Monday, April 15, 2013

On the Move

[excerpt from a journal entry 4/11/13]


Moving.

 From the moment we enter this life, one of the sure signs we are alive is that we are moving. We are breathing, and that's movement. We cry, and that's movement. We suckle at our mother's bosom to receive nourishment, and that's movement. In short, movement indicates life. Movement is a form of self-expression in some fashion.

 According to , the definition of "move" is as follows:
Merriam-Webster

MOVE
* verb: Go in a specified direction or manner; change position
* noun: A change of place or position
synonyms: stir, shift, movement, notion, step, action

  Movement is a sign of life. It's also the means by which we progress. If we are progressing, that implies movement - forward, in a good (even right) direction. If we aren't progressing, we remain stagnant. In stagnation, we cannot move forward. Stagnation is different than stillness. Stillness is where we take time to pause; to reflect, pray, evaluate and plan, then action. So, stillness helps propel us toward action,. After we have figured out what to do, we take steps toward making that "plan" happen.

 As author, William Gibson once said: "We see in order to move; we move in order to see."

 Typically, when I talk about movement, I am thinking of dance/choreography/dance therapy. Movement is not only about dance, per se. It's about our body language. personal progression, our intentions and how we go about manifesting those intentions. Movement is the intricate way in which we interact with others, even our Higher Power; the natural energy that attracts us to others (or, in other words, the ebbs and flows of our relationships). It's our personal power and energy in relationship to nature. (After all, everything has an energy source because matter cannot be destroyed. Therefore energy vibrations - even from emotions - are given/received from all that's within and around us.)   

  Movement is consciousness. Thoughts are fluid, therefore they move. They have rhythm and energy. Movement is growth. As humans, we are constantly evolving into (hopefully) a better version of ourselves, and this is best achieved through conscious thought and effort.

 In the words of author, Aldous Huxley: "Conscious is only possible through movement. Change is only possible through movement."

 This reminds me of something a very dear friend shared a few years ago. To paraphrase: sometimes we stay in the same situation even if it's not the best for us because it's familiar, and it's scary to go outside of our comfort zone.

 That said, the word "being" - as a noun and verb - implies movement. If we not growing as beings, we cease to move forward. As "glorified motion sensors", we must move (progress/change/evolve) so as to live. Even in stillness, when we "reboot", we are never motion-less.

 Author Haruki Murakami sums it up best: "I move, therefore I am"

 So, perhaps it isn't such a bad "thing" that I am moving to Pennsylvania in 18 days.

 Maybe when I get there, I'll become passionate and actively involved with movement again (as in "dance").

Thursday, April 11, 2013

In My Mind's Eye


[excerpt from a journal entry dated 4/5/13]

   If I could feel calm and serene, with the idyllic juices flowing, I would start listing all that I want to fearlessly try when arriving in Pennsylvania.

   I hope the air is crisp and delicious as it was when in Upstate New York last November. I hope there is a crowd of green trees and singing birds and dancing waters nearby, too, like when in Upstate. I hope there's enough quiet to capture inspiration and artistic energy, and enough good, kind people to laugh with, serve, and learn from... I hope there is an abundance of sheer loveliness, and that miracles await. I hope there is sunshine there that will rise within my soul, music to produce images of movements to create, and wings to draw me both closer to God and to my dear friends whom I love, and to other [more] loves.... And I hope for peace, balance, harmony, love and joy that's both lasting and palpable in every sense.

  I like to visualize myself in a dance studio actively again, and being as dedicated to my health as I was when dancing regularly. I like to visualize conversing with and "hanging out" with inspiring, intelligent people
enjoying art, philosophy, psychology, food, spirituality and silliness. I like to visualize jogging serenely and effortlessly with Jacob [my doggie], and doing yoga. I like to picture taking a drive through historical sites, with the windows rolled down, and taking incredible photographs. I like to visualize writing in my journal, unabashedly - writing anything anything from spiritual epiphanies, to choreography notes to create dances, random lovelies and musings, to food reviews and art critiques. I like to picture a couple of my very dearest friends coming to visit me in Pennsylvania, where I would treat them individually to everything good and delightful PA has to offer.... I like to visualize life in Pennsylvania to be a daily spring-ness/summer-ness; to feel as though I'm dancing, painting, laughing, loving, and living in perpetual awe and glee.

