Sunday, May 31, 2009
Can Someone Clue Me In?
I am confused and need some clarification. What is the deal with these public blogs like "Seriously So Blessed" and "NieNie" and "cJane", etc? And I am not being sarcastic, I seriously just want to know. Is it like reading a favorite column? I have trouble keeping up with friends' and family's blogs as it is! Please, someone shed some light on this for me.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Man's Search for Meaning by Viktor E. Frankl
Widely recognized as an enduring and influential piece of literature, Dr. Viktor E. Frankl first began Man’s Search for Meaning as an anonymous essay or treatise on Logotherapy, his physiological brain child, and the experiences that led to its creation. Convinced by colleagues, Dr. Frankl put his name on and in his work to give us the gem we have today. And it is a gem, brimming with quotable thoughts and sometimes life improving and others life changing ideas. Dr. Frankl’s book is divided into two sections. The first explores his first hand experiences in Nazi concentration camps, the second part builds upon the first as he lays forth logotherapy.Dr. Frankl made the odds of 1 in 28 persons to survive a Nazi concentration camp despite his small physical frame. Instead of focusing on the atrocities committed in a concentration camp that we are traditionally acquainted with, the first half of his book focuses instead on the effect of camp life on prisoners’ psyches which he experienced first hand as a psychologist. I will spare details and stories, but neither the reader nor Dr. Frankl can deny the small miracles and acts of providence that he surely experienced.
Dr. Frankl builds on these experiences in a concentration camp to present logotherapy to the reader in the second half of his book. While he uses an entire book to lay forth logotherapy, I cannot here, in a smaller space, spell it forth but I can use words such as “no nonsense” but also “common sense” and yet still “empathy” to describe it.
As I said before, this book is brimming with quotes and ideas, and they will most likely speak differently to different people. But there are three ideas that particularly spoke to me. First, he dispels the idea that life owes each of us something. He says that as a prisoner one had to change his attitude toward life:
“It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life—daily and hourly. Our answer must consist, not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the task which it constantly sets for each individual.”
Second, a correction to the idea that happiness is the only productive state a human should experience. First, Dr. Frankl says, “Happiness must not be pursued; it must ensue.” And while there is obviously value in having happiness, saying life should only and always be happy, which is what our culture certainly promotes with enticements to be consistently entertained, is saying that life has no meaning otherwise. He quotes a colleague, “our current mental-hygiene philosophy stresses the idea that people ought to be happy, that unhappiness is a symptom of maladjustment. Such a value system might be responsible for the fact that the burden of unavoidable unhappiness is increased by unhappiness about being unhappy.” Dr. Frankl believes there is meaning to suffering (unavoidable suffering, not masochistic suffering) at least because it is part of life, everyone’s life. He states, “But not only creativeness and enjoyment [in life] are meaningful. If there is a meaning in life at all, then there must be meaning in suffering.” It would surely be self destructive to imagine that suffering, which arguably we experience at least half of our lives, makes at least half of our lives worthless! He also laments that since current society doesn’t see any value in suffering they do not allow a sufferer to be proud and dignified in his suffering nor see value in what can be learned from it. (Can anyone say “bailout?”) And he goes on:
“We must never forget that we may also find meaning in life even when confronted with a hopeless situation, when facing a fate that cannot be changed. For what then matters is to bear witness to the uniquely human potential at is best, which is to transform a personal tragedy into a triumph, to turn one’s predicament into a human achievement.”
The third idea that impacted me was a correction to the idea that we should find tension and guilt free equilibrium. Current philosophy may have you feeling pressure to feel no guilt or tension in your life and consequently you may feel there is something “wrong” with you because you do feel tension, guilt or suffering. So you feel tension to achieve or become? Dr. Frankl says it is not only natural but desirable. He says,
“Thus it can be seen that mental health is based on a certain degree of tension, the tension between what one has already achieved and what one still ought to accomplish, or the gap between what one is and what one should become. Such a tension is inherent in the human being and therefore is indispensable to mental well-being. We should not then, be hesitant about challenging a man with a potential meaning for him to fulfill.”
