Imagine, God forbid, there was a fire in your home and you lost everything. The shock of the event is bad enough, but you must itemize your household contents for insurance purposes.
What is gone? Certainly clothing, furniture, appliances, and dishes. But what about the smaller items? Your grandmother's wedding gown. Picture of beloved family members. Personal belongings handed down over several generations. The irreplaceable things.
It's a good exercise. How long would it take you to do this? Try it. Think about what you have, then take a moment and walk from room to room. What items do you see that you'd forgotten?
We did a similar exercise today with our county.
The Cultural Diversity team of Develop Daviess met to discuss next steps toward including every voice in our county. We spent several minutes brainstorming. We filled a large presentation pad of note paper, but we know we have not captured them all.
The list is more varied than you might expect. It also includes groups that are too easily overlooked.
In no particular order, our "house" includes:
Amish, English (an Amish term for 'not Amish'), Haitians, Hispanics (representing Puerto Rico, Mexico, Guatemala, El Salvador, and other Latin American countries), people across the economic spectrum from poverty to exceedingly comfortable, a variety of faith groups, people across the political spectrum, people in the LGBTQ community, people recovering from addiction, and others.
So, please help. Who are the others?
We're rebuilding our house and we want to make sure this time there clearly is a place for everybody.
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Friday, February 28, 2020
Thursday, February 27, 2020
Ash Wednesday and Recognizing Community
I had a question this morning about Ash Wednesday.
Lent doesn’t appear in the Bible, but it is a solemn season of reflection and preparation for the celebration of Easter. During Lent, many Christians symbolically replicate Jesus’ sacrifice and withdrawal into the desert for forty days. They often deny themselves something, reflecting the scarcity of comforts in the desert.
Ash Wednesday marks the first day Lent. And a cross made of ashes marks many people who observe this holy day. The cross symbol is placed on their forehead and they wear it the remainder of the day.
It’s made of ashes and oil or water. It’s a mark of penitence. Contrition. It’s also a very effective way, for at least a day, to identify one’s community.
Sometimes our world is too much. We have difficulty making sense of it all. So, we begin sorting. We define shapes or boxes, then and try to get everything to fit accordingly.
We look at an item, then try to determine if it is a This or a That.
We consider an idea, and then decide whether we agree with it. Are we Pro, Con, or ambivalent?
With simple things, this is a useful approach. We can sort quickly and decide which things we care about. Which things deserve our concern.
With complex things, our handy system of organizing our world breaks down. The more deeply we dive into a subject, our blanket statements about what to think or how to respond begin to unravel.
Is that person good? What do they want? Can I get from my parking spot into the store without being accosted? Is this road slippery? What will happen if my car breaks down. Is my phone charged?
How good are our sources? What if the person who shared information with us is not truthful? What if we are swayed by and acting on fake news?
How good are we? What if we are just lousy interpreters?
How do we find the right boxes? Here are just a few of the shapes and boxes we use. For each, let’s think of descriptive words. Do different words come to mind for you?
Face: Ugly. Handsome. Beautiful. Plain. Unremarkable.
Hair: Shiny. Wavy. Straight. Lank. Limp. Oily. Greasy. Curly. Kinky. Short. Long. Balding. Bald. Shaved. Messy. Skinned.
Age: Infant. Toddler. Child. Youngster. Pre-teen. Adolescent. Young Adult. Adult. Middle-Aged. Mature. Old.
That’s just a sampling. With each label come inferences and suppositions. They may be correct. Let’s remember they also may be far from the mark. There are also the standard sorting methodologies many of us resort to. Does this person:
The advantage, and the problem, with these criteria is that they are safe. Like a fence.
A fence is a sharply defined boundary. Inside that boundary, we have room to move comfortably.
As a boundary, a fence is also a divider. Inside the fence are things that belong. Outside the fence are things that do not belong. They surround us in our safe, fenced area.
