Thursday, March 26, 2009

Living Life with Balls

Okay, I couldn't come up with anything better for the title. But I got this in my e-mail, and really liked it. Read, then go and do thou like wise. I'll let you know if I ever get out of the lovely, warm shallow water.

Live in Deep Water by Mitt Romney
If you were looking for a family motto this would be one to consider:
I don't remember when it was exactly that I finally went past the sandbar. My family had a summer cottage on the shores of one of the Great Lakes. For the first forty or so feet, the lake is shallow, warm, and protected from big waves by the sandbar. That's where I spent most of the hot summer days as a boy. I liked it there.

One day, my brother got me up on water skis. Perhaps fearing that a turn would make me fall, he drove the boat, and me, straight out into the deep. By the way, this lake is over 100 miles wide.
I screamed at him the whole terrifying ride. He took me about a half mile out. But ever after, the deep water was where I wanted to be: surfing in the breakers, water skiing, diving. I got out of the shallow water for good.


Over the years, I have watched a good number of people live out their lives in the shallows. In the shallows, life is all about yourself, your job, your money, your house, your rights, your needs, your opinions, your ideas, and your comfort.

In the deeper waters, life is about others: family, friends, faith, community, country, caring, commitment. In the deeper waters, there are challenging ideas, opposing opinions, and uncomfortable battles.
Almost every dimension of your life can be held to the shallows or taken into the deeper water. Your career, your involvement with others, your spouse and your children, your politics, each can be lived with you comfortably at the center. Or, they can draw you out of yourself, into service and sacrifice, into selflessness.

At some point in your life, a few of you may be presented with the opportunity to step off your career path, to give yourself fully to some kind of service.
When I was asked to leave my investment company to run the Olympics in Salt Lake City, I d ismissed the idea out of hand. I was making too much money, I didn't know bupkes about running a sports event. The job would pay me nothing. The organization was in the worst condition of any I had ever seen. And, after the Games were over, the position would lead nowhere. It was a dead end. I took it. It was the highlight of my professional life. I gave more of myself than I ever had before. I came to know and respect remarkable people.

There are currencies more lasting than money. It can be enormously rewarding to take the unobvious course, to jump into the deep water. Bias is shallow thinking and shallow water. Read widely, particularly from people who disagree with you. Argue to learn rather than to win. If you don't respect, I mean really respect, the views of people who disagree with you, then you don't understand them yet.

There are smart people on both sides of almost every important issue. Learn from them all. If you have life all figured out in neat little packages, you're in Neverland, not the real world. And it's boring there. There's one more thing I've seen in the people who swim in the deep waters of life. They don't fashion their values and principles to suit their self-interest; they live instead by enduring principles that are fundamental to society and to successful, great lives.

I learned important lessons about those principles from some of the Olympians I saw in Salt Lake City, like bobsledder Vonetta Flowers. Vonetta was brakeman on USA sled two. All the attention, however, was on sled one, the sled that had taken the World Cup and was a lock for the Olympic Gold. But just before the Olympics, the pilot of sled one dropped her partner and invited Vonetta Flowers to join her. Vonetta had a tough decision. On sled one, she'd get a gold medal for sure; the first Olympic gold to be won by an African American in the Olympic Winter Games. Those of us rooting for US medals hoped she would jump to sled one. She didn't. She decided that friendship and loyalty to her longtime teammate on sled two was more important than winning the gold. Of course, sled one did well. But when sled two beat them all, coming in first, the crowd went nuts. And tears dripped off Vonetta's cheeks. Friendship and loyalty above gold.

You live one time only. Don't spend it in safe, shallow water. Launch out into the deep. Give yourself to your family, to your career, to your community. Open your mind to diverging viewpoints. And live, not by what suits the moment, but by the principles that endure for a lifetime.
Jump in, the water's fine!

Monday, March 23, 2009

More random ranting

To all my loyal fans: sorry I haven't posted in so long. It's hard to find things to post about when your life is boring, except random things. So this will probably be another random post. Again, forgive me in advance, and keep right on reading:

First and foremost, I CAN NOT STAND people who have codependent relationships with their significant others. I'm fine with the kissy cuddly ones. The ones that irk me are the ones that act like their lives will fall apart if they spend one second away from the other person. The ones that have absolutely no life outside of their relationship. I especially can't stand the ones that can't make a decision, no matter how small, with out the others input. Rant end.

