Monday, November 30, 2020

Things I Think About

I've noticed...that things I think about are often traceable to things I’ve recently read, seen or heard.

Not too surprising really; but, informative, regarding how easily we are influenced by our environment.

Sunday, November 29, 2020

Justice

Justice is about everybody having enough.

-- Rob Bell

Saturday, November 28, 2020

Randoms...

Truth is only experienced through context.


You can’t take somebody to some place that you haven’t been willing to go yourself.


Hold your conclusions lightly, because of what often happens when you hold your conclusions tightly.


What is it about masculinity that needs to be redeemed?


Prior Randoms...

Friday, November 27, 2020

Visual: Elements

 Visual - "Elements":

Thursday, November 26, 2020

Our Table

Our table is a place that captures much of the essence of all things.  At the very least, it is where so much of all things (so eloquently described below) is talked about.  Our most beautiful response is our willingness to be present to the moments reflected at such a place.

This Thanksgiving Day, I am so grateful for the connection and love I have for those I will be eating with today.  

Where would I be?  Who would I be, without each one in my life?


'Poem for the week' -- "Perhaps the World Ends Here":

The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live.

The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table. So it has been since creation, and it will go on.

We chase chickens or dogs away from it. Babies teethe at the corners. They scrape their knees under it.

It is here that children are given instructions on what it means to be human. We make men at it, we make women.

At this table we gossip, recall enemies and the ghosts of lovers.

Our dreams drink coffee with us as they put their arms around our children. They laugh with us at our poor falling-down selves and as we put ourselves back together once again at the table.

This table has been a house in the rain, an umbrella in the sun.

Wars have begun and ended at this table. It is a place to hide in the shadow of terror. A place to celebrate the terrible victory.

We have given birth on this table, and have prepared our parents for burial here.

At this table we sing with joy, with sorrow. We pray of suffering and remorse. We give thanks.

Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table, while we are laughing and crying, eating of the last sweet bite.

-- Joy Harjo

Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Something Larger

Without an active sense of something larger than yourself, even the accumulation of more of your own self only serves to make you smaller.

The activating participation in the larger good is what expands us into more of what we truly are. 

In that way, we are always only expanding or contracting our capacity, because the energy for the dynamic involved is love.  

And, in the end, love is invariably about expansion.

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Entitlement

An attitude of entitlement doesn’t increase the chances you’ll get what you want.

And it ruins the joy of the things you do get.

Win or lose, you lose.

-- Seth Godin, Entitlement

Monday, November 23, 2020

Response?

I’m wondering...is gratitude our response to something that we recognize as good?

Goodness is everywhere (despite the presence of evil — one of these being true doesn't cancel the other).  But, we don't often feel thankful for it.  It seems to me that the difference, between the moments that we are and are not grateful, has something to do with our recognition of it.  When we recognize something good, being grateful seems to be a natural response. 

This seems to be confirmed in a variety of contexts — the beauty of color say in things like trees in the Fall, a newborn baby, a sense of deep connection with other people, a gift from someone, the joy of good news.  All are examples of things that take our recognition of them, of the goodness in them, in order to produce the response of gratitude.

Conversely, when we don't feel grateful, it isn't really the case that all those things don't still exist.  It is more often the case that we're simply not in a position to recognize them, for one reason or another.

This gives me pause this week in particular, to wonder...what goodness exists in my life, in those I love, in the world around me, in the expanse of all reality?

Sunday, November 22, 2020

Prayer

It seems to me that there is a kind a prayer that might feel like a vending machine.  There is something that you want or need; you put some money (prayer) in and hope that it will fix this or that, provide the help you feel you need, etc.

And, there is the prayer that notices the pre-dominant self-interest of that kind of prayer and tries to avoid that through the repetition of platitudes — almost as if doing so would make the general graces of God or power more available to you.  If you can get some kind of generic benefit from doing so, then you’ll try it...sometimes even for a long time.

Then there seems to be the kind of prayer that is more contemplative; the kind that seeks to meld into the sacred, that is about trying to become more aware of the reality of the divine all around us and recognizes the need to access that reality through awareness, rather than leverage.