As suggested earlier, one simple point of connection can widen the doorway to community. Two crossing swathes of ash right after Mardi Gras allow two people to identify with and accept one another. What else is there? What marks you as somebody another person can relate to? You may not realize the mark is yours. But it's there. Wear it proudly and be open to the conversation it may prompt.
I challenge each of us to stand at our fencerows and talk with the neighbors. That's step one. Step two is to install a gate. It would be pretty radical to take the entire fence down. In fact, it probably wouldn't be a good idea. There are things in my defined space that make me uniquely me. And I'm curious about yours. So, for now, let's just create an entrance in our boundaries and use it for frequent visits.
Welcome in.
What’s Ash Wednesday?
If you are not familiar with Ash Wednesday, it is a holiday in the original sense of the word. It is a holy day at the beginning of the Christian season of Lent, the forty days preceding Easter. A day of prayer and fasting.Lent doesn’t appear in the Bible, but it is a solemn season of reflection and preparation for the celebration of Easter. During Lent, many Christians symbolically replicate Jesus’ sacrifice and withdrawal into the desert for forty days. They often deny themselves something, reflecting the scarcity of comforts in the desert.
The Mark
Ash Wednesday marks the first day Lent. And a cross made of ashes marks many people who observe this holy day. The cross symbol is placed on their forehead and they wear it the remainder of the day.
It’s made of ashes and oil or water. It’s a mark of penitence. Contrition. It’s also a very effective way, for at least a day, to identify one’s community.
More than a Feeling
Before we say more about that, I was curious about what wearing ashes feels like. So I asked a friend and learned that, once they are on your forehead, you really don’t feel them. It’s very easy to go about your day and forget that you look different. It’s only when you reach up to rub your forehead and your hand comes away smudged, or you pass a mirror and you are surprised by your reflection. Or, possibly more meaningfully, when you see somebody else who bears the same mark and you recognize them as somebody who shares your faith. And probably your outlook. So at some level, you have found a kindred spirit.Manageable chunks
We consider an idea, and then decide whether we agree with it. Are we Pro, Con, or ambivalent?
With simple things, this is a useful approach. We can sort quickly and decide which things we care about. Which things deserve our concern.
With complex things, our handy system of organizing our world breaks down. The more deeply we dive into a subject, our blanket statements about what to think or how to respond begin to unravel.
Keeping Safe
Part of our penchant for sorting is survival instinct. Every activity has inherent risks. Most of us don’t have to worry about wolves, bears, or invading conquerors today, but we still spend our days making snap judgments about risks.Is that person good? What do they want? Can I get from my parking spot into the store without being accosted? Is this road slippery? What will happen if my car breaks down. Is my phone charged?
Data Reliability
If we are going to worry anyway, here’s a new concern. Snap judgments are based on our interpretation of available data.How good are our sources? What if the person who shared information with us is not truthful? What if we are swayed by and acting on fake news?
How good are we? What if we are just lousy interpreters?
Shapes and Boxes
Let’s spend more time with ultra-complex subjects. People. You and me.How do we find the right boxes? Here are just a few of the shapes and boxes we use. For each, let’s think of descriptive words. Do different words come to mind for you?
Size
Tall. Short. Fit. Fat. Skinny. Morbidly obese. Average. Thick. Muscled. Flabby.Appearance
Face: Ugly. Handsome. Beautiful. Plain. Unremarkable.
Hair: Shiny. Wavy. Straight. Lank. Limp. Oily. Greasy. Curly. Kinky. Short. Long. Balding. Bald. Shaved. Messy. Skinned.
Age: Infant. Toddler. Child. Youngster. Pre-teen. Adolescent. Young Adult. Adult. Middle-Aged. Mature. Old.
That’s just a sampling. With each label come inferences and suppositions. They may be correct. Let’s remember they also may be far from the mark. There are also the standard sorting methodologies many of us resort to. Does this person:
- Look like me?
- Act like me?
- Talk like me?
- Dress like me?
- Live where I live?
- Drive what I drive?
- Have a job like mine?
