Beneath the Mask of Holiness: Thomas Merton and the Forbidden Love Affair that Set Him Free
By Mark Shaw
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Spiritual writer Thomas Merton is the most influential American Catholic author of the twentieth century. Despite appearances to the contrary, in 1966 he was a troubled, lonely monk. Only when the suffering Merton fell madly in love with a student nurse, a forbidden, erotic affair condemned by the Catholic Church, would he discover whether his devotion to God was stronger than his dedication to the woman he called "a miracle in my life." Truly an inspirational story based on Merton's personal journals, new information and sources such as fellow monks, Beneath the Mask of Holiness presents a unique portrayal of the famous man, one never revealed in its entirety before.
Mark Shaw
Mark Shaw is the Director of the Global Initiative Against Transnational Organized Crime. He was previously a professor of justice and security at the University of Cape Town, and a senior official in the UN Office on Drugs and Crime.
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Beneath the Mask of Holiness - Mark Shaw
Photograph of Thomas Merton by John Lyons. Used with permission of the Merton Legacy Trust and the Thomas Merton Center at Bellarmine University.
BOOKS BY THOMAS MERTON(PARTIAL LIST)
A Vow of Conversation
Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander
Contemplation in a World of Action
Echoing Silence
Honorable Reader: Reflections of My Work
Love and Living
New Seeds of Contemplation
No Man Is an Island
The Seven Storey Mountain
The Sign of Jonas
The Wisdom of the Desert
Thoughts on the East
The Collected Poems of Thomas Merton
The Literary Essays of Thomas Merton
The Inner Experience
The Monastic Journey
The Asian Journal
The Journals of Thomas Merton (seven volumes)
Zen and the Birds of Appetite
BOOKS BY MARK SHAW
Melvin Belli, King of the Courtroom
Miscarriage of Justice: The Jonathan Pollard Story
Dandelions in the Moonlight
Down for the Count
Forever Flying (with R. A. Bob
Hoover)
Testament to Courage
The Perfect Yankee (with Don Larsen)
Bury Me in a Pot Bunker (with Pete Dye)
Clydesdales: The World’s Most Magical Horse
Jack Nicklaus, Golf ’s
Greatest Champion
How to Become a Published Author:Idea to Inspiration
Diamonds in the Rough
Let the Good Times Roll (with Larry Goshen)
From Birdies to Bunkers (with Alice Dye)
Larry Legend
BENEATH the MASK of
HOLINESS
THOMAS MERTON AND THE FORBIDDEN LOVE AFFAIR THAT SET HIM FREE
MARK SHAW
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Dedicated to my wife, Wen-ying Lu
The light of my life
CONTENTS
Prologue
BOOK I BLOSSOMING LOVE
CHAPTER 1 Perfect Freedom Equals Perfect Love
CHAPTER 2 Margie
BOOK II THE SEVEN STOREY MOUNTAIN
CHAPTER 3 The Orphan
CHAPTER 4 Visions of Merton’s Father
CHAPTER 5 Franciscan Denial
BOOK III THE THOMAS MERTON JOURNALS
CHAPTER 6 Searching for the True Merton
CHAPTER 7 Freedom Seeker
CHAPTER 8 People Think I Am Happy
CHAPTER 9 Dancing in the Water of Life
BOOK IV THE MERTON BIOGRAPHERS
CHAPTER 10 The Other Side of the Story
CHAPTER 11 Calamity at Cambridge
CHAPTER 12 The Restless Merton
CHAPTER 13 The Harebrained Neurotic
BOOK V MARGIE OR GOD
CHAPTER 14 Questions and Answers
CHAPTER 15 Merton the Christian
CHAPTER 16 Substitute Mothers and Fathers
CHAPTER 17 We Are Terribly in Love
CHAPTER 18 Margie Loves You and Will Always Love You
CHAPTER 19 Margie or God
BOOK VI THE TRUE MERTON
CHAPTER 20 Broken Vows
CHAPTER 21 The New Merton
CHAPTER 22 Thomas Merton: The Man, The Legacy
Acknowledgments
Notes
Index
PROLOGUE
During the 1950s and 1960s, he was the most famous Catholic monk in the world. During his lifetime he wrote more than 70 books read by millions of readers. One, The Seven Storey Mountain (SSM), an autobiography published when he was only 33 years old, sold more copies during its initial printing than another classic, For Whom the Bell Tolls, by Ernest Hemingway, had a few years earlier. Later, some critics mentioned SSM as one of the 100 greatest books ever written.
