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“The Back of the Turtle”: gentle reminder

Thomas King is a brilliant storyteller.  I wished for two things reading this novel: one, that he was telling it to me over a course of meetings over coffee or a meal, and two, that it wouldn’t end.  The world and characters he created were so life-like and curious that I was slowing down near the end of the book to make it last longer.

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Source: http://www.cbc.ca/books/2014/09/thomas-king-discusses-the-back-of-the-turtle.html

In the novel, a First Nation on the West Coast is completely destroyed by a newly created bacterium, GreenSweep.  Not used properly, GreenSweep kills everything and everyone in its path in the hopes of clearing brush to lay a pipeline. The irony is that the man who helped to create GreenSweep is Indigenous and knew people in the Reserve that was completely destroyed.  How do you seek forgiveness?  How do you make up for life’s biggest mistakes?

This novel is grounded in the Earth.  It shows the importance of the relationship between people and Earth and what happens when that relationship is taken for granted or exploited?

In the beginning of Barkskins by Anne Proulx, she includes this quotation:

In Anitquity every tree, every spring, every stream, every hill had its own genius loci, its guardian spirit. These spirits were accessible to men, but were very unlike men; centaurs, fauns, and mermaids show their ambivalence.  Before one cut a tree, mined a mountain, or dammed a brook, it was important to placate the spirit in charge of that particular situation, and to keep it placated.  By destroying pagan animism, Christianity made it possible to exploit nature in the mood of indifference to the feelings of natural objects. (Lynn White, Jr.)

After years of reading Canadian Indigenous literature, I am still amazed by the generous humour that they employ.  The humour is gracious because the atrocities that have occurred in Indigenous communities is horrible, yet often times authors approach their message with humour, which engages all readers.  We know that satire is one of the most powerful means of bringing about new thoughts and change, yet this story is a gentle humour that is embraces and brings in readers to the story.  The story is then heard by more and thought of more.  Yet, I believe it comes from a generous spirit.

One of the most heartwarming moments for me was the surprise appearance of some Alberta Elders: Narcisse Blood and Leroy Little Bear (pg 119).  I first ‘met’ Narcisse Blood through Elder in the Making, an amazing film that documents Treaty 7 and the people of Southern Alberta. In “Episode 5: A Broken Treaty,” Narcisse Blood talks about his experience in Indian Residential School.  He took an old school and turned it into Red Crow Community College.  The moment that stands out that he says he is a “person that wants to learn.  A persona that respects myself so that I can respect others.  If I can become a human then I can relate to the land better.”  In “Episode 6: Death and Renewal” Narcisse Blood speaks again.  “The land is like our mother…  We don’t take for granted that the sun is going to come up every morning.  We greet the sun because we woke up.  So we wake up and that gives life.  Our non-human relations have rights to be here.  The folly is when we think that man is it.”  The teachings of Narcisse Blood are beautiful and reminded me as I read The Back of the Turtle that as humans we have lost of connection.  In the episode, Narcisse Blood says that our folly is a kind way of saying stupidity.  As humans, we need to reestablish our relationship with our non-human relations.  In Blackfoot culture, they often say the phrase “All my Relations.”  They acknowledge all of creation and honour creation by saying this phrase.

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Source: http://elderinthemaking.com/a-triple-tragedy/

Leroy Little Bear is such an important person in Alberta.  He is a Blackfoot scholar is striving to teach us about the connection between humans and the land.  He is also an advocate for justice and works with prisoners and those without means to find justice to work in the system. I know I don’t have permission to say this to make make this judgement, but to me he is a modern day warrior.  He is tenacious, wise, and generous. In a lecture at Congress 2016 in Calgary.  His lecture compares Western metaphysics to Blackfoot metaphysics:”Big Thinking and Rethink Blackfoot Metaphysics: ‘waiting in the wings’.” He talks about the difference between Western and Blackfoot ways of knowing.  In Western culture, we value reason and work around the idea that God’s creation is good and therefore stagnant.  In our thinking, we categorize and run experiments.  We value the objective facts and like creating and finding order out of chaos.  In Blackfoot culture, they think differently and so see the world differently.  As Little Bear says everything is in flux and motion, and the Earth is never stagnant.  People are made of energy waves, and once they die the waves stop but are not gone.  Blackfoot culture sees more in observation and processes.  Blackfoot draws from the idea that chaos is a constant, and ceremonies seek to bring order.  So when a Blackfoot person says “All my relations” they are talking about non-human relations because they see all of Creation as animate.  For Blackfoot people, renewal is essential.  Ceremonies are all about renewal that use the same songs, prayers, stories, and ceremonies to bring order to the chaos.  An essential way of thinking is sustainability.  Little Bear says that Native Science is grounded in sustainability and our work is to engage in the process and action of renewal.  Even the languages show this difference: in English we like nouns and naming things, yet in Blackfoot it’s all about process and actions, movement.  So when we learn, we need to renew, collect, and see the connections, not divide and create dichotomies and cause and effects.  Within the novel, King shows the difference between different creation stories and different ways of working with the Earth.  Little Bear in his lecture talks about how Western thought likes to create prophets, people who can predict what will happen.  That is shown in King’s book how Dorian tries to control and predict how to manage environmental disasters caused by his company.  Yet in the end, it is Creation itself and the chaos she creates that brings the characters together, even strangers, as they seek to push a boat off of the beach.

