Shawn L. Bird

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Bright boots… February 20, 2011

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Every once in awhile I feel obligated to draw to your attention a fashion source that Auntie Bright would love.  I confess that Fluevog Shoes, based in Vancouver, is so fabulous that it goes beyond the adoration of my fictional character, and I love it, too!  John Fluevog is a Canadian shoe designer who creates amazing, unique, retro, delightfully Bright shoes.  If you like the weird, wonderful and unique, go wandering through the on-line store at http://www.fluevog.com 

When you’re studying the various lines of shoes,you can probably figure out that Eris has the LA boots, and Bonnie loves the Wearever collection… 

These Libby Smith boots are coming home with me and Bright, but I’m sure you’ll find something you love as well… 

PS.  While you’re at Fluevog.com don’t forget to check out John Fluevog’s beautifully restored (and slightly reinterpreted) antique Jag  “The Flueguar” under “STUFF.”  What a car!

 

Arthur Dimsdale: can’t see his power February 19, 2011

A third character to explore in The Scarlet Letter is the minister, Arthur Dimsdale. Many sources narrow in symbolically on the idea that Dimsdale is ‘dim.’ Dim as in stupid, when he fails to recognise the evil in Chillingsworth. Dim as in weak, as his physical health declines. Dim as in muted light, when he is hiding himself in the dark of his denial of Hester and Pearl.

However, there is far more to explore here. Dale means ‘valley.’ I live in a valley, and I love the sense of comfort and security the hills provide. One feels hidden away, not everyone can see you when you’re in a valley. Being in a valley cuts off light though. The sun isn’t visible until it has climbed over the hills, and it leaves earlier dropping behind them. This gives valley dwellers a shorter day. Being down in the valley also limits our perspective. We see what we see of our own little area, we don’t get a sense of the larger world unless we climb up to the top of the mountains. Isolation tends to produce navel gazers, and this certainly applies to Dimsdale. He has no sense of a wider world of possibility open to him.

Finally, Arthur is an old Welsh name means ‘bear.’ There are lots of bears where I live as well, so I know something of their characteristics and I see Arthur reflected in this name choice as well. A bear is a powerful creature which has the ability to get whatever it wants, but it can be defeated until it becomes a dancing bear- moving to the tune of trainer who has weakened it, until it has no idea of its power anymore.   A bear looks distinguished and capable to some, but the bear itself often seems slow and stupid, going about motions without a lot of consideration to more creative solutions (return to the same places to feed on easy garbage, for example, instead of fleeing to the safety of the wilderness where freedom means more effort). Bears also hibernate. They fill themselves and climb into their dens and ignore the world, stuck in their own dreams until awakened by the hunger for more. However, this is the time when bears are their most vulnerable, for a hunter can pick them off as they groggily head out the door.

Yes, Nathaniel Hawthorne made a very appropriate name choice for Arthur Dimsdale!

(c) Shawn Bird.  Students, to avoid plagarism, cite this article as follows:

Bird, Shawn.  “Arthur Dimsdale: can’t see his power.” https://shawnbird.com/2011/02/20/arthur-dimsdal…-see-his-power/  Collected (insert the date you copied the information)

 

Roger Chillingsworth: his value cools ardour! February 18, 2011

The next character worth considering in The Scarlet Letter name analysis is the antagonist, who decides that he should be known as Roger Chillingsworth. Many works reference “chill” and suggest he is cold, but don’t neglect the ‘worth’ part of his name.  His value in the story is not just to add a chill to Hester’s heart when she catches sight of him, or to chill the feeble heart of Arthur Dimsdale with his constant vigilance.  His value in the story is his cold heart, which menaces Hester. Like cold air, he hovers around making people miserable by his presence.

If Hester is a burning star, Chillingsworth is a cold calculation, freezing out good intention and positive options. When the other townsfolk have given up worrying who the adulterous father is, Hester knows that Roger Chillingsworth is still on the case, so she continually feels the chill of fear on behalf of her beloved.

Consider also that Roger means “spear.” Hester is constantly stabbed with pain in his presence, for having married him initially, for her personal betrayal of him, and for fear of his inevitable retribution.

Chillingsworth also destroys Dimsdale by the cold evil of his presence and stabs of guilt that Dimsdale feels.

At the end of the narrative when Hester and Dimsdale finally feel free and hopeful about their future, Chillingsworth destroys their dream with a stab through their hearts, and freezes them to the core with the realisation that he will never let them escape from him.

(c) Shawn Bird.  Students, to avoid plagarism, cite this article as follows:

Bird, Shawn.  “Roger Chillingsworth: his value cools ardour!”  https://shawnbird.com/2011/02/18/roger-chilling…e-cools-ardour/  Collected (insert the date you copied the information)

 

Hester Prynne: the star of love February 17, 2011

I’ve mentioned before that authors choose their characters’ names very carefully, researching them like they would for their own children.  These offspring of the imagination need a name that edifies the reader about their traits, either in agreement or contradiction.

