“Notice”

“The most tragic thing in the world is a man of genius who is not a man of honor.”
–George Bernard Shaw

“We live thick and are in each other’s way, and stumble over one another, and I think we thus lose some respect for one another.”
–Henry David Thoreau

I stopped by Goodwill to drop off donations yesterday. After stepping inside to look for a blender, I started the short trek back to my car. I happened to notice a lady with a cart, and within the metal frame rested two pictures and a large bench. I honestly don’t know why, but I asked if she might like assistance loading it into her vehicle. She obliged my request, and I lifted and loaded the bulky object into the backseat. Furthermore, I told her I would return the cart to the store. She thanked me for my hospitality and drove away. I remember a similar scene in Gran Torino (2008). Clint Eastwood shines once again in his portrayal of Walt Kowalski, a Korean War veteran struggling to find identity in light of his wife’s death. Always angry, Walt abhors the way adolescents (including his grandchildren) fail to exhibit simple kindness. Ironic, when one ponders Kowalski’s character; he is quick to criticize and intentionally insulates himself from others. In one scene, however, Walt sits on his porch and notices a neighbor across the street drop a bag of groceries. Three boys walk by and scoff. A teenager who lives next door walks over and starts picking up food. Surprised, Walt produces affirmation in facial expression, even if it is a smirk.

This young man, Thao, represents a turn of the prism on the subject of nobility: chivalry. Framed in terms of knights, this word denotes one’s character, conduct towards others. Consider the words of Kenelm Henry Digby in his work The Broad Stone of Honour: “Chivalry is only a name for that general spirit or state of mind which disposes men to heroic and generous actions, and keeps them conversant with all that is beautiful and sublime in the intellectual and moral world.” Digby notes two points in this thought. First, “conversation” with society is always taking place. In other words, the chivalrous are aware of others in the grocery store, the gas station, the theater, the church. Second, disposition is the will to act, to step into valor and extend goodness. I checked out How We Decide by Jonah Lehrer from the library today, and will undoubtedly find it intriguing to study the way the mind makes decisions. Regarding chivalry, why is this disposition evident in some, absent in others? Is it upbringing, the impact of friends and colleagues, both? A student of marketing, my intellectual appetite on cognitive buying behavior is unending; however, selling a consumer Pepsi and jumping into a subway track to rescue a fallen stranger are highly distinct in scope. A marketing director studies trends and conducts focus groups; a normal citizen makes a snap judgment to act.

Choosing to act, to exhibit chivalry, is underscored in the Scriptures. Jesus shares a story on a man roughed up by robbers.  Before he starts, an expert wishes to know what one must do to receive eternal life. Jesus redirects the man to the Law of Moses. He replies, in short, “Love God fully. Love others (a neighbor) fully.” Jesus affirms his reply, but the man wishes to clarify: “Who is my neighbor?” In the story, the maimed man is overlooked by both a priest and Levite. A Samaritan (societal outcast) is the one who drops to a knee to bandage wounds. He places the man on his donkey and takes him to a local inn, telling the owner all the man’s charges will be paid in full. Jesus asks all which respondent is the neighbor. The response? The one who extends mercy, who extends chivalry. A minister I listen to on Sundays made a good tongue-in-cheek remark regarding this story. Jesus closes his story with this word: “Go and do likewise.” The minister closes with this word: “Get off your donkey.” The directive is clear.

According to Scott Farrell (chivalrytoday.com), “The code of chivalry is, at its heart, simply a handbook for good conduct.” Furthermore, he notes on his site the Seven Knightly Virtues, character traits the daring fully exhibit: courage, justice, mercy, generosity, faith, nobility and hope. Oddly enough, one can discover the aforementioned virtues in the Scriptures too. The phrase “knight in shining armor” is consistently used in conjunction with the word chivalry, but the invite to live like a knight is available to all people. Like the Goodwill moment I noted earlier, the decision to focus and press into goodness is a decision all sporadically face. I stepped out of the theater tonight from a viewing of Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen (2009). One takeaway thought from this film is the way Sam is unable to resume a “normal” life; starting college is interrupted by a violent rise of the Decepticon race. Summoned by Optimus Prime, Sam reluctantly heeds the call to play a role once again in this cosmic struggle. Disappointed, Optimus states, “Fate rarely calls upon us at a moment of our choosing.” In the unfolding scenes, however, Sam recognizes his role to play, the significance of his life. In turn, he embraces chivalry, daring to place himself in harm’s way for the sake of his parents, girlfriend and Autobots who fight by his side for good.

I wonder about my ancestry from time to time. Although I have shared conversations with my grandmother, I’m always intrigued with the possibility of going deeper, undertaking thorough research on descendants. A close friend has a family coat of arms in his living room. Does honor run through my lineage, nobility, chivalry? A character boost undoubtedly rises when one discovers honor within the family tree. In A Knight’s Tale (2001), William (Heath Ledger) discovers rank will not constrain his dreams. Like William Wallace of Scotland, this William (of England), outside the noble class, rises to prominence through jousting. In the process, he provides for his friends through winnings and discovers true honor by intentionally losing for the lady he loves. Furthermore, he discovers he is a knight, a knight of ancient lineage. In fact, the process of knighting citizens continues today in England. From actors to teachers, scientists to industrialists, citizens can receive this prestigious honor by making significant contributions to society.

When I reflect on chivalry, heroism is a presence I notice. And this is a return to Walt Kowalski in Gran Torino. After inadvertently rescuing Thao from his cousin, sadly tied into a local gang, Walt becomes “a hero to the neighborhood.” Residents begin bringing flowers and food. Initially spurning the gifts, Walt reluctantly embraces the generosity of others. In fact, the unfolding scenes reveal a man watching out for the teenagers he has befriended that live next door. Tensions escalate and physical violence results. In a remarkable character transformation, Walt embraces redemption, heroism, nobility, chivalry. In Korea, he received a medal for bravery; unfortunately, he is unable to embrace this honor. But in the final moments of the film, he becomes the man he has suppressed much of his life. In the words of Charles Kingsley, “The age of chivalry is never past, so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.” Based on this thought, moments to exhibit this knightly quality will be available every day to come. In short, scope out moments to remind others goodness exists, generosity exists, the ability to surprise exists. Long live chivalry.

Notes:

Digby, Kenelm Henry. The Broad Stone of Honour.
Charleston: BiblioLife, 2009, 109.

“Knighthoods.” The British Monarchy. 2009. 6.30.09
http://www.royal.gov.uk/MonarchUK/Honours/Knighthoods.aspx

“Poise”

“Put a grain of boldness into everything you do.”
–Baltasar Gracian

“The saints are the sinners who keep on trying.”
–Robert Louis Stevenson

In Braveheart (1995), William Wallace initiates a discussion with Robert the Bruce, a contender for king over Scotland. Engaged in war with England, Wallace defines his life by unflinching persistence on the battlefield in a brutish hell. Robert struggles to embrace his role in the conflict too. During this particular exchange of words, Robert says the noble class is necessary for the country’s identity. William responds like this: “Now tell me, what does that mean to be noble? Your title gives you claim to the throne of our country, but men don’t follow titles, they follow courage.” It’s intriguing to note Robert say he is “not a coward” in his next breath, but his actions later in the film undoubtedly refute this affirmation. Betraying Wallace, Robert yields to the king of England. In spite of this, he finally embraces the role of directing a motivated army, a country, into freedom. Nobility is generally framed in terms of class order. In other words, nobles hold high rank in society, own large tracts of land, possess money and ride in good company. I believe, however, living noble takes a new form today, defined largely by attitude, strength of character. In the words of Walter Lippmann, “Between ourselves and our real natures we interpose that wax figure of idealizations and selections which we call our character.”

In the Scriptures, I find this remark: “No longer will the fool be called noble nor the scoundrel be highly respected.” Scoundrel is a word I don’t hear much, but when it is uttered, I recall Han Solo in Star Wars (1977). Perfectly played by Harrison Ford, Solo makes money by smuggling cargo and winning card games. But he is also marked by a prideful tongue too. He shares his mind bluntly, apologizing only if necessary. Despised early by all, Solo undergoes a significant transformation, growing in character. In episode IV he joins the rebels to destroy the death star; in VI he is willing to walk away from Leia without anger, smugness. He discovers, however, Luke is Leia’s brother, and locks lips with his love. The films reveal a disrespected scoundrel changing into a humble warrior. The Scriptures note this marked man three sentences later: “The noble man makes noble plans, and by noble deeds he stands.” A meditation on this comment reveals a truth, a principle the noble strive to live by: plans precede deeds. In other words, a vision is acquired through persistence, initiative, boldness, a willingness to risk, fail, succeed.