 Truthfully, this is how I rather look at this move. I no longer want to even think about the logistics of finances, and endless "to do" lists (other than the fun and "dream" to-do's), or "what ifs" that are vague and heavy and dark.

 When I first moved to Utah, I was wide-eyed, easy-going and didn't worry about how it would all pan out; I knew that I had at least one good friend and it felt right, so I "just did it". When I arrived that summer, I was silly and spontaneous, outgoing and adventuresome. Naturally, "real life" set in and I have - years later - learned much (ideally). Regardless, there should be some free spirited-ness lenses to which I can apply while looking at this new "big move".

  If I could dance into that cheerful, pleasant sphere now, I would.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Taking a Break from Moving Worries

[excerpt from a journal entry dated 4/2/13]


  This morning, I woke up calm. Thankfully. (At least significantly calmer than when I went to bed last night).

  Suddenly, the memory of a painting entitled "He Anointed the Eyes of the Blind Man" has come to mind. I received a 5X7 print of this painting as an Easter gift six years ago from my then visiting teacher. On the back of the print she wrote:
"I know we are so much better than we think we are, and the Lord is just waiting to show us who we are..."

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  [a few hours later]

When driving to work this morning, I was thinking about the aforementioned painting and applying it to this moving-to-Pennsylvania situation. The following words floating through my mind repeatedly:

Lord, open my eyes and show me the way because I can't see how this is supposed to work.

On the way to work, the song by Simon and Garfunkel came on the radio; "When you're weary [...] I'll dry your tears [...] like a bridge over troubled water."

Thought, I had to turn it down to answer a phone call and pick up my medicine at the drive through window,  I heard just enough of the song so as to smile. And, in that, I decided to take a break from worrying excessively about the moving logistics and focus on the positives of Pennsylvania, in general. 

 That said, here are some fun, fascinating facts about Pennsylvania:

- Drake Well Museum in Titusville, PA is located on the very site were Edwin L. Drake drilled the world's first oil well in 1859, thus launching the modern petroleum industry. (Just had to enter a Drake reference)

- In Hazelton, PA there's a law prohibiting an instructor from sipping a carbonated drink while lectruing.

- Betsy Ross sewed the first American flag in Philadelphia.

- The first car service station was built in Pittsburgh in 1913.

- The first baseball stadium was built in Pittsburgh in 1909.

- The "Crossing of the Delaware" is reenacted every Christmas Day.

- The first public zoo was established in Philadelphia by Benjamin Franklin in 1776.

- Philadelphia was once the U.S. Capitol.

- The first Little League World Series was held in Williamsport, PA in 1949.

- Pennsylvania was the named after its founder, William Penn.

- The largest number of Welch's Grapes produced is along "Grape Coast" Pennsylvania.

- In 1778, a 700 wagon caravan took Liberty Bell to Philadelphia.

- Fairmount Park in Philadelphia is the largest city part - 8,000 acres.

- The first daily newspaper was published in Philadelphia on 9/21/1784.

- Philadelphia is the site where the first Presidential home was built.

- Dr. George Holtzapple created the first oxygen tank in Loganville, PA in 1885.

- Johann Behrent of Philadelphia built the first piano forte in 1775.

- Pennsylvania's motto is "Virtue. Liberty. Independence."

- The highest point of PA is Mt. Davis in Somerset Country where Flight 93 crashed on 9/11/01.

- The Christmas tree capital of the world is Indiana County, PA.

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So, essentially, one of the ways I find that painting depicting the Savior healing a blind man applicable to "the move", is that sometimes I need Him to help me see things in a different way - or with new eyes, per se. Sometimes I am akin to that blind man in painting; unable to see clearly, the face of God. And I need to humble myself; to fall to my knees pleading - knowing that He can and will heal me - for His help. Then, graciously thank Him for His mercy; thank Him for opening my eyes so as to see clearly both His hand in my life in which direction He would have me go...

("I'll go where you want me to go, dear Lord"... Gotta love it when lines from hymns come to mind suddenly)

Monday, April 8, 2013

Closing My Eyes to See

[excerpt from a journal entry dated 3/28/13]

   One gorgeous Spring day calls for another.