I'm not trying to suggest the illegitimacy of any of these types of prayer (or others).

I am suggesting though that, at some point, prayer needs to include the goal of or (perhaps better) desire for...awareness.

Because when this happens, it is hard not to notice that awareness of the divine invariably seems to lead us toward gratitude, a kind of prayer in and of itself.

Scientists Discover Outer Space Isn't Pitch Black After All

 

Look up at the night sky and, if you're away from city lights, you'll see stars. The space between those bright points of light is, of course, filled with inky blackness.

Some astronomers have wondered about that all that dark space--about how dark it really is.

"Is space truly black?" says Tod Lauer, an astronomer with the National Optical Astronomy Observatory in Arizona. He says if you could look at the night sky without stars, galaxies, and everything else known to give off visible light, "does the universe itself put out a glow?"

It's a tough question that astronomers have tried to answer for decades. Now, Lauer and other researchers with NASA's New Horizons space mission say they've finally been able to do it, using a spacecraft that's travelling far beyond the dwarf planet Pluto.  Continue here....

-- Nell Greenfieldboyce

Saturday, November 21, 2020

Randoms...

We shouldn't end up more capable of diagnosing other people than we are of ourselves.


Be aware that righteous indignation makes money...and is still in high demand.


Meaning comes through doing, more than it does through thinking.


Everything begins and ends, but each end is really more like a new beginning; like something that begins again, in a new way.


Prior Randoms...

This Week's Miscellany

 

Regarding COVID-19:

Regarding the election:

 
The Morning


Friday, November 20, 2020

Thinking of Frost

'Poem for the week' -- "Thinking of Frost":

I thought by now my reverence would have waned,
matured to the tempered silence of the bookish or revealed
how blasé I’ve grown with age, but the unrestrained
joy I feel when a black skein of geese voyages like a dropped
string from God, slowly shifting and soaring, when the decayed
apples of an orchard amass beneath its trees like Eve’s
first party, when driving and the road Vanna-Whites its crops
of corn whose stalks will soon give way to a harvester’s blade
and turn the land to a man’s unruly face, makes me believe
I will never soothe the pagan in me, nor exhibit the propriety
of the polite. After a few moons, I’m loud this time of year,
unseemly as a chevron of honking. I’m fire in the leaves,
obstreperous as a New England farmer. I see fear
in the eyes of his children. They walk home from school,
as evening falls like an advancing trickle of bats, the sky
pungent as bounty in chimney smoke. I read the scowl
below the smiles of parents at my son’s soccer game, their agitation,
the figure of wind yellow leaves make of quaking aspens.

-- Major Jackson

Thursday, November 19, 2020

Change Your Habits

If you want change in your life, start by changing your habits.

-- Kelli Krueger

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Start Sooner

Whenever it is that I will be in a significantly different place, literally or metaphorically, will I look back and say, "why didn’t I start this sooner?!?" 


Perhaps I will ask it this way, "Why did I spend so much time frittering around with things that really weren’t related to (or distracted me from) what I really wanted to do, from what I really want to express?"

Regret can be a motivation.  

But, at such a point, maybe there won't be much time for regret because the then activated energy will eclipse the waste of time it is.

Ready. Set. ...

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

LT: The Transition to Leadership

The flawed theory is that A+ students become good leaders.

There’s no reason to think that this should be true.

Doing well on tests, paying attention to what’s being asked, being diligent in short-term error correction–these are three hallmarks of someone who is good at school.

None of these are important once you’re charged with charting a new path, with figuring out what to do next. In fact, they get in the way.

We invented the educational regime to produce compliant factory workers. But the most compliant aren’t always suited to be the bravest, the most empathic or the most intuitive.

-- Seth Godin, The transition to leadership

Monday, November 16, 2020

Other People Think

Ever noticed…how much of what we think about ourselves is impacted by what we think other people think about us?

Sunday, November 15, 2020

Grace Cannot Prevail

Grace cannot prevail until our lifelong certainty that someone is keeping score has run out of steam and collapsed.

-- Robert F. Capon

Christian Colleges Are in Crisis. Here’s What That Means for the Church.

