Sunday, November 13, 2011

Nature in My Antonia

From My Antonia when Jim is sitting in the middle of his grandma's garden:
"I kept as still as I could.  Nothing happened.  I did not expect anything to happen.  I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy.  Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge.  At any rate, that is happiness; to be dissolved into something complex and great.  When it comes to one, it comes as naturally as sleep" (12). 

Nature is often what brings me peace. If I am having a hard day, am upset, or just need to be alone, I almost always seek out nature. I like feeling like I am small -- the universe is so much bigger than I.  It is in nature that the world feels okay - I know am okay...I experience "enough", aka happiness.

I feel like the novel has a kind of curiosity intensity; the character is exploring both mentally and physically his new surroundings.  Jim at one point compares trees/treats trees as humans. His openness and compassion for nature is a ongoing theme in the text.

One night as he is looking up at the stars, Jim says, "though we had come from such different parts of the world, in both of us there was some dusky superstition that those shining groups have their influence on what is and what is not to be.”  (in reference to Antonia).  He appears to be a deeper character who is exploring his beliefs on fate, nature, and himself. 

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Some more Gwendolyn Brooks

I found myself a little enchanted with Gwendolyn Brooks after reading her work in class the other day.  So I looked at a few more of her poems and found this one to be one of my favorites:


My Dreams, My Works, Must Wait Till After Hell by Gwendolyn Brooks
I hold my honey and I store my bread 
In little jars and cabinets of my will. 
I label clearly, and each latch and lid 
I bid, Be firm till I return from hell. 
I am very hungry. I am incomplete. 
And none can give me any word but Wait, 
The puny light. I keep my eyes pointed in; 
Hoping that, when the devil days of my hurt 
Drag out to their last dregs and I resume 
On such legs as are left me, in such heart 
As I can manage, remember to go home, 
My taste will not have turned insensitive 
To honey and bread old purity could love.



This poem speaks to me because it is about hope, waiting for the "dawn to come" and that if you just wait and hope (or "sit and hold") that your life will work itself out.  
I think this can be very applicable to the victims of racial discrimination in the early 20th century because they had hope that times would change; there was some glimmer of light in the future that "hell" would end.
I came across this quote in a book about appreciating your life for what it is:
"Hell is wanting to be something and somewhere different from where you are.  If that is true, and I believe it is, most of us spend most of our lives in hell".
Regardless of our beliefs about hell, I believe that hope can be a good thing for any person.  I know that there is this belief that some people have that after they go through a really hard time, that then they will be able to achieve their dreams and works; they will eventually reach some type of satisfaction.  But what I know (and have been trying to work on with myself) is to accept my life for what it is, keep hoping, and believe that my dreams and works are happening now and are possible in the future.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

A Further Note on Religion as an Identity Factor

I came across this article on the Washington Post website:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/patheos-on-faith/post/10-questions-worth-asking-about-a-candidates-faith/2011/09/26/gIQAOqlX0K_blog.html

"So, in the spirit of journalistic “fairness,” here is a suggested (albeit incomplete) list of 10 questions worth asking about a candidate’s faith:
1. How does your faith inform your public service?
2. In what ways has your faith experience helped you become a better citizen? A better leader?
3. Can America truly be “great” apart from God and a belief in God?
4. What role might your faith play in the event of a national emergency (i.e., terrorist attack, nuclear war, etc.)?
5. Should Mayor Bloomberg have been allowed prayer at the 9/11 Memorial event this month in NYC? How would you have handled this?
6. Has your faith changed you as a person? In what ways?
7. Does your faith experience cause you to be more accepting of other people’s belief systems or less?
8. After 9/11, the song “God Bless America” was often sung at public events (i.e., sporting events, etc.). In what ways do you believe God has “blessed” America? In what ways do you pray God will continue to “bless” America?
9. Do you view your entrance into public office as a means for advancing your particular faith group or denomination?
10. In what ways do your commitments to faith and family help qualify you for public office?"


I am reminded again of how much religion is an identity factor.  People are drawn to it, repelled by it.  People judge it, shun it.
In politics, it is a very large decision for some people when they vote.  People judge candidates based on their religion.  In politics, it is an inescapable part of one's identity.  They have to pick a "religious" view to hold by so that they have something to tell the voters.  It's something a lot of people are about.

Religious Identity = A Choice?

Yesterday in class we talked about something that I just can't stop thinking about:

Religion is a legitimate form of identity that everyone gets to choose.  It is a choice.  It is not common for a lot of identity forms to be able to be chosen.  But, religion defines a person, and it is one of those parts of identity that isn't always rooted in your childhood.

I tried to think about what other identity factors are "choosable".
Family is not -- you don't get to choose your family members, but you do get to choose how you identify with them and also how much you include them in your life (at least when you're older.  Children don't really get a choice).
Race is not a choice. It is a physicality that cannot be changed really; it is an almost-forced identity.
Your environment, such as small town or big city; lots of siblings or only child, school environment, etc, are not really chosen by you.  Yes you can change how much you want your "history of environment" to be a part of you, but part of it will always be with you.
You get to choose your friends, yes.  They somewhat identify you.

