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Communications Officer Jennifer Hatt is in Green Bay, Wisconsin, June 12-15, 2018

Day Three:

It was a roller coaster day … not Elvis’ favourite roller coaster the Zippin Pippin which I’m told is among Green Bay’s many attractions … but in promise and expectation. It was a day full of surprises, some gift-wrapped, others requiring some sifting from the chaff.

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First thing, I found the river. The day’s sessions took me to the far end of the convention centre, where outside the expansive windows was this wonderful view, complete with a welcoming committee of Canada geese.

Morning Mass was in one of these Riverside rooms, led by a Bishop that before I knew his name seemed to know each of us, greeting us with a warm gaze and gentle powerful voice, like a deep still pool. Ironically, his homily was of rain, the gift from God that only He can provide, despite the rituals and prayers and research seeking ways to control when and how we receive water from the sky. I would see this Bishop again at lunchtime, receiving the annual Bishop John England Award for preservation of a free press. Bishop Emeritus Gerald Kicanas of Tucson, Arizona, a place where it hardly rains. His gifts, however, flowed to each of us that morning.

My first morning session was The Mystery of the Written Word. As a writer this session spoke loudly to me from the schedule, for its description and its presenter. Bishop Robert Morneau, now Associate Bishop Emeritus with the Diocese of Green Bay (which means old, he told us), is a prolific author of books for adults and children, and a master homilist, despite being called the family wimp for retiring at 79 (his sister at age 84 remains a full-time high school teacher). He speaks each word carefully yet from memory, recites poetry flawlessly with the quiet passion of a brilliant candle, and always lists things in threes to honour the Trinity. He did, however, open with the Four Questions of Life:

Who am I?
Where am I going?
How do I get there?
Where are the cookies?

And it just kept getting better.

He spoke of writing as a gift, which as stewards of God we have a requirement to pursue.
How do you find your gift?
He suggests asking a secondary question:
When are you happiest and most alive?

Whatever your answer, stewardship of your gift asks that you:

-      Receive God’s gift gratefully

-      Nurture it responsibly

-       Share it justly and sacrificially

-       Return these gifts to God abundantly

Another of his gems:

We live on images, of who we are, who others are, our stories, metaphors.
Images lead to attitudes.
Attitudes lead to behaviour.

He shared some images of people we meet, know, work with, ourselves:

Accidental Tourist:
Not engaged, looking around, having a good time

Wounded Healer:
We all carry wounds, being in touch with them leads to compassion

Entrusted Gardeners:
Planting seeds, growing new, evoking colour and scent and food for thought

He shared also his prolific love of books, calling Emily Dickinson his girlfriend, quoting Shakespeare and e.e. cummings and 12th century poets as smoothly and reverently as paging through ancient texts. In our era of screen time and digital platforms, Bishop Morneau’s passion and invitation to the art of writing was an oasis immersing us in why we write: to find the words the world longs to read.

Introducing and closing the session was Patricia Kasten, editor of The Compass (weekly newspaper of the Diocese of Green Bay), puzzle creator and author. Cruciverbalist, her business card says, and it’s a real word, one of many she has discovered in her years of creating puzzles. Her writing style intrigued me, and her presence encouraged me to ask: might she want to chat at a break? Indeed she would, and we spent a lovely 20 minutes sharing our career tracks, inspirations, challenges and story ideas. The cathedral of her diocese is St. Francis Xavier. She was aware of our university. A cross-border story exchange sometime? Who knows. It seems she has more than enough content to fill each edition but it’s always good to keep imagining.

Then came the afternoon.

All sessions are concurrent, with up to seven to choose from in each time slot, so attending one comes at the expense of several others that might have been great as well. I selected my two sessions based on what I read in the program.

What I read, I didn’t receive.
But I did receive some things in what I heard.

The first session was Strategic Planning for Communications.
As we review our own diocesan plan, the timing to earn of objectives, clear execution and accountabilities seemed perfect timing.
Our presenter was enthusiastic and knowledgeable.

