Sunday, April 26, 2015

Fearless

Fearless, Carol Aust (acrylic on wood)
After our Seder, recalling the events leading up to the Israelites being led by God out of Egypt, we were lounging around on the couch and started wondering more about what happened next. Why did the Israelites wander around in the desert for 40 years? Of course, Susan uses this as an excuse not to go camping. “Jews don’t camp!” she says. “We wandered the desert for 40 years, why would I want to go camping now?” Plus, I am unable to sufficiently dispel her concerns about all the hazards of camping, both large (bears) and small (ticks), and so we pretty much don’t camp.  
Back to the Israelites. Why did they wander the desert 40 years? Were they lost? Certainly they didn’t have GPS then, but – really? Forty years? Even I am not that bad, and as we all know, my proficiency in getting lost is epic. (See blog post #4, Getting Lost & Getting Found, published October 20, 2014). Were they just lost? Perhaps not physically, but spiritually. 
Our curiosity piqued, we went in search of the answer. Google, of course. What happened after the Israelites left Egypt, where the Passover story ends? God was taking them to a land of milk and honey. Minor detail that He finally shared with them, of course only after they had already left Egypt, is that this land was already occupied by the Midianites, a bunch of big, strong, fierce giants (not a bit unlike the Seattle Seahawks), and they would have to be removed first. But, God said, hey, trust me, I’m on your side. 
What stopped the Israelites? Fear. The thing that holds us all back from our promised lands. They still couldn’t believe, even after having witnessed miracle after miracle, the plagues and the parting of the Red Sea. They just couldn’t quite see the possibility of yet another miracle. Escaping Egypt was not enough. God apparently doesn’t like to be doubted, and so that’s why he made them wait forty years, at least according to Google.  
This raises the question: Which was worse? Being prisoners enslaved to the Egyptians? Or, being held prisoner of their own fears? As always, it is a fundamental question of confidence, faith, and trust – in oneself, others, and God. To borrow a quote from The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt  (who could be a long-lost, albeit fictional, cousin of mine), “Escaping is not the same as making it.”
Driving home from work Friday night, I saw a car on Route 2 with the bumper sticker: “I live in fear.” I couldn’t believe it. I felt so sorry for that driver. Of course, as I was drawing closer, to try get a better view, and make sure it really said what I thought it did, I probably just further added to their fears. What did they mean by that?  

As it has been said, many times and many ways, courage is not the absence of fear, but going forward even when one is afraid, acting “fearlessly” – courageously – in the face of our fears. 
 

“I learned that courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear."
                                                                                                                      Nelson Mandela
 
"Courage is being afraid, but going on anyhow."
                                                                                                                      Dan Rather
 

About
This was just a natural follow-on to the prior blog post about miracles and believing. So excited to have picked up the painting, titled “Fearless,” by Carol Aust, from the Left Bank Gallery in Wellfleet. I saw the painting last September and found it so inspirational, I would have bought it on the spot, but I was afraid of adding another large ticket item to my credit card bill (I know, pretty ironic right?), and so I have been quietly, patiently paying for it on layaway over the long winter. Happy to see a good chunk of wall space devoted to Carol Aust’s work at the Left Bank Gallery for the 2015 season. 

http://www.carolaust.com/
 

Post Script
We continue to celebrate all the miracles of spring, with new life, leaves budding out on trees, and babies being born or on the way. Another miracle, we finally put our humidifiers away, so it no longer sounds like we’re living in an aquarium. And, my Dad is planting asparagus again this spring!

I’ve added a few more books to the pile on my nightstand:

-       Images of America: Tiffin, by Keith Elchert and Laura Weston-Elchert. Congrats to Keith and Laura on the publication of their book this year!

-       Mudhouse Sabbath and Wearing God, by Lauren Winner. I attended her talk Sunday April 12, 2015, at Trinity Church, and found her journey fascinating, from being born and raised Jewish, to converting to Christianity and recently being ordained an Episcopal priest.

-       The Real-Life MBA, by Jack and Suzy Welch.

 
Coming Next
I will give my take on the talk, “Business & Baseball,” held Wednesday night, April 22, 2015, at the Seaport Hotel, essentially an interview with two local Boston business icons, Jack Welch (former CEO of GE) and John Henry (owner of The Boston Globe, Boston Red Sox, and the Liverpool Football Club, and by “football” I mean soccer), moderated by Globe Editor, Brian McGrory. An edited version of the talk was aired on NESN Saturday, April 25, 2015, and yes, that was my question at the very end, for anyone who happened to catch it. More to come.

And then back to the rugby vs. football thing, and maybe another one of my Dad’s letters.


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Sunday, April 5, 2015

Asparagus and Other Everyday Miracles


I still hold a grudge against asparagus. It’s a childhood thing. Let me explain. One day, my Dad comes inside the house all excited and says, “Hey, Rosie, do you want to come see an octopus?” And I say, “Sure!” So, I follow my Dad outside, and we make our way to the garden, where I am expecting to see some large, gray, squishy, tentacled marine animal. Instead, my Dad holds up a gangly plant, with soil clods hanging from it. I was still waiting for my octopus. “Here it is, Rosie, I got some asparagus plantings. See all the stalks of asparagus? Just like an octopus!”

 
Thus, at an early age, I was introduced to the difference between simile and metaphor, between what is, and what is “just like.” What a letdown. I got excited to see something that was an actual octopus, not some plant that might in some ways resemble an octopus. Welcome to life.

