The Origin of Deadtown

by Nancy Holzner

It started with an agent’s advice about what not to do.

A literary agent whose blog I followed would periodically post about mistakes and missteps that writers made in their query letters. She did this without revealing details about individual writers or their projects, and it was helpful to see an agent’s thoughts on problematic queries. One time, the agent ended her post with a pet peeve, saying she hated the phrase “So-and-so wrestles with his own personal demons.” Who else, she wondered, would wrestle with your personal demons besides you?

I didn’t take that as a rhetorical question. Instead, I started imagining a character who would do just that—exterminate other people’s personal demons for a living. That would be a great service, wouldn’t it? When fear or guilt or something from your past robbed you of your peace of mind, you could hire someone to make it all go away. And so Vicky Vaughn was born. As she says of her job in an early
draft of my novel Deadtown, “I’m a lot like a psychotherapist, except instead of a
couch I use a flaming sword.”

I wanted to give Vicky a history that contains a long-established enmity between her people and demons. So I started reading various mythologies. It took me a while to find one that clicked. Then I thought of the Mabinogion. Back when I was a graduate student studying medieval literature, I taught some courses in the legends of King Arthur, and one of my favorite texts was the Mabinogion, a collection of medieval Welsh tales and myths. Rereading the stories, I came across the legend of Ceridwen and Gwion Bach, which includes a shapeshifting contest (it’s a lot like the one in the Sword in the Stone, if you remember that movie). Shapeshifting seemed like a handy trait for a demon fighter, so I invented a Welsh race called the Cerddorion, the sons of Ceridwen. Among the Cerddorion, only females have the ability to shapeshift; they get it at puberty and lose it if they give birth. Unlike werewolves, they can change into any sentient creature at will (or sometimes strong emotion will force a shift), and they can shift three times per lunar cycle. These details were inspired by a very liberal interpretation of the Mabinogion tale.

My protagonist was taking shape. I knew something about her history, but I didn’t want her conflict with demons to be something from way back when; I wanted to make it personal. So I continued to explore and develop her past. Here’s what I came up with: Vicky’s father was killed by a demon ten years before the events of Deadtown—and Vicky believes his death was her fault. When the Hellion that killed her father threatens Boston, Vicky’s reasons for going after it are altruistic, professional, and—above all—personal.

By this point, I had some characters and a plot. What I needed next was to find my opening scene. Ignoring the agent’s advice about personal demons had gotten me off to a good start, so I decided to avoid another well-known piece of writing advice: Never begin a novel with a dream. Normally, that’s good advice you don’t want to readers to get involved in an exciting scene only to have the character wake up. It feels like a trick. But what if the story opened with the main character in someone else’s dream—not being dreamed about, but actually running around and doing things inside the dream?

One type of personal demon that Vicky exterminates is called a Drude, a dream demon. Drudes infest people’s dreamscapes to cause nightmares, feeding on their victims’ fear. So Vicky needed to be able to enter her clients’ dreams to root out the Drudes and destroy them. I gave her the technology to do this. Throw in an overeager teenage zombie apprentice and an extermination that goes terribly wrong, and you’ve got an entertaining opening scene.

Knowing when to play by the rules is important. But sometimes, ignoring perfectly good advice and blazing your own trail gets good results, too. Vicky Vaughn thinks so, anyway.

About the Author:
Nancy Holzner is the author of the Deadtown urban fantasy series, which features shapeshifting demon slayer Vicky Vaughn. Deadtown is out now; its sequel, Hellforged, will hit bookstore shelves on 12/28/10. You can read Deadtown’s first chapter here.

Geek Month in Review: August 2010

By JB Sanders

And here’s the August edition of Geek Monthly.

Pictish symbols
Because few things are geekier than a language dead over a thousand years. Plus it’s got some code-decryption bits.

Pencil-tip Micro-sculptures
Geeky in that retro sort-of way. There’s a “how many angels” joke in here somewhere.

Nobody Does it Better
Where “it” is late-night talk show hosting. Thirty years of shows digitized and searchable. Pro-payment thing to get the full clips, but they’ll have a rotating selection of clips and full shows available. Wild!

When Computer Keyboards Were Made Like 1950’s Cars
You know, with steel. There are people who swear by their ancient, clunky keyboards and will get violent if someone tries to take them away. And when your keyboard is, in fact, made of steel (NOT plastic), that’s a problem.

But there are different brands of “my favorite keyboard”.

There’s Ancient Apple.
The Intentionally Retro

And the King of Keyboards, the IBM Model M Thunkmaster. So you KNOW when you’re typing.

LEGO Creationary
It’s like Pictionary; only instead of drawing you build things with LEGOS. Not sold yet? How about it has difficulty settings, from things like “cactus” to “Taj Mahal”. Seriously. Buy here.

Ancient Recordings!
Well, ok, old recordings. From the 20’s and 30’s and 40’s, music and speeches not heard since they were recorded. It’s mostly an article about lost Jazz recordings, but also about a tech genius (William Savory) who recorded live jam sessions onto aluminum and acetate 12-inch and 16-inch disks at 33 1/3 before that it was fully invented (he did help create the standard). Which leads to quotes like this: “You hear some of this stuff and you say, ‘This can’t be 70 years old.’ ”

Unfortunately, although they’re hard at work digitizing (and in some cases, cleaning the records so they can be played), it’s going to take a long time to get online. And then there’s the who owns it thing. Not the records, that’s clear – the music. Woo!

Screens Under the Microscope
Kindle and iPad screens under a USB microscope, compared with newspaper, book and magazine print. Nice comparison!

Big Monster Movies
Are they back? If so, cool!

Plug-in Solar & Wind
This is crazy smart, if they can make it happen. Imagine grabbing a few solar panels from the hardware store, putting them where you like and plugging them into a regular outlet. Then it just provides the house with power. The company is coming out with products in 2011 (which is a lot better than the ubiquitous “5 years”). I’ll be waiting.

Visualizing Data
David McCandless shows us how to visualize massive amounts of data. Or “knowledge compression”. Fascinating, funny, insightful. Pretty much as with all TED talks (the good ones, anyway).

And don’t miss out on his actual website, where he’s posted zillions more of these great diagrams.

Especially this one on how many times Dr Who has traveled through time.

Muh Ruh Ruhhh
All of Chewbacca’s dialogue from all his appearances in the Star Wars movies, on a large sticky note.

Lost 25 Minutes of Metropolis: Found!
When Fritz Lang’s epic silent-movie Sci-Fi masterpiece was released in theaters, the movie was cut from it’s original 2 and a half hours to a more palatable 90 minutes, slicing away scenes which “make so much more sense” when included. Take a look at a glimpse.

Cheeseburger Dissolved in Acid
Ever wonder what would happen if you dipped a burger in hydrochloric acid? Wonder no longer!

Self-lacing Sneakers on the Way
Marty McFly had them in 1985, so why don’t we? Nike is working on it.

About John:
John’s a geek from way back. He’s been floating between various computer-related jobs for years, until he settled into doing tech support in higher ed. Now he rules the Macs on campus with an iron hand (really, it’s on his desk).

Geek Credentials:
RPG: Blue box D&D, lead minis, been to GenCon in Milwaukee.
Computer: TRS-80 Color Computer, Amiga 1000, UNIX system w/reel-to-reel backup tape
Card games: bought Magic cards at GenCon in 1993
Science: Met Phil Plait, got time on a mainframe for astronomy project in 1983
His Blog: http://glenandtyler.blogspot.com

A Leader Remembered: Isaac Bonewits 1949 – 2010

by Shira Tarantino

This past Thursday, August 12, I woke up early in the morning and went
downstairs to read the newest issue of my favorite Pagan magazine, Witches & Pagans. It was around 8 AM as I casually flipped through the pages, landing on an article by Isaac Bonewits. I began reading his scholarly article attentively, but soon my thoughts turned to the author himself. My mind drifted into the ether and feelings of hope and protection came over me. I closed the pages of the magazine, having lost my urge to read, and made peace with my clouded consciousness.