When I study the word noble, a closer look reveals a man through letter change: Alfred Nobel, a scientist, author, entrepreneur and inventor. People know the man by the prize he formed with his will, but few remember he also invented dynamite. In fact, this invention would be used effectively for war, not peace, the hope Nobel envisioned. To reacquire honor, Nobel started the prize for noble advancements. Prizes are awarded in physics, chemistry, medicine, literature, economics and peace. Recent winners include Al Gore (peace), Paul Krugman (economics), Muhammad Yunus and Grameen Bank (peace) and Doris Lessing (literature). One can easily declare peace the most significant, but all categories are worthy of consideration. Honor surrounds this accolade, and winners create possibility, the possibility this world can be revised, tinkered, shaped for the good of all people. In short, I believe all advance peace in a unique way. Jesus shares a thought on this subject: “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons (and daughters) of God” (brackets mine). Nobel, discontent with the thought of his legacy, made a noble (honorable) decision to inspire others, invite others to harness creative and intellectual capital for global significance.

I shared lunch with a close friend today. A mentor too, I asked for his counsel on the subject of personal finance and work. I internalized his wisdom. I wonder why asking another for help is usually dismissed today. Pride plays a role; is it simply masking egotism, arrogance? I remember Tim’s unwillingness to ask for directions in a humorous Home Improvement episode. Ignoring the directions to a church, his confidence takes him in circles. He receives guidance from a police officer and store clerk, only to discover his incompetence brings him to the same gas station once more. Solomon, author of Proverbs, writes, “When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom.” Tim is humbled in this experience, but he becomes wiser. I asked family and friends for help in 2008, a year marked by difficulty. I suppose shame or guilt inhibits one’s willingness to make a phone call. Choosing to rise above this state of mind, however, is one more way to live noble. In fact, this is why I find the presence of grace so stirring, so remarkable, so startling. I define it like this: “unmerited favor.” Grace is giving away money or service with no thought of recompense. Grace is noble. Bo Lozoff frames it better: “We’re all stumbling towards the light with varying degrees of grace at any given moment.”

I thumbed through the Wikipedia entry on the word noble moments ago, and discovered another entry at the bottom of the page: gentleman. Oddly enough, this word once denoted a person’s social order too. But like the word noble, I believe a man can exhibit this persona in attitude, character. A search on Amazon yields numerous books on this subject by author and etiquette expert John Bridges: How to be a Gentleman, As a Gentleman Would Say and A Gentleman Gets Dressed Up. On his website (johnbridges.com), John reveals simple but remarkable principles. Consider this one: “A gentleman admits when he is wrong.” Seemingly obvious wisdom, but it returns me to Tim Taylor (and numerous men altogether) on the lack of willingness to be forthcoming, transparent, dare I say vulnerable. Divorce removes a man from his children and the corresponding influence. A common reality today, a call is being issued in schools, churches, organizations and even relationships: “Men, be men. Be here in the moment. Be available. Be noble.” Donald Miller, author of Blue Like Jazz, started The Mentoring Project to support this call. Male volunteers are trained to inspire and strengthen boys. Character formation is the focus. Living noble is the focus.

In Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves (1991), the outlaw returns home to find his father dead, murdered by the sheriff of Nottingham. Joined by his companion Azeem, the men walk into boldness. Is it payment, penance for previous sins earlier in life? Perhaps. But might it be more? Uncovering a plot by the sheriff to displace the king and make himself ruler, Robin inspires common citizens to rise up and claim their honor, their integrity. In one scene, Robin asks Azeem the meaning of his name. The reply is this: “great one.” One for jokes, Robin asks, “Did you give yourself this name?” Deemed the infidel in this film, Azeem lives out his upbringing, honoring his heritage. He fights with the villagers, saves a child struggling in birth and fulfills his vow by saving Robin’s life. In Kingdom of Heaven (2005), the blacksmith Balian takes a vow “to be a good knight.” William Wallace issues this mantra: “All men die. Not every man really lives.” In the words of Charles Kingsley, “Do noble things, not dream them all day long.” This meditation incidentally focuses on men, but the invite to live out noble character exists for both sexes. In fact, the call exists for every person. The call will shape one’s life, the legacy forged every day through decisions. Choose a legacy Alfred Nobel affirms with words scribbled in his will: “Confer the greatest benefit on mankind.”

Notes:

Golden, Frederic. “The Worst and the Brightest.” TIME. 10.16.00. 6.11.09
http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,998209,00.html

“All Nobel Laureates.” Nobelprize.org. 2009. 6.11.09
http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/lists/all

“Hark”

“The search for happiness is one of the chief sources of unhappiness.”
–Eric Hoffer

“When a man does not know what harbor he is making for, no wind is the right wind.”
–Seneca

A study I looked into postulates happiness is framed by genes. Utilizing data on personality, researchers suggest specific traits predispose people for happiness. Furthermore, this personality type also buffers for the painful circumstances life inevitably exacts. External factors (parents, friends, spirituality, career, money, marriage) will continually play a role in one’s willingness or unwillingness to seize happiness, but the possibility genetics also play a part is nonetheless intriguing. In the words of Dr. Alexander Weiss, director of the study, “Together with life and liberty, the pursuit of happiness is a core human desire.” When I consider the words of Weiss, I remember his comments are preceded by the words of Thomas Jefferson, a man who composed a document 233 years ago on the subject of freedom. This document, the Declaration of Independence, is underscored with a significant word. Independence is the quest for humanity, the journey to discover personal and collective freedom, liberation, purpose, significance. Independence…is it also the quest for happiness too, a journey to unshackle the mind, embrace joy day by day? When I ponder the words I inscribed into this paragraph moments ago, “joy” is the word quickly noticeable. Is this a good synonym for happiness?

I think the word joy holds potency. And oddly enough, when I consider the quotes of others who reference this word, the subject of pain appears. Ponder the words of Anne Lamont: “Joy is the best makeup.” Or take the wisdom of Helen Keller, blind and deaf during her life: “We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world.” Joy undoubtedly denotes happiness, but I believe it is a presence inside, continually in motion, unimpeded by external forces. Emotions are shaped by success and failure, positive and negative experiences, but joy can anchor the spirit. And so I wonder if joy is simply a synonym for peace? Usually uttered in terms of war or conflict, peace is not fully represented with lowered weapons, a white flag of surrender. Currently, Iraq and Afghanistan are mired with war. But give thought to other countries also engaged in war, be it civil or with a neighbor: India, Pakistan, Israel, Sudan, Somalia, Palestine. Just recently, North Korea test fired another missile. I wonder why Kim Jong-il wishes to test the world when I consider the people inside his country. Is peace the unspoken wish, hope, desire, dream? Globally, I know all pray for economic stability. In short, all good news is welcome.

Numerous Hebrew and Greek words for joy exist in the Scriptures. All suggest gladness or excitement in some way. One Hebrew word, rinnah, means “ringing cry” or “in proclamation.” King David, also a musician, uses the word joy to reference internal strength, fortitude. I also notice the way joy rises in the presence of music. I believe optimism lives in music, for it fully strengthens one’s spirit in moments of disappointment, setback, pain. I cruised to my dad’s home yesterday and fired up an album all should turn an ear to in life at some point or another: Journey: Greatest Hits (2006). I give due credit to my sister for introducing me to Steve Perry’s amazing voice. In the words of Robert Fripp, “Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.” Two years ago I watched August Rush (2007), the story of an orphaned boy who uses his “ear” (physical and figurative) for song to find his parents. Largely dismissed by film critics in reviews, I find the story to be amazing, a journey of joyous reconciliation. The “ringing cry” moving through the air continually fuels Evan Taylor’s tenacious search to reconnect a bond once broken. Ugly circumstances in his life should easily dismiss his quest, but he presses forward, undaunted, focused. Joy (in notes and clefs) forges a path.

Two weeks ago, I received The Pursuit of Happyness (2006) from my brother to view. The first time I glanced over the title, I wondered why happiness is misspelled. The word is reduced to graffiti on a wall and preceded by a strong expletive, but protagonist Chris Gardner reveals his unending desire to succeed in the film. Stepping back for reflection, I believe his vision of happiness is not guided by money, but the simple wish to provide for his son. Through discipline and tears, Gardner overcomes homelessness to become a stock broker and eventually start his own firm. I converse with buddies from time to time on cars, the newest, the vintage, the exotics. I know all consider this question one time or another: “If money does not constrain my options, what will I buy?” Numerous people live in this reality today, but I wonder if the luster fades. I have listened to writers and experts say purchases are not made for the item, but the feeling. The feeling is this: visibility, power, prestige, influence, admiration, strength.