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Source: http://theweal.com/2016/03/29/we-are-not-forgotten/

Later in the novel, King references another large personality: “The Donald.”  His character Dorian is the CEO of the company that created GreenSweep and it is his job to try to make the devastation of the use of GreenSweep, and later a tailings pond spill in Northern Alberta near Fort McMurray to go away. As he is looking for a place to eat, he is referred to The Stock restaurant in the Trump Tower on Bay Street.  As he describes his decision, he says this about Trump: “The man was extravagant and arrogant.  A loud-mouthed egotist who gave wealthy people a bad name.  Trump might have been nicer, Dorian speculated, if he had made his fortune on his own rather than having it handed to him by his parents” (Pg 367).  King shows the lack of connect to land.  He shows what happens when people manage nature instead of exist and work with nature.  The thinking is different.  Trying to predict, manipulate, and exploit seemingly stagnant resources shows the complete disconnect to Creation and the different way of seeing it: not as chaotic, but as something ordered and reasonable to gain from.

What happens to communities, people and places, when environmental disasters happen?  Gabriel, the man who created GreenSweep, comes back to his community and becomes part of the people who bring the community back to life.  It’s different, yet they are in it together and connected to the land and the place.  In the end, King offers hope and a way forward.  Nature recovers and is strong, and people are the same, if we just stop to observe.

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Source: http://www.cbc.ca/radio/q/schedule-for-tuesday-sept-2-1.2925685/the-back-of-the-turtle-thomas-king-s-first-literary-fiction-in-15-years-1.2925694

“The Night Stages”: the pain of hope

The last time I read a Jane Urquhart novel I was in the midst of breaking up with my boyfriend.  I was reading Away in a coffee shop waiting for my boyfriend to show up so we could have the talk.  It was terrible.  And here I am again, reading a Jane Urquhart novel, realizing, and now planning, that I need to stop seeing the man I’ve been dating for the last couple of months.  Painful.  Yet, Urquhart’s characters inspire me.

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Source: http://www.cbc.ca/radio/thenextchapter/david-suzuki-emily-urquhart-and-jane-urquhart-1.3240041/jane-urquhart-on-how-airport-art-inspired-her-latest-novel-1.3240431

In The Nigh Stages, Tam is stuck in the Gander, Newfoundland airport as she is trying to create a new life for herself away from her lover and is stuck waiting for fog to clear.  She is leaving Niall, a married Irish man who gives her just enough hope for a relationship and something real that she continues to be with him.  Niall is looking for his missing brother, Kieran, because he feels guilty for taking all of the things Kieran loves in order to win in life, a bike race and a wife.  All the while, Tam is in the airport remembering and reflecting, looking at the Gander airport’s mural by Kenneth Lochhead, who is also reflecting on how his mural came to be.  This is a novel about humans whose lives become complicated because of missed moments, harsh reality, and painfully persistent hope.

“In the next twenty-four hours Kenneth would come to a full understanding about waiting and its sister, hope, how even as you lie in an empty bed at two o’clock in the morning, even when the room you have rented is yours for only three more morning hours, hope will still cross the room to meet you, if only to keep you turning on the spit.  You argue her away from you only to discover that some semblance of her remains in the shadows where the light of the lamps doesn’t quite reach, or just behind a door where a knock might be heard at any moment…Yes, she was there in the mural, the one significant event that never happened.  The path that hope had walked and the corner that she turned” (Pg 325-26).

