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Category Archives: Learnin’

Retreating to Earthdance

31 Tuesday Jul 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Green Life, Learnin', Writing Life

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dancing, goals, travel, trees, writing

Moss at the river side

My favorite kind of learning is the sort that sneaks up on you. You think you’re going to discover one thing and, because you’re receptive, the Universe seizes the opportunity to hand you another. And another. Sometimes the Universe really likes to cram it in.

This summer I’ve taken temporary leave from my job as a Community Liaison (writer, organizer, webmaster, photographer, event planner, project manager, etc.) to complete a novel for young readers. The novel and I have been courting each other since 2006. We dance around the idea of being “done,” and what better place to wiggle our toes than in a space devoted to the form?

Earthdance is many things –learning center, community space for dancers and others who practice contact improvisation, garden/orchard, peaceful oasis-in-the-woods– and retreat for art-types and peace-makers looking to temporarily escape the distractions of everyday life.

Hoping to finally discover the conclusion to my novel, I arrived fully prepared to spend my days whittling away at hundreds of pages of notes containing two separate drafts, and seven years of revisions suggested by myself and members of my Boston-based writer’s critique group.

Earthdance’s lessons were easy-to-miss, so I’m glad I arrived with the intention to listen, to sit quietly, and to treat myself with kindness.

I learned how to share space with a spider . . .

Spider on a pillow

And a butterfly (admittedly, living with the butterfly was easier!)

The butterfly comments

I learned what it feels like to wander into a garden and come out with fixings for lunch, fresh from the soil.

Teeny carrot

I discovered the impact of choosing to begin and end each day with gratitude (more specifically, sleeping in a wonderfully wood-scented dormitory bearing that name.)

The dorm, gratitude

I learned sometimes it’s necessary to move your body in order to move your mind.

Shira swings

David in the woods

I learned, to dissuade a deer from munching the garden, running outside and clapping your hands works just fine.

The deer revealed

I learned that, although we serve different communities, the vision, staff, and mission of Earthdance is ever similar to what I’ve grown to enjoy and deeply respect back at work in Cambridge.

Kitchen moment at Earthdance

I learned to trust that, if I sit quietly enough, watching the woods for creativity’s approach, it may arrive peacefully, timidly, joyfully on delicate feet.

Window on the orchard

Or it may not.

Hard to catch that squirrel

And both are okay.

Thank you, Earthdance. ‘Til we meet again . . .

My Gold-Plated Degree

25 Monday Jun 2012

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goals, writing

I recently finished reading the book, “Not Quite Adults: Why 20-Somethings Are Choosing a Slower Path to Adulthood, and Why It’s Good for Everyone” by Richard Settersten. It was eye-opening, how we talk about young Americans (not positively) and how the cultural and economic landscapes have changed since my parents were kids, and their parents were kids (more competitive, more expensive,) also how young people “swim” or “sink” in association with their access to resources.

In the greater cultural conversation, I hear a lot of blame: kids today just don’t know how to work hard, young people are too deeply in debt because of their college decisions (subtext: who told them to go to those expensive schools?), kids today might not surpass their parents in wealth or social mobility.  I don’t hear a lot of solutions, and even rarer an honest discussion of the inequities that hold steady through all the centuries of this country’s growth.

I’m one of those kids who went away to capture the alluring “gold-plated degree” that was to open all manner of magic doors.  Emerson College is a well-known and respected institution: I chose it in part because I was immediately smitten with Boston and also because the college seemed more silver than gold: not at the tippy-top of the prestigious school pig pile (consequentially, with a lower price tag), but close enough to award me many of the benefits.  And the benefits I’ve received are still unfolding -it’s been a steady win.

I’m also one of those kids with loan debt not-so-quickly repaid.

If I may, I’d like to quote from the book what I took to be the most important and exciting suggestion regarding how to think about growing up, going forward:

“One wonders whether a more relevant milestone in today’s world is not the achievement of independence, which has long been the central defining characteristic of adulthood, but instead the achievement of strong ties to others -what we might instead call interdependence.  To compensate for new uncertainties and the weak scaffolding provided by some families and governments, an effective strategy for young people making their way into adulthood is to build wider and webs of relationships with others.  A strong social network of personal and professional contacts can foster development and provide a set of supports that can be activated as needed.  Interdependence is not about completely relying on others for one’s own welfare, but is instead about knowing how to make and maintain positive, healthy, reciprocal relationships that offer a safety net for oneself and contribute to the safety nets of others.”