I guess that for me, religion is something I grew up with.  I grew up going to Lutheran church.  But once I was really old enough to choose what faith meant to me and develop my views, I decided to keep religion as a part of me.  And it really is a big part of who I am.  I guess I have chosen to let it be part of my identity because that's what is important to me.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

A few thoughts on "Chicago's Influence on Religion"

As I read through the article, I found myself having a few different thoughts on "Chicago's Influence on Religion", by Martin Marty. 


"Moody came as a young businessman who was soon found to be a success at “soul-winning.
The first was about Moody -- he arrived in Chicago as a "soul-winning" man.  He promised hope, renewal, etc, to the American people.  For so many people, the idea of "soul-winning" is important -- I believe that an American ideal is that people always want to be better, and people idolize those who they think are the best.  Because someone can offer people a way to be better, to be "soul-winning' and pure -- a way to reach their own goal -- it makes sense that Moody would go to Chicago.  It was a huge city (it still is).  It didn't really have the risk of failure because there were so many people and so many possibilities to succeed.
"Moody came as a young businessman who was soon found to be a success at “soul-winning.


The second, is that even in religious growth can race not be escaped.  But this time, no one could argue that race wasn't a plus -- most African Americans were Christian of some sort, and because this was the dominant religion, people couldn't scorn them from their religion.  African Americans could escape their race barriers just a tiny bit when it came to religion - they were allowed to believe the same as white people; it was something both races could identify with.
"After the Catholic immigrations, the greatest change came during and after the two world wars and in the prosperous postwar period, when African Americans by the many thousands migrated, especially from the rural South. They brought with them Methodist, Baptist, and later Pentecostal faiths associated with the South. They made their homes in the South and West Sides of the city, areas which most whites left. Catholicism and white Protestantism became increasingly suburban phenomena, although Catholic parishes persisted and Catholicism remained the majority faith in the city."


The third is about African-American gospel music.  When I saw this paragraph, I immediately thought of my experience in choir.  In every single choir I've been in I have sung gospel music, even including Cantorei this year (we've already sung two gospel pieces).  It is fun, it is upbeat, it is different, and it is a reminder that much of our musical heritage comes from our religion -- whether it be gospel music or old hymns. 
"The Chicago influence has spread to other arts as well. One can make the case that “gospel” and “soul,” major African American contributions to religious music, originated in Chicago. Thomas Dorsey was the pioneer of gospel music, and singers like Mahalia Jackson helped carry it to the rest of the nation and much of the world. Long before that, Billy Sunday's musical partner, Homer Rodeheaver, influenced the kind of evangelistic gospel song popular in revivalistic Protestantism.Northwestern University's school of music fostered world-acclaimed classical church music, for example through the compositions of Leo Sowerby. GIA Publications, under Catholic auspices, and Hope Publishing in Wheaton, an evangelical house, have encouraged and published music that shapes styles across the nation and wherever American religious influence spreads."

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Fostering Community -- St. Olaf Style

Today in class we discussed Pullman's little village, and whether or not his rules as well as the villages set up fostered community.  My conclusion was that they both help and hurt the community, but as Marissa said, it's a give-and-take process. Some people like some of the rules that others hate.  It goes back and forth, but all in all everyone works together to make the community last.

I thought of how this relates to St. Olaf.  There's the honor code, which everyone works to uphold.  There's the alcohol policy; some hate it, some love it. But the community works within it. There's the final exam policy (which, rumor has it, is getting changed) that every class has to have a final exam period.  This can be a burden or a gift.

Either way, each of the rules within the St. Olaf community are liked or disliked by many different people. But these are things (opportunity costs) that students and faculty give up to be at a place like this.  We make compromises to help foster community within the college, and in doing so, we create a welcoming and accepting atmosphere.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Business and Its Culture

"For him [Pullman] there was never any distinction between culture and business; indeed, his business was founded upon the manufacture of a new life-style of travel...Pullman's meticulous attention to monopolizing the means of supervision also had another purpose.  He wished to change the behavior of his customers and his workers through manipulation of the cultural environment - to transform them into better customers and workers" (Gilbert 146-147).

Pullman wanted to combine culture and business into one.  For him, it was one combined idea.  For other's, it was separate.  He wanted the highest standard of commitment and work from his employees, and he wanted his customers to spend as much money and love the company as much as possible.  He loved his work culture and wanted to make it an enjoyable place to be -- his work was his life, so he wanted to make it a good enough place to spend a lot of time.

Thinking about this concept of combining business and culture into one kinda fits my recent experience of interviewing with Northwestern Mutual (this morning, actually) for a summer internship in 2012.  It went really well, and I left smiling and excited about the position.  The recruiter was very excited and happy to be where he is -- I was reminded of how important a friendly, happy, supportive work environment really is.  My recruiter combines his business and culture into one -- to have the best, most profitable clients as possible, as well as leading the best, most talented set of interns as he possibly can.