Searching for wisdom

Bird Droppings May 30, 2011
Searching for wisdom

I started my day a bit later than normal being Memorial Day and most stores and such are closed and my plans included yard work writing and a family gathering later today so I was lazy. I ran by my corner store and shock of all shocks it was closed as I pulled in which is unheard of at seven thirty in the morning. So I went on about the day but some how ended up at one of my favorite stores QT and got a paper. On the front page the lead story was how high school graduates are not ready for college. Essentially in Georgia twenty five percent of the graduates have to take remedial courses in college. As I thought about this pondering as I do I recalled I too took a remedial language arts course my freshmen year. Actually took it twice since the first time I did not go to often.
Why did I have to take a remedial college course and yet I was accepted into all three colleges I applied too. My SAT was a few points too low for the school I applied too. As I think to my days in High School Literature with the exception of maybe one or two years I hated it and could not understand why we needed to listen to a teachers opinion on why Herman Melville wrote Moby Dick. As I think back I really did not like Math classes, Spanish classes and all but one science class. Considering we had math, literature and science all four years of High School I really did not like high school and perhaps my GPA reflected this. Even though my Sat scores were what got me into college and conversely in a remedial class, my saving grace in education was standardized tests which I seemed to always do well on. My first set of SAT scores were in today’s terms over 1300 for verbal and Math which really would get me into most undergraduate schools shy of Ivy League today. The second time I took SAT I decided I would see how fast I could actually take the test and in twenty three minutes had completed the SAT and scored only a few points lower than my previous test.
So where am I wandering today. My conclusion that I came to after reflecting on my own High School experience and many kids I talk with in High School today is that we are teaching subjects that many consider irrelevant to them, even kids going to college. Some students will strive and get high grades acquiring the content that is provided so they take End of Course Tests and do great. But as I look at High school subject matter and even the photo used in explaining how deficient students today are in Math I looked at the problem on the board behind the teacher being interviewed and in real life shy of being in physics or math as a job you will never see that material. Learning is what is missing from education today. It is about that desire to learn and making it relevant to students who more than likely do not even want to be in that class. So how do we get teachers on board that have been brought up in the same system?

“The awakened sages call a person wise when all his undertakings are free from anxiety about results; all his selfish desires have been consumed in the fire of knowledge. The wise, ever satisfied, have abandoned all external supports. Their security is unaffected by the results of their action; even while acting, they really do nothing at all. Free from expectations and from all sense of possession, with mind and body firmly controlled by the Self, they do not incur sin by the performance of physical action.” Bhagavad Gita 4:19-21

I can easily substitute learning and wisdom as I read through this ancient passage from a Hindu holy text. It is a matter of who you are with and when and how you have been told is this learning? But as I read this passage many years old a person is wise when what you do is done without anxiety about results. You are not concerned about your grade or what college or who has the highest GPA. We sadly live in a competitive world where being number one is even a marketing tool for advertisers. I often wonder if politicians get stressed out, other than around elections over what they do. I always thought of my grandmother as wise for her understanding was what she needed to know to raise her children justly and correctly and how to make really good chocolate chip cookies.

“This we can all bear witness to, living as we do plagued by unremitting anxiety….It becomes more and more imperative that the life of the spirit be avowed as the only firm basis upon which to establish happiness and peace.” The Dalai Lama

As a society we seem to encourage anxiety and stress often at the expense of our children and grand children. Our previous elected government pushed to spread democracy through numerous wars and our current government has continued and added a war or two to the pot which has caused a tension and insecurity in our children according to Curriculum Theorist Henry Giroux. Is it turning to a deeper meaning a spiritual center as “the only firm base” as The Dalai Lama states.

“If I have been of service, if I have glimpsed more of the nature and essence of ultimate good, if I am inspired to reach wider horizons of thought and action, if I am at peace with myself, it has been a successful day.” Alex Noble

How many if us take this approach to life I use often the term of being a searcher in that I am always searching. When walking in the forest I have the urge to check under rocks could be the unrelenting herpetologist in me searching for a snake or lizard. As I sit or stand in the hallway at school observing, searching faces, listening, empathizing and trying to understand.

