I Believe in Mistakes

My cousin and her husband stopped in this weekend to use our home as a sleeping place for a couple of nights while visiting their son at college a half hour from here. We got some precious moments to talk (I always cherish those!). She showed me some videos of her kids’ music, then showed me her son’s best friend, a refugee, who has picked up music since coming to the states. His talent is remarkable. She said, “He’ll practice a single measure hundreds of times, then move on to the next one, until he’s mastered the song.” When I say his talent is remarkable, that’s an understatement.

I have a picture book sitting on a shelf in my living room. I was introduced to it when I was in school a couple of years ago, in a children’s lit class. It’s called “The Book of Mistakes.” I keep it out, not just for kids who come by, but for myself to look at regularly. It’s a fantastic, visually poetic reminder of the value of mistakes.

In the Doctrine and Covenants, section 29 and verse 34, Jesus Christ revealed to the prophet, Joseph Smith: “Wherefore, verily I say unto you that all things unto me are spiritual, and not at any time have I given unto you a law which was temporal …”

*I hope you can follow my wandering mind, because I promise, it all comes together*

There’s another great book, The Talent Code, by Daniel Coyle (I’ve mentioned this before). Part of the subtitle is “Greatness isn’t born. It’s grown.” He and his team of scientists explored talent hot beds to find out how so much greatness (whether it’s a sport, an art, a science) can come from one distinct area/time. They found that one person achieving greatness in an area encourages others to effort. They further found that it is in the making of mistakes and then trying again … and again and again and again ad infinitum … that greatness is achieved. The mistake leads to trying which creates a stronger myelin sheath around a specific nerve, until finally, the individual doesn’t even need to think about the effort. What he/she is trying to achieve is instantaneous – whether that’s playing a song on the piano or connecting her foot to a soccer ball. Physiologically, individuals become great at *something* by making mistakes and then trying again. They become different.

There are lots of wonderful reasons for mortality. I believe they all add up to one great reason: Mortal experiences create an environment for our becoming.

My cousin and I also talked about a regret she had. She’d reacted to a circumstance in a way that created negative results and she wasn’t happy about it. “The strange thing,” she said, “is that I’m actually intentionally working on this already! And then I blew it.”

The way I understand life right now is that her mistake is fortuitous. Sure, she could react exactly how she desires every time, but that won’t create change. It will just mean that she’s doing the right thing. Change (or becoming) happens when we make a mistake and then try again.

At my mother’s funeral a few years ago my brother said something that has created a change in me: “Doing without becoming is an exercise in futility and makes us think that we are in control of our own salvation.”

My purpose is to become. That will happen as I make mistakes, take them to the Savior, claim the healing and enabling power of His atonement, and try again.

I am in awe of God’s perfect, natural plan for our growth and happiness. I love learning bits and pieces about how He abides by and uses natural laws for our happiness and for our becoming. I know He doesn’t withhold any good thing from us … we claim those things as we become a person who desires and works to claim them. That includes being ok with, and even grateful for, honest mistakes.

Red Light and Near-Infrared Light Therapy and Me

The panel I bought is 3feet by 9″

When my daughter told me she’d done tons of research and found the light panel she wanted to buy, I jumped on her coattails and ordered mine. Like everything, not all red light therapy devices are the same. She sent me to a blog that significantly impacted her choice. Here’s the original post. If you’re interested in light therapy I highly recommend reading her post and all the links she includes. It’ll take you to product and to scientific articles.

I am a huge believer in holistic and natural healing. I’m a grateful recipient of modern medicine too. That being said, I’m so excited to have this panel in my house where I can use it regularly for everything from more supple skin to decreased inflammation to a healthier immune system and more.

It comes with a door-hanging-pully set up. I originally set it up on a metal shelf, aiming down so I could lie under it, but I came to learn that I was too close to it that way. Also, I only need to stand in front of it for minutes each day, so no need to lie down. I save that for meditation.

