Category: pondering this…


I know my grandpa (RIP) loved my dad, because I know I love my son. And I know I love my son because my dad loves me. If I can love my son, it’s because my dad loves me. If my dad can love me it’s because his dad loved (loves?) him.

People love when they have been loved. If a person does not demonstrate the consistent capacity to love another and themselves, it is up to those outside of the immediate family to love them (action verb), since they have been given the gift of being loved themselves.

Whenever I doubt the importance of loving another (translation, being vulnerable), I will remember this.

Loving you,
Ponder

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Beauty ~ Truth ~ Goodness

Teaching is an art form, according to many. And in the art of teaching, there is a balance between discovering beauty, truth and goodness. We all make our own way through life, and along the road we can find examples of beauty that encourage us to stop and pay attention, just for beauty’s sake. Perhaps most would agree that schools often find themselves in the position of teaching truth (mathematics, science, grammar, geography, social studies, history, engineering, physics, biology, chemistry) and goodness (behavior, etiquette, morality, kindness, fairness, justice, relationship building.)

But Can Beauty Be Taught?

Can a person teach someone else ‘what’ is beautiful? I say no. But, perhaps we can teach someone what beauty ‘is.’ This may at first glance appear to be the realm of art, music, theater, and dance, and certainly we should start there, but hopefully we begin to see parallels in other areas too.

What makes a piece of art visually beautiful? What makes a particular performance of music beautiful? What makes great choreography, movement and dramatic acting beautiful? Everyone has a favorite piece of art or music or dance or film that inspires them. Most students by the age of 7 can point to certain things that they claim as beautiful, or pretty, or special. And in fact, as part of our personal development and growth, we identify with the people, places and things around us in some way and in to some degree. The developing sense of ego and self make us stronger people and allow us to better interact with those around us, contributing more and more to society and culture as we mature.

But identity is not what we’re after here exactly. What we’re looking for is beauty and how to teach it, if that’s even possible.

The Eye of the Beholder

Self-identification with our internal, external and eternal self.

We all identify with certain thoughts, feelings, visions, imaginations, dreams, desires, hopes, fears and loves. All of these are internal or intangible.

We also all share certain external (both interior and exterior) biology, chemistry and behaviors. On our insides (interiors) we have our organs, bones, muscles all the way down to blood chemistry, neurological pathways, synapses, and beyond to cells, molecules, and atoms. On our outsides (exteriors), we have our skin, unique facial features, hair, and voice. These are all things we can point to in physical space or find under a microscope.

And all these things behave in similar ways across the planet. Watch a football game on TV and notice how when people all stand up in the stands together there’s a unique set of motions that all people are going through to rise from a seated position. There’s a specific rhythm and kinesthetic motion we all share. And our bodies are constantly behaving in similar ways from eating, digesting, peeing and pooping, to running, walking, climbing and swimming.

And NONE of these things are internal, they are all external.

Beauty Lives Within Us, Not Outside Us

We could even say, ‘Beauty lives within us, and not without us.’ (That’s a fun one to sit with for a moment or a day or more…..) While we point to a piece of art or piece of architecture out there, what we’re actually doing, in my opinion, is recognizing something within us.

It Takes One to Know One

Any young child from my generation remembers this witty comeback to an insult. Beauty is like this. It takes beauty to recognize beauty. And in my experience everyone has infinite beauty within them, but learning to see it is a lesson of an entire lifetime.

The Statue of David 

https://i0.wp.com/www.examiner.com/images/blog/EXID29593/images/david_face2.jpgNothing could have prepared me for the moment, over 10 years ago, when I saw the Statue of David by Michelangelo in Florence, Italy. It wasn’t just that I didn’t know which room I was walking into, it was that the experience of this magnificent work of stunning beauty is beyond words, and therefore, no one could have prepared me for what I would see and experience. However, I recognized it then, and recognize it now as surely one of the single most beautiful works of humankind ever. It is transcendent, inspiring, awesome – a true wonder to behold. It is rightly regarded as beautiful by most because it is a statue of a human. —“It Takes One to Know One”— And humans have access to all three realms: Beauty, Truth, and Goodness.

I recommend that you see it before you die. In all the 40 days through 7 countries, and 12 major cities, countless geographies, landscapes and ecosystems, this one moment, this one work of beauty, dwarfs all others, literally and figuratively.

There are art critiques and histories galore, but what I was overtaken with was just the one word: beauty.

John Coltrane “A Love Supreme”

A Love SupremeThe tenor saxophone players who make my top five are John Coltrane, Sonny Rollins, Dexter Gordon, Stan Getz and Stanley Turrentine. When John Coltrane recorded “A Love Supreme” he left a musical treasure of profound beauty. He moved past conventional musical boundaries to co-create with Jimmy Garrison, bass, McCoy Tyner, piano, and Elvin Jones, drums. Perhaps it’s his greatest album of all time. For sure he left the conventional behind for ever after. While this album pushes the boundaries of then-current limits, the music was/is still accessible to most jazz fans and probably most lovers of beautiful music. It touches on the roots of jazz: blues and spirituals and it moves through four different movements: Acknowledgment, Resolution, Pursuance, Psalm; tying it, at least loosely, with the symphonic form of Western classical music.

The ‘lyrics’ of the album are a prayer Coltrane wrote. And at the beginning of the album, near the end of Acknowledgment, the band chants “a Love Supreme” 19 times before moving into Resolution, the 2nd movement. Listening to the entire album from beginning to end is highly recommended. Words cannot convey the feelings and impressions I get while listening to it. Please enjoy and share with others.

