Galatians 3:28

There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for you are all one in Christ Jesus.

My father, Jim Bennett

I tell this story because my father loved to tell it.

         44 years ago a young couple fell in love in college, and created a new life together. Carol Siebert was the young woman, full of passion for life, incredible courage, a brilliant mind, gifted in art and music, according to everyone that knew her, especially the young man, Jim Bennett. They were well suited. I was the life they created together, their daughter. As times and fate would have it, I had the great and rare fortune of having not one but two sets of brilliant and wonderful parents. Bertille and Roy Black raised me and my two adoptive brothers in a rich, loving environment full of the same ideals, education, music and spirit that my birth parents had in mind for me. I was performing music with my adoptive father, Roy, at the age of 2 and 1/2, and my mother Bertille taught me to read at that age as well.  I have wondered often if there was more than chance at play, to have been taken in by a family so similar to the one that gave birth to me. Roy, I have been told, would often mention my father in his prayers when I was a child, because there was a Daddy somewhere out there who loved and missed me.

         25 years later, I learned from the adoption agency that my father Jim Bennett had indeed been trying to find me for 7 years. Papers that should have been used to put us in contact with one another had been buried in a file. So, at the age of 25, I opened my front door to the second person I had ever met who looked like me. My son Thomas, a good-hearted and very gifted young man, was the first. The shock of seeing my own face before me, albeit a man sporting a full red beard, is something I will never forget.
         He would say how happy he was that he found his daughter and became a grandfather all in one day.
         I remember my friends remarking about the resemblance after meeting him for the first time. They were fascinated by the similar features, but they were amazed at the gesticulations and facial expressions that before were unique to me, and apparently memorable to some. Who knew that such specific conversational expressions and intonations could have a genetic origin?
         The first song we wrote together was in 1993, "Smooth Running". I wrote the lyrics and melody, and sang it over the phone from North Carolina, into his answering machine in Rhode Island. From my voice on his machine he wrote and played the entire guitar accompaniment.
         The story continued as my father Jim Bennett met my adoptive mother Bertille, or Bertie as her friends call her. (My adoptive father Roy, one of the greatest men I have ever known, Rest In Peace, passed on Father's Day in 1976, when I was 8 years old.) Jim and Bertie hit if off right away, and became a couple a few years later, to my surprise. They have been devoted to one another ever since. My father often spoke of how happy and loved he felt being with Bertie, and that she helped make his heart feel at peace. They seemed to come together from opposite ends of a spectrum, meeting in the middle and sharing their unique gifts and life lessons with each other. There was great happiness in their togetherness; it filled the house with a sunshine that I will surely miss.
         My father and I found that we had a great deal in common. Neither of us had ever known blood relatives growing up, and our connection was quite comforting, to me anyway, having found another adult who shared nearly all of my passions, and the level of intensity for them as well. Music, writing, language, science, art, social science, academic studies of spirituality and cultures, and of course a deep affinity for science fiction. I have not known any other who could or would discuss the history, message, merits, or lack thereof, of a particular science fiction piece, for hours on end, (during and after watching or reading it), and only stop because we could no longer keep our eyes open.
         Thomas, Jim's only grandchild, also found a great connection with his grandfather, sharing much interest in common with my Dad, as well as his sharp and astute intellect, his generous, caring, grateful heart, his intense focus and love of learning. The gift of music was obvious before Tom could walk. He kept perfect time naturally with his small hands on the tray of his high chair, and was singing and playing tunes on his small piano and xylophone before he could talk. Tom's first time behind a drumset was at 16 months, and his first piano recital was at the age of five. He found a passion for rhythm and time and is now a gifted and accomplished drummer and songwriter. He and his grandfather found a deeper connection in the last few years, their long discussions about life, academics, politics, the future, history, and the big picture were profoundly important to both of them. 
         My father had a whole lifetime of adulthood before I met him, and mine had only just begun a few years before. We joked about how our musical careers were almost the same amount of years, because I had been onstage since I was 2. He had a great vault of stories about his life, adventures, friends and career, of which I never tired of hearing. My favorite, I think, is still the one about a gig in NY and some journalism, a van, and some Vipers ~
         His musical talent was, as anyone who knew him would agree, on a level that few have reached. He played "pretty much anything with strings" as he would humbly say, and he held himself above no one, although others would most assuredly argue the point of his station. His knowledge of anything that held his interest, especially music, was unparalleled. He was the one who knew whatever song you thought of, no matter how obscure, and probably the chords, changes, lyrics, composer, and history behind the song. His career spanned genres and many bands and projects. From what his close friends have told me, and my own experience working with him, he has been an invaluable asset to every project he has been a part of. And he sure knew how to play.
         Jim Bennett's talents spanned a very broad spectrum, from his obvious and well-known musical gifts, to composing, writing, computers and programming, anything to do with electronics, art, animals, and science. His interests were limitless. He had an incredible memory and knew more about literature than anyone I've ever met, and loved it intensely. He had an enormous mental library. When he was a child he had memorized and copied every poem of J.R.R. Tolkien. His gift for etymology was supported by his knowledge of Latin and other languages. If I mentioned a scrap of a line from a poem or classical literature, he would recite it often on the spot, and tell something about the author. He loved classical music and hymns, and of course Christmas music; when we attended church together, of course we would focus on the music. I was always amazed at how he would know all the verses whether there was a hymnal in front of him or not. One of our last discussions was regarding the words to A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, and how, as he intimated, that perhaps Martin Luther might have lightened up on his description of "our foe"; the conversation was memorable. We also shared a fascination with physics, especially quantum physics and mechanics, and I was grateful for his grasp on the subject, and his openness to hypotheses and speculation.
          Jim Bennett and I had many long discussions, especially in the last few years. I learned much about this brilliant and wonderful man who was my father. He came into my life as a stranger who looked like my son and I, but he became my Dad, and my son's Grandpapa. My family became his family; my brothers as sons, their children his grandchildren, my extended family, his.  He had great love and affection for his siblings and their spouses, for his nieces and nephews, and great love and admiration for his parents. He spoke of them often and with much esteem. (I do not post their names here in regard for their privacy, which was important to my Dad.) His childhood and his family was a source of fond memories, and he was very proud of all of them.  His regard for his friends was immense. His love for my son was endless. His devotion to my mother, like a fairytale. The compassion in his heart for others was unmatched, and quite possibly not known to many, he did not seem to wear his heart on his sleeve in front of most, but he was one of the kindest, most giving, forgiving, and open-hearted human beings I have ever known, and that I mean from the bottom of my heart.
         I will miss you greatly, Papa, thank you for being a part of our lives.