The pain that hope gives is worth it when what we are waiting for arrives, or turns up in a positive way we weren’t expecting. Yet the pain of hope can become unbearable when we realize that we are the only ones hoping and waiting, and that our hope is just wasted energy. That significant event that never happened.  As I was reading this story of waiting and expectation, this story of hoping for love in the wrong places, I couldn’t help but think of a song by Stars: “Romantic Comedy.”  In the song, one of the lyrics keeps sticking with me: “I cannot hold on and I cannot let go.”  That place of being stuck in hope: you want to hold on, yet you know it’s time to let go.  That’s where I find myself, which is why I think I can sympathize with Tam, the woman who is settling for half of a relationship because she has hope that it will turn into something more.  Painful hope. It’s hard to let go and take the risk of being alone and missing out on something that might be.  Even the littlest glimpse of hope keeps people holding on longer than they should, me included.  Which is why in the end, I understand Tam and her struggle.

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Source: http://www.picturequotes.com/stupid-quotes/7

I will say that Tam was not my favourite character in this book.  The character I liked the most was Kieran, the strange Irish cycler who leaves his home as a child and lives with the family’s house keeper in the country.  He has hopes and dreams and works toward them.  Yet when life takes away his hope (his brother takes his romantic interest and his glory in a cycling race), he continues on doing his own thing.  This reminds me of Ben Howard’s song “Keep Your Head Up.”  He writes: “Lookin’ out at this happiness/ I searched for between the sheets/ Oh feelin’ blind, I realize/ All I was searchin’ for, was me/ All I was searchin’ for was me…Keep your head up, keep your heart strong.”  Kieran was the only character in the novel who was able to move on.  He was the only character with the inner strength to take care of himself first. Yes, he was hurt (just as he was hurt in the cycling race), but he kept going: “It was these things that made him come to know it was morning, and that the day about to break was Wednesday” (Pg 396).

So for now I’m stuck a little, like Tam, waiting for some fog to clear so I can make some hard decisions.  Yet I don’t want to let my hope for something more turn into a fear of something less.  More hope, less fear!  Love for self, less for something that doesn’t exist yet.

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Source: http://www.cindygcastillo.com/life-advice/2015/10/19/and-if-i-asked-you-to-name-all-the-things-that-you-love-how-long-would-it-take-for-you-to-name-yourself

“Half-Blood Blues”: music will save the world

I just finished reading Half-Blood Blues by Esi Edugyan and I understand now why it was a finalist for the Man Booker Prize, the Giller Prize, and the Governor General’s Award.  At first I was concerned that the style of the voice might get in the way of the story, but it didn’t.  This book is beautifully written!

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Source: http://www.cnn.com/2012/03/02/living/esi-edugyan-author-interview/

As a teenager I found learning about the World Wars worked best for me through story, through fiction.  For my final ISU (Independent Study Unit) in Grade 13, I chose to compares And No Birds Sang by Farley Mowat and The Wars by Timothy Findley.  I was fascinated by the real, human experiences of war and the different points of view.  Reading fiction helped me to better understand the effects and the consequences of the facts I was learning in class.  I truly wish that Esi Edugyan had written her novel Half-Blood Blues 14 years ago!

I love jazz and I love the blues.  I remember in while I was in high school I wouldn’t let my Dad listen to the smooth jazz station because I told him it was imitations, weak imitations, or something real.  Instead, I made him listen to the crackly jazz station from Toronto that played REAL jazz.  I also loved the blues.  I ended up taking a guitar class my last year of high school to fill some open credits.  For the class, we had to research a famous guitarist and I chose Eric Clapton, Slowhand.  To this day, I still love listening to jazz and blues and any band that throws back to these classic styles I enjoy as well.

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Source: http://www.last.fm/music/Eric+Clapton

Throughout the novel, Edugyan moves slow.  The narrative is smooth, yet there are moments that shock you and pull you back into the slow unwinding of the story.  Sid, Chip, and Hiero are jazz musicians during World War II and somehow they end of playing together in Europe.  Other members of the band disappear because they are Jewish or forced to stay in Germany while these three flee to Paris with the help of Louis Armstrong.  It seems surreal, yet Edugyan shows the pain and the suffering, the uncertainty and the fear through not only their interactions with each other, but also through their music.  As we learn more about these characters, we start to understand more of this period of history from a different angle: Hiero’s father is an African soldier brought up to Germany, and so he is a mixed-race German.  Sid and Chip are Americans, over in Europe touring and happen to get caught up in the war, yet are paranoid that they will disappear next because of their skin colour.

