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Last Sunday my friend D and I led the service at UUCA, on the theme of Embracing the Mess. D wrote a great scene in which our kids (and one bonus kids) demonstrated how to make a mess and we figured out how to deal with it. This was not much of a stretch for any of us.
If you'd like to watch the service, visit http://www.uucava.org/livestream/ and click on archives and click on the July 14, 2019 service.
Here's my reflection from Sunday:
One of the reasons I became a Unitarian Universalist after spending many formative years as a Presbyterian was that I wanted more variety than the Bible seemed to offer. When I discovered that UUs looked to many sacred and secular texts as sources of inspiration, I was delighted. As a writer and reader, I love discovering wisdom from new people and places.
That said, I acknowledge that the Bible includes some great stories. They're not always easy to understand, universal truths are embedded in those parables. My perspective on Jesus is that he was a kind, compassionate, and generous person and a powerful teacher. When I think about embracing the mess, I keep coming back to this story from the book of Luke, chapter 10, verses 38-42.
As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what he said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, "Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!"
"Martha, Martha," the Lord answered, "you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."
Picture the scene. You have an unexpected celebrity guest—plus his entourage—and you're working frantically in the kitchen to find something suitable to serve. You're pouring chips and salsa into your best bowls. You're searching for the corkscrew to open a bottle of sauvignon blanc. You're preheating the oven to pop in some Trader Joe's appetizers.
And you're doing it all by yourself, while your sister is in the other room laughing at your guest's amusing anecdotes and not lifting a finger to help you. Maybe it's not your sister, but your significant other or your roommate. Regardless, you're growing increasingly frustrated at them for having a good time while you're working your tush off.
I have a question for you. How many of are familiar with the enneagram? How many of you are type 2?
For those of you who don't know the enneagram, it's an ancient tool used to help us understand motivations and behaviors. The enneagram can be a useful way to examine the choices we make and help us to become emotionally healthier.
Type 2 is known as the helper or the giver. Martha was likely a type 2. A bunch of guys show up on her doorstep and she immediately gets to work making dinner. There is a need to be met, and she assumes it is her responsibility to meet it. She does not understand why no one else is helping, because it is so obvious to herthat there is work to be done.
I will confess that I am also a type 2. After years of emotional work, however, I would like to think I am a healthy 2. This means I would probably head to the kitchen to get snacks for Jesus and his friends, but then I would order pizza so I could join in the conversation sooner. I might ask the apostles to take everyone's drink orders.
Unhealthy 2s plow ahead with all the work themselves, becoming increasingly resentful. Healthy 2s will ask for help when they need it, or even decline a request that someone makes of them. My spiritual director calls this "the holy freedom to say no." The enneagram provides a direction for each type to move toward in order to balance out unhealthy tendencies. For type 2s, we are guided toward 4, known as the romantic or the individualist. I suspect Mary in this story was a 4. When Jesus showed up at her house, she knew exactly what she wanted to do, which was sit and hang out with him. What could possibly be more important?
I can't count the number of times when I was younger that I cleared the table and started doing dishes when I had friends over just to get the mess out of the way. And then missed out on time I could have spent having fun and laughing with people I loved. The dishes will always be there. I have learned that community, conversation, and connection are much more important.
A couple months ago, a friend of mine from college emailed me to say he and family were going to be in town and wanted to get together. He asked if we wanted to meet at a restaurant, but I suggested they come to our house, knowing it would be more relaxing, and that the kids could play, and we would have more time to talk. He agreed, although he suggested we get takeout and he offered to bring wine and dessert. I ordered dinner from Bangkok 54 and we had a fabulous time, and I did very little work.
Of course, I'm not saying you never have to clean your house, but that embracing the mess provides an opportunity to cultivate both connection and creativity.
How many of you have ever lived in a house overrun by Legos?
This has been my house for the past decade.
We have built Lego sets of a lunar lander, Hogwarts, the Millennium Falcon, the Beatles' Yellow Submarine, countless superheroes and villains and their vehicles, and many more. We have thousands of Legos that have been used to build fabulous creations even more imaginative than the sets you buy at the store. Everyone at our house is a builder, but Zeke in particular is on his way to becoming a master builder. Where I see Legos scattered all over the coffee table and the floor, he sees superhero hideouts and innovative spaceships and cars that can dive and fly and so many technologies that might actually come to fruition someday. I have no doubt that he could become an engineer and design the prototype for an actual car that flies.
Our house is also littered with overflowing bins of art supplies, books piled up next to densely packed bookshelves, and magazines with ideas for making new stuff out of old stuff you have lying around. Sure, sometimes I wish my house looked like something out of a magazine, where you're sure no one actually lives there because there's no stuff. But at the same time, I wouldn't want to give up the time our family spends making art, reading, and creating with everything that surrounds us.
Embracing the mess opens up possibilities and allows for freedom. This can be risky. And liberating.
Both my kids attended AUCP, the phenomenal preschool located here at UUCA. After Zoe graduated and before Zeke started, AUCP launched a program called Timber Tuesday, where, every other week, a class spends the entire three-hour school day in the woods near Long Branch Nature Center. Rain or shine. I have never been an outdoorsy person, and I was skeptical about this at first, but AUCP's director Susan Parker quickly sold me on the value of spending this time outside. Kids who struggled to conform to classroom expectations thrived outside when given plenty of space to explore. Kids with sensory or motor challenges pushed themselves to climb rocks and touch trees and splash in the creek. As a parent, one of the most important lessons I learned was that it's ok to get messy. Just bring a change of clothes. Or be prepared to ride home in your underwear.
I remember sometime after I had become a Timber Tuesday convert that my kids and I were out after a rainstorm. Instead of instructing my kids to avoid a puddle, I encouraged them to jump in it. They were astonished.
They have certainly taken that encouragement to heart. Two weeks ago, our family was on vacation in Lewes, Delaware. One evening we went to the beach to watch the sunset. One minute we were walking with our toes in the water, and next thing I knew both of my kids were laughing and splashing, submerged up to their chests in the Delaware Bay, fully clothed. Then we went to get ice cream. Because why not?
Today was the final Sunday of our November theme of abundance at UUCA. I led worship, along with my friends Bob and Kendra. You can watch a video of the service here: http://www.uucava.org/livestream/.
You can read my meditation and prayer here:
I encourage you to put your feet on the floor. Feel your seat beneath you and observe the presence beside you of caring people, whether they are friends or family or strangers. Notice your breath. Breathe in peace. Breathe out love. Breathe in comfort. Breathe out compassion. Breathe in strength. Breathe out generosity. Whatever you need right now, feel it filling your body every time you inhale. Whatever you wish to share with the world, feel it gliding into the atmosphere on your breath.
Spirit of life, we come together here today after having been scattered near and far during the past week. Some of us are refreshed and rejuvenated by time off from work and reunions with beloved family and friends. Some of us are weary from tense and difficult moments and feelings of obligation rather than joy. Some of us labored, some of us were served. Some of us were surrounded by love, some of us were lonely.
Whoever we are, may we find refuge here.
Spirit of life, as we begin again today, we ask for another chance. An opportunity to be kind to ourselves. To truly love ourselves so we can better love others. We seek relief and ease because some of us are Just. So. Tired. We seek clarity when facing an uncertain diagnosis, or no diagnosis at all, in the midst of debilitating symptoms. We seek reassurance as we endeavor to do right by our children when parenting can be so stressful. When we are young and when we are old, we seek acknowledgment. We want to know that we matter. At every age, we wish to be heard and understood. We seek grace along the path that is littered with our mistakes. We seek courage to be bold and step onto a new, unfamiliar path. We wish for the strength to unclench our fists and let the anxieties, the fears, the old hurts be carried away on the winds, leaving our hands and our hearts free. We long for the freedom to laugh and to cry with abandon. We seek release.
