urban rat race or country villages increasingly populated by town people.

I don’t have the right to say that all is lost, but it is hard to see clearly.

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