Monday, December 31, 2012

Around the Way: Branches and Buildings

reaching branches

“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show. ” ―Andrew Wyeth.
 
An apt quote for a New Year, when potential sits quietly underneath natures' surface, dormant and slumbering for a time. Blessings to your and yours in 2013, from my heart to yours. Marie Doucette
 

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Samsara


http://barakasamsara.com/

I'm a sucker for gorgeous pictorial movies, though I prefer visual content over pointlessly pretentious art-house flicks that play with the audience's senses of boredom or horror, like Eraserhead* or Koyaanisqatsi*. There's not enough pot, booze, or combined substances on the planet to make those movies palatable to me. *http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eraserhead *http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Koyaanisqatsi

You know by now that I have a bent for human spirituality, with their common universal themes of faith and enduring hope. This movie has our glorious, colorful world at it's best and worst, typically with a juxtaposition of natural formations and sacred spaces versus man made machinations of failure.The directors do a beautiful job linking together modern alienation with a brutally cruel factory farming system (that's rough but necessary, how we mercilessly slaughter living creatures for our consumption), veal pen office environments that strip us of choice and humanity by creating a false sense of lonesomeness and territoriality, sexual loneliness coupled with a crippling angst, expressed in sad, slow images of dehumanized sex workers grinding en masse followed by clips of rows of blow up dolls for simulated copulation in a world that's overabundant with our species; these harmful, wasteful things that take us farther away from the cleansing beauty of water and light than we should be. We need to remove this horrible distance to reclaim a world that's ours by birthright.

It's old school film making; just a few artists with a real 60mm film camera, traveling the world in a quest to capture who we are, with no compromises or shortcuts. Check it out, and be riveted. 

Friday, December 21, 2012

Around the Way: Holiday Season


Corner of Third


At Home: Warmth and Cheer


Christmas time at 3rd Street
This year is a low key Christmas for me for many reasons, so it has become one that I can celebrate without all the hype and merchandise. I see it as a great opportunity for reflection and expression. The theme is very simple: trees, lights, and The Nativity. I have a small African sculpture of the scene carved out of salt sitting underneath this tree, a gift I got from my mom from UNICEF, and a 3D paper assemblage sits atop one of the bookcases. 

The second tree is on the mantle, next to the t.v. In my bedroom, I have a wise man riding on a camel, another gift , this one given to me by my stepmother. I couldn't help but notice my decor is remarkably similar to my church's, though on a much humbler and smaller scale. After so many years of kowtowing to others peoples' ideas about the holidays, ones that were always forced upon me, I also couldn't help but notice that this years' decorations feel the most authentic to me and my ideas about Christmas. 

They bring me a sense of peace and calm I had yet to feel around the holidays, and for that first, I am truly grateful. It's important to feel that connection. How will you celebrate this year in a way that feels true to you?

 

Monday, December 17, 2012

Sharing


berry bush
Yesterday I "shadowed" one of the wonderful ladies in my parish who volunteers as a teacher for the children's services in the back of our church, while the adult congregation hears the more sophisticated sermon from the priest up front. It's a time to introduce basic concepts that are central to our faith. I chose the group who have yet to receive the sacrament we call Communion*. That age is a good fit for me as a writer and illustrator of picture books, books made to facilitate a child's development from the pictorial to more text literate.

It was the Third Sunday of Advent, a time spent in preparation for Christmas, or Christ's birth, though it's not an exact calendar match. Roman Catholicism derives its' timetables from pagan holidays and their seasons, easing the conversion from polytheism. As such, our holidays take much from traditional and ancient concepts of the earth's rotation around the sun. The Wise Men of yore found Our Savior through navigating the North Star* across the sky, a star bright in the winter. *http://earthsky.org/brightest-stars/polaris-the-present-day-north-star

The overwhelming commercialization of our holiday is something I've written about before, and it is a good point to repeat, but something else caught my attention. The children's curriculum focused primarily on John, a follower who became known as St. John the Baptist, for blessing converts through water purification, common to many religions of the world, as his custom was derived from Judaism. He was often confused with The Messiah, because he gave sermons of great impact to the crowds who gathered for baptism.

I thought that the best (and most simple) concept of the day was that of sharing. How many of us get cold, hastily bought gifts of gaudy plastic baubles or horrible clothes, that are banished to the backs of our closets and of no use? We all have, and they only serve as sad reminders that the giver is someone not even well-acquainted enough with us to know what we want or need, a dusty relic of the kind of spiritual poverty that pervades so many people's lives.