During the height of his fame, he was promoted by the Catholic Church and its superiors at the Vatican in Rome as the poster boy for the contemplative life detached from the material world. Together, they portrayed him as peaceful, happy, and content to be at the Abbey of Gethsemani, the oldest Trappist monastery in the United States. After his death in 1968, acclaimed Dutch priest and spiritualist Henri Nouwen called him the most important spiritual writer of the twentieth century.
Others labeled him a genius,
and he became an inspiration to everyone from renowned authors Ann Lamott and Sue Monk Kidd to famed singer and songwriter Joan Baez to His Holiness, the Dalai Lama. Calling him a brother whose impact would remain until his last breath, His Holiness applauded his understanding of Eastern religions, his inclusionary beliefs regarding spirituality, and his nonviolent stance as a political activist who was among the first to denounce the Vietnam War.
Without question, he was the most widely read monastic writer since Saint Bernard of Clairvaux, the twelfth-century French abbot. His books have been translated into nearly 30 languages and are read because of their appeal to those dedicated to a life of serious prayer, peace, love, and contemplation. His poetry is revered for its inspirational tone, and his gifts as a wordsmith cause comparisons with the land of the giants, contemporaries such as Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Jack Kerouac, and Henry Miller. As of 2008, no fewer than ten full-bore biographies had been written about him, along with thousands of dissertations, essays, and articles chronicling his inspiring life story at every turn. At both Nazareth College in Rochester, New York, and the Graduate Theological Union in Berkeley, among others, entire courses are focused on his life and extensive body of work.
One of his books, The Wisdom of the Desert, was listed by Oprah Winfrey as one of the five books everyone should read at least once.
¹ In December 2008, the main display of famous Catholic writers in London’s Westminster Cathedral bookshop featured only him, Pope Benedict, and Pope John Paul II.² In what may be seen as a tribute to his writing prowess, the archbishop of Canterbury, during a 2008 Christmas address, quoted his description of himself as being like a feather on the breath of God.
³ As 2009 dawned, he remained a spiritual guru and beacon of light for a multitude of followers around the world. There are more than thirty chapters of his international society in North America, and many more around the world in countries from Australia and New Zealand to Brazil, Canada, France, Great Britain, Italy, and Spain.
All this and more is true, but there is another side of the story, one never before told in its entirety. It relates to a man who, while admitting character flaws, hid important details of a sinful pre-monastic past that shadowed him from his days as a teenager to the moment he walked through the gates of the Abbey of Gethsemani in December 1941. Unbeknownst to friends, fellow monks, and his legion of followers, he was, despite periods of happiness during a ten-year period, a tormented and suffering monk imprisoned by the abbot of the monastery he sought to leave. Despite writing several books about how others should lead a contemplative life and be one with God, he lived in a secret world haunted by ghosts of past conduct related to irreverent behavior with women, as well as the knowledge that he had never learned how to love, and be loved.
In addition, he felt guilt and remorse about not being the contented man he was proclaimed to be by enablers, including the powers-that-be in the Catholic Church who controlled his image. Deliberately hidden from view, his torment was known only to God. Such emotions denied him any chance to totally discover the solitude and freedom he coveted most of his life.
When all seemed lost, and this celebrity monk truly believed he would never escape inner demons and completely cleanse his lost soul, the sky opened in late March 1966 and he was presented with a chance at salvation. The instrument of hope was a beautiful, sensual student nurse half his age named Margie Smith, with whom he fell deeply in love at first sight. Given the blessing of love from a true-to-life angel and the prospect of a forbidden affair, could he discover his true self and come closer to being with God alone,
or would he decide that the woman of his dreams could replace his love for, and dedication to, the God who had saved his life?
