The significant news for this week is that I will be joining Kimberly as an assistant member at L’Arche, a community (or group home) where those born with developmental disabilities (core members) live together with us assistants, who are considered “normal” by society (as though there are some humans who are not broken and dysfunctional in some way). Kimberly is on the administrative/counseling side of things and lives outside the home. I will live outside the home for now, but plan to become a live-in assistant in August. I still have a long way to go on my dissertation, but I can no longer manage without an income. I have a high regard for L’Arche’s commitment to life in community based on an understanding of our mutual brokenness.
In other news, Kimberly’s father came to visit last week and stayed for a day and a half. We had a great hike to Crabtree Falls, the most beautiful falls in the area (and I believe the highest waterfall east of the Mississippi). It is actually a series of falls and cascades that stretch for perhaps a mile up the side of the mountain. 
On returning, we had a picnic and then watched “March of the Penguins” together (what very interesting and endearing creatures they are!). “March” reminded Kimberly and me of another Antarctic movie “Eight Below” that we saw a week earlier (based on the true story of a dogsled team).
Kimberly’s father, Tom Hayek, brought along an adorable German Shepherd puppy, yet to be named, that he was transporting from one sister to another, and since Kimberly is unable to keep dogs at her apartment, I kept her at my place (the dog that is!). She slept most of the two nights she was here, but both mornings began a constant whine at 5 a.m. It gave me second thoughts about the idea of owning a dog!
Well, I’m back from Europe. It was a good trip. My messages on grace were very well received by both the missionaries and the bible school students. The first week in Croatia I spent in a hotel overlooking the Adriatic sea (the hotel patio ended at the stone beach and I had a balcony). It was really gorgeous. The second week in Albania I spent at my second cousin’s home with his cute family.
Croatia was beautiful and quite developed. I took one afternoon to see the old walled city of Dubrovnik. For somebody raised on knights-in-shining-armor fairytales, it was really delightful. You could walk the mile and a half circumference on top of the city wall and take little detours up into the towers. At points the walls were 200 feet high (how’s that for early skyscrapers!)
Albania was another matter all together. I have never been on such bad roads, even in Calcutta, India! I rode a bicycle the two miles to the school each day to teach because it was faster than taking a car. The school has about 20 students and I had to speak by translation.
In the two weeks I was gone, spring swept in. I left with gray, empty branches lacing the sky and I returned to a world covered in green. Spring is so beautiful here! It was good to see you bridgeway folks also on the way back.
I’m headed for Croatia and Albania this Thursday. the first week I speak to a dozen missionaries on a retreat and the second week I teach a class on grace to Albanian bible students. I’ll be flying out of Dulles, and hope to stay on a few days in D.C. to visit folks after returning April 22. I’ve been unusually apprehensive about this trip. Why does it feel you become more vulnerable when you grow?
I was very emotionally stable most of my life, but not emotionally healthy. I was just very good at overriding my own feelings and getting on with life. It felt better, but it had serious negative repercussions in my relationships with people and God. Now that I am learning to listen to emotions and make room for them, I have to deal with all kinds of bad feelings I didn’t have before. I’m less emotionally ‘stable’ but more emotionally healthy. It feels much worse than ignoring my feelings… it seems that is the way growth works–stepping into the things that are uncomfortable.
Berly and I watched regarding henry last night. I was very moved by the frailty and vulnerability of henry (harrison ford). I could identify with him so much better because before his accident he was ‘normal.’ I am realizing more and more these days how fearful I have always been of not being accepted by others. I covered it up so well that I was not even aware of it myself. I would tell myself that his opinion didn’t matter because he was ignorant, that she dismissed my views because her values were screwed up, that I didn’t want to be their friends anyway because they were not worthy of me.
I was so good and so quick at reacting to rejection… or perceived rejection… or even lukewarm acceptance that I didn’t realize how scared I was, afraid to face my real feelings. The rejection of others made me feel worthless, and if I admitted those feelings, it seemed I was agreeing with them… that I really wasn’t of value. So I convinced myself that I really didn’t care what others thought. Instead of being okay with who I was, I tried zealously to be someone better, to increase my self-worth by working hard to be smarter, more successful, more popular (at least with my chosen crowd). But deep down I knew that I really did care, deeply, about what others thought of me… even the approval of little kids and the socially marginal and mentally handicapped… those folks whose opinions shouldn’t really matter (as I thought).