Evangelicals struggle to create and sustain lasting, influential cultural institutions because we too often think in terms of individual good rather than corporate or common good.

Whatever your views are on racial division in 2020, the fact is we cannot heal — we cannot even repent — until we understand what our nation, our denominations, our churches have done.  Continue here....

-- O. Alan Noble

Saturday, November 14, 2020

Randoms...

You can only give from what you have...and I'm not referring to things.


Timing may have as much of an influence on things as anything.


What you are going through right now is what can change you.


What happens if you never wonder about why you believe what you believe?


Stories create stories, our stories.

This Week's Miscellany

Friday, November 13, 2020

Visual: Details

Visual - "Details":

Winona Lake, IN

Thursday, November 12, 2020

Already Are

Remember that you already are what you are seeking.

-- Richard Rohr

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

From Where

We tend to see things from where we see things.

Like we think how we think because of who we spend time with, we see what we see because of where we sit (see it from).

If I am not where you are, I won’t be able to as easily see what you see.  I see what is around me, not so much what is around you.

In other words, we can’t see things very well from a place we’re not in.

Examples of our where that influence how and what we see:

What would you add?

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

LT: When Things Go Wrong

A leader should not take credit when things go right if they are not willing to accept responsibility when things go wrong. 

-- Simon Sinek

Monday, November 09, 2020

Easier

I've noticed...it’s easier to be mad, than it is to be sad.

I've also noticed...I'm not well-suited to live with perpetual tension.

I'm guessing there is a correlation here that I should be conscious of.

Sunday, November 08, 2020

Miroslav Volf on Christian Witness in Turbulent Places

This is interesting on a number of topics. 

Against that backdrop, it gets quite fascinating around 26:58 with respect to paganism, Trump, and evangelical Christians.

Saturday, November 07, 2020

Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour

'Poem for the week' -- "Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour":

Light the first light of evening, as in a room
In which we rest and, for small reason, think
The world imagined is the ultimate good.

This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous. 
It is in that thought that we collect ourselves,
Out of all the indifferences, into one thing:

Within a single thing, a single shawl
Wrapped tightly round us, since we are poor, a warmth, 
A light, a power, the miraculous influence.

Here, now, we forget each other and ourselves.
We feel the obscurity of an order, a whole, 
A knowledge, that which arranged the rendezvous.

Within its vital boundary, in the mind.
We say God and the imagination are one... 
How high that highest candle lights the dark.

Out of this same light, out of the central mind, 
We make a dwelling in the evening air, 
In which being there together is enough.

-- Wallace Stevens

This Week's Miscellany

Regarding the election:




Regarding COVID-19:


Regarding golf:

Friday, November 06, 2020

Thursday, November 05, 2020

Fear of Suffering & Deep Foundations

 Man suffers most through his fears of suffering. 

-- Etty Hillesum


If you plan to build a tall house of virtues, you must first lay deep foundations of humility.

-- Anonymous


Another thing we could use a little more of these days....

Wednesday, November 04, 2020

Patiently?


Do you feel impatient about the results of the election?  I do.

And, so, I am reminded of these sacred verses:


But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.

-- Romans 8:25


Be patient, then, brothers and sisters, until the Lord’s coming. See how the farmer waits for the land to yield its valuable crop, patiently waiting for the autumn and spring rains.

-- James 5:7


Which prompts this question; what is it, really, that I am waiting for?  The outcome of an election (which would mean what exactly)?  Something else?

What is my hope really focused on?  How do things, like elections, expose my focus?  How do they create opportunities to re-center myself?

Tuesday, November 03, 2020

Voting: Joy & Sensitivity

 As I left the voting place, I felt aware of 2 things:

  1. Joy of the opportunity to register my voice (even if just one of many — there are things about that, too, that are good), for some reason a feeling unique to this election
  2. Sensitivity to how easy it was, how safe it was (for me) and the reasons why...knowing all the while that there are so many who don't feel either of these things
I hope my vote somehow helps with the reasons that so often prevent others from having the experience I had.

Tragic Gap

For those of us who want to see democracy survive and thrive—and we are legion—the heart is where everything begins: that grounded place in each of us where we can overcome fear, rediscover that we are members of one another, and embrace the conflicts that threaten democracy as openings to new life for us and for our nation. . . . 