All wish to be noticed in life, to establish identity in the eyes of others. Remember the quote by artist Andy Warhol: “In the future everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes.” When I ponder this statement, I think of the people (Greg Anderson, Vanilla Ice, Harry Whittington, James Frey, the Spice Girls), events and items (hula hoops, Beanie Babies, Elmo) which come and go quickly in the public eye. Normal citizens will step into the camera for the world to see each day; furthermore, a handful of lives will change permanently. For instance, consider Susan Boyle and her fame from Britain’s Got Talent. I believe this name will no longer be remembered soon. American Idol, the counterpart to Talent, lifted Kelly Clarkson into fame. Except for the devoted fan base, who remembers the subsequent winners? I surely don’t. I am like the public…fickle. All are. I wonder if celebrities wish to step out of the light though, away from swarming paparazzi. Does a desire exist to become a normal citizen once more? The realization I have concerning “fifteen minutes of fame” is this: all have it, and the number is exponentially higher. In other words, when I recollect the moments and milestones I have shared in life with family and friends, I know others highlight my existence more than 900 seconds. Even a birthday exceeds fifteen minutes. This is a time others remember and affirm the bond shared with a brother, a sister, a parent, a friend. All people are famous in the eyes of those who love them.

Written by Isaac Watts, “Joy to the World” always surfaces during Christmas. Oddly enough, however, this hymn does not reference the 25th of December; the tune reveals the reconciliation God will intentionally make with humanity when his kingdom is fully revealed one day. Moments ago, I looked up this song on Wikipedia and noticed a sentence saying this carol is based on Psalm 98. I see a line in this psalm (prayer) revealing the word of focus consistently noted in this meditation: “Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth, burst into jubilant song with music.” With this in mind, is the pursuit of happiness a futile quest? Is the larger invitation to simply live in the moment, embrace contentment? My best friend and I recently discussed opportunities worth pursuing in life. All require planning, money and sacrifice. The memories, however, will be etched in the mind forever. But in the conversation I recognized and affirmed (once more) the joy one reality consistently holds in my life: relationships. A good, growing relationship with God, family, friends, colleagues and even strangers elevates my mind, heart and disposition. Life is a journey all walk together. To quote John Donne, “No man is an island.” I periodically ponder success and the way it will unfold for my life. But I dare to believe success is by no means happiness. In fact, in this moment I’m not currently happy with my life; circumstances are shaping this outlook. However, a quiet joy resides in my spirit, a perpetual optimism I will proclaim to all who have open ears. This is my joy to others, a song to a world I love.

Notes:

“Genes Hold The Key To How Happy We Are, Scientists Say.” Science Daily.com. 3.6.08. 5.29.09
http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2008/03/080304103308.htm

Keegan, Rebecca Winters. “15 Who Had Their 15 Minutes of Fame.” TIME. 12.16.06. 5.31.09
http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1570700,00.html

“Bop”

“That man is richest whose pleasures are cheapest.”
–Henry David Thoreau

“It is only possible to live happily ever after on a day to day basis.”
–Margaret Bonnano

Author Gretchen Rubin is on a new quest: to study happiness and analyze the methods, principles, techniques and literature people continually use to acquire it, live it, sustain it. This research will culminate in a forthcoming tome titled The Happiness Project. According to Rubin, her “formula” (why this word?) on the subject of happiness is simply this: “One of the best ways to make yourself happy is to make other people happy. One of the best ways to make other people happy is to be happy yourself.” The wisdom is good, obvious, but it takes one full circle to the question tucked in her comment. How does one acquire happiness? On her website (happiness-project.com), she discourses on numerous subjects and the role they play in happiness. A recent post comments on the possible connection between happiness and order or disorder (in the home, in the office, the arrangement of a desk). In other words, the way clutter is managed. 89% agree order facilitates inner calm. But notice how a new word emerges…calm. Is this state of mind synonymous with happiness? Gretchen also references the word “feeling” in her site too. How does one feel happy? Are feelings not temporary, subject to the whim of emotion? This subject is under the microscope for the upcoming paragraphs. I’m not sure how one “stumbles on happiness” (to reference author Daniel Gilbert), but I do affirm a tip revealed by Rubin…take action. She writes, “Taking time to reflect, and conscious steps to make your life happier, really does work.”

When I reflect on my own life, I’m inclined to disagree with Gretchen on the subject of feelings. Feelings are consistently in motion, upended by the unique events one runs into on a daily basis. I remember listening to a radio show years ago, a word of wisdom clearly articulated, a word I still remember today: “One phone call can change your life.” Oddly enough, I received a phone call yesterday concerning my dad’s health. Thankfully, all is well. But when the word “hospital” is uttered in a voice message, the mind abruptly stops, screeches to a halt. “Life” is put on hold for the sake of another until all is well. I finished Final Salute by Jim Sheeler recently; over a two year period, Jim shadowed Major Steve Beck, a Marine who issues casualty notification to families. This emotional work highlights only a handful of lives, but is a powerful microcosm of all fallen soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan. The moment is face to face, but like the phone call, Beck’s arrival marks a turning point for a mother and father, a sister and brother. Wails and tears are the catharsis for grief, the outlet for pain. A picture I stumbled into days ago reveals the embrace of brothers, a tear sliding down the face of one. The other is departing for Iraq. The picture below the first reveals one brother gently placing a kiss on a casket. Graduations, the lottery, a birth and a death are but a sliver of the experiences one is privy to in life. Feelings change quickly. Consider the words of Pearl Buck: “You cannot make yourself feel something you do not feel, but you can make yourself do right in spite of your feelings.”

Smiling Addiction is a short film by Whitestone Motion Pictures, the exploration of a common (and proverbial) symbol: the happy face (also known as “Smiley”). The story highlights a father with a large, round Smiley for a head. In one day, he loses his job, is mugged, and proceeds to watch his family live like all is well. Note this: the boss, mugger and family members all have a Smiley as their head too. The father’s head shrinks and becomes porous with each moment of pain, flattened by the intensity circumstances are exacting. In the final moments, however, he opens the medicine cabinet to reveal pills in the orange bottle (incidentally emblazoned with a Smiley face sticker). He closes the cabinet and stares into the mirror, his head in its original state. And one can safely assume the process repeats for another day. To digress for a moment, why is this symbol so popular? I believe it’s simply comical now, rejected by the cynicism of humanity. Remember “Don’t Worry, Be Happy” (1988) by Bobby McFerrin? The tune is remembered most for the continuous whistles, but is it valuable? For me, it equals the mindless fluff self-help experts offer to seminar attendees; however, I do believe optimism can carry one through difficulty. In fact, when one stops to ponder the first words of the song’s title, the quest to hold on to optimism in difficult (worrisome) circumstances rises. I know this a hard journey to walk. But based on personal experience, I know this reality too: all face and grapple with angst, fear, doubt. In the words of John Locke, “What worries you, masters you.”

In the Scriptures, Jesus makes remarks on the subject of worry. In the context of these remarks, he comments on food, drink and clothing (perhaps the pursuit of citizens at this time in history). I continue to be intrigued, perplexed and wowed by the simplicity of three sentences: “Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Do not worry about tomorrow. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Take notice of the truths Jesus highlights. First, worry only grays the hair, frays the mind; second, live in the moment, the day, right now; third, all days hold unique (positive/negative) moments. I must confess a life free of worry is futile (in my humble observation). In fact, it is sad to notice news on television only exacerbates this worry. The recent swine flu outbreak only serves to underscore this point. Why does a false sense of hysteria take hold? In the current issue of TIME, the article “How to Prepare for a Pandemic” exists. I’m all for vigilance, but does this piece only perpetuate worry over a virus now fading in public interest? I would like to believe internalizing the words of Jesus on letting go of worry is simple, but unfortunately, it appears one (or more) thoughts on a daily basis for me are framed in terms of uncertainty. In the current economy, I know money frames the angst for many; for others, it is energy use and the future (environmental activists). Others are simply consumed with finding a job. In spite of this reality, the truth is still valid. And like others charged with boldness, I press into it. Optimism fuels this walk, optimism for a new day, a new opportunity.

Ancient Israel King Solomon writes, “I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live.” I wonder if doing good is the true foundation for happiness. I have referenced studies and articles regarding this thought before, but the invitation is worth repeating once more. Research reveals people find fulfillment lifting up others in some way. Rubin wrote a post on her BLOG on acts of kindness, focusing on the way people touch other lives in the popular, random method. I thought I might find it surprising to discover those on the receiving end greet this generosity with suspicion, but I’m not. The word rising in their mind is agenda. Why the kindness? Is reciprocation required? Focused intention is good, but I believe lifting up others unnoticed is cool. Why? I like to take note of the face, the way it smiles when the unexpected enters. And I also believe authentic servants shun visibility, attention, the spotlight, praise. Consider a thought by Jesus: “When you give to the needy (or rich, crooked, single, divorced, powerful, impoverished), do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing.” Call it secretive, random, chaotic, kindness.