“To understand reality is not the same as to know about outward events. It is to perceive the essential nature of things. The best-informed man is not necessarily the wisest. Indeed there is a danger that precisely in the multiplicity of his knowledge he will lose sight of what is essential. But on the other hand, knowledge of an apparently trivial detail quite often makes it possible to see into the depth of things. And so the wise man will seek to acquire the best possible knowledge about events, but always without becoming dependent upon this knowledge. To recognize the significant in the factual is wisdom.” Dietrich Bonheoffer

I used a statement several weeks back about seeing the bubble in a thousand clear oceans. Bonheoffer addresses that same issue here. In education it is about context not content, that is being able to apply what knowledge we have and that can be more significant than an encyclopedia of information.

“I do not want the peace that passeth understanding. I want the understanding which bringeth peace.” Helen Keller

Many the times, I will sit and think about people I would like to meet. My biological grandfather on my mothers side is one, Gandhi another and Ralph Waldo Emerson but if I was allowed another it would be Helen Keller. There are few people who have overcome such insurmountable odds and then accomplish what she did. The title to the book about her life does not do justice to the real life situation, The Miracle Worker.

“It is characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things.” Henry David Thoreau

I need to be more cautious as I write yesterday Thoreau was searching for clam rather than calm spell check does not read minds as of yet. But Thoreau eludes back to that thousand plus year old statement from the Bhagavad Gita,”when all his undertakings are free from anxiety about results”. Being wise is being in tune so to say with all around and to borrow another word perhaps harmony could be used.

“Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life.” Immanuel Kant

In education there are in The Georgia Performance Standards points of reference in each subject to attain or to have knowledge of. Georgia had a system in place of Quality Core Curriculum which literally was each and every aspect of what the educational committee thought was important in that subject. Teachers were teaching to QCC’s and it was almost purely content. There was excitement as standards came out and the school curriculum people got hold and unpacked and now we have curriculum maps and curriculum pacing and what was to be wonderful has become a monster. The heart and soul has been stripped out and in its place organizational overload.

“Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.” Lin Yutang

I have several times used my example of a liter bottle and having three gallons to put in it, how do we do it? A funnel still only fills to a liter and the rest spills out. I use this illustration in educating special needs kids and I believe it applies to all children and adults. It has been a few months since my last trip to Mountain City and the Foxfire property. I am heading up in a week or so. If you are in Mountain City Georgia take a look it is well worth the drive up the mountain. The museum will provide a guide to take you around. I recall the late Robert Murray and numerous walks with him around the property, here and there he would pick a plant leave or three or four telling about what they do and what they can be used for.
As he would go building to building explaining mountain life he eventually gets to a shed with a large copper coil sort of device and asks “So what is it” and answers run the gambit? Finally laughing he explains it is a condenser for making moonshine. So how do we fill a liter bottle? We condense and we synthesize and much like making cane syrup we boil the cane juice down to get the good stuff. Wisdom is knowing what is the good stuff and being able to transcend the frills and extras.

“The perfection of wisdom, and the end of true philosophy is to proportion our wants to our possessions, our ambitions to our capacities, we will then be a happy and a virtuous people.” Mark Twain

Make that number five on my list of people who I would like to meet somehow Mark Twain could always have the right words and thoughts. As I meander about today searching for books and ideas I will end with a line from a founding father and one maybe our current in power folks should read.

“I hope our wisdom will grow with our power, and teach us, that the less we use our power the greater it will be.” Thomas Jefferson

I hope we will listen to Jefferson please keep all in harms way on your mind and in your hearts.
namaste
bird

Hope

Bird Droppings April 7, 2011
Hope

“Man can live for about forty days without food, and about three days without water, about eight minutes without air … but only for one second without hope.” Hal Lindsey

As I am lazy today and did not venture forth very early other than to take our trusted Westie out for a quick stroll I would say perhaps this is an exaggeration that man can last only one second without hope. Over the years I have worked with and counseled many and some were institutionalized for others safety as well as their own. Thinking back to discussion nearly forty years ago with inmates at Central State Hospital as I sat across the room from them doing counseling sessions hope was a word that never came up. So as I sit here with the new day’s sun streaming through the kitchen window and think about it when we lose hope so often there is nothing left to live for.

