11 Pipers Piping about themselves on a blog
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Thank you all for celebrating the Advent season with me!  I heartily enjoyed the challenge of posting everyday of the season, even though I didn't make it through it all. I also enjoyed scrounging for fun internety things and generally sharing the season with those who are far away from me. Holidays acknowledge the cyclical nature of life and the passage of feelings and experiences--the coming and going of difficulty and pleasure both. It also is a time to "gather in" and take stock and count blessings.  I count my friends as my greatest blessing.

If anyone is still paying attention, we are in the 11th day of Christmas, with tomorrow being Epiphany!  Yeah! The Zoroastrian Astrologers have almost arrived!

I am back at doing some blogging with the new year. What has been keeping my attention thus far has been the steady humming of internet writing urges and the shift of our lives from the waking world to the online world.  I know for myself this last year has brought me more facebook, more twitter, and more looking for inspiring reading around the internet. But I also think that it has brought the commercial world closer to me, even though I don't have a television or generally hang out with pop-culturalists.

As I contemplate my own career and its trajectory, facing a world where only 50% of PhDs in the humanities get tenure track positions, I wonder about what it means to be a public intellectual. I see a lot of "life hackery" available on the web: lots of enterprising, ambitious,tech-saavy  twenty-somethings talking a lot about how to find what you love, to make money at your passion, and attract the lifestyle of your dreams. 

A case in point ins a fellow writing about the value of guest posting--where you write for other's blogs. This is a way of generating traffic to your own site and seems to work VERY effectively. (I found this guy through a guest post on dumblittleman.com).  This may be common to most folks working on sharing their interests over the internet, but what continues to fascinate me is how EVERYONE is encouraged now to have an online presence and persona.  It amounts to crafting an angle from which to view the world.  

And if you have more than one hobby/skill/job/opinion, it is good to have several blogs so that these personas can play the same tune to greater effect. It is what in the e-marketing world is called The Long Tail. Have a show that involves monkeys? Why not make it a red-hat-guitar-playing-Monkey-from-Central-Ohio-who-loves-pizza. This way, people can find what they are really looking for--and you will be there for them, right at the top of the google search list.

So, you need a blog. This fellow has "6 Powerful Reasons Why Everyone Needs a Blog."  Here is the gloss:
By blogging, you improve your reach.
"More people find out who you truly are." (yes, he says that).
It improves your 1. confidence for showing people your voice.
It builds 2. connections with people you otherwise would not have met who share your interests.
Blogging can get you jobs through these connections. (he calls these 3. opportunities)
Blogging builds capacity through its demands for creativity, consistency, and coherent writing--in a word, it forces 4. clarity.
"5. Self-improvement" through meeting your fears, setting goals, and challenging yourself
By blogging about what you love, you add 6. value to the world.  (I think this is better said as helping others/contributing positively to the world)
 

Of course, I scoff at the marketing of this--the shameless self-promotion. And I see this as an effect of this online persona building.  What does all this self-reflexive activity of constant selling do to our psyches?

But...

I like what he says about writing about something you love: about using a blog as a platform for discussing a topic you are interested in learning more about. Writing about a topic DOES build confidence. And wouldn't it be nice if, after all that labor of love, it opened doors? What about blogging that is topic-specific instead of an open letter to friends and readers? 

After all of this said, I will say the most interesting thing going on in my life is my new meditation practice. Which is very far from blogging. But even this has a crucial online element: meditation classes via podcast by Ken McCleod

Any thoughts on how they want to use the internet in the coming year?

Day 25: Joy!
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I love the alternative tune of this carol, the harmonies, the enthusiasm of everyone singing.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

Day 24: All is calm, all is bright
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The night Lisa, mom and I drove to Christmas eve service with three cars: one that broke down, one that iced over on the inside from lack of a defroster, and one that collected the three of us.



Or the night Dave Dicicco and I were in Galway and planned our trip on Christmas day driving up in the snow to Maeve's Grave and then onto to Derry for Christmas night




36 Christmas eve's to count. Two in Ireland, one in London, England (with a boyfriend's family who graciously took me to their xmas eve service despite their complete lack of interest in Christianity), most of them in North Hampton, Ohio, listening to mom's vinyl Christmas records.  This one is with Alex and the kitties in Ithaca, New York.  Just us.

John Denver and the Muppets from 1979. I know I watched this, and I had it on 8-track. There are children at 2:14 min into the youtube video who are just amazing to watch--so wonderfilled. And about my age at that time. 

I hope you are well wherever you are.  Merry Christmas.



Day 23: in case you don't live in a rural area
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or next to a power grid...

I give you some Christmas lights!