I don’t know why I titled this meditation “Bop,” but I like the ring, the way it reminds me of music. I will take a strong risk and go deeper with this thought, but I remember a song by three brothers with the last name Hanson, a popular tune titled “MMMBop” (1997). In fact, I have a confession: I’m listening to it now. I may be alone here, but I find it difficult to listen to this song without nodding my head and smiling. Like chocolate and the serotonin boost it provides, good music elevates the mind into happiness. Film can too. I remember viewing Watchmen (2009) recently, the highly popular graphic novel by writer Alan Moore. A major symbol in the film is Smiley, but a drop of blood runs down the eye. A melancholy story, the film echoes Smiley: pain is present and heroes are not visible. Like life, circumstances are grim. Happiness is difficult to discover. But I walk away from the film with the belief hope is slightly glimmering, and hope fuels my optimism. Perhaps optimism is the quiet, internal happiness, not rattled by events in life. In the words of John Heywood, “If you will call your troubles experiences, and remember that every experience develops some latent force within you, you will grow vigorous and happy, however adverse your circumstances may seem to be.” For me, this force is optimism. Events shape fickle emotions, but one’s disposition and resolve engaging events say much concerning character. Find a “song,” a tune of true happiness for life…optimism. If needed, visit YouTube and find the Hanson song. And smile widely.

Notes:

Rubin, Gretchen. The Happiness Project. 2009. 5.14.09
http://www.happiness-project.com

“Peep”

“You can always find a distraction if you’re looking for one.”
–Tom Kite

“Action expresses priorities.”
–Mahatma Gandhi

I remember driving home from work recently, an electronic billboard capturing my eye. The advertisements rarely change, but a new one is inserted in the queue from time to time. I remember the invite vividly: visit Twitter and subscribe to Ashton Kutcher’s feed. I wondered why for a moment and continued on. I visited the web later that day to find an answer and discovered Kutcher issued a competition to CNN on April 15th. The news site and the comedic actor both have accounts on Twitter, both with numerous followers. The CNN breaking news feed is currently number one in terms of followers; Britney Spears is second. Kutcher, apparently discontent with third, thought it worthwhile to see who would acquire one million followers first. Ashton won, but I wonder if this is news noteworthy to me, to others? A recent USA Today article (dated 4.17) pondered this question too. Is this story worth one’s slightest attention? Right now, 162 comments are posted under this article. I decided to scroll through and consider the replies. Here is a handful. “Who’s Ashton Kutcher? What’s Twitter?” “How much is Twitter paying Ashton Kutcher to advertise for them?” This one is the best, the precursor to my forthcoming rumination below: “Why does one need to put their every thought on broadcast?”

The unique element of Twitter, noted in the previous meditation I wrote, is the requirement thoughts must be posted in under 140 characters. Most posts on the site by users concern daily nuances, including meals, work, relationships and social activities. Others are taking this guideline into unique territory though. Copyblogger recently announced the winner of a short story contest structured in the spirit of Twitter. All entrants crafted their respective tales in exactly 140 characters. Of the numerous entries, the third place winner, Thelonius Monk, typed up this brief narrative: “When Gibson hit that homerun in the fall of eighty-eight, my old man had never been so happy. He hugged me for the first time. I was eleven.” When I ponder this entry, I marvel at the intensity, the ability to communicate such stirring emotion with three simple sentences. Another Twitter user taking this platform seriously is Yoko Ono (twitter.com/yokoono), the widow of John Lennon. Ono consistently posts thoughts of wisdom, not the type of burger she consumed for lunch. Consider two of the latest posts. “Remember, we are all water in the same ocean.” “Negative thinking is a luxury we can’t afford.” Good thoughts, for I love wisdom. And yet I have still failed to understand the reason people are mystified with this program.

I suppose the burning questions are staying power and value. Google or Facebook may acquire Twitter one day in the future, but for now, the site continues to gain additional exposure. The other question, more potent, is this: does Twitter have real impact, value for society, people? Take news. Citizens are currently staying up to date on the swine flu outbreak through Twitter, but ponder the other ways this story can be tracked: television, mobile phones and computers, all effective ways of relaying updates. MIT Technology Review editor Jason Pontin commented yesterday to a reporter for the Houston Chronicle on emerging technologies that will affect the area soon. He noted alternative fuels, electronic medical records and nanotechnology. When asked about technologies that didn’t make his list, Twitter framed his synopsis: “I believe the most over hyped technology right now in America is micro-blogging, like Twitter and status updates on Facebook.” Pontin wishes to see needs fulfilled by technology, pressing problems faced boldly and corrected, breakthroughs achieved. I personally wonder if Twitter is nothing more than a distraction, interference in one’s day.

Personal Digital Assistants (PDA) continue to grow in popularity. A Palm Pilot and the iPhone are two major players; the other is the Blackberry. The unofficial term for this phone, however, is “Crackberry,” a term used to describe people who, in theory, become addicted to the device. A beep (or tune by Rihanna or one’s alma mater fight song) indicates the arrival of an e-mail, text message or instant message. Users turn the head down and quickly move the fingers to respond instantaneously. I’m considering the business owner and the multiples times this process takes place on a daily basis. And with the possibility of receiving Twitter updates now from others on a PDA (or “normal” phone-what is normal by the way?), ponder the additional times the phone will beep in the course of a day when new information is received. It’s no wonder this portable device becomes a drug. In fact, I would surmise Twitter is simply another “drug” for society, the constant need to discover what everyone else is doing. So does the program create escapism, hero worship, boredom, a combination? Consider the time required to keep up with the posts of others. To illustrate, one can simply multiply the number of friends on Facebook by status updates (which incidentally can change in a moment). I have 123 friends, so looking over the daily minutia for all is easily a ten minute exercise. Amplify this friends total to 1,032 (my brother’s figure), and reconsider the time required. “Tweets” invite the mind into this exercise too.

In the words of Elbert Hubbard, “Your friend is the man [or woman] who knows all about you, and still likes you” (brackets mine). In the Scriptures, Jesus calls his disciples (or students) friends. I recently received some music from my Dad and listened with tears once more to Joe Cocker’s cover of “With a Little Help From My Friends” (1969), the tune also the album title, originally written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney (appearing on Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band). Oddly enough, I remember hearing Cocker’s version first on the ABC television show The Wonder Years. Elsewhere in the Scriptures, King Solomon writes, “As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another.” I allude to these references on friendship for this reason: with every successive day, I believe life is continually forged through relationships with others. Through connection with God, family, colleagues, friends and complete strangers, moments with others, good and bad, are the memories the mind will hold forever, a mental Kodak for all time. I remember an unusual gesture by Claire Colburn in Elizabethtown (2005). In the film, she develops a relationship with Drew Baylor, a failed shoe salesman and entrepreneur who returns home to bury his deceased father. In the perfect moments, Claire takes her hands to form a square camera over Drew’s face and moves her right index finger down. The moment is made, tucked into the brain for good.

I love my family and friends, and will continue to cherish the relationships I strengthen with each on a daily, monthly and yearly basis. I lament the fact I have lost touch with other friends, but I know moments will come in good time when new (and previous) relationships can be formed or rekindled. Furthermore, chance meetings in the grocery store, theater, a restaurant or even a traffic light will provide opportunity to strike up conversation once again. A friend in high school recently sent out an invitation to the people he knows who graduated in the year 2000 from Central Gwinnett High School. I don’t know if I have come to terms with it yet, but my high school ten year reunion takes place next year. Apparently Gabe may be out of the country next year, so he is working to create a window of opportunity for this cohort to reconvene now. I haven’t decided whether to go yet, but do know if I do (or even when I return to the official party next year), this is a good moment for striking up chatter again. I will try to recognize faces and listen to the banter of pregnant mom’s, small business owners, attorneys and even a few people who still haven’t grown up. My yearbook, tucked under the bed, is filled with messages from the people I will encounter. And yet I keep consistent communication with none. Life is truly comprised of “moments” (seasons, blocks) in time; one “moment” for me is high school. Some of the friends I knew in high school are in my Facebook account now, but I will not check their status updates, nor subscribe to their Twitter feeds. Since we don’t keep in touch by phone, their “tweets” carry no range; however, when I meet them once more, I will listen to their song face to face, the glorious “chirp” of revived relationship.

Notes:

Baig, Ed. “Kutcher-CNN Twitter Tussle: Should We Care?” USA Today. 4.17.09. 4.28.09
http://blogs.usatoday.com/technologylive/2009/04/kutchercnn-twitter-tussle-should-we-care.html

Clark, Brian. “The Winners of the Twitter Writing Contest Are…” Copyblogger.com. 2009. 4.28.09
http://www.copyblogger.com/twitter-writing-contest-winners

Patel, Purva. “Tech Expert: Twitter is Fun but ‘Overhyped.’” The Houston Chronicle. 4.27.09. 4.28.09
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/headline/biz/6395650.html

“Chirp”

“The final mystery is oneself.”
–Oscar Wilde

“Beware of the person who can’t be bothered by details.”
–John Wooden

Mighty words are formed by the Greek alphabet, words consistently recognized on a college or university campus. “Alpha” and “Beta” immediately come to mind. “Theta” and “Kappa” are noteworthy too; however, one is unlikely to see the word “Iota” etched into a fraternity or sorority building. A quick glance into the dictionary reveals “bit” and “particle” are good synonyms. I rarely hear this word used in daily conversation, but when it is uttered I take note. This word is unique, and in this context one understands a burgeoning website. I suppose the full disclosure of life started with MySpace (a place for friends). Registered users can post photos, videos, a weblog (BLOG), educational history and unique factoids. Facebook, a MySpace competitor, is similar in purpose. The Google toolbar reveals identical page ranks (9 out of 10), but it is obvious people prefer one over the other. Furthermore, the sites are now used in conversation as a verb. Consider this: “I will MySpace you” or “I will Facebook you.” Teenagers fully grasp this jargon. But oddly enough, adults are taking notice too, creating profiles to locate and connect with friends anew. Popularity for these two sites is holding, but another player is rising in visibility: Twitter.