“If one truly has lost hope, one would not be on hand to say so.” Eric Bentley

We are head into a spring weekend in Georgia the weather is supposed to be fabulous all weekend. After that we start another week and for myself back to work after a spring break week off. It is an interesting feeling mixed emotions with a desire to get back to it and a desire to go lay back down and close my eyes for a few more hours sort of all at the same time. I have been spoiled being bale to nap and lay back down and really no schedule for the past week although I do have a laundry list of items to complete today from my wife. But as I sit thinking and wondering on this beautiful morning, a memory yesterday made me think about the word hope.

“To eat bread without hope is still slowly to starve to death.” Pearl S. Buck

My father now passed away was well into his eighties and had been periodically having urinary infections which cause his blood sugar to drop. When he was bottoming out on his sugar he would become very morose. As I talked with him on one of those days on one hand he was asking about our future my sons, my wife and I. But on the other hand how he was near the end of his time and he would refuse to eat and would only take a few sips of orange juice trying to raise his sugar.
While I was there a call came in from the visiting nurse and the recommendation was made to give him a few teaspoons of honey. My mother went in and told him she had some medicine for him and several teaspoons of honey later his sugar levels were back and he was wanting to change the channel on the TV. I thought back to a Disney movie and song “A spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down” from Mary Poppins.

“Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.” Lin Yutang

In an old National Geographic which is my light reading anymore there were several excellent stories of Africa, one in particular that caught my attention. The article was focusing on the pygmies trying to hold on in their forest home as encroachment was coming. It was interestingly enough that a civil war while hard on the pygmies was keeping illegal logging out which too was dangerous but destroyed their habitat. The original inhabitants of the Iturbi Forest of Zaire are the Bambuti Pygmies. Several tribes lived through the forest area in Zaire and lived similar lives being migratory they moved following the game and as hunters living in little more than huts built from bent branches and large leaves.
The Pygmies are fearless hunters tackling even elephants with their poison arrows which do put a scare into other larger tribes who pass through their lands. It was often a right of manhood to kill an elephant for the tribe. But as I read one or two paragraphs something caught my attention it was their love of honey. The entire tribe would stop everything when a honey tree was found. They would gorge on honey often to a point of a stupor. The season of the year also would determine the type of honey, light, medium or dark depending on the flowers being visited by the bees. As I thought about honey it literally doesn’t spoil often staying on a shelf for years.

“Honey is a source of simple carbohydrates. Its composition on average is 17.1 percent water, 82.4 percent total carbohydrate and 0.5 percent proteins, amino acids, vitamins and minerals. The average carbohydrate content is mainly fructose (38.5 percent) and glucose (31percent). The remaining 12.9 percent of carbohydrates is made up of maltose, sucrose and other sugars.” National Honey Board

My research pointed to modern uses of looking at antimicrobial properties of honey and uses as a wound dressing and for weightlifters as a source of quick energy. I was thankful for a rise in blood sugar and a rekindling of hope that day nearly four years ago with my father.

“Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.” Robert Ingersoll

Getting all my materials ready and together to head to the school to feed critters and do a bit of report writing. Maybe I should grab a spoonful of honey who knows what the day brings although I do use daily agave nectar in my various tea concoctions I mix up. There will be many new stories and events to catch up on next week with my students and fellow teachers. A few more weeks of school and it will be summer again, and for me back to school and try and finish up a new degree and my dissertation. Earlier as I went out the morning was still no breeze at all and the new leaves are helping to muffle neighborhood sounds and soon the crickets and frogs will be back and my morning choir and orchestra will be serenading me each morning. It will only take a few more degrees of warmth. I watched as a wisp of smoke circled about with no breeze it hung in the air moving as I moved and soon wandered off into the trees. As we go into these times so many issues coming to the front eventually we are responsible and it is up to us to vote and or not vote for the voices we deem necessary to carry out our goals.

“Once you choose hope, anything’s possible.” Christopher Reeve

There is hope and we can be the catalyst so please keep all in harms way on your mind and in your hearts.
namaste
bird

Hope is more than a word it is a state of being

Bird Droppings February 22, 2011
Hope is more than a word it is a state of being

“Man can live for about forty days without food, and about three days without water, about eight minutes without air … but only for one second without hope.” Hal Lindsey

It was quite nice though waking up to acid reflux is not as I walked outside to a three quarters moon and clouds moving rapidly through the sky creating a lacey veneer for the moon. I need to be a bit more careful with my fish tacos mix next time as indigestion in the middle of the night does not make for a restful sleep. I posted this quote from Hal Lindsey about one thirty this morning on facebook and already had a comment or two. I thought I was the only person in the world who was up at this kind of hour. As I look at the quote perhaps this is an exaggeration only one second without hope but as I thought about it when we lose hope so often there is nothing left to live for.