Papa

The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began,
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow it who can!
Let them a journey new begin,
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.

Monkeys

Great Ape dynamics are all about domination, hierarchy, and status, even within the smallest group. If you would like to understand the Great Apes around you better, and yourself as well, it's not difficult; simply do what an animal behavior researcher does: become an observer, as much as possible. To get started, here are some tips:

1) Listen for language domination. Who finishes a sentence, and... who gets interrupted before they are finished with their sentence? Who corrects whom? It's not about correct information, oh no, not in regular conversation. If you are not in a classroom setting with a designated teacher and students, respectful dynamics do not include interruption or talking over another person, or dismissing what another person is saying. Watch to see and listen to hear who interrupts, who corrects, who dismisses who, and how they do it.

2) Personal space! Watch who moves aside to make room in a hallway or sidewalk for others, and who doesn't budge even if they are taking up the whole hallway. If you are the one who always moves over, see what happens when you DON'T.

This is enough to get started. Don't tell anyone you're watching or they will probably change their behavior. Have fun!

The Teacher Is The Student

 Step Lightly is a web log by Australian writer and teacher Jenni Joy.

"...In my world I like to grow with the person. I like learning to be part of the connection I have with the person. I have found that I gain great satisfaction from others’ learning when I open my mind and my heart. It enables me to be a learner in the process as well and learning is my passion.  If I open my mind, they open theirs...."

http://steplightlynow.wordpress.com/2011/10/26/open-learning/

Yes, Virginia,

It really is all an illusion. Busted.

Clear

If your heart were sincere and upright, every creature would be unto you a looking-glass of life and a book of holy doctrine.~T.Kempis

What If Superficial Control Freaks Ran The World?

Oh yeah, that's right, they do~  Okay, what if Superficial Control Freak FEMALES Ran The World?

http://www.thedailybeast.com/newsweek/2010/07/19/man-up.html

Stupid Who?

"Pasteur's theory of germs is a ridiculous fiction. How do you think that these germs in the air can be numerous enough to develop into all these organic infusions? If that were true, they would be numerous enough to form a thick fog, as dense as iron."