This man in turmoil, in crisis, was the famous Catholic monk Thomas Merton, and here, finally, is the true story of his life, warts and all, providing inspiration for anyone who has ever suffered during a search for the meaning of love. Through struggle, anguish, and a belief in God that wavered but stood strong, Merton’s saga reflects a confusion in all of us, and shows why his writings, especially about love and freedom, are as relevant to today’s perplexing world as they were a half-century ago.
By experiencing the Margie affair
and its positive effect on his troubled soul, Merton learned a valuable lesson in life. As he pondered the lasting effects of knowing true love, he would realize that people who attempt to be something they are not suffer torment and unhappiness; while those who live as their true selves will be enlightened, discover love and freedom, and find, if they so desire, the kingdom of heaven.
BOOK I
BLOSSOMING LOVE
The man who loves for the sake of love only—he is completely free.
—Thomas Merton, May 4, 1963
CHAPTER ONE
PERFECT FREEDOM EQUALS PERFECT LOVE
A light rain shower on April 20, 1963, cleared the skies over the Abbey of Gethsemani, lodged in a wandering, holy valley 60-plus miles southeast of Louisville, Kentucky, near Bardstown. The abbey’s common room had a humid, sticky feel to it as the short, balding monk sat before the young, wideeyed students studying to become Trappist monks who had gathered to hear him speak.¹
There was little that was notable about the 47-year-old priest’s appearance. He had a round face, bushy eyebrows, small hands and feet, and delicate ears fitting the mix; at times, he wore black horn-rimmed glasses. Perhaps his probing blue eyes had a bit of sparkle to them, but they were not revealing eyes. Instead, they appeared to be reflective, darting here and there as his distinctive voice spouted inspiring words often peppered with humor to curious minds thirsting for insight into his wisdom. When this gifted storyteller relaxed, a soft, gentle appearance filled his face as he smiled, or laughed, his best characteristic. To see Thomas Merton laugh was to know the image he wished to project, that of the congenial, learned, happy, and humble Catholic monk whose celebrity was widespread.
Fourteen years had passed since his autobiography, The Seven Storey Mountain, became an international best-seller, catapulting him to instant fame. Since then, he had written numerous books, including New Seeds of Contemplation, The Wisdom of the Desert, and No Man Is an Island.
On this unseasonably cool morning, as the novices’ hungry minds anticipated in silence Merton’s inspiring message, he shuffled a pile of papers while monastery bells clanged in the background.² An avid reader, he was currently completing early twentieth-century French Thomistic philosopher Etienne Gilson’s The Unity of Philosophical Experience, a book he found compelling. Teaching was something Merton loved, and these lectures were important to him since they focused on two of his favorite topics: love and freedom. Today he would speak for more than an hour, but in the end, there would be three or four phrases that were more memorable than others.
Merton certainly had no idea that God would tempt him with forbidden love in future years, and he thus spoke with no knowledge that he would be put to the test regarding the subject he was about to discuss. His heartfelt message, focused around a letter of charity and love written by Saint Bernard and a letter Merton had received from a depressed Catholic layperson seeking his guidance, rang through the crowded room as the students leaned forward to hear every word.
Merton, his voice crisp and lively, first called the depressed man who had written the letter a baby, someone who was quite immature due to being self centered. After noting the man’s need for love, Merton told the students that love was the only way to change a person’s heart and, using the gender exclusive language of the day, that any man who loved based solely on desire was then dominated by desire—but the man who loves for the sake of love only—he is completely free.
³
Continuing, Merton, sitting erect in a wooden chair and gesturing gently as he spoke, explained that Saint Bernard wrote of three forces in a person: fear, desire, and, most important, pure love. When he resumed the two-part lecture on May 4, Merton told the students that any man’s life could be measured by how he loved. The problem with the man who wrote the letter, Merton explained, is that he loved himself.
Checking his notes, Merton explained that when love occurred, people had to take a risk, because if they simply took and never gave, they were buffaloed [stymied].
Saint Bernard, Merton believed, sought a complete conversion of the soul. But any fear or desire impeded this goal, while charity and real love overcame all barriers.