Whatever we seek, may we glimpse it today in this place, and claim it for our own.
And here's my reflection:
I have a contentious relationship with time. I am always running late, always composing an apology in my head. I promise it's not because I don't respect you or value our relationship. It's because I am overly optimistic. I always think I have time to do one more thing before I go. Write one more sentence, put away one more load of laundry, cross one more thing off my to-do list. I am wildly unrealistic about how much time something is going to take. You would think that by this point in my life I would've figured this out, but no.
My family is so often late that we've invented a game called the good excuse bad excuse game. Note that we do not play this in the exact moment when we're tumbling out of the house and into the minivan, because I would be way too flustered. But in a moment of calm, we can play. Here's how it works. One person says, "sorry I was late, I decided I didn't feel like getting out of bed, but eventually I did." Everyone responds, BAD EXCUSE! Another person says, "Sorry I was late, I was rescuing 100 puppies from a burning building." GOOD EXCUSE! And we continue to come up with the most pathetic or most heroic excuses we can think of.
As silly as this might seem, the good excuse bad excuse game points to an unspoken truth. The most valuable use of your time is often when you are helping someone else, when you are sharing your abundance, just like in the story Kendra read earlier. But what are the abundances we have to share? How can we find them when we so often focus on what's scarce in our lives?
If you're a Harry Potter fan, you may have sorted yourself into one of the Hogwarts houses. Is your abundance bravery, loyalty, intelligence, or ambition? Do you possess an abundance of patience in a world that prioritizes speed and multitasking? Are you able to bring presence into a culture of preoccupation? I know that I am awed by people who are able to be fully present with me, to make me feel like I am the only person in the world who matters at that moment. Yet this quality is not one of my abundances. For better or for worse, my mind is always tuned in to several channels at once. I can't NOT hear a conversation happening across the room, or the oven timer going off, or notice that someone in the vicinity needs something. One of my abundances is an astute power of observation, but not focused presence.
Maybe your abundance is more practical, like agility with numbers and the ability to manage or make money. I interview a lot of people on behalf of one of my clients who say they became budget counselors because they always loved numbers. I have always felt like I am allergic to numbers. At the annual meeting at church, my eyes glaze over when they talk about the budget. I am terrible with money. I sometimes wish our currency were only in words instead of numbers. Then I could understand. This trouble with numbers often comes into conflict with another of my abundances, which is generosity. Are you raising money for Multiple Sclerosis research, or orphans in Haiti, or school supplies for girls in Nigeria? I am guaranteed to donate, whether or not I can afford it.
In fact, one of my favorite holiday traditions, for the past 10 or 15 years, has been giving alternative gifts to nonprofits that I hand pick—and now my husband and children help choose—for all of our family members. We do this at an alternative gift fair, like those sponsored by Alternative Gifts of Greater Washington, or in Arlington, Gifts that Give Hope—which is hosting this year's event on December 9 at Discovery Elementary. Or online through the Catalogue for Philanthropy. What these organizations do is bring together wonderful charitable groups and tell you what exactly your $10 or $20 or $50 donation would do for their beneficiaries. For example, a $5 donation to your local animal shelter would buy chew toys for a dog waiting to be adopted. A $25 donation to a nonprofit that serves single moms who are survivors of domestic violence would buy a week's worth of diapers. A $50 donation would buy a bike for a young person in an African village to have the transportation needed to start a business. We take time to think about what kind of donations would be meaningful to each family member. Like the dog toys for Uncle Larry and Aunt Susan who have loved dozens of dogs and cats over the years. Cooking classes in honor of my aunt who taught me to make delicious food from scratch. You get the idea. On Christmas morning, we open these gifts along with all the others and read out loud where the charitable gift will be going. My family's goal on Christmas morning is to make people laugh or cry, and often these gifts elicit tears. And they don't take up room on anyone's shelf, and they're making the world a better place. These gifts also remind us of just how much abundance we have in our family and our community.
Going for the laugh is also fun, like when I got my mom an autographed 8×10 photo of Adam Levine because she's a huge fan of the Voice. You have to balance things out.
The paradox about my contentious relationship with time is that time is what people want most from me. Time is what my kids want, time is what my parents want. My husband, my dog, my friends, my clients, the church. Even though it doesn't feel like I have a lot of it, time is my most valuable abundance to give.
My parents have everything they could possibly want, and more. But my mom is thrilled if I give her a Christmas gift of a day where I help her clean out her closet and go to lunch. We take each other to concerts and plays and readings, where we share the gift of time spent together, sharing an experience. Seeing and hearing live music is one of the great joys that my husband and I share. When we devote so many hours to working and managing the house and taking care of our children and our dog, the simple act of making the time to be together and do something we both love can seem monumental, but it's so important.
What Facebook has abundance of is memes, and many of them are silly, and some are annoying, and some are offensive. But some are really good reminders of what matters. One I remember said something like, "if you have a stack of dishes in your sink, it means you have enough food to eat. If you have a pile of laundry to fold, it means you have enough clothes to wear." It's easy in Arlington, or in Northern Virginia, or Greater Washington, to feel like we don't have enough. We have plenty of first world problems. But we also have plenty of abundance. Abundant opportunities, abundant amusements, abundant things to see and people to meet. Abundant chances to serve. Abundant ways to receive.
As we close out our month of abundance, and our weekend of abundant food and company, and we look ahead to a month that may be filled with hope or anxiety, love or loneliness, generosity or uncertainty, or maybe all of these. Remember to take with you this month your inner abundance. Is it compassion? Vision? Wit? Steadiness? Creativity? Maybe you can't name your inner abundance right now. If that's the case, give yourself time to find it. And when you find it, give it away.
May it be so, may it be so, may it be so.
I had the privilege of leading the service this morning at the Unitarian Universalist Church of Arlington, in a fabulous collaboration with Ashley Greve and Bob Blinn. Our wonderful artist in residence Maya Rogers led the music.
You can watch the service here!
I included this poem by Naomi Shihab Nye as part of my prayer and meditation.
Different Ways to Pray
There was the method of kneeling,
a fine method, if you lived in a country
where stones were smooth.
The women dreamed wistfully of bleached courtyards,
hidden corners where knee fit rock.
Their prayers were weathered rib bones,
small calcium words uttered in sequence,
as if this shedding of syllables could somehow
fuse them to the sky.
There were the men who had been shepherds so long
they walked like sheep.
Under the olive trees, they raised their arms—
Hear us! We have pain on earth!
We have so much pain there is no place to store it!
But the olives bobbed peacefully
in fragrant buckets of vinegar and thyme.
At night the men ate heartily, flat bread and white cheese,
and were happy in spite of the pain,
because there was also happiness.
Some prized the pilgrimage,
wrapping themselves in new white linen
to ride buses across miles of vacant sand.
When they arrived at Mecca
they would circle the holy places,
on foot, many times,
they would bend to kiss the earth
and return, their lean faces housing mystery.
While for certain cousins and grandmothers
the pilgrimage occurred daily,
lugging water from the spring
or balancing the baskets of grapes.
These were the ones present at births,
humming quietly to perspiring mothers.
The ones stitching intricate needlework into children's dresses,
forgetting how easily children soil clothes.
There were those who didn't care about praying.
The young ones. The ones who had been to America.
They told the old ones, you are wasting your time.
Time?—The old ones prayed for the young ones.
They prayed for Allah to mend their brains,
for the twig, the round moon,
to speak suddenly in a commanding tone.
And occasionally there would be one
who did none of this,
the old man Fowzi, for example, Fowzi the fool,
who beat everyone at dominoes,
insisted he spoke with God as he spoke with goats,
and was famous for his laugh.