This reminds me of another more recent experience in our condo community. One of our neighbors from across the way, an older woman, originally from Italy, started telling us about some broken steps on the stairs to her back deck. I can hear my partner, Susan, in the background saying there was another unit that had some broken steps, and so the property management company had called our contractor, Steve, to come out and take a look at them. (Susan has been on the condo board for years now, an utterly thankless position, but that’s a whole other story.) In any event, I follow our neighbor over to her house, and through her unit, to the other side to see her back deck. She opens the door, looks out, and lo and behold, the broken steps have been completely replaced and repaired, good as new. Our neighbor exclaims, “It’s a miracle! Thank you Jesus!” I say, “Well, I think it was actually Steve…” But she would hear none of that. My explanation landed on deaf ears. It was a miracle, period, end of story, thank you to Jesus, not Steve or the condo board. He must have picked up some carpentry skills along the way from his stepdad, Joseph. I smile, and think – what a great way to go through life, experiencing miracles in ordinary everyday things. Slightly delusional, perhaps, yes, but reality has always been over-rated in my book, anyway.
How much happier could we all be, to be so child-like, in awe, wide-eyed, seeing miracles where others see carpentry; octopus in asparagus. Choosing the power of metaphor over the pale comparisons of simile. And what if we think about the big miracles – the parting of the sea, manna in the desert, water to wine, people rising from the dead, the Red Sox 2013 season. There are things that have happened in our lifetimes, in recent history, and we don’t know for sure what really happened. Were there weapons of mass destruction in Iraq? Was there fried chicken in the club house? We may never know. The big miracles happened thousands of years ago. How are we to know what really happened today? There are many mysteries.
When my Mom died, and we met with her parish priest to plan her funeral mass, and he asked which readings we’d like, I blurted out: the story of Lazarus. I hadn’t thought of it in years, but simply recalled that Jesus wept at the death of his friend and brought him back to life. Now, note, I called it “the story” of Lazarus. We don’t really know – maybe Lazarus wasn’t really dead, but just in a coma, and Jesus woke him up. Even the Catholic scholars and theologians debate whether or not Jesus really physically came back to life, or if he re-appeared to his followers in some way as if he had risen from the dead, in a more spiritual form. Sort of like the asparagus again; the difference between metaphor and simile, a physical or apparitional presence.  
This may sound like blasphemy, but there really is a continuum of belief. I recall running into a woman we know in town who lost her son two years ago, and we got to talking about whether the dead could communicate from the spirit world. She is very Catholic, and very much against the idea of psychics who claim they can communicate with the deceased. On the other hand, she heartily believes that butterflies are a sign from her son. She asked me if I believed in any of that. My reply: I don’t not believe.
At an early age, I briefly contemplated becoming a priest, but the prognosis looked pretty poor back then in the 1970s, and even worse when I came out a decade later, never mind the whole celibacy thing, plus my fuzzy pluralistic belief system. Now in a “multi-faith” marriage, we celebrate both the Catholic and Jewish holidays. We celebrate everything. In a conversation with a devout Christian several years ago, I was questioned about my faith. My answer: “I’m not being asked to believe in anything less.” I’m not sure I’d say I believe in everything. World created in seven days? That might be a little bit of poetic license. People rising form the dead? Communicating with spirits? Fate? Karma? Again: I don’t not believe. I believe in the possibility of everything. Did God lead Moses and the Israelites out of Egypt? Was Muhammad also a messenger from God? Did Jesus really rise from the dead? All, yes, surely, possibly. Maybe the world would be a better place if more of us could see the octopus in the asparagus, Jesus in their stair steps, and yes, even believe in another Red Sox World Series run in 2015. Play ball!

About
Happy Easter! Good Passover!

I wrote this almost a year ago, but thought the concept of everyday miracles would resonate with the dual holidays of Passover and Easter, so I saved it for now. A time when we need miracles more than ever. Can we imagine a world where people do not kill one another in the name of religion? My heart goes out to all who are grieving the lost and wounded in last week’s massacre at Garissa University College in Kenya.
 
Post Script
We enjoyed a lovely Passover dinner from Inna’s in Newton Friday night, everything wonderfully prepared. Especially the horseradish. Must have been made from a spring root, extra spicy! Which led to an observation that we could create a new saying to describe someone who is extra spicy or interesting, by saying they are like a spring horseradish!

http://blog.innaskitchen.com/p/home.html

And we will be trying out Royal, a new restaurant in Watertown, today for their Easter Brunch.
 
 
Women & STEM – Just after posting the last blog, observing that making changes in corporate America may be difficult as it’s happening too late, too far downstream, I found this article in The Wall Street Journal: “Men Enlist in Fight for Gender Equality,” by Joann S. Lublin, citing real statistically significant improvements in the number of female executives, after men became engaged in promoting gender equality, including putting the brakes on old-boy dynamics and educating staff on simple, fundamental differences in how men and women process information and make decisions (shocker: women think more before jumping in).  So, maybe there is hope.

Lastly, for an asparagus recipe, visit:
http://www.bostonglobe.com/lifestyle/food-dining/2015/03/31/recipe-for-roasted-asparagus-with-miso-butter/nIwykbcmdW1PCUJa9mJhIP/story.html

Coming Next
Part 2 – Our Pesach Haggadah (Passover Story)
And then back to the rugby vs. football thing, and maybe another one of my Dad’s letters.

References
Lublin, Joann S., 2015. Men Enlist in Fight for Gender Equality. The Wall Street Journal. March 11, 2015, p. B7.
http://www.wsj.com/articles/men-pitch-in-to-boost-women-at-work-1426029982
 
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Sunday, March 15, 2015

Sorry About All The Snow

I have a public confession – and apology – to make. It was me who ordered up all this snow. It’s the perfect weather for writing, and since the last blog, we have had a total of four major snow storms, about a week apart, each bringing a foot or two of snow, adding up to a total of 105.7 inches in Boston, just about 2 inches shy of the all-time record of 107.6 inches set in the winter of 1995-1996. And, now – today – we did it! Boston has recorded about 3 inches of snow today, and this winter now officially stands as the snowiest winter on record for Boston!

People from other parts of the country ask, “Is it really as bad as it seems, on TV and in the news?” Well, yes and no. Driving home from work the other day, it occurred to me. We have all been going about, trying to live our normal day-to-day lives, yet when you look around, all you can see are these mountainous snow banks. It’s like living in the polar bear exhibit at the zoo. 

And, secretly, personally, and very quietly, I have been relishing it. Every single snowflake dancing down from the sky. Or flying sideways past out windows. There is just something about a snowy day, and a world cloaked in a blanket of heavenly snow that is just perfect for writing. It’s how I wrote my first book, the winter of 1993-1994, which had been the second snowiest winter on record, but has since been bumped to number three by this winter. I fondly recall retiring to my desk, cup of tea in hand, to write, pencil on paper.

