Tuesday, March 9, 2021

I Want You to Know - You Matter, and I Care


Some of the books I’ve read lately have been heavy and deep. I found one that was deep but buoyant and I can’t get it off my mind.


Here in the Real World by Sara Pennypacker is beautiful. The 13-year-old protagonist is trying to figure out how he fits into the world and finds a pamphlet that says “Live a Purpose Driven Life”. He ponders on this for a while while being accused by his new friend of living in 'magic fairness land'.

Then he realizes this:

[Ware] did want the world to be more fair. It wasn't fair that more people didn't want the world to be fair.

..

"You're right that I don't think that you should just take it when bad things happen, but I don't want things to be magically what they are not. I want them to be what they could be and somebody has to want that, or nothing bad will ever get better."


While in grad school what feels like a million years ago, I wrote in the front of a composition notebook (which I still have) “I want to make a difference, not money.” Right now, I feel like I’m doing a great job of not making money, but am still working on making a difference.

I’m trying to remember that making a difference can happen on many levels. I don’t have to be globally recognized to make a difference. I can make a difference one-on-one in quiet, small ways. And that matters.

But that also doesn’t mean I have to stop trying to make a broader difference.

With these ideas swirling in my mind, I listened to the music from a show called We Live in Cairo again today. The lyrics from Genealogy of Revolution touches on this idea that one person having an idea and acting on it can make a difference.

I was one person
Who had an idea
Who made it words
And someone heard
Someone heard
Someone heard and took my words
Someone heard and took my words
And made them theirs
And made them theirs
...
I told my sister we could fail
Come anyway
Come anyway
Go to the square
Go to the square
You'll know the words when you are there
And know that millions come from thousands
Know that thousands come from hundreds
Know that hundreds come from two
Which comes from one person
Who had an idea
Who made it words
And someone heard
Someone heard

I think my biggest desire currently is to help people know they matter and that I care. And I want to help create a society where everything we do, the laws we have, the way our cities are set up, the way we hire people - all of it - shows the truth that human being matter by the way people are treated, and by how we collectively respond if someone or something violates that truth.

But perhaps more than many other things, this desire of mine can be beautifully executed one-on-one with every person I come in contact with.

So if you're reading this, know that you matter, and I care. And if you know me personally, hold me accountable for showing that truth in all my interactions.


Tuesday, February 23, 2021

Speaks to My Soul: Chapters by Brett Young


New years can be exciting, overwhelming, fun, frustrating – basically, a mixture of emotions and experiences.

For me they often feel like a chance to pause, to take stock. The turning of a page. The beginning of a chapter.

So, for my first Speaks to My Soul post of 2021, I chose to write about Chapters sung by Brett Young.

In this song, the story is about a boy wanting to play ball – and finding out his injury or physical limitations will not allow that to happen professionally:

Doc said you'll never play again
Worst thing I ever heard
It sounds rough, doesn't it?
I wish I knew back then

I bet each of us has at least one moment like that – where someone else tells us the “Worst thing [we] ever heard” and we think everything is over, there is no coming back from this set back.

There's no perfect life
You can't hold back time

I feel like 2020 taught this lesson over and over again. And often not perfect is REALLY not perfect. Not what we wanted, expected or would have chosen. But, “you can’t hold back time” – it marches forward no matter what we do.

It is also why there is no way to just “go back to normal”. Because things changed.

People.

Expectations.

World views.

And that doesn’t have to be a bad thing.

Truth is that we all got stories
Gotta fail on your way to glory
Takes time tryna get it right

A recurring thing I’ve felt, and witnessed in others, is the feeling that our life is a series of crashes and burns and others’ lives are a series of highlight reels. And a lot of social media feeds into this image – literally.

But, it is true – we all “gotta fail on [our] way to glory” and it certainly “Takes time tryna get it right” but the trying is worth it.

… every future has a past

And we can only get to the future by living now, and that now becomes our past and creates our future.

