I wonder where that expression: "For the Birds" ever got started? It seems to imply it's just left overs and not the choice food or activity. The birds around my house are not just getting scraps and slim pickings. Only the best for my little featherd friends. My son made the comment once..."Gee the birds eat better than we do!" Yup, it's a hobby of mine: I'm a Bird watcher.
When I was a younger woman, I did not understand the interest in Bird Watching....now I do. There is a certain serenity in the watching, identifying and photography of birds. The older I get, I am fullfilling a stereotype that "older" people bird watch. I guess it is a sterotype for a reason; as a retired person I have more time to enjoy watching, listening to and snapping a few photos for my "Birder's book." Perhpas when I was younger I was involved with other things and did not feel compelled to use precious free time looking at birds. Yet, when one is trying to reduce stress, the opportunity to relax and view the flight of an Eagle soaring high or listen to the song of a Chickadee...well it is time well spent.
Rose-breasted grosbeak
I remember my Mom was very good at bird identification and several gifts my sister and I gave to her were bird related. I know my sister gave her several feeders. I had given her a beautiful throw festooned with several colorful birds. After she passed, I now have that beautiful throw to warm me on chilly evenings. Once for a birthday gift, she gave me the most fantastic "Birder's Bible": The Peterson Field Guide to the Birds. She showed me how to use the book to idenify species and also how their coloration depends on the season. It has become a great tool for birding and I frequently think of Mom when referencing it.
Magpie in Anchorage, Alaska
The beauty of Bird Watching is that is doesn't take fancy equipment or alot of money to partake in the hobby. Just looking around your environment can bring a multitude of sightings; and not just in your own backyard. When travelling, it is such a treat to see birds you don't normally see at home. When my husband and I were at Glacier National Park we saw a Stellar Jay, cousin to the Blue Jay, but a vivid and unique color of blue. Also, when visiting my family in Alaska I always see Magpies and try to capture them in a photo. They are kind of "bullies" in bird world, but they have the most beautiful plummage.
I saw a video the other day that made a great comparison between Pokemon and Birding. Remember Pokemon? My sons were crazy about them. The Pokemon creatures' images were depicted on cards for gameing. The cards were collected, traded and played with. Also the Pokemon phenomina spread to almost every kind of merchandising you could imagine including a tv series, clothing, waterbottles and lunch boxes. Just about every elementary school teacher had to deal with that craze. I remember the tag line was: Gotta catch em all! So you gotta catch them all, bird species that is. It has been said that Birding is just Pokemon for adults. There are so many varied and unique types of birds in this world that one will likely never "catch them all", but the quest is sure fun! Keep your binoculars and camera ready!
Julie Etta Smith
“A bird does not sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.” — Maya Angelou.
Creative people have frequently been considered "different" from the norm of the general population. In more specific terms, the artistic temperment frequently manifests itself with manic-depressive symptoms. Modern psychiatry has taught us that when we look at the life stories of the truly creative writers, painters and musicians, many have exhibited strong indications of manic-depression or more recently referred to as Bipolar disorder. It piqued my curiousity to find out that there is a rather extensive list of many artists throughout history who have suffered from some type of mood disorder. A partial list contains: Vincent van Gough, Emily Dickinson, Edgar Allen Poe, Virginia Woolf, Lord Bryon, Mozart and Hemmingway. Just to name a few...These are some of the most recognizable. The definition of the illness has changed over the decades, but it can be determined that these artists were most likely Bipolar by the exhibited behaviors and symptoms that were recorded.
Thoughts about this topic recently came to me after reading this intriquing book:
Touched with Fire: Manic -Drepressive Illness and the Artistic Temperament. by Kay Redfield Jamison. It's not a new idea, there has been a correlation between artistic temperment and mani-depressive states for as long as the two have existed. Yet, this book takes the time and research to actually establish the correlation. It presents in-depth reasearch on the lives of several famous writers and authors. Granted, some of the book is dry and "technical" but she does a wonderful job of supporting her thesis and backing it up with facts and figures, not just suppositions.
One quote from the book, that highlights the link bewtween art and "mental distress", also points to the dilemmna of a hesitancy to pursue treatment for fear of quelching the flames of creativity. Jamison states: "Many artists and writers believe that turmoil, sufferring and extremes in emotional experience are integral not only to the human condition but to their abilities as artists. They fear that psychiatric treatment will transform them into normal, well adjusted, dampened, and bloodless souls--unable, or unmotivated to write, paint or compose. These fears have greatly intensified as a result of the availability of a wide range of highly effective mood-stabilizing medications."
