Friday, March 19, 2010

Changes and Decisions

In Middle School (when I was twelve years old) I decided that one of my life goals was to attend Harvard- because it was the best college in the country and I was determined to prove myself.

In High School I visited Boston and Cambridge- loved being in the epicenter of American Unitarian Universalism and decided I wanted to live there someday.

In College I learned more about the history of Unitarian Universalism, realized I truly wanted to be a minister and that Harvard would be a great place to get my MDiv, actually visited campus and liked many of the people I met. I wrote papers about Harvard's connections to Unitarian Universalism, talked to current students, developed my senior thesis to make my dedication to religion as a career clear, and designed my gap years after college to give me a good life story to present to the admissions committee. Harvard was the goal.

Then in the first January of my gap years I began an identity crisis. Over the next couple of months I completely disintegrated as a person, lost my fiancee and my job, and decided to move to the woods for awhile to think things over. Spent the summer coming to terms with and reassembling myself and the fall reconnecting to my roots and applying to divinity school.

Now I'm on top of a Mountain still thinking things over, and I'm faced with a dilemma.

Last December I visited Starr King School for the Ministry in Berkeley, California, and fell in love with it. I'd just finished my application, and in January found out I was in. At the beginning of February i told them I was coming, and sent a check for 200 dollars. That's a lot of money for me! I only earn 92 dollars a week right now!

Enter the dilemma.

I also applied to Harvard. Spent time (and money) to take the GRE and get a decent score. Asked for references from former professors. Had Bryn Mawr and Williams Mystic send over official transcripts. Spent days agonizing over my application essays. Contacted former employers to get my tax information early so I could have my FAFSA submitted on time. Yada Yada Yada.

Anyway, I found out last week that Harvard has accepted me and is offering me free tuition (at least for my first year). Crap.

I won't find out what Starr King and the Graduate Theological Union are offering me until mid May.

I am not the person who wanted to go to Harvard anymore. I don't feel the need to prove myself intellectually by going to an elite east coast school, I don't like Cambridge (or know anyone there), and... well, I don't know that I can really express all that I feel about this. Here are some pictures to help.

This is what I picture when I think of Harvard:

(that's William Ellory Channing, very important guy in the history of American Unitarianism and Harvard)



And this is what I picture when I think of Starr King:


(That's Mt. Starr King in Yosemite National Park)


Which of those looks more inviting to you? I must admit that as much as I love Channing.... I don't necessarily feel the need to study in the same room where he taught a couple hundred years ago. And I think joyfully of the speech Emerson made in that Harvard chapel where he totally called them out for being stuffy and overly intellectual. Yes they've changed, but many of his criticisms still seem to ring true.

Who do I want to be?

In talking with a friend I compared these two schools to women... Harvard being the "brilliant and wealthy woman I'd had a crush on for ages who suddenly realized she liked me", and Starr King being the "flaky but lovable woman I'd fallen in love with and already said yes to". Rather like deciding between a Vanderbilt and a hippie. Who, my friend asked, would I want to wake up with 20 years from now?

Both schools would be a challenge. I feel like I'd grow more at Starr King, but I'd certainly meet amazing people at Harvard. Both schools have strong connections to the UUA. Both produce wonderful ministers. Both have good libraries and provide a multifaith learning environment. Starr King is somewhere I'd love to live, Harvard has the prestige part of me would still like to have. I know a lot about Harvard and how it fits into what is happening and has happened. California and Starr King are an unknown- an adventure.

What it comes down to is this- I want to go to Starr King, I feel certain that that's the right place for me. But there's a whole heck of a lot of pressure to go to Harvard, and I certainly understand why.

AGGGGGGGHHHHHHH.

Recently...

Highlights of the last week or so:

- We have had some lovely weather and some craziness (during the institute there was fog, rain, snow, hail, and a couple of hours of sunlight- good thing that was all indoors!). The never ending snow seems to have stopped, fortunately. We were experiencing some pretty intense cabin fever.

- Tanya and Dante came to visit! We went chasing waterfalls on Wednesday (Glen falls is a fairly intense hike!) and yesterday went to Asheville- which is my favorite city and always absorbs far too much of my money.

- Wednesday morning I got to hold Sabine and Brian's four month old baby Myra while Sabine met with the other YARs. Discovered that she loves waltzing as much as I do. Or at least she would start fussing whenever I stopped waltzing. I am glad I do not have a baby of my own yet but it was really nice to borrow a particularly adorable one for a short period of time.

- The farm is coming along! Brian got the field tilled and our chicken coop has almost three walls and the ground was finally unfrozen enough to start setting up the greenhouse (which is really a hoophouse but that's not what we call it). Mostly I end up working on marketing projects, but I really enjoy the days when I do get to go down and help out.

- We hosted one of our Institutes- basically weekend long workshops run by activists. This one featured Dr. Ysaye Barnwell of Sweet Honey in the Rock. I was in over-awed fan shock for much of the weekend (kinda like when Meredith Monk came to Bryn Mawr), but had a good time all the same. Though I'm definitely not used to that much singing!

