Saturday, September 27, 2008

Community

How important is community to human beings? How important is it to belong? Being told over and over again that we are social, I would think they both are pretty damned important. How important however, is local community? What differences result from being a part of a local community versus a part of a global community?

I wonder this because in conversation this morning with my grandparents, we were discussing how the kids, and even older folk, rarely get out in the winter any more getting together to ice skate, cross country ski, or some other form of socializing. There really is such a huge disconnection between members of local communities. Most everyone lives in their own little world, which especially is connected through electronics. It is helped fueled by creating online communities, online social networks, like Facebook and MySpace. What is the result of this? Is it for the better? Is this part of human evolution on our way to a grander state of being? Will the transition be painful? Looking at the world around me, I have to believe it is...

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Diversity

This topic has been floating around in my brain for months. I know I won't hit it exactly as I want - I am not that eloquent in expressing myself.

Biodiversity is a strong indicator of how the world is doing, naturally speaking. If areas of high biodiversity are suffering, then we are doing something wrong in this world that is causing areas that are very specifically evolved to suffer.

Can the same be said about humanity? The USA is one of the more highly diverse societies in the world. I am not saying that other cultures are highly accepted, but take a look at cities like New York City, Houston, Los Angeles ... they have tons of people of differing cultures. They are very diverse. This country has the potential to be great - but we do not accept our diversity or the strength in it. It was a country founded on freedom, but a country that currently only focuses on Christianity. That is a problem - what ever happened to a division between church and state? Who cares if God blesses us? That is not what this country is about. It is about freedom, which manifests itself as diversity.

We, like highly biodiverse countries, are a marker like the canary in the mine. If this country begins to suffer, if we are dying off, then the rest of the world will have problems. Why? Because we are the rest of the world, come to chase its dream. But have formed as a melting pot.

Melting pots heat up substances, seperating the waste from the good. Are we trying to prove that one religion, one race is the best? Or are we trying to prove the power that humanity as a whole, humanity working together has?

Monday, September 1, 2008

Chasing Elodie

This is ridiculous. A girl that I used to email many, many years ago, about ten years to be exact has been haunting my mind the past month or two. We were only friends, at best. Then her email address became unreachable. So ten years pass, and I never tried to get in touch.

All of a sudden this past month, I've sent out 50-75 messages on Facebook to all the women named Elodie. It's unfortunate that I am unable to hunt based on the location, which would be France, but c'est la vie. There also have been messages sent via other social networking websites ... maybe one of them will eventually find her. Or maybe this post will help!

So the big question is: why am I doing this? Am I really that desperately wanting some female companionship? It's probably no secret that I am desperately wanting female companionship. And certainly, this is half of the desire behind hunting for her - to just see what happens.

There is also a woman who invades my dreams, calling to me as my soul mate, my anam cara .. in that world, she is called Nikarik ... or that is as close as I can make out the name from the phonetics I know. She is dark haired, blue eyed, pale yet healthy skinned. Kind, compassionate, caring, not expecting anything of me but to love her. Supportive, and able to converse with me, which is difficult. hah!

Yes, she is a dream, literally. But figuratively as well. It keeps me going, thinking that I will not be alone in life. And in fact, in my mind, I am not alone. There is that special companion that makes me whole.

Does this make me crazy? Oh yes, without a doubt. But it's also how I manage through life, causing no harm to others.

We all kind of live in our own worlds, worlds that exist only in our minds. It is a great thing. This is how we deal with realities that can be extremely difficult to deal with, providing us with hope and vision. These worlds perhaps even develop into a goal for us, their development a desire we wish to accomplish, a piece of us we leave behind in a fleeting life. And none of that is bad, so long as we are harming nothing else ...

So, I will continue chasing my Elodie. Someday, perhaps I will find her, and will be the right man for her from the lessons learned during the chase.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Attention

Recently, I'm lying on my cot, listening to NPR and the story of the girls in Glocouster, Massachusets comes on the radio. This news has been airing like crazy all day. The news is crazy! High school girls, making a pact to get pregnant.

I haven't a clue what their story is, and will try not to make any further judgement on it. But all of us, I am sure, keep wondering what was going on in their heads. The news story on NPR mentions that none of the girls involved in the pact come from a family where they get much attention, where they have few restrictions. They made this pact in order to, in a sense, start their own family, on their own terms and their own plan. They will raise the children together.

Yesterday, I had the wonderful opportunity to meet Emma (I hope if her mother ever came across this, that it would not be taken wrong) while fishing off the dock at Miners' Lake in Ely, MN. She's a beautiful little girl full of curiousity, asking tons of questions and with the potential for a bright future. And she cracked me up. But also made me very sad at the same time. I don't know what life is like for her, but one thing was obvious: she craved attention. Many, many times I heard the question asked "Mommy, can I fish next to that man?" Why? Because I'd taken the opportunity to answer her questions while I landed my first rainbow trout ever caught, to allow her to look at the fish, touch the fish, and then ask questions. "What is this?" as she pointed towards a fin. "And this?" while pointing towards the dorsal fin. Later, questions arose about why the water made ripples, which led to tossing MANY stones into the lake. It was fun.

Attention is something we need. We do not live in this world alone. The animals around us provide examples of few, if any species that live in exclusive isolation. Social interaction is craved, and peer influence directs us with what we do in our life. More attention needs to be paid to the topic of attention. More of our time needs to be spent in our interactions with our fellow human beings, instead of wasting our time chasing after money.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Seeing the truth, through the night

When I'm outside talking a walk at nite, which happens often while at my grandparents, an intriguing thought has come to mind: that through the darkness, you actually are looking at the truth. What does this mean? Well, to each of us, I welcome it to mean something different. When I look around me, in the darkness, my mind opens up. There are trees, but the trees are something more. They become walls, they become light and dark, they are tall and strong. With the wind creeping through them, they become alive, capable of making sounds as they move, squeak squeak squeak as branch rubs against branch, or the rustle of their leaves. They become so simple, yet so complex. Just as everything around us is.

What the nite does is open us to simplicity. During the day, it is hard not to be aware only of it's physical appearance. During the nite, our other senses are opened to receive everything. And this, to me, is the truth. Not just focusing on the good or the bad, but on every aspect of life's complexity. Focusing on them each individually, yet together. Yes, these sounds like complete contradictions, yet look closer; they're not.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

First blog

Why blog? I've been asking that question of people over the past few years as the blog has become more popular. Blogging has become a way for people to voice their opinions, to let friends know what they are thinking ... in general, a way to share information. Sharing of information - now that is something beautiful. Especially the sharing part, that it is all free, or the spanish, libre (I prefer the spanish way of saying free, it is much more specific to freedom of thought, liberty).

So the reason for my blogging is that I have ideas, many times that would be typed or put into a journal anyways. Stuff that I want to be kept real private, I will keep real private. The rest of the stuff that goes on in my mind, well, I can gladly put it here and maybe, just maybe, it will be interesting to others.