- Professor Pierre Pochet, 1872

David Lee Black

Photographer David Lee Black shares his inspiring work here:

David Lee Black

I am a grateful collector of his work, and a fan. 

Confidence, Definitions

Confidence:              "I am looking forward to learning how to do this."

Over-Confidence:     "I will ace this with minimal preparation."

Arrogance:               "I don't need to learn this, I already get this and more, it's for lower people."

Low Self-Esteem :    "I can't do this, and everyone who can is smarter than me."

Insecurity:                "I can't do this, and everyone who can thinks they're better than me."

Small Moves, Peace Of Mind

That overwhelmed feeling, too many things to do, not enough time in the day, can't get it all done, seems to be shared by many. We may be overstimulated, or place too many demands on our own time, between the things we want to do, and the things we feel like we have to do. Of course there have been thousands of discussions about "shoulds", and choices, and modern society being over run with electronic communication. But there may be some shortcuts through the stress, back to "you".

One of the ways that time is organized in academic and professional settings is the simple schedule. Just like in school or work, put up a blackboard or whiteboard somewhere in plain sight. Then, simply write the things down that you need and want to get done that day, as if you were writing it for someone else; like you are the teacher, professor, or boss. Write the start time and the end time next to the task, just like a classroom or business day schedule. Then, walk away. Now you can be the student or the employee, and just go by that schedule that the "teacher" or the "boss" wrote on the board. If you finish a task early, you can take a break until the time for that task has ended.  If you do not finish by the time the next task starts, just shelve the task until after the schedule is finished, or resume the next day. If you find you did not schedule enough time for a task that must be completed, you can always adjust the schedule the next day. Just like in class, or working for someone else.

Your black or whiteboard doesn't need to be a permanent fixture, you don't need to figure out how to integrate it into your whole life. Just trying it may help to reset your stress levels, and give you a little more feeling of solid ground under your feet. Have fun with it.

 
Slán agus beannacht leat !


copyright Marianne Black 2011

Another Heads Up

As an abuse survivor and mother, I would like to support this organization, however I need to know, does this organization support and protect men and fathers in the same way? Please tell me whether this organization assumes that victims are female and abusers are male, or not~ gender prejudice has no place in a movement that is for protecting the rights of victims. I can not find a clear answer.
Yesterday at 2:22am · ·


    • American Mothers Political Party Our organization supports Mothers...bottom line. Until we have gender equality in all facets of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness then we can talk about fathers.
      48 minutes ago ·

    • Marianne Black wow okay thanks for your honesty. We can talk about whatever we want to talk about, since this is America; I have suffered abuse, was raped, was nearly murdered, and the 'system' had no care for me or for my son. I have been sexually harassed too many times to count. But believing that it is a gender problem and not a Human Behavior problem is one of the reasons it does not get resolved. People who have prejudice in their hearts ARE the people who released my abuser; they are the same kind of person who released my cousin's wife after she beat her daughter and threatened to kill her father. The protection of human beings is what matters. Misogyny and misandry are the same, grouping people into one category, not seeing the big picture. That is exactly what they want, that way they can keep it all going. Abused men are just as screwed as abused women.
      a few seconds ago ·

Mathematics Fun

Healing Shame

http://www.psychsight.com/ar-shame.html

"So the work of healing your shame is as profound as are the potentials of your soul. It reaches down into the heart of your concept of yourself and of your belief in the possibilities of life, alone, and in the company of others."

D. Shane Crouse

"I dug this hole with which I meant to finally plant flowers for you... I was shocked to unearth your remains... I thought there would always be a time, always a means. I watched the hands of the clock move forward in their predictable fashion and forgot the life that was living upon either side of them. I waited until there was nothing left to wait for..."
2011

One After Another

Grandfather gets life for molesting 6-year-old, while parents on active duty - Atlanta Crime | Examiner.com

Speaks For Itself

Gender Bulls**t (Or, get over yourself, your gender's not better than mine)

 Nice look at the gender constructs that still exist in people's imaginations, even in 2011. Of course as we know by watching Star Trek, women will still wear beehive hairdos and mini skirts in the future, and men will still be in charge of the ship... as long as they're relatively handsome, that is.

http://everything2.com/title/Boys+are+better+than+girls%253A+Adolescent+gender+socialization+in+North+America

Interesting comments on this one as well.

