“Life is short and we have not too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are traveling the dark journey with us.
Oh, be swift to love, make haste to be kind.”
Henri Frederic Amiel
“Life is short and we have not too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are traveling the dark journey with us.
Oh, be swift to love, make haste to be kind.”
Henri Frederic Amiel
Not every list needs more than one item.
Sometimes I want to put on music to accompany me in doing some task. As a musician, it’s challenging to find music I would relegate as background music yet music I would want for my ears. This piece is not one of those.
I’m often drawn to play Madeleine Peyroux when I want a life accompaniment, especially her album Careless Love. Yet, it always demands my attention, my heart and my head. Most especially her “Dance Me To The End Of Love.” It’s simply irresistable; one must listen, listen with your whole mind and heart (and body too).
Dance Me To The End Of Love
(from Careless Love album)
by Madeleine Peyroux
I have yet to write any fiction. Something inside of me can dream up all kinds of fantastical scenes and characters, but no plot! As soon as I try to write fictional story I find myself seeing right away how it relates to my experiences and then I try to either a) be true to the original events, or b) turn the fictional elements into symbols for a hidden reality. In the process I get all caught up in the system of symbols or parable or fable. The supposed story never moves forward because I’m ambivalent about turning my life events into fictional tales. Plus, I’m just not good at crafting story.
Because I have images in my mind of fictional characters that feel real to me like the truth of dreams, yet I can’t flesh them out through written story, these characters are nearly never shared with anyone. I just hold them in my head and heart and once-in-a-while they appear in my dreams.
Yet, I love them so much that I want to share their names! Now I realize many other people can, have, and will use these names in their own works. To my knowledge, no-one can copyright simply a name. (I think that if you want to copyright a brand name, and it uses a common name or word, you have to include other details in the copyrighted brand, such as the logo associated with it or the precise phrase. Names in common usage are (I believe) eternally free! If you, dear reader, know differently, feel free to leave a link in the comments.
This is a partial list of the beautiful or funny names of my dream characters (they often appear in pairs):
Like I said, these are not names I invented. Several of them are inspired by literature or real people I’ve known. There are more, but I wanted to just start a list because somehow I want to see their names in print! Maybe I’ll tell you more about them someday!
Things that are naturally BOTH black AND white:
I’m sure there are other things that are naturally both black and white at the same time. It’s fun to consider how we see and think about things in terms of color. To my eye, there are really very few things that are truly white or truly black; most things we call “white” or “black” I see as somewhere on the grayscale other than at the absolute extremes. Yet, when something is naturally composed of mostly-white with mostly-black, in other words, a clear contrast of two “neutrals”, it’s easier to conceive of the colors as “black-and-white”.
I think about colors for all kinds of reasons, but recently I’ve been thinking about color for two reasons:
When it comes to calling people “black” or “white” (or any other color) I always cringe a little and my mind is quick to disagree with the designation. When looking at the wide range of skin tones manifested in human-beings, I see shades of “flesh” (Usually I’m thinking “how beautiful!” I’ve had enough near-death experiences to now be more often aware of how amazing it is to be alive and to be human and to be able to see other humans for the sacred wonders that they are.) I’m aware that some skin-tones can look so dark or intense that the color could look like “blue-black”, but I’m not sure I’ve ever seen any skin-tone that is truly absolutely black. The same is true for me with white: I’ve seen some extremely light skin-tones that look comparatively “white”, but even-so not absolutely white. In fact, I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anything that is absolute white. The closest I’ve come to “seeing” absolute black is with my eyes closed in a room with no light, and then “seeing” “black” is really more a matter of not seeing.
What’s more interesting to me is the myriad of tones on the spectrum of human flesh-tones. To my eye, it’s not really like looking at a rainbow, or shades of gray, but rather like looking at an infinitely expandable spectrum of illuminated and nuanced brown. Maybe there are various colorful undertones and overtones and sheens and all kinds of ways of describing the appearance of human skin, but at all times there is for me a sense of recognition: “eureka! there’s one of my kind!”
Back to THINGS that are characteristically BOTH black AND white at the same time…
One reason I like thinking about what things or creatures are usually both black and white at the same time is that I spend so much time at the piano and I love playing the music those black and white keys help me create! Another reason is that, when I try to think of things that naturally occur in black and white, I am made all the more aware of how very colorful the world is! And I LOVE color! It’s practically miraculous how much variety there is in the light spectrum. (And now that I have had cataract surgery I am enraptured at seeing so many colors again. I still tear up at sunset when I see those particularly magical hues of periwinkle, lavender, lilac, and violet. But more on all that in another post.)
Can you think of other things that are usually BOTH black AND white at the same time? If so, please leave a comment! Thanks!