Oh, and I can't stand it when a wife or husband has issues with their partner hugging someone of the opposite sex. Unless you have reason to believe that you spouse will step out on you just because they've hugged someone, then I don't think people should be so uptight about it. It's such a possessive attitude. It's just a hug people!

I'm pissed at work. I've worked there for a year, over a year. I have never received any sort of recognition for the work I do. Oh, I've gotten private kudos, when I've asked for evaluations of my work. But I would like some sort of public kudos, especially since I run freight for at least half of every day of the week. But then, I don't think the freight manager has gotten any kudos either. That's the problem with working behind the scenes. No one notices what you do until you mess up and the whole system is screwed up. I'd work harder, but I'm not sure I can. That sucks.

I also hate being busy. I hate looking at my calender and seeing it filled with meetings and obligations. I love it when the scheduling is for friends, but hate responsibilities, especially since most of the ones that are on there are ones that I felt pressured into, not ones that I actually want to do. And so my life turns into something that can hardly be controlled. And I don't even have kids yet! We are going to turn into social hermits someday, just like The In-Laws. I think they have it right. They never do anything that they don't want to do, and get to stay home and relax all the time. That's the life.

Oh, The Little Brother is coming to visit next week! I'm so excited! He said that he's going to vacuum my furniture, too, so that he doesn't get hair all over his clothes. Sweet! Now I don't have to do it! Everyone come to my house to see it clean, before the hair settles on everything again. You'll probably have a 5 minute window, 10 if I leave the dogs outside.

And we get to fly to Massachusetts in June, treat of The In-Laws. They are so awesome, and I can't wait for June now. We haven't seen them since The Brother-In-Laws wedding. Too long!

And it's F****ing snowing outside! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Hmmmmm

I agree with this young woman 100%. I wish I had that simple faith that she has. Someday, I will. Warning, it's long (a little over 20 minutes), and she rambles a bit (probably because of nervousness), but it's good.


Day of Faith: Personal Quests for a Purpose - 3. Rachel Esplin from Harvard Hillel on Vimeo.

Untitled For Reasons of Randomness

I have made a decision that I think will be hard for me. I am going to erase from my bookmarks all the blogs and websites that I frequent for no real good reason. The list has become waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay to long. And, sadly, keeping up with them has become more important to me than spending time with my own husband. Man, I wish marriage came with a manual. No worries, to those friends who keep their own blogs, I will still be reading those. But I've got to break this addiction I have to all things intranets, and become a real girl! We'll see how this goes.

I love this quote by Hugh Nibley. It's from a group I wish I could join on facebook but I'm not going to BYU, so I can't. Poo. They got it from Wikipedia:
Here's a passage from wikipedia about one the coolest self-deprecating Mormons of all time, Hugh Nibley:

"Nibley was strongly opposed to the United States' involvement in the Vietnam War during an era "when it was very unpopular in LDS culture to do so." [2] Nibley was also bothered by what he saw as the unthinking, sometimes almost dogmatic application of some portions of BYU's honor code. Nibley had no objection to requirements of chastity or obeying the Word of Wisdom, but he thought the often intense scrutiny directed at grooming (hairstyles and clothing) was misguided. In 1973, he said, "The worst sinners, according to Jesus, are not the harlots and publicans, but the religious leaders with their insistence on proper dress and grooming, their careful observance of all the rules, their precious concern for status symbols, their strict legality, their pious patriotism... the haircut becomes the test of virtue in a world where Satan deceives and rules by appearances.” (Waterman and Kagel, 153)

And here's a link to a talk given by Ann N. Madsen about tolerance and labels. I love it. And I hope that I can take it's message to heart. I'm terrible at labeling people, and avoiding those whose labels I don't like, and then turning around and preaching tolerance. Anyway, here's the link: http://speeches.byu.edu/reader/reader.php?id=6835
It's good stuff.

I'm so glad that spring is trying to show up. Now I just hope it dries up in my swampy backyard soon so I can con my husband into raking all the accumulated winter poop from The Dogs. It's hard to scoop poop when you can't see it because of snow. And I bet Dog 2 is chewing on the picnic table again. I had better let them in.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Insignificance



This video made me realize how utterly stupid it is to think that there isn't life on other planets. Heavenly Father is freaking amazing.