On Thursday, August 12, 2010 at 8am EST, Isaac Bonewits crossed into the Summerland. I learned this several hours into the day following Phaedra Bonewits’ Facebook post announcing her beloved husband’s passing.

While I did not have the fortunate experience of ever meeting the man, in many ways, Isaac’s life’s work helped to shape my own Pagan existence. As a very public archdruid, Isaac Bonewits paved the way for many other Pagans to “come out of the broom closet.” Isaac was so many things to so many people: a spiritual leader, a teacher, a mentor, a guide. The list is deep. He was also a loving husband, a father, an author, and founder of one of the country’s first public Druid fellowships, Ar nDraiocht Fein.

Phaedra Bonewits, on her Memorials for Isaac discussion on Facebook, wrote, “I lost the love of my life last Thursday, but his life goes on in the influence he’s had on everyone.”

Isaac Bonewits’ life was celebrated at a memorial service at the First Unitarian Society of Rockland County (FUSRC) this past Saturday, August 21 in Pomona, NY. His life and works were remembered with love and fondness. If you would like to pay tribute to Isaac but were unable to attend the service in Pomona, there will be many other independent memorials across North America. You can check Isaac and Phaedra’s Facebook page to see if and when there will be one in your area. If your group or Coven is putting on a public memorial for Isaac, you can post it on the same page.

I cannot even begin to put together a comprehensive tribute as beautifully as the following people have done for Isaac, and so I have attached their links below.

Isaac, may you enter the Summerlands unbounded and experience limitless joy, peace, and love. You were a great part of us in this existence and you will continue to be a part of us in another. Your spirit lives on in the hearts and minds of those whose presence you graced, whose spirits you lifted and whose hearts you touched.

Isaac Bonewits Tributes:

Neopagan.net’s blog (the corresponding blog to Isaac and Phaedra’s website) – Obituary

NPR (National Public Radio) – Tribute by Margot Adler

The Wild Hunt – Tribute by Jason Pitzl-Waters

The Geek Month in Review: July 2010

by JB Sanders

So I’ve collected a bunch of stuff together in the form of my commentary on various geeky news stories, reviews, or whatnot. One paragraph of my thoughts, plus a link or two related to it.

This will not always be everything that happened in the month of Geek Relevance. I don’t have the staff for that. Heck, I barely have enough staff to get me coffee! But I promise at least one or two things you haven’t heard about before, because they’re so damned obscure.

Here’s July 2010 in Geekery:

RPG Geek Squee
Monte Cook did a full-on adventure module! If you aren’t familiar with who Monte Cook is, he was one of three people responsible for re-engineering D&D in 1998, D&D 3.0. I would say that D&D 3.0 was probably one of the most successful RPG systems ever created. It combined modern sensibilities with a lot of the flavor of Old School D&D. So he’s one of those folks in the Geek Hall of Fame.

But it doesn’t slice bread (app pending)
Look, everyone who knows me will tell you, I’m a huge Apple fanboy. I got that going on all over the place. But those of you old enough to remember the Jetsons will recall scifi’s promise of the video phone. It was going to be wall-sized or toaster-sized (like the “real” telephones of 1974). It was going to revolutionize everything and everyone was going to have one.

Well, Apple’s iPhone 4 does that in a device that fits in your HAND. Video calls. In your HAND.

So, I find it infinitely amusing that folks have made an application for the iPhone 4 that turns it into a flashlight. A real, serious flashlight that uses the iPhone 4’s LED flash (designed for flash photography).

It’s a Swiss-army phone!

Mark Twain, still kicking ass
The man’s been dead 100 years, but he’s still topical, relevant and acerbic as hell.

Now THAT’s Building a Castle
This team has been working on building a castle in France using only traditional methods (as they can figure them out via archaeology and reading historical texts). They’ve been going since 1998.

Plato’s Hidden Messages
There’s nothing cooler than discovering deeper meaning, and when that comes from one of the founders of “Western Civilization” (such as it is), you just have to step back and say “Whoa!”. A scholar in Britain has discovered hidden messages coded in Plato’s writings. Stuff he couldn’t say openly for fear of reprisal.

The SciFi Airshow
So, it’s like an air show, only all the “planes” are scifi space vehicles. (It’s not real, though.)

Word of the Month: phonagnosia
It’s when you can’t recognize who a person is just by their voice.

Gore Factor Five!
I know, Dragon Age: Origins has been out, like, forever. The review I’m linking to is even months old. But it’s so damn funny, who cares?!

Best. Map. Ever..
Or even, all maps ever made of the earth, the stars and the universe in general, smushed together. Found out about this amazing map by seeing it on TED, and if you don’t know about the TED talks, I’m sorry. You’re about to have a lot of your free time sucked away by amazing speakers and mind-blowing technology.

See the talk about it at TEDTalks.

And then see the software that makes up the map.

Sinbad, Totally Not a Remake
I don’t really know what to make of this preview. It’s got Patrick Stewart voice over, but it looks like someone said “hey, what if Bollywood made a Sindbad movie in the 70’s?”. Hell, Bollywood probably DID make some Sinbad movies in the 70’s. To Wikipedia! No! They did make a TV series about Sindbad though.

Anyway, it’s a teaser trailer.

It’ll Totally Be a Hit With the Geeks
And while I’m on the subject of wack-ass previews, here’s Sucker Punch. This movie will either be:
1. The greatest movie ever made.
2. The worst movie ever made.

I don’t really see any middle ground for it. On the surface, it’s got what every hetero male (or lesbian female) movie-going geek wants to see: chicks with swords, kicking robot samurai ass. It’s got burlesque, and dragons breathing fire. It’s got airplane dogfights, zepplins, machine guns, gangsters, and a 1950’s insane asylum. And since it’s from the director of 300 and Watchmen, it looks like rock-and-roll.

See the preview and you’ll know what I mean.

Tron
You saw the trailer, right? New movie, same universe. Not a remake, but a … sequel? Yeah, looks good.

About John:
John’s a geek from way back. He’s been floating between various computer-related jobs for years, until he settled into doing tech support in higher ed. Now he rules the Macs on campus with an iron hand (really, it’s on his desk).

Geek Credentials:
RPG: Blue box D&D, lead minis, been to GenCon in Milwaukee.
Computer: TRS-80 Color Computer, Amiga 1000, UNIX system w/reel-to-reel backup tape
Card games: bought Magic cards at GenCon in 1993
Science: Met Phil Plait, got time on a mainframe for astronomy project in 1983
His Blog: http://glenandtyler.blogspot.com

Having Your Own Website Means Never Having to Say You’re Sorry

Has this month been a pretty non-event month at The Magical Buffet or what? It looks like this month will only have 8 articles, quite the drop from the 13 articles that were published in May and June of this year. So what gives?

At the beginning of this month I intentionally ran myself into the ground trying to stay busy and not stress too much about my appointment with a specialist that took place on July 6th. It seemed like a good idea at the time. However, I came back to a household that had been neglected for over a week and a new too busy to breathe season at my office job. (A lady has got to pay the bills, ya’ know.) Add in the few mishaps with starting the beginning of a new treatment, and well, you end up with a lackluster Buffet month.