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Source: http://www.nj.com/entertainment/music/index.ssf/2008/05/a_jazz_party_to_remember.html

Edugyan is able to share some insights into Europe at the outbreak of World War II from a different angle and I truly enjoyed her style.  She took something horrific, and brought it into the world of jazz, much like America was doing to protest against the Jim Crow Laws and extreme racism.  At one point in the novel, Louis Armstrong wants the guys to play a German song as a show of defiance.  Armstrong feels that it is necessary, and something that he can do to protest and bring attention to horrors of what was happening in Germany.  Like in every generation, it is the artists who stand up and bring truth to the public.  It is the artists who risk everything to share what is right.  As I reflect on the US election and the pain and division in most of the Western world, I can’t help but believe that it will be the artists who bring us back to our humanity.

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Source: http://digital.inplaceofwar.net/various-political-messages-through-art

“I guess mercy is a muscle like any other. You got to exercise it, or it just cramp right up.” (Esi Edugyan)

“Do no be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.”  (Romans 12:21)

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Source: https://www.pinterest.com/SaraRivers13/music-saves-lives-33/

 

“Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight”: both sides now

My cousin lent me Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood by Alexandra Fuller. What an adventure! Fuller tells the story of her adventures as a European girl growing up around different acreages and cities around Africa. Loss of family members, fear of rebels, a mother with mental illnesses, and every thing in between made Fuller’s story hard to put down, and hard to believe at times!

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Source: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24687.Don_t_Let_s_Go_to_the_Dogs_Tonight

I found it interesting how the colonial connections to Canada were there in the book.  At one point, Fuller writes about how King Lobengula of the Matabeles in 1888 was tricked into surrendering mineral rights to the British South African Company (Pg 150).  Suddenly white settlers were moving in and Africans were given places to live, reserves (Tribal Trust Lands).  So it seems the work they did in Canada to move European settlers onto Aboriginal lands helped them in doing something completely similar in other areas of the world, especially Rhodesia.

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Source: https://period6-5imperialism10.wikispaces.com/home

While I was reading Fuller’s book, by Dad lent me the memoir of another African, this time a man who survived being a child soldier: A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier by Ishmael Beah.

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Source: http://gcc.concernusa.org/uncategorized/a-long-way-gone-inspired-song/

Beah’s story is heartbreaking.  He lost his family through extreme violence and didn’t have the option of moving around and finding a new place to set up, like Fuller’s family.  Beah ended up roaming around Sierra Leone looking for ways to stay alive, yet was recruited into the government army.  He was given drugs, training, and weapons. At 16 he was rescued by UNICEF, yet he didn’t see it as a rescue until much later when he had healed from the physical and psychological damage.

One of the things I found interesting was the use of Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar.  While teaching Julius Caesar last year, I found that many countries in Africa have claimed Julius Caesar and perform it often.  The message of freedom, of fighting for democratic government, and of putting other before the self in politics speaks to several African countries struggling to get free from European control.  Here is a video of Brutus’ speech and then Antony’s speech.  Amazing and challenging!

I have to say that reading these two memoirs back-to-back was very interesting.  What Fuller didn’t notice and only saw as a threat to her life, Beah lived and suffered through.  From a European view and ability to leave, to an African view of destiny and hopelessness for change.

Thank goodness for UNICEF and all those working to end the recruitment of child soldiers.  Yet we still have a long ways to go if the reaction to Omar Khadr is an indication of National public opinion.  Yet there is hope: Mr. Khadr is now able to play soccer, get treatment for his eye sight, see his family, and begin to live a life that has nothing to do with war.

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Source: http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/edmonton/omar-khadr-free-on-bail-vows-to-prove-he-is-a-good-person-1.3065692

“Don’t you see that children are God’s best gift?” (Psalm 127:3)

“When I was a child, my grandmother told me that the sky speaks to those who look and listen to it.  She said, ‘In the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy, and confusion.’  That night I wanted the sky to talk to me.” (Beah, Pg 166)

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Source: https://www.saddahaq.com/yemens-list-of-shame-child-soldiers-and-death-of-innocents

“My Bright Abyss”: beautiful truth

Christian Wiman’s book My Bright Abyss: Meditation of a Modern Believer had me wanting to do something terrible: I wanted to highlight and underline my library book! That is what happens when a poet writes about those moments in life that are inexplicable, those soul moments that make time stop. Wiman is able to put into words the experiences that seem to transcend words.