There was some good discussion about choosing values, attaching strategies to those values, and developing actions to deliver on those strategies. Also helpful was the definition of organizational culture: “How we get things done.”

A great checklist for plan success is:
Does everyone in the organization understand the decisions and actions that are their responsibility?
Does information flow to leadership freely?
How often are decisions second-guessed?

But with the zeal of an Oprah convert he dove into the personal, urging us to leave our organizational values list to note the top memories that shaped our childood, adulthood, career. We needed this, he insisted, to be sure we are living our values and our team is living their values as well. An interesting concept, but too deep for an hour and a tad out of place in a room of Catholic communicators: living our values is no doubt what led us to our jobs in the first place. Sticking it out, though, yielded some interesting discussion about the unique challenges of our workplace culture, rooted in 2000 years of history and striving to be relevant in the modern age.

One participant described a “tension between idealized values and lived values” in our Catholic workplaces, the idealized values being oft-quoted elements such as evangelization and social justice, the lived values being protection and control of how our faith is interpreted and worshipped.

“We’re not challenging church, we are challenging how we live church,” it was suggested, something we do as communicators to help the church grow rather than age in the new millennium.

Then came the next presentation,
Screen Generation: Understanding an Audience that’s Plugged in but Disconnected.

It sounded perfect, especially for our Youth Ministry. As workshops have been saying all week, there is a need to connect with the next generation. Understanding their media choices is the first step.

The opening was strong. We need to ask:
What use do people make of the media?

What gratification do people derive from media consumption?

With youth, the statistics were no surprise. Even at age 0-6, 83% of children surveyed (U.S. study) are using some kind of screen media. From a young age, media consumers know they have choices and have no problem exercising them.

The ready availability of screen media and culture contains an invitation, I believe, to re-examine messaging, and his talk alluded to that. In a society where myths have been replaced by science, youth often turn to the fantasy of video games or social media to be or find heroes. Our faith stories are full of heroes. A great opportunity exists to connect the two.

But throughout the talk was the theme of the negative, how children are left unsocialized and inert by overreliance on technology, and how through materials for parents we need to educate our children in the faith. It was a lament for a past time that at first irritated, then called for compassion. So many grew up in a clearly-defined Catholic culture that defined and nurtured lives. To lose that is frightening; the desire to protect and share it with the next generation is strong. As a good professor, he made me think. As a good Christian, he made me feel. That was my takeaway.

Plus, he quoted Marshall McLuhan, one of my heroes and the only other Canadian I encountered at this conference to date, so we have so common ground. The quote, worth pondering in itself: “We invent technology, then technology invents us.”

And the day wasn’t over. At night was a special screening of the movie Indivisible.

Due for theatre release in October, Indivisible is the true story of U.S. Army Chaplain Darren Turner whose marriage and life, and lives of his family, were shaken to the core by post traumatic stress he developed while on a 15-month deployment to Iraq. It was a convincing look at the effects of deployment on soldiers and the families left behind, but also the violent battles waged internally and alone when grief and terror become too overwhelming to bear. It was a movie that spoke on many levels: to anyone who has been or knows someone in military service, the joy and pain of family life, the impact of faith on navigating the darkness. The trailer can be seen at IndivisibleMovie.com.

As Bishop Morneau said, an experience unreflected upon is dehumanizing.

Today was a brilliant lesson in sitting with experiences, reflecting with intellect, responding emotionally within, then sharing through words what is left.

That was the greatest gift of all. It just took some time to unwrap.

Coming up for Friday

Communications Track
Pitch Perfect: How to Sell your Story

Then it’s off to the airport and home.
Blog on Friday’s session and final thoughts will be posted on Monday.

Happy Father’s Day!

 

Day Two:

“Let us boldy become citizens of the digital world.”
Pope Francis

Papa’s powerful words were evoked often this day by master communicators sharing their experience and motivation for engaging in the work they do.

