Saturday, February 22, 2014

Professional Gallery

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Mike couldn’t pass up the opportunity to hang in a professional gallery, sell a piece, and contribute to the local university. “Canyon Eve” is hanging in the Southern Utah University Braithwraite Fine Arts Gallery from February 20 – March 5, 2014. His piece is part of the online auction. Mike was invited to the live auction and fancy diner on March 6th, but he’ll be in the field. All the pieces donated to this auction will benefit the opening of the Southern Utah Museum of Art.



Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Art for Groovefest!


Mike has been working diligently on his art, with the aspiration to be a professional artist in the near future. Recently he has had two opportunities to have paintings hang in the community.

The first of which is a benefit for Cedar City Groovefest. Mike donated his painting “Southern Utah River” to a silent auction located in Cedar City’s most charming coffee shop, The Grind

 
His art was in good Company.

  

Including our housemate, DaKishia Reid, who donated “Groove”.




Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Oh Christmas Tree!

My neighbor, Sariah, got a permit from the Bureau of Land Management to cut a Christmas tree directly from the woods. Luckily for me she invited me on this adventure. Christmas Vacation style, we did indeed cut the perfect tree from amongst thousands of trees big and small.


Braving waist deep snow.

We did remember the saw.

Then we trudged the tree up hill.


Trudgery entitles one to bask in the glory.

Christmas Carols and beautiful views made the drive home just as happy as the search for the perfect tree.


Later Sariah invited me to help her decorate! Here is the lovely result. Fortunately the tree does fit in her house. Although, there was a bit of a struggle to persuade the tree to stay straight in the stand. I really like how there is enough space near the trunk to hang ornaments all along the branch, not just on the ends.


I love finding a tree every chance I get, but this experience is absolutely the most fun I've had. It was exciting to be in the endless possibilities of the woods. We didn't see anyone outside of our group on this adventure, and he weather was great.  It was merely hovering around freezing on the fine day of the tree hunt. Being outside was liberating, after several days of being cooped up in negative 10 and below.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

The Neighbors

These are our neighbors, at their house.

They are a clan of nine Chickens. The nine Chickens belong to a family of nine Children. At our house, our windows are like TV. The Children chase the Chickens and each other. It's a constant source of entertainment. Mike often hollers urgently to me, "Come here comehere COMEHERE! Hurry!." Inevitably something cute is happening. I regularly resiste the urge to take pictures of the Children. It doesn't seem ethical to take photos of other peoples kids without permission.

Sometimes the Chickens come visit us.

 
 They play in our yard, and raid our compost pile. These Chickens are adventurous. We've even seen them cross the road. This gives us much to contemplate.

Occasionally the Chickens invite themselves in.



Mike politely walks them out.


THE END

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Simple Life



Wilderness Therapy, farm life, and the Peace Corps experience are often glamorized as the simple life. No distractions, no internet, just taking it slowly, and focusing on the important stuff. It’s true that the important stuff becomes the primary focus. There is hardly any choice. Wilderness experiences are process and survival oriented. To eat; wood must be found, broken, and hauled. Then the fire pit must be dug, the coal bowed, and finally blown into flame. Preparing to eat requires a remarkable amount of time. Surviving is hard, dirty work. The process of surviving allows time for thinking and constant connection with those around you. All work is done as a collective. Eating a hot meal twice a day, striking camp, hiking to a new camp, and setting up camp is a full day’s work. Still the students must make space for phase work, relaxing, writing letters, and helping their peers. Wilderness is very busy. 


By contrast the simplicity of modern conveniences disconnects the average person from the work of living. Heating a home and food is effortlessly clean with the flip of a switch. The switch disengages the flipper with the actual process of getting warm. Water for baths warms in seconds. An entire load of dishes are sanitized and dried via machine. Cars transport people in a fraction of the time walking or biking requires. Cars also enable people to effortlessly schlep all kinds of stuff. People from high income countries are not required to decide what is important because it is no trouble to throw a few extra things in the car. Indeed, technology makes most everything easier and faster, yet it is not considered the simple life. Life in a developed country offers abundant relief from challenging environmental factors yet gratitude for that relief is lacking.


If conveniences make survival less time consuming, then life in the era of technology should be the more relaxed pace of life. There should be ample time to bond with loved ones, hold politicians accountable, be creative, take care of our health, pursue hobbies, prepare really good meals, and engage with community. Somehow most people are lacking time most of the time. People are stressed and disconnected from one another. Endemic Illness and addiction are symptoms of chronic stress and loneliness.