The advantage, and the problem, with these criteria is that they are safe. Like a fence.
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| Frieze (1905-1915) Cooper Hewitt Collection |
A fence is a sharply defined boundary. Inside that boundary, we have room to move comfortably.
As a boundary, a fence is also a divider. Inside the fence are things that belong. Outside the fence are things that do not belong. They surround us in our safe, fenced area.
As suggested earlier, one simple point of connection can widen the doorway to community. Two crossing swathes of ash right after Mardi Gras allow two people to identify with and accept one another. What else is there? What marks you as somebody another person can relate to? You may not realize the mark is yours. But it's there. Wear it proudly and be open to the conversation it may prompt.
I challenge each of us to stand at our fencerows and talk with the neighbors. That's step one. Step two is to install a gate. It would be pretty radical to take the entire fence down. In fact, it probably wouldn't be a good idea. There are things in my defined space that make me uniquely me. And I'm curious about yours. So, for now, let's just create an entrance in our boundaries and use it for frequent visits.
Welcome in.
Friday, January 31, 2020
The Game Is Only Partly on the Floor
I have a friend who says, “People have no idea who we really are.” Peek behind the curtain at an athlete and you’ll find this to be undeniably true. On game day, we see a bit of pageantry. Players are wearing fresh uniforms, the crowd is cheering, we stand for the National Anthem. We get stirred up.
Beneath all that is the less visible. We see, but don’t recognize, the culmination of every investment made to date—by people we know and many we’ll never meet—to support a person’s athletic endeavors. We see the effect of community. We see the cultivation of life skills. We see personal growth.
This is not only about our most excellent athletes. I was on sports teams in school. Witnesses can attest I didn’t bring much to the game. But I took a lot away.
I’m writing this because I recently attended two junior high girls’ basketball games. I remain impressed.
Communication was not flawless. Execution was not always excellent. But relax. It’s early yet. Clearly sports education is being delivered and lessons are being taken to heart. So we’ll focus on girls. And high time, too. They often keep delivering without getting the attention they deserve. Much of what I’ll share also applies elsewhere.
Community
These Are Our Girls
Communities come in all sizes. As interested observers, we may cheer for a local elementary school team, our favorite college team, or any academic level in between.
At championships, our allegiances may broaden and we’ll root for a team from our local region, our state, a favorite conference, or the entire nation.
Here we are focusing on girls’ athletics, so it is important to remember that our communities are looking for more than a Win or Loss statistic. Is our team improving? Are we teaching them? Are we encouraging them?
Without being patronizing, we claim these people. They are a part of us. And every player on the floor or field is a young women developing skills that will increase their likelihood of succeeding in a number of areas for the rest of their lives.
This Is Our Town
If you’ve lived in a small town most of your life, you know who goes with whom. If you’ve never lived in a small town, you probably have no idea what emphasis people place on connections—real or imagined. Nor the effect this attitude has on the fabric of local community.
Sensing Connection
At an athletic event, one can see a name on a roster and perhaps make a connection. But seeing people in the stands is a better means of gauging connections. At my age, I see a young lady on the floor and realize I probably know her grandparents. They may have been classmates, but just as likely are younger than me. So, counting parents as well, there potentially are four to eight people in the stands to whom we can create imaginary lines to a specific player. Multiply that times ten players on the court at one time and we now have a weaving, swirling, web of connections running up and down the court. If we add siblings, cousins, neighbors, and friends, the connections thicken, becoming braided ties to our town and eventually to one another.
The Show and Shaping Up
For small towns, athletics is affordable entertainment. It is the excitement of activity, the sense of belonging to a crowd, the nail biting final minutes of a close game. The pride of having watched our athletes give their best. It’s bragging rights and reputation. And to the athletes, it’s pressure. Because of the obvious and hidden ties to families inherent in a small town, we can’t seem to keep ourselves from sizing up today’s crop of sportspeople against the root stock.