Of all the tensions we must hold in personal and political life, perhaps the most fundamental and most challenging is standing and acting with hope in the “tragic gap.” On one side of that gap, we see the hard realities of the world, realities that can crush our spirits and defeat our hopes. On the other side of that gap, we see real-world possibilities, life as we know it could be because we have seen it that way. . . .

If we are to stand and act with hope in the tragic gap and do it for the long haul, we cannot settle for mere “effectiveness” as the ultimate measure of our failure or success. Yes, we want to be effective in pursuit of important goals. . . . [But] we must judge ourselves by a higher standard than effectiveness, the standard called faithfulness. Are we faithful to the community on which we depend, to doing what we can in response to its pressing needs? Are we faithful to the better angels of our nature and to what they call forth from us? Are we faithful to the eternal conversation of the human race, to speaking and listening in a way that takes us closer to truth? Are we faithful to the call of courage that summons us to witness to the common good, even against great odds? When faithfulness is our standard, we are more likely to sustain our engagement with tasks that will never end: doing justice, loving mercy, and calling the beloved community into being.

-- Parker Palmer

Monday, November 02, 2020

New Life, Hope, and Dynamism

On the eve of the US Presidential election, where hopes are so high (on both sides), this kind of hope (for me) transcends the outcome, however hard it may still be:

In all my years of traveling around the world, one thing has been present in every region, everywhere. One thing has stood out and convinced me of the certain triumph of the great human gamble on equality and justice.

Everywhere there are people who, despite finding themselves mired in periods of national [disruption] or personal marginalization refuse to give up the thought of a better future or give in to the allurements of a deteriorating present. They never lose hope that the values they learned in the best of times or the courage it takes to reclaim their world from the worst of times are worth the commitment of their lives. These people, the best of ourselves, are legion and they are everywhere.

It is the unwavering faith, the open hearts, and the piercing courage of people from every level of every society that carries us through every major social breakdown to the emergence again of the humanization of humanity. In every region, everywhere, they are the unsung but mighty voices of community, high-mindedness, and deep resolve. They are the prophets of each era who prod the rest of the world into seeing newly what it means to be fully alive, personally, nationally, and spiritually. . . .

It is that steadfast, unyielding, courageous commitment to the eternal Will of God for Creation—whatever the cost to themselves—that is the prophetic tradition. It sustains the eternal Word of God while the world spins around it, making God’s Word—Love—the center, the axle, the standard of everything the faithful do in the midst of the storm of change that engulfs us as we go. . . .

Our task is to be obedient all our lives to the Will of God [which is Love] for the world. And therein lies the difference between being good for nothing and good for something. Between religion for show and religion for real. Between personal spirituality that dedicates itself to achieving private sanctification and prophetic spirituality, the other half of the Christian dispensation. 

Yes, the Christian ideal is personal goodness, of course, but personal goodness requires that we be more than pious, more than faithful to the system, more than mere card-carrying members of the Christian community. Christianity requires, as well, that we each be so much a prophetic presence that our corner of the world becomes a better place because we have been there. . . .

The quality of life we create around us as “followers of Jesus” is meant to seed new life, new hope, new dynamism, the very essence of a new world community. 

-- Sister Joan Chittister

Sunday, November 01, 2020

Every Human Live

We cannot tolerate or turn a blind eye to racism and exclusion in any form and yet claim to defend the sacredness of every human life.

Renewed contact with the Gospel of faith, of hope and of love invites us to assume a creative and renewed spirit. In this way, we will be able to transform the roots of our physical, spiritual and social infirmities and the destructive practices that separate us from each other, threatening the human family and our planet.

-- Pope Francis

Saturday, October 31, 2020

Sorry, but most of the things you ‘choose’ are random

 

Let me blow your mind a bit: When you choose things, you’re not choosing based on personal preferences. Your choices are somewhat random, and you’re wired to like them.