Addressing what such a conversion meant, Merton, after covering his mouth to cough, told the eager students this required a change of one’s whole self . . . one’s whole life, you see.
He noted that Saint Bernard called this a revolution.
Fear and desire may change one’s direction, Merton added, but when partial love exists, so does partial hate, triggering the need for total love.
Merton, his voice bursting with enthusiasm, next suggested that any true conversion demanded significant changes in the depth of the soul. He agreed with Saint Bernard that one could never be totally free without true conversion, which was only possible through love. Total, perfect freedom, he decided, meant one desired nothing contrary to the will of God.
Interrupting Merton’s thought pattern, a novice in the rear of the room raised his hand with the question: Does this mean perfect freedom equals perfect love?
Without hesitation, the gifted wordsmith and teacher agreed. He then released the students to their manual labor for the day, none of them realizing he had spoken about his own personal struggles with love, something that would not be clear until his words were considered in the context of other events in his life.
As Merton picked up his papers, ready to return to monastic duties, little did he know that God would give him the chance to see if perfect freedom could indeed be discovered through perfect love. A surprise—a gift, really— was waiting for the famous monk, and in the unlikeliest of places.
CHAPTER TWO
MARGIE
It began with a sponge bath—a spiritual baptism of sorts.
Fifty-one-year-old Thomas Merton sat uncomfortably on the side of a narrow bed at St. Joseph’s Hospital in Louisville, Kentucky. He had just endured a painful back operation in late March 1966, when the raging war in Vietnam was an eyesore for the world at large. He had first spoken out in protest as early as late 1963, when he called the assassination of President Ngo Dinh Diem a sickening affair,
since he was the symbol of corrupt Catholic rulers operating through a combination of Church power and American weaponry.
¹ This was an extension of his disgruntlement with church hierarchy, one boiling over the years through personal experiences of disillusionment and anger. Disgust with the escalation of the war was on Merton’s mind as he gazed at the blank hospital ceiling, still groggy from the medication. His thoughts were of the writings of German theologian Meister Eckhart and focused on words he might use in a sermon about the theologian, philosopher, and mystic renowned during the Middle Ages.²
A few days later, on the final day of the month, a student nurse, darkhaired Margie Smith, entered the small room to check Merton’s status. She was in her mid-twenties, pretty, and sweet. Later, he would describe her as small, shy, almost defiant, with her long black hair, her grey eyes, her white trench coat...
³ After the celebrity priest and the aspiring nurse chatted and shared jokes about the Snoopy cartoon character, the first order of business was a sponge bath and back rub to soothe Merton’s aching body. With gentle touches, Margie electrified his senses as her fingers massaged a warm sponge into his nakedness.⁴ As he relaxed to enjoy the comfort, Merton could not take his eyes off of the young nurse’s lovely face. She returned his stares, giggling as they shared more thoughts about Snoopy.
A few days later, Merton, resting in the infirmary at Gethsemani,⁵ believed the operation was a success. He had enjoyed his time with Margie, and her devotion to taking care of him. She had made the experience, he decided, livelier. Appreciative of her bedside manner, he was nonetheless concerned that perhaps they had been too friendly before she left on her Easter vacation. But her caring ways, raw and deliberate, had helped to make him feel better. Ruminating about the experience, he decided he felt a deep emotional need for feminine companionship and love.
But monastic rules forbade this, and he concluded that he must live without such things. This conclusion, he decided, ended up tearing me up more than the operation itself.
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Earlier, during the snowy month of January, when the thermometer neared zero, Merton, walking up Heart Attack Hill
from the main abbey to the white rectangular stone-block hermitage where he lived, projected the happy, contented person others believed him to be. The famed bishop Fulton J. Sheen visited Merton at Gethsemani, as had several others, including his close friend Robert Lax, literary agent Naomi Burton Stone, and SSM publisher Robert Giroux. Ever the naturalist, Merton, wearing his robe underneath a jacket, loved the beauty he spied while walking through the dense woods where bushy-tailed red squirrels flocked. He enjoyed tiny flashes of ice . . . falling, a kind of mist of ice . . . only a thin coat over the hard frozen snow of the other day.