It’s time to refine my goals for 2022! The following list is a rough draft of my 22 goals or projects (in no particular order) for 2022.
Annotations: *Good habits already established: take Rx on time; drink more water (eventual goal is 1 gallon a day); pray, read, and write daily; prioritize specific health goals (last year was all about my eyes).
Define/ refine specific habits I want to establish this year. How specific can I be without triggering resistance?
What specific things do I need to do to prepare for a meeting with a financial advisor?
To be finished before December 31, 2022!
What qualities or characteristics in a podcast host’s voice sound compelling to me:
Even though there are many specific qualities I prefer to hear in a podcast host’s voice, I find it heartening that there can be so many different voices that express these things in my perception. In other words, I’m glad my preferences don’t limit who I will listen to in terms of other demographics. I enjoy hearing the voices of any age, gender, ethnicity, etc. I can even enjoy listening to folks talk regarding a wide range of topics, including those beyond my experience, as long as I can relate with some basic, human, “positive” (according to my values), characteristic in their voice. I find I can at least briefly sample voices whose vocal qualities repel me; I’m that curious; but, I admit I won’t listen long to voices that express the antithesis of the above listed characteristics.
FTR: I realize this post might not be directly helpful to anyone other than myself. It is serving me as an exercise in identifying what attracts me in speaking voices. Presumably, these are the qualities I would like to emulate.
If I were to critique my own voice, I would find that I sound genuine, sincere, respectful, but “weak” or “tired” in many ways. Generally, I think my voice sounds too wispy and tentative. I tend to sound stronger and potentially appealing when I am in “teacher mode” and am encouraging growth in some specific way.
I’ve been listening to many podcasts over quite a few years. The above admonitions are what I’d like all podcasting hosts to know. I want you to know my preferences about your delivery style because, while I listen for your content, your delivery can be a hurdle or a help. If your tone or style is too much of a hurdle, I won’t bother listening; there are too many other podcasts to choose from. If your tone or style is a help toward hearing your content, I will keep listening and likely forgive many flaws.
When I did this exercise today, I felt elation. I think the three things that most caused my elevated happiness were: 1) the miu miu perfume, 2) the process (that it was a process with steps but also relatively short), and 3) that it led somewhere. This is good!
There’s an exercise that helps folks focus on the here and now through paying attention to their five senses. I’ve heard it described various ways, but my preferred version goes like this:
This is a lovely exercise on its own. But lately I’ve been thinking I’d like to take this exercise and expand it or deepen it a bit for a daily well-being practice. I might tweek this as I go, but for now I’m going to experiment with this:
I’m anticipating that having this follow-up of articulating gratitude and choosing an action might help me deepen my sense of meaning to my days.
My nature seems to be content to dwell in awe or rest. I enjoy Being. I savor the Now easily. I also used to be able to set great goals. But sometime during my 50’s I felt my heart leaving this realm. I’ve experienced so much loss it’s been almost impossible to even think about any investment in the future. For awhile I didn’t want to look forward, I didn’t want to look back, and I didn’t really want to embrace my Now (except in teaching). But I’ve been praying for my heart to accept rekindling of interest in life here and now.
Discovering podcasts and listening to a variety has gone a long way in helping me find potential interests. So much so that some days I feel overwhelmed with choices. I like to have my little or detailed investments or commitments to fit into some larger grand plan. My idea of a “grand plan” doesn’t have to be epic or heroic or anything others might call grand, but it needs to feel grand to me and it needs to have a big enough purpose that it can sustain me for years if not decades. In other words, I like having goals that I know I might not fully accomplish or finish. I like my inspirational horizon to stay far off. But of course, I also need and like to be able to see my path toward it and to know of at least a few concrete immediately accessible stepping-stones. I model much of my life-dreams on my approach to my life as a pianist. I usually practice pieces on three levels: one or more pieces that stretch me beyond my current capability, two or more pieces that I know I can master but might take a couple of months, and several pieces that I can polish within a week or two — this last category is taken from material I “sight read.”
This habit of embracing goals at differing levels of challenge seems to me to be a great model for growth in any area of life. The central focus is long-term growth. The method is planning for multiple stages of accomplishment. For me to be intensely interested in the immediately accomplish-able, I have to see how it helps me move towards that which is not so certain.
Now that I’ve articulated my habit for planning growth, I feel very happy with myself that I have established this within myself. I think my parents set me on this course. I think there are probably genes that give some people this disposition, and if that’s true, I likely have those genes. And I know I have had teachers and mentors who have affirmed, supported, and helped hone these habits in my way of living. So I don’t take all the credit for having these good habits. But I too often disparage myself for my lack of good habits for physical health, so it’s lovely to remember I have established some great habits in other realms of my living.