…right now I can hear God laughin'
Guess he must have heard my plans
And my odes, thought it was a joke
Gave me more than I could ask

Every page you turn
Is a lesson learned

This lyric speaks to why we can’t just go back. Because along the way we learn lessons. And we can carry those lessons and experiences and increased knowledge forward with us.

Ain't we all, ain't we all just tryna get it right?

I know I am. And I believe {most} other people are too. And I hope we all keep trying together, because I think we have great power to get things right – or at the very least to make them better, for everyone.

I wish I knew back then

This refrain in the song is near and dear to my heart. I said something similar when I relaunched my Etsy shop in 2020:

Sometimes we have to do hard things. Things that scare us.

For, well, years I've been standing on the edge asking if I'm ready and willing to take the leap and run my own business. So, I've dabbled here and there. Taken a step in one direction. Then taken five steps back into something more "safe".

I'm ready to try again!

There are so many sayings out there - "Better done than perfect" "One bird in your hand is better than two in the bush" - that remind me that sometimes we just have to leap.

And, I'm sure that this time will be like so many others:

I'll learn as I go
  • Things will get better
  • Looking back at some of the things I'm doing now will make me cringe
  • I'll wish I had known now what I will know then

But, now is all I've got, and I'm going for it!

We can’t know now what we will know then. But, we can trust that we will learn and grow and gain knowledge as we continue to experience life, continue to turn the pages and chapters day by day.

Things change in the blink of an eyelid

Not in every blink, but we never know which blink will bring the changes.

If you know someone who just experienced one of those blink of an eyelid changes, send them some love. If you can look back now and have some level of gratitude for one of those changes in your life, drop a comment below and share so we can all learn, grow, support and celebrate together!


P.S. Here's a link to the song if you want to give it a listen!


Wednesday, January 13, 2021

Spidey Sense: When did you last use yours?

One day while living and working in Alaska I was wandering downtown and decided to walk past my office building.

As I turned the corner, one of my colleagues called out to me, "Your spidey sense must have been going off again - I can't find my key!"

My key was in my pocket, so I was able to let her into the building and we chatted for a few minutes about her shift and then parted ways.

Her "again" referred to another time a few weeks before where I felt like I should stop by and say hello. I no longer remember the details, but I know she was in need that day too and I was able to fill her need.

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This experience came to mind today when I had a virtual meeting with two women who are serving missions for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Talking to missionaries is always uplifting and inspiring to me. There is a light and happiness about these incredible people who dedicate themselves to a cause they believe in and who choose to focus on others. They have chosen to put their life and education on hold, pay to receive training and for their room and board, move to a new area, and committed to teaching all those who are interested about the gospel of Jesus Christ. 

During our conversation they challenged me to pray and ask God to help me think of someone who I could reach out to and share some of God's love and truth with.

What a cool challenge! Who can't use some extra love and light in their life?

As they made the challenge, I thought about my interaction with my colleague in Alaska. For years I have regularly prayed for God to help me find someone I can serve. I say something to this effect:

Heavenly Father, please help me to be aware of the people around me and to know how I can share thy love and light with them.

Or something like this:

Heavenly Father, please allow me to be a conduit of thy love to those around me.

Or this one:

Heavenly Father, please help me know who I can serve today.

Then I go about my day. Typically, these prayers help me become aware of little things - like holding a door open for someone, smiling at strangers, allowing someone else to go first while merging in traffic, or sending a message to a friend or family member who is on my mind.

I believe that what my colleague identified as a "spidey sense" is an example of God's hand in my life. His answer to my prayers. His direction in my life - giving me an opportunity to help one of His children.

When is the last time you benefitted from someone following their "spidey sense"? 

My invitation to you is to tell that person thank you for what they did - in person, via text, write a letter, make a phone call - we all need to know that what we do, even the little things, matters to someone.

Oh, and next time you feel inspired to go somewhere you weren't planning to, or when someone pops unexpectedly into your mind, accept the invitation to follow your spidey sense and reach out in love. You never know, you just might make someone's day!



Thursday, December 17, 2020

This Wonderful, Terrible Time of the Year

“What do you mean?” my roommate said as she pulled back from my hug to wipe her tears.