Here's my reflection: The New Kid
The New Kid
Picture me, age 7, wearing a sunshine yellow Izod shirt and matching cotton shorts, missing a couple teeth, cruising down the sidewalk in blue and white roller skates. I would happily skate up people's driveways to see who was available to play. Some days we watched monster movies with Geoff and David, some days we twirled batons with Amy and Karen, some days we played king of the hill on the pile of mulch in the Perrys' driveway. It was all very suburban and lovely. Until…
After I finished second grade, our neighborhood elementary school closed and became a police station. The kids in our neighborhood were sent to two different schools, one of which included the gifted program that I had been assigned to. I was nervous about going to a new school, but then third grade started, and I found my people, and absolutely loved my new school. One of my best friends from third grade remains one of my best friends today.
Meanwhile, back in my neighborhood, something strange was happening. When the kids I used to play with in the cul-de-sac realized I wasn't going to school with them anymore, they stopped playing with me. Or speaking to me. Somehow, they got this idea, whether it was from their parents or each other or who knows where, that I thought I was better than them. I didn't. I wasn't. Just because I was going to a different school with a different program did not mean I didn't still want to ride bikes and play tag with them. I did. But I wasn't allowed to anymore. They unceremoniously unwelcomed me from their midst. It was awkward and painful. They assumed something about me that wasn't true—that I was suddenly arrogant, or a snob, even though I wasn't behaving any differently than I had when we were hanging out in their basements. But that was that.
Fast forward a few years to ninth grade and another fork in the academic road. My friends from junior high were scattering to different high schools. My neighborhood school did not have a stellar reputation. I had heard rumors of chain-wielding gangs of immigrants roaming the hallways. Somehow, I bought into some bizarre stereotypes. I assumed the worst. So, I found a math class I could take at another, allegedly better, high school, and transferred. And I had the absolute worst year of my entire public education career. At this school, which was much richer and much whiter than my neighborhood school, people were mean to me. I was turned away from activities I wanted to do. Hardly anyone in my classes spoke to me. I was miserable. I made a handful of friends who sustained me that year, mostly people from the literary magazine who considered themselves willing outcasts of the school's elitist culture. By the end of the year I was willing to face the prospect of roving gangs at my neighborhood school because I figured they couldn't possibly be more unkind than the privileged white kids I'd been surrounded by all year.
First period in 10th grade I walked into Mr. Lunsford's biology class at my neighborhood school and a whole bunch of people, most of whom I had never met, seemed surprisingly, genuinely happy to see me. As the days and weeks went on I was warmly greeted by familiar faces from elementary school and total strangers. I felt at home instantly. And guess what? No threatening thugs anywhere. Whatever I had assumed turned out not to be true. Surprise!
Recently I've been reading this book—Wonder by RJ Palacio—with my daughter at bedtime. I read it originally when it came out in 2012, and it's one of my favorite books. Wonder is about a boy named August Pullman who is starting middle school and he's nervous. Not just because he's been homeschooled his whole life, or because it's middle school, but also because he has a severe craniofacial anomaly. Genetics conspired to make Auggie's face startlingly different from typical faces. By age 10 he has already undergone dozens of surgeries. When Auggie introduces himself at the beginning of the book, he says, "I won't describe what I look like. Whatever you're thinking, it's probably worse." Our only insight into Auggie's appearance comes from his description of people's reactions to him. Stares, gasps, kids running away on the playground. At his new school, all but a couple kids give him a wide berth. They cover their mouths when they whisper about him, but he knows exactly what they're saying. Many of them play a cruel game they call the Plague, where they try not to touch Auggie, even in passing, and if they do they have to immediately wash their hands to prevent catching what they somehow imagine is the disease that caused Auggie's facial differences.
The few kids who actually get to know Auggie discover that he's awesome. He's funny, he's smart, he's kind. He loves all things Star Wars, and playing video games, and when his dog Daisy licks his face. But because he looks so different, most kids, and many parents, don't give him a chance. They make assumptions, such as that the school made an exception to admit a student with special needs who requires extra accommodations, none of which is true. One mom goes so far as to Photoshop Auggie's face out of the class picture, saying he just doesn't fit in.
Later in the book we do read a detailed description of Auggie's looks from the point of view of his big sister, Olivia. She is realizing that there's the Auggie she sees, of whom she has always been fiercely protective, and the Auggie that other people see. She is candid about the effects that having a little brother who looks so shockingly different has had on her life. She is loving, and patient, but also weary. And honest.
Olivia's voice is one of several we hear in Wonder, in addition to August's, which is one of the reasons I love this book so much. Mr. Tushman, the director of August's school, says at one point, "there are almost always more than two sides to every story," and RJ Palacio offers us windows into the many facets of this story. She wrote a companion book in 2014 called Auggie & Me, which tells the same story through the lens of three other characters, including Julian, who is Auggie's greatest antagonist in Wonder. Just as so many kids make assumptions about Auggie based on his looks, the reader makes assumptions about Julian based on his behavior. Clearly, he's just a jerk, right? But there are, as Mr. Tushman points out, almost always more than two sides to every story.
Our brains are hardwired to categorize for survival—is this creature friendly or likely to eat me? Is this food edible or poisonous? But what happens when that desire to classify everything you see gets out of control? I struggle with this constantly. Is that person thinner than me or fatter than me? Does that person have holes in her clothes because she can't afford better clothes or because she's trying to be fashionable? Why is it fashionable to have holes in your clothes? My brain goes into overdrive. So while I want to be welcoming, while I aspire to be friendly, while I deeply wish I were the person who goes over and sits down at the lunch table where the different looking new kid is sitting all alone on the first day of school, I don't know if I really am. I am convinced that sometimes my assumptions—about someone else or myself—get in the way. What if that person who is crying just wants to be left alone? What if I am insensitive because of my white privilege? What if I ask an intrusive question because I am curious?
Sometimes this interrogation of myself keeps me from being welcoming, inclusive, or brave. Our theme here at UUCA for September is welcome. So today I'm making a commitment to be more welcoming, everywhere I go, whether I am greeting the new kid or I am the new kid. I'm making a commitment to not let those questions and assumptions ricocheting around my head get in the way of reaching out to someone. I'm making a commitment to remember that there are almost always more than two sides to every story, and to do what I can to listen to all the sides.
One of the great characters in Wonder is Auggie's English teacher, Mr. Browne, who teaches his students about precepts—words to live by—and encourages them to come up with their own. I'll leave you with Mr. Browne's precept for September, a quote from Dr. Wayne Dyer: "When given the choice between being right or being kind, choose kind."
May it be so. May it be so. May it be so. Amen.
I have never seen so many pictures of and words for and references to vaginas, vulvas, ovaries, and uteruses in my entire life.
At the Women's March in Washington, DC yesterday, of the half-million plus people gathered, thousands of them were holding up signs protesting Donald Trump's vulgar description of his proclivity for sexual assault, and advocating for women's reproductive rights.
It's a good thing we talked to our nine-year-old daughter the night before about why everyone was wearing those pink knit hats. I've never been a fan of the word pussy, but I've become pretty comfortable saying it lately as feminists have reclaimed the word in recent months with images of angry cats saying "PUSSY GRABS BACK." So we explained to Zoe what Trump had said and done. We told her no one has a right to touch her or any other girl or woman in a way they don't want to be touched. We told her that, sadly, that doesn't stop some men from doing it anyway. We explained that's one reason we were marching.