Last weekend I read Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The Scarlet Letter.  I haven’t read it since college, and although I remember the plot well enough that I was shocked and dismayed by the movie version a few years ago, I had lost some of the finer points.  Unfortunately, I didn’t finish reading until moments before book club, and I didn’t get a chance to do some of the research I’d like to have done on the characters’ names.  So I’ll do some of that exploration here.

The protagonist of the story, of course, is Hester Prynne.  Her name is delightfully symbolic, though I can’t say I’ve ever seen reference to this in any on-line study guides I’ve skimmed through.

Her first name, Hester, is Greek.  Like “Aster” it means Star.  This meaning opens up several possible interpretations.  A star is a beacon that guides the lost.   A star illuminates the darkness.  A star is unreachable.  A star cannot be hidden for long, even if it is covered by cloud, it is still above all, shining.  A star is forever burning.  A star can implode and suck others into the void.  A star inspires stories, music, and wishes.  Now consider the character of Hester and all the ways those things apply to her…

Her last name, Prynne, is not an accident either.  Although it doesn’t mean anything to us, to Hawthorne it would have been a classical Puritan choice, like naming a Mennonite character Friesen or Reimer.  William Prynne was a very famous Puritan leader and pamphleteer.  He lived in England and wrote denouncing the Church of England and its Archbishop Laud.  Over objections to some of his writings, he found himself in court a time or two, and managed to get his ears cut off as a disciplinary measure.  He was rather successful in his campaigns, however, because Archbishop Laud was executed.  Like William Prynne, Hester Prynne was punished publically, but challenged authority by bearing unapologetically the mark of shame, and thereby turning it into a badge of honour.

I ponder whether Hawthorne could have known the Sanskrit word prem, which is a homophone of Prynne?   Prem means love.  Seems pretty coincidental, doesn’t it? Hester Prynne was a star of love, blazing above her community, having flaunted the moral rules of the community by embellishing the token of sin and becoming a beacon and a talisman.

(c) Shawn Bird.  Students, to avoid plagiarism, cite this article as follows:

Bird, Shawn.  “Hester Prynne: the star of love”  https://shawnbird.com/2011/02/17/hester-prynne/  Collected (insert the date you copied the information)

There are four posts on this blog about characters from The Scarlet Letter.  Click to see all four.

 

confusing life and love February 16, 2011

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Daily Blog prompt #47  What Part of life confuses you?

 

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What is the meaning of life?

to love and be loved

Nope that’s not confusing.

Why am I here?

To love and be loved

That’s not confusing.

Why do we have to learn this stuff?

Because you need to understand so you can

love and be loved.

That’s not confusing.

Why do bad things happen?

Some folks don’t know how

to love or be loved.

That’s not confusing.

What’s confusing?

Math.

It’s amazing how it orders the universe,

but it’s confusing.

except

my  love plus your love

multiplies into our love.

No confusion there.

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This prompt really irritated me, because I don’t find many things confusing.  I tend to shrug off connundroms as unworthy of too much attention, since ambiguity is the nature of most situations and since one person’s confusion is another person’s complexity.   I suppose I have a rather simple philosophy.   After brewing over it all day, I stepped out of my car as I got home from work, and the light bulb pinged above my head illuminating one word: math.    As an English major, I never could figure out that higher level math stuff.  Math majors might find it complex, but not confusing.  For me, theoretical mathematics twist my brain in painful ways.  So here is my offering.  When things are too complex and confusing, simplify until you’re at the basic elements.  There it is: love.

 

Fishtailing February 15, 2011

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Wendy Phillip’s YA novel Fishtailing is a collection of poems that tell a painful narrative about teen life. The inner turmoil expressed in the poetry paints the undercurrents that the adults either ignore, misunderstand, or are overwhelmed by. The needs are so great, and the students are so many, the adults’  insensitivity is understandable (survival instinct more than anything) but it’s frustrating as well. You want to shout, “Can’t you tell what’s going on here?”

Wendy is a graduate of the UBC MFA in Creative Writing, and I see their interdisciplinary approach echoed in the way poetry and story have combined in a way that is more profound than a strict narrative would have been.  The masterful way  each persona is crafted delineates a clear voice for each character as the woeful tale unfolds.

Wendy’s years working in high schools is very apparent. This feels real. These kids feel like the complexly burdened teens that stare across their desks at me.

It’s a book that offers a challenge to teachers of teens. The challenge may be too difficult for them to cope with though. Ignorance is bliss.

 

Defeating da fat. February 14, 2011

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WordPress Daily Blog challenge. Day 46 prompt: What you learned recently

Between August 2009 and August 2010 I watched my sister-in-law shrink.  She had been on stage receiving accolades for her Tupperware™ successes at the Jubilee in Florida and decided that the next Jubilee when she was on that stage, she would be slender.  All year, with the support of her local Herbal Magic, she lost consistently, shedding basically 2 lbs a week for a year.  The transformation was phenomenal.