We were in her room, she was having a hard moment and I came to offer some comfort.

“This is such a magical time of year, and there are often so many good things going on, but sometimes that’s exactly what makes it hard. We know we ‘should’ be happy, but we are not.”

2020 has been an extremely challenging year for many people, for many reasons.

Isolation is high on that list for most people.

I’ve chosen to live on the opposite side of the country from my family for nearly two decades. Most of the time I enjoy the space and have loved where I live. Sometimes I question all my choices and wonder why I am so far from the people I care about the most.

But, in the past, I have been greatly blessed to be able to go visit my family once or twice a year. Mostly that involves me getting on a plane and flying to them. A few times it has involved hours in a car driving to see them. And sometimes it has meant all of us getting in planes and meeting up in other countries.

This year, some of that has been taken away.

In more ways than one.

Travel restrictions and social distancing requirements due to COVID-19 have kept so many people apart. Even people who are relatively physically close.

My Grandpa Smith has felt this isolation acutely. His wife, my Grandma, has dementia. He has been her provider their whole married life, but over the past few years he has been her caretaker as she disappeared into the past. I’ve been at their house when she’s announced, “Well, thank you for visiting and telling us stories, but I better go home now.” I watched helplessly as my Grandpa explained to her that she was home, and as she insisted that she was not and needed to get going before it got any later. I listened to him negotiate and reason and cajole. I wondered how often this happened, and what worked best – offering her chocolate? Convincing her to get ready for bed? Certainly not reminding her that he was her husband and they had lived together in that house for decades.

Just before COVID shut things down, my Grandma fell, again. Thankfully, her early falls were more slides. So, no broken bones or serious injuries. But she was again on the ground and my Grandpa couldn’t help her up. The decision was made to have my Grandma move into a care facility. At least in my Grandpa’s mind, this was temporary while he figured out how to have help at home.

Whether that would have been possible in normal circumstances, we’ll never know. Instead, my Grandpa was suddenly separated from his wife as COVID spread; Told he could no longer visit her for the health and safety of her, those living and working in her care facility, and himself.

I’ve been periodically calling my grandpa to check in for years. Calling and talking to him more recently showed me how lonely he is. How much he misses having my Grandma at home, even if she no longer knew who he was, her presence made a world of difference for him.

On a video chat discussing 2020 Christmas plans, my Dad told us his mom broke her hip. Her hospice nurse said she likely had less than two weeks to live. She is in a lot of pain, and now spends her days and nights sedated in a bed. They made visitation exceptions and my dad and his two brothers were able to go visit her and give her a priesthood blessing, a practice in my church where a special prayer is offered for those who are sick or in need of special guidance and direction in their lives.

So, at this beautiful time of year where we focus on family and the example of people who give and make this world a brighter place, namely Jesus Christ and also Father Christmas (who I have always viewed as a type of Christ – a man who travels the world giving presents, who spreads good cheer and reminds us to be good and to see the best in others), I’m reminded that for many it is a dark time. The weather in the northern hemisphere can be harsh and unforgiving at this time. Storms come and knock out power. The days are short and sometimes it feels like there is no light to be had. Other people’s joy and time with family can remind us of what we are missing – either because we lost it or have never had it.

This year, it makes me extra grateful to have wonderful memories. Memories of Smith Family Christmas Parties – being in my grandparents home when I was young putting on a live reenactment of the Nativity story with my cousins then driving home through snowy streets looking at lights on houses with the wide eyed awe of childhood. And later, being in church buildings of my aunts and uncles, rotating around through the family but always bringing food and laughter and usually musical performances followed by singing of Christmas carols. Then Grandpa Smith would read the story of Christ’s birth from Luke chapter two. My Grandma has always been more quiet, but always there. And I will miss her so much.

I’m sad she has to leave this earth at this time of year, and with the world in the state that it is. I’m sad that I won’t have more time with her. I’m sad for my Grandpa to live on without her. I’m sad for my Dad to lose his mother. I’m sad this is happening when we can’t gather and celebrate the life of an amazing woman and sad that we can’t collectively grieve – and get the chance to reminisce and to hug one another, to share and help hold up the grief and pain and add some lightness through the sharing.