I decided we needed to go step by step about everything the Women's March represented, so I read Zoe the unity principles of the movement. If you discuss reproductive rights, you have to explain what birth control is. When kids have pretty much been taught that sex is for making babies, you have to explain that people also have sex for fun, and sometimes even when they're not married, and sometimes when they're teenagers. By this point she was kind of burying her face in a pillow but still listening. Every once in a while I would ask if she had any questions and she would shake her head. I would also ask if she was ok learning all this and she would nod.
We talked about disability rights and how some of her friends wouldn't have been able to attend public school or easily go to public places before the Americans with Disabilities Act and the Individuals with Disabilities Education Act were passed. We talked about our friends who live in this country but who the government hasn't given legal status to even though they work hard and contribute to the economy and pay taxes and are good people. We talked about our friends who are gay and married and how that wasn't allowed until very recently. Zoe was a little kid when she watched one of our best friends marry her wife, so in her mind marriage has always been between any two people who love each other. We talked about how some people–including parents of her classmates–can't get good-paying jobs so they have to work multiple jobs and they can't leave their jobs to come to school whenever they want or they'd be fired.
It was a lot to process.
But then Saturday night when we were all home from the march, I asked her if she saw or heard anything that was confusing or she didn't understand, and she said no. She said, "if we hadn't had that talk I wouldn't have understood most of it, but I did. I'm glad you told me that stuff."
What we heard:
Men: HER BODY, HER CHOICE!
Women: MY BODY, MY CHOICE!
People led chants from the crowd, from trees, from the top of traffic poles.
You've probably seen pictures by now and heard that there were way way way more people there than were expected, so the plans for where the rally and march were supposed to take place quickly went out the window. So for the first several hours we were there, it was a little disorganized and chaotic. But it was the friendliest, most polite chaos I've ever experienced. Even during the hour we spent waiting to get on the metro, people were so pleasant. When the Metro employee took the microphone to update us on the wait situation, everyone got quiet. I mean silent. I have never heard people be so respectful to a Metro employee. After he made his announcement everyone said thank you. Seriously. One female Metro employee was wearing a pink pussy hat which she told us a marcher had given her earlier. She was pumping her fist in the air and people were high fiving her and cheering for her.
And everywhere we went downtown, everyone was nice. People shared snacks. People said, "excuse me," when they tried to get by. We weren't anywhere near the stage and we couldn't hear or see anything official that was going on. But we were definitely in the midst of thousands of people who were excited to be there–people wearing pink hats and fabulous shirts and suffragette sashes and all manner of activist accessories. We just enjoyed reading the signs for a while.
After a couple hours my sister and my daughter decided to head home. The rest of our group attempted to make our way closer to Independence Avenue in hopes of joining the march as it went by. We ended up trapped in a throng of people who had the same idea, but we were all stopped before we made it to the street. We were standing extremely close to each other. For over an hour. Finally we got word from a march volunteer perched on something high that the reason we couldn't move is that the street was completely packed with people. And in fact, all the streets were completely packed with people. We didn't learn until we got home that the entire route that the march was supposed to take was totally full of people, so there was nowhere to march. But people stayed calm. They passed out chocolate. A guy next to us laughed at my husband's joke and told him he got an A+. Someone told me she liked me Unitarian Universalist shirt and had gone to UU summer camp in the midwest. Anytime someone felt ill in the crowd, everyone shouted "medical" and people moved out of the way to let the person get to the street where there was a police officer on hand to help. When we heard cheering from the general direction of the stage, we cheered. We read each other the signs we spotted in the distance.
Eventually the woman on the perch instructed us to turn around and head to the mall, so we did. Soon we found ourselves enveloped by the march, which was exciting. I don't even know if we were on the planned route or if there were multiple routes at that point. In every direction there were marchers as far as we could see. It was incredible. Not only were we in the largest group of people we'd ever experienced, but with all these people who shared our core values. If this is a bubble, it was a freaking enormous bubble that I was happy to live in.
As we approached the Washington Monument, a woman asked if she could take a picture
of our sign with the monument in the background. There was more chanting, more singing (mostly "This Land Is Your Land") and a drum line somewhere nearby helping us keep the beat. There was a topless woman astride the shoulders of a topless man. Her nipples had black tape across them and she and her partner were shouting "FREE THE NIPPLE" and holding a sign saying "DESEXUALIZE WOMEN'S BODIES."
When we first got there, Randy asked how many people I thought we would see who we knew. I guessed 50. He said five. He ended up being closer, as we actually only spotted two of his co-workers and the reading teacher from Zoe's school who I sometimes substitute for. In my head I'd been thinking about the Arlington County Fair, where we always see lots of people we know, because there are only a few hundred people there and we know a lot of people in Arlington. But when you're in the midst of more than half a million people, it's statistically unlikely you will unexpectedly wind up marching next to your friends. Thanks to Facebook, I realized later that there had actually been hundreds of our friends and co-workers there. People from our preschool (including the director); our current UU church, previous UU church, and previous Presbyterian church; Zoe's school; my elementary, middle, and high schools and William and Mary; work; martial arts; my soccer team; and basically any other group I can think of that I was every a part of. I feel like virtually everyone I know was there, although I didn't see them. I saw the photos and there were those same signs behind them! I also had friends who marched in cities around the country and around the world. The word solidarity has never meant so much to me before.
When we finally decided to head home to see our kids, many marchers were headed to the White House to deliver their message more directly to Trump. I understand that many of them left their signs on the White House lawn as calling cards. It took us a long time to get home, but as we walked through the city people were still chanting, smiling, singing, wearing their pink hats. Everyone was exhausted but inspired.
Rev. Aaron's sermon today at church reminded us that yesterday was just day 1. It wasn't the end of the world, but the beginning of our revolution (my word, not his). He talked about how we need to treat Trump's absurdity like the weather, just be prepared and dress accordingly, but don't let it stand in the way of doing what we need to do. We can just say, "Oh it's tweeting outside" and move along.
I have felt better the past two days than I had in a long while, thanks to the friends and family who came over to our house to celebrate kindness so we could forget about the atrocity happening across the river for a few hours, and because we spent the day with more than half a million like-minded strangers yesterday who are willing to fight for what they believe in. Cynics are asking, "but what happens now?" And I know what will happen now. We keep raising our voices.
Usually I use this space to share my own experiences. Right now my experiences are not the most important ones to share. Instead I want to share some other voices that everyone needs to hear.
This is a letter to four-year-old Dae'Anna Reynolds, who was in the back seat of the car when her mother's boyfriend, Philando Castille, was murdered by a police officer.
Dear Dae'Anna:
You and I have never met, but I know your little Soul. It is one of bravery, courage, and wisdom – an old Soul, really. I suspect that you get these qualities from your Mommy, Diamond, who displayed such calm and composure when her fiancé, Philando, was killed earlier this week. I watched the video your Mommy recorded, and I was so scared. But it was not as scary as it must have been for you, sitting in the backseat, watching it all happen. I continue to keep Philando, and you, and your Mommy in my prayers. I hope that whatever sadness you feel goes away quickly, so that you can get back to being the kid that you are who loves fireworks!When I heard you comforting your Mommy in the video while in the back of the police car, letting her know that you were there, and that everything was going to be OK, I wept. I wept for many reasons all at once. First, you were so strong. Second, you knew exactly what to say; I was in awe of your ability to console your Mommy in such a loving way – the way she would console you. Third (and this made me cry a little harder), in that moment, I watched you step into your birthright as an African American female, taking on inherited responsibilities that are often a cross to bear. You had to be strong in the midst of hatred directed toward our people. You could not be the child that you are; you had to grow a little faster than most girls. You bore witness to what enslaved women of our ancestry bore witness to – the murder of our black men. At only 4 years old, you experienced what it is like to be a black woman in this country.