I love Spring! I live for the beautiful, sunny, warm (with a light breeze), blue skies. I love waking up to the birds chirping gleefully and melodically. I love seeing the brightness of vibrant and varied colors seen through the trees, flowers, grass, and - everything that Spring brings. Honestly, it appears that the mountains reach higher towards the heavens as do the trees, and all living creatures are happier on lovely sunny, sweet days like this...

Now, if only moving preparations weren't robbing me of my sanity, and my ability to think clearly. It's as if I'm running in a wind tunnel. I am expending a considerable amount of energy but not really getting anywhere, all the while my hair and clothes are disheveled and I can hardly catch my breath. Everyone around me must think I've lost my mind. Who knows, perhaps I have...

Interestingly, everything about "the move" is a Catch 22, as it were... which is mildly comical. It's still the right decision, I believe. It's just not "straight shot", or "smooth sailing", rather, however, most scenarios in life aren't one slick, seamless process. And, as the scriptures and prophets say - there's opposition in all things. Oh! Suddenly, I am reminded of something Jeffrey R. Holland once said; if you have prayed about it, and received confirmation - keep the course. (This is, of course, paraphrased).

If only these "Catch 22s" didn't perplex me in such a way that I doubt myself.

I need to mediate.

Where's my Tranquility CD or my Reiki CD?

Seriously, who did I lend those to...?

I need to find a lovely, quiet, soothing spot, play one of those CDs, and sit in the warm sun, with my eyes closed - and really endeavor to listen to specific instructions Heavenly Father has for me in this situation.

It's interesting that I feel the need to close my eyes to have my eyes opened, and thus be able to see every aspect of "the move" (and what exactly to do) more clearly. 

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Pennings on Pennsylvania

Dear Friends,

As most of you know, I will be moving Back East from the Great Beehive State - very soon.

So, it's the perfect time to resurrect my sorely neglected (and nearly forgotten) personal blog. I hope it will serve as both a chronicling of my traveling adventures, and a way to keep in touch with friends both near and far.

That said, please feel free to leave comments with your advice, tips, quips, and any other witty words. I would love to "hear" from you!

And "thank you" for a wonderful 15 years in the 801 area code. I'll be sure to visit.

All the best,
Danielle

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Well, welcome to Grad school

   So, it's Sunday - the perfect day to share a recent paper I wrote for graduate school. The topic given was: Is man inherently good or evil? To answer this prompt, we were instructed to utilize concepts recently discussed in class, and explore the concept of beliefs, morals and values, and reference philosophers/theorists/psychologists mentioned in relevant class readings.

 Sure. No problem. I love writing. And I enjoy researching philosophy, religion, and psychology. So, I began voraciously pouring over class discussion posts, recent reading assignments, and checked out a few additional books to cross-reference. I spent a considerable amount of time on this paper - mostly because the original version was exceedingly longer than the prescribed word count limit thus requiring mass editing. Sure. No problem. I was a professional editor for a marketing company several years ago.

When I finally submitted this paper, confident that it would garner a high-scoring grade as my undergraduate papers did, a sense of satisfaction came over me. The previous two papers I submitted for this class were a bit under my personal standard of perfectionism, mostly due to the adjustment of managing my new life as a graduate student [then] working two jobs. But, they were decent. Yet, this paper...This paper was supposed to be pretty good.

At least, that was my hope.

Alas, my professor disagreed. What I thought would be an "A" paper turned out to be a "C+" paper. Ouch! Needless to say, I was disappointed - not just because I'm a perfectionist, rather because she did not provide feedback as to why the paper was only "C+". And I'm still somewhat unsure as to why the paper fell below the mark as a sub-par piece of work.

Perhaps, I can shamelessly solicit your feedback (assuming anyone ever reads this blog). It's Sunday, yes, but the paper discusses religious topic[s]. ;) I would love to hear what your thoughts are on the quality of the paper, any suggestions for improvement, and any words of encouragement as I start hitting the grad school ground running again on Monday. :)

Please and thank you, in advance.

Enjoy.

(Note: the pictures featured here, on this blog post, were NOT included as part of my paper. just so you know. I included them here to break up the monotony of text.)