Every day you choose between nearly identical sodas and sunglasses and seats. Psychologists have long known that over time those choices lead to biases, such as always reaching for a Sprite or Dr. Pepper or Coke. Now researchers at Johns Hopkins have found the same behavior in babies, whom they watched (over and over and over again) as they randomly chose a block from a room full of identical ones—and then stopped liking all the others.

This suggests that we like things because we chose them, which is very different than what we think we’re doing, choosing things because we like them.  Continue here....

-- Arianne Cohen

Make Up of the US Supreme Court

Friday, October 30, 2020

Aunt Chloe’s Politics

'Poem for the week' -- "Aunt Chloe’s Politics":

Of course, I don’t know very much
    About these politics,
But I think that some who run ’em
    Do mighty ugly tricks.

I’ve seen ’em honey-fugle round,
    And talk so awful sweet,
That you’d think them full of kindness,
    As an egg is full of meat.

Now I don’t believe in looking
    Honest people in the face,
And saying when you’re doing wrong,
    That “I haven’t sold my race.”

When we want to school our children,
    If the money isn’t there,
Whether black or white have took it,
    The loss we all must share.

And this buying up each other
    Is something worse than mean,
Though I thinks a heap of voting,
    I go for voting clean.

-- Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

Thursday, October 29, 2020

Must First Have It

Before you speak of peace, you must first have it in your heart. 

-- St. Francis of Assisi

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Empathy Is Taking The Time

Empathy is taking the time to understand the path that someone else has walked.

-- Mrs Murphy, Idaho Falls teacher


Both individually and collectively, we could all benefit from extending and receiving more empathy right now.  

What might be hidden here is the observation that it takes time to do this.  We so often feel that we don't have the time to truly do this well.  Why is that?  Time is really all we do have.  Perhaps, it would be helpful to consider what is it that I'm letting compete for my sense of time.

Besides this being just good theory, what can I do more specifically empathy-wise for someone else?  For myself?

Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Something Else

If you find that you can't seem to give yourself to something, it usually means that you are giving yourself to something else. 

What are you giving yourself to?

One Week to Election Day or...

"Times are a changin'", regarding how we do things.  As of just a few days ago:

 


So many are hoping that in just one week, this will finally be over.

If only that would be true....

Monday, October 26, 2020

Speed of Time

I've had an 'I’m wondering...' mini-series going on here for some time now (follow the link by the same name, if interested).


Lately, I've been wondering about time.  I’m wondering...does the speed of time change?  Scientifically, the answer seems like an easy ‘no, of course not’.

But, you don’t have to talk to very many to hear a common refrain, life at times can feel like it really speeds up.

This weekend, I spent some time with my 2 1/2 yr old grandson.  We went on a walk.  He found lots of things that interested him — sticks, seeds, water, mud.  He used a stick to hit the trunk of a tree (dozens of times).  He saw some workers digging a hole; and watched and watched, and watched some more.  He found a mud puddle and sat down in it, rubbing his hands in the mud.  And, then he four a unique-looking seed pod and pushed it around in the puddle...for what felt like a long time to me, but not to him.  

Time had no pace.  He had no place to go.  I really didn't either.  

I made a mental note; how different this pace is than that of most of my days.  

When I talk to my parents, who are in their late 70s, I get the impression their sense of time is more like by grandson's.

In other words, on the edges of life — in the beginning and perhaps towards the end — time seems much slower than it does in the middle.

When time feels fast to us, what is happening?  Does it really have anything to do with time?  Or, is this about something else?

If time is constant (is it?), what is the difference in our experience with it?  Why can it feel like it changes, at different points in our lives?  And, what about the moral quality we can so often attached to the use of time?  I'm wondering....

Sunday, October 25, 2020

You Still Dream

'Poem for the week' -- "You Still Dream":

Here, poem meets prayer.

We are exceedingly comfortable

with posturing and self-defense

that masquerade as apology.

But what’s needed in this moment

is unmixed confession

of our nation’s sin,

deep and indefensible.

“Now I lay me down to sleep”

must make way for

something more muscular:

sack cloth and ashes,

prayer and fasting,

naked prostration.

Daniel understood

radical repentance begins

with this unvarnished profession:

You are righteous,

and we are not.

Please heal our nation.

Cleanse our stubborn hearts.

Show each of us what part to play.