Day 22: Mountains, molehills and spiritual journeys
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There are hundreds of paths up the mountain,
all leading in the same direction,
so it doesn't matter which path you take.
The only one wasting time is the one 
who runs around and around the mountain,
telling everyone that his or her path is wrong.
 
---Hindu teaching

Let me list some of  the "paths to salvation" I have tried:

-Drinking 8 or more glasses of water a day
-Recording all the food I eat
-Recording all the money I spend
-Writing for 30 minutes a day, first thing, in the morning, about anything
-Working in 25 minute intervals
-Shifting from a To Do list to a
"Ta-Da!" list, writing down what I have done (instead of what I have to do)
-Yoga class
-the Yoga Deck--50 poses and meditations for mind, body, and spirit!
-Pilates
-Jazzercise
-Transcendental Meditation
-Mindfullness-Based Stress Reduction
-Contact Improvisation
-Therapy (more than once)
-A personal coach
-Astrology
-Getting Things Done time management method
-300 OTHER time management tips and techniques, home organizing and life planning aids as published in women's magazines
-Quaker worship
-Seminary
-Lectio Divina
-Peace activism
-Affirmations
-Elbow greasing, bootstrapping, buck-it-up talk
-Blogging regimines/Advent calendaring
-One sentence prayers
-Centering Prayer
-Holding Concerns In the Light
-Fasting
-Spiritual retreats (directed and self-directed)
-Getting a PhD in Religion
-Buddhist meditation


I know there are more programs/schedules/systems I have tried to get me through a day, off the couch, into my breath, onto my vocational path, away from the brownies, and in touch with the divine.   Everything short of sorting through poultry entrails.  In reflecting on Hindu teaching, I seem to  have confused the myriad paths with the multiple kinds of geologic features
.  I have trudged up molehills with passion and spiritual ardor. Other hikers either are confused like me or they aren't really hikers but day-trippers on the molehills, just getting the lay of the land, not really in search of altitude. 

But me? I will make it all a spiritual mountain.  And maybe it all is a mountain to a mole. 

Holy Mole. 

(The Puninater remarks that Holly is, once again, confusing the search for the divine with chocolate.)

Day 21: Solstice!
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Today is the shortest day of the year. I happened to be up at dawn and drove home at sunset, so felt like I really "experienced" the fullness of the holiday. 

I then came home and hibernated for several hours on the couch.

How did you celebrate the holiday? any pagan rituals to speak of?

How might you celebrate the return of the sun?

Day 20: My Favorite Things
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"Raindrops on Roses and Whiskers on Kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Silver white winters that melt into spring
These are  a few of my favorite things.."

(eh-hem. I just wrote all those lyrics from memory! Go me!)

Here are my favorite things that I read/interact with online.  I would invite you to add your own in the replies.

News
news.google.com
http://www.bbcworldnews.com/

Gossip

wwtdd.com


Political commentary
http://politicstheoryphotography.blogspot.com/

Astrology
freewillastrology.com

Academic/professional development

http://calnewport.com/blog/


Ridiculous sugary mishaps

www.cakewrecks.blogspot.com


Favorite Firefox add on

http://readitlaterlist.com/firefox/


Active Utopian projects

http://musicnotation.twinnote.org/
http://jubileearts.net/

Day 19: Anyone else out there with a vocational quest?
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Ok, I know nothing about Knight Errants or Magic the Gathering card games, but I know I feel a little like this woman. Or maybe it is closer to say: I wish I felt as confident and world-ready as this woman is about her task. According to some information, she is a "planes walker," so if anyone out there wants to divine an interpretation as to why I might have been attracted to her, I would be open for suggestion/explanation. The energies that have been with me today have been:

What is it like to feel charged with a purpose that you do not feel prepared for, feel equipped for, nor feel that you will be successful in achieving? When in this situation of call and inadequacy to the call, how do you proceed? What is the responsibility of the "knight errant" and the karma/God who seemed to bear this burden to you?

One exemplar of this god-given duty is the Theotokos, the God Bearer, Mary, Mother of God herself



According to Luke (and not to Matthew, Mark, or John, as far as I can remember), Mary was visited by an angel and told that she will bear a son.

Sounds a lot like Isaiah.... 

Anyway, our contemporary interpretations go that she was frightened about this, kept it from Joseph, and "bore all these things in her heart." A historical interpretation will talk about other virgin births, about perhaps the practical purposes of not telling anyone that she was pregnant before getting married, let alone with the child of God, etc. 

What might be as interesting to focus on is a narrative approach to interpretation: how does this story go with anything we know? What might we learn from "being like Mary" with our godly charge? I don't have much really, here, except that we are to "bear these things in our heart." And instead of accepting them gracefully, I am now interested (for reasons that are hard to explain succinctly) in thinking that this might be a way of saying:

Accept your charge with compassion towards yourself. Open your heart to your own confusion and come to see that burden or conflicted desire as not necessary to your life exactly but a part--an important part--of what constitutes you.  Seek the feelings and thoughts around the quest/ion and confusion without seeking a solution.  Get curious about the way it simultaneously excites you and makes you scared.  Bear these things in your heart. Show them gentleness, welcome them, as if your heart is large and their is room.




