I had to post this as a friend did so in honor of the World Cup and the general ignorance of geography that most Americans have. It was just too good to pass up. Thanks Bethany!!
Archive for June, 2010
It’s been one of those terrible, horrible no good kind of days so far. Nothing too dramatic has happened. No loss of limbs. LOTS of loss of sleep though and that tends to make me a very grumpy person.
Mostly I woke up feeling overwhelmed by life. I don’t like being grown-up. It’s too hard. No one does your laundry for you anymore so if you don’t do it then you get piles of stinky dirtiness and an empty closet.
And what about meals? I miss having Mom do all the menu planning and my job was simply to set the table. I tried that the other night…setting out plates, forks and napkins and then waiting for the food to arrive. It didn’t work out in my favor.
Add to daily chores the fact that I am responsible for the direction and well-being of a company and I don’t get to delegate that task to any one. I feel that my job requires thoughtfulness and intentionality and the well has run dry right now so I really just want to go home and crawl back into bed and try this day over again.
Can I trade places with my dog? I want my belly scratched and the luxury of napping most of the afternoon. And mostly I want someone else to clean up my messes.
So it’s time once again (how does this always happen to me?) to ask for grace, for patience, for Divine intervention. I can’t make it on my strength alone. I would really like to believe that I can. In fact, I waste a lot my very precious personal resources (i.e. time, energy, mind) trying to argue that I can indeed do it by myself. You’d think I was still two and insisting on asserting my independence. But the truth is, I can’t do it by myself. I need my community. I need my family. I need God.
I’m one of those European mutts. (I think there are a bunch of those in America if I’m not mistaken) Still, parts of my bloodline are more dominant than others and Norwegian is definitely the largest percent of my heritage.
I grew up surrounded by Scandinavian traditions that were both subtly blended into the fabric of our family life and also paraded around as a BIG deal. the most obvious was the Norwegian prayer we said at dinner time on a regular basis. The less obvious practices were making lefse, celebrating our version of St. Lucia day in December, and saying hello in Norwegian when answering the phone.
In the last year I have returned to those roots with renewed interest. In November my Mom and I took a rosemaling class together. My Mother to brush up on her skills, me to begin learning the art form for the first time. It is a challenging art form to pick up but the results are very rewarding.
The piece pictured above is a very rare 1800s piece that I had the privilege of photographing at the last quarterly meeting of the rosemaling group at Pacific Lutheran University.




Mourning the loss of life brought on by the BP oil spill
In case you live under a rock somewhere in Iceland, there’s been a major oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico and the deep sea oil rig continues to pour millions of gallons of oil into the ocean daily. Some claim that we won’t see a cessation in the oil leak until Christmas. Now needless to say, there is and will continue to be a ridiculous amount of discussion focused on this disaster. I hesitate to add my two cents to the growing pile of opinions but I am not really a very reasonable person so here goes…
As I read news articles about the oil spill I am interested primarily in our collective response as a nation. What is the “sense” if you will of the American people concerning this tragedy? What’s the buzz? There’s certainly enough finger pointing to go around. Then there’s the cheekier take on the issue. By and large though the impression I come away with after googling, twitter searching, and generally just listening (in-person and online) is that there’s lots of blame and accusation being tossed out there but a lack of assuming responsibility and naming our role as consumers as part of the problem. Pointing the finger at someone else, especially a large corporation with billions in revenue that looks like a goldmine for class action lawsuits is quick and pain-free. The visual that comes to mind is your average, every day citizen pointing that finger from the driver’s seat of their car. Their gas-guzzling car. Whether that vehicle is a hybrid sedan or the largest SUV you can imagine-they both require fuel to get anywhere. And that fuel happens to be oil. Consumers of gasoline hold a great deal of power and with that comes that nasty word we all tend to avoid, responsibility. Blaming BP and its shareholders and holding them accountable for their actions (or lack thereof) is a right and just course of action but it might behoove citizens to pause for a moment in front of the mirror and perform a quick self-examination. What role does each individual consumer play in shaping how businesses utilize their workforces and our natural resources?
This boils down to knowing where the products and services you invest in come from and what they’re made of. I can’t say it loud enough…we have to take responsibility for where we put our money and resources. Then we have to take action to alter those organizations or entire industries that have lost all sense of business ethics. There is no excuse for not being invested in the process. If it seems like a daunting and enormous task you would be right, it is. To take into consideration where that shoelace was made and how the materials used to produce it were harvested all the way to where the materials used to build your home came from and what the business practices that company that you buy your vacuum cleaner from are can quickly lead to paralysis. But we have to start somewhere don’t we? If we truly care for our environment and for the human lives at stake then wouldn’t that compel us to leap into the fray much earlier on? To be a champion, a leader who speaks out on behalf of those who don’t have a voice (and here I am referring to the sea life that is currently being obliterated in the Gulf as well as the sweatshop worker in a third world country who made your t-shirt), that is the duty–no the privilege that Americans have been given. I could extend that privilege globally but at the moment am focused solely on my own country.
I think I can safely say that citizens of the USA are generally concerned about the environment. There is certainly plenty of criticism about the war in the Middle East and the role oil plays in that or consider the controversy surrounding drilling in the Arctic Refuge. Oil is, of course, only one small part of environmental stewardship as there are literally thousands of issues to be considered on everything from endangered species to the use of our forests to water treatment methods. All this to simply say, we are a people that care about mother nature. We want clean water, an ozone layer, ice caps in the arctic and wildlife for future generations to enjoy. We’re all about “reducing our carbon footprint” and “greening” our lifestyles. But just how far does this extend and are the trends we witness nationally more a marketing ploy than an actual way of life? Based on the number of cars on the road and the growing landfills and the percentage of our energy that still comes from sources such as coal, I would say we’re falling a little short. We talk big and loud but do we put our money where our mouth is?
Mostly I am concerned that there is a lack of national grieving over the BP oil spill. It is the worst spill in the last 50 years…possibly the worst spill in history. The Gulf will never be the same. I am no scientist but I can only imagine that the aquatic ecosystem is suffering significantly. If the oil truly can’t be contained before December 2010 then we risk losing the gulf as we know it entirely. Shouldn’t our response be one of grief first and accusation second? Shouldn’t we pause for a moment and simply mourn collectively for what future generations are losing at our hands? There will be plenty of time and space for due process of the law, for restitution, for fault-finding. In this moment our hearts should break for the beauty that is being destroyed…never to be reclaimed. Take a moment and watch a snippet from the Blue Planet. Allow yourself to feel the weight of what we’re losing.
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