Edvard Munch- The Scream, 1893
I know all too well about that fear of loss of creativity and the feeling of "flat" emotions from the use of "mood stabilizing" medications. I went thru a whole bevy of meds when initially diagnosed with Bipolar disorder over 20 years ago. I remember that "flat" feeling and just going through the motions of my day. I was so glad to be connecting with reality, but I just didn't feel like myself.
So when I started Lithium to help my symptoms, it became evident to me that this particular drug could help me without feeling like a "bloodless soul". Lithium is the most commonly prescribed medication for Bipolar and generally the most effective. Nevertheless, for some people it becomes a tradeoff and a difficult choice to make: sometimes the creative process is enhanced by manic episodes. Prescription remedies seem to botch (in the patient's opinion) their "humaness" and creativity. Yet, the alternative of experiencing continued manic episodes and low depressive episodes takes it's toll on the human body.
Bipolar illness not only worsens over time, it becomes less responsive to medication over time. Episodes and hospitalizations can increase and sadly, when left untreated, can result in suicide.
While I don't put myself in the same category as some of these great writers who have suffered for their art, I find some comfort in the fact that as a patient diagnosed with Bipolar disorder, perhaps there is something inside me that is actually creative, not just "crazy". I don't have the enormous talent of Virginia Wolf, Hemmingway or Poe, yet I have indeed suffered for my art. Not just my art, but also the desire to have a so-called "normal" and happy life.
Once I finally accepted my diagnosis of Bipolar and determined the proper medication, then things were smoother sailing. Studies have shown that people on lithuim experience few side effects of any kind and less than one third report any significant negative changes in intellectual functioning and reasoning. The creativity was still there, but when going down pathways to find my creative yearnings, I walked down a well lit path, instead of stumbling in the darkness. Perhaps some of my creativity had changed and even stifled, but I was still able to function and not detached from reality. Hemmingway said it right: "There is nothing to Writing, all you do is sit down at a typewriter and Bleed." So true. But I would add: just make sure you have the Band-Aids handy. Julie Etta Smith
Dealing with a diagnosis of mental illness, and learning to accept it, is ironically enough, like dealing with the 5 stages of grief. It is tough to accept the reality of your situation, just as much as it is to accept the reality of your illness. My life became a whole lot easier once I accepted a diagnosis of Bi-Polar and found the proper medication that worked for me. I went through a slew of different meds and 2 different psychiatrists before I finally found a lifestyle and ONE medication that worked for me. As I draw this parallel with the five stages of grief, I think it is best to start out this conversation with a description of those stages.
The Kubler-Ross model, named after the physician who developed it, shows five distinct phases that people experience when dealing with a loss. The five stages of grief are listed as:
1) Denial
2)Anger
3)Bargaining
4)Depression
5)Acceptance
In a grief experience, this generally means the loss of a loved one. As applied to coping with mental illness, this can also mean dealing with a loss--the loss of a lifestyle and/or your perception of who you are as a person. It was hard for me to accept the fact that perhaps I was not processing things the way most people do and perhaps I needed some chemical assistance to do so. I remember my psychiatrist telling me once that there is no shame in having to take medication for your brain to work properly. A diabetic takes insulin, you just need a supplement of lithium for your brain. That explanation helped put things in perspective.
Roy Scheider as Gideon in All That Jazz
My first exposure to the 5 stages of Grief were depicted in the movie All that Jazz by Bob Fosse. Yet, at the time, I did not realize the concept applied to grief. In the movie the same concepts were applied rather to one's own impending death. That is the way it is portrayed in the movie as the main character, Gideon, grapples with his own life situation. It's a great movie with an intriguing storyline and phenomenal dance sequences. Roy Scheider stars in the semi-autobiographical story of a self-destructive director/choreographer. In the movie the incredibly beautiful "Angel of Death" visits him on a regular basis in his dreams and sometimes his drug induced visions. All the time he discusses with the angel, and sometimes his reflection in the mirror, the 5 stages of his impending death. Yes, it is a dark comedy, but one with an interesting message about how some of us cope with what life throws our way.
So when I think about how the stages apply to a diagnosis of mental illness, each and every stage fits perfectly when I think about dealing with my diagnosis of Bi-Polar. First and foremost, I do think that society's pre-conceived notions of mental illness have definitely changed for the better. Knowledge is power and the more people understand about different mental illnesses, the more they will be able to be empathetic. Just like this poster here, we need to stop the Stigma.
