Saturday, February 19, 2011
Joey Voboril "On Numinous"
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Kyle Tobin (Reflection on Blue Grass)
-Peace in the middle east
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Joey Voboril "Reflections on blue grass"
There was a line that mentioned how the stream that was her place when she was younger, sounds and such would ease her but no longer does. I feel like anyone can appreciate a place they grew up in. The places may differ just like the individual characteristics in each may differ but for whoever they are unique to they hold a special meaning. Certain things may soothe you whereas the same thing may not soothe someone else and it all had to do with the environment you grew up in. It's disheartening to see someone who isn't moved and soothed by these special places anymore. Combined with the semi- sad music that is being played it could reach even the coldest of hearts.
I like how we explored her verses about how she knows each tool by feel and by name. And also that her interaction with the tools was the anchor of her memory. It was a very deep and analytical way to look at the things around us we take for granted everyday. She was looking at them with much more meaning because she wasn't going to be able to have them much longer. This also was a very unique way to incorporate the feelings the person might be feeling.
She Kept asking, "Who will fill my empty place?" She makes references to how neither her nor the place will ever be the same after she parts. They both became a part of each other. This is a very deep and heartfelt way of looking at her situation. It is obvious she is going to be losing much more than a place to live, she'll be losing her home or rather a part of her.
Monday, February 7, 2011
A "Religious" Experience
I keep thinking about the story that Dr Redick told us in class about the guy who said that being out in the wilderness is not a “religious” experience, but rather it’s a party. Obviously, that guy had a very narrow view of religion and what constitutes a “religious experience.” In my Western Religion’s class, Dr. Schweig spent an entire class going over what “religion” is. It really is an odd word because it lacks denotative force. If we try to rigidly define it, we cut out a number of things that could mean something sacred or religious to someone, but at the same time, if we define it too loosely, like if “everything is religion” then it looses all meaning and importance. He said that we define it by our experiences.
He made his own definition: “Religion is the human striving for what is understood as the Ultimate truth.” Let’s break that down:
1. Religion (latin – religare) “to connect again.” We’ve been separated from the holy, we are trying to reconnect with them.
2. Human vs. Animal (culture vs. instinct) We as humans are intrinsically religious, we just have to choose whether or not to embrace or participate in that.
3. Striving – practices/rituals/pilgrimages
4. Understood – the various ways to know and experience what is “Ultimate”
5. The Ultimate Truth – a single vision of ultimacy for each relgion; a vision of the totality of being; the othermost, innermost, the All, everywhere.
I think that is a good balance of structure and open interpretation. I’m glad that Dr Redick’s students sat down with the man and explained to him that a “party” can be a “religious” experience if he so chooses. I hope he found a higher meaning in what he does on his journey through the wilderness.
Lost in the Wilderness
ABEL
Here we are your grateful children
Please accept our sacrifice
May you hear us and forgive us
Bring us back to paradise
CAIN [over ABEL]
All these years of this cruel joke
The best harvest going up in smoke
Praying for a future from these silent stony shelves
How much more of this must we take
This is the day we will make a future for ourselves
ABEL
But, Cain, if it's God's will...
CAIN
Is it God's will or have we all been conned?
Brother, we will never know
We will never grow
If we never go
Beyond
I never made this world, I didn't even lose it
And I know no one said fair
But they had a garden once
They had the chance to choose
They gave it away including my share
And now we're lost in wilderness
Lost, crying in the wilderness
And if anyone's watching it seems they couldn't care less
We're lost wilderness
[To ABEL]
You follow all the rules
You swallow the stories
And every night you wish on a star
Dreaming your day will come, trusting in allegories
And every morning boy look where you are
Lost in the Wilderness
Lost, lonely, dying in the wilderness
With no chance of living boy, until you confess
You're lost in the wilderness
Did you ever watched the eagle fly to the sun
And wondered how he got to be so free
If you ever, have you know, your journey's begun
Hey, what you got to lose, boy when already we are
Lost in the wilderness
And where we are headed boy, I couldn't guess but
Off we go without a warning
Running as we hit the ground
Where our future lies before us
Where our hearts are outward bound
Till one bright and distant morning
We may stop and look around
And there in the wilderness
Finally we'll be found!
Here's a link to someone's performance of this song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4rAAOPJAAi8
Pikes Peak, CO Springs
Over winter break, my parents moved to Colorado Springs. I drove from Virginia to Colorado with my dad. When we got there, we did a lot of touristy things. I had never seen mountains like these. They were massive and seemed to enclose me in from every side, not like a trap, but rather like a strong fortress. Everywhere I looked there was another mountain being painted with light by the sun and each day they looked a little different. The most striking view I took in on my trip was from the top of Pikes Peak. My parents and I took the Cog Railway to the snowy top, the highest point in CO Springs. From the top of this mountain, Katherine Lee Bates penned “America the Beautiful” in 1895. The view indeed was beautiful, majestic, and I was in awe of the expansive land that I was taking in. I literally could see all the way to Kansas, over 100 miles away. I experienced how big God is when I was up on Pikes Peak. God, who created all that I could see for miles and miles, created even more than this. And he created me. It was a humbling experience that I’ll never forget.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Ron Tecson Post# 1 "Siddharta" 2/04

I read the novel Siddharta by Herman Hesse. Siddharta Gautama is a young man who left his family for a contemplative life, then, restless, discards it for one of the flesh. He conceives a son, but bored and sickened by lust and greed, Siddharta moves on again.He decided to run away from the crowded and noisy city and heads to the wilderness. Siddharta will later become Buddha or the Enlightened One. One day, Siddharta was admiring the magnificent beauty of the river in the wilderness,"He saw bright pearls rise from depths, bubbles swimming on the mirror, sky blue reflected in them. The river looked at him with a thousand eyes-.....In his heart he heard the newly awakened voice speak and said to him:"Love this river, stay by it, learn from it."" This phrase started the journey of Siddharta to become the Enlightened one. Siddharta achieved his enlightenment not while he was living in the city but in the wilderness where he found peace and heard the sound from the river that changed his life forever. This shows how the interaction between man and nature, awakens the spiritual senses of man. We can not physically see the eyes of the river or hear the voices of the trees, and yet in our hearts we know that they all exist. We must look and listen not with our eyes and ears but by with our hearts, we will be able to interact intimately with nature. Hopefully in doing so, we will be enlightened with the true meaning of life, just like the experience of Buddha.