I got the panel exactly a week ago. That very night I started using it and keeping a journal of my use. Until 2 days ago I was using it improperly: too close for too long. The good news is that you can’t really overdose on red light and NIR. The bad news is that too much means it loses its efficacy. So really, I’ve been using it well for 2 days and here are the amazing results:

  • Insomnia is all but gone. I’ve been an “I need something to fall asleep” person for ages. I mean … years. This is a big miracle for me.
  • I have suffered from frequent UTIs for decades. Between UTIs my bladder is uncomfortable most of the time. I’m not saying I’m cured already, but I am saying that I have no bladder pain or discomfort right now. Wowie.
  • I have arthritis in my knees – it’s especially bad in my right knee. This is the big reason I bought the panel. So far, I notice no change, but I’m still hopeful because from what I’ve read, it takes 4-6 weeks to notice improvement.
  • I would be absolutely *thrilled* to get rid of this belly fat that only appeared after turning 55. It’s weird. I always carried my weight in my legs and hips, but older age did something to my belly. I’m excited to see if the lights help with that. I think I’ll need a lot more time.
  • The right side of my body is always tense to the point of pain. I sleep it off and for the first couple of hours in the day I’m fine, then it sets in again. I am noticeably less tense, both on the right half of my body and in my neck and shoulders. I’m hoping this is a lasting change!
After researching online and reading a full book about Red Light Therapy I created my optimal schedule and posted it up next to the panel so I would do it right. (Before that I was using it for way too long and way to close)

I’ll do a light blog post about once a month to update you. For now, I feel like I’ve already gotten my money’s-worth. If I can sleep at night and my muscles are less tense everyday – total joy!!!

Teenagers

I taught the youth Sunday school class today. It’s my new assignment and I’ll be teaching ever-other-week. It got me thinking all about teenagers and how much I really do like them. It seems like not that long ago that I was a teenager myself. But that’s not a truth – I left teenage years 42 years ago. Yikes! I opened my computer looking for a picture of me and my brother that was taken when we were 15 and 16 but I couldn’t find it. I did find this one below though. I was 14 in this picture. 14 is a hard age, right? I mean, not just for the 14-year-old either. It’s just tough all-around. Yet there’s so much to love about kids in their teen years.

Do you think these 1970s fashions are coming back? Hair parted down the middle, body-suits, “hip-huggers” that are super-flared at the bottom … What do you think?

In Sunday school I had information I wanted to pour into those nine kids. Stuff I’ve learned through the years, most of it in the past 4 or 5 years, that if they embraced now, their progress would be so much greater than mine has been. But I didn’t feel like I could quite reach them today. Maybe it’s because we don’t really know each other yet. Maybe they look at this grandma-lady and think we have nothing in common and they just *have to* act like they care. I don’t know. But I could definitely feel a big disconnect. Most of them participated. But I don’t feel like they were really engaged. Was I like that in my teens? Maybe. I’m just hoping the teenage me and the teenage them can find commonality and we can be edified together on Sundays. I’m not beneath bribing – maybe I’ll bring candy next time.

So, back to the picture. I loved my time in this house. I loved it so much that a couple of years ago I wrote a novel based on my 14-year-old imagination. It takes place in this house. It’s pretty fun. It’s been sent out to about a kazillion literary agents and my fingers are getting stiff from being crossed for so long. One agent is showing some interest so I’m really hoping. But if not, I’ll be self publishing it in a couple of months. It’s pretty good and I think I do a good job of representing some of those teenage feelings and actions.

Hey reader – thanks for indulging me. This really is more of a journal entry than a blog post, so I appreciate you getting this far in the read. If you have any grand ideas about reaching these Sunday school kids, shout it out to me please!

xo

The Reversal of Stoicism … It’s Not Easy

From Alix Harrow’s “The Ten Thousand Doors of January“: “As a general rule I’m not a person who cries much. When I was younger I cried over everything from sneers to sad endings, and even once over a puddle of tadpoles that dried up in the sun, but at some point I learned the trick of stoicism: you hide. You pull yourself inside your castle walls and crank up the drawbridge and watch everything from the tallest tower.” Wowzers. That’s me. Maybe it’s you too.