Comparing today’s youth to their predecessors has some implicit unfairness. We may not weigh people’s capabilities on their own merit. We don’t always give today’s players the space to be or to become themselves. Instead, for good or ill, we compare them to siblings or prior generations. And we don’t admit when we look back through the rosy lens of favorable memory.
On the positive side, our athletes often are growing up in a nurturing environment. We want the best for them. The good aspects of peer pressure and belonging to a tightly knit community imbue them with some useful attitudes that they may carry to places far from “home”.
In that respect, small towns and dandelions have lot in common. A little bit of us can show up anyplace.
Life Skills
Involvement in athletics has benefits that are as important off the court as they are in the midst of a game. If you doubt this, consider these three things a Division I baseball coach looks for when scouting talent:
- What are the athlete’s grades like?
- How does the athlete act at practice?
- What are the athlete’s mom and dad like?
Admittedly, a person’s parents are beyond an athlete’s control, but performance and attitude apparently are critical to even being selected to play at a collegiate level.
One of the invisible cords mentioned earlier is mine. I credit my cousin, Madelyn Dalton, for much of the following. Dalton is in eighth grade in one of our local high schools. For the past two years I have seen her play basketball at home and away games. I’ve watched opponents treat her roughly under the goal. She has taken the punishment, controlled her anger, and played through. I’ve watched her rebound, pass, and shoot. I’ve watched her persevere.
I asked Madi to share what she has learned through athletics, point out the two most important life skills she’s developed, and guess what the next big lesson for her will be.
Here are just a few life skills that students develop by participating in athletics during their school years. Some are from Madi, others are personal. All are real.
Character
Madi has played basketball outside school in DistinXion, a local program that pays huge dividends to participants in both basics of the sport and character development. She says, “The main structure of our DistinXion team building was the acronym C.H.A.M.P.I.O.N.S. … Character, Honesty, Attitude, Motivation, Perseverance, I am Responsible, Optimism, Network (of Friends) and Serving others. We would focus and work on each one every practice. I feel my attitude changed a lot with these lessons and I think about them all the time…at school, home, with friends and especially on the court.”
Situational Awareness
An athletic contest is a time-bounded series of rapid changes. In successful teams, players see the changes unfolding and respond appropriately. What an incredibly transferrable skill.
Discipline
Being responsible, punctual, and prepared. This may include time in the weight room, healthy eating, being fully present during practices, and sharpening skills outside of practice.
Teamwork
This is more than setting up plays until somebody can shoot or drive to the basket. According to Madi, it’s about how to get along.
She tells me it’s “understanding our differences and accepting other points of view.“ It’s learning how not to argue and understanding that arguing may not change things, but it disrupts the team.
Teamwork is not only receiving from the people we team with. It’s also us learning what we need to do and giving our best toward that.
I like Madi’s phrasing. “You can’t be good at everything, but you can sure be amazing at something.”
Dealing with Success and Disappointment
Kerri Dalton, Madi’s mother, shared this with me. Sports reflect the rest of lives. You can do your absolute best and still fall short on the scoreboard. You can also win overwhelmingly. They are two tests of our character.
Can you accept the win or loss graciously? Humbly? Can you empathize with the other team in your wins? Can you see the lessons in your losses? Athletics is a proving ground for these abilities.
Sportsmanship
Treating each other well is an incredibly important aspect of athletics. It’s possible to play hard and be civil. Each game is a contest of determination and preparation, not a war. One can even be kind and edifying. If an opponent does something particularly well, tell them. Sportsmanship does not diminish us. It elevates us. Who couldn’t benefit from intentional civility and encouragement?
Specialization and Utility
Do you know your personal strengths? Can you jump into a breach and hold your own until help arrives? Each of us is good at something. All of us can improve.
According to Madi, “[Varsity girls’] Coach Miles really stresses to figure out your job and do it. I hope I can figure out what I am good at and work hard to perfect it.”
How encouraging! Madi already understands that improvement is not a clean, linear path. Instead, she is aware that, “As I grow, some things may get more challenging, but I have to keep working until I feel like I have achieved my goal.”