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Source: http://www.booksandculture.com/articles/2013/marapr/edge-of-all-i-know.html

He has genius moments of clarity: “Be careful. Be certain that your expressions of regret about your inability to rest in God do not have a tinge of self-satisfaction, even self-exaltation to them, that your complaints about your anxieties are not merely a manifestation of your dependence on them. There is nothing more difficult to outgrow than anxieties that have become useful to us, whether as explanations for a life that never quite finds its true force or direction, or as fuel for ambition, or as a kind of reflexive secular religion that, paradoxically, unites us with others in a shared sense of complete isolation: you feel at home in the world only by never feeling at home in the world” (pg 9-10).

For me, he is able to see through all of the smoke and mirrors, and is able to speak the truth with grace.

One of the reasons I enjoyed this book so much was that it wasn’t just reflections on his life, he also challenges himself, and his readers, along the way. He realizes that “you must not swerve from the engagements God offers you. These will occur in the most unlikely places, and with people for whom your first instinct may be aversion” (21). Beautiful reminders that have me believing that there could actually be some universal truths.

After writing about belief, doubt, death, and life, Wiman writes about faith: “But faith is not a new life in this sense; it is the old life newly seen” (pg 108). And then after writing about his horrible experiences with cancer, he is able to write, “The temptation is to make an idol of our own experience, to assume our pain is more singular than it is. Even here, in some of the entries above, I see that I have fallen prey to it. In truth, experience means nothing if it does not mean beyond itself: we mean nothing unless and until our hard-won meanings are internalized and catalyzed within the lives of others” (Pg 162).

Wiman’s book is beautiful and challenging and heartbreaking all at the same time because it is full of clarity and honesty. He begins and ends with a stanza from one of his unfinished poems:

My God my bright abyss
into which all my longing will not go
once more I come to the edge of all I know
and believing nothing believe in this:


Source: http://www.mbird.com/2013/10/mondays-with-mandelstam-rough-draft-1937/

“Human imagination is not simply our means of reaching out to God but God’s means of manifesting himself to us” (Christian Wiman).

“The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth” (John 1:14).

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Source: http://nicolettelodge.com/truth-2/

“Once Upon a Time”: trust, hope, believe

I am usually late in jumping into trends, and mostly on purpose. Yet I think that waiting often times works for me (expect for in the case of watching E.T. as an adult . . . hated it!). I was late to watch and love the TV show Once Upon a Time, but the timing of me watching it has been perfect.

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Source: https://pearlsofprofundity.wordpress.com/2013/08/07/once-upon-a-time/

The TV show is about North America’s understanding of fairy tales. The show includes Snow White, Prince Charming, the Evil Queen, Belle, Rumpelstiltskin, Peter Pan, Captain Hook, the seven dwarfs, Ariel, Prince Eric, Mulan, the Wicked Witch, Dorothy, and the list goes on. Yet that is not my favourite part of the TV show. The best part, and the part that I needed this week, was the emphasis on the goodness in life. The potential for people to change. The push to have faith. The power of believing.

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Source: https://www.pinterest.com/gretchenwinkler/once-upon-a-time/

Trust: “have a little faith in me / I’ll have a little faith in you.” Trusting others is hard to do and it often is what holds us back from amazing things. That is why I love Michael Franti’s song “Have a Little Faith.” He writes about the strength it takes to trust in others and the outcome of that trust: “Even though I fumble and fall / Don’t let it go / And when the rain falls down / You know the flower’s gonna bloom.”

Trusting people is hard. Several characters in Once Upon a Time have their lives changed depending on the trust they place in others. The issue I have this week is trusting a corporation/board for a job. It’s more than just one person I have to trust in this week: it’s an entire system of people. Yet, the TV show has reminded me of the power of faith and believing.

So this week while watching Once Upon a Time I have been reminded that even though things may look bleak, there is something beyond and the sorrow may only last for a moment (even if it seems forever). But belief and trust and hope aren’t the only things, as Captain Hook would say, . . .