So rather than ramble on about reflecting on this generally, I’m going to compose my first list of Seven Steps (not fully satisfied with the title yet):
This is a lovely exercise! I enjoyed it very much! Maybe it’s a luxury to have time for this lengthier version, but I have the time and I need to spend it this way. Hooray!
I hope anyone who reads this is encouraged to do something for themselves to stimulate their own sense of belonging here and now, and if possible their own sense of gratitude.
Grace to you and peace!
12 Twelve-Step Vocabulary I find interesting; words or concepts to use as prompts for future posts:
So many of the words in this list are commonly used in many spheres of human interaction. They seem to be used with particular meanings in Al-Anon or other 12-step programs, they are sometimes used with other meanings in other forms of therapy or spiritual disciplines, and they are definitely applied to one’s own life in sometimes dramatically different ways depending on one’s particular needs for healing/ growth. I’m interested in how I might compare and contrast the definitions and usage of these words in 12-step programs vs Catholic spiritual disciplines, and vs my needs as an ASCA.
For now, this is just a list of prompts. When I write on any of these topics I will hopefully remember to link those posts to this one in case any of my list readers are interested in my expanded musings.
Sometimes when I’m sinking into that abysmal cavernous, ravenous, hole in my soul, where only God can safely and peacefully reside, I feel as though I’m being sucked down into a deep, dark, bottomless channel underwater. It actually feels like a sucking inside my chest, as if I’m very hungry, except that I’m not hungry for food. It feels like a power or mind other than my own is pulling me under. It feels strong and swift. It feels like I’m losing my breath and will soon lose my self-awareness, maybe my existence. I think this is how I feel sometimes at the beginning of a panic attack. But it’s also how I can feel at times when I’m simply in need of spiritual nurturance or comfort.
Recently I’ve been listening to a podcast for al-anon members. As far as I know, I don’t have any actual addicts (of alcohol or otherwise) in my family, but I have certainly experienced various kinds of dysfunctionality in relationships with individuals or groups of people. I don’t know much at all about alcoholism, but I understand that it is a disease and has some chemical/neurological basis. I assume an addictive response to any substance would indicate something has gone wrong with the brain chemistry.
Conversely, there are detrimental habits that we sometimes call “addictions” because the habituated seems powerless to change their behavior, but their mental/ emotional issues are more a matter of experience with trauma or dysfunctional relationships. I’m probably describing this poorly; I’m not an expert on any of this in any regard.
I’m just trying to acknowledge that I’m beginning to see how addiction to alcohol is ANALOGOUS (rather than literally alike) to other problems humans have that aren’t actually, fundamentally the same inasmuch as they aren’t chemically based or brain-altering. Or maybe some of these addictions differ in terms of what comes first: the genetic predisposition to be addicted to a particular substance versus a learned set of dysfunctional behaviors, I.e. nature versus nurture?
The important nuances for me are
For example, regarding:
The challenge for most adults who deal with various behavioral or psychological issues is that we are each very complex in unique ways. The therapies or programs offered to help us are usually geared toward only one issue. This is good; it is probably best that each type of therapy or self-help has a specific target. Even so, I as an individual have to then discern which threads of my mind/soul fabric are being repaired/ recovered/ healed, and which need other kinds of help.
This post has gotten too long and too heavy too quickly! As an exercise prompted by the #EverydayInspiration course I meant to begin with a picture that might “tell a story.” The piece of my story that I was concerned with today was feeling overwhelmed by existential thoughts, and having prayed, feeling like I’ve regained some footing.
31 In You, O Lord, I have taken refuge;
Let me never be ashamed;
In Your righteousness deliver me.
2 Incline Your ear to me, rescue me quickly;
Be to me a rock of [a]strength,
A stronghold to save me.
3 For You are my [b]rock and my fortress;
For Your name’s sake You will lead me and guide me.
4 You will pull me out of the net which they have secretly laid for me,
For You are my strength.
5 Into Your hand I commit my spirit;
You have ransomed me, O Lord, God of [c]truth.from Psalm 31 (see the whole Psalm on Bible Gateway.)
Exploring Modern Art
Exploring Poetry
Intro to Piano Classics
miracles of levity
Moments lived and shared
Stories from Childhood
Blessed are the merciful for they will be shown mercy. (Matthew 5:7)
seeking beauty amidst the thorns
Enjoying Process
healthy is beautiful
Muse & Pause
wisdom from the word, the world, and myself
Here and now
By and about Hooley Family
The Power of Story
Because we’re all recovering from something.
Mining the mother lode of what makes me merry
Who cares? Hoo cares!