Credit to Pixabay

But stoicism isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I mean, for years I’ve thought it’s the bravest, most selfless, smartest type of person to be. But the truth is, there is nothing noble about turning off feelings. And there’s nothing courageous about it either. Over the past few years I’ve been learning that becoming a person who feels deeply, allows hurt in with the joy, and learns to move forward anyway – even more boldly and with strength – that is living abundantly.

A little side-spoke in this circle of thought: I used to believe that relationships had to be two-sided. You can’t have a good relationship with someone who doesn’t want a relationship with you. But I don’t believe that’s true anymore. I’m currently working toward having a loving, caring, incredible relationship with all the people I want in my life. Whatever their relationship is with me – that’s on them. I’m not sure if this makes sense or not, but let me try to explain it in specifics: Suppose I have a friend who has been offended by my actions. She doesn’t want to talk to me, spend time with me … anything. I choose to respect that, and allow her space. But I continue to think of our fun times together, I pray for her. And maybe at some point I might reach out and let her know I’m thinking of her and standing by if she ever wants to contact me. That’s what I mean. That’s an extreme example, and the truth is I don’t have any relationships like that right now, but I do have others that might be somewhat strained. I’m working to eliminate the strain on my end. Maybe I’ll do a follow-up post someday when I become expert at this 🙂

Happy weekend!

Why We Sacrifice

As promised, I’m continuing posting thoughts ignited in me from little quotes out of Alix Harrow’s “The Ten Thousand Doors of January.” (Just 4 or 5 more posts like this … then I wonder what I’ll do …??)

Credit to Pixabay

Yule Ian says to Ade, in answer to an expected question: “It depends which weighs more: a life, or a soul.” I won’t tell you where this takes you in the book because you want to read that yourself, I promise. But I can tell you where it takes me in my journey. I’ve been at a crossroads in my adult life a handful of times – no, more than that – when I’ve had to weigh my action or reaction according to that thought – which weighs more, a life or a soul? – and even though that doesn’t make the decision easy, it does seem to help clarify.

Why do I do what I do, seek what I seek, react to others’ action a certain way, try to re-center my thinking? It’s because in the end, a soul weighs more than a life. Whether we’re talking about letting a child make his own choices even though we don’t like those choices, or ourselves dropping a habit that we really love and don’t want to let go of, but choose that for self-improvement, it’s the same. When we focus on the soul it helps align our priorities with eternal progress and true happiness.

It’s rarely easy (but sometimes is!) and it’s often painful. But pain and joy are not mutually exclusive. My life experiences are teaching me that the hard choice is usually what brings the most peace and satisfaction.

The Value of Books

As grateful as I am for technology, including audio books and e-books, I have to say that for me, nothing beats the thrill of opening an engaging book, flipping the pages, and smelling the fresh paper and ink in anticipation of my reading. Ah, the gift of books! I just got a new book in the mail yesterday. I mean, not just new to me, but it’s hot off the presses, having been released only 2 days earlier. Yay for me!!!

I told you that for the next few posts I’d be quoting from Alix Harrow’s “The Ten Thousand Doors of January.” Here’s today’s quote: “There’s only one way to run away from your own story, and that’s to sneak into someone else’s. I unwedged the leather-bound book from beneath my mattress and breathed in the ink-and-adventure smell of it. I walked through it into another world.”