A Love Supreme by John Coltrane (1964)

Beauty Can Be Taught

Yes. Yes it can. It is taught through introspection, meditation, contemplation and reflection. It is taught every time someone asks another ‘how are you?’ In the sharing of our emotions, feelings, thoughts, dreams, imagination and entire internal world, we are drawing up from the well our internal and eternal self, bringing that beauty into the external world for another to experience.

It is taught each time we have an awareness of the timeless and eternal within us and around us. Even a fleeting glimpse of these states of awareness has an immediate and lasting impact on the psyche and soul. And it’s this that can be taught and must be taught if our world has any chance of continued growth into further states and stages of health, wealth and happiness.

Love and Light

In closing today, the classic ‘Big Three’ of Beauty, Truth, and Goodness are all manifestations of Love. In all the philosophies, religions, spiritual paths, schools of thought and action, Love truly is the driving force underneath, behind, and surrounding all of us.

In each moment this English language maxim holds true: “No Love, know fear. Know Love, no fear.”

To bring us back to Love instead of fear, the Eskimo shaman Najagnek brings us this simple medicine:

“Be not afraid of the Universe.”

Until next time……Love and Light…………….

I realized again, more than ever before, the difference between being nice and being kind.

For the past few weeks, a man sought me out at my school to inquire about the possibility of working with our students on the topic of jazz improvisation. He talked the talk, as the saying goes. He said several things that sounded very accurate in their relationship to jazz pedagogy and improvisational theory and practice. However, there were also several things that did not ring true.

His mention of several famous jazz musicians was so frequent as to be simple name-dropping, as if I needed to be reminded that Miles Davis and Charlie Parker were important historic figures in the jazz world, was borderline insulting.  He can scat with convincing rhythm and melodic content, talk about dominant chords, substitutions, and chord alterations with the best of them, but he didn’t have the social skill awareness to relate to others in a grounded, real way. In my opinion, he spent too much time in his head, and not enough in the world.

BEING NICE

Why I invited him in to work with our students came down to this: being nice. I thought the guy deserved a shot. I wanted to be nice to a guy, who was old enough to be my dad, and could talk a good game. Out of respect for his age and talk, I gave him a shot. It didn’t work out.

Count Basie being nice is not like me being nice

When I was 24 years old, I read Stephen Covey’s ‘7 Habits of Highly Successful People.’ I came up with my own personal mission statement. As part of the suggestions Covey makes to his readers, he recommends thinking about what I would want people to say about me at my own funeral. I remembered reading what Count Basie said about himself, that he just wanted people to think he was a nice guy. Well, admiring Count Basie as much as I did and still do, I took that on in a very real way. I went out of my way in all my interactions in my professional and personal life to be nice. Not that it was hard to come by since I have a very sweet mother and father and all my family can be described as nice, at least most of the time.

Count Basie lived in a very different world than I do. He lived within a very segregated America, filled with racism and outright hatred. He worked around pimps, hustlers, and criminals, as well as drug users and dealers. He also managed to lead a band for almost 50 years that left one of the largest impacts on American music and dance, right up there with Duke Ellington and Benny Goodman. My admiration for Count Basie isn’t the problem. My taking on ‘being nice’ as a personally relevant and culturally appropriate habit was just out of line with who I know myself to be.

For Count Basie, being nice was actually a very high and lofty goal, that many people in that time, era and circumstances just couldn’t aspire to. The fact that he had so many famous musicians, then and later, come through his employ is a testament to this simple philosophy held by one of the greatest band leaders and musicians American has ever produced.

But I’m no Count Basie, and I need to be kind, not nice. [And I’m certainly NOT implying that Count Basie would particularly agree with my characterization of him in this way. I’m just pointing out that my admiration of the man and his music was con-fused with my understanding of what being nice actually looks like.]

I digress….

BEING KIND

If I had been kind, I would have asked him tougher questions and gotten a better feel for his personal trustworthiness, not just the truth of the ‘system’ he purported to have developed. Once he actually stood in front of the kids, his truth didn’t match up with his trustworthiness.

Truth and Trustworthiness

No matter what he said, there was no escaping the gap between his truth, i.e. the system, the vocabulary, the chord/scale relationship and his trustworthiness, i.e. his way of being with others, his name-dropping, and his inability to ask questions and listen to other people. He seemed compelled to share everything he had ‘figured out’ and very uninterested in what anyone else had to share. If he was as certain of his system as he claimed to have been, his ability to demonstrate it on his instrument and relate it to others in a simple, straight-forward way would have  been more apparent, even in just one 70-minute session. When the session was over, the students were left with very little practical application. They had received very little instruction, just lots of talking to.

Lesson Learned

What I learned from this experience is to be kind, not nice. Being kind, as one of my students later shared with me, is something that’s on the inside, while being nice is something that’s mostly on the outside. Wow, huh?! Being kind might look like telling the truth, rather than being nice about that truth. The saying isn’t ‘Being nice shall set you free.’ The truth shall set you free and it’s kind to be truthful. It’s kind to ask tough questions. It’s kind to say no to someone that isn’t being trustworthy, no matter how nice I want to be.

~The two shall never meet~

 

A friend recently said, “…if you don’t have hate, you don’t have anything.”

I took that to mean that without a goal, something to push for or against, then I don’t have anything. Love being the opposite of fear, one precludes the other. Find that which is fearful, it is also loveful. Yet, they are not on the same level; one is not the end of the other. Discover the thing that I fear and I will love it too, by transformation. Transformed by my attention and focus, my awareness and consciousness, it becomes my pursuit and passion and joy. What I previously feared, I now love.