I had considered not saying anything and hope that no one would notice, but the fact is, I know I’ve been underperforming as of late and I felt I owed each and every reader a personal apology for kind of sucking out. Life happens, but still, I’m sorry folks.

Hopefully me, and The Buffet, will start getting back up to speed again, and I’m getting a little help from some friends.

When I switched The Magical Buffet over from its monthly spirituality focused format to this new whatever floats my boat blog format you guys stuck by me and that change. And let’s face it, we’ve been having some good times; The Colbert Healthcare Challenge, 10 Questions with Steve Kenson, The Quest for Fire: Flaming Mojitos in Our Time, and more. I’ve really enjoyed getting to share more of myself and my interests with you. I hope that from time to time I’ve made you consider something in a different way or perhaps introduced you to something entirely new. That said, there are two things I really wanted to do with this new format that haven’t really come to fruition.

The first thing is, that being a geek, I wanted to share lots of ideas and news from the geekier side of my life such as RPGs, comics, geek-like (or geek adjacent) movies and television, websites, and more. Despite a strong start with my interview with Steve Kenson and a few other assorted “geek” articles I find overall the site to be lacking. All the while, my friend John Sanders has been emailing his friends and I links to articles about all kinds of geeky news, products, or websites. One day I realized, he keeps tabs on many of the geeky things I would want to share with my readers, so I asked him if he would be willing to do that very thing, and he agreed. Readers might not be familiar with John, but they are familiar with a lot of his work. Many of the articles that I publish first get checked over by John utilizing his education in technical writing to my benefit. John works in tech support, which does nothing but elevate his geek cred. He’s currently working on his first novel which is fiction, but I still associate with him anyway. He will be a regular contributor with his own feature, “The Geek Month in Review”.

The other thing I wanted to make sure happened when I switched formats was that I would continue to provide articles of interest for all the wonderful Wiccan, Pagans, and Witches who supported The Magical Buffet from day one. Despite my best intentions, it’s safe to say that the site is lacking. Then one day I was reading a newsletter from Handfasting.org, run by my friend Shira Tarantino (who first appeared on The Magical Buffet in 2007 and again in 2009), and I found myself thinking, man, she’s good. Her articles are interesting, well researched, and generally have a taste of her great sense of humor. I found myself wondering how to get her on my website again. Then it hit me. Just like my friend John and his “Geek Month in Review”, maybe she would be willing to do a “Witch Month in Review” feature for The Magical Buffet. In what I feel is an extraordinary stroke of luck, she agreed. Since Shira agreed she has been sending me emails filled with wonderful ideas and boundless enthusiasm. I know that if you’re looking for news from a Pagan perspective there are great websites like The Wild Hunt (my personal favorite), and it’s associated Pagan Newswire Collective, and Witchvox but my goal here at The Magical Buffet is to offer loads of perspectives and introduce communities to other communities. The Wiccan that subscribes to The Magical Buffet reads the Steve Kenson interview, and my gaming buddies read The Wiccan Rede Project essays. This is a chance to hopefully more thoroughly introduce and integrate diverse communities, and I can think of no better emissary than Shira.

So not one, but TWO new features. See, I may not have been producing much, but I have been thinking about all of you. Now just like I fell behind, both of these guys have their own lives of family, friends, and work, so maybe we won’t see them every month (although I hope we do). I’m hoping that their contributions will make The Magical Buffet both more fun and more informative than it has been in the past. It seems like a good place to start. Both features will debut in August.

Psssst! I know, I know, I’m always about the “A Magical Buffet of Authors” event at the Barnes and Noble in Saratoga Springs, NY on September 11, 2010, but I just can’t resist mentioning it again. Remember, you learned about it here. You’ve joined the event on Facebook and MySpace, right? Good work gang! I’ll be able to thank you in person in September!

A Writer’s Journey: The Birth of Blue Honor

by K. Williams

It was August of 2008 when I finally decided that my journey in writing the first big project of my career was going to end. Yet, it neither began nor ended there. The art of writing a novel is a much more unpredictable animal.

That unpredictable animal struck me in the fall of 1998. I was entering my last semester in college and seeking a way to blend my studies in a tidy finale. I had already switched gears half way through college, eloping with English and leaving my dreams of a future with Biology behind, while engaging in an affair with History on the side. As if they formed the holy trinity, I needed to find a way to bring these three diverse studies into one being and prove my time meaningfully spent.

Blue honor’s birth was a spark in a moment in time that could not predict the eventual result. Sitting in my room, on the phone with a college peer, I rolled the idea over and over examining how it could work, mulling my hypotheses like a good scientist. Eventually, it was decided. I would blend my major studies in English with my minor studies in History, once again leaving Biology to the past, and write a novel. Then the question of when and who arose. It was all well and good to say: I am going to write a book. I had written a good portion of several attempts already. I knew that unless I had a solid idea it would end as abruptly as it began on the to be worked later pile.

What this needed was a great time period to base it in. The Middle ages. No. I leaned to the Middle Ages in my other work too much already. It would be covering the same ground and perhaps diminish the other books if I ever brought them to fruition. I was already engaged in writing a fantasy epic and it felt too close to the subject to entertain. How about the Revolution? No. I just did not feel in love with that moment in time to write a semester length independent study about it. It would be dry, boring and therefore poorly written. No. I had to be in love with this time. What’s your favorite time? Well the era of World War II and the Victorian Age of course. The blood coursed through me. I was getting close. Well, where then? The Forties could land you in the South Pacific or Europe depending on which theater. I was excited. War always drew me in as a subject matter; a passionate and violent lover it was, but never boring. Yes! There had to be a war. But, no. I can’t do the fabulous forties. I’m already thinking of a couple works then and I don’t want to use them for this. They’re not ready to be done yet. Besides, I had a bad time in that class and don’t want to think of it right now. All right then, the Victorian Era it is. The Victorian Era and a war were definite. One more step and I had my spring board.

You can see from my bend in studies and thought that I had a penchant for Europe and the middle ages. It would have been so natural for me to want to go to England and follow someone to India. A dashing hero running away with the East India Company, but it just did not sing the song of my heart.

Bubbling up from the well of inspiration, it came to me. Why cross the pond? By that time, there was so much happening here in the United States of America, it was unnecessary to do so. Wouldn’t I want to know more about my own nation? My minor studies in history had followed early European History, early British History and turn of the century America. Adding a piece of Victorian American History might just give me a tidier grouping. The bubble popped and the answer sat in my lap: The United States Civil War. And, it just so happened, my peer had just done a study with the perfect professor and could make the introductions.

In a few days I had my appointment, met with University at Albany Professor and Yale graduate Richard Kendall and hashed out my idea. He was astounded! No one had asked to do an independent study such as this before. He was more than happy to spear head the plan. So with the green light, I spent the semester buried in books and the United States Civil War, bleeding with brothers, blue and gray, horse charges and cavalry, and won the battle of the paper and pen. I brought Emily and Joseph to life, setting them up with their families and lives. I put them through war and hell. I gave them fear and happiness. I played god in my version of the 1860s for five months. When I was done molding this creation, I handed Professor Kendall the final work, totaling about 80 pages of fictional and historical blood, sweat and tears.

Professor Kendall was floored and could not wait to have a good look at it. Within a week we spoke again and he apologized that he could not provide me with a letter grade as all independent studies were left at satisfactory or unsatisfactory. He wanted to give it an A at least and wanted me to know. He hoped I would pursue publication of the work. I should let him know if I had and how it was going. He said it deserves more than stopping here.