- Also during that weekend learned more about labyrinths. Am now even more obsessed then before. Labyrinths are awesome.

- Senior High Con the weekend before that went well. Favorite quote of the weekend was from a poem read at the coffeehouse- "I'm not perfect, I'm not always sane, but I'm here and that's beautiful". woo-hoo for Mountain Youth! Most meaningful compliment of the weekend- one of the PAL Mentors looked me in the eyes Sunday and said "you're very cool". Small thing, but it made me feel awesome. That was the Con where I shadowed Brian- this weekend I'll be running the Con. The Con full of Middle Schoolers. Aieeee!

Update- it was 70 degrees and sunny today and I taught Myra the two step and cha cha.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Sweaters for Chickens

Apparently a club of knitters in Somerset, England, has taken to knitting sweaters for chickens who have just ended their careers as industrial egg layers.

This concept makes me really happy. These "battery hens" are usually sold for slaughter after their first year of service (since after a year they start laying fewer eggs). A "rescue center" in Great Britain has taken to buying these year old chickens and finding homes for them. Unfortunately many of these birds lose their feathers during their egg-laying careers and therefore don't have the fluff to keep themselves warm. Hence the sweaters.

There are a lot of reasons why this makes me happy. One is simply the footage of British people sitting around and knitting jumpers for hens. That's just awesome.

Part of my pleasure is that this is another culture (however similar our languages may be), so I can just be amused and pleased without it being an enormous political statement.

I love that these people want to give a few chickens a happy and cozy retirement. It's a bit of goofy kindness towards some fairly unintelligent animals. A bit of kindness that gives a few people some time to enjoy a hobby together, some animal lovers a chance to help a few creatures who've had a pretty hard knock life.

It's not going to change the world, but it is really lovely. Just a happy small moment of "really? sweaters for chickens?"

Sometimes it's good to take a break from worrying about identity and how the heck I'm going to pay for grad school and just visualize a hen's first run around a yard in her new sweater. What chicken joy these people have created. How excited that bird might be to eat a bug and scratch at the dirt and run in circles and generally act like a chicken. It's an amusing mental image- try it!

Here is the full BBC article (with short video clip), if you're interested, and here is a link to the Little Hen Rescue website.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Wahoo!

Hello World and Welcome to MARCH!

That's right, it's no longer February and I'm excited.

When I had a livejournal account I used to do "Thankful Thursday" posts. It's a new month, a new week, and a joyful morning, so I thought I'd write a happy Monday post.

Things that give me joy:

- earning a delighted grin from Myra (Brian and Sabine's three month old baby)

- PUPPIES (by that I mean dogs, of all sorts, particularly those belonging to Mountain and Stone House staff)

- waking up warm and cozy and comfortable and happy to be in my own skin

- snail mail from friends and family

- Our gas fireplace, and the moments that happen around it

- random explosions of dancing and singing with the other residents

- Game nights with staff and residents

- Inside jokes , and being sure enough of love and friendship to tease

- Warm boulders offering solitude and views of the mountains

- Readily available hugs

- Sunrises, Sunsets, and the moon though the branches of dwarf white oaks

- Really Awesome Rocks and Minerals and a housemate to get properly excited about them

- Town runs and the candy consumption that follows

- Utterly delicious vegetarian food from the dining hall. all the time.

- Delightful times working in the kitchen- hanging out and being useful and knowing what I'm doing

- Conversations with my parents and sister and close friends- keeping in touch, knowing I'm loved

- Having my batik work appreciated

- Rainbows

- Having a community space where I can be utterly honest and open and always feel safe

- Cheesy Sci Fi movies and housemates who know the dialogue as well as I do

- Being really genuinely thanked for doing something helpful or constructive

- Knowing another Youth Con is coming up (Senior High this weekend- heck yeah baby!)

- Feeling cared for, being allowed to care for others

- Warm Showers

- Supportive Mentors

- Time to think deeply balanced by time to physically do necessary things

- Craft Projects (I'm currently mildly obsessed with popup cards, for some reason)

- Future plans to be excited about and look forward to

- Glue Sticks and card stock (yes, a continuation of the pop up card thing)

- Being listened to, practicing my own deep listening

- Readily available hiking trails

- New skills and knowledge

- Guitar playing housemates

- Naps

- Hot chocolate

- Overalls and vintage dresses and rainbow hats, and having such items approved of

- Meeting Mountain Guests and hearing a bit of their stories, seeing how joyful they are to be here together

- Having people to run to when I receive exciting news, and knowing they'll be genuinely thrilled for me

And I could go on and on but I need to brush my teeth and get dressed for breakfast. I wonder if it'll be more blueberry pancakes today? Hope so!

To quote Stepford Wives, "It's like the way life was meant to be". Only without all the creepy and the robots.