When I met with the Publishing Guy, he was surprised when I said that I’d been filling notebooks, i.e., writing by hand, old-fashioned style, instead of just typing things up on the computer. He asked me, “What if you need to move a paragraph?” Answer: “I draw an arrow.” I just need to see it all in front of me, where I can flip back and forth, and see all the pages of text all at the same time. There is a physical presence to it. I can touch it, feel it, see it, the whole thing.  

As an aside, the only other writer he knew of who still wrote his works by hand was Malachy McCourt (A Monk Swimming). Interestingly, enough, Malachy is also known for playing Father Clarence in the soap opera All My Children (which I will also confess to having watched enough to know the characters and some of the story lines), and was also one of the founding members of the Manhattan Rugby Football Club in 1960. Small rugby world!

Of course, once I have everything written down, I’ll need to type it all up. I hate to tell everyone this, but the last time I typed up a book from handwritten text was – you guessed it – the winter of 1995-1996. Yes, the winter that previously held the record for the most snowfall. So, I might need another snowy winter to type things up. Or, maybe I can type in all kinds of weather.

Since the beginning of all this snow, here is a recap of what has been going on, aside from my quiet pencil scratching in my own personal snow globe.

Snowshoeing! In case you missed the tweets:
 

 
One would never know
There was all this snow
Underneath
My snowshoed feet!


 
 
 
 
 
As it turns out, I lost my left glove that very same day. But found it the next morning.

 
Ode to My Left Glove

My left glove
Left me
For the ground
Set free
But what is lost
Can be found
My left glove
Came back to me!

We found a pretty handy use for those snow banks piled high. Anyone aching from snow shoveling could have simply grabbed a spoonful of snow, filled an ice pack, and iced their pains away.



We made minestrone, lasagna, gnocchi, and chicken with our neighbor.

Congratulations to all the girls who competed in the Illinois High School Association Bowling Championship state championship tournament, and especially to the Waubonsie Valley Girls Bowling Team, for placing third at state. Woo-hoo! And, love the inspirational video by WTVT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQxU2fXPLYs

Equally amazing, the New England Patriots won the Super Bowl, just squeaking past the Seattle Seahawks in the final minutes of the game. I saw the play where Malcolm Butler intercepted the pass (I was on my knees, my nose inches from the screen), but I still couldn’t comprehend what had happened. Seattle had thrown a ball towards the end zone, someone caught it, but the Patriots seemed to be happy and celebrating. Mike Lynch, WCVB, said it first on the air – “Butler did it” – and it was just a tiny leap to turn that into “The Butler Did It!” Congrats to the entire 2014-2015 Patriots team, Coach Bill Belichick, and Robert Kraft.

CNN marked International Women’s Day by recognizing seven women who changed the world, and included Billie Jean King on the list.
http://www.cnn.com/2015/03/02/world/7-women-who-changed-the-world/



On the down side, there were the vile/criminal tweets about Curt Schilling’s daughter. Unbelievable. Unconscionable. And the trials of the Marathon bomber and Aaron Hernandez are in progress. No public apologies appear to be forthcoming there.

Lastly, a follow up to the previous post about women, STEM, and confidence. A recent Today article cites a study that showed the decline in girls’ interest in math and science can be traced to elementary school classes where teachers – unknowingly, unwittingly – displayed an unintentional bias in calling on boys more frequently than girls, and the impact could be traced through the students’ high school years. This simply underscores again the surprising influence of our subconscious minds, and the importance of bringing the subconscious into the light of the conscious for deliberate examination. That is the very first step, to think about things that may otherwise go without saying – or thinking.

We can try to change things in the corporate world of work, but we will be fighting an uphill battle. It’s too far downstream. The changes really happen in middle school. That’s where we need to make a difference. So - Don’t forget to Take Your Daughters and Sons to Work this year on April 23rdhttp://www.daughtersandsonstowork.org/

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Happy Spring!
 

Post Script
It has been a long, cold, snowy winter, with many a good snowy day for writing. Spring is around the corner, but it’s still a sad time of year trying to find a good, ripe tomato with flavor. Local grown tomatoes are months away. We are still reveling in our habanero pepper jelly, a Christmas gift, made from last summer’s harvest from a friend’s garden. It won’t be long before we can pull out the Adirondack chairs and fire up the grill again and visit with our neighbors, as we all emerge from our winter hibernation. And, our boys of summer (and sometimes fall) are down in Florida, as Fenway thaws out and awaits their arrival.

The sound of snowflakes gently falling is being replaced by the omnipresent sound of melting and dripping, which is also very soothing. There is nothing like a rainy day for writing. Or reading. Once I finish Robert Pozen’s Extreme Productivity, I have my next two books lined up: Jenny Nordberg’s The Underground Girls of Kabul, and Pete Rose’s autobiography (My Prison Without Bars), which I also brought back from Vegas (had the chance to meet Pete briefly and exchange books with him there).  

Royal, a new restaurant in Watertown, by Chef Rachid Kourda, had its grand opening recently, and they are now open for business, Tuesday through Sunday, for breakfast, brunch, lunch and dinner. We are looking forward to trying it out!
http://www.royalwatertown.com/#new-page
 
 
Coming Next
I don’t know yet, maybe the rugby vs. football thing, maybe something about Easter, or maybe another one of my Dad’s letters.
 

References
Carroll, Linda. 2015. Teacher bias may help discourage girls from math, study finds. Today. March 9, 2015.
http://www.today.com/parents/teacher-bias-may-help-discourage-girls-math-study-finds-2D80538787
 
McKenzie, Sheena. 2015. Seven women who changed the world. CNN. March 2, 2015.
http://www.cnn.com/2015/03/02/world/7-women-who-changed-the-world/
 

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Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Challenge Yourself!


In October, as I was listening to the speakers at the first annual Idea Exchange Summit on Women in Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics (STEM) at Bentley University (Waltham, Massachusetts), I started to pick up on a pattern. When young professional women – scientists and engineers – were asked about their greatest challenges working in a technical field, to an individual, each and every one of them in their reply identified confidence as a chief issue.

This summit had been planned well in advance, but the timing could not have been better, coming just after the flap over the summer about the dearth of women and minorities in the IT world, and on the heels of a slew of articles about women’s advancement in the workplace, plus the book Lean In, by Sheryl Sandberg, which I have to confess, I didn’t get past about page 67, it was so depressing.  