My heart reaches out to all those who are also going through hard times and feelings right now. For anyone who has lost a loved one. For anyone who has lost a job. For anyone who has lost motivation. For any loss that is weighing on your heart and mind and soul. For anyone who feels alone. For anyone who is sick or afflicted. For those who are marginalized or misunderstood.

Despite all of this, scratch that, because of all of this there is something I think we all have to do: Reach out. My experiences having people reach out to me and in reaching out to others has taught me that we never know everything that others are going through or have gone through. Treat those around you kindly. There is never harm in sharing love and seeking to lift another.


Visiting my Grandparents with my Dad

Despite her confusion about who I was, she was gracious in taking selfies with me

In my Grandparents front room - photos on the walls:
Jesus Christ, Family, Logan Temple, Fishing in Uintah's, 50th Wedding Anniversary


Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Sacrament Meeting Talk Nov 2020: Lessons Learned Searching Scriptures

Occasionally I am asked to prepare and give a talk at my church. This is a chance to share my thoughts and feelings about the gospel of Jesus Christ and how His teachings influence my life. A couple weeks ago I had one of those opportunities.

Below is what I shared. I hope it is of value to someone out there reading!

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Hello everyone.

I’m glad to be here today sharing some thoughts with you.

As a little background about me I could just give the basics, like that I’ve lived all over, moving here from Alaska, and lived in New York City longer than anywhere else since high school. Or wax eloquent about why I love Boston and am so glad to be back for a second tour of duty. But, instead, I decided to share five random facts as an intro to me:

  • #1 I’m on track, actually ahead of schedule, to meet my goal to read 100 books this year

  • #2 For over a decade I’ve mailed out a Christmas/Year in Review card – I’m on the fence about sending one out this year. What would I say? Sat in my house most of the year, also rode my bike and knit a lot?

  • #3 I’m a closet musician – I LOVE music but am afraid to sing or play in front of people. I’m working on overcoming this fear (starting with my roommates) extra points for you if you can identify both instruments I play.

  • #4 Setting really specific goals is a knack I have – like wanting to sell a puzzle with a photograph I took on it.

  • #5 For years I’ve been standing on the edge of this cliff of starting my own business. Really committing – jumping into the abyss and seeing if I fly, learn to swim after getting in over my head, or some unforeseen other twist in this path of life.

I shared #5 last on purpose. Because it is the foundation for so much of my life right now and the inspiration for this talk.

With all the uncertainty going on in my personal life and in the world this year, I found myself slipping out of habits and routines. Floundering a bit with how I should, could, and wanted to spend my time.

There are other times I have felt this way in the past. One was during grad school the first time I lived in Boston. During a meeting with the supervisor of a research project I was helping with, she asked how I was doing. I was frank and told her I was feeling a little overwhelmed. She asked me, “Have you been reading your Book of Mormon?”

That question humbled me and has stuck with me for over a decade. This woman remembered something I had told her when she came upon me reading from the Book of Mormon while waiting for a different meeting with her months prior. I told her that reading that book brought me peace and kept me grounded.

So, when I recognized this feeling of uncertainty and feeling untethered, I decided once again to turn back to my scriptures.

[as a side note, I admire people like Daryl – he shared recently that he has read his scriptures every day since his mission. I think that is incredible. But, I find myself much more likely to ebb and flow in my scripture reading. Both in actually spending time with the scriptures, and with how productive and meaningful that time is – maybe you can relate?]

I’ve found that doing topical study has often been the most effective way for me to learn from the scriptures and also is an effective way for me to jump back in when I find I’ve drifted away for a time. And it helps me understand why we are encouraged to “liken all scriptures unto us” at the beginning of the Book of Mormon by Nephi (see 1 Nephi 19:23).

This time I had the idea (maybe impression or nudge from God?) to see what the scriptures could teach me about work.