From there, the book seemed to roll into life on its own and Kendall appeared to be right. I brought it with me to a seminar on how to get published, where I met Sarah Jane Freymann Agent, Katharine Sands. She called in two months willing to take on the project. I just needed to flesh it out. I returned it to her double in size and the process of shopping around for a publisher began, but also began the process of my roadblocks. From negative to glowing, reviews came back from all kinds of editors in every avenue Katherine could find, but time after time the project just did not light the fire it needed to. Instead, it lit the fires of resentment in myself and made this part of the journey a struggle, as if I was about to fight my own war.

My characters were scattered and incomplete. My story was weak without their development. I needed to find a way to fix this and make them see that the potential they claimed to see in my work was worth taking a chance on. Frustrated by my bad luck, I reworked the story, adding more, shaving more, editing, and rewording. I did this process a few times, hoping that with each polish, the sparkle of my creation would catch the eye of the right person and I would be on my way. No more, I wish you had gotten me sooner, buts.

It’s hard to see a sparkle in a crowded room of other sparkling objects. I learned that slowly. It wasn’t so much that my work was less worthy than others, but that others sparkled just as much, and there was an abundance of good things to be scooped up by editors. They had a buffet to gorge themselves at. The tiniest reason to say no became the best reason to say no. My book was bulky and intimidating at this time and would take several months of work to whip it into shape for publication. I was not connected to anyone and was no known myself. I was too new to the game to be readily acceptable. Keep an eye on this one, but the answer is still no.

Frustrated by my inability to outshine and fix the issues with my work, I set the novel aside at Katherine’s suggestion and sent her my fantasy series to suggest to a friend of hers. I crossed my fingers, but as before, the same issues clouded my horizon.

In this time, I turned to writing poetry, other novels were begun and abandoned, editing renewed and stopped and renewed, random short stories came to life. I even wrote a children’s book called Oliver Diglebee. That monkey Oliver helped to heal my wounded genius, but it did not sustain me once the wound had mostly healed. I needed another creative outlet. Somehow I stumbled onto the website deviantArt.com in August of 2005. Poking around I saw it had merit and was a friendly useable place to connect with other artists. There I was able to post my work. Meet other writers and moan about the trouble with publishing. We read and critiqued work and grew. I even completed a faux series for the Marvel Comic X-men franchise, which my readers went crazy for. deviantArt was cathartic. I was finding my soul again.

Also in late 2005, I picked up a camera with serious focus and embarked on a new journey in photography. With this new found passion, I could be out, not think and see my stacks of heart poured pages lying about unread. I captured beauty and stopped to look at things again. The clouds broke.

In time, I had healed well enough to move back from my other writings and photos, even sketch work to find that first major project waiting for me, just like Ms. Sands said I would. I pulled it out one day in July 2008 and began another edit. By August, I had found a means to publish the work. I just needed an editor. I fell into a streak of luck and placed them. Out of nowhere, I could suddenly see the end of the great journey coming. I worked diligently with anticipation. How would I do the cover? What could I do? My mother announced that there would be an encampment in town. Kismet. My heart pounded, just like in the old days. It was meant to be now.

I attended that encampment, thinking I would take a couple snaps. I had years of practice and was hopeful I would get something to work. I had this inane ability to do it. It just happened, so I just did it.

Wandering to the end of the camp, I found a horse and his rider. Jack was a sweet boy, rather sleepy and sheepish with his great head hung. I snapped a couple shots of him and his rider. I wandered the camp, a bit disconsolate as nothing but that horse seemed to really make sense. I made my way back to him after listening to some lectures and took another try while his rider sat in the saddle talking about cavalry life. I prayed. I just needed one shot to make the cover. It was the final piece; the cherry on the sundae.

I left the camp, not willing to be hopeful, as disappointment had calmed me over the years. I would find something that would do and it would be good. When I got home, I was impatient enough to begin the digital photo process right away. I opened that last shot of Jack and his rider and lost my breath. My heart stopped. It was as if I were Emily, watching Manny approach with my beloved Joseph tall in his saddle. This was really happening.

The struggle ended with a whimper. After years in the desert, I found my way back. I formatted, edited and had others edit my work. I submitted it to the publisher and it was over. The proofs arrived. The problems were fixed. The book was published and I held the product of my struggle in my hand, a proud embattled parent. I had won the battle of paper and pen and become a wiser worldlier artist for it.

Blue Honor by K. Williams is available at Amazon.com and your local retailer through special order. It can be downloaded to kindle.

“An epic journey of love’s struggle to survive when a country struggled to unite.”

The Conrads are a wealthy dairy family from Vermont, who plan the marriage of their daughter Emily to Evan Howell, the son of a neighboring middle class farmer. When Evan decides to attend West Point, that certainty is brought into question. War breaks out between the states, carrying Evan even farther from the plans their families calculated.

During rarely given leave, Evan returns home with his close friend Joseph Maynard, of a socialite Baltimore family. On their first night in quiet Vermont, the Conrad Farm is threatened by fire. Toting Emily’s prize calf to safety, Joseph offers the Conrad’s more than assistance in a time of need. Can they accept what they have not planned for?

Relying on the nurturing assistance of Henrietta Benson, a runaway slave, Emily struggles to come to terms with her new feelings for the stranger and her mother’s refusal to give up on the past.

Emily and Joseph’s relationship strengthens despite her mother’s attempts at turning him away. Then the time comes that Joseph must leave to fulfill his duty as a soldier. Courting disaster, the lovers agree to continue their affair on paper. In the shadows, Emily’s mother bonds with two young comrades to see the affair ended for good. Now Emily and Joseph must traverse the dangerous gauntlet of both war and treachery.

About the Author:
Born and raised in the distinguished city of Saratoga Springs, New York, K. Williams grew with a love of art and history. Drawn to the United States Civil War by its powerful combination of romance and tragedy, K weaves her first historical fiction art piece. Currently, K is working on a fantasy novel series and two screenplay projects. Also an accomplished visual artist, K’s photography and digital works can be viewed through links at www.bluehonor.com. K is a graduate of the University at Albany.

Weaving a Woman’s Life

by Paula Chaffee Scardamalia

Weaving touches you, literally touches you every day. Like that advertising slogan, it is “the fabric of your life”. The towels you use to dry yourself after your morning shower are woven. The jeans you slip on in the evening to relax are woven. The sheets you lie down on at night to sleep are, usually, woven. The fabric of your couch, chair seats, drapes, kitchen towels, and rugs are all woven.

And, whether we realize it consciously or unconsciously, weaving and woven fabric not only permeates our lives, it also permeates our language, especially our metaphors. How many times have you used the phrase “woven together”, or “weaves through” to imply an integration of elements? How about that familiar warning – “Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive.” Even the word we use for our internet community, the “Web” refers both to the web of fabric and to the web spun by a spider, an arachnid who, by the way, gets its name from a mythical mortal, Arachne, who dared to challenge the goddess of weaving, Athena, to a contest. She lost, of course, and was turned into a spider for her hubris.

Weaving is one of the oldest crafts, dating back to the Neolithic period, thousands of years before knitting was invented. Weaving was the first way humans found to clothe themselves with something other than skins and furs. Its antiquity is another reason weaving so permeates our lives, our language, and our metaphors. Weaving is primal, basic, calling to us from the beginnings of civilization.

Woven means that there are vertical threads and horizontal threads crossing over and under each other to create the fabric (remember making those loop potholders as a child?). Weaving’s structure is basic and symbolic. In that physical act of horizontal over vertical the metaphysical is invoked. Within so many world religions and spiritual traditions, there is the crossing of the horizontal over the vertical – the Christian cross, the Celtic cross, the pagan cross, the Egyptian ankh, the Druidic Tree of Life, Native American traditions’ honoring of the four directions, and others – that often represents both the masculine and feminine forces, the material and the spiritual, in relationship to each other.