The response from the panelists immediately reminded me of an article that came out earlier in the year (“The Confidence Gap,” by Katty Kay and Claire Shipman). It is such an old issue. I remember sitting at the dinner table and having the very same conversation with my housemates when I was in graduate school at the University of Illinois some thirty years ago. My housemates were PhD students, studying physics and microbiology, and yet we often asked the same question. Why were the men so much more confident? And likewise, why did we feel our knowledge base and capabilities were not as vast, even after completing the same coursework, and maybe even scoring higher on the exams? Is there a gender-based difference in how men and women deal with an incomplete understanding of things, that men are more comfortable – or more practiced at – filling in the gaps along the way, while women like or need to have a more complete understanding of things to feel satisfied. Perhaps a man is more likely to say, “Well, I’ve got the general hang of things, I’ll sort out the details of what I’m missing later.”  

Is there simply an innate gender-based difference in confidence? Go to the beach, and you’ll see bald, fat, hairy men strutting their stuff, quite confident, while for many women, even the exercise of shopping and trying on bathing suits is stress-inducing. Perhaps confidence is intrinsically linked with having a more outward-looking perspective, and not caring about what others think. In school, girls tend to follow the rules more than boys, and are rewarded for it. Boys, however, by breaking rules and learning how to adapt and adjust on the fly to difficult situations, are actually learning the greater lessons preparing them for real life.  

I’ve digressed. Bottom line, we’ve been asking the same question for decades now, and we still don’t fully understand why it happens, nor do we have any great strategies for making things better.   

In fact, the Kay/Shipman article actually points out that studies show that even just making women more aware of their lower confidence levels make them feel even more self-aware and less confident. It’s the equivalent of yelling at a tight-rope walker, telling them to look down, look, and see all the sharp, hard things they could land on if they fell.  

Everyone seems to recognize the value and benefits of diversity, from both a human rights perspective as well as a business perspective. In this same timeframe, as reported in both The Boston Globe and the Wall Street Journal, a study by MIT came out showing that workers – both men and women – were happier working with members of the same gender, but offices with greater diversity had higher productivity. It’s understandable that same-gender work groups would have more harmonious interpersonal dynamic, with birds of a feather flocking together. Increasing diversity likely introduces more divergent thought, more conflict, and the potential for more creative solutions. It takes work to listen, work out disagreements, and incorporate different perspectives, and while it may be less fun, there are rewards for it. It’s uncomfortable, though. 

Yet, even hiring and promoting women can be a challenge for a company trying to improve diversity, if there are not enough women in the talent pool applying for jobs and competing up the corporate ladder. The September Forbes article by Kerry Hannon cited a prior Harvard Business Review blog by Tara Sophia Mohr, reporting the results of her own study on why women don’t apply for jobs, following up on an internal study by Hewlett Packard (as reported by Nancy F. Clark for ForbesWoman) which found that while most women won’t apply for a job unless they meet all the requirements, the majority of men would, perhaps viewing the “requirements” as more of a wish list, or something to be negotiated, or developed over time on the job. The possible underlying socio-psychological reasons are many, with confidence being just one factor. Do women tend to interpret things more literally? Is climbing the corporate ladder less important to women?

We are still struggling to understand things and to come up with solutions. We do seem to understand that the key time for influencing girls to pursue their STEM interests is middle school, a time when girls are especially vulnerable to peer pressure and fitting in. So, I came across a book review for Science… For Her! by Megan Amram. In fact, I almost dragged Susan to a book talk in Harvard Square, and if not for our parking situation (we were out of quarters), we might have gone, but it is just as well. Later on, at a Barnes and Noble, I got to open the book and peruse its pages, and unfortunately, found it not that funny, and not at all helpful. And certainly not aimed at or suited for middle school girls.

Not to sound like a 1950s black-and-white newsreel, this isn’t helpful to our nation. We need both boys and girls to realize their full potential and contribute to solving our country’s technical challenges. We need to not outsource this. (For this use of the term outsourcing, read How Will You Measure Your Life? by Clayton Christensen.) 


While at Barnes and Noble, I also happened to trip across another, very different book, The Underground Girls of Kabul: In Search of a Hidden Resistance in Afghanistan, by Jenny Nordberg. In a culture where girls are second-class citizens, and a burden to their families, there is the now-told story of the girls that are dressed to pass as boys, “bacha posh” they are called, so they can have access to a world of greater opportunity. It is an old tradition there. I haven’t read the book yet, but have added it to my reading list. The dedication is inspiration enough:  

“To every girl who figured out that she could run faster, and climb higher, in pants.”

We know from the Dalai Lama’s talk that at least he believes that compassion can be taught. What about confidence? Can it be taught? Or, is it something developed only through life experience?

To bring this full circle, back to rugby - there is probably no greater training ground for building confidence than the arts and sports, to challenge girls - and boys - to go outside their comfort zones, face their fears, and learn how to deal with both winning and losing. In the resounding words of one of our former Beantown coaches: “Challenge yourself!” Whether joining the tennis team (even though you don’t know all the rules), the cross country team (even though you’re not sure if it involves running or skiing), trying out for the bowling team, or writing a blog or a book for that matter - the most important thing is to keep putting yourself out there.

Strangely enough, it is just as important, and maybe even more important, thinking you can, as it is knowing you can.
 

About
As one of my old Illinois rugby teammates once said, after getting her first real job: “What in my job description requires you to be able to see my legs?” The first – and last – time that I wore a skirt to the office was on the day of my first real job interview in the spring of 1986, and I haven’t worn one since. (The funny part of that story is that I had to run out and buy the skirt that very morning!) I rue the fact that no one makes a nice pair of ladies trousers with deep enough pockets to carry all my essentials (pens, mechanical pencil, notebooks).  

I often took inspiration from a poster I had in my office in the basement of the Natural History Building while I was a grad student there at the University of Illinois. It was one of Garfield the cat, looking up at Odie, the dog, who was sitting up on a branch of a tree, panting, smiling, and tongue hanging out. The thought bubble over Garfield’s head: “It’s amazing what one can accomplish when one doesn’t know what one can’t do.” Precisely.
 