The Annunciation, Henry Tanner, 1898

So perhaps it isn't about just trusting God to guide. Maybe it is, and I just am not very skilled at what that means exactly. But I am getting more familiar, through Buddhist meditation, to know what it is like to sit and watch my monkey mind and my emotional reactions to situations come with force, strike fear in me, and paralyze me--all while I just sit in my living room. I am gaining experience in how quick the tumble of thought and feeling come together and I flash with shame or anxiety about "what's next' or "how I messed that up" or whatever.  I am starting to sit and watch and not always follow each of these feelings. 

And somewhere down the road, I am told, comes a point when compassion for my struggle will take over and I will not feel that hot distance of an "other me" who has it all together.  I will not feel so deprived or inadequate to that other me.  I will instead just be me, taking up the questions about God and purpose and vocation.  It will be all those thoughts about  the lack of teaching jobs and my confused desire for such a rare and precious position that will require me to write academic papers large and small for the rest of my life and me with them.  I will no longer ask, "why me, God?" with all the fire and rage that I do.  I will maybe then bear all this in my heart.




Day 18: I get to feel like Odysseus every week
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I travel a little between Syracuse and Ithaca, NY, heading up and down I-81 to go to my work at the university.  I have gotten used to driving the hour + it takes to get up there, and I super enjoy my hosts T and P when I'm there, often getting M time too and usually a salad in Eggers cafeteria (well worth the $2.50!) But I sleep on a couch when I am in Syracuse for what works out to be one or two nights a week. When I make it back to Ithaca, I get to see my boyfriend/housemate/walking companion Alex.  And then there are the "boys" And my awesome bed ok, that really isn't my bed,(but it could be yours for $15,00!) but in the tradition of Odysseus, my bed IS made out of wood and it was assembled by us--just not carved out of an olive tree growing up into the room. Well, plainly the similarities between me and Odysseus are um, eh-hem, few.  But it does feel good to be home. And the pictures are fun to share. 

Day 16: Joyful Greens and Bright Lights
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You know, advent wreaths are remarkably the same. Whereas other greens--like trees--get all sorts of treatment... (why yes! that IS a Tree made entirely of empty Mountain Dew containers!) Look how it GLOWS! ... as if lit by caffeine itself! How to build your very own soda can tree link here. and the wreaths that you hang on your front door can get some personality, (I think he looks little like a muppet...) the advent wreath is kind of common This is the third week of Advent, and if you have been worshipping in a mainline Protestant or a Catholic church, you will have been marking time with an Advent Wreath. This week was the pink candle, and Wikipedia tells me that Rose is the color for the Third Sunday of Advent, known as Gaudete Sunday from the Latin word "rejoice." Gaudete Sunday anticipates the joy of the Christmas celebration, so its color is a mixture of Advent purple and Christmas white. It may also symbolize the color of early dawn. Hmm.. really? early dawn? Doesn't anyone wonder if there was perhaps a shortage of purple candles one year in Rome and someone got a clever idea and started talking about Joy and Pink candles with great confidence and ardor? I also heard today that Christmas day is the most fire-risky day of the day. Just some more evidence for why we call this the season of light.

Day 15: For All of Us Who Feel Behind
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It is the end of the academic semester, and the anxiety of finishing is high. Facebook posts by friends are counting down projects and tests to completion. Math exam this week? 10 page paper to write before Friday? 40 page paper due by 8 am Monday weaving Judith Butler's theory of performativity and Baudelaire's theory of art together to serve as a method for reading 8th century iconography?

Though I am not at the end of a semester, I can feel in my whole body tense with the thought of a seminar paper deadline. 20 pages x 3 papers due in a span of two weeks on anything from poststructuralist methods of studying religion to Derrida's anti-hermeneutics to psychoanalytic explorations for the motivations of offering hospitality. Due. Due. Due.

And so the race was on to finish so that we could relax. Get stressed out so that one found the energy to get done and collapse. Deadlines are effective motivators for sure, but I wonder what it is that keeps their mojo from working on us until the last minute. For me, I think we associate schoolwork/deadlines with social codes: strict and somewhat oppressive. College students fight the "Reality Instructors" of assignments and due dates and the artificial stress of it all. We all know it is manufactured to some degree to put terror into ourselves and to activate our limbic systems so that we act like reptiles instead of humans. But the end of the semester is never the time to ask, "why didn't I start this sooner?"