So woven fabric is a magical cloth consisting of thousands of tiny crosses carrying the numinous energy of both the masculine and feminine, the physical and spiritual in relationship to each other – the primal and divine creative forces.

When I began weaving in the 80’s, I did not understand or appreciate what magic this craft held or what it could teach me on a personal and spiritual level, at least not consciously. I must have been pulled, though, to that first weaving class by a distant memory of one of my favorite childhood Disney movies, “The Three Lives of Thomasina”. The movie takes place in early 20th century Wales and has all the makings of a fairytale. One of the central characters is a beautiful, mysterious woman played by Susan Hampshire, who lives in a cottage in the woods. All the local children think this woman is a witch because of the strange, rhythmic sounds coming from her cottage. When we finally see the inside of the cottage, we find this ethereal blonde, blue-eyed woman sitting at a large floor loom weaving away. The suspicious thumping sound is only the beat of the reed against the cloth.

That image must have brewed in my creative soul for many years, for when the chance came to learn weaving, I took it. Several years later, when woven items accumulated about the house, I began to sell my work, first through the local guild, then at craft shows. More than twenty years later, my studio is filled with yarns, looms, and all the accoutrements that come with having a full-time weaving business. My passion for fiber, texture, color, and design found a home in the loom.

About the same time I was learning to weave and grow a career, I also embarked on a spiritual journey, exploring feminist theology, Wicca, Native American spiritual traditions (I am a small part Cherokee on my mother’s side), Hinduism, Buddhism, meditation, and yoga. I kept looking for “the Teacher,” while hearing over and over in my mind, “When the student is ready the teacher will appear.”

Often, what is not explained when someone makes that statement is that the teacher doesn’t necessarily come in the form of a guru or wise sage. Often the teacher is a relationship with someone – a boss, a partner, a child, a friend, or even a pet. Equally often the teacher is a practice – the doing of something with commitment, consistency, focus, and endurance. In my case, weaving has been one of my primary spiritual teachers – it just took me a while to realize it.

My other realization was that weaving is not something separate from all the other things I do as wife, mother, author, creativity coach, and dream worker. For years, I kept asking myself, “Is this what I am supposed to do? Or am I supposed to be a writer, or a teacher or, or , or…” Gradually, I understood that weaving is part of it all, and that it is all part of weaving; that, in fact, weaving gave me insights into all those areas and vice versa. It was, excuse the expression, all interwoven!

While I may still be traveling the path to wisdom and enlightenment after all these years, at least now I know I merely have to follow the threads of a craft that stretches forward and backward in time, that joins the material with the spiritual, and I will be well on my way.

So, for you, I hope that you may find the person or practice that will guide you on your spiritual path. And with each throw of the shuttle and each beat of the reed, may the fabric of your life grow more beautiful and strong.

About the Author:
Paula Chaffee Scardamalia is a book and creativity coach, a speaker, and the award-winning author of “Weaving a Woman’s Life: Spiritual Lessons from the Loom”, inspired by her successful career as a nationally recognized professional weaver and designer. Using dreams, tarot, and rituals, she coaches women and leads group and individual retreats. Her weekly ezine, Divine Muse-ings, helps writers and other creatives stay connected to the Muse and lead an inspired, gutsy and productive creative life. You can sign up at for her newsletter or order her book at www.diviningthemuse.com.

Everyday Dharma Challenge: Week Seven

(normal text is Rebecca, italicized text is Lama Willa Miller)

Well here we are Buddhism fans, week seven of my “Everyday Dharma” challenge. This is the final week which covers self-discipline, enthusiasm, and wisdom. So far each week has still been manageable with regards to time you need to devote to it. Writing everything up takes much longer than actually doing any of the exercises from the book. I’m still struggling with the meditation. I’ll be curious to see if I keep trying to do it after I complete this week. Let’s dive in, shall we?

Day one discussed self-discipline, a thing I sorely lack. However, the self-discipline that Lama Willa talks about isn’t making sure you clean the bathroom or take out the garbage every week. This is spiritual self-discipline, which oddly I find less intimidating. Self-discipline with regards to “Everyday Dharma” is “the art of living life within spiritual boundaries.” The boundaries Lama Willa discusses are the Buddha’s ten moral imperatives: practice nonviolence, respect property, be sexually responsible, be honest and direct, speak with kindness, make peace, speak meaningfully, be loving and forgiving in spirit, be generous of heart, keep your perspective in line with truth. When you give any of these any thought, you realize that they’re much harder than they appear at first glance. However, still easier than me cleaning the apartment weekly! The exercise was to pick three moral imperatives to observe the rest of the week. These can be Buddha’s or of your own design. I picked be honest and direct, be loving and forgiving in spirit, be generous of heart. They seem simple enough on paper, much more challenging to do.

Good choices. Moral imperatives are rich ways of working with our daily habits of body and mind. The purpose of working with moral imperatives is not about trying to be perfect, but about developing mindfulness. Mindfulness is a simply a state of paying attention. When we carry around a moral imperative, we begin to become more mindful of our actions, our speech and our internal attitudes. So, for example, Rebecca is working with being more honest and direct. When we carry a vow like that around, we begin to think about our speech. We start to pay attention to the subtleties of what we say, and our reflex habits of responding in conversation. For example, when someone asks me, “How’s it going?”, I may answer “fine” just out of habit, even though I am feeling lousy. By doing this, it may seem as if I am saving the other person the burden of my troubles. But what if I really told him or her that I am having a hard day? It might open up a whole different direction in our conversation. It might help us connect in a more real and straightforward way. Because it feels hard, we don’t always try this kind of openness. But if we don’t try it, we don’t discover what will happen. Honesty is not always easy. But it a deep practice to try to live with honesty. It builds self-discipline internally, and it makes you a more trustworthy friend.

Day two dealt with enthusiasm and how battling laziness and complacency are key to a spiritual practice. The exercise for the day was working with discouragement. You say what you’re discouraged about, then the reasons you’re falling short, and finally you reevaluate these reasons. I will readily admit to being discouraged, unfortunately I find I can’t sum it up as a simple statement of thing. I suspect that many people would agree with me that sometimes things aren’t so easy to define.

This is a good point and I’m glad you brought it up, Rebecca. This can go on the list for things to explore more here if there is ever a second edition! Actually, if there is ever another edition, it will probably not resemble the first one all that much. It is interesting that once you write something, you discover that there is another, completely different book inside you.

Back to discouragement. There’s a certain kind of sluggishness that goes along with discouragement. Perhaps that is why the Buddha classified it as a type of laziness. When we are feeling discouraged, we just feel frozen. It is easy to complain about the external conditions. These conditions are making us feel discouraged. Or our we take the problem on ourselves: We feel inadequate, and that makes us feel discouraged.

But, there is a usefulness to discouragement. We can look at discouragement as a kind of internal constellation in which we temporarily forget the powerful potential of our own will. When we forget our will, it seems as if we cannot change conditions. But if we use the experience of discouragement as a way of remembering, it becomes like a spur. Just by noticing we are feeling discouraged, we take the first step. From noticing comes remembering. What we remember is that we possess will. When we remember the power of will, discouragement spurs us to reconfigure our priorities, think creatively and take action. If we see can see a part of discouragement that spurs, it helps us reclaim our power from external conditions. With that reclaimed power, we can come up with solutions and alternatives, and find a reserve to keep going in the face of difficulties.