Dr. Frankl also says guilt is an opportunity to change oneself for the better. So in essence, don’t cause additional tension or guilt about feeling tension or guilt, just move ahead and answer what life asks of you the best you can. But be sure it is your very best.
While Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl certainly helps one with their search for meaning, it also helps the reader take life in stride with hope of ending as a better person than we began.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
The Truth
In place of my frequent political blog posts, I have decided to start my own political column here on my website. You will see I have made my blog a 3 column layout, and my new column "The Truth..." will be on my left sidebar along with my other political widgets. So for your political education and enlightenment, enjoy my new column!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Georgia Aquarium
We were also able to see a Titanic exhibit that was there but we weren't allowed to take pictures. They had 190 artifacts recovered from the wreckage site. Very neat. They also had recreated rooms and lots and lots of facts and things to read--my favorite. Tyler and I were very glad we paid the extra $5 or so to see it.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
The Best Mothers Day Weekend Ever!
First of all, a big shout out to MY mother on Mothers Day! Here she is after giving birth to me. She is the best mother! She raised 6 no nonsense girls to be just as strong as her. Now that I am a mom, I like to think of when I was her baby. It makes me realize how much she has loved me all along. They say you don't know what your parents feel for you until you are a parent yourself. Amen! Thanks Mom for loving me that much and more!This year was my second experience with Mothers Day and it was the best one yet! As is usually the case in our little family, holidays stretch to encompass a few days. So this whole weekend was my Mothers Day weekend in effect. First, Friday night Tyler and I watched The Curious Case of Benjamin Button which I cried my eyes out during. The next morning, we went to the city recreation center where we have a family membership to take Cameron swimming for his first (real) time!
Ithink that was one of my best days in a long time. Both of my favorite boys and no appointments and no where to be, just a whole day to do whatever we wanted.
After a delicious meal of a Stouffers lasagna (the dining hall is closed for two weeks) the day was finished well with a walk in the old rich neighborhood of the city. One of Tyler's and my favorite things to do is to take walks and look at the houses and comment on them and their landscaping; you know, give our expert opinions and say what we want someday. It was so neat to see all the grand southern mansions, even in such a small town. What a unique heritage the South has, no wonder they are so proud of it! Here's a picture of me in front of the Haunted Mansion in Disneyland. Oh no, wait, this is a real house. I have never seen such huge columns on a personal residence before in my life, minus the White House. A note on the houses here and I imagine in all the South: porches are a big deal. Everyone has a large porch with at least a few sturdy rocking chairs and at most decorating to rival the inside of the house.
Big Boo Boo
First of all, I have to share that on Monday we all experienced our very first tornado warning. The sirens were going, police driving around with their sirens telling everyone to get inside and everything. Tyler called and made sure Cameron and I were on the first floor. So we hung out in our building's lounge and watched the Weather Channel with a local. I'm glad he was there because I got to ask questions. But thank goodness no tornado. But there has been lots of flooding in the area. I haven't seen so much rain in a long time. It sure can storm down here!
Wednesday night, we were letting Cameron run up and down the hall to get some exercise (like a dog?) while Tyler and I chatted. It seemed harmless enough. Unfortunately Cameron tripped (we think because of his shoes) and fell perfectly to smash his forehead square into the edge of a metal door jam. I have to say it was the bloodiest wound I have ever had to take care of. And the most upsetting by far. He had about an inch long, split wound right in the middle of his forehead. We were pretty sure he was going to need stitches since I think we had a clear view of his skull. But we weren't too keen on the idea of an emergency room. Luckily, I called my dad and he said we probably didn't need to take him for stitches. Instead we fetched the first aid kit out of our car (another testimony to getting our emergency supplies in order!) and used medical tape to actually tape the wound closed.
Here's a very shaken mommy holding her baby, who is finally subdued with Dora the Explorer and some Fruit Loops. And yes, I did wipe up the blood before the picture. Figured I'd never want to see a picture of my baby's face and neck covered in that much blood again. Tyler was a trooper. As you know he is very squeamish at the sight of blood. He held Cameron in the bath tub and applied pressure to the wound while I ran around crazy getting cold, wet rags and calling my dad. I came into the bathroom just in time to see him white as a sheet and covered in sweat. "Don't pass out Tyler!" I had to yell. We switched and Tyler went to fetch the first aid kit after laying down with his feet elevated for a bit. Way to hang in there! He said he was praying not to pass out so he could take care of his family. Understandable.