I wrote in yesterday's post about being faithful. And I want to acknowledge that faithfulness may not bring success. But maybe faithfulness brings satisfaction-other-than-success. The guy that crosses the finish line still ran the race. The context of the race was just his excuse to run as fast as he could. I guess until we go and write papers for ourselves and others and focus on honing our arguments for our daily satisfaction we will need the contexts of semesters to do work within. It does make us finish. And finishing opens room for other projects. And other chances at finding other types of motivation than deadlines.

Prayers for those looking at the finish line and notice fear in the midst of the excitement:
What am I creating as I finish each thing?
What do I look at and say, "it is good?
With each completed project, I am creating space to move in appreciation of my own heart.
Imagining us cheering one another on,
Holly

Day 14: Isaiah Discussed -part 1 of 2
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Thank you to everyone who read and commented on my post about Isaiah and how he bugs me. He hasn't stopped bugging me but there has been some relief.

Let me see if I can recap:
Day 9: I was reading the Hebrew Bible text of Isaiah, working through the historical period of the prophet (730s-680s bce). I have also been following how his text was edited/added to to help sediment the beliefs and practices that rose out of the Babylonian exile (597-538 bce).

What was bothering me as I read was something that has ALWAYS bothered me about the Hebrew Bible: this idea of a "tough love" God who punishes and redeems his people. So yes, the people of Israel turn from God, they have "foresaken the Lord" (Is 1:4) and thus are at risk from the Assyrians (the Northern Kingdom gets it from them but Judah and Jerusalem is spared), are then taken captive by the Babylonians, and watch the rest of the region get sucked up by war. It is only when the Persians in turn kick Babylonian butt that the people of Israel--those folks who have been living along the banks of the Jordan between the Dead Sea and the Sea of Galilee--get to come BACK to this land and settle it anew. There is all manner of imagery for this restored, triumphant group in the text:
(I quote at length because it is just so overdone)

11 "O afflicted city, lashed by storms and not comforted,
I will build you with stones of turquoise, [a]
your foundations with sapphires. [b]

12 I will make your battlements of rubies,
your gates of sparkling jewels,
and all your walls of precious stones.

13 All your sons will be taught by the LORD,
and great will be your children's peace.

14 In righteousness you will be established:
Tyranny will be far from you;
you will have nothing to fear.
Terror will be far removed;
it will not come near you.

15 If anyone does attack you, it will not be my doing;
whoever attacks you will surrender to you.

16 "See, it is I who created the blacksmith
who fans the coals into flame
and forges a weapon fit for its work.
And it is I who have created the destroyer to work havoc;

17 no weapon forged against you will prevail,
and you will refute every tongue that accuses you.
This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD,
and this is their vindication from me,"
declares the LORD.

So, the basic story of Isaiah is that Israel is blind and deaf to the LORD, thus are ripened for God's judgment of them. It is the Lord who permits, even enacts, this judgment, reducing his people to a stump. I just never understood if God is so good, then what is with all the burning of cities and drying up of wells and so forth? Only to then give them a shiny city and justice and peace? Why would a people follow this God? We know there were others around--all very tempting with their fancy golden calfs and such--so why stick with the God who was only so happy to act or retreat whenever he darn well felt like it?

Asked in another way (on Day 9)

I just don't understand the love that wants to cut in order to heal. I get the medical principle. But the relational or spiritual principle?
So, here are some thoughts, based on conversations growing out of comments, conversation, and reading:

1. It isn't that spiritual lessons require great pain, but that great pain--when it is survived and lived through in the company of ritual practices and community brings spiritual understanding.

This is what I think fivebells is saying when he includes the poetry from T.S. Eliot about
The sharp compassion of the healer's art
Resolving the enigma of the fever chart.

I cannot write enough perhaps to satisfy the careful exegete, but I believe the message is that we are ALL wounded through living and that only those who look seek healing will find out how they can heal and then become healers to others.

1.A. Because the pain is so unfounded or illogical or resistant to the standard methods of cause/effect, we "spiritualize" the pain and ascribe it to God.

For example, if you had a thorn, you remove it. But we get these ideas stuck in our heads from times in our pasts (past lives, even, some Buddhists would say) and so can't just reach for tweezers. It isn't a simple procedure. Where religion comes into play in this common human experience is that they have independently crafted methods for addressing these kinds of emotional pain. Perhaps this is in part how one can understand what fivebells is saying about the
wrathful deities in Vajrayana Buddhism. I also think it is what happens in Eliot in his explictly Christian message about the source of healing.

And so I think that the author of "cutting and healing" is looking in a similar direction when s/he writes about uncomfortable change.

Isaiah puts the costs in a visible, painful scenario to bring home the point that change really ISN'T easy, and darn it, making that change will leave a mark.