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Is Man Inherently Good or Evil?
By Danielle W.
Psych 505
Copyright 2011

                                                       What are Beliefs, Morals and Values?
To discuss human propensity for good or evil, it is imperative that a foundation for defining morals, values, and beliefs be established. Morals are interlocking sets of values (what one deems important), virtues, norms, practices, identities, and evolved psychological mechanisms that work together to suppress or regulate selfishness and make social life possible. Values and morals together form one’s beliefs which have been influenced by family traditions, customs, religion, environment and other life experiences, and function as a guiding principle for how one conducts daily life.

Early Philosophical/Religious Influences
            The question as to whether man is inherently good or evil has been hotly debated for centuries by theologians, philosophers, and politicians alike. From the early Greek philosophers to early Roman Catholic influence which lead to the eventual Reformation, and later to the Enlightenment to modern-day humanism, the concept of identifying the nature of man in hopes of providing a sense of understanding into both human thought and action, is one that continually endures. Ideas may modify and change through the centuries, but the initial motive remains fundamentally same. To answer: Why do men do what they do? [What is the nature of man?] From where did we come? And what is our purpose?  
Aristotle teaching Plato
 That said, it is nearly impossible, if not illogical, to attempt to explore this without examining both philosophy and religion throughout recorded history. Perhaps, the earliest influences on the subject are the prolific ancient Greek philosophers such as Aristotle who explored this notion at length. Aristotle was, by modern definition, a rationalist.  He, along with other non-Christian philosophers, essentially believed that reality is explainable in rational terms through physical evidence and deductive reasoning – which, in turn, was the only way one could both obtain and increase knowledge. (Schaeffer, 145).  Furthermore, while acknowledging that man is finite in nature, he alone is capable of discerning what is true and false, and “right” or “wrong”, thus determining his own universalities. It was thought that the most important focus for man was man himself, which would ideally create a sense of universal knowledge about the physical world (because rationalists believe[d] that only the physical world exists). This, in turn, gave man power over their natural desires and their fate. However, Aristotle believed that, despite this freedom of choice, it was only available to certain individuals – upper class Greek adult men like himself. With this, even still, human affairs were neither wholly understandable nor explainable. He did, however, believe that our choices were based on – and consistent with - past experiences and habits. (Journal of Religion and Health, 126). And that our two governing principles – desire and reason – were often in conflict. Reasoning was of paramount importance.
Kant
            Interestingly, another well-known Greek philosopher, Socrates, believed similarly that men had the ability to discern “good” from “evil”, but took on a more spiritual tone. For instance, Socrates would not say that a good deed was good simply because the gods deemed it as such; rather it was good because it benefited both the person who did it and the people unto whom the good deed was done. Socrates believed in the notion of moral virtue, and whether it was either taught or inherent. He implied that wisdom was good and ignorance bad (Journal of Religion and Health, 126) but also taught his students that man knew right from wrong but forgot this knowledge at birth and had to be re-taught. Essentially, Socrates taught that man’s conscious was above the law (“free will”), which, unfortunately, led to his eventual death sentence under Athenian order. Even German philosopher Immanuel Kant centuries later endorsed the idea of “free will”. While Kant generally deemed good and evil in more absolutist terms; for example, certain acts such as adultery, murder, and theft are universally evil, he did, however, believe that both virtue [good] and malevolence [evil] (Journal of Religion and Health, 126) lay within an individual’s ability to choose. He, like Aristotle, believed that the basis of all human actions was reasoning; therefore, every choice and action had consequences.
Painting of Christ entitled "Bible Stories"
   Thus, when speaking in terms of what is deemed good or evil, it only makes sense to examine early religious writings and practices and how those ideologies have enduring influences on modern-day thoughts of what is moral [good] and immoral [evil]. Perhaps, the two historically most influential religions were Judaism and Christianity. Early Judaism lent itself to many of the early Christian theologies. Thus, the two religions paralleled each other in several aspects. Eventually, these two religions polarized, however, and Christianity became, in essence, the so-called dominant religion influencing much of papal and political thinking and policies through Europe – and abroad. Two of the first influential men on early Christianity (after the time of Christ) were Augustine and Pelagius. Augustine believed that free will was responsible for sin because it implied one’s ability to do evil, whereas Pelagius rejected this notion believing that, based on the teachings of Christ, people have the capacity to choose; that God would not establish laws or commandments that men were inherently unable to follow because he was, by nature, “bad”. Man has both good and evil in him, hence the ability to choose whether or not to follow God. Furthermore, Pelagius believed that sin was not the result of human weakness; rather man’s agency, thus making man autonomous. This was rejected by the early Roman Catholic Church because it was thought that Pelagius did not fully recognize the importance or the need of grace or salvation, focusing more on humanity’s ability to choose allegedly trumped the power of God.  Incidentally, despite being “damned” as a heretic by Roman Catholicism, many of Pelagius’ thoughts have transcended both time and theology; the Reformation, the Humanism of the Renaissance, the Enlightenment and modern Liberalism – and even major Christian denominations and other religious sects echo remnant ideas akin to what Pelagius proposed centuries prior. (Appleton, 1911). Regardless of the religion, it can be said that there is a shared belief that man has the ability to choose for himself how to act. This is not a revolutionary concept, after all the Bible states: “The commandments that I lay on you this day is not difficult for you…today I offer you the choice of life and good, or death and evil” (Deuteronomy 30:11-15, NKJV). 