The morning was a Master Class session, three hours on a topic of choice – and that was the most difficult part. Seven topics, at least four of which I felt called to learn more of, but all concurrent. So, I spent my morning with Nicole Ossevoort, Communications and Social Media Specialist with the Diocese of Syracuse, New York. (https://www.syracusediocese.org/) as she shared her social media and networking strategies, and we the participants offered our questions and insights.

NicoleOssevoortBy the numbers, the Diocese of Syracuse serves 230,000 Catholics in 127 parishes and several schools across seven counties. Nicole is part of a communications team that provides newspaper, television, social media and marketing. In her job alone she administers eight Facebook accounts, three Twitter feeds, two Instagram accounts, one YouTube channel and two MailChimp accounts, plus serving as webmaster, consultant, and even an on-air host for the in-house television news show. It was the latter job that got her the most fame: “people would stop me in the grocery store and say ‘I really liked that necklace you were wearing the other night,’ “The thing people notice …

Nicole’s career began in IT, studying system analytics, so her evolution to the visible side of communications has been supported by her solid knowledge of data: how it works, how to get it, and how to use it. She is also very busy, and points out it has taken her and her team four years of intense visioning, planning and relationship building to get their systems in place and working together.

They have invested considerable time and money in Google analytics, determining that 96% of adult 30-49 use the internet, 77% have a smart phone and 80% of smart phone owners use the internet for information, which makes their online presence a priority.

Giving life to the data is their tag line:

Our Catholic Faith:
Know It   Live It   Share It

Bridging the two are their systems, which hold some similarity to ours:
Social media
Email
Catholic Sun newspaper and Syracuse Catholic TV
Secular media
Diocesan website
Annual tech day/communications summit
Weekly email newsletter

The greatest investment of time and work continues to be in building relationships, generating and channelling the information and enthusiasm – or at least awareness – that fuels these communications systems. Nicole and her team work hard, but she says the payoff is seen when the effort is targeted and there is collaboration – or at least an openness – to the offerings.

The work continues, for all of us, and now, there is another friend to help along the way.

NatsaGovekarThere is no greater friend on Earth of communications in our Catholic faith than Pope Francis. His presence in social media has become a powerful connection to our faith for the devout, the lukewarm, and non-believers alike. “This is so inspiring, omg! Even though I’m an atheist,” tweeted one fan. “Can you STOP making me fall in love with you more every day?” shared another.

These examples and more were shared by Natasa Govekar, Director of the Department of Pastoral Theology for the Vatican Secretariat of Communications, and our keynote speaker. A warm, calming presence with a brilliant sense of humour unfettered by her struggle with the English language (‘you would rather my broken English than my fluent Slovenian’), Dr. Govekar was a model of communications both academic and applied. She shared the Vatican journey of communication reform from the economic review launched in 1996, followed by a strategic analysis in 2000 and media analysis in 2013 that led in June 2015 (the same month our diocesan Communication Officer position was filled) to widespread convergence and reform of Vatican communications systems. The result was cost-saving, but the motivation was service of the highest kind. As Pope Francis said:

“For if we have received the love which restores meaning to our lives,
how can we fail to share that love with others?” 

The messages and images shared on social media are “simplified” and “convincing’, says Pope Francis, because “where there is synthesis, there is your heart,” wherein lies the strength of evangelization: showing not just words but a life transformed by God’s presence. When asked if she "was having fun" in her job, she replied thoughtfully: "Sometimes I have fun. Sometimes I have to pray a lot. This is a beautiful, beautiful challenge, but it is also very hard." Her quiet strength and joy gave us all hope that we can continue with the "very hard" because, yes, the work we do is a "beautiful challenge."

 

  

After a bit of a break to process the beauty of our keynote’s words and presentation, we again became pilgrims of the pavement, boarding buses for Champion, Wisconsin, a tiny community with a massive message to share.

