Friday, February 29, 2008
Maybe the lists we create are too left brained to create a vision other than a linear one. There's a website that describes what visual practitioners do. http://www.ifvp.org Either use the link above or click on the hand drawing the picture of the buffalo to see what can be produced. Doing a point by point list looks hierarchial and if the goal is creating a more indigenous decision-making model, perhaps we have to communicate graphically. Picking and choosing from another tradition may not work if the media is the message. I'm thinking that maybe we'll have to create a better balance in our ability to use both sides of the brain before we can understand one another. The generation that insists on keyboards and refuses to use workbooks because they don't like using pens/pencils are on their way to growing brains that use both sides in a more balanced way.
One of his articles is "Act like a business? Why aim so low?"
"5. We must work with clarity and discipline. Nonprofit arts organizations don't have the luxury of elbowroom; every action must be taken with elegance, intent and openness to learn and improve."
The current situation in the Anglican church feels neither elegant or disciplined. It feels more like a guerrilla war with both sides strategizing and manuevering. Seems to me that when I joined the Anglican Church, I agreed to be part of a hierarchial stucture under the authority of the Bishop. The 1960s are over and guess what - our time of being teenage protestors is long past. We are the establishment. Undermining our institutions and our authority figures is shooting ourselves in the foot because like it or not, we are the matriarchs and patriarchs in our families. We're supposed to hold things together so our children can fight for changes that work better for them while maintaining a legacy for our grandchildren. Type Gen Y into google - guess what. They aren't too impressed with the Baby Boomers. They'd really like us to grow up and stop acting like rebellious teenagers. It's their turn to protest and our turn to maintain a structure for them to reform. We are not the arrows. We are the bow.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
So here's a link telling where things stand today:
Bias, Discrimination, and Obesity - Rebecca Puhl and Kelly D. Brownell
When we drew the circle wider, somehow that wider circle pushed a few of the original people out.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
This is it (click the last colour square as the colour is marine) I added a teeny sheer jacket which basically gives me sheer sleeves. Because feet don't show, Danielle suggested getting ballerina slippers which is a blessing as it's been at least 20 something years since I last put on a pair of heels. So imagine me dancing in the above dress to this music http://youtube.com/watch?v=p8f9LqNSzUw Boyz II Men, Song for Mama.
I'm going to buy a copy of Last Holiday starring Queen Latifah and watch it a lot because the dress demands a much larger personality than comes naturally to me. If Danielle hadn't found this dress, I probably would have been all practical and purchased something navy that would have worked for all occasions - something safe and wallflowerish.
Everyone expects that children will a gift that dramatically transforms one's life. Who knew that twenty-something years later, acquiring children-in-law would open up whole new worlds.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Sherwin Nuland, the surgeon and author, talks about the development of electroshock therapy as a cure for severe, life-threatening depression. Midway through, his story turns personal. It's a moving and deeply felt talk about relief, redemption, second chances.
In the middle 70s, as a student, I observed someone receiving electro-shock therapy. I remember the wall in the room being cold and pressing my body up against it so I wouldn't faint. As a young woman, it was very terrifying to see someone put to sleep and have their muscles temporarily paralyzed thereby losing the ability to say "Stop. I change my mind. I don't want to go through with this." Although no one knew for certain why this treatment might work for depression, it was thought that it worked by making the painful memories inaccessible.
Scott Young posted on this talk because of Nuland's use of a trigger phrase to stop his compulsive thinking and redirect his thoughts in a more productive manner. In his case,"Oh fuck it" was the magic phrase that allowed him to quickly move past a discouragement and concentrate on his positive goals.
I had rather imagined it to be like the movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" but for Nuland it was a second beginning.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
That said, having a speaking vocabulary but not a reading vocabulary is a major problem which requires more thought if dyslexic kids hope to meet their academic potential. I used to think that what was important was having the story line that shapes culture. Renting videos of Shakespearian plays, Dicken's novels, the Bible would keep a dyslexic from falling behind in the area of great ideas. Now I'm thinking that watching the movie version isn't good enough because the movie version doesn't build vocabulary. Life is too short for me to crack open Dickens. I challenge you to pull a Shakespearian play off the book shelf as a test of how many words are no longer in common use. Does it matter? Can you read across academic fields, across cultures? Can you do your own research, ask the right questions, formulate ideas outside your box? If your children choose to only have a speaking vocabulary, is that ok or is that to the brain what choosing not to get off the couch is to the body?
Friday, February 15, 2008
This is the icon for the yahoo group byhandartists. My husband and I belong to a local calligraphy group called Kent Scribes. We're not very good at it but the other members have talent.
Calligraphy is almost meditative and requires hand eye coordination as well as an artistic flair. In our society that worships speed, it takes great discipline to commit yourself to a process that could be done in two minutes using computer fonts. My eyes need training to see and my mind needs focus and that requires the pen rather than the keyboard.
I'm doing a bit of algebra tutoring which is a bit like saying I'm a fish explaining to a baby bird how to fly. What I know about algebra could fit into a thimble with plenty of space to spare but if I know the answer, I can see which rule wasn't followed. Because I'm not a math person and because I have to sit there in case there's a problem that needs analyzing, I sometimes sound a touch angry or annoyed or whatever. So I'm thinking if I use the math time to work on calligraphy, it will center me and make the math process for pleasant for both of us.
No, I'm not taking up bicycling. Personally I'd be the first to buy a military tank as my family vehicle of choice. My favourite medical area is neurology which leads to total paranoia about anything that could cause a head injury.
Actually, I'm trying to get myself organized enough to get back to T'ai Chi and line dancing which I know I like and when the icy/snowy stuff disappears, doing a daily variable intensity walk. Any dancing is fun as far as I'm concerned - even dancing with my Christmas Santa.
John has a personal trainer. David and Peter are walking every day. Stephen has dog walking, walking to Tim Hortons and his gardening. Paula and Danielle go to the gym semi-regularly. Even the dog and the cat trimmed down while I was Nova Scotia. Maybe it's time for the one who looks like the picture to do something about that back view.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
The last few days of my time in Halifax, I think I came close. Of course, we are talking about the last few days of a month out of my environment. I was in something that resembled a hotel suite. There was the bedroom with tv, a bathroom, a study area, a kitchenette area, a table with a couple of chairs and a sitting room area with a little foyer. I was given a meal card and could choose anything I liked and ate in a formal dining room.
I've been home for 4 nights but I wake up every morning thinking I'm still in that suite. When I fall asleep, my subconscious goes to that world where I had no responsibilities and was totally provided for. Before I lived my life during the daytime and then relived whatever stressed me all over again in my sleep. So I'm wondering how long this lasts. How long will my subconscious live at night in this brief space where life was simple? I have a feeling that the room was designed expressly for this purpose as the people who normally stay there have extremely weighty responsibilities and lots of memories that are rugged. It's a healing space and a working space for those who cannot fall, for those who cannot quit, for those who soldier on.
I can't guarantee it would work with me as I'm a legendary procrastinator but it would make me feel even more of a cad than I usually do about not getting something done.
Source: "Post-It® Note Persuasion: A Sticky Influence" by Randy Garner. Journal of Consumer Psychology, 2005. Click here and then click "Chicago GSB" to obtain a PDF of the full report.