Day three was about the important qualities of curiosity, carefulness, and concentration, and how they support enthusiasm. Although Lama Willa discusses these three things, it is concentration that the day was really about. Meditation requires concentration, a thing that I lack. My mind does not like to quiet down and often it feels as if it fights me the whole way. The exercise was practicing meditation while gazing at an object. I have found that meditating with my eyes open has helped prior to now. Adding an object does not make it any easier or harder.

Generally, Tibetan forms of instruction recommend meditation with eyes open. At first, this can seem distracting to some individuals. But after awhile, the mind learns to settle down with a visual field. Open eyes let in light, leaving the mind brighter and more alert. Because you are more alert, dullness does not sneak as easily into your meditation. In addition, the open-eyed gaze mirrors our ordinary, waking experience, so meditation is more easily integrated into life off the cushion. Open eyes lead to open.

Day four was the first of three days dealing with wisdom. “Wisdom,” Lama Willa explains, “in Buddhism, does not refer only to kitchen-table wisdom. It refers to that part of our mind that knows truth – not partial truths, but the whole truth.” It’s difficult to sum up the whole of what she was talking about, but I’ll give it a try. Essentially truth can only be understood through the nondual wisdom in which the knower (you) and the known (truth) become one. You find this in losing yourself, being in the zone. The exercise was to perform a simple repetitive activity and try to become absorbed in it and become one with the activity. This is harder than it sounds!

This exercise is a practice of meditation in motion, or active meditation. Ironically, active meditation is best accomplished when you just let go completely into what you are doing. That means not even trying to be absorbed in your activity. As long as we are trying to be absorbed, that state will avoid us. But you have to start somewhere, so you begin by trying to become absorbed. Eventually, you need to let the activity “do” you.

Day five discussed wisdom as being innate. That’s right folks, right now you are wise. Not a wise ass. Lama Willa explains, “Innate wisdom is more than an idea; it exists within and of you. It is too intimate to be known with mind, because it is the mind, in its quintessential sense. Wisdom is awareness, the bare, naked, aware, conscious nature of mind.” Therefore your wisdom is your awareness. The exercise for the day was to meditate on your essence, your awareness. As per usual, I struggled with my chattering mind. I must be hyper aware! Look at all the nonsense in my head!

You have showed perseverance these past several weeks! Meditation is not even about making thought go away, but about discovering a new relationship to thought. Contrary to how it may seem, mental chattering is a normal and natural experience when you begin meditation. At first, it seems as if the clattering will simply not slow down, and it seems as if it is preventing us from meditating. But if we persist in practice, two extraordinary things happen. I say “extraordinary” because these things really change us on a deep level.

First, over time and with practice, we get more skilled in relaxation. As we learn to relax physically more deeply when we sit down to meditate, our mind begins to relax and let go. As our mind relaxes, our mind’s chatter settles out. It becomes more like a flow, rather than incessant agitation. Still, it does not go away.

Which brings us to the second thing that happens. Thought does not go away, but as we develop a regular practice, we gradually discover that thought and meditation can peacefully co-exist. The mind can be focusing on something—like your breathing for example—and still experience thought, without getting hooked by thought. Even though thought occurs, it does not disturb the focus necessarily. The only thing that becomes disturbing is when we get “caught” by a thought and follow after it. What we discover here is that focus, and the mental tranquility that comes from focusing, can co-exist with thought. In short, it is possible find a reservoir of peacefulness under the waves of the chattering mind and learn to rest there. It seems hard to believe that this could happen when you first start to meditate. That is why persistence is critical.

Day six examined the three qualities of awareness: luminosity (In this case, “it does not mean that awareness is glowing with some kind of physical light. Awareness is simply and naturally a light unto itself. While experiences change, the light-unto-itself quality of the mind does not.), emptiness (“To say that awareness has the quality of emptiness means that, while awareness is luminous, it is not a thing. It has no inherent identity.), and unimpededness (To say awareness is unimpeded means that awareness is without limits or without an edge). The thing that Lama Willa stresses is that awareness is all of these things at the same time. So if what you’re experiencing in your awareness has all three qualities, then you know you’re onto something. The exercise for the day was again meditation looking for these qualities. As you probably expect by now, it did not go so well for me. It did help to have something I’m supposed to think about, but that focus didn’t last.

Keep it up. It takes time for meditation practice to unfold. I hope that in these seven weeks, you have “tasted” your inner Buddha!

Day seven was processing the journey. This day was about reflecting on the past seven weeks. The exercise was essentially to examine what you’ve done, what practices you will continue, what goals to set, etc. Let’s talk about this next week with my big ol’ summary/book review type article, okay? It’s agreed then, see you all next week.

Congratulations Rebecca on completing the course! It has been a wonderful and educational journey for me to be witness to your responses, your persistent practice and your enthusiasm!

About Lama Willa:
Lama Willa Miller is a meditation teacher in the Tibetan Buddhist tradition. She has studied and practiced meditation for the last twenty years, training with Venerable Kalu Rinpoche, Venerable Dilgo Khentse Rinpoche, Lama Norlha Rinpoche, Khenpo Tsultrim Gyatso Rinpoche, Bokar Rinpoche, and other teachers.

She completed two seminary trainings [three-year retreats] at Kagyu Thubten Choling in upstate New York, becoming authorized as a lama, a Buddhist minister, upon completion of her training. Before and after her retreats, she spent time in Nepal, Tibet, and India, studying Buddhism and engaging in service work.

She currently lives in Arlington, MA with her husband and two dogs, where she writes, teaches Tibetan Buddhist practice and meditation, principally with Natural Dharma Fellowship. She is also working towards a PhD at Harvard University.

Lama Willa is author of the book “Everyday Dharma: Seven Weeks to Finding the Buddha in You” (2009, Quest Books), a practical guide for getting started on the spiritual path. Visit her website here.

To follow Lama Willa on Twitter, go to http://twitter.com/lamawilla.

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Everyday Dharma Challenge: Week Six

(normal text is Rebecca, italicized text is Lama Willa Miller)

It’s that time again! The “Everyday Dharma” challenge is back! This is where I’m sharing my progress of going through the book “Everyday Dharma: Seven Weeks to Finding the Buddha in You” by Lama Willa Miller. Week six was about growing your assets. Padmasambhava, who brought Buddhism to Tibet, developed a list of seven assets that are mastered on the path to awakening. These are trust, contentment, conscience, integrity, self-discipline, enthusiasm, and wisdom. I had the sneaking suspicion that this would not be any easy week!

Day one discussed trust because as Lama Willa says, “Trust is important for the spiritual path in that it is like a key. It opens the mind to possibility for growth and evolution.” There was a focus on trying to have a more open and flexible mind like a child’s. The exercise for the day was to enter into the state of mind that you had as a young child. Now I can get in touch with what I call “my inner 13 year-old” pretty easily, however rolling back to a true childlike state of trust is a bit more challenging. I can feel it in fleeting moments.

At some level, though it might be a deep level, we remember when the world was new to us. There was a time, as children, when we woke up to a world when we did things for the first time: we touched snow for the first time, or went on our first merry-go-round. As time goes on, however, we start to think we have experienced things before, that the world’s newness and novelty has worn off. From the point of view of our day to day experience, this might seem to be true. But it is worth pausing a moment and examining this. This is a perspective that relies on our memories of what we experienced before, but not so much on what we are experiencing now. When we look at things from the point of view of what we are experiencing now, however, we find a new way of being. From the point of view of this moment, things are fresh. We have never experienced this moment before. This moment is fresh, new, alive and completely unique. This very configuration of sounds and sights and feelings is fresh. This moment of touching snow, for example, is like touching it for the first time. Tibetan Buddhist teachings have a word for this. The word is “soma”, which means fresh and new. When we experience the world through the lens of “soma”, nothing is boring or old. The deeper truth is that the world is still new to us. When we get in touch with the wide-eyed openness we had as a child, we are actually more in touch with truth.