Broken as Judah and Jerusalem,

we cry and come bending our will

toward the good

you dream for us still,

no matter our sin,

no matter what skin

we’re in.

-- Nikki Grimes


From the author:

“Confession is the first step towards meaningful change, but when it comes to the sin of racism, many Americans skip this all-important step and jump straight to a pious posture of prayer for the nation. I believe absolutely in the power of prayer, but not when it’s hollow. This poem is a response to that hollowness.”

Saturday, October 24, 2020

Current Events

The secrets to a healthy life

In the European Prospective Investigation into Cancer and Nutrition (EPIC) study, patients who adhered to healthy dietary principles (low meat consumption and high intake of fruits, vegetables, and whole-grain bread), never smoked, were not overweight, and had at least 30 minutes a day of physical activity had a 78% lower overall risk of developing a chronic disease.

This included a 93% reduced risk of diabetes, an 81% lower risk of heart attacks, a 50% reduction in risk of stroke, and a 36% overall reduction in risk of cancer, compared with participants without these healthy factors.

That’s really mind-boggling. Type 2 diabetes and pre-diabetes are pandemic, already affecting almost one-half of all Americans. United Health Care projected that if current trends continue, annual costs from these will be more than $3.3 trillion over the next decade, which is clearly not sustainable.

And yet the EPIC study showed that type 2 diabetes is completely preventable for at least 93% of people today. We don’t need a new breakthrough; we just need to put into practice what we already know. Also, lowering blood sugar with diet and lifestyle is more effective at preventing premature death and disease than getting it down with diabetes medications.  Continue here....

-- Dean Ornish


Friday, October 23, 2020

Visual: Fall Tree Of The Day, 2020

Visual - 'Fall Tree of the Day, 2020"

Winona Lake, IN
More Fall 2020 pics here....

Thursday, October 22, 2020

Preferred Future

New actions will be guided by a preferred future that embraces:

  • resilience in place of growth
  • collaboration in place of consumption
  • wisdom in place of progress
  • balance in place of addiction
  • moderation in place of excess
  • vision in place of convenience
  • accountability in place of disregard
  • self-giving love in place of self-centered fear . . .

-- Jim Antal

Wednesday, October 21, 2020

It Is That Serious

When you judge people that are different from you, you’re killing them.

Yes, it is THAT serious.

You're killing part of them and, any time that happens, it feels (to them) like you're killing all of them.

When you reach conclusions about people; when you don’t engage with them and instead foster your conclusions about them (privately or in the groups you belong to), you are judging them.

When you spend more and more time building a case against people — or, even worse, let other people do it for you — especially people that you’ve never even talked to; you are reaching for conclusions, you are judging them.

IT is that serious.

And, if you need moral authority here, remind yourself of the Scriptures which say “Judge not...lest you be judged”.   Did you read the last part of that (or just the first part)?

If that's true and if judging kills, your very life hangs in this balance, not to mention theirs.

It is that SERIOUS.

When you’ve not been curious enough to talk to actual people that you are judging; when you’re not personally engaging with the systems that you are using to judge those people, then you really are just interested in conclusions (judgment).

...not in curiosity, not in love.

It IS that serious.

Tuesday, October 20, 2020

When can we talk about our systems?

Your team is down by a few points and the game is almost over. What play should you call?

[When can we talk about the system of drafting and training that got your team to this situation in the first place?]

Your back hurts and you think you need surgery to help with the pain.

[When can we talk about the technique you use when you go running every day?]

Your employee shows up late regularly. How can you get them to care more?

[When can we talk about your hiring and leadership approaches?]

There’s racial injustice and unfairness all around us.

[Can we talk about persistent indoctrination around caste?]

You just had an argument with your brother. What’s the best way for him to see that you’re right?

[When can we talk about the narratives your family has developed for generations?]

Universities and local schools are in crisis with testing in disarray and distant learning ineffective…

[When can we talk about what school is for?]

It’s comfortable to ignore the system, to assume it is as permanent as the water surrounding your goldfish. But the fact that we have these tactical problems is all the evidence we need to see that something is causing them, and that spending time on the underlying structure could make a difference.