That night at bedtime we covered the taped together wound with band aids and put socks on Cam's hands to keep his curiosity from reopening it. I happen to think this picture is adorable--we had to hold his bottle since his hands were now not so good for it. That night Tyler put Cam to sleep in his arms and a good thing too because he hasn't left any bandages on through naps or night time since. And of course Tyler gave him a blessing. Luckily for us, Cameron has healed up very well. After the first 24 hours, we let him go day time with nothing over it so it can dry out (and also because he just won't allow any bandages anyway) and then after he is asleep we sneak a band aid over it so it can have direct contact to neosporin all night. We are so grateful to have a doctor in the family, that much I can say for sure. Every local person we have told that we were able to avoid the emergency room has told us we are very lucky. And blessed I am sure.
Wednesday night, we were letting Cameron run up and down the hall to get some exercise (like a dog?) while Tyler and I chatted. It seemed harmless enough. Unfortunately Cameron tripped (we think because of his shoes) and fell perfectly to smash his forehead square into the edge of a metal door jam. I have to say it was the bloodiest wound I have ever had to take care of. And the most upsetting by far. He had about an inch long, split wound right in the middle of his forehead. We were pretty sure he was going to need stitches since I think we had a clear view of his skull. But we weren't too keen on the idea of an emergency room. Luckily, I called my dad and he said we probably didn't need to take him for stitches. Instead we fetched the first aid kit out of our car (another testimony to getting our emergency supplies in order!) and used medical tape to actually tape the wound closed.
That night at bedtime we covered the taped together wound with band aids and put socks on Cam's hands to keep his curiosity from reopening it. I happen to think this picture is adorable--we had to hold his bottle since his hands were now not so good for it. That night Tyler put Cam to sleep in his arms and a good thing too because he hasn't left any bandages on through naps or night time since. And of course Tyler gave him a blessing. Luckily for us, Cameron has healed up very well. After the first 24 hours, we let him go day time with nothing over it so it can dry out (and also because he just won't allow any bandages anyway) and then after he is asleep we sneak a band aid over it so it can have direct contact to neosporin all night. We are so grateful to have a doctor in the family, that much I can say for sure. Every local person we have told that we were able to avoid the emergency room has told us we are very lucky. And blessed I am sure.
Zoo Time
We are not sure what Cameron thought of it all. He saw the animals but he is just now becoming aware of animals in general so I am sure a cheeta makes no different impression on him than a house cat. But it was still good to take him. You want to feel like you're showing your children the neat things the world has to offer. But we're pretty sure Cameron's found his favorite exhibit right before we left:
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Is anyone else scared out of their wits like I am at the prospect of universal health care? I'm definitely starting to believe in conspiracy theories: Could all the out of control hype over the swine flu be a segway into why the government should be in charge of health care? Does that make anyone wonder?
Seriously, don't be fooled when proponents just make it sound like "another choice" or "public option." This Rep admits it's all just strategy.
Rep. Jan Schakowsky (D-IL) receives loud applause from advocates for government-control when she admits the President's public health care plan will destroy private competition.
Seriously, don't be fooled when proponents just make it sound like "another choice" or "public option." This Rep admits it's all just strategy.
Rep. Jan Schakowsky (D-IL) receives loud applause from advocates for government-control when she admits the President's public health care plan will destroy private competition.
New Lives in Alabama
Below are some shots of the campus. It is beautifully kept. The buildings are all after the same fashion as the one below, colonial with large white pillars. And the grounds are fabulous which is a credit to the company Tyler works for. (Remember he is working for Sodexo, a large facilities management company that takes care of outsourcing for other institutions, such as this campus, and does their new construction management, landscaping, custodial, and food.) There are rose bushes in bloom all over campus. I hear the magnolia trees are next!
We are loving it so far and I will continue to update my blog with our adventures. Today we are going to the zoo that is about an hour away in the big town nearby!
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