It is amazing how frail I am, how scared of not measuring up, of not being welcomed or heard or appreciated. Just imagining people thinking badly of me makes me clutch inside like I was being pushed out the 10th story window. But here is the truth: my sense of frailty as I accept my own fears and inadequacies is actually a new courage. I was far more fragile and cowardly when I felt ‘strong’ and ‘successful’ and ‘didn’t care’ what people thought. Now I don’t need to take desperate measures to protect myself from others’ opinions of me. It is scary, but liberating. I am slowly learning who I really am… and to respect and appreciate who I am, with all my faults and failings.
We are all wounded, and out of self-protection we snap at those who touch our wounds… or we jump away. It is such a long, slow, scary process of healing, and we need each other to fully heal. So let us all encourage one another on to more courage and honesty and gracious thoughts about ourselves and others.
Thanks for your input about driving points. I followed Jen’s lead and took an online course (that lasted 3 hours instead of 8–self-paced) and will be good for 5 safe driving points. I have to go to a local center to take the ‘final,’ but you can take the final as often as needed to pass (and I think passing is just 80%). Everyone gets 1 safe driving point for each year without a citation (and you can have a max of 5 safe driving points). Your citation stays on your record only 2 years (I think it used to be 3), so if I’ve figured it correctly, I should actually be one point in the positive by this summer (passing the two year mark for my first of two 4-point citations for speeding)… unless they wait till the year end to update.
Those who have ridden with me will find it hard to believe that I am a much more laid-back driver now… my laid-back lifestyle inclines me that direction. Lynchburg is good for the soul… just not for the pocketbook! Since my finances are now sinking into the red, I’m going to have to get a job soon (but not before returning from Europe).
I don’t have much to report, but thought I should say something. I took the red cross CPR and first aid course so that I can get licensed to provide direct care to developmentally disabled folks. I am seriously considering joining the home where Kimberly works. One problem is that I have two speeding tickets in the last two years which doesn’t give me a good driving record (so I may not be able to transport folks)… does anybody know if there is a way to reduce points on your d.l. (like taking drivers ed. or something)? I will be going to Europe to speak to a small group of missionaries April 7, and will be flying out of D.C. so I hope to visit with some of you folks before and/or after.
I watched Memento a couple of nights ago. It was the most confusing, disorienting movie I have ever watched, but brilliant in making one vicariously experience what the actor (Guy Pearce) is experiencing. For those who haven’t seen it, it is about a guy who has no short-term memory… he can remember what happened to him before his head injury, but since that point, he can only remember events from the previous 5-10 minutes. He can only manage life by taking polaroid shots and writing himself notes as a substitute memory. To make us experience this feeling, the movie is shot in reverse, that is, it starts with the last event to happen and works backwards in time in 5-minute vignettes… so the viewer also doesn’t know what happened before the scene currently being shown (i.e. has no memory). To make it more confusing, it intersperses another sequence in black-and-white, which moves forward in time from the beginning… you reach the end of the movie as the forward moving sequence finally merges with the backward moving sequence so that the movie ends right in the middle (chronologically). They also close-cropped the shots and reduced other tell-tale locational cues (for instance, there are at least three different motels, but they all look alike). By the end of the movie, I understood the general plot, but the order of the sequences (which is important) was all confused. So I decided to watch it again now that I understood the plot (I’ve never done that before with a movie). But by the 4th sequence, I was again confused about what things had or had not happened by that point, so I ran the video to the end and started watching the colored sequence in reverse order (in other words, in the right order chronologically). It was well acted with a very creative plot and approach, but I guess it was the figuring it all out that really hooked me.
What Jes said about anger reminds me of a book I have been reading repeatedly for the last year and giving out as gifts to everyone, The Dance of Anger. It is so powerful, so insightful, and has helped me tremendously not only in understanding my anger, but so many other swirling emotions as well. I highly recommend it.
I am preparing to join Kimberly part time in working at L’Arche helping developmentally disabled folks in a group home. I feel so much more comfortable with the folks at L’Arche than with church folks… they are much more committed to honesty, real relationship, and a gracious spirit.