Now that you have been initiated, I want you to know that being a black woman is awesome! We come from descendants who were pharaohs, queens, peace activists, tribal leaders and more, with origins from our motherland, Africa. Our history is made up of rituals, customs, and traditions that center on the family unit, spiritual growth, pride for where we come from, strength, and resilience. My favorite thing about being a black woman is that I am supported in our community, and encouraged to be all that I can be. It is also nice to have so many options on ways to style our hair!
I want you to know these things because being a black woman can sometimes be difficult in the country where we live. The oppression our ancestors experienced in the United States has been deeply internalized, so much so that we unconsciously become slaves to this society, by feeding into stereotypes, denying our wellness, degrading our bodies, and working harder to reach a white-Americanized standard of success. We forget to be and live free, because for so long we were never free. We take on the mindset that we must struggle to survive, instead of thriving. We often forget that we are women of worth.
What happened to Philando is something that you will never forget, and I beg you not to let this traumatic experience lead you to believe that because you are a person of color, your value is diminished. Remember what I said above? You are strong, courageous, brave and wise. These are qualities you also inherited, and I encourage you to use them for good in this world. I encourage you to use your gifts to build a life for yourself that reflects your biggest dreams. I encourage you to tap into your wisdom when the racists sentiments that still exist in our society today, lead you to doubt that you are deserving of a life well lived – you are deserving, Dae'Anna. I encourage you to embrace your black skin because it is beautiful; because you are good, and because you are a human being with inalienable rights to all that is good in this world. Remember this, sweetheart. Remember when people look down at you as inferior because of your dark skin, that you can be anything you want – you come from royalty. And know that you are loved by so many people – your Mommy, Philando, me – everyone, because you are you.
You can read the original post here: http://www.traceylrogers.com/empowerment-blog/to-the-little-girl-in-the-backseat. This was written by my friend Tracey Rogers. She has a perspective I do not. Tracey's letter was read in church today.
The other words I want to share are, in part, those of my pastor, Rev. Aaron McEmrys, but mostly he is using the pulpit to share the words of Black Americans who have the courage to continue to speak out about how our country is not going to treat them like their lives matter until we all wake up.
Today's sermon was called "Red Rain." If you don't feel like watching the whole service, you can skip to around minute 38 to hear Rev. Aaron speak hard and necessary truths.
If the video doesn't work for you here, you can visit http://unitarianuniversalistchurchofarlingtonva.yourstreamlive.com and click on the archived service from July 17, 2016.
I urge you to learn more. Especially if you are white.
It is not an unreasonable demand to be treated as if your life matters.
One of the many online memes says, "Black people are literally saying, 'stop killing us,' and there are people saying, 'but…'"
None of us can let this go on.
This is some of what Lavish Reynolds, Philando Castille's girlfriend, was saying in the moments after he was shot.
[To police] Please don't tell me my boyfriend's gone. He don't deserve this. Please. He's a good man he works for St. Paul Public school. He doesn't have no record of anything. He's never been in jail anything. He's not a gang member anything.
[Praying] Cover him Lord. That you allow him to still be here with us Lord. Still with me Lord. Please Lord wrap your arms around him. Please Lord make sure that he's OK, breathing Lord. Please Lord you know our rights Lord you know we are innocent people Lord. We are innocent people. We are innocent.
Today our church service was led by members of our worship team, including me. I had the opportunity to share a reflection–like a sermon but shorter. Here's what I said. If you want to watch, the archived video will be posted here shortly.
Think about Juicy Fruit gum. Do you remember what it smells like? To me it smells like the small Methodist church where my Nana and Papa worshiped in High Point, North Carolina. Everyone knew my grandparents—so everyone knew me—and welcomed me warmly when we visited during every school holiday. Mr. McSwain always gave me a piece of Juicy Fruit gum after Sunday school. That gum, my Nana's white shawl wrapped around me in the pew, her smooth black patent leather pocketbook, from which she extracted a dollar bill for me to put in the offering plate, my great Aunt Millie singing soprano in the choir, and my mom's favorite cousin Rhonda playing the organ, not to mention my Nana's rock solid devotion to Jesus, made me feel at home. I belonged.
For me, church and Christianity had everything to do with those warm, comforting feelings and nothing whatsoever to do with theology.
Meanwhile, back at home, my dad was—and still is—Jewish, and we enjoyed celebrating Hanukkah and Passover as a family. But our annual forays to synagogue for high holy days left me confused. I didn't understand Hebrew and I didn't know anyone besides my dad. Judaism seemed remote, whereas Christianity was intimate.
So when I was 12, I became Presbyterian. I helped build houses in West Virginia, and taught Vacation Bible School to four-year-olds. For my first college spring break I went to Florida with my Presbyterian fellowship group, not to lie on the beach, but to build a tent city for migrant workers after Hurricane Andrew devastated the town where they lived. After college, when I moved to Arlington, I joined a wonderful Presbyterian church here and met people who I now know are my friends for life. I was chosen to be an elder—even though I was only in my 20s—the equivalent of a member of the board. In all of these churches, I loved the people, the music, and the opportunity to serve. I admit I glossed over some of the words of the traditional prayers, and didn't dwell on the scripture. I convinced myself it didn't really matter if I didn't believe what everyone else did, as long as I felt at home. Then, when I met my husband in 2003, he asked me a lot of tough questions about my theology, and I realized it did matter.
After a bit of searching, I started attending a Unitarian Universalist church—not this one. I was excited to finally find a church whose theology matched mine. Yet, in the middle of that large congregation, I still felt alone. I struggled to find community and a sense of belonging. I made a few friends there, and improbably sang in one of the choirs, but most of the time I came and went on Sunday morning unrecognized, and the big events in our family were dealt with impersonally or went unnoticed by the church.
In January 2015 my friend Dana Cook, who I've known since our now nine-year-old daughters attended preschool here together, invited us to UUCA. I told myself I didn't have to come back if I didn't like the service, because I was feeling a little down on church, and braced for disappointment.
But leaving worship that morning I was blown away—completely surprised and thrilled by Rev. Aaron's thoughtful and challenging sermon, and by the warm welcome I had received here. I knew I would return the next Sunday.
In the year and a half since my kids and I started coming to UUCA, we have been fully embraced by the congregation. Here, I can honor my Christian and Jewish roots but still nurture my own theology. I feel confident that what my kids learn here is in keeping with our family's values and beliefs and that all of us will be enriched by the variety of perspectives, backgrounds, and experiences that members of our community bring with them.
Brené Brown, a researcher and author whose books and TED talk I highly recommend, wrote, "Authenticity is a collection of choices that we have to make every day. It's about the choice to show up and be real. The choice to be honest. The choice to let our true selves be seen."
What's been transformative about being my whole self here has been the unexpected opportunities I've found to be with your whole selves, when you're making that choice to show up and be real, creating space for the kind of conversations you don't usually have with strangers.
The first opportunity I found here to cultivate those connections was with the covenant group I agreed to co-facilitate with Mary Pike last fall. I had only met Mary a couple times when she taught my daughter's RE class. I had no idea how cool or what an intuitive leader she was. I had never even been in a covenant group before. All but one member of the group were strangers to me in October.
But then we spent time together. Exploring what matters to us and why we matter. Sharing our insecurities, fears, hopes, and joys. Revealing our true selves, knowing that we would be fully listened to and heard, and never judged. If you haven't been part of a covenant group, this might sound ridiculous to you, or even terrifying. But actually, this kind of openness is a balm for the soul.
At our last meeting, we talked about how often we would rush to church for our meetings after a long day, feeling preoccupied or stressed out. But always by the end of our time together, the feeling was relief. Like sinking into your favorite armchair. It is a relief to be able to bring your true self into the room and be seen and loved. Stone by stone, we were dismantling those walls we usually fortify between strangers and ourselves. The walls around our deep truths crumbled, as we felt safe to share with the group.