Post Script
Speaking of folks who are putting themselves out there:

London Grammar was in Boston Monday January 26th for a concert at the House of Blues. Because of the blizzard, we stayed home, but were able to watch it livestream on Yahoo! from our living room. And now you can, too:
https://screen.yahoo.com/live/event/london-grammar


And of course they played “Strong” for Boston Strong. And Watertown Strong!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6drfp_3823I
Good luck to the band, from the UK, in making their way to their next show in NYC.

Royal, a new restaurant in Watertown, by Chef Rachid Kourda, will be opening soon – stay tuned for details. http://www.royalwatertown.com/
We are so excited to welcome our new neighbor!

And, as for me, I should get back to the book. In the words of Imagine Dragons: “It’s time to begin, isn’t it…” And there is nothing like a snow day for writing.


Coming Next
Probably something about rugby vs. football. 

Unlike the NFL, in rugby the same game balls are used by both teams, and there is no chance for one team to have a tinkered set of game balls. Not saying we did. But, wouldn’t it be simpler if both teams used the same ball? 
 

References

Amram, Megan. 2014. Science… For Her!  New York: Scribner.

Christensen, Clayton M. 2012. How Will You Measure Your Life? New York: HarperCollins Publishers.

Clark, Nancy F. 2014. Act Now to Shrink the Confidence Gap. ForbesWoman. April 28, 2014.
http://www.forbes.com/sites/womensmedia/2014/04/28/act-now-to-shrink-the-confidence-gap/

Hannon, Kerry. 2014. Are Women Too Timid When They Job Search? Forbes. 11 September 2014.
http://www.forbes.com/sites/nextavenue/2014/09/11/are-women-too-timid-when-they-job-search/

Johnston, Katie. 2014. Workers Happier with Members of Same Gender, Study Finds. The Boston Globe. October 6, 2014.
http://www.bostonglobe.com/business/2014/10/06/gender-diversity-increases-productivity-decreases-happiness/dOiNvWK9tj8qJyrKVGp3uI/story.html

 
Kay, Katty and Claire Shipman. 2014. The Confidence Gap. The Atlantic. May 2014.
http://www.theatlantic.com/features/archive/2014/04/the-confidence-gap/359815/

Mohr, Tara S. 2014. Why Women Don’t Apply for Jobs Unless They’re 100% Qualified. Harvard Business Review. August 25, 2014.
https://hbr.org/2014/08/why-women-dont-apply-for-jobs-unless-theyre-100-qualified

Nordberg, Jenny. 2014. The Underground Girls of Kabul: In Search of a Hidden Resistance in Afghanistan. New York: Crown Publishers.

Silverman, Rachel Emma. 2014. Men and Women at Work: Unhappy, But Productive. Wall Street Journal. December 15, 2014.
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Saturday, January 17, 2015

#NoStigma #NoDrama #BringBackOurGirls


This story begins in August, when I realize that Beantown’s annual college tournament must be approaching, and every year I think about reaching out to the team and offering them some books, and this year I actually did it. I circle the practice fields, in the shadow of the Harvard coliseum, sorting out the best place to park, realizing that while climbing a fence may have worked in my playing days, I was not about to lug or hoist 25-pound boxes of books with me over or under a fence. I finally park in a civilized manner on Western Avenue across from the Bus Stop pub, another old familiar landmark. Walking out onto the field, dewy grass underfoot, I feel like the old Doc Graham character in the movie, Field of Dreams, and half expect to look down and see my business casual khakis and work shirt transform magically into rugby shorts and jersey, Clarks into cleats, skin and bones into muscle again. Alas, no.  As the sun sinks lower in the sky, the heat of the day slowly eases and surrenders to cooler waves of air moving across the field. It’s a beautiful night for rugby practice. There must be forty players circled up. I smile, recalling the Alma Mater statue at the University of Illinois, with a figure, arms outstretched, and the inscription: “To thy happy children of the future those of the past send greetings.” Or, in this case, books!

A couple of weeks later, I am talking to A Guy in the publishing world, and he asks how the book is doing. “Great,” I say, “I’ve filled one notebook and started into the next, making good progress.” My head is so into the next book, the work in progress, this is how I answer, but I see immediately by the slightly confused look on his face that he meant the first book. “Oh, that book.” I smile, close my eyes, and have to chuckle to myself a little bit. How do I answer that? How do I explain that the metrics have changed, that success has been re-defined in terms of how many books we’re able to move out of our laundry room.  Plus, there’s a new house rule: no printing anything new until we clear out the existing stock.
 
Since the tournament is local this year, in Acton, I decide to swing out and catch part of the Beantown-Providence game. It’s early September, 95 degrees and humid, yet there are the first red-tipped leaves showing that fall is on its way, bringing to mind lines from the poem, “blonde and sad skeletons, whistle, whistle,” by Virginia Rice Smith (Sundress Publications, 2014):

“Through glass, map a world without sound: wine
blue, lime-russet trees draping yellow concrete – primary,

tangible. Death continues with brisk affection
and red galls, leaf-tips lit like nerve endings.”

“Green leaf, red leaf, green again. Only August,
and already falling."
 
Along the sideline, I see only a few players from my playing days, one actually still playing, a few involved with coaching and refereeing, and another retiree just happening by. They seem not to have aged a bit. I run into MaryBeth Mathews, who played for Beantown six years, started the Portland WRFC in 1977, and has been coaching Bowdoin for 21 years. Their team is well-represented at the tournament, and seems to be doing well. I wonder aloud while talking to her, how things have changed over the years. I had expected her answer to be maybe about funding, the level of support from the college, the fitness level of women joining the team, or the changing organizational structure and national requirements. Her answer: “It’s more about how things haven’t changed, and maintaining the rugby culture.”

Now, since ‘rugby culture’ could mean a lot of different things to different people, I ask her to expand on this. Her answers hearken back to my first days of playing for the University of Illinois.

“The rugby culture is inclusive, and one built on respect. Everyone is welcome and can belong, which is huge to a freshman woman just joining the team, and transitioning to college.  There are no cuts, no tryouts. Everyone can contribute to the team success. You don’t have to like everyone; it’s a big team and they may not all be your best friends, but you do have to respect everyone. The team had two slogans last year: #nostigma and #nodrama; #nostigma meaning, within the team culture of respect, there are no negative labels for being who you are, and #nodrama meaning, we’ll communicate about issues or differences and avoid drama because we respect each other and because this is what works.”