Take this from the Gospel of Luke, paraphrased for children, that preaches a message of love instead: Be generous and kind and always ready to share whatever you have with others. Be honest and fair and be happy with what you have.

From that basic idea, we can derive an easy set of actions for kids to do with their parents, ideas about spreading a love that sustains when that toy breaks two days after Christmas. 
- give what we can to local charities, 
- bring a card or gift to someone who lives alone, 
- give outgrown toys to a local nursery school or child's home in the neighborhood. 

Donate, and give, give, give. That's the stuff that survives for ages. Blessings to you during this week!

Saturday, December 15, 2012

A Green Kind of Clean


Cancer has run rampant through my family, a group known for their overall good health and robust nature. On my maternal side, there's serious longevity passed down through the women, who often live until their late 90's. But recently, minor cancers have been cropping up: first with my aunts, then my mother, a finally with my father. A more serious and life-threatening Stage Four lymphatic cancer attacked my paternal cousin, who ultimately won her long, hard battle, though not without knowing she would develop ancillary cancers as the result of her very aggressive treatments. She fought those and won, too. None of them smoke, drink, or eat to excess.

When our lifespans should be increasing, and they slowly are, isn't it natural for diseases to crop up among the aged? I used to think that, but my cousin was in her 50's at the time of her diagnosis, as was one of my aunts. So then, what is it? I remain convinced it is from the combined toxins we are constantly exposed to through the products we use and consume. A co-worker, her father a leading geneticist, told me the theory I proposed was essentially the same as her father's, a man who ran a famous lab with big, moneyed grants: cancer is the result of environment combined with genetics.

What then can we do to rule out environmental causes? Be very, very careful with the items we bring into our households. It's unfortunate that most "green" products remain more expensive than the cheaper chemical laden products we grew up with. We're also a nation on the go, used to quick, easy fixes. But, that cleaner that works so well for you carries a hefty price tag by compromising your health.

I started using green cleaners years ago, when I could afford them. The problem is, they just aren't that effective. I'm also no stranger to the recession, so I went back to using cheap cleaners laden with Sodium Lauryl Sulfate*. In of itself it may not be harmful, but more research needs to be done about how daily usage of common products interact with each other in our bodies, causing gene mutations. Since these products have been altered chemically in a lab, do we really know how that soapy bath product combines with the chemical you just washed the tub with? Probably not well, and the skin is a porous layer that opens upon immersion into warm water. * http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sodium_lauryl_sulfate.

I've been researching readily available green products for cleaning and beauty for awhile, especially those that are less costly and effective: http://www.mariedoucette.blogspot.com/2012/11/green-on-cheap.html. The experiments continue, and the very old tub in the bathroom was ripe for it. Years and layers of soap scum became immune to commercial cleansers anyway, forcing me to improvise. I'd been using baking soda as a hair rinse. Why not as a cleanser?

Buh-bye tenacious soap scum!
I was amazed at the results. It stripped away tough clinging soap scum like the most expensive, fume-laden, cough-inducing product you've ever used, and with very little elbow grease. I just used a sponge, no abrasive pad or anything like that, and it actually came away with a couple of swipes. Fantastic! Not the cleanser you buy, but the baking soda we've had in our kitchens all this time and overlooked. Give it a go. It's a $1.00 a box for something that works and isn't bad for you. How often does that happen? Not often enough, in my book.  Happy Cleaning to you!

Me, in the bathroom. Glamorous, right?

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Free Tibet!



Yesterday I saw a "Free Tibet!" demonstration in midtown. It was a great reminder for me that many people of the world are still fighting for autonomy and freedom of religion, while we can enjoy these freedoms here in the States, especially during the holiday season. 


I don't often go to the Times Square district (too many tourists), so I found this devotion to faith and homeland a refreshing change from the usual overwhelming commercialism that bombards the senses from every direction.


I was trying to find a street address for my errand, so I crisscrossed the protesters twice. The first time I passed them by, a demonstrator handed me the flyer you see pictured above. It reminded me of the famous album cover for Rage Against the Machine that shows a monk burning himself to death in protest. Such passion and pain!


About a block later, an African-American New Yorker dressed as a security guard looked at me, smiled, and gave me the "Power to the People" fist. I immediately smiled back. Exactly.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

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Street Art: Graffiti Town


Fifth Avenue Lot