With the stigma of mental illness that is still sometimes perpetuated, that easily leads to the first stage: Denial. Nobody wants to be thought of as "crazy", it must be something else. I remember when I was first diagnosed as Bi-Polar. Initially it was thought of as Post-Partum Depression and "this too shall pass", but years later I had difficulties again: post-menopausal. So, it must be hormonal. Well, that may be true, but I have come to accept that the brain chemicals and the body chemicals do work together (or fight each other). Having the brain and the body in harmony is obviously essential for complete wellness.
The next stage: Anger is a complicated stage that I definitely went through but found it really hard to cope with. My anger was focused on the illness and not the people I love, it made it hard to demonstrate that to my family. Especially when I was initially dealing with Post-Partum Depression. It was so frustrating for me to demonstrate that I loved my baby boy and would not hurt him for the world. In many ways he helped my healing because I wanted to be there to care for him. Another aspect of Anger that I found so frustrating to deal with is the sexist notion that women shouldn't get angry. Outdating notions of this still exist. When a man gets angry, he is just being strong and assertive. But when a woman gets angry, well... she's just being a bitch. It's hard to fight these stereotypes, some of them are so ingrained in our psyche, but maybe we can try to rise above them.
The third stage: Bargaining to me seems to be bargaining with God. If you are perplexed as to how you got this way in life, then perhaps you would bargain to change this or that. If only I could give up a certain behavior, then perhaps the rest of my life would be smoother. Maybe some of my symptoms would disappear? Vowing to yourself to change something might actually help improve your situation. Yet, finding a medical professional that you trust is probably the most important thing to help you.
The fourth stage: Depression is probably the stage that is the hardest to define. We have all had days when we just had incredible sadness and frustration, but usually those days pass. Yet, sometimes it's more than that. The Mayo Clinic defines clinical depression in this way:
Depression is a mood disorder that causes a persistent feeling of sadness and loss of interest. Also called major depressive disorder or clinical depression, it affects how you feel, think and behave and can lead to a variety of emotional and physical problems. You may have trouble doing normal day-to-day activities, and sometimes you may feel as if life isn't worth living. More than just a bout of the blues, depression isn't a weakness and you can't simply "snap out" of it. Depression may require long-term treatment. But don't get discouraged. Most people with depression feel better with medication, psychotherapy or both.
So, finding out if you are just feeling blue or clinically depressed is incredibly important. My diagnosis of Bi-Polar depression had "depression" in the title so for me it was a package deal. Lucky Me. Yet, the hardest thing for me to accept has been that my depression has not necessarily been "situational" depression, but rather a chemical characteristic of my body that I just have to treat and learn to live with. I have dealt with it over the years, but as you can imagine, EVERY medication has side effects, some worse than others.
The fifth and final stage: Acceptance is a tough one to swallow and there are days when you can bounce back up to the #1 stage: Denial. These stages, as they apply to Grief and also to Mental Health, helps one to understand that you are not alone. It is important to remember that some people skip stages, while others get stuck in other stages for what can be an unhealthy amount of time. The process is different for everyone, depending on their circumstances.
Several factors have helped me with my challenge of learning to stay afloat with a Bi -Polar diagnosis. First, my Faith has helped me immensely to help me feel loved no matter what. Second, my family provided support and love in spite of some of my more "difficult" moments. Last, but certainly not least, I educated myself on my illness, various medications and utilized my strength and power to have a say in my OWN THERAPY and Healing. Keeping your autonomy, does wonders for your self-esteem and in turn healing. Of course you need good doctors, friends and family to assist, but remember you are the one that knows what is best for YOU. It can be a long hard climb, but worth the effort.
As I write these words, it is the very last few days of March and there is a steady snowfall outside my window. So typical of March to have 70 degrees and sunshine on one day, then snow and wind the next. Nevertheless, at this juncture it can be frustrating. Just about everyone I know is so ready for Spring. It is the same back and forth pretty much every year, yet sometimes we never get used to that. We have to have HOPE that Spring will eventually come. I took this photo several years ago on a springtime walk in the woods. The White Trillium is a woodland flower that comes up in April and May. It is such a delicate, beautiful flower and signifies to me the coming of spring as it bursts forth above the fallen leaves of the previous autumn. Not only is it a pleasure to behold, I found out that in some cultures and philosophies, the 3-petal structure represents balance of the past, present and future and also the connection between mind body and spirit. Such an impressive connection for something so wonderfully simple. Sometimes simplicity is the best.