“Each person brings something to the team. You may not be the fastest or strongest, but you may bring leadership qualities, a great sense of humor, communication skills, a different cultural background, a work ethic… And teammates are there for you - they’ll be there with you when you’re down, and they’ll laugh and celebrate with you when things are good.”

Coach Mathews applies “athlete-centered coaching” – a “humanistic approach that enhances athlete learning and development through sport. At its best, it shares power, enables athletes to make decisions, and produces inspiring results from inspired people.  The women know and buy into the importance of strength and conditioning training for a contact sport; they know they increase their chances of getting hurt if they’re not in shape.”

She also describes the transformational leadership displayed by her players. The team had recently participated in a workshop facilitated by the campus Resource Center for Sexual and Gender Diversity, where they talked about why they played, why they make the commitment of time and energy to the sport, and to each other, even showing up to the workshop at nine o’clock on a Saturday morning, and the one thing that never came up was winning.

“It has never been about the winning.”

Yet, the funny thing is that winning is just what happens, when everything is aligned and clicking, when there is no fried chicken in the clubhouse (Red Sox 2011), and everyone is pulling for each other. Watch a rugby game. If you’re not playing, you’re on the sideline watching and cheering on your teammates.  

Congratulations to Bowdoin on an undefeated season, and finishing fourth in the Division II National Championships!  
 

About
I have to confess, the night before I dropped the books off at practice, I had a dream that I was looking for my mouth guard. In my mind, in my dreams, I am still ready to play!

Virginia Rice Smith’s complete book of poetry, When I Wake It Will Be Forever, is available on Amazon.com. Virginia’s poems are both accessible and stand as works of art, ready to be explored and savored again and again. The title of the poem “blonde and sad skeletons, whistle, whistle,” is a variation on a line translated from the poem, Trilce (XXVII), by Peruvian poet, César Vallejo.

MaryBeth Mathews played a total of six years for Beantown, one as a member of the original team in the fall of 1976, and again 1988 to 1992, returning to Beantown after starting Portland WRFC (1977 to 1986), and has been coaching Bowdoin for 21 years. Twenty-one years! Speaking on the topic of coaching women’s rugby: “I could go on and on about these topics (women, rugby, confidence, athlete-centered coaching, mindset) and maybe it is my passion about these subjects and guiding a new crop of women that join the team each year, through four years, that keeps coaching so invigorating, challenging and rewarding for me.”

For more information about Bowdoin Women’s Rugby Club, please visit their website: http://athletics.bowdoin.edu/sports/wrugby/index
 
For more info about Beantown, visit: http://beantownrugby.com/

Coming Next
I will continue with this theme on women, girls, and confidence in the next post.


Post Script
Happy New Year! Sorry about the long silence, just busy celebrating the many miracles of the season (more on miracles in a future post), Christmas, Hanukkah, and mailing my cards out before Christmas for the first time in my life.

Happy Martin Luther King Day. Hoping that someday we truly can all get along.

We are also now in the football playoff season, and hoping that Coach Bill Belichick and the New England Patriots have a few more miracles up their sleeves! Though, perhaps football could be a better, safer sport if it borrowed a few things from rugby, but this is also a topic for another day. Good luck Patriots!

A couple of quick health and safety tips:
If you get jalapeño in your eye (perhaps while making chili for the football game) – use milk as an eye wash.
If you think you’re getting a cold or flu – take some elderberry syrup. There are a couple of locally produced versions from Vermont and Maine:
http://www.honeygardens.com/
http://www.mainemedicinals.com/

Switching to a more serious note -

My heart goes out to the citizens of France, suffering terrorism on their streets, and grieving the loss of loved ones. And also to the hundreds, if not thousands of people, reportedly mostly women and children, killed by Boko Haram in Nigeria. And the Unknown Girl, perhaps not even ten years old, who was used to set off a bomb in a market place also in the area of Borno State, Nigeria. All of this, all within the past couple of weeks. Nor has the world forgotten the 200 lost girls of Nigeria, taken one night last April, we just don’t know what to do or where to look for you. What is wrong with this world? There is a strong case to be made for expanding the rugby culture as far and wide as we can, to create a world where all are respected and can live in peace.

#NoStigma  #NoDrama  #BringBackOurGirls  
 

References
Smith Rice, Virginia. 2014. When I Wake It Will Be Forever. Knoxville: Sundress Publications.


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Sunday, November 30, 2014

His Holiness the Dalai Lama – Part 2: What the Dalai Lama Actually Said

This is the second of my two-part series on His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s public talk given at the TD Garden Saturday Nov. 1st. While the first post focused on the events and experiences surrounding the talk, this one will reveal what the Dalai Lama actually said. You can read the words that follow, but I encourage you to download the audio, and hear the Dalai Lama’s talk in his own voice.

 
 
I have now had the chance to listen to the talk several times, and have taken something new away each time. The following is a much-abridged version of the talk, due to time and space considerations, sharing the most memorable and interesting parts of the talk, with use of direct quotes to the maximum extent possible, and my own commentary in parenthesis.

His Holiness the Dalai Lama is a rule-breaker – in a good way!
The Dalai Lama thanked the young performers for their dance: “They play quite freely. Some go like this, some go like that. I really appreciate that, the folk dance. When I was young, as a monk, these are not permissible, not allowed – but I played that!” (This drew laughs from the crowd, and was our first indication that he might sometimes color outside the lines.)

Humble, human, and one of us
“Whenever I give talk, I always make clear, the speaker and audience, we are same human being, no differences. Mentally, emotionally, physically, we are same. As a matter of fact, seven billion human beings on this planet – same. And most important, each one want a happy life; do not want suffering or problem. And all humanity have right to achieve their wish – be happy life. So I always stress importance of the sense of oneness of seven billion human beings. On human level, all seven billion are same. I think, on human level, I think hardly, not much cause for fighting, killing. On a secondary level, different country, different races, different color, different faith, different social status, different profession - then there are differences. So most manmade problems – not on the level of sameness of human being, but secondary level – different nation, different color, different faith.”

