Wednesday, December 3, 2008

When the World has Dealt its Cards

July 20, 2008This is an excerpt from a 60 page paper I wrote for an english class. It proved to be more of a journal for me than a tedious assignment. I loved every moment of it. Mr. Jacobs was an incredible instructor...actually I think he just finished his autobiography...i 'm going to go google it. Enjoy my rant ::

So my boyfriend blogs. Blogs are something entirely of this generation. I feel like this world is getting more and more complicated. I am going to be the old lady that is still hand-writes and listens to CD’s, because those things will one day be lost like everything else. Blogs are healthy though. They are public journals, for the most part, and likely therapeutic to the writer, like all writing is. Hopefully. And may I recognize that I use the words “therapeutic” and “healthy habits” often. I am always trying to discover these healthy habits in life and be apart of them. I feel like I am a constant tornado of stress, demands, and lack of everything: mostly time, money, humility, and patience. I’ll put in a “UGGGG” to that. So I was reading and pondering Bradd’s blog. Thank goodness he blogs. It attracts my heart to his. When I am done reading, in my head of course, I am repeating I love you’s. I am fond of how his brain works and the secrets that he shares with the world. He is a genius—nothing short of it in my eyes. And that’s how it should be. So he wrote, “All my life I told myself that one day I’d be the Dr. Jones in the story of my life. I’d take life by the reigns and shake it into submission, then ride it to the man I wanted to be. Recently a spiritual leader in my life asked me if I could truly look at myself through unbiased eyes, and see who I actually was. Could I ask myself if the deeds I committed that day brought me closer to who I imagined myself to be? Or, was I simply imagining harder and harder everyday that I hadn’t diverged from the path. So this made me remember and turn back into my notes…some weeks back, Mr. Jacobs explained to the class that “You’re never up to date” on how you see yourself. There is a lag in there. How other’s see you is somewhere ahead of how you see yourself, and this occurs through out life. This is a very difficult concept to wrap one’s brain around. I can state, easily, how I see myself. I agree that how I see myself and how others view me are different in most aspects but also similar in some. I don’t truly know other people’s opinions though. Most people are just not that honest, and blunt to my face, I think. This is hard.

Bradd’s comment is concerning himself spiritually, but this can also be applied to all aspects of our lives. Can we look through the bird’s eye and see what we really are—that we were moving forward toward who we want to be—or is that an object of our imagination? Is that something that we desire badly enough that we trick, and short change, our self into believing we’re there? It would be fabulous if we did have a clear and truthful concept of what we REALLY are, then a more heightened what we want to be. There should be a difference—a space between the two—ALWAYS. This is the room to grow. This is the room to learn, gain knowledge and experience, and the opportunity to live a blessed life. These are humble moments. If you think about it, the only times in life where we don’t have this humble perspective of reflection is when our hearts are prideful. When we think that we’re fine with where we are at, that this is good enough, and that we’re the best. Now that is unhealthy. Perhaps because people are generally not very open about this process of self analysis, I think that more people than not ARE filled with this pride. I know that even when I was young, before I learned of the gospel, I was a spiritual person. I was interested in philosophy and digging deeper into the mysteries of life. I wake up in the morning and know what my purpose is in life. I know who I am and where I am going because I have knowledge of Heavenly Father’s Plan. There is so much more happiness available when we realize why we are here on earth and the mission we have. Prideful people, which often includes me, let their personal desires and selfish, temporal pleasure rule their lives instead of understanding the bigger picture.

Looking this deeply into ourselves, knowing that we’re usually hardest on ourselves, can become a depressing action. This concept, in generality, is that we should have goals. We should have knowledge of the correct steps that need to be taken to reach those goals. We should, somehow, hold ourselves or have other’s hold us accountable for reaching those goals. We should be in-tune with our own lives enough to know who we want to be and how our status is in achieving them.

Back to the statement that Mr. Jacobs made, I don’t know that there is just a lag in from how we see ourselves as to how others view us. I think there is always a difference, not necessarily a lag, but that we never really view ourselves the same as others do. I don’t have any information or science to back up the idea either way…so I don’t really know why I feel the way I do because it can not be proven. I just do. I DO think, though, that all persons in our lives know only particles of our being. Maybe an incredibly close spouse would know you top to bottom, but in most cases—YOU are the only one who really knows who you are. That is except for Heavenly Father who knows all and sees all. I think that Heavenly Father probably knows me better than I know myself because I AM tainted and biased by my desires to be something that is beyond who I am today. This is an interesting idea, but also something that can not really be proven. Who we are is always changing and could be different from day to day. But let me sum up what I think I am, who I want to be, and what I think others view me as.

There are a couple things that I know for a fact. I know that I am:: a daughter of God, a sister to many, a student, an athlete, a waitress, and someone’s ex-wife. I am strong, quick to learn, and efficient. I am hard working, bossy, and in love with love. I am passionate, small, and currently sick. I am incredibly opinionated, careful, and outgoing. I am proud and well mannered, tired and ready to learn more. I am the girl that played soccer with the boys while the girls were cheerleaders. I am the one speaking my mind and laughing at your jokes. I am an aspiring artist. Aspiring. I am young and experienced. I am poor and doing well. I am behind but I am so very blessed.

There are some things that I am; but there are many more that I am not. I fall short. I always do. The questions and theme stated previously are heavy questions because we want to be WHAT WE ARE NOT. My list of thing that I AM are fine and dandy but the question of “Am I becoming who I want to be?” is addressing that there are things that I lack, areas that I lack. What are these? What do I want to be, that I am not already? I want to be a mother. More than anything. I want to be worthy, more patient, and charitable. I want to be able to wake up for an early morning run. I want to be a better daughter to my parents. I want to be humble and obedient. I want to have more energy. I want to be more sympathetic, kind, and optimistic. I want to be a more talented and experienced photographer. I want to be helping others. I want to travel, write more, and speak Italian. I want to be a personal trainer, gardener, and scrapbooker. I want to be a decent cook. I want to hold parties, play with my kids, and sing. I want to snowboard, start my genealogy, and read more books. I want to make a new anklet, bake with my grandma, and go for a walk. I want to love beyond the curves of my heart. I want to be a better example to others. I want to give more. I want to dance, stretch, and drive a nicer car. I want to play more and work less. I want to build up the kingdom of God. I want to keep old friends, make lasting ones, and smile at strangers. I want to graduate and get a massage. There are more things that I want.

3 comments:

Bradd said...

This is deep, meaningful and touching. It transplants me to the memory of the intoxicating letters we used to share. You are insightful and brilliant. I wish I'd been less caught up in myself, and taken the time for you when it would have mattered. I hope I left you in a better place than I found you.

desiredshots PHOTOGRAPHY said...

thank you bradd. life is funny.
and yes, i am truly conent and happy and fulfilled in this time in my life. you're part of the art that got me here.

desiredshots PHOTOGRAPHY said...

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