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Hey there.

So Lindsey and I did this epic photo shoot... but when we went to develop the film it was blank!

DANGIT...

well, at least Emily got some awesome photos.  Check them out on her blog

Project Adoration - Emily

Thought Vomit

 

Do I want to teach?

Would I even be good at it? Could I see it as a respectable career path when it is so frowned upon by BYU and most of the world?

I don't know.
I just want to help people.
Preferably youth.

I was thinking about how, if I became psychologist, I would genuinely be helping a small group of people on an individual basis. That career would lack the diversity of the group, something that I really love. But, if i were to be a teacher, I would be missing out on the quality aid. I would be teaching a large group with the sincere hope of helping everyone, but in all reality, I might maybe influence a couple students for the better. Most of them would pass through my class and come out the other side with a few more zzz's to tack onto their "naps is class" book.

it's just a question of quantity vs. quality in the end I suppose.

Help a few very deeply, or help some somewhat.

Bleh. Could I even reach them? Would I even inspire them? bore them? convince them to think?
I DON'T KNOW!!!!
I have no answers.

Quick question though.  Why is teaching so frowned upon? Teachers are the people that change our LIVES! yet when you tell people you are considering becoming a pre-pubescent instructor you get the glances of disapproval all around.
Well excuse me for trying to insure my future Bill Gates wannabe. Not all of our aspirations center around money.

psh....

Maybe I could do it. Maybe I have the people skills, the drive, the passion, the knowledge, the vision.
But what about the organization? The depth? the Patience? the stamina? the voice?

Do those just come with time or what?
cause I'm clueless here.

All I do know right now is that if I do become a teacher, I'm definitely teaching my students about dwell time. I think it's one of the most important lessons I ever learned from that incredible man, Mr. Wix.

Dwell time: Pondering ideas, not just taking them at surface value and letting them quickly run a marathon through your head, but slowing them down. Taking them for a walk. Examining how they carry themselves. Seeing their manner and style of walking change or maybe you realize it's not even a walking idea but rather trotting or skipping one. Perhaps it bounces.

There lies great importance in being able to think about one idea many ways over an extended period of time.

Too many of us get caught up in thinking about one thing in one way; so much so that any new proposed idea becomes preposterous or even, heaven forbid, WRONG.
Whatever happened to the ability to think in new ways, huh?
Today, people are too quick to not even bother to think at all!!

It's not that they've lost the desire or the capability to think outside the box, it's just that they refuse to do so. They can't because they won't.
I don't know about you, but I grew up with the little engine that could, not the little engine that refused.

Can't we remember Descartes? Je pense donc je suis! "I think therefore I am!"
Where are the Da Vinci's? The Aristotles? the Platos? Pascals? Einsteins? Emersons? Franklins?

I mean come on humanity. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER!

Stop refusing to utilize the very thing that makes you human.... YOUR BRAIN!!

If I could just get people to do that, use their intellects, to think for themselves, to analyze, to refuse to be a mindless zombie, that would be worth something.
That would make me feel like I could leave this world a little better off than I found it.

People, use your dwell time. Ponder. Think. Reflect. Challenge. Entertain an idea without judging it nor accepting it, merely consider it. Forget the modern notion that every idea must be good or bad, wrong or right, black and white.
this world is GRAY. 

Let an idea exist. Let it breath. Let it live.
Don't assign it a moral label, ideas aren't even moral or immoral anyway. Leave morality up to actions and quit bombarding thoughts with its restrictions.

We categorize, label, and file away thoughts as if cognitive functioning in this world has a pin-point location and a definition. Nothing is allowed to float, to be watched, appreciated, and skit away untouched. We ruin every good idea that comes our way.

People are idea killers and opinion formers. 

What else can I say.

I hope you appreciated the thought vomit.

The Magic of Christmas

I haven't been feelin it.

nada

zip

zilch

nothing

until today.  

I've been going through these past couple weeks hanging out with friends, listening to Christmas music, spending time with family, and even doing service, but it just didn't feel like Christmas this year.

I want to blame the lack of snow.

stupid non-snow. Who do you think you are?

best snow on earth, yeah... riiiight. Thanks Utah. Once again for the dissapointments.

anyway, back to what I was saying. I wasn't feelin Christmas. Yeah I gave a talk about Christmas and it made that Sunday wonderful. Thinking about the birth of Christ, meaning of Christmas, and enjoying the holiday made all the difference that day.  The following days, however, didn't really produce much "Christmas Spirit" I was thinking about Christ, being kind, listening to jingle bells, but yet nothing was really all that special.

I figured it out today. I've been participating in every part of Christmas except for the giving part, which is a pretty important part if you ask me. I gave my first gift 2 days ago to my brothers and the Christmas magic started to happen. Tomorrow I'm getting a gift for my dad and hoping to get flowers for my mom.I have a gift to finish still... (Sorry Linds, its in progress! Blame the bow-tie knowledge lacking skills) and some to give tomorrow.