Twitter exists to keep family, friends and colleagues connected (note this word once more) through information exchange, an exchange guided by one question: “What are you doing?” A simple concept, this site is blooming quickly; a review by Newsweek is a fitting synopsis: “Suddenly, it seems as though all the world’s a-twitter.” The Washington Post reported today “Twitter” is now the term searched most on the web (according to Google Trends). The word is looked up more than “Britney” or “Obama.” Incidentally, the President can be followed on Twitter (twitter.com/barackobama). Since I know numerous people are still unsure of this platform, this is the brief outline. Registered users can post updates (called “tweets”) up to 140 characters through the website or a mobile phone on their current whereabouts. A friend I know who uses the site recently posted this update: “I need a ride to the airport Thursday morning.” Updates can be mundane or profound. Registered users also have followers, people who subscribe to receive updates on their day. According to Twitterholic, the top five users based on followers are CNN Breaking News, Britney Spears, Ashton Kutcher, The Ellen Show and Twitter (the site too is sporadically updated). The idea is visionary, but I wish to meditate on the ramifications for a moment.

I can understand the desire for people to receive updates on news. In fact, the CNN feed on Twitter truly underscores the reality global events can and are updated in real time. Delays in updating the public are a rare occurrence now. But I wonder why 873,333 followers (the latest figure) wish to receive updates on Britney Spears. Consider this recent entry: “Had a great dinner with all the dancers last night!” This “tweet” takes me back to the thought I explored earlier: the iota. “Zero” is not a synonym for “iota,” but I think it may fit from time to time. The aforementioned statement by Britney adds an iota of value to my life. Zero is more appropriate though. Jimmy Fallon and Ellen DeGeneres update on their show and guests, but why would I wish to know this? Why would I wish to know some girl knocked on John Mayer’s car window at a red light? Think minutiae, dare I say mundane. Is this Twitter? Or is it more? Ponder the way people connect with others and the means (e-mail, phone, text, face to face) by which connection is facilitated. Ponder the difficulty involved in relationship maintenance. Intention and initiation are paired together; when I wish to share a meal with my sister, desire rises first. Accordingly, I call her and set it up. And since I have one more sister, a brother and parents, discipline is necessary, a discipline to continually strengthen the bond I share with each one.

I remember a conversation a friend and I shared once on relationships. He ruminated on the reasons why friends on MySpace (or Facebook) are not friends in the truest sense of the word. I’m inclined to agree when I look over the list in my Facebook account (which I rarely visit). Excluding family members, I notice five friends I call on a consistent basis. I wonder if this is why the T Mobile “Fave 5″ marketing push is successful. The website claims 2/3 of outgoing calls are made to the five people in this plan. The guy I spoke with I mentioned in the first sentence? He is one of the five. I know the other “friends” in my Facebook account, but I cannot begin to grasp the complexity (or real impossibility) of making time in life to strengthen these relationships. Do I wish to? Without question. Strong intention exists, as does the reality of initiation: I have their e-mail address and/or phone number. But balancing even a small number of relationships is difficult. Case in point. Another friend (also in the five) became a father for the first time yesterday. I called him after work and shared in his happiness. Moments ago, I received a picture from my mother and brother holding his new son. Notice the two unique touch points in these relationships: a call made to my friend, a photo message from my mother and brother in the phone. Three other friends in my “Fave 5″ are due a call soon. Why? Connection. Do I need to? No. Do I wish to? Yes.

In short, this is why I believe Twitter exists-to bridge connections. Twitter is a window into the life of another. Facebook is too. The constant updates on Twitter provide real time insight; the brief blurbs consistently revised by friends on Facebook are identical in intention. Why is this unending data stream intriguing though? Twitter co-founder Biz Stone may know the reason: “When people hear about Twitter, their immediate reaction is that it’s the simplest and stupidest idea in the world. They do not want to know that their brother is eating a hot dog right now. But then they discover that their friends are on it. And so are the L.A. Fire Department, NASA and JetBlue. Then they get it.” I suppose it is the power of numbers, joining for one reason-others are. And is it also fueled by one’s willingness to be public, to reveal life’s small details to all web users? I may be shunned by all who know me for making this revelation, but I will go for it nonetheless. I have updated my status on Facebook twice since I opened an account. Twice. I love technology, but I crumble in amazement when I consider the information within reach on the web. A quote by comedian Jon Stewart is appropriate: “The Internet is just a world passing notes around in a classroom.”

Writing for ZDNet, Matthew Miller makes a fascinating confession: “I admit that I have been hooked on Twitter the last month or so and am wasting way too much time checking my mobile device every time a message (”tweet”) hits it.” Social sites are good for establishing new and existing relationships, but is a point reached in which addiction grips the mind, the spirit? I remember the opening scene from The Matrix (1999). Thomas Anderson (Neo) meets a friend at the door to exchange software for cash. He starts to ruminate on the vexing behavior of his computer occurring only moments ago, but decides to pose a question: “You ever have that feeling where you’re not sure if you’re awake or still dreaming?” His friend comments on the way a drug induces this reality, but nudges him to simply “unplug,” step into rest, relaxation. Might Twitter or Facebook be a unique “drug” type? I cherish all the relationships I have with family, friends and colleagues, but my intrigue with their thoughts on sleep deprivation, homework, spaghetti, the state of Ohio, potting soil and birthday cakes is zero, zilch. Consider the second quote by John Wooden in this meditation. I do enjoy the nuances life holds, but I choose to converse on them personally with good food, not a “tweet” or status update. A phone will suffice too. Noted earlier, the Twitter requirement on updates is this: messages must be under 140 characters. Since I’m choosing not to open an account, this is the only “tweet” I will ever post…”Connect to me through austin.bonds@yahoo.com. Ask for a phone number. Will lunch or dinner work?”

Notes:

Schonfeld, Erick. “It’s Official: Twitter is More Popular than Britney.” The Washington Post. 4.14.09. 4.14.09
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/04/14/AR2009041402020.html

Graham, Jefferson. “Twitter Took Off From Simple to ‘Tweet’ Success.” USA Today. 7.21.08. 4.15.09
http://www.usatoday.com/tech/products/2008-07-20-twitter-tweet-social-network_N.htm

Miller, Matthew. “Is Twitter Popular Because No One Has ‘Real’ Friends Who Text Message?” ZDNet. 3.15.07. 4.15.09
http://blogs.zdnet.com/mobile-gadgeteer/?p=316

“Defer”

“Patience is the companion of wisdom.”
–St. Augustine

“To have his path made clear for him is the aspiration of every human being in our beclouded and tempestuous existence.”
–Joseph Conrad

“A Dream Deferred” by Langston Hughes explores the concept of immediate fulfillment. Take note of this short poem: “What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-and then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?” People can easily identify with the idea put forth in this poem, latching on to the possibility of now, acquiring for now, living in the now. A vision for now supersedes a vision (and dreams) for later, for the future. This vision is quietly changing, however, and focus is shifting. It is obvious the current economy is the foundation underscoring this revision too; job loss, income reduction and a psychological fear concerning personal finance are spurring all to reconsider the concept of instant acquisition, instant pleasure. The word “delay” conjures up feelings of frustration: a delayed flight, a delayed meeting, a delayed business deal. This word, a clear antonym to “impulsive,” is often framed in terms of money. Grocery stores, for instance, place bread and milk on opposing ends. The store is hopeful consumers will fill the cart full between this (lengthy) walk with numerous impulse buys. In fact, with chains growing in size (super Wal-Mart, super Target), consider the ways possibilities grow more with the inclusion of electronics, clothing, home furnishings and toys. Media advertisements (radio, television, the web) continually reveal the ways clever marketing minds retool products for sale. Again, the company focuses on one result: a purse opening, a wallet cracking, a card swiping, cash crinkling.