1. B. Yes, we are changed--and that change may scar and serve as a reminder of who we were. For example, I can think of how my selfishness damaged several friendships. Relationships can be hard to repair, much like our health.

What I want to add two other general operating assumptions with change. The first is that we know what we desire and we can imagine what it means to have this desire met. In this first case, change is something we want to happen and we know in fair approximation of how much better we will feel when this change is fulfilled. The second is that in our scientific era, we want and expect that we can AND SHOULD anticipate the results of our efforts, thus finding the most "effective" methods of change. In both of these assumptions--which I think are just fine to have--are that we 1. know what we want and 2. know how to get it.

A completely other kind of change that is harder to want is change that we CANNOT imagine the result of. This, I think, is what people say when it is in "God's hand" and how they experience a lightness of being in that understanding.

Now, I am not one generally who gets a lot out of crediting God or asking that it be placed in his hand. Not because it doesn't give humans freedom, but perhaps because it doesn't account for the fullest range of possibility. In taking the example from "cutting and healing," there is a desire for change but something that isn't making this possible. We say it is a lack of will, but I don't think that by naming it as a weakness of choice, we are any closer to changing the behavior. Such scenarios of change put us at odds between our desire to be just who we are and some very-good-but-bossy-part-of-us who wants us to be different. We want something to be different but we don't know exactly what to hold on to or to let go of, fearful of letting go of the "wrong" thing or of changing the part that is the good stuff. This is, I believe, in part the problem of the metaphor of surgery for healing: it sounds too human, too knowledgable.

1. C. A kind of change that is harder to want is change that we cannot imagine THE RESULT OF and we cannot ascribe A CAUSE TO.

The issue of cutting out or burning out a part of us in order to heal can work if there is a powerful, compassionate God ready at hand to mold us. But I just don't know if that God is so easily accessible or if we really know how to surrender our will/desire. This is (again) for two reasons: One, God's Plan has been overdetermined for too long and while I respect that invoking God as the source of transformation lends authority and mystery to that transformation, I think we secretly *think* we know what God wants because we have been told in church/society so much that it is hard to not try to control the future. Second, while "letting go and letting God" lifts it from human calculation and causation, it also prescribes a series of actions that one is to take to ensure the divineness of this change, i.e. prayer, church attendance, correct amounts of action and release, etc. It tends to get complicated of what it means to REALLY hand it over to "God" and we find ourselves second-guessing this choice when it isn't moving fast enough or when suspect or are told that we aren't relinquishing enough control. We get tangled in what we are supposed to do while God is In Charge.

To want change what we can't control is to act faithfully with the tools we have and not anticipate that we know what we will feel like when we have been transformed: only that we will be in a different place and that it may still hurt, it won't be * this* hurt any longer. And this will be a relief. One can start to get rather picky about what "faithfully" means, or which faith you need to abide by (which I will discuss in part 2 of my Isaiah Treatise) but what does faithfully mean TO YOU? This means finding something that works, something you trust that brings you joy/comfort, and doing it with regularity. Do it faithfully. Be mindful of what changes in your life just by doing one thing with great care and diligence. See if you feel differently after a couple of weeks. And then note 'what is different?" Be willing to change or continue, but always choosing something that you trust/know that brings you comfort or joy. Something really satisfying.


This has been a long post, and I have more to say about the historical situation of the People of Israel and why they --and we even--might buy into a tough love God, but I have another story about how healing happens, told to me this week under different circumstances but I think it applies.
An old man appeared to the long houses of several clans of the Iroquois nation. He was a sick and elderly man, and he went to each longhouse asking for shelter and food. The wolf clan, the turtle clan, the eel clan; the heron, the snipe, and the beaver clan--each of these longhouses refused him, saying that he could not receive the care he was looking for with them and they had no time to care for an elderly man. Bu the man kept up his search and came to the longhouse of the bear clan. Here, he was welcome and he took up a bed in the corner of the longhouse. He soon started to ask for herbs from his bed, saying that if he had a particular plant, perhaps it would heal him. And so people of the longhouse went and gathered this herb and that, bringing it back to him. He would then, in the company of others, prepare the herb and treat himself. And his health would improve. With each ailment, the man would request another herb, and would be slowly and steadly healed. One day, the members of the longhouse came and found a young and healthy man standing the doorway, casting a great shadow into the longhouse. The immediately recognized him as the Creator. He said to them: "I am the elderly man whom you welcomed. Because of your patience in caring for me, you have learned about the many ways the earth provides for healing. Because you possess this wisdom now, you will be the healers of the nation."

Even here, the people come to know the source, cause and result of healing. But in the midst of it, they didn't know. They just lived faithfully.