So as we wait, impatiently, for the White Trillium to appear and the moment when we can safely put away the snow shovels away, I am reminded of a mindset that helps me carry forward. The concept of Hope and how there are certain tools we can use to foster that hope. One of these tools is one of my favorite Bible verses: Hebrews 11:1 which states:
Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
The spiritual aspect of this verse has always brought me comfort, but on the more pragmatic level, the green grass, flowers breaching the surface and the warmer temperatures are yet to be seen and felt...but we have faith and hope that those days will arrive. Of this, I am sure. Every March I go through this. I am wanting to visit nurseries and start to plant flowers and plan my vegetable garden. Yet I have to reign myself in and practice both patience and hope.
There is also more to utilizing the art of practicing patience and hope than just horticulture and the changes of the seasons. I get frustrated and borderline depressed when I think of the current "State of Affairs" of our country and all the changes that are taking place under the Trump administration. I really want, and need, to think positively about the future of this country and the future of the world.
So many things these last few months have shocked, angered and dismayed me that I don't know where to turn for solace. I find solace in HOPE. I look for ties from the past that at the time seemed monumental but eventually had a way of working out. I do what I can to help make my community and world a better place. Yet, I also have to protect my own mental health and well-being. Yet even the simple concept of hope is such an important tool in making things better: "If there is hope in the future, there is literally power in the present." Zig Ziglar
That being said, I can keep putting one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward based on the premise of HOPE. Julie Etta Smith
I have been freelance writing and blogging for 10 years. It is interesting how my writing has evolved, and I hope has improved. After just finishing my Mom's biography I feel a real sense of accomplishment and it was a labor of love. I was generally happy with the final result, although writers are their own worst critics. It was so hard to determine what to put in and what to leave out. Yet, I like to think that my Mom would have been happy with the book and there are so many wonderful memories and photos to cherish for the people that knew her well.
So now that it is complete, I pondered what project am I going to work on next? Many different book projects come to mind....but for now I'm going to go back to my blogs. There is so much satisfaction from telling your stories, viewpoints and life experiences and putting in print. As Maya Angelou once wisely said: "There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." Wise woman. I agree with that need to share various aspects of our human condition with fellow travelers in life.
When I decided to rejuvenate my blogs, I researched the various platforms all over again. So much has changed in 10 years. My blogging journey has taken me from Blogger to Word Press to Wix. At the time, the reasons for those changes made sense. Yet, I thought about where I am today with my writing and what my "needs" are. I thought about the simplicity of Blogger...the platform for my first blog. Not a huge amount of design options, but the editing was simple and intuitive. Plus the price was right: FREE.
When I was trying to promote my book, I was concerned about followers, SEO and getting numerous comments on every blog-not anymore. I am more concerned about the simple joy of telling my story. If others want to read it and share comments with me...great. However, I am not going to lose sleep over it. All those other concerns seem secondary to many writers who are interested in making money. Yes, actual money from one's writing. What a concept. Or there is the secondary route of advertising on your blog. I did try that, but it didn't work for me. Visually unappealing to go to my blog and see the main text of my blog almost obliterated by ads. Anyway, not for me. What it boils down to is that making money is not a priority with my writing. The above meme says is all.
So in my quest to get back to my roots and following the main purpose of why I love to write, I looked up my original blog: Outlooks & Inspirations on Julieetta1982.blogspot.com
Low & Behold it was still there and every blog I had written since February of 2015 is archived in it. Thank you, Blogger. I guess it wouldn't just disappear, unless I deleted it. But nevertheless, it gave me a feeling of security knowing that my writing has been kept for posterity. I went in and revised the layout and colors, slightly, just to make it new for me and new for 2025. Happy 10th Birthday Outlooks & Inspirations. I plan to keep you going. Julie Etta Smith
I really wish I had a mentor. I could use some technical assistance and at least some moral support on my current project. I am in the process of "melding" two blogs into one, for several reasons. It's a long story, but I still want to be able to maintain two separate areas of focus for placement of my writings: one for travel: americandestinations.net and the other for all the other interests that I write about: julieetta1982blogspot.com
So I am a strong advocate for fighting against the phrase "you can't teach an old dog new tricks." I always like to TRY to learn new stuff and like to think that I can pick up on new ways of doing things. Yet, it's really scary sometimes to take the plunge. Just like this birdie, I wish I could just keep using a parachute. Sometimes to proceed without the parachute, I have to consider what would be the end result without the parachute. So yesterday I spend at least 3 hours transferring all 110 blogs from my site (and some on my computer) to a flash drive. Now they are safely tucked away in case my "parachute" fails. So I did take the plunge and purchase a new domain address for my original blog and it is now operated by the same web development platform as my travel blog: WIX . However, I am not really sure what that means in terms of how it will function and what it will look like? Guess time will tell, but I have a few things I hope to accomplish with this new change.