Rainbow Bridge Card Deck

DESIRE
Without Desire, nothing is conceived.  All that birth of new life, new possibilities, new hope begins with desire the for union, for experience, for pleasure, for knowledge.  Desire is the engine of creation, and profound, authentic desire is profoundly connected to the life force.  But desire can be sublimated, denied or perverted into lust or superficial acquisition, even hoarding where authentic desire has become mistrusted.  What do you truly desire, deep in your soul?  Real love, meaningful work, engaging creativity, beauty, travel, knowledge?  This card encourages you to connect with that deep source, and like a rose opening to the sun, focus on your true desire and make it manifest in your life.

~copyright 2011 Lauren Raine

Sometimes

What we think we are doing is not really what we are doing.

~

“I have no right, by anything I do or say, to demean a human being in his own eyes. What matters is not what I think of him; it is what he thinks of himself. To undermine a man's self-respect is a sin.” Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Cure For Stupid?

Heard recently that they have isolated what causes prejudice and dominant behavior in humans. The thing that causes confidence in a person to master a task, or initiate a new task or idea, is a gene that affects the amygdala, and it gets mutated in some, which turns dominating a task,for them, into dominating and controlling other people. So they see people as things to conquer, like mastering golf or doing a job. It's where sexism and racism come from, dictators to the sweet voiced control freak you eat breakfast with. They have found the mutation in all races tested so far, and in both genders. (Explains a lot...)

Adult Behavior

If you don't know what is so sacred about a union between two people, then you might want to wait until you're a little older to try being in a romantic relationship.

Rumi

When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for these two insomnias!
And the difference between them.

Winter Song - Sara Bareilles/Ingrid Michaelson- Music Video

Slaves


Many are slaves to their prejudices, whether they are aware of them or not. In being so, they treat the rest of the world according to their blindness.
If one favors Blacks over Whites, even in the back of their minds, they will applaud and recognize the actions of Blacks and ignore, minimize, or dismiss the actions of Whites, regardless of the actual merit of the action. If one favors Whites over Hispanics, they will applaud and recognize the actions of Whites and ignore the actions of Hispanics.
If one favors women over men, they will listen to and give recognition to women, while denigrating the actions of men.
If one favors men over women, they will listen to and give credence to men, and dismiss the same actions of women.
When someone points out to them proof that their prejudice is not based in reality, they come up with rationales and nonsensical phrases in defense, like "the exception proves the rule", or "that's just the way it is".
Prejudice in all forms is not a passing personal folly, but a detriment to the human race. A school teacher who favors one race over another is sabotaging the futures of the students in his or her class. An employer who favors one gender over another is undermining the very lives of those he or she does not hire, as well as selling the business short. A student who seeks Spiritual guidance ignores beneficial guidance from those he or she dismisses, and blindly follows another who fits into their prejudice. A husband ignores his wife and gives his attention to his male friends; a wife ignores her husband to attend to her female friends. A member of a group of friends spreads negativity about someone who they feel threatened by so the others will not welcome the person. A female supervisor who favors males creates situations for male employees to shine, and undermines female employees so they appear less effective, paving the way for the males to be promoted, and blocking the way for the females. A rock band hires the musicians they like, not actually the best musicians, even undermining their own potential. A police officer believes the statement of the abuser over the victim, and the abuser goes free to do it again. A psychiatrist believes the father over the mother of a troubled child, or believes the parents over the child, or the child over the parents, and treats the patient  according to the psychiatrist's prejudice, not according to the reality of the situation. A leader is elected because people like him or her, not according to experience or intelligence. A parent favors a sister over a brother, or a brother over a sister, causing both of them unpredictable emotional scars.
A high school faculty staff nurtures and tutors the students they favor, and ignores and even undermines the students they do not; the students they let "Fall through the cracks" will not have the opportunity they would have had if their needs were addressed like the needs of the others were; how many of these students would have gone into fields such as medicine, how many of them would have contributed to treating disease, finding cures, saving lives?
Prejudice is a filter one sees the world through, it is a common, global trait of the humans species, regardless of gender or nationality. It is not clear yet to science whether it is nature or nurture, whether it is something that we are born with or something we learn from those in our environment. It is clear, however, that some are more aware of their own prejudices than others. It is a blindness, and not addressing one's own prejudice is like arguing that the sky is actually green, while wearing yellow-tinted glasses.


© 2010 Marianne Black Snuggs

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