To this, I declare a solid HERE HERE. I’ve long claimed that one of the most important benefits I gained from my time at Emerson is the human connections; the intentional family of friends I’ve developed, (including my first roommate -one of my favorite people to this day.) I’m glad to see someone else has noticed.

PhoebeinBoston

Snowstorm of my college years

Occupy The Lilacs

04 Monday Jun 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Boston Moments, Learnin'

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arnold-arboretum, craft-tastic, goals, jamaica-plain

Since my days organizing for the National Organization for Women, I’ve learned that I am not an activist (by the stricter definitions.) Although I’m a daughter of the Civil Rights, Black Power, and flower child/hippie movements, my skill and interests lie in building community: connecting people, listening, assessing, and building empathy. I’m drawn towards the methodologies of Non-Violent Communication, mediation, Co-counseling, and dialogue.

I enjoy spending time with activists, spinning the energy from those connections into an adjacent creativity and passion (with a dash of impishness) that comes more naturally to me. However: invite me to mini-fy it and I’ll jump right on your bandwagon.

Occupy the lilacs

Cutest little Occupy tent ever!

Occupy the Arbs

Under the dandelions

Dance Hyperfast, Hyperslow

26 Thursday Apr 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Boston Moments, Learnin'

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dancing, events

My week has been bookended by the fastest dance footwork I’ve seen since my job’s annual Hip Hop Festival for children, and also the slowest dance I’ve seen probably ever.

First, the fleet: My partner and I were invited by a friend to check out India Jazz Suites, showing at the Boston ICA.  All I knew about the show was that it featured a contemporary of Savion Glover, one of my favorite dancers.  First we attended a half-hour lecture on the two choreographers, including a description of a classical Indian  dance form called Kathak. Next, we were charmed and blown away.

Second, the slow.  Part of Harvard University’s ARTS FIRST festival, Slow Dancing is an outdoor video installation by David Michaelek shown from April 20 to 29 (7-11 PM) in front of the Widener Library in Harvard Yard.  I stopped by on a chilly Tuesday, just to take a peak, and stayed an hour.  Lucky for me, I had an apple in my backpack and the folks running the show were kindly offering wool blankets to keep warm.  As the artist explains, at first it’s excruciating to watch something go so slow (snails, anyone?  paint drying?), but then the magic happens and you are transported to a place of exquisite observation.

Two women

Fan dance

Dancer in red

Camera Fleet Revisited

18 Wednesday Apr 2012

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photography

Sometimes, a person might receive with barely an ask.

Take, for example, my newest digital camera – the Sony Cybershot.  This little pocket point-n-click was gifted to me by friend almost before the words “I really need a new digital camera” left my lips.

The J-Street Camera Fleet welcomes two new members:

1.) Sony Cybershot (I’m still learning how to use, stayed tuned for many over and underexposed snapshots)

2.) David’s Digi Clover San (a birthday gift from me, right in the instructions it is referred to as “quirky” and “toy camera,” so you can imagine the types of photos it produces)

Little digitals

{Spring Is} Learning

04 Wednesday Apr 2012

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A friend once asked: what says spring to you?

And I said: when the new adult education and Ikea catalogs arrive in my mailbox.

Adult ed mags spring 2012

Local Maple

28 Wednesday Mar 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Boston Moments, Learnin'

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city-farm, events, food-n-cookin, trees

Recently, I joined friends on a trip out to Natick Community Organic Farm to check out Maple Magic Day.  We missed the pancake breakfast (so sad!), but we did enjoy a tour of the grounds and stood inside a real sugar shack, bathing in the steam and sugary air.  I was particularly pleased because, last fall, I read a book on maple sugaring, and so felt impressed to experience the workings in person.

An added bonus was running into two friends at the farm, both of whom, unbeknownst to me, work there!

Megna and HeatherHeaded in for the tour with my companions for the afternoon, Megna and Heather (my third companion Alice is off-screen.)

March Maple Magic Month

Welcome sign out front the sugar shack.