I don’t always feel like I have to escape my own story, but to be honest, there are times …

In 1982 shortly after getting married, my husband suggested we both keep a list of every book we read. I’ve stayed true to that. For 39 years (39 years yesterday!) I’ve kept track of every-single-book I’ve read, and I’m glad I’ve done that. Some years I did a really good job, giving books a rating. But mostly I’ve just recorded the titles. Among my favorites over 39 years are the following:

  • The Ten Thousand Doors of January (I must put this first since it’s my inspiration today!) [Alix E. Harrow]
  • The Robe [Lloyd C. Douglas]
  • The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin
  • Utopia [Sir Thomas More]
  • Skullduggery at Quanah [Dennis B. Call]
  • The False Prince [Jennifer A. Nielsen]
  • The Christ Commission [Og Mandino]
  • Jesus the Christ [James E. Talmadge]
  • Uncle Tom’s Cabin [Harriett Beecher Stowe]
  • Gift From the Sea [Anne Morrow Lindbergh]
  • To Kill a Mockingbird [Harper Lee]
  • Anne of Green Gables [L.M. Montgomery]
  • Right Ho, Jeeves [P.G. Wodehouse]
  • And Ladies of the Club [Helen Hooven Santmyer]
  • Magnificent Obsession [Lloyd C. Douglas]
  • The Talent Code [Daniel Coyle]
  • Sarah [Orson Scott Card]
  • Redwall [Brian Jacques]
  • Better Than You Think You Are [Ardeth G. Kapp]
  • Eve and the Mortal Journey [Beverly Campbell]
  • I Am a Mother [Jane Clayson Johnson]
  • The Hidden Messages in Water [Masaru Emoto]
  • Christmas Jars [Jason F. Wright]
  • The Savior and the Serpent [Alonzo Gaskill]
  • Water and Salt: The Essence of Life [Barbara Hendel]
  • The Toppled Cross [Bruce Call]
  • The Hiding Place [Corrie ten Boom]
  • English Trifle [Josie Killpack]
  • Theodore Boone, Kid Lawyer [John Grisham]
  • Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy [Gary Schmidt]
  • Salt to the Sea [Ruta Sepetys]
  • All the Light We Cannot See [Anthony Doer]
  • The Princess Bride [William Goldman]
  • Why Does He Do That? [Lundy Bancroft]
  • Gregor the Overlander [Suzanne Collins]
  • Mark of the Thief [Jennifer A. Nielsen]

This list is by no means exhaustive. There are so many good books out there that I feel like if I never did anything but read I would still not even scratch the surface of amazing writing. I love it when people share with me their favorites, so please reply or message me yours.

Happy Reading Everyone!!!

Beauty

You can buy this great read at this link.

For the next few days I’m going to be quoting from a fantastic book I just read while traveling. Alix E. Harrow is a very gifted writer who uses words to create the most beautiful art in the reader’s mind. This is the first I’ve been exposed to her writing and I’m hooked. “The Ten Thousand Doors of January” is a beautiful, engaging novel that I’ll read again … probably within the year. Honestly, it’s that good.

Here’s my 10,000 Doors quote for today. “… her face had a freckled squareness that sidestepped beauty and landed somewhere nearer to handsome. (This, at least, is what a daguerreotype would have recorded, if Ade had ever posed for one. But photographs, like mirrors, are notorious liars.) The truth is: Adelaide was the most beautiful being I have ever seen in this world or any other, if we understand beauty to be a kind of vital, ferocious burning at a soul’s center that ignites everything it touches.” Oh my gosh. Isn’t that a description to remember?!

I want to be someone with a “vital, ferocious burning at [my] soul’s center” … don’t you?

I just spent several days with one of my daughters. It was fantastic, of course. One of the things we talked about was how surprising it is, when you get to know details about an individual, how mistaken we might have been about that person before learning a little about their life. Isn’t it true that most of the time, when you really get to know a person, they become one of the most beautiful people you know? Two take-aways for me: 1) Don’t misjudge. I just can’t know why someone is the way they are unless I get to know them (and even then, it’s just a bit of a flavor of that person). 2) Beauty is so much deeper than symmetrical faces.