The Importance of Fundamentals
Every discipline has basic building blocks. For instance, basketball players study dribbling, passing, shooting free throws, and positioning.
Each building block has nuances that contribute to successful play. Practicing and mastering fundamentals moves much of the game to our subconscious mind and frees our thinking to concentrate on the present.
Defining Your Team
This is not my favorite part. It’s about allegiances. It’s about leaving some people and glomming onto others. It’s messy life stuff that isn’t always comfortable. Let me illustrate.
Often, better players are superior because they put in more time. They continue to improve their skills outside the school season. They participate in travel leagues. They go to clinics. They meet other people who share their zeal to be continually better at their sport. Then they go back to school.
During a game, the person they are guarding, blocking, and trying to outmaneuver may have been a valued team mate over the past few months.
But now, it’s important to be in the moment. Today, that person is not on their team. They are an opponent. Off-court relationships do not pertain to the game in play. Ties of affection are necessarily eclipsed by the needs of our current team. The person who plays hardest for their team will produce a better result.
It’s really another life skill, but not one we enjoy. For any variety of reasons, in life we will leave some people behind. If only for the moment.
Sometimes we don’t do it well. Or at all. In those cases, our lack of commitment to our team means the world doesn’t see our best. As we say of relationships in online statuses, “It’s complicated.”
Down to the Buzzer
People involve themselves in athletics for reasons. Some want the prestige that comes with representing one’s school. Some want to belong to something. Others use athletics to express God-given talents of coordination and acumen. And that’s just the players.
Coaches and their staffs reinvest the life skill benefits covered above, raising up new generations of youth to become contributors and leaders.
Only a few players will play a sport professionally, but it happens. Some will only participate in athletics for a moment. Others will continue through high school and possibly into college. That’s not of utmost importance. It’s the other stuff we need to carefully remember. Behind the sweat and grind, on courts and fields and tracks throughout the country, people who care immensely are shaping youth to lead with character.
Thursday, November 7, 2019
Smudges on the Sidewalk: a question of legacy
In autumn, on a barren street, leaves gather. The only visible trees from our vantage point are around the corner, over half a block away. Wherever they begin, the leaves are blown across the highway that bisects our town until they come to rest on our doorstep.
Moist mornings and crisp nights plaster the leaves onto the sidewalk.
They cling until breezes stirred by passing semi trucks unseat them, sending them spiraling in the artificial
wind to collect along a nearby fence or blow onto another stretch of street. They
are deciduous jetsam of mysterious origin beached on this expanse of concrete
and asphalt.
One might think these passersby leave no record. We can’t
tell where they come from. We don’t know where they are going. They are not
recognized members of the community, so they do not matter.
Not so.
As you stroll along our sidewalk, you see images of the
leaves that rested there. They are emblazoned on the concrete, neat outlines
displaying each point, brown shadows of their shapes that remained when the leaf had gone.
If a leaf – a momentary will-o’-the’wisp – can leave a legible
record of its passing, how much more can you and I do? We have roots. We
coexist and mingle. We interact. Surely we can do better than a smudge on a
sidewalk to mark our having been here.
I suggest you and I do much more, but we can at least begin
as the leaves do. Mark your shape.
Who knows you?
What are your boundaries?
What brought you here?
Where do you want to go?
What moves you?
If you’re reluctant to share these things, why not ask them
of somebody else? These questions begin to get beneath the surface. Social
media has conditioned us to like Likes and relish affirmation. Why not trade
some affirmation for conversation?
There is no guarantee that a conversation will make a
difference, but consider this:
A conversation could develop or improve our empathy. Listening is not agreeing, but it's hearing. Do you like to be - and feel - heard? Similarly, learning is not condoning, but it improves understanding. Do you want to be understood?
You are not an anomaly. Other people want many of the same things you do.
We could share something of ours that meets a need. But what's the big deal about sharing?
Why share?
When I suggest sharing, I mean both material and immaterial things. But the reason why sharing is good is interesting. Let’s start at the basic level.