Yes, Christmas is over, but it's never too late to give.

This will change your life

I love....

• a perfectly shaped ice-cream cone 
• knowing the difference between being alive and living
• snow days 
• not being alone :D
• the never-give-uppers 
• all the funny people
• new things
• that every day is a new day 
• changing what I don't like 
• not knowing what happens next 
• writing the next page of the story 
• 15 minute mourning periods followed with pasta

I miss...

• saturday morning cartoons
• swinging during recess 
• black and white movies
• old things
• sleep
• sunshine in the morning
• the days of "will you be my friend?" "okay"
• hammy the guinea pig 

Thought Purging

I keep this thing called a journal. I don't write every day, but I write a lot, often.

Sometimes it's menial things like what happened that day, or sometimes it'll be my thoughts on something I read that day, a scripture or quote or text.

More often, however, I go through these things called thought purges.
Instead of real vomit I go through word vomit.

Everything I've consumed in the past week (feelings, thoughts, discussions, events) gets spit out onto several pages. Some of my most meaningful/interesting journal entries are thought binges.
Why? Because they are just full of reflections and questions and uncensored thought.
As we get older, our thought processes change, especially mine. Looking back on these entries lets me see how I used to think versus how I think now.

I'm not the person I was yesterday, and I won't be the same person tomorrow.

sigh... Perhaps I change too much.

But what is life if not a continual process of self-betterment?

I love thought purges.
Today I purged relationships.

They scare me.

so bad.

This sounds like a contradictory statement since I've been in a relationship ever since I was 14 and have absolutely no clue how to "really be single" but everyone has their irrational fears I suppose.

I mean how well can you ever truly know a person? And what is it that I'm even afraid of? failure? commitment? physical closeness? trust?
Probably a bit of all of the above. hm. I guess I'll figure it out.
Time is the solution to every problem.
I've just got to give it some time.

Thoughts That Keep Me Up At Night

The key to unlocking the human mind can be found in the writings of deep thinkers.

As I have been here at BYU, I have noticed myself changing. Everyone tells me I change a lot, but I don't think its been ever so visible to myself as it is now. I'm realizing that as I read the works of philosophers, artists, activists, professors, and historians, my ability to connect thoughts, theories, and ideas is increasing. A deep thinking mind is something I wish we all could attain. There are too many people in the world who could care less about what and how they think. There is a great deal of constrained power within the human mind. Just think! We could do so much more if we would just THINK!

Tonight I was reading a letter from Birmingham jail by Martin Luther King Jr. and it made me ponder some things. Now, while I realize there are some who don't particularly place Martin Luther King Jr. on their own particular pedestals because of his adulterous errors, I personally find him to be an exemplary American hero. I do not believe mistakes discredit profound thought, and his mistakes only humanize him in my mind making his accomplishments that much more astonishing. 

In part of his letter, he discussed extremists who have changed the world. (Jesus Christ, Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther, Paul, and Thomas Jefferson to name a few) I find extremism to be an interesting topic because, so often in our world, we're taught to avoid it. Especially in Mormon culture we're instructed to "avoid the extremes" and live life of moderation. Everything in moderation. 

Perhaps we are taught this because, in extremity, values, beliefs, and even fundamental humanistic qualities become drastically relative and easily changeable. 

Perhaps it is because moderation maintains consistency and we all know human beings thrrriiiive on consistency. 

Or perhaps its because there just aren't many of us who can be successful extremists. 

I honestly don't know.

All I know is that the great heroes of our history were those who were not afraid to be different. They weren't afraid to stand out, to be mocked and scorned, or to present unconventional ways of thinking. They were not those who sought to exert moderate opinions in an effort to maintain mediocrity. No, they wanted to change the world. Our historic heroes created nonconformist visions meant to be shared. They were the ones pointing out our complacency and asking us to over come it. 

DO better. BE better.

Think about it. Where would we be had Abe Lincoln chosen to take the stance of "just let the south have their slaves and the north will cope." instead of his powerful extremist view of "we will keep fighting this war no matter the cost until slavery is expunged from this union." Lincoln took the radical view of absolute abolitionism, and because of him, America stands as a beacon of freedom for all even today.

I realize, however, that we cannot all be extremists. In fact, most of us choose to take the conformist route in life. But those of us who will become the extremists, the nonconformists, and the society shapers, need to be cautious and careful. 

If you want to be different, change the world, and leave behind a legacy, it is your duty to be better than normal. Change can be a wonderful thing, as with the civil rights movement and Martin Luther King Jr., but all you have to do is take one glance at a few Holocaust photos and you will shudder with stunning remembrance of the corruption that can emerge from extremist views. 

So, in the words of Martin Luther King Jr., "The question is not whether we will be extremists, but what kind of extremists we will be."  

I have many more thoughts to write, but alas 2 A.M. approaches and classes will be here before I know it.

Goodnight.
I hope you enjoyed the thoughts that keep me up at night.