Because I was first immersed in the mystical literature of both the patristic and medieval periods and also Merton, when I did eventually encounter the postmodern critique, it did not seem entirely new. Dionysian logic and Scotistic semiotics, at least inchoately, recognized this language play.

In some sense, modernism perverted the best of the modern with a radical kataphaticism, while postmodernism perverted the best of the postmodern with a radical apophaticism. Contrastingly, the best modern and postmodern insights thus seem to be in continuity with our early church mothers and fathers and medieval mystics. In my view, this is evident in those parts of an emerging Christianity that, in different ways, is also radically orthodox or properly rooted in our ancient tradition, which is why I advocate a radical emergence.

While reality remains wholly incomprehensible, it is still partly apprehensible. We will fall short, but our falling short involves such a very tall reality. Thus our alternating apophatic negations and kataphatic affirmations, which tender very little knowledge of God’s nature, nevertheless provide us a great deal because to know very little about a reality that LARGE still amounts to an overwhelming amount of information for us as creatures. And this knowledge, which is more participatory & relational (nondual) than propositional & cognitive (dual), is of profound existential import insofar as it addresses our most insistent longings, our most urgent needs and our most pressing ultimate concerns. And this knowledge is accessible to us through simple common sense combined with a simple open heart.

After studying epistemology in earnest, I came away with the distinct notion that all of the most egregious errors of modernism and postmodernism came from academics who’d over-thought, departing from common sense and a simple faith.

So, I came to the eventual realization that my childhood formation in my Catholic faith had gifted me with all the competence I needed to realize life’s greatest values, even if my competence had been somewhat, so to speak, an unconscious competence. The worldly sophisticates, for their part, thus seemed to be consciously incompetent; this would include both the new atheists, with their scientism, the radical deconstructionists, with their nihilism, and the modern religious fundamentalisms, with their fideism.

Like Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz, on my philosophical sojourns, I discovered there was no place like home.