So I started my first blog almost 10 years ago (Wow, hard to believe it's been 10 years!) Then after learning a few basics...completely self-taught, I started another blog that I could funnel all my travel features into and it helped me collect the material needed for the publication of my National Parks book, I have learned so much about blogging, writing, computer usage and formatting throughout this process and almost all of my efforts have been self guided. I do remember getting some feedback from others who operated their own blogs and yes that was helpful. Yet the step by step processes had to be more of a trial and error basis. Even back then, I wish I would have had a mentor to guide me through some of the steps. In hindsight, it many ways I have been my own mentor: teaching my self along the way. So in that respect, Oprah is right...allowing myself to "see the hope inside yourself". Nothing like "pulling yourself up by your bootstraps", but there were many times I wish I had an outside source to help some of the questions that I just couldn't find answers to.
Some subject matters lend themselves to hands-on mentoring....like quilting. In recent years I have expanded my interest in quilting and when I joined a local quilting guild (Willow River PiecemakersQuilt Guild-terrific group!!) I have access to a whole group of very talented quilters whom have really helped me improve my skills and inspire me to pursue new creations. Any quilter will tell you you can never have too many on-going projects! It's easy to get inspired for the next big thing.
On the other hand, writing, blogging and publishing is by nature a more solitary process because everyone has differing expectations. Many of the techniques and how-to's on the computer can be learned via help desks and "chats", but it is hard to find one to one personal assistance. Over the years I read books, articles and used on-line help to set-up both my blogs and to help me write and publish my books. It sometimes has been an arduous task to figure out and achieve what I was, and still am trying, to accomplish. Sometimes when you find a key source, you can find delight in it helping you along the way. When I started blogging and free lance writing 10 years ago, one of my key sources became, in essence, a mentor to me: Kristen Lamb. She is an author and a blogger who has written several books about writing. My favorite book of hers really provided many insights and helped to navigate the nuances of both blogging and the publishing industry. Her book is: Rise of the Machines, Human Authors in a Digital World. It's an awesome and interesting book. It seemed so cutting edge when I purchased it (Copywrite 2013), and even now it has great value, but it's truly amazing how rapidly this industry changes. Nevertheless, thanks so much Kristen.
This blog post itself is an experiment as to how and where it will be posted and what it looks like to my readers. So other than all the above mentioned aids to helping me with blogs and publishing, guess I just have to take the plunge and leave my parachute behind. Wish me luck. Julie E. Smith
When I was a young girl, perhaps in my early teens, my Mom, sister & I made several cross country road trips from Iowa to upstate NY to visit family. I fondly recall one summer when my Mom decided it might be prudent to get a CB radio, for safety reasons if we were on the road and had car trouble. It was the responsible thing to do, yet in the eyes of a teenager girl it was delightful fun to chat with the truckers and just about anybody else I was able to strike up a conversation with up and down the dial. Remember this was before the days of cell phones and before the days of social media. I found it great fun and so did most of the truckers...most of them. It was all well and good until one of the truckers decided my "handle" should be "ratchet jaw". In hind sight, it was funny, but at the same time hurtful. It was one of those moments that you remember years later. It was one of the first times in my life I had been criticized for talking too much. It also came to be the first of many times. Yet, many of us have traits...parts of our personality that are ingrained in us. Sometimes it becomes kind of a self fulfilled prophecy. When someone tells you that you are a certain way...then you start to see yourself that way. Yes, sometimes I talk a lot, perhaps too much. When those moments arise that I am reprimanded for talking too much, I instinctively back down, for awhile anyway. Then my need to be heard resurfaces and I feel the need to speak and be heard.
So talking easily with just about anyone is not necessarily a bad thing. I have been told I possess the "Gift of Gab". It comes in handy for a whole bevy of social situations to help break the ice and sometimes put more people at ease. Yet, learning how to measure your words before you speak is an important skill to have. It reminds me of the old adage: "Better to remain silent and be thought a foolthan to speak and to remove all doubt." This quote is sometimes attributed to Abraham Lincoln, although the actual origin has been debated. Nevertheless, when I hear it, it sometimes causes me to think twice before making comments. Especially on a topic I have limited knowledge on. Tis better to listen and learn in those circumstances.