The white powder had been falling for several hours, and deer footprints were visible on the trails.⁷
Despite the brave front, all was not well. For some time, Merton’s health had been deteriorating, with back pain a daily killer. Dermatitis had affected his hands. On his 51st birthday, the final day of January, Merton lamented that he was growing old.⁸
Experiencing a sense of loneliness in his solitude even though the day exhibited unexpected signs of spring on the horizon, Merton vented his frustrations in the direction of Gethsemani’s abbot, Dom James, a constant target during times of unhappiness. He had taken over the reins at the abbey after Dom Frederic Dunne died, and was much more authoritarian than the previous abbot. Dom James worked hard to control Merton’s image as the famous contemplative monk and poster boy for the Catholic Church. But Merton had no confidence in the man, believing he was neurotic. Worse, Merton felt as if he were a prisoner and helpless to change his status. He resented the sadomasochism
Dom James introduced into everything Merton said and did, calling it life-defeating, depressing, hopeless—no wonder so many [brother monks] leave.
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Forced to endure tumbling temperatures in the hermitage, which was heated only by a fireplace, full of anger at Dom James, besieged by ill health and facing mortality for the first time, and exhibiting all of the earmarks of a mid-life crisis, Merton was bored while reading the recently edited manuscript of his new book, Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander. It was only when he returned to nature and relaxed while watching deer through field glasses that he found peace. Five deer stood by the brush pile in silence trying to understand his presence, spreading their ears out at him. He gazed into their big, brown eyes and admired their black noses. He was mesmerized by the perfection of these beautiful creatures. Silence, his favorite sound, permeated the air.¹⁰
Unfortunately, such moments of tranquility did not ease the pain Merton felt when he walked through the woods near his hermitage. He was confused about a life he did not fully understand, despite all of the glory and fame thrown his way from writing book after book after book. As the soggy, cold month of March appeared, Merton was distracted and obsessed with his plight, deciding that he was spending too much time thinking about the past and that he needed to return to what was occurring in the present. Despite this promise, he felt alone with failures leading to confusions, weakness, hesitation, fear—and the way through to anguish and nightmares.
As he cut firewood and carried it back to the hermitage, he decided that he had become too hostile, too mean, too desperate, and totally unjust.¹¹
As a lonely dog howled in the distance, Merton set a glass of water from the rain barrel by the hearth to warm it so he could brush his teeth and stirred the fire to bring it to life with new wood. With the fragrance of the smoke to keep him company, he sat at his rectangular work table by the front window and addressed his pressing concern: pending back surgery on March 25. Despite enjoying the surroundings, there was little sign of the joyful Merton, the laughing Merton whose full-mouthed smile caused crows’ feet to appear around his eyes and wrinkles to ease across his neck. In essence, he exemplified a schizophrenic persona, passive on the outside while pangs of anguish and fear patrolled within.
During a day when the thermometer dropped to 20 degrees, Merton, warming himself by rubbing his hands together as a tiny bird pecked away at breadcrumbs left on the windowsill, continued to flagellate himself for past indiscretions, both real and imagined. He believed even having the surgery was a defeat in itself, an admission that he had not lived a proper life, that he had been the prisoner of a very unreasonable culture. His believed it was too late to escape his predicament. Catching a glimmer of light during a period of darkness, perhaps a premonition of things to come, Merton wondered if he could salvage something positive from his life. When the operation was over, he hoped he could start fresh and get his life in order.¹²
On the day before the operation, he took a hot bath at the abbey infirmary and then changed into secular clothes for the hour-plus trip to Louisville. Enjoyment of the eggs he had boiled for dinner the night before, and the coffee drunk to wash them down, was fresh in his mind.¹³
After Merton had returned from surgery in Louisville, he rested in the infirmary but he could not get Margie Smith off his mind. Meeting her had changed everything. Like a schoolboy with a first crush on a girl with pigtails, Merton was smitten, his monastic world turned upside down. An outside force, a sensual, caring woman, had infiltrated his contemplative mind, which coveted solitude. Now the violins began to play as Merton turned his attention to a long-lost feeling, the capacity to love a woman. One thing has suddenly hit me,
he admitted, that nothing counts except love and that a solitude that is not simply the wide-openness of love and freedom is nothing.