Societal/Cultural Views
  The influence of religion on societies and cultures cannot be understated. Regardless of what the major religious affiliation is in a certain region, its historical roots inevitably play an influential part in the cultural fabric of society. Moreover, the concept that people have an innate right to choose for themselves, what is good or bad. We are responsible for our own actions and the consequences of those actions. For instance, in the United States, where freedom of religion is not only touted but practiced, and the separation of church and state is vehemently argued and defended. The fact remains that there are certain standards of “moral” and “immoral” behavior within our society, much of which has been inherited from early religious tenets.  It is universally agreed upon that murder, theft, rape and lying immoral behavior, and even punishable by societal laws. Conversely, characteristics of honesty, charity, trustworthiness, loyalty, and hard work are “good” qualities. This can be said to be in some other societies, as well. Generally, humans, as a whole, tend to agree on certain aspects of what is considered evil behavior versus good behavior. How those actions are interpreted (i.e., punishment for crimes, rewards of freedom for upholding the law), may vastly differ from one society to another, but the premise remains the same. People have the ability to choose their actions, whether they be “right” or “wrong”, and, in turn, are accountable accordingly.
Nietzche
                 That said, despite human tendency to compartmentalize; to say that good and bad behaviors are mutually exclusive is to not only over simplify, but to forget that the two are connected. Even in Biblical times, “good and evil were viewed as connected [because] every person possesses the ability to do either […] According to the Bible, good is not just a value” it was a way of life; it was an active choice to follow a higher standard – or, in this instance, God’s law. Yet, even that is up for interpretation. Even Fredrick Nietzche believe that good and evil  were relative; that those who are good deemed themselves as such by conforming to the so-called “norm”, while those labeled as bad are those who went against the grain. In other words, societal definitions of good and evil, though laced with theological and philosophical hand-me-downs, are, essentially determined by its leaders based on its cultural values which can change as the society evolves (Journal of Religion and Health, 134).  

Psychological Theories
Alas, even psychology cannot fully explain one’s propensity or capacity to perform good or evil acts. While many theorists such as Piaget and Karen Horney, discuss the subject of morality, it can be said that choosing good is not merely part of one’s genetic code, but based on teaching and experiences. People have the capacity to both good and bad for reasons that may, on the outside, defy reason. However, Sigmund Freud, like Aristotle, believed desires tended to override one’s ability to reason; therefore we must learn to how to consciously avoid the prior from overriding the latter.

Is Man Good or Evil?
Summarily, to answer the question: Is man good or evil, the answer is – both. Humans are complex individuals, and good and evil are not black and white. The human experience lends itself to much gray – as we have both good and bad habits. There are myriad factors that play into both human biology and the human experience – whether it is religious teachings, parenting, education, psychological well-being, or cultural/societal influences. In truth, each of these factors impact someone’s ideas and actions. Lest we not forget – one’s ability to choose what is right or wrong is a significant piece of the puzzle. These ideas may change overtime, but the fundamental measure if a person is good or bad is probably best assessed by both their intentions and their actions. Because, again, humans are capable of both good and evil – some more so than others, but we all possess such tendencies nonetheless.