The days of a wallet or purse opening will not cease, but it does require more willpower now to do so. Words like “value” and “thrifty” and “budget” are dotted in conversations more. In fact, the shifting focus I noted earlier is being guided more and more by the spirit of restraint, the will of one to pull back, to exercise a very powerful state of mind: discipline. This is undoubtedly a difficult path to walk, and I’m honestly not sure how to articulate this concept fully. I do know my life is rigidly guided by discipline though, discipline not borne out of habit, but attention and intention to fully embrace authenticity, transparency, vulnerability. The practice is not exclusively a spiritual one either, not confined to time in prayer or meditation on the Scriptures. But the focus for many right now is framed in terms of personal finance, the way one chooses to spend or to pause. Moreover, it is tied into dreams, dreams for now and dreams for the future. Ponder the words of Frank Herbert: “Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty.” Notice the distinction in this statement of wisdom; the first thought centers on the pursuit of unchecked impulse, the second a clear intent to ponder decisions and their corresponding ramifications. Liberation exists and remains in play when one can consistently focus the mind on pondering options. In turn, impulse dwindles and the ability to say “no” or “later” is firmed up.

In the Scriptures, Jesus comments on the subject of delay. He invites the willing to remember the consumption and accumulation of stuff (treasure) is a vain pursuit. I remember the “No Fear” tee shirts in elementary and middle school, pithy statements inscribed on the back. Remember this one? “Second place is the first loser.” Social Darwinism nudges all to succeed, unfortunately at the cost of others. Fun with Dick & Jane (2005) explores this idea in a comical way. Jim Carrey and Tea Leoni live a good life, but can’t resist the urge to keep up (or surpass) with the neighbors. After losing his executive position, Dick resorts to crime to provide for his family; an inept (but funny) thief, he and his wife hatch a plot to retrieve his pension from his former boss Jack McCallister (Alec Baldwin). In succeeding, they help others in the process and appear to discover life will be unfulfilled if it is measured by one’s possessions or estate size. Incidentally, the widow of producer Aaron Spelling placed their home on the market two days ago for $150 million dollars, making it the most expensive mansion currently for sale in the United States. I’m sure a buyer exists, but consider the ways this money might also be spent: curtailing global poverty, reducing homelessness, replenishing a food pantry. Stockpiling relationships (another type of treasure) is noble, worthy of remembrance. Jesus reveals the state of the heart with this potent thought: “For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

Recall the earlier paragraph, and recollect the truth my thoughts are directed by: discipline. Discipline (or self-control) is rooted in my psyche now, revealed primarily in two current ways: diet and desire to grow in relationship with God. Working for a school, I continue to be amazed by the way food appears; in staff development sessions and parties for students, food is consistently visible and available for the mouth. I’m a runner, however, and filter my caloric and nutritional intake through this grid. The task is understandably difficult from time to time, but restraint directs my will to politely decline. A unique comment by actress Mae West comes to mind: “I generally avoid temptation unless I can’t resist it.” The paradox is intriguing in this statement. How can one resist temptation if it is never faced, confronted? Growth will or will not take place with temptation. Overcoming it denotes progress, succumbing to it failure. And victory and failure both provide fuel (wisdom) for future temptations. I also put forth intentional effort to grow in spirit through prayer and a time in the Scriptures daily. Discipline is intention, forged through consistency. Note this word. Consistency is good. A habit, in my belief, is not. Habits can become normal, a routine action devoid of desire, intensity. I fall into this trap sporadically, but pause for reset. This is a rule of thumb for me: I will forgo a prayer or time in reflection before doing it in habit. Empty zeal is worthless.

A paradox exists, oddly enough, when it comes to postponing purchases or dreams. In the current economy, people are pulling back on frivolous or wasteful spending. In fact, I would surmise all outlays are taken under the microscope, scrutinized for importance. Call it necessity versus discretionary. Gym memberships, cable television, extra meals at restaurants and even a coffee (or two or three) from Starbucks are now being evaluated anew. And this pursuit of frugality is no longer confined to specific demographics; companies and citizens alike are discovering savings are very possible. Furthermore, with spending in decline, reflections on the significance of relationships with family members, friends, colleagues and even strangers are filling the mind. This truth is vivid, clear: all are touched by difficulty in some way. And when this truth is fully embraced, healing begins and bonds are tightened more. Frugality is good. The paradox, unfortunately, is the necessity of spending to boost economic growth. If I remember correctly, the figure is 66%; this is the percentage consumers contribute to growth. This number is low, but market expansion and contraction is cyclical. The corner will be turned; whether it is this year or the next, conditions will improve. I can only hope all minds are renewed too in this moment, wisdom gained, fresh direction charted. Moreover, purchases are up for up for continual revision. Prioritize well. Live frugal, not cheap.

Today is March 30th, and the ING marathon (26.2 miles) and half marathon (13.1 miles) is taking place in Atlanta. I ran the marathon in 2008, and must confess I’m melancholy over missing out today. I suffered a stress fracture late last year, and I’m still in the process of training my foot into full strength. I believe, however, the inability to go affirms the reality of delayed gratification. Accelerating my training is one option, but highly foolish. Why risk health for accomplishment? In one year this race will take place once more, and I am hopeful I will be part of it. A study published on WebMD by Yale University researchers explores the connection between delayed gratification and intelligence. The conclusion? Postponing this impulse is a sign of intelligence and better memory. Running is one example. In personal finance, paying off all debt before making new purchases is another, along with investing well for retirement. Sacrifice (or discipline or self-control) now is gain for later. I wonder if Langston Hughes might share this outlook today. Numerous people do now, reconsidering and/or deferring their dreams for later. The current economic skies are dark, but light is on the horizon. Hope is on the horizon. I close with Frank Sinatra and his ability to interject some thoughts on the subject: “Just remember that sunshine always follows the rain, so wrap your troubles in dreams, and dream your troubles away.” Dream on.

Notes:

Veiga, Alex. “$150M Buys You Late TV Producer’s L.A. Mansion.” The Associated Press. 3.27.09. 3.29.09
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090327/ap_en_ce/spelling_mansion_for_sale

Wilbert, Caroline. “Delayed Gratification, Intelligence Linked.” WebMD. 9.10.08. 3.29.09
http://www.webmd.com/brain/news/20080910/delayed-gratification-intelligence-linked

“Gaze”

“Anxiety is fear of one’s self.”
–Wilhelm Stekel

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
–Oscar Wilde

I listened closely to the nightly news recently, the economy still the unavoidable subject of conversation. Anchor Brian Williams noted unemployment once more (now 7.6%). The melancholy story encased in this difficult, trying reality is the appearance of camping tents rising up across the nation. Shaky labor markets (in all sectors) are inducing layoffs; accordingly, mortgage payments go delinquent. Foreclosures take homeowners into the street. Citizens are clustering together in tents, obtaining temporary work as it becomes available. Another story in this same segment reveals a married couple in Japan temporarily placing their child in foster home, a couple also homeless. Both worked for a company owned by Toyota placing tires on new vehicles. But like General Motors, Ford and Chrysler, the car maker is cutting production, and as a result, suppliers feel the pinch too. Workers feel the sting most. Personal stories like this are but a sliver of the pain (emotional, physical, financial, spiritual) running through the world right now. Is it a stretch to postulate all people are the creators of this reality, artists of the current sadness, failure? Each person can blame the actions of another (investment bankers, lenders, corporations, Clinton, Bush, Paulson, Madoff, God), but are the collective efforts of all worth scrutinizing closely? Yes. However, blame can be debated to no end later. The time for healing is now: healing lives, healing, hearts, healing dreams.

It is the subject of dreams I consider in this moment, two songs the foundation for rumination. The first is “Boulevard of Broken Dreams” (2004) by Green Day. The video for the tune opens with a car breaking down in the desert. The band members emerge and start a walk through dusty roads, abandoned housing dotting the landscape. This snapshot is fitting as one ponders the current market for real estate; banks own more homes, values are falling, and urban blight is dropping anchor. The video unfolds into a city next. Citizens go forth in daily living, but I see an evident numbness, indifference, apathy. Incidentally, a line in the song confirms this perception: “Check my vital signs to know I’m still alive and I walk alone.” I walk alone. As I reflect back on 2008, I will be the first to admit my internal disposition contorted to this thought, the solitary journey to find a way. Like most, I managed my pain well externally, but dropped the mask in private moments before God. In the Scriptures, David comments on this heartache in a potent prayer to God on the presence of feeling alone: “Out of the depths I cry to you. Hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.” Do all feel mired in a brooding depth right now? How is the depth defined? Is it a drowning sensation in bills, medical expenses, loss of income? Is it a reduction in hope and dreams?