Another transformative experience I've had here has been in the circles of trust retreat series that Rev. Aaron brought to UUCA last fall. Based on the work of Quaker author and activist Parker Palmer, the premise of circles of trust is that everyone has an inner teacher. Whether you call that your heart, soul, spirit, or some other name, it is the source of strength within. As we all know, however, sometimes the noise of our lives can drown out the still, small voice of that inner teacher. Or sometimes we know exactly what our inner teacher is trying to say but we want to cover our ears and squeeze our eyes shut because we don't want to hear what we know is the truth. So in circles of trust, you spend time reading, writing, thinking, and talking to enable your inner teacher to find its clear, strong voice. Sometimes this requires the help of others.
To help each other hear the inner teacher with greater clarity, what we practice in circles of trust is asking open, honest questions. When someone is brave enough to share a challenge he is facing, we help him find new ways of understanding or looking at the problem without offering advice, trying to fix his problem ourselves, or telling him about when that same thing happened to us. Instead we ask questions that require him to look within. Questions that don't have yes or no answers. Questions that use metaphors to help him visualize himself and his dilemma in a new way.
The result of this process is we learn about ourselves. We learn what shadows lurk in our spirits and how we can channel our shadow sides, because they are part of who we are. We can't ignore or deny them. For me, one of those shadows is the need for control. My internal struggle when things don't go as planned can be intense, but I have come to understand the silver lining of this shadow is a gift for taking care of business. I've also learned that, even if I can't—and shouldn't—eliminate my shadow, I can work to modulate it. Fortunately I have the opportunity to do that many times a day as a parent, because there's a lot about raising kids that you can't control.
We learn about the ways we stand in what Parker Palmer calls the tragic gap—the space between what is and what could be, and how to hold that tension with as much grace as we can muster, even though we might be tempted to just run away. For me the tragic gap appears both locally and globally. I stand in the tragic gap whenever I don't talk to my kids the way I should. This often happens in those moments I mentioned earlier when I cannot control their behavior, which is to say, most moments.
I stand in the tragic gap when I read Bryan Stevenson's Just Mercy. I am angry about the innocent people whose lives have been destroyed by our broken justice system, uncertain if creating a fair justice system is even possible, yet still inspired by the dedication of Stevenson and his colleagues at the Equal Justice Initiative.
Exploring ways to handle these tensions and contradictions, and even simply learning the vocabulary to identify them, has been transformative. When was the last time you faced a problem at home, at school, at work, or at church that had a quick and easy answer? To reach real and thoughtful solutions we have to ask good questions. Open, honest questions. Of ourselves and each other.
Not surprisingly, in the course of asking these open, honest questions, we learn about each other. Really learn about each other. We see each other's true selves and hear each other's truths. And just as the members of my covenant group experienced, it brings a feeling of relief. Your problems may not be solved. The world's problems are definitely not solved. But you are not alone. You are held, accepted, and loved for who you are. You belong. That sense of belonging, the profound comfort in a world that can be so uncomfortable, is transformative. When I am truly seen and heard, I am vastly more capable of truly seeing and hearing you. Then I can share with you a measure of that comfort and that belonging.
On Sunday at All Souls Church, Unitarian, Rev. Rob Hardies preached a sermon based on the words of William Henry Channing, an abolitionist minister who was actually the leader of All Souls during the Civil War and the advice of Unitarian Universalist minister Forrest Church. The theme was "want what you have, be who you are, do what you can." This is my mantra for 2013.
I have long clung to anxiety so tightly that at times I forget how to relax. I don't know what to do if I'm not worrying about something. I am always asking myself an unending series of usually unanswerable questions that begin with "what if." While trying to anticipate my own and others' needs and always be prepared for what might happen can sometimes be useful, mostly it just makes me crazy.
It happens that things usually turn out ok. And if it doesn't, there isn't necessarily anything I could have done to prevent problems. Although there are many glittery and bejeweled wands in our house, I have yet to use one to create actual magic.
Especially when you're facing a big event such as the birth of your long-awaited second child, there are a lot of unknowns. When will he arrive? How will the birth go? What will he be like? How will his sister react? How are we going to rearrange our house to accommodate another human? Only the last question is one we can actually figure out and deal with. Most of my questions will be answered only in time.
I have never been one to sit well with the unknown. Dealing with fertility issues proved challenging and even once I was pregnant, I didn't stop worrying. I am all too aware of all the potential dangers and I know a heartbreaking number of people who have suffered losses of all kinds. And this pregnancy has not been easy and I have not felt good throughout it.
But I am thankful every day for the little boy who is now the size of an ear of corn wiggling around in my womb. I would not trade the itching or the heartburn or the discomfort for anything. I am thankful that Zoe is so eager to become a big sister, even though she has no idea what she's really getting into. I am moved every night when she kisses my belly and tells her brother a joke or sings him a song or tells him she loves him with all her heart.
There are so many things I don't know, about this baby and about everything else. My worries aren't going to dissolve. But I know from experience that amplifying them and letting them consume me doesn't make them go away or solve anyone's problems. I can clean out closets and register Zoe for camp and make lists of baby gear we will need. That helps. Worrying about when we will do everything will not help. We will do it, sooner or later. People who love us will help when we need it. We are so lucky to have a home and means to take care of a new family member. I know that his early existence will not be the same as Zoe's–not that it will be worse or better, but it's guaranteed to be different. So worrying about that will not help. It is what it is. I have a baby coming this spring, and I want it. I am a great mom, and I relish in that role, even though it's often a challenge and will soon be even more exhausting. And I'm doing the best I can. I care for others and I contribute to the world. I could do more, but I could also do less. I'm doing what I can.
I'm thinking of painting this advice on the wall above my desk. Seems so obvious, but also so wise, at least for me.

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"Hey! That's my old keychain!"
It's finally time for Rhino to get revenge on Deadpool for the time he shrunk old Rhiney and used him for all kinds of foolishness and hilarity, and a storyline that recalls one of the best (and criminally shortest) Deadpool arcs of all time can't possibly be all bad. And this one is great.
Who knew all it took was a little Rhino (no pun intended) to make a great Deadpool story?
Plus, Taskmaster.
Basically, Deadpool wants to get his rep back as being a great merc so he talks to Blind Al, who we haven't seen since the old Deadpool solo book, breaks Tasky out of prison, kidnaps most of his competitors, gets shrunk by Rhino, rescues Agent X (who is now a huge, fat guy due to Hydra injections of experimental genes), and, in the end, decides to be a hero.
Oh, and perhaps the most important of all: The first appearance of Hydra Bob!


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#Slow Zombies – Not Screwed!
So, I am talking about decaying just risen up from the grave type of zombie, to be honest I feel most people would be able to tackle these guys unless you happen to be surrounded by graveyards then you might be outnumbered. I think in this type of Z-pocalypse I would even stand a chance, you could even rip off one the zombies legs and use it as a weapon if you don't happen to have something useful on you (it might be a bit gross but you are about to bash this things skull in so you don't have time for gross). They would still be a bit of an issue because they want to eat your brains which means when they find that one person who isn't clued up on the whole zombie genre the virus could spread but ultimately I think the living would have the upper hand and would come out on top!