ShrinechapelIn 1859, when the region was nothing but trees and dreams, a young Belgian immigrant named Adele Brise was carrying grain from the mill when at the edge of her forest path she spotted a lady of gold and white. The second time, Adele was with others but only she saw the glowing figure that seemed to be beckoning her. She told her clergy, word spread, and her father built a tiny log chapel to Our Lady of Good Help. In 1871, a fire razed northern Wisconsin, burning a million acres and taking an estimated 2000 lives. As the flames drew close, families and livestock fled to the chapel to seek refuge and pray. For hours as the fire advanced, those inside prayed the rosary, until rain doused the inferno and spared the chapel, the land upon which it stood “shining like an emerald in a sea of ash.” This was among the stories shared by Fr. John Broussard, rector of what is now the National Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help (www.shrineofourladyofgoodhelp.com). Recognized as a Diocesan Shrine in 2010 and designated a National Shrine by the USCCB in 2016, it remains the only Church-approved Marian site in North America. Thousands visit each year, some leaving behind crutches or other signs of healing. Whatever the calling or belief, it is a place of great beauty, like a gem in the sunlight, spinning to reveal many sides to a story.

That’s what I discerned when I had supper with St. Francis.

birdhouseWalking the grounds in itself is a spiritual experience, the world of belief framed by white fences and a culture of the land. Beyond the shrine are vast fields of green, farms that arose from the ashes of the inferno. Near the entrance, a few men lean on a pickup truck next to a handmade sign offering fresh produce for sale. From a tree near the visitor centre, a John Deere birdfeeder sways in the warm spring breeze. I’m told it was put there by their maintenance man as a personal dig to the volunteer sharing this story with me. In farm country, it’s not about what team you root for but what tractor you drive.

The landscape is dotted with grottos – tiny outdoor gardens with statues, flowers and benches, all nestled in piles of fresh mulch. The place is well-loved. Fresh concrete steps lead to the gift shop, which in itself is beautiful to browse but jarring. Sweatshirts proclaim the readiness for Battle. Pillowcases with an angry sword-wielding St. Michael offered for a prayerful sleep make me step back in surprise. Invitations to be soldiers, knights, vanquishers of evil. It seemed so out of place with the tranquility outside, but for some, it is a cruel world from which we and our Lord need protection. Where do I fit? Are words enough? As I stood in line for our evening reception, as I attempted to juggle a plate, a glass, and conversation in a surging crowd of hungry minglers, I glanced across the crowd to a shaded grotto and familiar figure.

 I would dine with St. Francis of Assisi tonight. I settled on the bench, shade in front of me, sun on my back, and savoured every bite as St. Francis and his companion animal, a blue-eyed wolf, perhaps. The buzz of the crowd drifted across. I was called to be part of this group.

 

 

StFrancisBut in this moment, this place, I am called to peace.

I sat, unthinking, fully engaged in the colours, the sounds, the feel of the place. Then I am joined by Jo-Ann, ‘a J-sister’ she laughed as she introduced herself. Had I been to Assisi, she asked. I hadn’t, but she had and in a brief description she took me there, speaking of the clouds below, the cliff on which she stood, the place where her husband heard his calling to become a deacon. And after years of study he did, only to be taken by cancer five years after his ordination. That was her calling today, to pray for peace and understanding. And to marvel at the trees. We have the same evergreens in Nova Scotia, and she listened intently about the flowers we grew here (when not covered in frost). She was from Houston, the lady who joined us mid-conversation was from Oklahoma.

By the time I stood to leave, our benches were full. We spoke little, but shared much.

Coming up:

Thursday

Editorial Track
The Mystery of the Written Word

Communications Track
Strategic Planning for Communications

General Panel
Communicating the Joy of the Gospel

Friday

Communication Track
Pitch Perfect – How to Sell your Story

 

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Day One:

Titletown is the nickname of Green Bay, Wisconsin, a leafy riverside city famous for cheese, Catholicism and football, not necessarily in that order. And not mutually exclusive, as an hour or so in town has proven.