Dreams are consistently evident in the Scriptures. The recurring context is framed in terms of revelation, visions people (kings, prophets, slaves) have concerning war, famine, victory, failure, life and death. Today, dreams are underscored by a positive, successful outlook for the future. Hence the American dream, rags to riches, Cinderella, a dropout rising to greatness. Strangely, dreams take me back to Jiminy Cricket in Pinocchio (1940). His stirring song invites all with a child’s heart to “wish upon a star.” Take history: might this quest to succeed stem in part from the Declaration of Independence? Consider the first line of the second paragraph: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. Wow. But how does one define happiness though? It is increasingly obvious it’s not defined by money. Why? The current securities market shows a drastic drop in wealth. In fact, a study by an Asian Development Bank reports global financial assets (stocks, bonds, currencies) fell by more than $50 trillion in 2008. Yes, this is the letter “t” noted. If not wealth, why not work? Employment is a highly valuable asset, but it appears to no longer be absolute. Moreover, people complain about the job, usually acquired for the greenback, not passion. Even those who possess happiness now are faced with financial turmoil. Pain results, a feeling of inadequacy, incompetence, degenerative self-worth. I walk alone.

In this low I moment I recognize a new truth surfacing. What’s more, I notice the way Billie Joe Armstrong effectively affirms this thought too. In “Boulevard” one line always jars my attention: “Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me.” Emotions are capable of quick change, but calmness in chaos can hold the spirit secure. Why is it so difficult to hold on to this calmness though? Events in life can quickly can quickly breed pain, rage, despair. Just today I listened to a precious lady describe to a news anchor the life savings she lost through Bernie Madoff’s despicable Ponzi scheme: $1.3 million dollars…simply gone. Madoff pleaded guilty to all counts, now headed to prison for 150 years. Is justice truly served? He will perish in a cell and no longer extort honorable citizens, but how will the affected be fully restored, made whole? The lady on the program concluded her story by affirming her “fighter” instinct, a willingness to press forward despite this tremendous setback. Is she calm internally? I hope so, but if not, in good time. Might this calmness I reference be hope, the tenacious, gallant ability to push through current circumstances and consider what is over the horizon, ridge, mountain? Enter “Dream On” (1973) by Aerosmith. A track contained in the band’s first album, this anthem invites listeners to ponder the larger moments life holds.

“Dream On” also invites listeners to join together in meditation on life, a communal “song” on emotion. Ponder the chorus. In fact, exhale the words out now: “Sing with me, sing for the years, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears.” I’m reminded of Lamentations, a book in the Scriptures I might deem a true dirge, numerous thoughts on sadness. It’s difficult to discover hope in the words composed by Jeremiah. But the wonder in the Scriptures is the hope pulsing through it, this statement in Lamentations on God a fitting example: “His mercy never fails. It is new every morning.” It is 9:30 p.m. right now, and this day is trying. I have enjoyed the sunshine today, the breeze, the fact rain is on the way and will nourish the soil for the next three. I shared a conversation with my mother tonight over dinner. I like the way she can be blunt and peer into my soul, this the pointed question: “Are you happy right now?” I tilted my head toward my knee, briefly considering my mind before replying. “No. I’m not.” The swindled lady interviewed on CNN is not, nor the residents of the burgeoning tent communities. Will this unhappiness change? Yes, without question. But the underlying security one holds to is the tipping point towards hope or unending despair, i.e. hopelessness.

Tomorrow is a new day though, a fresh start, ripe with possibility. And I continue to recognize the way attitude forges character. Consider a thought by Samuel Johnson: “He who has so little knowledge of human nature as to seek happiness by changing anything but his own disposition will waste his life in fruitless efforts.” I’m not overly intrigued with motivational teaching, but do believe in the principle of intention. Intention is a willing effort, decisions made in light of priorities. When the current economy is under consideration, action is both necessary and prudent. Will the stimulus be effectively implemented? Unlikely, but as Ben Bernanke, Chairman of the Federal Reserve notes, inaction will undoubtedly create higher financial, social and personal costs. This week the Dow Jones posted four consecutive days of gains, good news for an ailing market. Fear within people also inhibits the possibility of rebound, so one must turn his or her attention to higher leadership; Obama is now carrying this mantle, and he is charged with directing the United States for the next four years. His sporadic remarks on this nation are grounded in a tough reality, but tinged with optimism, hope, a dream monetary restoration is slowly surfacing. The economy spiraled into a grisly nightmare in 2008, so now is the time to dream. Steven Tyler tells all to “dream until your dream comes true.” I believe God does as well. Like Oscar Wilde, turn the eyes upward. I know it’s difficult to make out the stars sometimes. Smog and particulates conceal celestial glory, but the right evening provides unparalleled clarity. Take a breath. Make a wish. Dream. Hope without ceasing.

Notes:

Adam, Shamim. “Global Financial Assets Lost $50 Trillion Last Year, ADB Says.” Bloomberg.com. 3.9.09. 3.11.09
http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601068&sid=aZ1kcJ7y3LDM&refer=home

“Bleep”

“The greatest way to live with honor in this world is to be what we pretend to be.”
–Socrates

“A heart to resolve, a head to contrive, and a hand to execute.”
–Edward Gibbon

I ask others from time to time to reveal their favorite actor or actress when the subject of film is open for discussion. When the question is posed to me, Jimmy Stewart and Cate Blanchett are consistently noted. Unfortunately, it is always difficult to single out one person, for talent continues to rise in society. Jennifer Hudson, an “American Idol” finalist, received an Oscar for her role in Dreamgirls (2006). Speaking of this gold statue, the 81st Oscar ceremony concluded two days ago. Heath Ledger received a posthumous Oscar for Best Supporting Actor, and a film by in large disregarded by executives snagged eight statues, including Best Picture and Best Director. The film? Slumdog Millionaire (2008). The lead actor? An unknown from India. Talent is global in scope. One actor I focus on now is Christian Bale, recognized by most for his portrayal of Batman; however, his role in 3:10 to Yuma (2007) is very good, and the ability to effectively portray Vietnam fighter pilot Dieter Dengler in Rescue Dawn (2006) is amazing. But when one develops respect for another, it is jarring to see this respect leveled by poor judgment. Case in point: an audio clip has surfaced, a clip of Bale verbally lacerating Shane Hurlbut, the director of photography for Terminator: Salvation (2009). Maybe the frustration is warranted, but with all eyes on him and a limitless web, the world now knows.

I previously ruminated on oaths and the implications they embody. But I noticed a term recently, a unique term. A “minced oath” is word replacement, the word in question profane in nature. A search in history reveals minced oaths existed to curtail a swear on God (or the gods, depending on the region or culture). This practice is evident in literature, and can be discovered in both television and film today too. Replacing a profane word with a slight variation is the intention of this practice. A common example is “damn” and the corresponding replacements: “darn” and “dang”. “Heck” and “frick” are other minced oaths. Going deeper, however, one notices the way minced oaths are evident in religion. God and Jesus are continually marginalized. Minced oaths for these words include “good grief”, “by gosh”, “Jiminy Cricket” and “for crying out loud”. I don’t know if minced oaths exist in other religions, but I do know depictions of Mohammad in Islam contrary to Koran teaching are forbidden. In fact, this is deemed blasphemy. Accordingly, it stands to reason one can create ugly replacements for all sacred words. Anger lives in the moment and gives little thought to consequences. Words by Mark Twain on anger are fitting: “When angry, count to four. When very angry, swear.”

Should minced oaths hold a place in one’s life? Are they effective in purpose, creating alternatives to profane words? Or are they false reproductions, simply a mask? All are guilty and slip, but the practice can be exercised enough immunity to word choice silently grips the soul. In the Scriptures, David writes on the mouth: “Keep watch over the door of my lips.” The charge is to God, a hope he will awaken the mind to meditation on dialogue. Consider Longfellow, remembered for these words of wisdom: “A torn jacket is soon mended, but harsh words bruise the heart of a child.” James, a brother of Jesus, writes on the tongue and its ability to uplift or degrade. To illustrate a personal minced oath, I will undoubtedly utter the word “crap” in the days and weeks to come, my word for frustration, angst, disappointment. And to briefly digress, I find it funny to note the word “poppycock” is also a minced oath; from Dutch, the word literally means “soft dung”. Each time I hear this word I remember it used by George Darling in Walt Disney’s Peter Pan (1953). Very strange. Words are amazing, but they are charged like dynamite, a potent power filled with life, energy, zest. A charge exists within this charge though, a charge to ponder, consider, pause. In short, to think before opening the mouth. James frames it like this: “Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak.”

Two invites exist in the words of James; first, to listen; second, to reply. When I turn on the iPod for a run, the music fills my ears to override car sounds and shoes on the pavement, but the words are focused on intently. People say lyrics are ignored, the song beat the primary focus. But the words can be recalled quickly, a clear indicator repetition sticks inside the mind. This is also why kids say the darnedest things (note once again a minced oath). The mind is a large sponge, always taking in information, wisdom, words. I like to listen to others and the corresponding diction, accent, emotion. Likewise, a reply can size up one’s character. Bale’s words mark him with arrogance, rudeness, his inability to communicate in a professional way with others. Remember Alec Baldwin and his harsh words for his daughter Ireland in 2007? The audio leaked and the world listened. The characteristics noted above are valid for Baldwin too. Outbursts (emotional reactivity) create, according to Hal Runkel, author of ScreamFree Parenting, “the very outcome one wishes to avoid.” Remembering this is reason to ponder the pause, to breathe and take one moment before a reply is uttered. Consider this thought by Confucius: “Words are the voice of the heart.”