You are an organism. You have a lot of moving parts, both inside and outside. Arguably, you and any other person can be counted as a community. You probably live near or are an active part of an even larger community. So now there are bunches of parts.
What makes the parts work? In a machine, lubrication plays a role. In living beings, circulation does the same.
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| Circulatory System |
In our bodies, our circulatory system moves nutrients in and waste out. But the key is that it moves. When we don't physically move, our circulatory system doesn't move as well as it might. Our hearts pump our entire lives, but they pump better in active people.
Sharing is the pump that keeps community alive. Your kind word, sound advice, small gift, practical item, or prayer may be just the "nutrient" somebody needs right now. Your non-judging listening may be the poultice that draws the poison from a difficult situation for them.
What if we inspire somebody else to share? Well then, like the leaf, you've begun to leave your mark. And it's the start of a far finer legacy. One that could continue so much longer and travel so much further than either of us can imagine.
Try it.
Sunday, November 1, 2015
Finding Community in a Coffee House
Caffeination
for relaxation sounds counter-intuitive, but it’s not just a concept. It’s real
and happens six days a week at Cherry Ghost Coffee House. As you turn west onto
Washington’s Main Street from Highway 57, Cherry Ghost Coffee House is the
first building on the right. Folks here love their coffee, but they feel even
stronger about their community.
In
October of 2008, Vickie and Brian Sherman launched their dream business. It was
a coffee house with a conscience, serving organic, free-trade coffees freshly
roasted in Brown County and brought regularly to Washington; a high-quality
product people could feel good about consuming. They served it in an
environment that is difficult to describe. It’s funky. It’s hodge-podge. It’s
eclectic. It’s … well, it’s home to a number of people, if only for a few
moments each day.
Fortunately,
in late 2014 when the Shermans decided to pursue other dreams, their vision of
a home for the community was too deeply entrenched to cease. Their friends
Julie and Eric Bassler purchased the business and it continues today much as it
has been since it began, because that’s what people love about it.
When
you stop in, what will be the first thing to catch your eye? Will it be the
posters of bygone concerts by folk, blues, and Americana icons? Folks here love
all types of music. Will it be the strings of colored lights or the challenge
of finding two identical chairs? Nearly every item on display is unique. Or
will it perhaps be the organic teas, the espresso machine, or the freshly
prepared baked goods, delivered that morning and proudly displayed on the
counter beneath a glass dome on a cake plate? Maybe, but I don’t think so.
Those
things surprised me, but what really captured me was how the décor reflects the
clientele. Older patrons gather around a table near the front window, chatting
and crocheting and greeting each person who comes in. High school students pop
in during a break in their day, laughing and enthusiastic. People of any age
come in, sit down, and visit with their friends. This exchange is natural.
Historically, coffee houses and tea houses have been places where ideas are
shared, news is exchanged, and patrons find a home outside their own walls. It’s
that way at the Cherry Ghost. People aren’t rushed and they’re happy to see one
another.
From
7:30 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. Monday through Friday and from 7:30 a.m. to noon on
Saturday, Cherry Ghost Coffee House is open for business. They re-open
Wednesday and Friday evenings from 7:00 to 9:00 p.m. On Wednesdays, musicians drop
in and play together while guests chat, listen, or both. On Fridays, special
guest musicians come in and entertain. The Cherry Ghost has also hosted game
nights, fund-raisers, and book signings.
If
you are looking for a chance to meet new people, a place to relax, and a spot
to appreciate for its character and for the characters who congregate there,
try the Cherry Ghost Coffee House. Don’t be surprised if you want to sit for a
while. New visitors are welcomed, continually, eventually becoming regulars and
sharing this spot with their friends. Ask anyone there and they’ll tell you
it’s an easy place to be and a hard place to leave.
Cherry Ghost Coffee House
424 East Main Street
Washington, Indiana 47501
(812) 259-2944
Published in November 2015 edition of Striving for Success magazine
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