(Quite by chance, I have been reading the book, My Stroke of Insight, by Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor, a neuroanatomist – brain scientist - chronicling her own stroke and recovery. Since her bleed was on the left side of her brain, what she experienced after the stroke was what life would be like if she had to rely more/entirely on her right brain – and what she experienced was an incredible sense of oneness; of “being at one with the universe.” In fact, during her recovery, as her left brain functions returned - language, math, spatial awareness - she also feared losing her right brain sense of inner peace. A very interesting book – well worth reading. Only a scientist would react, once realizing that she was having a stroke, by thinking, “Wow, this is so cool!”  It’s intriguing, the thought that all we need to do is tap our right brain function more to foster this sense of oneness. And that most of society’s ills may stem simply from too much emphasis on the left brain activities; specifically ego. In a later chapter, she discusses a study by Drs. Andrew Newberg and Eugene D’Aquilie, using single photon emission computed tomography – SPECT – to look at brain activity in Tibetan meditators and Franciscan nuns while meditating or praying. What they saw was the quieting of activity in the left brain areas controlling language and spatial orientation, which literally causes one to “lose sight of where we begin and where we end relative to the space around us.”)

The Dalai Lama then talked about how much has changed in our country, noting the contributions of Lincoln, Martin Luther King, and now our President. “Much has changed.” He was recently in Alabama, and there “still sometimes see a little gap on basis of color; discrimination.” (And yet, there is still Ferguson, which he does not mention. We still can’t “all get along.” There are still wide “gaps” in opportunity and advantage between blacks and whites, and rich and poor.)

“And in some other parts of the world, also it happen. Then of course, different national interests, I think not only in the past, but even today, some violence. Then, very, very unfortunate thing is, in the name of religion, different faith, and causing killing – unthinkable. All major religion tradition teach us the practice of love, forgiveness, tolerance. And people who follow that – still killing. Unthinkable! People who practice love, forgiveness, tolerance – killing? Unthinkable. So, much problem which we are facing is too much stress on the secondary levels of differences.”

“So, therefore, logically, if you want to reduce these conflicts among human beings, killing each other, bullying each other, exploiting each other, cheating each other, we must promote oneness. We are all same human being, we all have same right to achieve happy life.”

(Ironically, the very next night – November 2nd – on Sixty Minutes, there was an interview with Islamic radicals in London who are trying to expand and impose sharia law everywhere. When asked if he could love his Mother, a non-Muslim, his response was: “It’s not allowed for me to love non-Muslims.” Such a juxtaposition of perspectives, separated by just a day.)

 
The Dalai Lama might peek in your medicine cabinet
“Now, question: What is Happy Life? Become rich? Millionaire? Billionaire? Is it right way to achieve happiness? No. If we closely observe. Some people very rich, but unhappy. A lot of worry, stress, anxiety. So, this shows money, wealth alone – no guarantee bring happy life. Education, knowledge, that also not very sure. Some have very smart brain, highly educated – but have too much stress, worry. So then also, people have disturbed mind. Take tranquilizers, alcohol, drugs.”

“Many years ago, one occasion, visited a family, very big house, rich. After lunch, went to bathroom, to take care of my teeth. Then while brushing, the front of the cabinet - a little bit open. Then, out of my curiosity – maybe, I think, maybe illegal – I opened. (big belly laugh, and laughter from the crowd) Then there I notice some pills, tranquilizers. Then I felt - this family, the people, live in big house – everything good. But they also need tranquilizers.”

“Ultimate source of worry and mental pain come from mind itself. So logically, the method to deal with that also must be developed within mind. So, our daily experiences, physical comfort, will not subdue our mental level of worry or pain. Other hand, physical pain can be subdued by mental calmness, or satisfaction.”


At this point, he donned a black Bruins cap, to the delight and applause of the crowd.
 

“This useful. Very powerful light.
Hockey! Hockey cap!
But have zero knowledge about hockey.” 
 
 
 
 
 
“Therefore, the right method to deal with mental level problem, unhappiness – must develop within mind. I think if nature creates physical pain, there’s some antidote for physical illness by nature developed within our own body, like immune system counters virus. Similarly, mental level, emotional level, such as anger, fear, too much worry, brings really unhappiness.

So, the counterforce also by nature, by biological factor – we are already equipped. Sense of affection, sense of concern for others well being. These are the countering forces we already have. So, therefore, irrespective, whether believer or non-believer – warm-heartedness, sense of concern of others’ well-being, that is the real important thing. Now medical science found through investigation: fear, anger, hatred weaken our immune system. Other hand, more compassionate thought, sense of concern of others well being - very helpful to sustain immune system.”

“Obviously, we all have experience, the day we face some kind of problem, quarrel, anger, and shouting – then next morning, you feel a little uncomfortable. Sometimes bad mood. Dreams also, some sort of discomfort.  The day you really enjoy with genuine friends who really trust each other, respect each other, genuine sense of concern for each other, then you feel lighter. This has nothing to do with religion. “

“Sometimes people, when we talk about value of compassion and forgiveness, then people feel these are part of religious practice, so those people who have not much interest in religion, then they also never think about these things. I think this mistake. That part we must make effort to make known. Whether believe religion or not, this one or that, is up to individual. Now, today, out of seven billion human beings, over one billion are non-believers. Okay if they prefer not, that’s their individual right.”

“So, here according to Indian tradition – secular concept. The secular means respect all religions, no preference of this one or that one. Unique – secular also means respect non-believer. Very, very relevant in today’s world. In West, secularism and atheism – close link.

So, I think India, constitution based on secular concept, not at all against religion. Most stable and non-violent and religious harmony because of secular concept and also ahimsa, non-violent tradition. India is really example – most populated democratic country. Stable, peaceful, though a lot of drawbacks – gaps between rich and poor, corruption.” (I would personally add to that list of “drawbacks” several more issues: honor killings, rape, the trampling of women’s rights in general, including a huge reliance on female sterilization as the preferred form of contraception, and of course their longstanding caste system.)

“Secular is something not distant at all from religion. Need to educate secularly about inner values, based on scientific findings. In conclusion, ultimate source of happy life is within ourselves. Not money, education. Education does not bring inner peace. Will not happen overnight, will take years. 21st century can be a different world. 20th century – century of violence. 21st century – should be century of peace.” (applause)

“Cannot pursue from one angle. Interdependent, so therefore – education system. Not enough paying attention to inner values. If put in more religious education – different faiths – creates complications. So, secularly educate these things. Change of humanity – achieve happy society, happier world - initiative must start at individual level. First individual think more about inner values, then translate to more compassionate life. Then create more compassionate family. One family. Ten families. One hundred families. One thousand families. Then society. Change society, build peaceful world.”