Since the majority of minced oaths are a swear on God, reflection is necessary. In the Scriptures, numerous examples arise on a swear to God, an allegiance to abide by a covenant or declaration. With this in mind, why are people prone to speaking a minced oath? Again, it often takes place without thinking, but if one stops to truly listen to the mouth, might surprise take root? I know numerous people who use profanity in speech, and personally I’m not phased by it, nor do I judge it. But I do find it funny too, the way simple, dirty words carry such conductivity. Teenagers use it to appear cool, for in this context it exists to intensify acceptance with peers. For adults, it arises naturally in conversation or painful injury; however, does it mark the speaker in a negative way? David Keuck states, “Profanity is the common crutch of the conversational cripple.” This is a harsh indictment, but “crap” and “frick” will continue to be minced all days to come. I do take issue with minced oaths on God and Jesus, and first acknowledge I have committed this slip. In fact, I have reached the conclusion a simple word like “gosh” falls under this heading as well. Although it’s not my intent to be legalistic in my spiritual growth, I know this perception will arise; however, I will press forth and continually evaluate the ways my words shape and define my identity.

A recent article I looked over discussed the pitfalls of mincing words in e-mails. Since emotion cannot always be captured fully in text, misunderstandings can surface. And for the record, “emoticons” are a poor substitute. Text messages to others are also a good way to create confusion in intent. Short notes by way of phone keys are good for saving time, but phone calls relay feeling better. To return to Bale, his apologies have been made, to Hurlbut and the public. The interest in this anger exchange is over now, but the web (and the world) will be waiting for the next high profile figure to make a public mistake or noisy outburst. Bale’s actions upset me, but I will forgive him. People who know me well might say the likelihood of me acting this way is zero, but passionate anger lives in the moment. I can only pray I rise above it. During early adolescence, I never cursed in front of my parents during discipline. Storming up the stairs though, I whispered all the expletives (without mincing oaths) I knew under my breath. I have since rescinded profanity, taking a cue from St. Paul I suppose: “When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.” This teaching of Jesus is the cue I live by: “For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks.” Which thought type will trickle up through the heart? Goodness or crap?

“Adhere”

“It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath.”
–Aeschylus

“An ounce of performance is worth pounds of promises.”
–Mae West

Before a crowd exceeding two million, Barack Obama raised his right hand on January 20th to become the 44th President of the United States. The other hand rested on a Lincoln Bible, the tome the 16th President placed his on during inauguration, March 4, 1861. Despite a word fumble by Chief Justice John Roberts, Obama verbalized potent words noted in Article II Section I of the Constitution: “I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States.” It’s intriguing to note the word “affirm” in this statement; research reveals Franklin Pierce (number fourteen) is the only President to affirm the oath of office. I think, however, “swear” holds more significance. This word is often used in terms of foul language, but it also highlights a bind worth remembering. In the days, weeks and years to come, this bind will be tested in numerous ways: politicians will clamor for support on specific legislation; nations will harm other nations; disease will erase precious lives. In this moment, a stimulus will map out economic trajectory. You are truly committed Mr. President.

Obama’s recent oath highlights my burgeoning intrigue with this concept. An oath is only words, but these words join to embody power, commitment, focus, devotion. In medicine, the Hippocratic Oath is given to physicians; immigrants who wish to become citizens of the United States take a unique oath; members of Congress and judges are inducted by oath; soldiers take oaths before defending a nation. Oaths can be noticed in history too. In the film Kingdom of Heaven (2005), the character Godfrey bestows a mighty oath on his son Balian: “Be without fear in the face of your enemies. Be brave and upright, that God may love thee. Speak the truth, always, even if it leads to your death. Safeguard the helpless, and do no wrong. That is your oath.” In the next moment, Godfrey hands over a ring to his son and slaps him across the face. Understandably rattled, Balian raises his eyes. Godfrey makes his swipe clear with a blunt reply: “And that’s so you remember it.” In a later scene, Balian converses freely with the dying king of Jerusalem on life and its complexities. Even with the influence others can bring into one’s life, the king invites Balian to remember choices are his to make: “A king may move a man, a father may claim a son. But remember that even when those who move you be kings or men of power, your soul is in your keeping alone.” Oaths are forged by choice, intention to subscribe or buy into a vision wholeheartedly.

Oaths consistently arise in the Scriptures, often in terms of formed or strengthened relationships. The most vivid example is Abram’s call from God to pack up and enter a new land. One Hebrew word for the word “oath” is alah and can denote a covenant or a curse. To reference Abram once more, ponder the covenant (alliance or pledge) God makes with him: “I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse.” The Greek word for “oath” is horkos and means “that which has been pledged or promised.” Taken together, these definitions reveal a commitment by one to walk in a vision God reveals. The unique truth concerning this vision is the way I believe it reveals God in the Scriptures and in life: power and authority. This bond is clear in the way God continually rescues Israel. When I meditate on the Scriptures, I notice a circular pattern in Israel’s story: relationship, rebellion, ruin and rescue. Picture a circle and trace the words in a clockwise motion. The nation lives in bond with God, under the cover of Abram’s aforementioned oath; in time, the people go their own way. When God fails to act quickly, the people go forth without him. Accordingly, difficulty arises. Nations invade and plunder, disease surfaces, and the people fall into despair. But in this despair a cry rises to God. And in his kindness, God restores Israel and prays (does God pray?) the people will learn from their mistakes.

This forgiveness is hard to discover today. Revenge (or reciprocity) is the fuel for people and nations. Israel and Hamas recently agreed to a cease-fire, but I think it will be only a matter of time before a call to arms (on one side or the other) is called for once again. Sadly, revenge is also a circular pattern, but it is only comprised of animosity. A breakthrough, punching a hole in the circle, arises when a new oath is formed. For nations, it is a peace treaty; for people, it is mercy, forgiveness, a new bond. When I ponder this bond, I consider the ways people forge it. Words are one way. In fact, I believe a verbal promise between two people is an oath, a covenant or pledge. So why are these commitments easily broken? Banks issue promissory notes, and the consequence for failing to pay is legal action. But the heart is fickle, and commitment is downplayed. In the words of Emerson, “All promise outruns performance.” In the film Liar Liar (1997), Jim Carrey portrays Fletcher Reede, a workaholic unable to commit to his son’s requests for attention. Wounded more than angry, his son Max makes an unusual birthday wish: a hope dad will not lie for 24 hours. A good story brings this wish to life, and reconciliation arrives in good time for Fletcher and Max. But notice the truth the film title reveals: lies are simply broken promises, the forgetfulness or unwillingness to follow through.

With busy schedules today, forgetting a commitment is the usual culprit. But if one pledges to provide a service, gift or commitment to be present for another and fails to do so, is this not a violation of integrity? In the film Clear and Present Danger (1994), Jack Ryan (Harrison Ford) shares a conversation with his friend and dying mentor Jim Greer. Now aware politicians in his office conducted a war without his knowledge, he is working to uncover the truth, unsure if he can continue his quest. Greer, with weak eyes and a raspy voice, opens up on integrity: “You took an oath, if you recall, when you first came to work for me. And I don’t mean to the National Security Advisor of the United States. I mean to his boss…and I don’t mean the President. You gave your word to his boss. You gave your word to the people of the United States. Your word is who you are.” Notice once more how “word” is one effective synonym for “oath” too. For Ryan, he risks his life to save captured soldiers in Colombia; furthermore, he confronts the President . In the closing scene, Ryan testifies before Congress and fully discloses all information he knows. This decision may cost Ryan his career, but his willingness to uphold his oath Jim Greer reinforced earlier undoubtedly strengthens his resolve.

Consider this Hebrew proverb: “Promise little and do much.” This is a good invitation for all people. Actions are effective when they fulfill or even displace words. People change society when they simply see a need and take action to fill it. Debate and details have a place and even serve a purpose, but my how time continues to unfold…and the need remains. I believe reflection on oaths and promises are the invitation to reconsider the intensity they possess. Reconsideration is necessary because they effectively summarize one’s character (or integrity). In the case of Fletcher, his consistent violations nearly drove his son Max to utter indifference. But through one wish, a father is able to step by himself and journey into the compromises he is quick to make for success. Samuel Butler states, “Oaths are but words, and words but wind.” I disagree, however, and believe if one chooses to uphold an oath or make a promise to a spouse, colleague, child or friend, integrity demands culmination, action. Granted, extenuating circumstances do arise, and understanding is a factor in play too. Know this though: fulfilling words strengthens the spirit. This is one oath worth remembering. Don’t forget it.