Day two was about how to trust wisely. This was about people and things are provisionally trustworthy and ultimately trustworthy. Anyone or thing that helps you on your spiritual path is trustworthy, however due to the impermanent and fluid nature of everything, these are only provisionally trustworthy. However wisdom-nature, yours and others, are ultimately trustworthy because wisdom-nature never departs. Lama Willa also explains the three developmental stages of trust that the Buddha taught: intuition, confidence, and certainty. The exercise for the day was to consider the things you can trust provisionally and ultimately in your own life.

I think it is important for us, as human beings to find a place of refuge in our lives. We need to feel safe and secure to flourish, to live up to our full potential. Unfortunately, we often take refuge in the wrong things, giving our heart and soul away to something unreliable and ephemeral, such as an addiction, money or an individual. Wise trust is an attitude the recognizes that our deepest place of trust is not in the ephemeral and changing world or in any one individual, but in our internal, unchanging wisdom-nature, or Buddha-nature. This is place of refuge that is deep and reliable, even when the world is going to pieces around us.

Because other people also have this wisdom-nature, we have good reason to trust them. But we also need to be wise about that trust, and not invest our heart and soul blindly. Confident relationships are based on a realistic point of view that takes things slowly. We have to know what and who we are trusting, even while looking beneath the surface to recognize their deeper nature, the one that mirrors our own.

Day three examined contentment. Lama Willa explains that “contentment in Tibetan is chok shepa, literally ‘knowing enough’. It means being satisfied with whatever you have, knowing that you do not need that new car, that big house, that person to make yourself content. Spiritual contentment implies being carefree, unattached, and unencumbered.” To achieve this Lama Willa discusses the practice called “equal taste”, which is working to realize that although suffering and happiness appear different; their core is a single taste, a single essence that transcends difference. The exercise for the day was to examine times when you’re happy or sad and look beyond the feeling to the core of the experiencer. This one really stumped me. I mean, I suppose when I’m happy I’m me, and when I’m sad I’m still me. So I am the same person regardless of the emotion I’m experiencing. However, I find happy and sad to be too far apart from each other to find an “equal taste”.

Don’t give up! Keep probing the question. When you are happy, try turning your mind inwards and asking “who is experiencing this state of happiness?” In other words, try to “see” the experiencer directly. When you are in a sad mood, try the same thing. You cannot think your way to an answer here. This is an intuitive exercise, not an analytical one. You actually have to try to catch the “I” that is experiencing pleasure or pain directly in the moment by looking inwards. The point is not to see the relative, constructed self [that person who is made up of our name, our age, our identity] but instead to see the experiencer of the emotion of happiness or the emotion of suffering right in the raw moment. We are not looking at the emotion, but looking at the experiencer of the emotion, so it does not matter how far apart the states of emotion are. The experiencer is still there. It is this mysterious “I” that we are looking at.

Day four was about appreciation helping cut through discontent. When you are discontented Lama Willa offers two methods to help. The first method is the path of analysis. Instead of obsessing over what you are not content with, ask yourself if you can do anything to change the situation for the better. If the answer is yes, there is no point in obsessing about it. If the answer is no, there is no point in obsessing about it because there is nothing you can do to change the situation. The second method is to interrupt your inner dialogue and think about the things you may normally overlook, but cherish in your life. Lama Willa says, “If you have to obsess, appreciate obsessively.” The exercise for the day was to consider the things you appreciate and think about what your life would be like without these things. This will help fill you with appreciation. From my experience, it works. Although I’m a worrier by nature, so it’s sometimes tough to derail my mind.

There is so much in every person’s life to be grateful for. Tangible things like food and clothing, and intangible things such as little daily interactions and coming home to our family. I was recently reading an article by some psychologists on gratitude. These researchers have found evidence that people who are grateful for their life, their friends and their family tend to also be (measureably!) happier and healthier.

Day five dealt with your conscience. According to Lama Willa, “Conscience, as a spiritual asset, is a moral radar that intuits right and wrong. Since a spiritual journey is focused on serving humanity, intuiting right and wrong comes down to intuiting help and harm.” Essentially we’re here to help and serve our fellow man; if we can’t help we should at least focus on not causing harm. We should endeavor to develop a spiritual gentleness. The exercise for the day is to identify your hard social edges, the mental, verbal, and physical patterns that put a wall between yourself and others. You’re then supposed to envision yourself softening and imagining an encounter where you let go of that habit. This is actually very complex for me. I suspect that my sarcasm could be said is something that creates hard edges and potentially builds walls, however, I think that most people who know me would argue that this is not the case. I certainly don’t think I use sarcasm in that way.

I think of a sense of humor as being a generally flexible and intuitive quality. But I suppose, as in the case of sarcasm and satire, it might be “edgy” as well. For the most part, we can rely on our internal feelings for this exercise. In Day 5, we pay attention to those moments when we feel rigid and tight inside. When we feel rigid and tight, that is sometimes an indicator of something in us that is blocked and not flowing easily. At these moments, our “hard edges” reveal themselves to us. When we act and speak at those moments, we sometimes inadvertently shut people out or shut them down. I notice this kind of rigid energy in myself sometimes when I feel anticipatory, such as before speaking in front of a group. Or when we are challenged by a situation or person, this rigid resistance comes up in the mind. The practice of “softening”, as taught by Atisha, is helpful to dissolve our rigid ways of acting, speaking and thinking. In this exercise we change our energy from rigid and fearful to receptive, compassionate and responsive. It takes self-awareness cultivated on a daily basis to begin to identify the rigid mind creeping up, and to replace it with a softer more spacious mind-frame.

Day six was about your spiritual integrity. “Spiritual integrity is the quality of being that prioritizes the transference of dreams into reality, the quality of being that does not settle for less than becoming transparent, honest, and whole now, or at least in the near future,” writes Lama Willa. She doesn’t tell you to radically overhaul your life all at once, but instead to make small changes and take small risks to help you live your life in harmony with the intentions and aspirations that you value most. The exercise was to reflect on if your life reflects the values that you hold most dearly. You’re then to decide on one small risk you’re willing to take this week to help bring your life more in line with your aspirations and intentions. I’ll be honest with all of you, I couldn’t figure out a small risk to take. I don’t feel like I’m living my life absolutely fully to my ideals, but apparently I’m close enough that I can’t think of anything small to try right now.

For me, the small risks sometimes come not in the form of doing, but rather of undoing. Many of us (especially those of us with a “yes” that leaps out of our mouths, seemingly with a mind of its own) can have a tendency to take on too much. It can feel risky to let go of that extra something that is taking our energy and focus away the core commitments of our life. For that kind of person, taking small risks can be just saying “no” sometimes, cutting down on the quantity of our activities, and focusing more on doing some deeply meaningful and fulfilling activities well, rather than many things poorly.

Day seven explored self-inquiry. Lama Willa states that “asking the question (who am I?) is an essential Buddhist practice because, no matter how good we are at philosophical speculation, we all live, breathe, act, speak, and function as if we believed in the existence of a self. That would not be so terrible, except that clinging to the notion of self causes our greatest sufferings and is the single biggest hindrance to developing universal love. It is the barrier that keeps us from recognizing out interdependence with the rest of humanity.” Repeatedly asking yourself, who am I, while in meditation is one of the best ways loosen your habit of grasping at your character traits, body and thoughts as if they were a solid self. You see your selflessness. The exercise for the day was to meditate and then abruptly ask yourself who is meditating. I must just not be there yet, because this did nothing but make me feel self-conscious and awkward. Maybe with time….

