Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Encountering, Interacting, Connecting, and Bonding



Connecting’ or being ‘connected’ is a word one hears quite often in our world today.  I like the word.   I have been long intrigued with the notion that some or many of our most important ‘connections’ with others may have been foreordained.  On the other hand, perhaps other pre-requisite ‘encounters’—even ‘close encounters’— and subsequent interactions that may have led to satisfying ‘connections’ have been squandered or never come to fruition because we did not initially perceive their value and develop them to be to the great advantage of both parties. 
 
But I like the notion of the extension of connecting—which is ‘bonding,’—even better. I like it because for me it implies the greatest (strongest and most natural) of all human interactions or connections—those that can be found in marriage and family—between a man and a woman wedded in holy matrimony and between a parent and a child in a secure and loving home.  Deep bonding can even occur in relationships forged in something like a military squadron—a ‘band of brothers.’  Bonding takes trust, reliance upon, and sacrifice to occur.

But before a bonding comes a connection.  And before a connection comes interaction.  And before interaction comes an enlightened encounter.

An encounter is like two ships passing each other in the night, each staying in its lane even though they were briefly in close proximity to each other.   Or they may be like the encounters on a busy sidewalk in a big city with innumerable people passing by each other going in different directions, no one ever ‘seeing’ the other except as objects to avoid.  They shared, briefly, the same space and same time, breathed the same air, heard the same sounds, but they were worlds apart.  Encounters of this type  don’t satisfy; they may even frustrate. 

Enlightenment comes when we perceive that our intersections or encounters may not have been random at all. 

So, what does it take to travel the road from  encounter to connection to bonding?  You’ve got to bring your world into the same orbit as the other’s world.

I think it takes first a desire to make a connection, and then if the proper steps are taken and if the encounter was acknowledged, developed and satisfactory to both parties, then the road is open to proceed from there.  It will become more natural as time goes on. 

Think about the inductive chain that leads from a desire to an encounter to connection to bonding in any number of human or even inanimate  experiences: meeting another person for the first time; developing a new skill such as learning to play a musical instrument or learning to dance; building a concrete sidewalk; in metal work observing the interaction between the iron, the welding rod and the heat that is applied; understanding how two ends of a broken bone must again be brought together (reduced or ‘encounter’ each other again), ‘connected’ (held together touching each other without movement for a period of time in a cast) and ‘bonded’ as the callus or new bone tissue hardens and becomes one bone once again. 

In the realm of potential human bonding you have to allow yourself to get out of your own insulated ‘world’ or move your world into the world orbit of another person who has something you desire for yourself.  You will need to:

·        Put yourself in proximity to the person, situation, or environment you crave.
·        Learn what the rules, expectations and culture is of the situation you want to enter.  Observe, observe, observe and observe.  Then act on what you have learned.
·        Change about yourself what you need to be more like those who are already in the desired environment.  But retain the essence—the finest, most contributive part—of who you are so the other party will want to invite you in. 

A few examples:

You can’t hit a home-run unless you step up to the plate and face the pitcher.  You can’t meet the cute girl across the dance floor unless you go to the dance, walk across the room, smile, look the girl in the eye and then say something nice to her.  You can’t be a pastry chef unless you step into the kitchen, get your hands in the flour, mix the ingredients, and ask questions of someone who knows what they are doing—and then not being afraid of stepping to the oven with your masterpiece in hand. 
 
And in all of these things, and myriad others, you’ve got to watch, listen and appear—nay be, genuinely interested in the other.  Successful people in human relationships are not posers; they are truthful and genuine, brave and persevering. They get up when they get knocked down; then they take the initiative again. 
  
You will be much more likely to make connection with another person if you get close to, talk to, listen to, use their name as many times as you can early on, touch, serve, help, compliment, take interest in, leave a reminder of yourself, give something to, and follow-up as soon as you can. 

In summary: 

You’ve got to ‘dance,’ so to speak, before you can bond.  Think of all the ingredients that make up a dance—touch, rhythm, forward and backward and sideward steps, staying with the music, knowing who is leading and who is following, always showing off your partner in the best light, maintaining proper connection, eye contact, form and expression.  Then practice, practice, practice. 

Finally, make sure you let the ‘encounter’ with whom you are attempting to ‘connect’ know you can’t dance the waltz alone.  You need him/her; they need you.  Then, with music you can both have a most satisfying experience and even the ultimate experience. A bonding or becoming ‘one’ with the other person then becomes a real possibility.  





Friday, May 22, 2015

Epitaphs


Funerals and cemeteries are places of attraction and contemplation for me. In fact, when on vacations my wife and I frequently stop at cemeteries and walk among the gravesites and look at the epitaphs or other memorial inscriptions on the grave markers.   Though assiduously avoided by many, especially among the young, death and our interment for perhaps a long time in a grave or an urn will be the lot of us all—or at least a part of us (the corporeal part). 
   
On or adjacent to these final ‘resting places’ will likely be a ‘head stone’ or other grave marker—some memorial with an inscription, symbols, or sentiments that were important to the decedent or to those related to the person so interred.  We or our loved ones want to have a permanent reminder for our posterity of our time on earth and that some part of us still remains on the spot visited. It is customarily done to help future visitors remember some quality or value or promise and leave the visitor with a sense of appreciation and hope for the individual.  Words of comfort and scriptures are common.

Common inscriptions (with variations) include:
·        In memory of . . .
·        With love we remember . . .
·        Forever in our hearts . . .
·        Eternally loved . . .
·        Forever with the Lord . . .

Not infrequently, especially in earlier eras, were humorous or light-hearted inscriptions.  One I saw in a little graveyard in downtown Boston, Mass. read: “I knew I wouldn’t get out of here alive.” A few other grave markers I’ve seen photographs of include:
·        Told ya I was sick!
·        Here lies good old Fred.  A great big rock fell on his head.
·        Joke’s over.  Let me out now!
·        Here Lies Lester Moore. Four slugs from a .44 No less, no more.
·        He loved bacon (oh, and his wife and kids too)
·        Here lies George Johnson—hanged by mistake 1882.  He was right; we was wrong, but we strung him up—and now he’s gone.
·        That’s All Folks—Mel Blanc

The old cowboy movies and television programs frequently had a scene in a ‘graveyard’ where the grave markers were typically just a board or a small wooden cross with the words, “Here lies. . .,” or “Rest in Peace,”  “RIP,” a skull and crossbones or just the name and birth/death date.

But more evocative and appropriate, I believe, are inscriptions of the genre created by some of history’s great thinkers:
·        Death is the golden key that opens the palace of eternity—Milton
·        Death hath no sorrow that heaven cannot heal—Moore
·        Dust thou art, to dust returneth, was not spoken of the soul—Longfellow
·        He hath awakened from the dream of life—Shelley
·        Where there is much light, the shadows are deepest—Goethe
·        Is death the last sleep?  No, it is the last and final awakening. Sir Walter Scott
·        Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.  –Rossiter Raymond
·        The only way to take sorrow out of death is to take love out of life.
·        So when a great man dies, for years beyond our ken, the light he leaves behind him lies upon the paths of men.  Charles Sumner
·        There never was a night that had no morning

Many general or religious sentiments are evocative, but I have chosen (like many others) on two occasions to write very personalized inscriptions that mean a lot to me—and I hope to my loved one buried there:
·        True and Faithful
·        Beloved daughter, wife, mother, friend, and Mormon Woman

For me, I want my marker to say what I believe most about myself: 
·        A devoted father, husband, and disciple of Jesus Christ

What do you want for yourself?   Let some responsible person in your life know before someone else chooses something for you that you may not want to be left as your legacy.