Xanga tells me it’s been 333 days since I joined. Hey, nobody told me how to get those linked little pictures of books/movies/etc. on my blog site. How do you do it? Come on, somebody and tell me the secret.
Berly and I watched a terrific movie the other day. I think it was called What Dreams May Come with Robin Williams (the title is so forgettable). If you interpret the segment on hell as a commentary on life in this world, it gives a much better take I think. But the theme (and subthemes) is powerful: someone who is deeply hurting is more deeply wounded rather than helped by the other person being ‘strong’ instead of empathetic.
1. My uncle once: had a cure for skin cancer on dogs… cod liver oil.
2. Never in my life have I: bought a car (until I bought Kimberly’s this fall)
3. The one person who can drive me nuts, but then can always make me smile: some people drive me nuts, lots of people make me smile… I can’t think of one person who does both.
4. High School is: where I grew up and finally bought completely into the evangelical paradigm of the world, from which I am still trying to extricate myself.
5. When I’m nervous: I take control of the situation or avoid it completely
6. The last time I cried was: Friday at the funeral of my good friend here in Lynchburg
7. If I were to get married right now my bridesmaids/groomsmen would be: My brother David… after that it would be a hard choice to limit it.
8. My hair: Kimberly likes it when I have a little curl in my bangs (I think maybe that’s a throwback to Grease that she starred in for her high school play)
9. My feet are: average
10. When I was 5: I attended a Japanese kindergarten
11. Last Christmas I: climbed Sharp Top Mountain with Kimberly.
12. When I turn my head left, I see: shelves of books to the ceiling.
13. When I turn my head right, I see: an old computer, filing cabinets, desk, CDs, books, trashcan, a window with blinds and black curtains.
14. When I look down I see: my spiderman pajamas.
15. The craziest recent event was: I had terrible stomach cramps and finally went to the emergency room at 3 a.m. (don’t ask for details!)
16. If I was a character on ‘Friends’ I’d be: chandler if I had to act it, but none of them are like me.
17. By this time next year: I hope to have my doctorate
18. The biggest truth I’ve learned in the last year: that my feelings are important to listen to.
19. I have a hard time understanding: why most things in a “dollar” store cost more than a dollar.
20. One time at a family gathering: our family made a quilt together for my folks 40th wedding anniversary depicting different scenes from their lives (I have it now).
21. You know I “like” you if: I put my arm around you or pat you on the arm or back
22. If I won an award, the first person (people) I’d thank is: God.
23. Take my advice: figure out who you are and then be yourself
24. My ideal breakfast is: a buffet including lots of danishes and donuts.
26. Where do you plan to visit anytime soon: D.C.
27. The farthest trip I have taken from home is to: India
28. I’d stop my wedding if: my bride couldn’t go through with it.
29. The world could do without: WWF
30. I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: give up sweets
31. Most recent thing you’ve bought yourself: books (surprised anyone?)
32. Most recent thing someone else bought you: today a sweatshirt from Peaks of Otter (at Sharp Top Mountain) from Kimberly.
33. My favorite time of day is: sunset, then dusk… but sometimes sunrise.
34. My favorite store is: Cinnabon or Cold Stone Creamery… if that doesn’t count, REI
35. favorite ringtone is: I just use a generic tone
36. And by the way: I’ve done almost nothing on my dissertation, and I’m happy about it!
37. The last time I was high: I’d like to try it sometime to see what it’s like.
38. The person who I last talked to told me: “I like you” (Kimberly)
39. I shouldn’t have been: going back for seconds on dessert after thirds on dinner plates at the lunch buffet today.
40. Once, at a bar/club: I went to support a female co-worker who didn’t want to be there with the guy who had invited her.
41. Last night: I watched The Right Stuff. I didn’t like it.
42. There’s this girl I know who is: pretty close to divorce because she and her husband don’t understand their own issues.
43. There is this guy I know: who died last week minutes before the super bowl started… kind of puts things in perspective.
44. A better name for me would be: Special K, Da Glass or Glass (from Douglas, my first name)
45. If I ever go back to school I’ll: get my Ph.D. in Theology
46. My birthday is on: January 23
