Friday, October 24, 2008

One Coin: Two Sides

Full (okay, only partial) disclosure: I spent my formative years swimming, running, jumping, climbing, playing in the mud with trucks (and reading...). In fact, I didn't wear a "non event" dress until I was 20. Of course I've made up for that in exponential leaps and bounds (if such a thing is even possible) with my fairly recent and voracious appetite for fashion.
So I saw this picture yesterday & I had a moment of "real world envy". I realize that I'm in the real world - albeit a world sans Target, Chinatown, and pretty much everything I can think of to assist in the replication of this picture. Sigh. Different countries, different conveniences, different aesthetics....
But then (!) at work this morning - okay, so it was like 15 minutes ago - I saw a mongoose in the garden in front of my desk! And then there were more and more until there were 5 mongooses (5 mongeeses?) HA.HA.HA. That, my friends, was the signifier of the start to a fantastic day - a reminder of the little girl aimee piper: the one who would throw herself bodily on the ground and try to figure out what was before her. And I'm still that girl - except now I like to host dinner parties where we can all talk about what new and cool things we did that day!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Two For... Wednesday

I first came across this band on a really rad (and naturally now defunt) Indie radio station in Orange County.... This song was on my friends' wedding album - and they've just had their one year anniversary. Big shout out to Maryam & Brian Fortuna!

A Light at the End...

The road is long, let’s do it together *they seemed to say*

Sometimes I can't help but make up little stories when I see certain pictures. Maybe not a full 1000 words, but some pictures are so eloquent - like they have perfectly captured a moment or expression - all with a little back story that runs through my mind.
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Upon Closer Inspection...

So I've decided to participate in Blog Action Day 2008 - this year's theme is poverty. As per usual, I'm a little late to the game, which is code for "I learned about this opportunity yesterday...". Never the less, I am very happy and excited to participate in such an important endeavor. Thousands of blogs, across the globe, using their fields of expertise and personal voice to shed light on a topic that, quite frankly, has some of the pre-eminant thinkers and leaders of modernity stumped. Maybe not as to how we have created such a drastic divide between wealth and poverty - God knows that there has been enough finger-pointing in that regard - but stumped on how to elevate the station of the poor....
Well, you can imagine that if the eminant (pre or otherwise) are having a hard time putting their minds around something of this magnitude, that I was having a hard time doing the same - and all in 24 little hours. The conclusion I've come to is that I don't understand poverty. I know what it is to sacrifice and to do without - but, largely, these are choices that I make. I am afforded the liberty, because of my status as an educated woman from middle-class America, of deciding what it that I will sacrifice: time, comfort, money, etc. So what I mean by telling you that I don't understand poverty is that I don't understand what it is to have these decisions of sacrifice made by the reality of my circumstances.
I think, that if you've read my blog before (a hearty welcome if you haven't), that you will notice a trend: I find it insufficient - in terms of social responsibility, and in order to - quite frankly - stop wasting time - to simply find problems. What is needed are solutions, and this requires action. If you are not already familiar with its devastating, debilitating, and demoralizing effects, I won't ask you to familiarize yourselves with poverty - but I do ask that you consider, and carefully so, what I am about to share with you.
About 2 months ago I had the opportunity to hear Dr. Farzam Arbab, member of the Universal House of Justice, speak about his considerable experience in the field of Social and Economic Development. In the course of his presentation, Dr. Arbab asked that we - the participants - learn to tell the difference between information and propaganda and other forms of disinformation. Perhaps the single greatest thing that we can do as a people in this generation is to learn to be truly openminded and free thinkers. To investigate to the fullness of our ability the information, art, objects, products and ideas we encounter. Learn to be a wise consumer, not to the point of asceticism, but truly make a point to learn all that you can for yourself. In this way we will have informed and conscientious people of action coming to their own conclusions about how to aleviate poverty in their own unique circle of influence. We will start to realize that, like this initial global discourse on poverty, individual initiative is as necessary as collective cooperation.
I leave you with this final thought, which I fully urge you to consider freely and objectively, from the Writings of Bahá'u'lláh:

"Know ye that the poor are the trust of God in your midst. Watch that ye betray not His trust, that ye deal not unjustly with them and that ye walk not in the ways of the treacherous. Ye will most certainly be called upon to answer for His trust on the day when the Balance of Justice shall be set, the day when unto every one shall be rendered his due, when the doings of all men, be they rich or poor, shall be weighed. "
- Bahá'u'lláh

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

The Semantics of a Thing...

Earlier in the week I got an email from my mom - she was worried that my recent posts seemed a little melancholy.... She wrote everything in bold pink to cheer me up (and did make me grin, considerably). But my recent posts were, for me, more contemplative - on the reality of life & my situation in it - than melancholy. The picture below pretty much sums up how I feel, right now. *I'll spare you the thousand words, and let you arrive at your own conclusions...*

More thoughts on the reality of my life right now, excerpted from an earlier conversation with my friend Nazy...
"I’m reduced to conversation constructs – and hoping, dreadfully so, that they’ll work……"
Thanks for putting up with the 'outloud' vent of my thoughts - 'preciate you!

Monday, October 13, 2008

Slow and Steady Wins the Race?

So I realize that I sort of suck at keeping promises - or, more to the point, I sort of suck at taking/uploading pictures of places I go & tell you about & promise that you'll soon see all of the wonderful things I've seen....
I mean to be better at it, I'm just challenged. Of course, when I tell you that it is a regular occurence in my family to develop a single roll of film (most usually from a disposable camera - awww yeah! We practically invented lo mo!) and find pictures from Mother's Day, 4th of July, and Thanksgiving - all within 36 little pictures, it'll make more sense. **It's okay if you want to laugh, it's kind of funny.**
Thankfully I have fantastic friends who rock at taking pictures! Below is a shot of Kalila & I (and Kadria, too) in Tel Aviv.
Dad - yes, the bug in the shot is on purpose. And, to be fair, I should tell everyone that my dad's also a great photographer - the penchant for forgetting to bring the camera/take a picture/develop the film is totally matrilineally inherited....

Anyhow, it may take longer than anyone would like (ahem. I mean me), but I'm still learning, right? ...I wonder how long that excuse will work - maybe until Thanksgiving? {wink}

Sunday, October 12, 2008

...Are We There, Yet?

15 months ago I met these beautiful, bright, sunshiney-smiley-faced people for the first time. Meet my orientation group - well, 2/3 of us anyhow. Strange to think that more than 1/2 of us are now back in our respective corners of the world - going to school or working.
When we began our individual and collective service, we were strangers - and now I think we are family. Or if not family, then something very close and special. Certainly better than simply friends.
Indulge me why I think outloud, hmmm? I was reading my OED (don't hate, congratulate) and I came across the word conflagration (noun): a large and destructive fire; from the Latin. Well, directly below this is conflate (verb): combine into one. The origin here is also from the Latin, conflare 'kindle, fuse'. I believe that our service together, here in the Holy Land, has enlightened us, made us stronger, brighter and more ready for the world - and made us, if not quite family, more than friends.
Big shout out to the Bahá’í World Centre orientation group of July 2007 - where ever you are, whatever you're doing!
 
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