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Source: http://www.buzzquotes.com/hook-quotes-captain-hook

I am fighting for my job. I am not being inactive. Yet I also have a lot of hope and belief that things will change and I will get the job I deserve. So thank you Once Upon a Time for encouraging me this week with your fun TV show. And yes, I am aware that not everyone gets their happy ending (look at Regina at the end of season 3!!), yet I have hope it will happen for me!

There is always hope.

There is always hope.


Source: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/575405289864697899/

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” (Romans 15:13)

“Good will win.” (Henry, Once Upon a Time)

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Source: http://www.fanforum.com/f373/fairest-%5Bsnow-mary%7Cgg%5D-30-i-would-have-taken-character-even-if-just-play-mary-margaret-~-ginny-63099406/index9.html

“The War of Art”: life to the fullest

Steven Pressfield gives his own personal insight and advice in The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks and Win Your Inner Creative Battles. I first heard about this book when I was out for coffee with a friend and I snuck a peak at a friend’s book while she was in the bathroom. I could tell that this book was important to her because it was full of notes and highlighted sections. Now that I’ve read it, I feel like I’m about to do the same. Pressfield has something to say to everyone who lets fear and resistance hold them back.

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Source: http://www.stevenpressfield.com/the-war-of-art/

Resistance. For Pressfield, “Resistance cannot be seen, touched, heard, or smelled. But it can be felt. We experience it as an energy field radiating from a work-in-potential. It’s a repelling force. It’s negative. Its aim is to shove us away, distract us, prevent us from doing our work” (Pg 7). Throughout the book, Pressfield continually defines Resistance; he looks at it’s different forms and how we react to it. Resistance is powerful and is a life changer.

I know that I give Resistance a lot of power and influence in my own life. There are a lot of things I would like to try and explore, yet I allow Resistance to hold me back from listening to the Spirit in my own life. Just think of all of the things Resistance has destroyed. It’s staggering.

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Source: http://sunnibrown.com/doodlerevolution/showcase/the-war-of-art-2/

My Mom lent me a book that talks about anxiety and I found some of the ideas really interesting and helpful. In the book, the author suggests that people write down their anxieties and put them into a box. Every month or so, open the box and throw out the anxieties that no longer matter and keep the ones that still produce that Resistance. It’s not entirely out of sight, out of mind, but I feel like this technique looks at the anxiety or worry, and moves beyond it while keeping it away from all positive things. I like that idea. It doesn’t allow the anxiety a place to live in the soul. It lives in a box.

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Source: http://www.nottelevision.net/anxiety-box-speaks/

On a trip to an independent bookstore in Edmonton, I stumbled upon a local poet who wrote a book of poems for meditation as an invitation to prayer. To rid the body of Resistance, meditation moves beyond the Resistance and focuses on the positive. My favourite poem so far is this:

Release your grip
on this wheelbarrow
of words

Watch it roll away as you lift off

Free at last

(Antoinette Voute Roeder)

Free at last! Yes! Pressfield doesn’t just describe Resistance; he also shows ways to combat Resistance. It is the war of art! The war to allow yourself to explore and create without the dehabilitating effect of Resistance.

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Source: http://sunnibrown.com/2010/05/the-war-of-art-visual-book-summary

In the final section of his book, Pressfield explores what happens after Resistance is beat. He looks at what happens beyond Resistance. Imagine a world where we noticed the fear of reject or failure, recognized it, overcame it, and then went on to accomplish something amazing. Something like writing a note of encourage. Like painting the chairs green. Like drawing the flowers we see in the garden. Like opening that business. Like writing that novel. Like finishing that painting. To end, Pressfield makes these remarks: “Creative work is not a selfish act or a bid for attention on the part of the actor. It’s a gift to the world and every being in it. Don’t cheat us of your contribution. Give us what you’ve got” (Pg 165).

Pressfield’s book isn’t just for artists or creative people. It is an exploration of the human spirit and what can happen when we listen to that still, small voice over Resistance. Living a full life is not easy. And as Pressfield explores, living a full life is hard work. In fact, it is war!

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Source: http://thewellnessalmanac.com/2015/03/18/wellnessreads2015-the-war-of-art-by-steven-pressfield/

“Our job in this life is not to shape ourselves into some ideal we imagine we ought to be, but to find out who we already are and become it.” (Steven Pressfield)

“Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?” (Matthew 6:27)

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Source: http://iamembrace.com/message/still-small-voice/