So frequently I remind myself of another adage: God gave us two ears and one mouth so we should listen twice as much as we talk. Good point. Nevertheless when I look at this image of a woman (circa 1950's) being a good girl and reminding either herself or someone close by to "Shush"...the feminist in me rises and I want to cry out until my voice is heard. Why is it that silence is sometimes equivalent to complacency? Not always the case, yet being silent sometimes comes at a cost.
I guess we all need to feel that we are being heard and finding our voice with respect to how we communicate. Many times it is not merely verbal, but our voice can be carried and displayed in a multitude of ways: music, art and in my case: writing.
I have compared this blog sometimes to a journal...it feels so good to be able to express myself, to have my voice heard. Yet someone (I'm not saying who...) said to me: ..."If it's like a journal than whyshould you care if anybody reads it or not?" OUCH. Theoretically, maybe I shouldn't care if anybody reads it or not. But it comes full circle as to why I write...it is a way of finding my voice. So if no one listens to my "voice" why should I write? Good question. Why does an artist paint? Why does a dancer dance? I write because that is who I am. Nevertheless, it would be nice to know someone is "listening". Lately I have grappled with new ideas on how to reach my audience. As a writer and blogger it is sometimes sad to think that when you hit the "Publish" button your work has now gone to cyberspace, possibly never to be viewed except by your own eyes. Yes, this is a bit dramatic, but sometimes it feels that way. Yet I just continue to write because it is one of the ways I have found my own voice. I have a favorite quote on my bulletin board: Real writers don't write because they can write, they write because they can't NOT write. Let that sink in. Therein lies the true nature of the beast.
Here's another food for thought...it's pretty evident to me why social media has become such a pervasive, sometimes even invasive, part of our lives. People justwant to be heard. Like so many ways of communication, there are pros and cons to discussions on social media. In it's early days, Facebook was merely a simple way to keep in touch and share photos, but it has morphed into something much more complicated...in good ways and sometimes NOT so good. Nevertheless, it does still allow dialogue.
So many times I think about communication and how it has changed just in the last few years. Not surprising that this would be a favorite topic of mine because my degree is in Journalism and Mass Communication. Both of those terms: journalism and mass communication encompass entirely different things now from when I graduated college. It's mind boggling to think how we communicate has changed. On a personal level, I think it is sad that so many local newspapers have disappeared. Perhaps technology has replaced them with other ways of connecting with your community, but sometimes I still think there is a void in that respect. Having connections relevant to your geographic area helps to create a stronger, closely knit community. It brings a sense of identity that only a local paper or local TV station can bring. The town I am currently living in had a local paper that closed down just a few years before I got here. Sad. Maybe I would have enjoyed working with them. If when I graduated, I had been told you will operate 2 blogs, (what's a blog?)
self-publish 4 books and communicate with your family and friends across the country just by typing a note on your computer (Thanks Facebook).....well at that time I just would not have fathomed it. Not sure what the future will bring as we seek to Find our voice.
So Gentle Readers....I encourage you to Find Your Voice in whatever format is best suited to you. Find your voice and let you voice be heard. Julie Etta Smith
It is funny how simple changes in our routine and going outside our "comfort zone" can really open one's eyes to new things and new experiences. Something as simple as a road detour can bring an interesting twist to your day. Some of my inspiration for this blog post is reminiscent of Robert Frost's poem: The Road Not Taken. It has always been one of my favorites:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
That particular poem has been interpreted in so many ways. It also probably is different for everyone in different life circumstances. For me and at this time, it really says to me that it's rewarding to find new pathways...both literally and figuratively speaking. Here's a perfect example from my recent travels in my own town. We found out that work would be done on a bridge close to our neighborhood on a county road that happens to be our main pathway to town (we live on the far east side of town and basically have to go this way to get anywhere else.) There are two detours that definitely take the long way around, but frankly they are very pretty drives. Our initial reaction included groans of exasperation followed by an acceptance and appreciation that at least the bridge is being improved before something bad happened. So we keep taking the long way and have learned to be more effective about planning our trips. It truly is nice that I am seeing part of this area that under normal circumstances I would never see.
