Sunday, April 07, 2013

The Kindness Chronicles


the kindness chronicles

Along the San Clemente, CA pier. A homeless man. photo by Jane LaFazio
The Word That Is A Prayer

One thing you know when you say it:
all over the earth people are saying it with you;
a child blurting it out as the seizures take her,
a woman reciting it on a cot in a hospital.
What if you take a cab through the Tenderloin:
at a stoplight, a man in a wool cap,
yarn unraveling across his face, knocks at the window;
he says, Please.
By the time you hear what he’s saying,
the light changes, the cab pulls away,
and you don’t go back, though you know
someone just prayed to you the way you pray.
Please: a word so short
it could get lost in the air
as it floats up to God like the feather it is,
knocking and knocking, and finally
falling back to earth as rain,
as pellets of ice, soaking a black branch,
collecting in drains, leaching into the ground,
and you walk in that weather every day.

-Ellery Akers,
© 2007, The Sun (thanks to Patti Digh for sharing this poem)


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I love Anne Lamott and I love how she writes. One of my favorite books is  Bird by Bird . (You can read my review of Bird by Bird here. )
And frankly, I'm posting this, for myself. To read, and re-read and take in.
spring break in the park
Mundo Lindo kids, finding time to simply draw  in the park ~ photo by Jane LaFazio
Finding Time  by Anne Lamott

"I sometimes teach classes on writing, during which I tell my students every single thing I know about the craft and habit. This takes approximately 45 minutes. I begin with my core belief—and the foundation of almost all wisdom traditions—that there is nothing you can buy, achieve, own, or rent that can fill up that hunger inside for a sense of fulfillment and wonder. But the good news is that creative expression, whether that means writing, dancing, bird-watching, or cooking, can give a person almost everything that he or she has been searching for: enlivenment, peace, meaning, and the incalculable wealth of time spent quietly in beauty.
Then I bring up the bad news: You have to make time to do this.

This means you have to grasp that your manic forms of connectivity—cell phone, email, text, Twitter—steal most chances of lasting connection or amazement. That multitasking can argue a wasted life. That a close friendship is worth more than material success.

Needless to say, this is very distressing for my writing students. They start to explain that they have two kids at home, or five, a stable of horses or a hive of bees, and 40-hour workweeks. Or, on the other hand, sometimes they are climbing the walls with boredom, own nearly nothing, and are looking for work full-time, which is why they can’t make time now to pursue their hearts’ desires. They often add that as soon as they retire, or their last child moves out, or they move to the country, or to the city, or sell the horses, they will. They are absolutely sincere, and they are delusional."

Anne continues...

"This is what I say: First of all, no one needs to watch the news every night, unless one is married to the anchor. Otherwise, you are mostly going to learn more than you need to know about where the local fires are, and how rainy it has been: so rainy! That is half an hour, a few days a week, I tell my students. You could commit to writing one page a night, which, over a year, is most of a book.

If they have to get up early for work and can’t stay up late, I ask them if they are willing NOT to do one thing every day, that otherwise they were going to try and cram into their schedule.

They may explain that they have to go to the gym four days a week or they get crazy, to which I reply that that’s fine—no one else really cares if anyone else finally starts to write or volunteers with marine mammals. But how can they not care and let life slip away? Can’t they give up the gym once a week and buy two hours’ worth of fresh, delectable moments? (Here they glance at my butt.)

Can they commit to meeting one close friend for two hours every week, in bookstores, to compare notes? Or at an Audubon sanctuary? Or a winery?

They look at me bitterly now—they don’t think I understand. But I do—I know how addictive busyness and mania are. But I ask them whether, if their children grow up to become adults who spend this one precious life in a spin of multitasking, stress, and achievement, and then work out four times a week, will they be pleased that their kids also pursued this kind of whirlwind life?

If not, if they want much more for their kids, lives well spent in hard work and savoring all that is lovely, why are they living this manic way?

I ask them, is there a eucalyptus grove at the end of their street, or a new exhibit at the art museum? An upcoming minus tide at the beach where the agates and tidepools are, or a great poet coming to the library soon? A pond where you can see so many turtles? A journal to fill?

If so, what manic or compulsive hours will they give up in trade for the equivalent time to write, or meander? Time is not free—that’s why it’s so precious and worth fighting for.

Will they give me one hour of housecleaning in exchange for the poetry reading? Or wash the car just one time a month, for the turtles? No? I understand. But at 80, will they be proud that they spent their lives keeping their houses cleaner than anyone else in the family did, except for mad Aunt Beth, who had the vapors? Or that they kept their car polished to a high sheen that made the neighbors quiver with jealousy? Or worked their fingers to the bone providing a high quality of life, but maybe accidentally forgot to be deeply and truly present for their kids, and now their grandchildren?

I think it’s going to hurt. What fills us is real, sweet, dopey, funny life.

I’ve heard it said that every day you need half an hour of quiet time for yourself, or your Self, unless you’re incredibly busy and stressed, in which case you need an hour. I promise you, it is there. Fight tooth and nail to find time, to make it. It is our true wealth, this moment, this hour, this day."

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Thanks Anne and Ellery for the reminders to be kind to others and ourselves.
Finding balance in our lives is always a struggle, isn't it? We can just do our best. How do you find time? to take care of yourself and to answer those who say 'please?' 

8 comments:

  1. great post....love "unless you are married to the anchor"...my daughter are very intentional when watching t.v. and it's only DVD/VHS...finding and making time for me is crucial

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  2. I have always loved your art, so I subscribe to your blog. But this post has shaken me this morning. I needed it. Thank you.

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  3. I really love Anne's comments. Thank you so much for sharing!

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  4. So nice to find another who adores Ann Lamott...I loved her Bird by Bird and find her talk on finding time so very telling...fewer people than you might think really want to create time for what's important to them. That's why you hear so many excuses. I feel so sorry for these people because there is so much they are missing!

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  5. This post was an act of kindness in itself, Jane. Thank you for a great boost when I needed it.
    My latest Act of Kindness was very painful, but also very rewarding. I hope it's OK to post a link here.
    http://fiberreflections.blogspot.com/2013/03/acts-of-kindness-are-not-always-easy.html

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  6. Bird by Bird is on my nightstand, and will never leave....because I can always find something 'new' in there that really jump starts me!
    Jane, I loved reading your post this morning. I carved out all of Saturday and Sunday for a workshop, met the most marvelous like-minded ladies, and let my inner self sing as I created. Afterwards, I felt the need to apologize to my family for my selfishness, but nobody seemed to care, and I think they ALL appreciated the happy and fulfilled person I was when I came back into their lives.
    You have helped me find that creative me, and several quiet places in my life....and I thank you for that!

    I hope you have a fantastic day!

    xxoo

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  7. Thank you so much for posting this.. I needed a reminder!

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