Propped up on his infirmary bed, Merton decided love and solitude were the one ground of true maturity and freedom.
¹⁴ Additional details regarding the interaction between Merton and Margie during their first meeting, including the sponge bath she gave him, would emerge later, but there was no question that Margie had touched his heart and soul with feelings unknown for many years.
The hermitage, with his brick chimney poking up outside the flat roof that covered white cinderblock walls, was Merton’s hideaway from any sense of both the real world and even the monastic realm. This was his private place on Earth. Permitted to occupy the cement-floored structure with only the bare essentials of simple living, he enjoyed rising at 2:30 A.M. to recite psalm centered offices of monastic prayer. This was followed by an hour of meditation and reading the Bible before he enjoyed a simple breakfast. At 9:00 A.M., Merton read psalms again before settling in at his desk, where his typewriter was positioned to the right of his chair, away from piles of paper, his pen, and a writing pad. Here he wrote letters to his many correspondents, some famous, some not. Then it was off to the monastery for Mass before he returned to the hermitage to read before saying psalms again. Meditation and another reading of psalms consumed the early to middle part of the afternoon before he enjoyed a light supper, perhaps some tea or soup with a sandwich. More mediation preceded his lying down to sleep around 7:30 P.M. on a cot positioned toward the back of the hermitage in the small bedroom around the corner from the main living quarters. Across the way was a tiny room he had turned into a chapel, where he prayed daily.¹⁵
When Merton had time, he sat on the front porch in one of the old wooden rockers or ventured into the woods where the deer slept in the hollow behind the hermitage with their safety secured through the cover of brush and fallen trees.¹⁶ Upon return to the hermitage, he could rest easy on his cot, sit and read new books in the rocker by the hour, or sip coffee with a bit of honey to sweeten the taste. Even cleaning the cabin, sweeping the fireplace with a small broom, or washing dishes in the rain barrel provided peace and quiet away from a world infested with killing in Southeast Asia.
Before being permitted to return to the hermitage, Merton had rested his sore back in the abbey infirmary. His hands quivered as he opened an unauthorized letter from Margie delivered to his bed. As he scratched two-day old chin whiskers and whiffed the smell of linseed oil, he noted the tender nature of her words and admitted the obvious—he loved this woman even though he had just met her. Without hesitation, he decided to risk loving with Christ’s love when there is so obvious a need for it. And not fear!
¹⁷ Suddenly reflective, Merton, alive with spring as the dogwood blossoms began to appear outside the abbey, assessed his past conduct and conceded that concerning any questions of love, of loving a woman, he had to honestly admit that he had avoided them. That evening he decided he would face love as a man who could not only be dedicated to God but one who could care for a woman with selfless, detached, free, completely open love.
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Merton’s thoughts two days later reflected a tug-of-war emotional state for a man obviously desiring affection. Addressing his obsession with seeing Margie, he attempted to convince himself he wanted simply to help her, even though he recognized doing so would be fraught with complications that would try to interrupt the love affair. Regardless of the risk, and the gray mood of an overcast sky, he began to strategize how they might be together, all while juggling conflicting feelings that he must not become too enamored with her but instead concentrate on being free and sure of his love for Christ.¹⁹
A day later, Merton relished the feeling of love in the air, connecting his journal entries about the natural surroundings to the fresh romance. He first rejoiced over the mating of two bumblebees before lamenting the death of a cardinal killed by a hawk and being saddened that a pair of birds had been separated by death.²⁰
Merton admitted that his heart was still struggling with new emotions about Margie. After an hour of meditation, he placed an illegal telephone call to her from the abbey cellarer’s office while the other monks were dining. The lovesick monk was excited to hear Margie’s voice and her cry of joy when she realized he was calling. It was a lengthy talk, one causing another link in an uncomfortable kind of karmic chain.
Slipping soundlessly back into bed, he chastised himself for not simply enjoying the exchange of letters and leaving it at that.²¹
Merton was tempted to see Margie, but he realized the futility of any relationship. He considered the complicated nature of the new love but was fearful that of things were proceeding too