Simplistic beauty of a country road
This particular corner on our detour takes us by this big beautiful barn. The whole scene with the curvy road, stately maple trees and the big red barn is just picture perfect; makes the drive that much nicer. If it were winter, this curvy road could be icy and a bit treacherous....but it's not. It is summer: the fields of corn are abundant, the trees and wildflowers are diverse and it makes for a lovely drive....even if it is a bit longer.
So admiring the Grant Wood beauty of this scene and barn, I started wondering about some of the unique round barns that I know can be found in Wisconsin. Inquiring minds need toknow ...so I did my research and found out that at one time there were over 215 round barns in Wisconsin. Since the round barn style was more common from 1880 to the 1930s it was a very common way to build a barn and made more sense both economically and the feasibility of building usage. With the advent of electricity and newer methods of milking, it was easier to electrify a rectangular shaped barn. So the round style became a thing of the past, but when you happen to come upon one, if it is still standing... it is a unique reflection of historical agriculture.
I also discovered that the state of Wisconsin has more round barn structures than any state in the U.S. The state of Indiana runs a close second on that probably by virtue of the large Amish population in the state. The Amish were known to prefer building round barns and were able to perfect the building techniques for them. They also utilized the unique shape for milking and also grain storage without the use of electrification.
New Richmond (Erin Prairie Township, built 1914)
So I did a little poking around on the internet and I found an amazing list of all the historical round barns in the state of Wisconsin. If you are curious to find one in your area you can find the list at:www.dalejtravis.com/rblist/rbwi.htm
So I was amazed to find there was one VERY close to my house. I grabbed my camera and hopped in the car to go snap some photos. It was easy to find with the help of Dale Travis's detailed list. It also made me realize I may want to go on a scavenger hunt of sorts to photograph more of these unique and historical structures. I took many photos of this unique barn and wish I could have taken more of the interior structure. However, no one was at home at the time to get permission. Sometimes the interiors show how solidly they were built and also the unique grain and feed storage areas. In any case, I took several shots of this unique barn.
New Richmond (Erin Prairie Township, built 1914)
So I did discover that the highest concentration of round barns in the WORLD is right here in Wisconsin in Vernon County. There are 17 left in that county at last count, but previously the numbers of round barns were much higher in that area. Vernon County borders the Mississippi and encompasses a "driftless" glacial area and the terrain has gently rolling hills There is also a very large population of Amish in the area so it is no small wonder that so many of the traditional round barns had been constructed in this area. Some of the barns are of newer construction, but the majority of them were built between 1890 and 1930. Most of the barns were used for dairy farming.
Round barn in Vernon County Wisconsin
Another round barn in Wisconsin that is worthy of note is found in northern region of Iron County near Hurley. It is located directly across from the Montreal River from Ironwood, Michigan. The round barn was built in 1917 and is an impressive structure made entirely from field stones. Can you imagine the labor involved in constructing it? It is listed on Wisconsin's National Register of Historic Places.
Annala Round Barn in Hurley, WI. (Built 1917)
So remember next time you come upon a detour, both literally and figuratively speaking, a journey on that detour can sometimes bring new and thought provoking sights and experiences. Happy Travels along the way on the Road less traveled. Julie E. Smith
For many years, I have felt one of the best explanations of my belief in God is the metaphor of the spiritof God is like the wind. One can't touch the wind or directly see the wind, but you certainly can see the affects of it on a fall day when it works to free the leaves from the trees. The wind exists, it is real. God exists even though we don't see God face to face we still see the action that takes place when God is at work.
You can speak to the wind and your voice will likely be carried away, but when you speak to God you know you will be heard. I also am reminiscent of an old song (1972) that I really loved as a young girl. It is by Rick Springfield: Speak to the Sky:
Speak to the sky when ever things go wrong
And you know you're not talkin' to the air, to the air
And the world will look better from up there
Speak to the sky 'cause things can get ya down
And you know when you're talkin' to the Lord, to the Lord
The world will look better than before......
It's all right
Cause I speak to the sky every night.
A multi-layered metaphor I think...and speaking to the sky is a wonderful metaphor for prayer.
As a writer, I seek to use the English language to the very best of my ability. That being said, I have frequently confused metaphors and similes. In researching the topic, I have found that it is very easy to mix up the two figures of speech. They have slight distinctions. A metaphor is a figure of speech that uses an implied comparison to draw a connection between two unrelated things, thereby making them easier to understand. A simile uses comparative words ( "like" and "such as") whereas metaphors do not. An example of a simile would be: " She had cheeks like roses." Then of course it's fun to think about what happens with the use of "mixed metaphors." There are an abundance of those that can be quite entertaining. Here's a few fun ones:
Don’t judge a book before it’s hatched.