#Walking Zombies – Probably Screwed
This is more dependent on how the Z-pocalypse starts because it isn't like everyone owns a gun, will necessarily be in the right place at the right time and have something ready to crack a skull open (let's face it we can't all be ready). The other problem is fighting a freshly turned zombie that hasn't started decaying yet even though they aren't fast you are still going to have the full body weight (some people are quite heavy) of a zombie lunging towards you probably before you have had time to understand what is going on because they are more than likely going to look normal at first glance. Problems don't stop there when you start thinking about the amount of people who have headphones in whilst out and about (guilty, obviously!) meaning most of us are going to bitten without realising a Z-pocalypse has even started and when zombie numbers start rising that is when sh*t goes sideways. Quite a few of us will be screwed, not everyone is going to be able to bring themselves to kill another human and plenty of us aren't going to be paying enough attention to save ourselves but not everyone will become zombie meat as you can out run them, you just got to be smart and strong.
#Fast Zombies – Definitely Screwed
Sprinters, runners or whatever you want to call them, they are unstoppable! Don't get me wrong fast zombies can be fun to watch but surviving against these things would just be down to dumb luck, nothing else unless you happen to be Usain Bolt and happen to have Duracell battery fluid running through your veins instead of blood then you might just stand a chance. Okay, '28 Days Later' (not technically zombies but I like the film) and 'World War Z' have loop holes for humans to survive like being able to travel around during the day or having a major illness that provides a camouflage between you and the undead but I am going to take a guess that we would just wouldn't be that lucky if this type of Z-pocalypse happened. We would be totally screwed, we'd burnout before we could get away from the supercharged undead.


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Power Circuit
lot of people are asking how we did it! The patent for the
iXP1-500 is filed so we can disclose some information regarding
the power circuit.
iXP1 power circuit uses multiple resistors. Resistors restrict
and direct the flow of electric current. In our circuit,
resistors are used to direct current flow to particular
parts of the circuit. They are being used to determine the
voltage gain of an amplifier. The resistors control the
signal to permit the iPad to charge. Most electronic circuits
require resistors to make them work properly. This control
of the current flow is exactly what the resistors in our
circuit design are doing with the iPad to make it work properly
with standard USB ports on desktop and laptop computers.
type of resistors and the values of each resistor is very
critical to the iXP1-500 power circuit design. A standard
USB cable pin descriptions are shown in the chart below.
For the standard USB cable to sync as well as to charge
an iPad from a PC is problematic because of the voltage
the iPad requires. Effectively by changing the USB cables
electric circuit configuration of the attaching pins permits
charging. The way the pins are wired from the male USB connector
to the female USB connector of the iXP1-500 with the resistors
is also required for the charge capability of the iPad by
PCs. In addition the iXP1-500's power circuit permits car
adapter and hubs to be used for charging as well.
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more about resistors and how they work.
Power Circuit Patent Pending
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Read the full story from the Energy Information Administration.
As lighting technologies evolve and adapt to federal standards, lighting in U.S. homes is in a state of transition. Data from the 2015 Residential Energy Consumption Survey (RECS) show that, as of 2015, most homes in the United States used more than one type of lightbulb, primarily a mix of incandescent and compact fluorescent (CFL). Adoption of light-emitting diode (LED) bulbs has been increasing, with 29% of U.S. households reporting at least one LED bulb installed.


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Dana Point Boat Show Returns May 31-June 3
Byline: The Log Staff
DANA POINT — The Dana Point Harbor Boat Show will celebrate its sixth year May 31-June 3 with an in-the-water showing of new and brokerage powerboats and sailboats, plus live musical entertainment, food and numerous other attractions.
The show opens with free admission on Thursday, May 31. The next day — Friday, June 1 — show-goers can take advantage of a special $1 admission day, along with a Friday-only $1 hot dog, $1 soda and $1 beer promotion.
General admission on Saturday and Sunday — June 2 and 3 — is $12 for adults; free for children 12 and younger when accompanied by a paid adult.
The show will take place at the OC Sailing & Events Center and Public Docks off Dana Point Harbor Drive. Free parking will be available at most harbor parking lots, and a continual shuttle service will be available throughout the show. The shuttle will stop at each parking area, every 10 minutes.
Show hours are noon-7 p.m. May 31 and June 1, 10 a.m.-7 p.m. June 2 and 10 a.m.-5 p.m. June 3.
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I'm sure you've all seen great ads that appeared a iPad . Apart from those in which competition compares their tablets with him, I mean those in which appears a tablet and automatically look for the famous Home button to make sure that it is the Apple tablet.
This time we bring you not notice those, but something different. Very original, you might say. The Lexus car company had the idea to animate an ad in a magazine by placing an iPad in the back. With a play of light and brightness of the tablet at full power, we can enjoy a magazine page with animations, flash and music.
If you manage to find the ad in Sports Illustrated, you just have to access this site from Lexus from your iPad, and do as the user of the video: lose some light and place the device in the back of this page.
According to Lexus, have spent months developing this technology, calling CinePrint Technology. In addition to this visual game we talked about, we can interact with the iPad's screen through the paper page, if this is not very thick.
Here's the video in which an active volunteer with the notice a copy of the magazine.
Do you think we'll see more ads like this in the coming months? It's not anything groundbreaking, but you have to admit that is quite original. In fact, he got to talk about it, we assume that is what is proposed.
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text: Digital does deliver Digital fundraising is a hot trend in the third sector, but how can we best use it to inspire action and empower people to make a difference? And does it really work better than more traditional methods? Online fundraising presents a massive opportunity for charities to reach new supporters, engage donors and increase fundraising revenue. Source: Third Sector Tue, 05 Sep 2017 12:59:40 GMT


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Into the Heart of Integrated Learning
Twilight, lost my way
Twilight, can't find my way
In the shadows, boy meets man (from U2's Twilight)
Last week I photographed Inventing Our Future 2016 at Chabot Space and Science Museum in Oakland, California. The three day event was the Fifth Annual Integrated Learning Summer Institute sponsored by Alameda County Office of Education and other regional partners. The conference emphasizes how art can improve education across the curriculum. I have attended the last four summer workshops.
As the photographer, I visit all 33 workshops. I also meet the morning plenary speakers. I follow each day's theme as I follow the schedule. On day one, we explored "compassion for self and others." Several of the workshops focused on trauma. How do we help ourselves? How can we help our students?
Each year, I listen to music while driving to the workshop. This year I listened to U2's first album Boy.… Read the rest
Roots in the Key of Life
Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand…
And you can tell right away at letter A….
Stevie Wonder, "Sir Duke," album "Songs in the Key of Life"
Where do we begin?
Last week I photographed the three day Inventing Our Future Integrated Summer Learning Institute at The Chabot Space and Science Center in Oakland, California. The Alameda County Office of Education's Alliance for Arts Learning Leadership organizes the ILSI so that area educators will be better prepared to integrate art into their curriculum. After I photographed last year's conference, I wondered if educators would love connecting with each other as well as the content. This year I will remember how students inspired me to wonder about a different question.
How does one distinguish between Courage and Good Art?
The institute is one place where everyone accepts that art education is important. I can relax and learn from others without feeling that I must continually justify arts integration.… Read the rest
The Tapestry of Art Education
Last week I attended the third annual Art is Education summer institute in Oakland, California. The Integrated Learning Summer Institute: Inventing Our Future was held at the Chabot Space and Science Museum from August 12-14, 2014. The Alameda County Office of Education's Alliance for Arts Leadership organized the event.
For links to the galleries and notes, visit my More Than Kids blog where I have started keeping Notes on A Blog.
Chip McNeal opened the first day with a quote from astrophysicist Neil DeGrasse Tyson that underscored the theme of the three days.
"(W)e are all connected to each other… It's not that we are better than the universe, we are part of the universe. We are in the universe and the universe is in us."
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November 13, 2014
Marlee Hightower
Episode #16
Marlee is a 14 year old dance phenom. She was on America's Got Talent, Season 5 and finished in the Top 10. She is a member of Studio One Young Beast Society and is a feature headliner on the 2015 World of Dance Tour. Marlee will be in Seattle for the World of Dance Tour on November 15th.