Yes, this takes time. Sometimes following along with a guided meditation makes the meditation of self-inquiry easier. Here’s a link to this meditation [and others from the book] on is iTunes!

This week has certainly given me a lot to reflect on! Stay tuned for the last week!

See you next week, Rebecca!

About Lama Willa:
Lama Willa Miller is a meditation teacher in the Tibetan Buddhist tradition. She has studied and practiced meditation for the last twenty years, training with Venerable Kalu Rinpoche, Venerable Dilgo Khentse Rinpoche, Lama Norlha Rinpoche, Khenpo Tsultrim Gyatso Rinpoche, Bokar Rinpoche, and other teachers.

She completed two seminary trainings [three-year retreats] at Kagyu Thubten Choling in upstate New York, becoming authorized as a lama, a Buddhist minister, upon completion of her training. Before and after her retreats, she spent time in Nepal, Tibet, and India, studying Buddhism and engaging in service work.

She currently lives in Arlington, MA with her husband and two dogs, where she writes, teaches Tibetan Buddhist practice and meditation, principally with Natural Dharma Fellowship. She is also working towards a PhD at Harvard University.

Lama Willa is author of the book “Everyday Dharma: Seven Weeks to Finding the Buddha in You” (2009, Quest Books), a practical guide for getting started on the spiritual path. Visit her website here.

To follow Lama Willa on Twitter, go to http://twitter.com/lamawilla.

On Facebook? Join the Everyday Dharma Facebook group.

Astrology’s Last Stand: The Science of Celestial Influence

By Tony Cartledge

The planets are in us.
Paracelsus

Astrology’s chances to qualify as a true science seem to be dead, but a small door of possibility remains open

Astrology has been a mainstay of spiritual seekers for close to four thousand years. It is one of those spiritual tools that are simply accepted without question as a reliable window into the soul and the soul’s journey on earth. Such spiritual maps are somehow exempt from critical investigation, yet the great 20th century mystic G I Gurdjieff said that critical thinking was an essential requirement on the path to awakening, and that gullibility was one of modern man’s most serious obstacle to seeing the truth about himself and the world.

Astrology has been subjected to hundreds of controlled scientific tests and has failed almost every one. Some of the more high-profile tests have been undertaken not by critics, but by astrologers and their supporters in order to find true scientific proof, so the charge of prejudiced scepticism can not be used as an excuse.

The significance and value of astrology seems to me to fall into two camps – let’s call them the ‘mechanists’ and the ‘humanists.’ Humanists believe astrology’s value is primarily therapeutic and diagnostic, while mechanists also look for real and verifiable effects according to current laws of physics.

For the humanist, there is more to astrology than being true or false. For most people, astrology works if it provides meaning. Faith needs no facts: it is all a matter of belief. A warm and sympathetic astrologer provides easily accessible therapy that gives emotional comfort, spiritual support, and intellectual stimulation. A caring astrologer provides personal support and affordable sage advice.

However, if you demand of the cosmos some form of empirical evidence of its influences, then you embark on a more rigorous and challenging road. But it’s a road already littered with the unsuccessful attempts in the search for proof. Astrology has failed almost every test of the more than 600 it has been subjected to. With one possible exception.

Michel Gauquelin tested hundreds of thousands of subjects in numerous experiments to prove that the planets influence character. His results are still disputed by most scientists, despite the sheer mass of experiments undertaken and the unexpected results.

It may now be possible to approach the Gauquelin findings from a fresh, new angle. The Gauquelin planetary types bear a remarkable similarity to a scheme of types discovered by mystic and author Rodney Collin, a student of the Russian polymath and mystic Peter Ouspensky, a pupil of Gurdjieff. This system of planetary types has been a tool in esoteric schools since at least the beginning of the Christian era.

What distinguishes these types from other schemes is the connection made by Collin between the ancient astrological archetypes and the endocrine types of veteran endocrinologist Dr Louis Berman. The endocrine glands strongly influence physiology and psychology, giving a very definite physical shape and character, and were seen by Collin as the physical link to the planetary world. The link between planets and man are the endocrine glands via resonant frequencies. Each gland is tuned to the frequencies of the planets.

Given the easily identifiable physical characteristics of these types – eg, Martial types often have red hair, Jovial males are prone to baldness, Saturnine types have long bones and are usually the tallest – it has now become possible to subject the planetary types to statistical tests that prove to be more accurate than Gauquelin’s original experiments. This new research into the Science of Celestial Influence has attracted the interest of innovative astrologer AT Mann and veteran researcher Dr Geoffrey Dean. The experimental results of the Science of Celestial Influence have been examined by Dr Dean and have shown enough promise that more experiments are being set up to establish once and for all whether the planets influence life on earth.

The planetary types have their origins in ancient Harran, the birthplace of Gnostic Mandeanism and the mystery schools of Mithraism, but are echoed in the endocrine types of Louis Berman, which gives us one foot in ancient esotericism and the other in science. Astrology and science have never really been able to forge a successful partnership in the past: this may be astrology’s last and best chance of establishing a ‘physics’ of celestial influence.

THE SEVEN TYPES

The seven ‘organic’ planetary/endocrine types that are the foundation of the research are unique in human typology and offer profound insights into human nature and behaviour. For the student of self-knowledge, they are the most accurate map to understanding oneself.

The Saturnine/anterior pituitary type: the paternalist/teacher/leader; the tallest of all types, with long bones, high cheek-bones, a strong jaw, and high forehead.

The Martial/adrenal type: the warrior/fighter/defender/destroyer; small, muscular, robust and strongly built. They often have a short, thick neck on rounded but powerful shoulders and a large chest, a strong jaw-line and chin and often a pale or ruddy or freckled complexion, with red hair or blonde hair and blue eyes.

The Jovial/posterior pituitary type: the maternalist/humanitarian; a large frame and a big waist on top of thin legs, the men often have thick, bushy eyebrows and are prone to baldness, and both men and women have poor eyesight and more Jovials wear glasses than any other type.

The Lunar/pancreas type: the hermit/dreamer/clerk
The classic Lunar is small and thin with soft and rounded features. Their complexion is very pale and the chin is receding or always small in proportion to the rest of the face.

The Venusian/parathyroid type: the libertine/nurturer
The pure Venusian has gracefully rounded, shapely or well-balanced features, and a soft, rubenesque voluptuousness, with abundant and wavy hair, nearly always black or dark brown.

The Mercurial/thyroid type: the thinker/performer
The classic Mercurial type is short, wiry, and compact, with an angular face. They are tidy and fastidious and it shows in their grooming; the men with facial hair nearly always opt for goatee beards, and thin moustaches.

The Solar/thymus type: the eternal child
The classic Solar is small, thin and waif-like, with a light, supple, childlike body, a slender waist, little body hair. They are distinctly androgynous with transparent, “milk and roses” skin, delicate features and delicate health.

About the Author:
Tony Cartledge is the author of “Planetary Types: the Science of Celestial Influence,” a critical look at astrology, and scientific research into a unique approach to planetary influences. http://planetarytypes.com.au He was born in Victoria, Australia and currently lives in Bundaberg, Queensland, four hours north of Brisbane, where he works as an advertising features writer and page designer for the local newspaper. He is currently working on a book that further explores the intersection of belief and reality, of science and spirituality, critically examining many hitherto accepted tenets of the spiritual path.