by Lisa Lillibridge to treat or consider (a person or a group of people) as alien to oneself Merriam Webster I want to blame I need to blame someone else something else anywhere else for my inner tornado alienate vilify repeat easy breezy automatic, unconscious our world’s challenges far too complex and exhausting to metabolize entirely on my own quell my fears confirm my programming please just tell me who, what, and where I should other today my team’s constant drumbeat deliberate, unyeielding laboring 24/7 to justify their clouding of my inner knowing click, forward, like, share, and tweet fair and balanced the daily diary of the American dream all the news that’s fit to print immutable and distracting like a howling airplane baby poor mum damn baby damn mum poor baby othering seductive like an ice cold beer hot, salty french fries or another slice of chocolate cake how did I other today? those people are not my people that problem is not my problem that place is not my place alienate vilify repeat conformity is obedient and compliant far easier than looking in the mirror and down into my own heart I know I should not utter a word until I’ve walked at least ten steps in someone else’s work-boots sneakers high heels wing tips flip flops or bare feet but I do we all do and it’s destroying us
Yup, I said it and I mean it. Let me explain myself a bit.
For years I wouldn’t purchase “Proven Winners” at the garden center or read anything on The New York Times Best Sellers List. I’ve always preferred the less shiny, weathered or worn out…the underdogs.
Maybe this quality is a reaction to the relative comfort in which I was raised. I was already given so many advantages, shouldn’t I just accept second best? Doesn’t that balance the universe out a little tiny bit more? More on ZERO SUM THEORY next year.
Now, I understand this thinking as an attempt to differentiate myself. Because of course “Proven Winners“ are a solid choice, especially for casual gardeners. And not reading The New York Times best selling books…well, that’s just plain ridiculous.
OK, back to manifest and why I’ve come to dislike it. It’s lost its gravity for me. You know, like when “love ya” is tossed off and repeated far too often. Yuck, whatever...
So, I looked up the words related to MANIFEST on the Merriam Webster and found them far more provocative; bare, disclose, unbosom, uncloak, uncover, advertise, blaze, proclaim, trumpet…
Don’t get me wrong, I’m all in with whatever you want to MANIFEST and the hustle of MANIFESTING kind of makes me swoon, especially as we approach the fresh start of a new year.
Oh, I do love a fresh start. Here’s to 2020…
However, this year for me I’m going to UNBOSOM or UNCLOAK what I want more of in my life.
Manifesting is so 2019, right?
Happy New Year!
Yesterday in therapy it was suggested to me that perhaps I try only check my mail once or twice a day and put myself on a “news diet”. Well, this sounded a bit drastic when all I said was that the world seems far too anxious right now. However, this morning thanks to David Brooks at The New York Times I have a better understanding of what our hyper-vigilant (and virtual) relationships are doing to our collective consciousness. Yikes!
1: being such in essence or effect though not formally recognized or admitted
2: being on or simulated on a computer or computer (Merriam Webster)
This is a very quick read.
EXCERPT: “People ensconced in social media are more likely to be on perpetual alert: How are my ratings this moment? They are also more likely to feel that the amount of attention they are receiving is inadequate.
“If you orient your life around money, you will never feel you have enough. Similarly, if you orient your life around attention, you will always feel slighted. You will always feel emotionally unsafe.“
—David Foster Wallace, Kenyon College commencement address
“The crybully starts with a genuine trauma. The terrible thing that happened naturally makes the crybully feel unsafe, self-protective and self-conscious to the point of self-absorption. The trauma makes that person intensely concerned about self-image.
The problem comes from the subsequent need to control any situation, the failure to see the big picture, the tendency to lash out in fear and anger as a way to fixate attention on oneself and obliterate others.”
I’m going to try to check my mail only twice and get away from my computer today. My eyes have been extra tired lately and would really welcome the break, as would my consciousness it seems.
This week has been thematic for me and it started with an On Point/NPR show Monday morning while I was working in my studio. The show was dedicated to depression, anxiety and suicide clusters among teens in America. It highlighted the unbelievable pressure put on our teens now. We’ve created a culture of expectation that we don’t even come close to as the standard for ourselves. We’re also living in a time when we are medicating kids at an alarming rate just to get them through all of these crazy demands. It’s unsustainable and time for a major paradigm shift.
The show highlighted both the pressure of affluent areas with a highly educated population and it discussed the suicide rate on the Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota (I’m a South Dakota native). I found it quite interesting that these two populations on either side of the spectrum share something quite alarming. Extreme pressure on one end and lack of academic pressure, rigor and opportunity on the other. The suicide rate on the reservation among teens is 4 times the national statistic. Devastating.
Here’s the link to the show:
This got me thinking about my three teenagers (ages 19 and 15 year-old-twins) and my expectations of them. If I was held to the standard that is out there culturally for them I don’t think I would get out of bed. I want to create an environment that allows a lot of time for discussion about character…there will be resistance but they just might thank me later…maybe in their late 20s. This photo was the day my girls said goodbye to their college bound big brother.
Here’s what we’re expecting of our teens:
• Have perfect grades in every subject (not just the classes that really interest them or what courses they possess natural ability). I basically majored in English in High School.
• Be good athletes (often whether they enjoy the sport or not).
• Be fit and attractive (to take gorgeous selfies).
• Be so passionate about something and develop expertise—distinguishing themselves among their peers. (This is rare and why we hear these stores on 60 minutes.)
• Play an instrument, a talented vocalist or an actor.
• Volunteer and be dedicated community servants (looks great on college applications).
• Know what career they want (this is crazy to be asking kids—they don’t know about all possibilities out there, let alone should they be expected to share with the world their intentions).
In sixth grade we were suppose to draw a picture of the profession we desired and cut the face out inserting one of our wallet-sized school photos. I thought it was crazy then and much to my mother and teacher’s chagrin I drew a Skid Row sort of bum. Sorry, Mrs. Tolstedt and Mom. My drawing did, however exhibit my artistic ability and smart-ass inclinations (which have mostly served me quite well in my adult life). My drawing was my image in fingerless gloves, a black bowler hat and a bottle in a brown paper bag. I wish I had it to show you.
I am oddly proud of that drawing because I didn’t know then and still don’t entirely know now what I want to “BE”…and it’s OK.
This morning the other information that popped onto my radar is New York columnist/author, David Brooks’ new book, “The Road to Character”. His book is about development of our inner lives in a era of heightened competition, sound bites & selfies.
What if our expectations & conversations with our teens focused on their inner lives, manners, kindness, generosity, purpose & empathy?
You can subscribe to David Brooks’ website and become a part of the discussion.
Here is an excerpt from the book.
I would love to hear your thoughts on this topic. Please leave comments.