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Saturday, January 21, 2012

Handful of Dust

    (originally drafted 1/17/12)


 I remember this day, 17 years ago, very clearly - so clearly as if it were a running film feed playing automatically on the television displayed in the patient waiting room of the local hospital. Alas, it isn't merely some video; rather, it is real. The reality is that 17 years ago today, momma went from a radiant, vibrant, intelligent, vessel of abundant goodness to a mere handful of dust.

 Her friends and coworkers, even some individuals with whom I've been in contact years later who have heard the story, have inquired as to why momma chose to be cremated rather than buried. Well, my first response has always been: Because that's what she requested! This is then usually followed up with another question: "Why didn't she have a funeral or an obituary?" Again, because mom specifically asked that no fuss be made when she passed away; it's what she requested.

And so I honor[ed] it.

 In the years since then, I have done (and continue to do) what's within my capability to pay tribute to mom life, and focus more on the fact she lived. After all, that's what she would have wanted. She was such a simple, humble soul, that having any sort of pomp and circumstance dwelling on her passing would not be her "style", so to speak. I have had moments when the thought of having a gravestone close by to visit may be nice, so I can visit and contemplate and try to "channel" her energy, so to speak, with regard to particularly arduous situations/experiences.

And that's when I realize being close to momma is not necessarily about proximity (though, it would certainly be wonderful to have that), nor do I need a grave marker to visit to feel closer to her...

What I love about the Gospel (and what attracted me to investigate in the first place) is the concept of Eternal Life. Many religions purport the concept - or at least part of the concept - that death is merely a stage along the way, and that our souls continue to exist beyond the grave. Yet, the Gospel tenets teach that our soul and body are not mutually exclusive. We, beyond the veil, shall have our soul (spirit) be one with our body again in the eternities. And, it won't simply be a body, but a perfected body.

So, while momma's cancer-ravaged body has since been reduced to a velvety gray handful of dust that slipped through my fingers, onto and around the smallest pine tree growing up through the snow-capped mountains of Green Valley Falls, on January 17, 1995.... her unceasingly influential and inspiring spirit will have a healthy, perfect body again on that Triumphant Day.

And knowing this makes me vastly more appreciative for a body that is now, unlike last January, is healthier. And that my spirit is a bit better than it was last January, too. And that, for the most part, the two are working together as a team. Which is a blessing.

Alas, I digress.

Back to the "handful of dust" reference.

So, yes, mom was cremated and I spread her ashes around fledgling pine tree 17 years ago today. I still remember this so clearly. My father, of all people, had come from Hawaii upon my request, and drove my mom's gray Pontiac GrandAm up the windy-twisty mountains to Green Valley Falls. I had wondered why mom requested to have her ashes spread there, but as soon as we arrived it was clear. It looked like a snapshot from her childhood home in Pulaski. There were evergreens and snow everywhere. I walked a few yards and found a tiny, baby pine tree in the midst of towering, majestic pines, and thought: Here, here it is. I can circle this tree with your ashes, and your ashes will help it grow, and then you can grow all over again with this tree - always 'green', always living, and always giving me the air that I breathe [trees give us oxygen, ya know]... Even in death, you'll be living.

So, when my graveyard shift ended at 9:13 a.m. this morning (ironically, the time I was born), I remembered that there's a tree I planted back in April 2003 (April is mom's birth month) in a neighboring park as part of a local cancer awareness endeavor. I walked the mile from my place of work to this park to find that, indeed, my tree was still there - so much taller than it was when it was originally planted as a fledgling nearly nine years prior. And it still has the original accompanied plaque that bears mommy's (and others') name. The tree was - and is - strong, sturdy, and still standing...

I stood there at the base of this tree, and smiled. Then, realizing the bus home would be coming shortly, I blew a kiss and said softly: "I love you, mom. I miss you."

The bus came within seconds, literally, and I thought how interesting; how fortuitous of my teenage self to say back then: "even in death, you'll be living" (especially not having the Gospel in my life then) because it is so true. To this day, 17 years after her passing, mom lives. Within me. 

And because of that, mom will never be a mere handful of dust...A Handful Of Dust (Album Version)

I so deeply wish that those dearest to me could have known mom, but that's an opportunity the next life will bring, I hope... Until then, I like to think mom helps bless not only my life, but theirs as well. After all, that would be so in sync with what she did so often when she was alive on Earth.


the way the sunlight is shining through the trees, in this picture I took two years ago, seems fitting for this post