Wednesday, March 23, 2011

sowin’, drummin’, prayin’

Oh man, my wife is an avid reader!  Nicole lent her eight books last weekend and she’s already read three!  What I love about how she reads is that she doesn’t just devour books, she really enjoys them.  She’ll often curl up on the couch with a blanket and disappear.  I wish I had the same appetite as she does, but I’ve found lately that the book really needs to grip me if I’m going to invest my time in it.  Hopefully it’s just a phase—there are so many books out there now, and I want to read all the best ones!

     I’ll have to read four C.S. Lewis books for my Regent class this summer, too, so hopefully that’ll be good incentive to get back into more fiction.

     Giving drum lessons every week has encouraged me to spend more time drumming myself.  I find that I can easily become stuck in a rut, so I like to find sources of inspiration to make me try something new or show me something I’ve never thought of on my own. 

I really enjoy watching Mike Johnston’s drumming lessons on youtube.  Not only is he hilarious, but he’s a really good educator.  I learned this beat last night while Sarah was on the phone with her parents:

    This week has seen another adjustment in my work schedule.  Our sowing days now start at 7:30.  I’ve been disciplining myself to get up for 6:15 or so, that way I’m not rushed to get ready and Sarah and I can spend some time together before I head off to the nursery.  We’ve returned to a morning tradition we started while living in Eston together which is doing morning devotions together.  It’s so good to have that at the start of the day.  We’ve been working through the Morning Prayer in the Celtic Daily Prayer book of the Northumbrian monastic community.  You can actually read through the same daily morning, midday and evening prayers on the Northumbria community’s website.  I highly recommend it for anyone interested in cultivating a daily routine in prayer.

    It looks as though I am finally getting over this dry cough.  Looking forward to good night’s sleep.  I’ll leave you with a sample from today’s meditation.  I’m off to bed!  Good night!


As the rain hides the stars,
as the autumn mist hides the hills,
happenings of my lot
hide the shining of Thy face from me.
Yet, if I may hold Thy hand
in the darkness,
it is enough;
since I know that,
though I may stumble in my going,
Thou dost not fall.
Alistair Maclean


Friday, March 18, 2011

knowing rhythm

     It takes effort to acknowledge rhythm: both our need for it, and how it already is at work in our lives.  We rise, we eat and shower, we speak and are silent, we work and play, we retire for the evening.  Finding rhythm is not so much about creating rhythm as it is about recognizing that which is already present and knowing it for the first time.  As drummers we seek to bring out the inherent rhythm of a song, not to impose our own patterns upon it.  There is already something at work here, behind the scenes, which calls us to attention.

100_5964So how do we start?
How do we attune to those latent rhythms within and around us? 


   I think the first step is in realizing what is directly before us.  I found a reflection by the Monks of New Skete, an Eastern Orthodox monastic community in Cambridge, New York, which I think really relates to this idea:

Planting yourself squarely in the present moment is a condition for being truly alive and happy. . . .Take time to notice.  A freshly brewed cup of coffee that we savor in silence, an invigorating shower that rinses away the past night’s sleep – these are but two examples of daily rites that have the power to lift our spirits and carry us forward through the day.  What counts in these routines is our awareness of them.  We can go through such moments on automatic, or we can discipline ourselves to pay attention to them with a spirit of openness and gratitude.  Keep track of yourself today and see if this is not true: Life feels so different to the one who takes time to notice it. (Rise Up, 55)

   Noticing.  Paying attention.  Being present.  This will take some getting used to!

   Far too often when we hear the words ‘daily rhythm’ or ‘habits’ our minds automatically think of strict adherence to a system of rules, like a boarding school which regulates every spare moment of its students’ lives.  Unfortunately, that image is sometimes the reality.  We can overdo finding rhythms in such a way that we forget the purpose behind having such rhythms in the first place.  And what is that purpose?  To cultivate an inner life which is regularly watered and fed, like a garden, where routine care and work is necessary to keep its world alive.  If our inner lives still feel like a cacophonous zoo in our blustering to achieve a regularly paced routine then perhaps the routine is itself too rigorous or overly detailed.  If finding rhythm is just another check box on a to-do list, we’ve already missed the point.  This is not another thing we do: this is an attitude that we live out of.

We need to start small.  Baby steps.

Eugene PetersonIn his reflections on the Psalms, Eugene Peterson draws our attention to the rhythm of language: words and silence.  What we learn from the poetry of the Psalms has much to say about our prayers and our lives.  We need to slow down:

You cannot speed-read a poem.  Poetry cannot be hurried.  We must slow our minds (and, in prayer, our lives) to the pace of the poet’s breathing, phrases separated by pauses. . . . Poetry requires equal time be given to sounds and silences.  In all language silence is as important as sound.  But more often than not we are merely impatient with the silence.  Mobs of words run out of our mouths, non-stop, trampling the grassy and sacred silence.  We stop only when breathless.  Why do we talk so much?  Why do we talk so fast?  Hurry is a form of violence practised on time.  But time is sacred.  The purpose of language is not to murder to the silence but to enter it, cautiously and reverently. (Answering God, 60-61)

   One of my first lessons in drumming with a band—finding the rhythm within the music—was not to fill space haphazardly.  I can still hear the instruction, “Less is more.”  We need to give room to the pockets of silence between sound.  Likewise, we need to be attentive to the moments of rhythm and renewal in our lives, instead of always rushing and seeking to fill our days pell-mell. 

   Less is more.  In drumming less (less hurried, less busy and less sporadic) I found that the beats that are played have greater resonance.  There is space for the skin to reverberate the sound.  The parallels to life are abundant: by learning to slow down and take the time we can discover great purpose in the opportunities before us—even the seemingly menial ones.  The daily routine, so easily dismissed, now come alive with meaning.  This is far from legalistic rule-setting.  This is life!   

   Whatever the specific regularities demanded upon us by our lives or work schedules there are still the general or universal rhythms which nearly all of us find ourselves in.  The basics of life: sleeping, waking, rising, eating, bathing, clothing, working, playing, praying.  

   By choosing to observe these ordinary rites we better prepare ourselves to live: to engage one another, ourselves and our God.  As we slow down and attune ourselves to those daily routines we move from finding rhythm to knowing it.

   Be well this weekend,

Nikolas

Related Posts: 
Finding Rhythm, Truth & Stories, Daring to Rejuvenate, Lessons from the Orchestral Hall  


References:

Rise Up with a Listening Heart by The Monks of New SketeRise Up with a Listening Heart, The Monks of New Skete. New York, N.Y.: Yorkville Press, 2005.

 

 

Answering God by Eugene PetersonAnswering God: The Psalms as Tools for Prayer, Eugene Peterson. San Francisco: HarperSanFrancisco, 1989.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

sharin’ some music

So, Sarah’s been reading the Inkheart series and she’s almost finished the last book and she’s very excited about it!  I started the first one and have hardly scratched the surface… *sigh*…. so much reading to do!  

And apparently so much listening to do too.  Here’s some more favourite songs I thought I’d share as we inch closer to springtime (it was +10 out today!) 


Lately Sarah and I have been really enjoying listening to Paul McDonald’s rendition of “Maggie May’ which he sang on American Idol last week.  He’s definitely one of the happiest singers on the show:

Skip to 0:35 to jump right to the song

Ray Lamontagne is one of Sarah’s favourites.  This song comes on the radio nearly everyday on Sirius XM 51, the Coffeehouse, when I’m on my way to or from the tree nursery.  Just found this video on youtube today:

A refreshing sound from so much of the garbage pop music out there, hey?