I watched and I learned.  I had researched  Herbal Magic previously, and decided that it was not for me, but I learned about a program called Health Pointe 2.0  that  seemed to follow similar principles but at a fraction of the cost, run by a lady I respect in our community.  October 31 I signed up to reprogram my brain and body so I could get rid of the stubborn thirty pounds I gained during my teaching practicum so many years ago…   (and 20 of their pound friends that joined them afterwards!)

What I’ve learned is that it’s possible to defeat the fat!  I already had a bit of a fitness regime, dancing a couple times a week and getting out on long walks reasonably regularly.  I amped that up by joining Curves, and getting there to work out at least 4 times a week.  I basically have cut carbs from my life.  I will occasionally have a bit of rice or potato, but not on a daily basis.  I have doubled my fruit and vegetable intake.  I made sure I’m never hungry by taking in a protein snack every couple of hours (cottage cheese, yoghurt, protein bar…).  It hasn’t been difficult, and after the results became apparent the first week, it’s been easy to see the inevitable reward.  Yesterday my husband tried to take me for lunch to A&W, but because I’d just had my protein snack, I was able to resist the temptation and saved myself a thousand calories I didn’t need.  This morning I was rewarded with the lowest number on my scale in a decade.

It’d be great if it was a faster process.  I’d hoped to be further along by this point, but I’m still two sizes smaller than I was in October and it’s very obvious.   I bought size 12 pants yesterday and the size 16, 18 and 20s are off to the thrift store…

I’ve also learned that there are solutions for small issues. I am reticent to take vitamin pills for some reason.  Perhaps because they’re so huge and nasty to swallow I manage to forget them all the time.  This weekend I found adult gummy vitamins!! Mmmm! Oh what a wonderful invention those are!  Problem solved.  😉

Following my week’s focus on gratitude, let me spell this out.  I am thankful for the inspiration of Cindy Bird to begin this weight loss journey. I am thankful for the success I’m having and the support of Marie Kolenosky of Health Pointe 2.0.  I am thankful for a very happy husband who celebrates the changes (even if he tries to tempt with pizza and burgers).  I am thankful for gummy vitamins!

18 down- 20 to go!

 

Your smile February 13, 2011

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Your smile

Lingers behind you

Caressing my heart.

 

I wander

Through my day, dreaming of

Your smile.

 

Can you

Feel the gaze that

Lingers behind you?

 

My happiness

Held in your hands

Caressing my heart.

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This is a CASCADE poem, a form attributed to Udit Bhatia.  The form has no fixed rhyme or rhythm, but is arranged in stanzas that echo the model of the first stanza.  Each following stanza ends in a subsequent line from the first stanza. 

eg. where letters indicate a line and a grouping is a stanza, the pattern goes like this:  ABC DEA FGB HIC   The longer the first stanza, the longer the poem.

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This poem is submitted for the Monday Poetry PotluckIf you are visiting from the Potluck, please include the link to your own submission in your comment to make it easier for others to find you!


 

gratefulness

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On the heels of my gratefulness to all of you who visit www.shawnbird.com, leave me comments, and even those who write me to tell me I’ve left them too long without a post, I’ve decided to make this whole week about gratefulness.

It isn’t hard to be grateful, since I have been given a really wonderful life.  I have a husband who is a truly amazing and brilliant man (this is unanimous, ask everyone who works with him), I have very independent kids, I have adorable canine companions, who pay back their hefty vet bills with lots of affection, and I have a very rewarding job.  I don’t take any of it for granted.  I have friends who are divorced or widowed, estranged from their children, or emeshed with them, who have lost their pets, and who are out of work.  I am thankful for the good decisions and the good luck that combined to make my life.

Good decisions?  Well, I met my husband at a college, not a bar.  I think that improved our chances of avoiding a lot of agony that comes with addiction issues that have hurt other friends.   We very conscientiously trained our kids to make their own decisions and let them make their own mistakes and get on with it.  We don’t ever expect to see them moving back in with us because they can’t make a go of it in the real world.  We went to university and got education that gave us practical career skills.  Although we didn’t imagine our careers would go as they did,  our training has provided us with a good life in a beautiful place.   

Although we improved the odds with some good decisions, in the end there is a lot of luck involved in any happiness.  A major illness.  An accident.  Any little thing could have crashed through this  very fragile balance, and made us widowed, unemployed, and suffering. 

I’m thankful for my good fortune.  May you be as blessed.

 

Numbers February 12, 2011

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I am constantly amazed by the site stats for this blog.  Yesterday I made my 250th post since May 16, 2010.  That’s not quite one per day, but it’s pretty close.  There are 399 comments from visitors. I love this!  I remember how excited I was when comment numbers passed post numbers!  Now I’m aiming for the day when there are twice as many comments as there are posts.  (Feel free to help me  reach this goal, by leaving a comment somewhere on the blog today!) 😉

Most important is the sheer number of people who drop by.  The number is closing on 9000.   That is so fantastic!  Nearly a thousand people a month pop in to pay me a visit, and I am so honoured by this fact.  I love that I have readers, and that you keep coming back! Thank you for coming.  Thank you for supporting the endeavour.  Thank you for being you!