Bunny watches

Rabbit watches the crowd.

Poking the fire

A young worker tends the fire.

Donelle

My friend Donelle re-tells an indigenous-people’s story of maple syrup.

Maple bucket

Sap captured.  Later it will be combined with the sap of other trees and boiled, boiled, boiled.  The wisdom goes that it take forty gallons of sap to produce one gallon of syrup.

Learning to Shoot

19 Monday Mar 2012

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photography

So many cameras, so few lessons!  This past weekend, I took a digital photography class at the Cambridge Center for Adult Education and was reminded of how little formal knowledge I have about either digital or analog photography.  Thank goodness for affordable education.

Learning about ISO, fstops, aperture, all that . . .

Over exposed photo of instructor's computer

Fellow student in focus . . .
Cameras ready to shoot

Trying out the tricks on the way home.

Jamaica Pond sunset

Understanding The City

05 Monday Mar 2012

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family, jersey, travel

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On a weekend trip to New York City with my Jersey family, it struck me that the reason I find the city so excruciatingly overwhelming is not that there are so many souls eeking it out in one place, it’s that each and every one of those souls is important.

I am bowled flat by the knowledge I will never know or touch 99.9% (not an exact figure) of the people in that city.  We will all live and die, never the wiser, never moved by one another’s presence on this planet.

Hefty thoughts.

And then, once my family had departed back to Jersey, I wandered a two block radius around Penn Station (which took me thirty minutes), and walked down one street (or was it an Ave?) where the buildings might as well have been the sides of a concrete canyon.  Not a tree in sight.  Not one green thing.  The only reminder of the planet, besides the humans robotically walking past, was the sky.  I looked up and it was like, Whoa!  How’d you get there? I forgot about you.

In a NYC cavern

Still, I learned a few new things on this trip:

  • Compared with the off-Broadway shows I’ve experienced, a play on Broadway has more pomp, glitter, and magic than any unicorn I’ve ever (not) seen (sorry, unicorns.)  I believe Sister Act alone is using up half the Earth’s supply of sequins.
  • Number streets are short, avenues go on forever (how had I not noticed this in all the years I’ve visited?)  Beware the avenues.
  • If you see Whole Foods store bags, there’s definitely a Whole Foods nearby, but you’ll never be able to see it unless you look real close.

Find the Whole Foods

I do not love New York City, but I admit I’m learning to appreciate.

Stitch silent

Whew!  Back to Boston.

Giving It Away

27 Monday Feb 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Bloggin Noggin, Learnin'

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A friend introduced me to the pleasure of listening to podcasts while crafting, which I’ve found enjoyable and enlightening.  One of the podcasts I’ve been trying out recently is NPR International’s Studio 360.  I like arts.  I like culture.  All that.

In an episode on reinvention, I listened to the host, Kurt Andersen, and author/lawyer Elizabeth Wurtzel discuss how intellectual property is treated in the US, as well as the free market’s effect on art and artistic expression.  I was struck by Ms. Wurtzel’s proclamation that artists should not just give their work away.  Then the host said something to the effect of “That’s why I don’t blog.”

Whoa, I thought.  Are these two sitting on pearly pedestals, shaking their heads in wonderment at fools like me?  Out here on the internet just spewing creativity that, had I any brains, I’d withhold (or offer the bare minimum of/sneak peaks) until someone slapped down some cash?  Is this why I’m so poor?

Then I recalled something I read Alice Walker say (if I paraphrase incorrectly, the mistake is all mine): she blogs to circumvent the system, to give her writing away. Hmm. 

Which brings me to the question: is Whole Heart Local a waste of my earning power? I can tell you the pleasure it gives me to speak my mind here.  How writing is my way of giving back to those blogs I currently follow and love.  How the internet levels the playing field for me in terms of what I can access, what I can offer.  I can tell you that -in electricity fees, wear and tear on my computer/the price of developing 35mm film/my annual subscription to Flickr, yearly fees for hosting the url- it costs me to maintain this blog, which I expect to give back nothing other than perhaps increased access to the global digital community.  Maybe a lucky off-screen friendship.  Who knows?

I don’t have an answer to the claim that people who share their art and soul on the internet are giving precious away for free.

I can say that, in the most general sense, I find sharing enormously satisfying.

Gift

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