If I have been unclear or confusing, please respond and let me know what might help. I'm curious about how to generalize and psychologize the scriptural text for people outside of the tradition without ignoring what makes the tradition profound and puts so much at stake in it for those who are invested personally and those who are personally and culturally affected.

Day 12: The Weather
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“Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative."
-Oscar Wilde

Here is a convenient link for looking up your local weather without advertising. It reads your location and gives you a short forecast.

http://geoipweather.com/

Here is today in Ithaca:

Saturday, Dec 12
Sunrise: 7:27 AM
Sunset: 4:33 PM
High: 29°F
Low: 20°F

Daytime

Chance of precipitation: 0%
Condition: Sunny

Nighttime



Chance of precipitation: 10%
Condition: Partly Cloudy

Day 10&11: Are you suffering with TCP? Rx Cats with Captions!
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Day 9's post about God and his confusing ways was all very real and serious and left me exhausted. I apologize for missing Day 10 of Advent, but I was in multiple postures of struggle that to the naked eye resemble prayer. I suffer from a quasi-medical condition known as TCP--Theological Computational Paralysis--that begins with a difficult question about the nature of reality or the universe or something and ends with a headache, tears, and feelings of futility.

(one could argue that TCP onset is caused not by the questions themselves but the fundamental existential conditions of suffering related to physiological problems of tiredness, hunger, or lack of adequate shelter. I also notice that environmental conditions play a role, such as friendship interruptions or academic deadlines. More research is necessary but I believe someday their will be a cure. Maybe I could start a foundation to help bring awareness to TCP, or I could organize a marathon to help raise money to fund the research... )

They say right now the best treatments available for TCP are in the realm of pain management. So in the meantime, please browse some silly photos on the web of cats with clever captioning! at LOLcats.

If you want photos of cute animals and commentary, there is always Cute Overload.




Whatever brings you joy or helps you connect to the soft fuzzy part of yourself.

Have a restful Day 11. We are moving into the darkest time of calendar so I hope you find something/someone for warmth and light this evening--particularly light of heart.

Day 9: Will someone please explain?
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Isaiah was a prophet during the reign of Ahaz and Hezekiah--from about the 720s to the 700 bce. He had three sons, one of them named "Immanuel" and the others with much more ominous names about God's wrath.

Now, the Biblical scholars employing their fancy historical critical methods speculate that there was not just the one Isaiah but that there were several authors/prophets spouting oracles and talking about what the LORD has/can/will do. 66 chapters of Isaiah in all, they guess that the first five chapters are a later Isaiah, more like the last 17 chapters--dating from after the Jewish people have been released from Babylonian captivity (after 538 bce). Then there is the stuff in the middle 40-55, which is more like in the middle of everything, i.e. in the middle of the Babylonian captivity which started with the first deportation in 597 bce. Nice structure, huh? :-)

All there is to say about Isaiah right now is: this God thinks that purging and hewing is important to redemption. You know: unclean lips getting burned by hot coals in order to be a prophet for the LORD (Is 6). I just don't see how this is love.

Sure, there is all the historical stuff: maybe it was them retroactively seeking an explanation for all the suffering, the exile, the Assyrian and then Babylonian destruction. But Isaiah says it is God punishing his people and then loving them again. I just don't understand the love that wants to cut in order to heal. I get the medical principle. But the relational or spiritual principle?
Help.

Day 8: Magic on Multiple Levels
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This is Dan Phillips. As the New York Times reports, about 12 years ago, Dan Phillips started Phoenix Commotion, a construction business in his hometown, Huntsville, Tex., where he builds low-income housing out of salvaged items.

Dan has built 14 houses in that time, and this article has a magical photo essay reads like someone broke into your psyche and stole all your Hobbit-house-building fantasies and arranged them for internet consumption. It is magical that this guy does this, magical that the NYT can tell the story in such a captivating way, and magical that we get to witness 12 years of sweat as 15 minutes of shiny, glossy wonder at the click of a button.

Magical too of how I found this article: a friend sent me a link to a quote by Anoushka Shankar.about the power/magic of improvisation "in music, in meditation, in studying religion." From this page, I found a portal to the rest of the speakingoffaith.org blog site that connected me to a post about Dan Phillips and other kinds of architectural programs that focus on building from recycled materials.

While I find familiarity in the quote about improvisation by Shankar that speaks of the natural intelligence of the immediate and the "moment," I am lured into a richer imaginary by Dan Phillips, who is practicing improv at the pace of nature: incrementally, progressively, integrating multiple forces and living beings, creating newness. It is the power of improvisation's suchness but then strained through time and materiality. Like evolution. Intricate, amazing, original and yet completely logical. Of course we need homes! Of course we need to use the materials we have! Of course we each need to be involved in building!