For our conference opening we few hundred delegates were bussed to Lambeau Field, home of the Green Bay Packers. To football fans, it is a monument to the sport and to a franchise that has claimed 13 championship titles and the hearts of millions in its 100-year history. To Catholic communicators who watch the SuperBowl only for the half time shows (no names mentioned) it seemed an unlikely place to open a conference dedicated to celebrating and supporting news of our Catholic faith.

It was, however, the perfect place. Here’s why.

PackerspicPowerful is the playing field that blends secular and spiritual, and Lambeau Field does this masterfully. The fans who flock to games in person or in broadcast include practising Catholics, born Catholics, and a whole host of other faiths, all united, yes, in their team’s quest for a win but also in values our faith holds dear: working together, striving to be your best, weathering the dark times, celebrating the victories and never, ever giving up hope.

And so to football fans, Lambeau Field is a shrine. To the cynical, it is an overindulgence in resources and merchandizing. To Catholic communicators, always searching for new ideas and ways to share our message with a wider world, Lambeau field was a classroom: a showcase of history, traditions and accomplishments; an example of the celebration of a culture that is proud, loud, and showing how it can be connected to literally everything in life.

The Hall of Fame is full of photos, statistics and inspiring quotes, and also a ‘Selfie section’ where those inclined could pose with props (including the renowned cheese heads), inviting the loyal, the new, even the unconvinced to put themselves in the embrace of the moment. Browse the pro shop – at 23,000 square feet it is a department store of gold and green. There are slow cookers and dishware, Christmas ornaments and nail polish, toys, jewellry, blankets and clothing to fit every member of the family (including the pets) from tuques to socks. Marketing at its best, but also a showcase that an institution with strong supporters and values to which everyone can relate can become part of everyday life. We eat, we make notes, we need jackets to keep warm … why not do these things and celebrate the team they love at the same time? Marketing is a part of what Catholic communicators do, sharing the billions of bits of joy evoked by and for our faith in a story, an image, an invitation to embrace it in everyday life.

FrJimBaraniakOne of the franchise’s most popular assets, however, is their chaplain, Fr. Jim Baraniak. Mass at training camps and prayer on the field is welcomed, cheered, embraced. Affable and engaging to hear, Fr. Jim speaks from years of experience in the locker room and in prison ministry, also serving as chaplain at the local maximum security facility. It was his presence during a time of grief, supporting renowned quarterback Brett Favre and family after the sudden death of his father, that shared the Packers’ spiritual treasure to the world. Photos of Fr Jim comforting the family on the field went viral. ‘We’re praying for you,’ fans shouted from the stands as cameras rolled. The secular media, once there only for the game, then turned their attention to the quiet man in white vestments. What did he do? How does the team respond? He answered every question and more, as he continues to do. Providing comfort in a time of need became not about the faith, not about the famous person’s life, but about the human desire to connect. Living the faith in everyday life, whether you realize it or not.

Conferences like the CMC are rich in these moments, scheduled or not.

As we waited for the bus, I learned of a popular video produced b:y the Archdiocese of Portland, Oregon that shows how – and how not - to receive the Eucharist:

https://vimeo.com/271919675

And the #liveyourbestLent campaign by the Archdiocese of Detroit that had everyone from on-air hosts to teenagers sharing their Lenten moments.

http://www.fox2detroit.com/good-day/michigan-catholic-launches-second-annual-liveyourbestlent

That was in 10 minutes of conversation. And it was only the first day.

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Up next for the week:

Wednesday

Morning Master Camp
Making Real Connections with Parishioners and Communities on line

Keynote
Dr. Natasa Govekar, director of the theological-pastoral department of the Vatican’s Secretariat for Communications

Tour and Opening Mass
National Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help

Movie Screening
‘The Apparition’

Thursday

Editorial Track
The Mystery of the Written Word

Communications Track
Strategic Planning for Communications

General Panel
Communicating the Joy of the Gospel

Friday

Communications Track
Pitch Perfect – How to Sell your Story