“If one truly has lost hope, one would not be on hand to say so.” Eric Bentley

We start back into school with only four weeks till another break for spring seems like we have only been in school a few days this year. It is an interesting feeling I have a great desire to get back to work and a desire to go lay back down and close my eyes for a few more hours sort of a paradox this morning. I have been spoiled being able to nap and lay back down and really no schedule for the past week other than holding my grand daughter every chance I get. But as I sit thinking and wondering today I go to an experience a few years ago that made me think about the word hope.

“To eat bread without hope is still slowly to starve to death.” Pearl S. Buck

My father was well into his eighties had been periodically having urinary infections which caused his blood sugar to drop. When he was bottoming out on his sugar he becomes very morose. As I talked with him nearly four years ago on one hand he was asking about our future, my sons, my wife and or how I was doing and on the other hand how he was near the end of his time. He was refusing to eat and would only take a few sips of orange juice my mother trying to raise his sugar levels. A call came in from the visiting nurse and the recommendation was made to give him a few teaspoons of honey. My mother went in and told him she had some medicine for him and several teaspoons of honey later his sugar levels were back and he wanted to change the channel on the TV to a John Wayne movie. I thought back to a Disney movie and song “A spoonful of sugar/honey makes the medicine go down.”

“Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.” Lin Yutang

In a previous month’s National Geographic several excellent stories of Africa one in particular that caught my attention. The article was focusing on the pygmies trying to hold on in their forest home as encroachment was coming. Interestingly enough civil war while hard on the pygmies was keeping illegal logging out. It was too dangerous for the loggers between poison arrows and machine gun fire to cut trees. The original inhabitants of the Ituri Forest of Zaire are the Bambuti Pygmies. Several tribes lived through the forest area in Zaire and lived similar lives to what they had been for thousands of years. There were migratory, moving about following game and primarily hunters living in little more than huts built from bent branches and large leaves. The Bambuti are fearless hunters tackling even elephants with their poison arrows. In some family groups it was a right of manhood to kill an elephant. However as I read one or two paragraphs caught my attention. It was about honey. The entire tribe would stop everything when a honey tree was found. They would gorge on honey often to a point of a stupor. The season of the year also would determine the type of honey be it light, medium or dark depending on the flowers being visited by the bees. As I thought about it honey literally doesn’t spoil often staying on a shelf for years without refrigeration.

“Honey is a source of simple carbohydrates. Its composition on average is 17.1 percent water, 82.4 percent total carbohydrate and 0.5 percent proteins, amino acids, vitamins and minerals. The average carbohydrate content is mainly fructose (38.5 percent) and glucose (31percent). The remaining 12.9 percent of carbohydrates is made up of maltose, sucrose and other sugars.” National Honey Board

My simple research pointed to modern uses of looking at the antimicrobial properties of honey and uses as a wound dressing and for weightlifters as a source of quick energy. I was very thankful back a few years for a rise in blood sugar and a rekindling of hope.

“Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.” Robert Ingersoll

As I am getting all my materials ready and together to head to school and maybe I should grab a spoonful of honey who knows what the day may bring. There are many new stories and events to catch up on as I talk to students. A few more weeks of school and it will be spring break another week off again. For me it is also back to school and trying to finish up a my doctorate. It is nice being that my classes are finished sand all I have is writing my dissertation. Earlier as I went out the morning was it was still no breeze at all yet above me the clouds were zipping by. Soon new leaves will be helping to muffle neighborhood sounds and soon the crickets and frogs will be back on a regular basis and my morning choir and orchestra will be serenading me each day. A few more degrees warmer is all it needs. I watched as a wisp of smoke from some sage and sweet grass circle about with no breeze it hung in the air moving as I moved and soon wandered off into the trees. As we go into these times so many issues coming to the front almost minute by minute eventually we are responsible and it is up to us to vote and or not vote when elections arrive again.

“Once you choose hope, anything’s possible.” Christopher Reeve

I will leave with this thought there is hope and we can be the catalyst so as always please keep all in harms way on your mind and in your hearts.
namaste
bird