“I never consider myself the Dalai Lama, just another human being, simple Buddhist monk, so that we can communicate. If I think too much – isolate, then become lonely person. That brings more anxiety and frustration. No use.”

“When I consider I am one other human being - then easily communicate. Please think more seriously about these points. If feel make some sense, then try to implement. If you feel no sense – then Phuket!” (Big laughs from the crowd, most in shock and disbelief at his non sequitur reference to an island in Thailand in the midst of his talk!)

 
Q & A:
1.    Can you teach empathy? "Yes, certainly."
2.    Where is the middle path for a busy American life? “Actually, you know better… Extreme luxuries, not good. Of your money – spend more meaningfully. Extremes, blind faith, materialistic – not good. I think you should investigate that!”
3.    Most memorable thing you’ve done? Study of four fields: cosmology, neurobiology, quantum physics, psychology.

Q & A – from children ages 5 to 11:
1.    Do you have a pet? “Yes, nowadays one old cat. Now, no longer playful. In early period, very, very playful. Nowadays – like myself!” (big belly laughs)
2.    Do you ever get angry? “Oh, yes!”
3.    What do you do in your spare time? Gardening, repairs. “When have time, think – analytical meditation. Then, study, read. The unique thing about Buddhist practice – utilize human interaction to maximize way, more insights, transform emotion. My day starts at 3 o’clock in the morning, four hours meditate, and in the evening one hour again. Then about 6:30 or 7:00, sleep.” He told the story of when he stayed at a Berlin hotel across from a nightclub, and being awakened by the zhunga-zhung zhunga-zhung of the music and bright flashing lights all night. “Nature created day and night. Night means sleep. Or – lay people – sex!” (belly laughs)
4.    Do you still feel there is no need for Westerners to become Buddhists, but instead simply incorporate Buddhist elements? “I respect all different major religions. Westerners should keep their traditional faith. Must respect your own traditional religion. All - same practice of love, forgiveness, tolerance, self discipline, and contentment. Buddhist concept of interdependence – differs from view of creator as an absolute. Buddhism and Hinduism are like tree. Real difference – Buddhism - no soul theory; no independent self. Hinduism, and all other non-Buddhists – independent self and soul.  (It wasn’t until afterwards, in talking to my cookie-coveting friend with the rabbit from the very first post, that I understood what he meant here. She explained to me that it’s said that the Dalai Lama cried when Mao Tse Tung died. Because he’d miss him? I didn’t think he liked the Communist leader. No, he cried because Mao didn’t evolve over the course of his life, and so – he took all of that negative energy with him when he died and returned it to the collective oneness. Ohhh. He really means it when he thinks of everyone as ONE. Reminds me of a photo I saw of starlings flocking together, something called a murmuration. Just Google: murmuration, starlings, Gretna, and you’ll find some amazing pictures and videos.)
 

5.    What can we do as Americans to help Tibetans realize their justice and freedom? He spoke of the yearning to preserve language, script, and traditions, and culture of peace, non-violence, compassion. “Really worthwhile to preserve.” (applause) “Unusual for a Communist leader to be supportive of importance of Buddhist knowledge and culture. The problem – hard liners. They consider Tibetan culture to be a source of threat of separation Look at India – different languages, different scripts, but not in danger of separation.” “Please, whenever you meet with Chinese scholars, business people, and students, tell them the reality of Buddhist culture and language and environment.”  “Best thing – visit Tibet. It maybe little bit expensive. Borrow some money from friend. When reach Tibet, buy some antiques and then when return, sell at little higher price.” (he chuckles) “Get there, visit, and see. And then tell people what the reality is.” He spoke of his admiration of the European Union and the United States. Those who were traditionally enemies could, “because of new circumstance, new reality, therefore, realize change. So, now today sovereign states, but whole continent depends on each other.” He also spoke of how the future of Africa will also need to be some kind of union. “Small, small states, civil war, fighting each other. Mutual destruction. We should not fight for complete independence. Try to materialize Chinese constitution to give certain rights. What we ask for – consider an ethnic Tibetan area – autonomous. Middle way. Not seeking independence.  Middle way approach. That’s the way to help.”

He had been asked to give a few words in Tibet at the end. “Top secret,” he chuckled, then spoke in Tibet for a few minutes. (Translation currently not available.)

After his talk, Richard Gere surprised the crowd, and said a few words to lift us up, and then we were off to lunch in the North End!

Post Script:
I want to thank the Tibetan Association of Boston for the press pass and the opportunity to partake of this amazing experience. Thank you!

Reading/hearing the Dalai Lama’s talk just on the heels of Black Friday, and as we enter the holiday season, one could ask – if the Dalai Lama came to visit your house, and peeked in your medicine cabinet, what would he find there? Will any of the things you bought on Friday bring you – or others – true happiness? The best thing we can do for each other is to show that we are thinking of them. It’s not the size of the gift, but the thoughtfulness of it. And the greatest gifts we can give are those of our time, literally – our presence!

Of course, a book also makes the perfect holiday gift, and there is still plenty of time to order a copy of Go Forward, Support! The Rugby of Life, available on Amazon.com. It is cyber-Monday after all.

So, my “free” press pass wound up costing us just over $200, by the time we paid for a ticket for Susan, parking at TD Garden, and lunch in the North End. We were so close, we just had to, plus we were able to get into La Famiglia Giorgio’s, no line, no wait. On the up side, I gained enough material for two blog posts, which is, of course – priceless!

And, that is my gift to you, dear readers, near and far.

References:
Taylor, Jill Bolte, PhD. 2006. My Stroke of Insight: A Brain Scientist’s Personal Journey. New York, New York: Viking, The Penguin Group.

Coming Next:
An update on the status of women’s collegiate rugby, from one coach’s perspective.

© 2014 Rosemary A. Schmidt
Rose Schmidt is the author of “Go Forward, Support! The Rugby of Life.” If you would like to request permission to use or reprint any of the content on the site, please contact the author. Use of individual quotes with proper citation and attribution, within the limits of fair use, is permitted.