To flip a switch discourages interdependence. You don’t need your neighbor, your children, or your spouse to physically survive in a modern society. It’s challenging to get down to the character of someone when you only see them flipping a switch. Disconnection is extremely burdensome and lonely. If there is a trauma, it is that much more challenging to overcome in the absence of enriching community. People turn to substances, work, and entertainment to alleviate boredom and discontent. Wilderness is experiential education and therapy. Everyday survival activities, like breaking wood and digging a fire pit help students to learn gratitude and joys of authentic, loving connections. Surviving and helping one another gives students a sense of purpose. Along the way students process about how they got to where they were, and what need they were trying to fulfill. In the wilderness, students explore how to lead whole hearted lives.

Monday, October 21, 2013

Wanted to Share

A friend of mine shared this post with me called "because i'm a twentysomething" from the blog "Today was Meaningful."

This post was really timely for me and many of my friends. I'm always attracting the same kind of friend. They are all special and unique people, but if I were to place them in a category, they would all be in the same one. The category of friend I'm drawn toward is "Whole Hearted Passionate Artist Adventurer" Yes, that is all one title.

This free-spiritedness was charming for a few years, but some loved ones are starting to worry about those of us who are getting closer to thirty. Us near thirty or early thirty somethings are feeling worry creep up in ourselves too. It's weird to worry, and not in our nature. We are worrying about if we'll find our dream job, and moreover, if we'll actually get paid a living wage for it. We're worrying if we'll find partners before we're biologically too mature to have kids, or if we'll have the money situation squared away while we're young enough to have babies. This quarter-life crises thing never ends, it just keeps coming in waves of angst followed by calm.

Work, and the things work invites into our lives is a constant topic of exploration for us adventurers. Several weeks ago, we had a "Feelings Group" at work before we went into the field. One of my colleagues said she felt sad that she wasn't sure she could continue to do the things she wanted to do, because it wasn't financially feasible. Unfortunately this comment was misunderstood as a passive aggressive jab at how much we are being paid. In response an administrator suggested that we should be glad we have jobs.

Perhaps it's a generational gap, or perhaps it's a difference in personality. We adventurers are looking for far more than a paycheck. We are looking for an experience, and personal growth. Ultimately we want a balanced happy life that fuels our passions. We are looking for teamwork and community in our jobs. We want that teamwork amongst colleagues at our level as well as with our superiors. Adventurers look around and wonder if the job we love, and the work environment we want will support kids and pay for retirement. Administrator, sir, the worries expressed are far deeper than the current job.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Hugs



I’m an affectionate person. My mom raised me with lots of hugs and kisses and I never grew out of it. I often find myself craving a hug. 


When I first started working at Red Cliff, I was frequently lonely or sad in the field. It was challenging to work in such an emotional capacity while getting so few hugs. Every time my co-staff and I had a meeting I made sure to hug them, more for my sake than theirs. 


There is a time and a place for hugs in the field. Usually at a naming or a knifing the honored student will hug everyone in the circle. Once in a while, a student will ask for a hug for one reason or another. If it is a male student, I always say no. If it is a female student, it depends on the situation. Truly, a professional working with youth does not want to put themselves in a position where anything can be misconstrued. Hugging gets dicey pretty fast. 


It is challenging to see a student obviously hurting and in need of a hug. I’ll give out back pats now and again. If the situation truly merits it, then I’ll tell a sad student to go hug another student in the group. I only suggest hugging a peer if it’s a sad birthday in treatment, or a dog died at home, or anything that would be unusually draining. 


The Red Cliff therapy model does not emphasize warm fuzzy comforts, but I would say that it is very much a nurturing environment. The curriculum is designed to empower students, and the field guides radiate positive, caring vibes. I’ve found that hugging, validation, and attention seeking can all become crutches that people could become overly dependent on. Heavy reliance on affection is often symptomatic of someone who allows other peoples moods to determine their own mood. 


When I started working at Red Cliff it was quickly clear to me that my mood was dependent on the mood of others. This is a very vulnerable place to be in when you’re an authority figure surrounded by upset teenagers. Over the last nine months I’ve become better at maintaining my mood and my sense of self regardless of those I’m surrounded by.  My awareness of this tendency in myself has gone from none to some, which is big. Actually changing this dynamic will probably come incrementally as most emotional change does. I don’t want to stop being a huggy person. I think hugs are good for your health. (Yes, I know CNN is far from scholarly.)  It’s just that I don’t want to be dependent on hugs, or other people’s moods. I want to understand my underlying motivations and act from a wise mind as opposed to react from an emotional space.