I opened my physical scriptures flipping to the index of the triple combination and pulled up a word doc and typed in the first reference under: Work, verb. Here is what I typed:

  • 1 Nephi 16:28 – “they [the pointers of the Liahona] did work according to the faith and diligence and heed which we did give unto them”

This verse is referring to a time when Nephi’s family was traveling in an unknown wilderness using a tool called the Liahona (which I like to think about as an ancient GPS). On the surface, this has nothing to do with my current situation – I’m not wandering through a desert, I’m sitting at my computer day after day trying to figure out marketing and key words and SEO and how to package flowers made from leaves so they won’t break while shipping. But as I read those words and opened my mind to what God could teach me, here is what I typed under the scripture reference:

  • 1) In order for things to work, both our actions AND our attitude matters. Intent AND follow through. We have to have faith AND diligence and heed

  • 2) I read a caption on a post yesterday that talked about the need for diligence – they talked about “how many people you don’t end up working with because you don’t follow up” (because you’re scared of looking like a stalker).” I would never have worked for Pinecones and Needles if I hadn’t continued to follow up and reach out. The same thing is true of moving to Alaska and getting a job I wanted there. Both times I decided what I wanted to do and then I doggedly pursued until it worked.

  • 3) I also like this because it puts responsibility back on me – if things are not working out, there is more I can do to help things work out. Which doesn’t mean I’ll always get what I want, but I believe that if what I want more is to heed God’s direction and spiritual growth, the other things I want will shift to fit those bigger goals when needed

With that first step back towards the scriptures I returned more fully to seeking answers and insight from God for my life right now.

In my quest to become more like our Savior Jesus Christ, another thing I have always leaned on quite heavily in my life is the wisdom of others. Talking about a problem or idea helps me understand and work through it. So, as I continued my scripture study on Work I shared some of the ideas and insight with my roommate Liz. She said, “That sounds like a blog post you should write.” And with that encouragement from her, I did.

Here is an excerpt from that blog post:

“Reading in 2 Nephi 5:15 it talks about how Nephi taught his people to do fine craftsmanship. They built buildings and created art and beauty in their community. They learned skills from someone who had already honed those skills.

For me this was a cool reminder both that there are incredible people who I can seek knowledge and skill from AND that I have skills and abilities that I can seek to share with others.

There is power in creating beauty, in being industrious, in expanding and enriching our minds - because we also improve the world and people around us in the process.”

Just as I find greater knowledge from talking things through with others, writing does this for me, too. I love the power of words. And I love putting them together in a way that may help or inspire someone else.

While listening to our leaders speak in General Conference last week, I heard some words that related to this little project of mine.

In a talk titled Becoming like Him, Elder Scott D. Whiting, of the Seventy said:

“It is important for me as I strive to become like Him [Jesus Christ] to record my experiences and what I am learning.”

This makes me think of what the sister missionaries in our ward have been teaching as they help us work on personal mission plans – we have to teach and share in a way that works for us. Writing my personal scripture study journal and writing blog posts that I put out publicly are both ways that allow me to gain deeper personal understanding. And also provides me with an opportunity to share what I learn with others – to give them a gift, an opportunity to feel God’s love and grow and expand their understanding.

Armed with increasing understanding of the role of work, and how I could apply principles taught in the scriptures to my personal endeavors with my business, I took steps forward. I made plans, set goals, relaunched my Etsy shop, was brave and told people – individually and through social media.

Then on the way to an afternoon hike a few weeks ago my friend asked me, “Did you sell all the things on your shop yet?”

My shoulders visibly slumped. My brain instantaneously went through all the things I had planned to do and did not. The nasty side of my brain said things like “See, you can’t really do this. You are a failure – clearly if you weren’t you would have sold all the things.” Aloud I admitted, no, I had not. And launched into a list of the things I had meant to do – the work I should have put in – but didn’t.

He cut me off, and his words were piercing and sustaining:

“Don’t punish yourself. Yeah, you should try to keep up with things, but you don’t need to beat yourself up. There are natural consequences for your actions or lack of actions that are already punishment enough.”

What a cool perspective. And it made me realize something else: If I don’t like the natural consequences of my choices, I can make different choices.