Until the pigs freeze over.
"But unfortunately for yours truly, that train has sailed." (Austin Powers)
So you can have great fun with mixed metaphors, but metaphors may also help to demonstrate concepts and a greater understanding of valuable life lessons. Including, of course, a greater understanding of how God leads us to living better lives and in turn a better global community.
Just think of all the lessons taught by Jesus through the use of parables. In many of these stories the parables themselves could be considered extended metaphors that Jesus used to make a point. I bet right off the top of your head you can think of many including: The Tree and it's Fruit (Matthew 12:33-37), The Sower and the Seed (Matthew 13:3-9) The Good Samaritan (Luke 10:25-42) and The Mustard Seed (Matthew 13:31-42) These parables and metaphors really helped to provide a pathway for learning the lessons that Jesus was trying to convey.
Another of my favorite metaphors is found in Isiah 64:8:But now, O Lord, you are our Father, we are the clay, and you are out potter, we are all the work of your hand."
So this meets the definition of a metaphor because we are not literally clay, but God molds us and guides us in certain ways. If we are open to suggestion and allowing God to mold us, and guide us, great things can come about.
Probably one of the most famous metaphors in the Bible, which brings comfort to many followers of Jesus is found in Psalms23:1: "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want."
This metaphor, placing humanity as sheep, is meant to emphasize that we need guidance in our lives and protection by the shepherd. This particular parallel is found in several places. Remember the story of the Lost Sheep? (Luke 15:3-7) This particular passage brings assurance that God will not forget any of his followers, even if we stray from the flock. I for one, sometimes have felt like a lost sheep at various times in my life. Haven't we all?
Not only do we learn from metaphors, but I believe the artistic and creative use of metaphors in our language can make learning easier and also a delight.
As a young girl, I remember (not necessarily
fondly) having to memorize several piano music pieces for recitals. It was
challenging and fun and probably “good for me”, but I just couldn’t see it at
that time. Performing in front of my peers and several judges was also pretty
nerve racking. Nevertheless, the act of memorizing itself did bring me a
feeling of accomplishment.
Flash forward to today and I
do enjoy memorizing things, but for different reasons.I have also found out that working at
memorization is physiologically good for your brain.The older I get, I want to make sure I
exercise that part of my body as well.So for exercising our brains, and the strength of our faith, memorizing
Scripture is a great way to achieve both those things.
Several Christian leaders and
influential teachers have shown us the benefits of memorizing scripture. The
prolific author Chuck Swindoll writes:
“I know
of no other single practice in the Christian life more rewarding, practically
speaking, than memorizing Scripture. . . . No other single exercise pays
greater spiritual dividends! Your prayer life will be strengthened. Your
witnessing will be sharper and much more effective. Your attitudes and outlook
will begin to change. Your mind will become alert and observant. Your
confidence and assurance will be enhanced. Your faith will be solidified” (Growing
Strong in the Seasons of Life, 61).
The benefits of Memorization
are well documented, but additional benefits to memorizing specifically
Scripture also provide unique benefits as well.I found an interesting blog that helps to provide inspiration for
memorizing and studying scripture. It is called In The Mirror of God and can be found at:https://inthemirrorofgod.com/She
details many benefits from memorizing scripture including:
·It builds your Faith
·It keeps you from Sin
·It Equips you for Spiritual
warfare
·It keeps your Mind at Peace
·It Helps you know Biblical Truth
& Keeps you from Error
She also provides on this
blog several methods to help you memorize scripture and ways to enrich your
life as a Christian.
So, since we all know the
benefits of scripture memorization, I would encourage all of us to share our favorites
with each other.Perhaps you will find a
new one that you would like to rise to the challenge of memorizing. For the
record, here are a few of my very favorites that I almost have memorized. I
will keep working on them:
Psalm 4:8: In peace I will both lie down and sleep; for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.
Philippians
4:6-7: Do not be anxious about
anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let
your requests be made known to God. 7 And the peace of God, which
surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ
Jesus.
Matthew
6:26 :Look at the birds of the air: they do not sow or reap or gather into barns--and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
Psalm
86:7 :In the
Day of trouble I will call to you, for you will answer me.
Hebrews 11:1Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance
about what we do not see.
Looking forward to hearing about your favorites.
You can email me at: Julieetta05@gmail.com or you can respond on this blog. I check my blogs regularly.
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