November 6, 2014
Tiara & Tamara Rapp
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FLAVAHZ Crew is an eight-member, all girl dance crew. Under the direction of Marcelo Pacleb of 24vii Danceforce in Hawaii, these incredibly talented girls were selected to work with lead choreographers, Kelsey Park and Josh Ofoia. FLAVAHZ Crew members include Angel Gibbs (12, LA); Camren Bicondova (12, HI/LA); Charlize Glass (10, LA); Jaira Miller (14, LA); Kaelynn Gobert-Harris (16, LA); Summer Waikiki (12, HI); and twins, Tiara and Tamara Rapp (17, HI). This dynamic group of dancers is a mixture of style, passion, versatility, fun, and love. Purpose driven, hese girls are a representation of diversity.
August 15, 2014
Koach T
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Founder of Kutt N' Up
Tyrone Crosby Know known as Koach T was born in California, raised in Oklahoma, and grew up in Washington. As a child loving music videos more than cartoons, he knew he was born to dance. In 2006, Tyrone extended the dance program at his former high school, from an after hour high school club to an all year around community program. Holding seasonal auditions for hundreds of youth, in the northwest. Kutt 'N' Up is the name of the crew and with their ten year reunion coming up next month it is only the beginning.
August 8, 2014
Angel Gibbs
Episode #13
A professional dancer and choreographer, Angel has been dancing since she was two years old, beginning at West Coast School of the Arts in Irvine, California. Angel has trained with world renowned choreographers such as Brian Friedman, Tessandra Chavez, Dave Scott, Tony Czar, Fatima, Jamaica Craft, Rosero McCoy, Willdabeast and many more. The extent of Angel's training has made her into a well-rounded and inspiring dancer, and currently provided the platform of her being best known as a member of the all girl group, 8Flavahz, who were the runner ups on America's Best Dance Crew (ABDC) during Season 7.
July 11, 2014
Andy Funk
Episode #12
President & Owner, Founder of Monsters of Hip Hop
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June 20, 2014
Kisha Vaughan
Episode #11
Has been dancing in and around Seattle for the past 12 years. Kisha is one of the original Macklemore & Ryan Lewis backup dancer (aka Macklorette). In her short time here she has had the opportunity to dance with Break Point Dance Company, In Effect Hip Hop, and Seattle Storm Hip Hop squad. Appearances include Showtime at the Apollo and MTV's Made. Opening for Snoop Dogg, Blue Scholars, Wiz Khalifa, Microsoft, and T-Mobile events. Currently she teaches Hip Hop and choreographs for Emerald City Elite competitive team.
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June 6, 2014
Teya Wild
Episode #10
Teya is a hip hop dancer from Vancouver, Canada. Teya has competed on So You Think You Can Dance Canada, and has appeared in a Nickelodeon film "Spectacular" and Disney movie "Zapped" and just recently, she finished work on Step Up 5!
May 30, 2014
Trinity Inay
Episode #9
Trinity has been dancing for eight years and has taken all forms of dance; Hip hop, ballet, jazz, musical theatre, contemporary, tap and lyrical. She focuses on all genres so that she can be prepared for all types of jobs. Trinity's goal is to be a professional dancer. Trinity was a contestant on Abby Ultimate Dance Competition where she finished 3rd and has been touring with PULSE Dance Convention this past season.
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Friday, March 25, 2011
Kansas takes on Richmond in the Sweet Sixteen of the 2011 NCAA Tournament.
San Antonio Marcus Morris bounced a basketball while walking down an Alamodome hallway with brother Markieff and TBS announcer Craig Sager on Thursday afternoon.
Small talk was interrupted when a cart carrying a couple Richmond players drove by.
"You boys better be ready," Morris, Kansas University's junior forward, said to the Spiders, who take a No. 12 seeding and 29-7 record into today's 6:27 p.m. Southwest Regional semifinal contest against top-seeded KU (34-2).
Morris, who has become a bit more outspoken the past month or so as he's embraced an unofficial role as team leader, seemed surprised when a reporter asked if he was simply joking around with the Spiders.
"I was serious," Morris said. "Play little mind games with them, try to get funny with them so they could come out all excited, and we could come out all loose and have the shoe on the other foot.
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"I am so serious," Morris said. "I want their best shot. A lot of people say we should win and things like that. That's not the truth. Everybody is here to play. They have beaten capable teams this year. It's time to go."
To advance to Sunday's Elite Eight game against either VCU or Florida State, the Jayhawks must overcome a Richmond team that enters today's Sweet 16 as red-hot as any team in the land.
The Spiders of the Atlantic 10 Conference — who are led by the inside-outside punch of 6-foot-10 Justin Harper (17.8 ppg, 6.9 rpg) and 6-foot Kevin Anderson (16.7 ppg, 3.3 apg) — have won nine of 10 games, 13 of 14 and 18 of 21.
What's more, the Spiders have five starters capable of shooting the three, including Harper, who has made 75 of 166 treys for 45.2 percent.
"We've played other teams where all five could shoot threes. Iowa State ... all five of their guys could shoot threes. We beat them twice," Morris said. "There's a small adjustment knowing we need to run them off the (three-point) line, to guard them tighter and know what they are trying to get."
Morris, who is 6-9, 235 pounds, said he figures to open defensively on the 6-10, 225 Harper.
"A lot of people say he's a great player, good player. A lot of people say I'm a good player. So just see who is the best player," Morris said.
Morris played at camps this past summer with Anderson, who along with Harper is an experienced senior.
"He's definitely a good point guard, a little smaller but definitely good," Morris said, "but I like our point guards better."
KU coach Bill Self praised Richmond's high-scoring duo Thursday.
"If you are going to have a 1-2 punch, it might as well be a little and a big. That's pretty good," Self said. "What do they average together, 32 a game? It's one thing to average 32 if you are scoring 85 a game. If a team's scoring 70 (as Richmond is), it makes it more impressive."
Specifically regarding Harper and Anderson, Self said: "I think anybody 6-10 that can shoot threes and post is a hard matchup. He's good, long, athletic. Anderson is a hard matchup. He's really good."
Richmond not only presents a challenge with its personnel, but its system. The squad plays a Princeton-style offense and matchup zone defense.
"We've been guarding teams that do backdoor cuts," Marcus Morris said. "Colorado ... they do it with the best of them. Memphis does it with backdoor cuts. We are ready for that."
Noted Self, who insisted Richmond wants to play fast, but is capable of slowing things down when the advantage is not there: "We can't give up layups. We can't give up threes. There could be a lot of times in late-clock situations you are caught guarding somebody you don't normally guard, maybe a twin on a point guard or a point guard on a Harper, something like that. We have to make sure we are tough in the last 10 seconds of the shot clock.
"(Offensively) we have to be in attack mode the whole time, get the ball where it needs to go."
As far as intangibles, the Jayhawks insist they won't be nervous facing a potential Cinderella team and also will not overlook the Spiders.
"We are over that 'tight' thing," junior Tyshawn Taylor said. "We are just trying to play now. Richmond is here for a reason. We will play them like we would Duke, Ohio State or whoever else is a 1 or 2 seed. If we come out with the mind-set that they could beat us, I think we'll be fine. We've got to be tuned in. That's a way to be tuned in, knowing we could be beat if we don't come to play."
Another way to be tuned in? To be as fired up as Marcus Morris, who showed that intensity in speaking to the Spiders as they drove by in the cart Thursday.
"I don't want to go that far. I can't go that far," Morris said, when it was pointed out he didn't guarantee a victory or say anything too inflammatory. "Then coach just might get on my back. I can't do that. I just tell those guys to be ready, because we are gonna be ready."


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