In a crisis, there’s maximum attention. And in a crisis, we often discard any pretense of caring about systems and resilience and focus only on how to get back to normal. This is precisely why normal is what normal is, because we fight to get back to it.

Changing the system changes everything. And it might be even less work than pouring water on today’s tactical emergency.

-- Seth Godin, When can we talk about our systems?

Monday, October 19, 2020

Strengths & Surroundings

Ever noticed...how often people’s strengths, good or bad, are often a function of or correlate with their surroundings?

Sunday, October 18, 2020

Character, Compassion, Vulnerability

 

Instagram: mariashriver

I want to remind you of your decency, of your character, of your compassion and your vulnerability.  I want to remind you that these qualities are strengths, not weaknesses.  Use them this week to sow love when you see hatred.  Use them to calm when you detect fear.  Be a beacon of understanding.  We need you!

-- Maria Shriver

Sell Things


I'm not against Christian hope, just using it to sell things.

-- Barbara Brown Taylor

Saturday, October 17, 2020

What Makes Some People More Resilient Than Others

A few years ago, an unimaginable thing happened in my life. I wanted to help someone I cared about, someone who was sick with an illness he was hiding. I went to his house, intent on a rescue operation that would end, I thought, with a trip to the emergency room. Instead, it ended with a trip to the morgue. What I found when I arrived was my ex-husband, dead on his bathroom floor. The hidden illness? An intravenous drug addiction.

It was, without question, the most traumatic event of my life, but not only mine. I had two teenage children at the time, who had unknowingly been given a front-row seat to their father’s slow suicide. It took two years for me to settle my ex-husband’s estate, which was thrown into probate, and meant a kind of suspended traumatic animation for me, as I continued to live in what felt like a constant state of emergency.

Back then, I thought we would never really recover, that our lives would always be stained with this terrible sadness. But now, nearly five years later, we’re doing well — really well. Or we were, until recently, when along with the rest of the world we began living through the current convergence of crises. 

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The tools common to resilient people are optimism (that is also realistic), a moral compass, religious or spiritual beliefs, cognitive and emotional flexibility, and social connectedness. The most resilient among us are people who generally don’t dwell on the negative, who look for opportunities that might exist even in the darkest times. During a quarantine, for example, a resilient person might decide it is a good time to start a meditation practice, take an online course or learn to play guitar.

Research has shown that dedication to a worthy cause or a belief in something greater than oneself — religiously or spiritually — has a resilience-enhancing effect, as does the ability to be flexible in your thinking.

“Many, many resilient people learn to carefully accept what they can’t change about a situation and then ask themselves what they can actually change,” Dr. Southwick said. Conversely, banging your head against the wall and fretting endlessly about not being able to change things has the opposite effect, lessening your ability to cope. Continue here....

-- Eilene Zimmerman

Friday, October 16, 2020

Third Rock from the Sun

'Poem for the week' -- "Third Rock from the Sun":

That streetlight looks like the slicked backbone
            of a dead tree in the rain, its green lamp blazing
like the first neon fig glowing in the first garden
            on a continent that split away from Africa
from which floated away Brazil. Why are we not
            more amazed by the constellations, all those flung
stars held together by the thinnest filaments
            of our evolved, image making brains. For instance,
here we are in the middle of another Autumn,
            plummeting through a universe that made us
from its shattering and dust, stooping
            now to pluck an orange leaf from the sidewalk,
a small veined hand we hold in an open palm
            as we walk through the park on a weekend we
invented so we would have time to spare. Time,
            another idea we devised so the days would have
an epilogue, precise, unwavering, a pendulum
            strung above our heads. When was the sun
enough? The moon with its diminishing face?
            The sea with its nets of fish? The meadow’s
yellow baskets of grain? If I was in charge
            I’d say leave them there on their backs
in the grass, wondering, eating berries
            and rolling toward each other’s naked bodies
for warmth, for something we’ve yet to name,
            when the leaves were turning colors in their dying
and we didn’t know why, or that they would return,
            bud and green. One of a billion
small miracles. This planet will again be stone.

--Dorianne Laux


Visual - "Veins of Color":

Pierceton, IN