Dwelling on what I didn’t do doesn’t help me. Looking at what worked and doing more of that is wise. Looking at what didn’t work and trying something else is helpful and can lead to future success.

This current project to seek answers and insight from the scriptures on work has reminded me there is great value in looking at the scriptures through new eyes, in the context of our current situation and experiences. And there is power in finding a way to record and share what you learn.

Each day, regardless of what we did or did not do the day before, we can choose to give some of our time to God. We can choose to read His words given to use through the scriptures. We can choose to apply those words in our lives. We can choose to ponder and seek to understand them more deeply.

In closing I’ll echo the testimony I put in my blog post:

I’m grateful for the scriptures, and for a Heavenly Father who loves me enough to provide personal direction as I read from His words written and preserved by those who came before me. I’m grateful for continuing personal revelation and the chance to see God’s hand in my life and feel His love as I intentionally turn to Him.

I know God loves us. I know He wants us to succeed and to become like Him. I know He will speak to you, personally and directly in a way you will recognize and understand. As Marcie taught us so powerfully a few weeks ago – He will meet you where you are, whenever you are ready and willing.

 

Monday, October 26, 2020

Speaks to My Soul: Come Away by Jason Polley

Do some things just feel right to you – but you can’t put them into words?

I have that feeling a lot.

Sometimes I feel that as I pray. I try to communicate with God “the author the maker of souls” and I can only do so in images or feelings. Words won’t come or can’t do justice.

Or I receive answers to my prayers – direction from God for my life – but there are no words. There may just be peace. Or a hint of an idea.

Despite this (or maybe because of this) I believe in a Heavenly Father who loves me. I believe He has a plan for us, His children. I believe He sent His Son, Jesus Christ, to live and die for us.

My life has given me opportunities to “Come away, come away with me” as I strive to follow in the footsteps of our Savior, Jesus Christ. As I turn to God in repentance and seek the healing balm brought through the Atonement of Jesus Christ. As I find myself one of “the battered and broken” that was “made clean” and “set free”.

I echo Jason Polley’s words

I have been a worried soul for most of my days
But I'm learning to let myself be okay

And I’m relearning that I can be okay even though

turning from your past mistakes ain't as easy as it seems

It is true

When you won't accept forgiveness
You're left to your own schemes

But we don’t have to rely on our own schemes. We can choose to follow God’s plan. We can learn of Him through the scriptures and the words of modern-day prophets.

I have tried to understand my heart but I can't 

What makes me a child and what makes me a man

There are many paradoxes in life, and contradictive truths that we have to balance in our minds. But my experience has taught me that when I turn to the Savior and seek understanding directly from God I find the balance and understanding I need. I find peace and an ability to accept the truth I know now while also seeking additional knowledge and learning line upon line.


PS if you want to listen, check out the song on Spotify 



Saturday, October 10, 2020

Likening Scriptures: Work, the Verb

Something I love about my religion is how applicable it is to my day to day life. And that we are encouraged to “liken all scriptures unto us” (1 Nephi 19:23).

As I’m seeking to build and grow a business, I decided to read all the references to the verb work in The Book of Mormon. I’ve just begun and already I feel I have learned so much.

Reading in 2 Nephi 5:15 it talks about how Nephi taught his people to do fine craftsmanship. They built buildings and created art and beauty in their community. They learned skills from someone who had already honed those skills.

For me this was a cool reminder both that there are incredible people who I can seek knowledge and skill from AND that I have skills and abilities that I can seek to share with others.

There is power in creating beauty, in being industrious, in expanding and enriching our minds - because we also improve the world and people around us in the process.

The last thing that I gleaned from that verse comes in the final phrase, “which were in great abundance.” In the scripture I believe it is specifically referring to ore, which was found in the land where they lived. For me today it is a reminder to find and use the resources I have. To use those materials or skills I have “in abundance”.

I’m grateful for the scriptures, and for a Heavenly Father who loves me enough to provide personal direction as I read from His words written and preserved by those who came before me. I’m grateful for continuing personal revelation and the chance to see God’s hand in my life and feel His love as I intentionally turn to Him.