Vocation means finding where our greatest joy meets the world's greatest need. Frederick Buechner said this, and I'm always moved when I see this truth so plainly lived. Is it magic to find our vocation? Is it magic to be able to recognize it in the world? Is it magic when these moments fall into our laps through the grace of friendship? It is definitely elegant and beautiful, comforting and mysterious--on so many levels.

Day 7: Heh Look! Procrastination Advice!
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If you ever feel alone with your fear of how to begin a difficult project, find a new direction with it, or finish it, CALL ME. I have a lot experience with these fears, and while I am no expert on overcoming fears, I have befriended LOTS of people who are fearless and read a WHOLE LOT OF BOOKS on the matter--all in an attempt to learn how to set reasonable, achievable goals that align with my values.

I have blogged before on the topic of email management, have run workshops on writing blocks, and will someday be the recovering procrastinator leading the 10-step support group in the church basement with donuts and coffee on Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday nights. I will be there. And you will be welcome to come along, whether you are a procrastinator or not. All are welcome.

So, in the meantime, before this awesome job as local, informal healer-priestess of procrastination presents itself, I am reading lots on the topic and working to apply what I can. Much of what is written shimmers with too much promise and not enough acknowledgment of the pain and confusion of our emotional hangups that make projects seem undoable. And I'm still getting a feel for the range of concerns and obstacles that cooperate with our uniquely structured psyches to cause momentary or prolonged bouts of procrastination.
So, from somewhere in the middle of the literature, I offer you a glimpse from a life-coach blogger named Lawsagna about her strategies for working through the elements of planning. In a busy time of year, perhaps this can be put to use right away to make a plan


1. What needs to be done?
2. Why would it be desirable to do those things?
3. What have you already accomplished that will help you move forward with this project?
4. What do you need to know to complete this project?
5. What kinds of resources and help will you need when you start working on the project?
6. What's the next action step?

Write out your answers. Writing brings clarity, calmness and objectivity to the mind. Notice any shifts in your mental and emotional states once you have done the exercise.



In these cases of working through someone's workshoppy prose, I like to imagine a good, encouraging friend sitting across the table with me, asking me these questions one at a time and letting me think and feel with them. Here she is:



She begins: "So, you seem excited by this goal but a little scared. Tell me, What is it that you want to do?"

I tell her everything I know about the dream I have. Well, I don't really talk but I write it out like I'm talking.

She continues: "I know this may seem obvious to you, but why is it desirable to do these things? I mean, desirable generally, but also why you are the one to do them?"

And so on and so forth. We have a great "conversation" and while I really have some things to do, I don't feel so alone or scared by them.

My friend has a lot of free time. Let me know if you need her to drop by for afternoon coffee. She tells me she runs a support group on Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday evenings at the Methodist church.


Day 6: (p)unapologetic about my Sabbath
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I love puns. And since I spent the day travelling to Syracuse and back to see the Nutcracker performed in fabulous costumage because my 8-year-old friend Rebekah was a page in Act II, I have had no time to prepare my thoughts on Isaiah. Yes, plenty of profound thoughts (it IS Sunday), I just posses no energy to compose them.

And so here are 10 gems for your evening's entertainment. Vote on your favorite--or add one of your own!
-h

1. A vulture boards an airplane, carrying two dead raccoons.
The stewardess looks at him and says, 'I'm sorry, sir, only
one carrion allowed per passenger.'


2. Two fish swim into a concrete wall .
The one turns to the other and says 'Dam!'


3. Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, so they lit a fire in
the craft. Unsurprisingly it sank, proving once again that
you can't have your kayak and heat it too.


4. Two hydrogen atoms meet. One says 'I've lost my electron.'
The other says 'Are you sure?' The first replies 'Yes, I'm
positive.' (MY FAVORITE!)


5. Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused Novocain during
a root canal? His goal: transcend dental medication.


6. A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were
standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament
victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of
the office and asked them to disperse. 'But why?', they
asked, as they moved off. 'Because,' he said, ' I can't
stand chess-nuts boasting in an open foyer.'


7. A woman has twins and gives them up for adoption. One of
them goes to a family in Egypt and is named 'Ahmal.'
The other goes to a family in Spain ; they name him 'Juan.'
Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his birth
mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband
that she wishes she also had a picture of Ahmal. Her husband
responds, 'They're twins! If you've seen Juan, you've seen Ahmal.'


8. These friars were behind on their belfry payments, so they
opened up a small florist shop to raise funds. Since everyone
liked to buy flowers from the men of God, a rival florist across
town thought the competition was unfair. He asked the good
fathers to close down, but they would not. He went back and
begged the friars to close. They ignored him. So, the rival
florist hired Hugh MacTaggart, the roughest and most vicious
thug in town to 'persuade' them to close. Hugh beat the friars
and trashed their store, saying he'd be back if they didn't
close up shop. Terrified, they did so, thereby proving that only
Hugh can prevent florist friars.


9. Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time,
which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He
also ate very little, which made him rather frail, and, with his
odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him ..
(Oh, man, this is so bad, it's good) ..
A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.


10. And finally, there was the person who sent ten different puns
to friends, with the hope that at least one of the puns would
make them laugh. No pun in ten did.

Day 5: Messiah, Isaiah, and Textual Attentions
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Handel's Messiah, written in London in 1741 and performed for the first time in Dublin in Spring 1742, is most frequently sung in part, at Advent. Divided in three parts, the first and second tell of the coming of Jesus and then his passion and resurrection. We can all recognize that famous part that "ends" the Chorus, the 'HALLELUJAH!" part? Well, it is really in the middle of the part II.

But the opening lines are from Isaiah, embedded in a Tenor solo (I'm switching into a diff. translation away from KJV so that the words stand out:)

Isaiah 40

1 Comfort, comfort my people,
says your God.

2 Speak tenderly to Jerusalem,
and proclaim to her
that her hard service has been completed,
that her sin has been paid for,
that she has received from the LORD's hand
double for all her sins.

3 A voice of one calling:
"In the desert prepare
the way for the LORD [a] ;
make straight in the wilderness
a highway for our God. [b]


And then a second solo:




4 Every valley shall be raised up,
every mountain and hill made low;
the rough ground shall become level,
the rugged places a plain.


5 And the glory of the LORD will be revealed,
and all mankind together will see it.
For the mouth of the LORD has spoken."
Video for this chorus here if you want the celebratory part

So the question I want to know: What does Isaiah as a text have to say about what God promises? And is that promise fulfilled with Jesus? What does the New Testament and Paul want with Isaiah?

I will be thinking about this today and if I find anything worth sharing, I'll get back to you on it. ( It is part of some research on my plate at the moment, so it actually COUNTS as degree progress, so no worries about me giving over my day to a little Biblical exegesis.)



*Something stunning happened while researching these videos: I stumbled on a German performance of the Messiah laid out over a script that begins with a funeral and the juxtaposition of the "Glory of the Lord" sung by mourners who have been caught up in the Christian message of it all--the "victory" of death. Except for one guy who comes barreling along with the next solo to throw wide open his rage at the false consolation to show is feelings of betrayal:
"Thus saith the Lord of Hosts: Yet once a little while and I will shake the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land; and I will shake all nations; and the desire of all nations shall come." (Haggai 2:6-7)
If you, like me, got a little sucked in to the German performance and want to follow the libretto (i.e. lyrics) with the unfolding drama, it can be found here. Open a couple of firefox tabs and watch your Saturday disappear!

Day 4: Taking Things Slowly
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Glaciers. They are slow moving, right?

While getting unstuck can make one feel like taking drastic action, there is much to recommend that small actions in the most trying circumstances are what is needed.

The following passage is from a self-help book for women about improving their relationships. Caught in reactive patterns of worry and overthinking, the author cautions that women have taken up so much of the emotional labor of relationships that they begin to believe that they are solely responsible for the success and failure of relationship. What is needed for women is to back off, so to speak. This is not easy: the patterns are rewarding in many ways and deeply socialized. Women may be ambivalent about freedom from the strains of worry, but on the other side of co-dependence and relationship-sabatoging behavior is independence that ends the destructive self-doubt.

The author gives some crucial advice about how to handle the promises made by her book. I think it applies to all self-help books--or any occasion where we want life just to be different or just plain EASIER:


Plodding slowly forward is probably a good idea for us all. If I keep repeating this point, it is because the examples in this book are bound to invite an overly ambitious attitude. I have described changes certain women have made over a period of years, sometimes with the help of therapy, and have condensed these changes in a chapter or even into a page or two. This makes change look too easy, not matter what I say to the contrary. Do remember that courageous acts of change include, and even require, small and manageable new moves, along with inevitable frustrations and derailments. How small (and how frustrating) depends on how hot the issue, how chronic the anxiety, and how entrenched the patterns. Trying to do too much will only give us a great excuse to end up doing nothing at all. Let's look at two brief illustrations of seemingly small moves, which required large amounts of courage.

(From The Dance of Intimacy: A Woman's Guild to Courageous Acts of Change in Key Relationships, by Harriet Lerner, pg 210)

I hold in attention this quest for change--and for acknowledging the courage that it takes to move slowly when the shame of one's behavior is hot and strong. "I don't want to be like this!" I say to myself and so fantasize about fixing my entrenched behaviors in an afternoon or a weekend of intensive re-education. Advent can mean slowing down. And that means also taking change slowly.

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