Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Music for your Midweek: Joanna Newsom - "Leaving the City"

From our drive to the Tetons last weekend

I've never been too much of a fanatic about new music. I found what I liked in my own time, and didn't worry too much about knowing the latest thing. But there seems to be so many great albums coming out this season, and I'm turning into one of those kids counting down the days for a new release. It's a silly thing. One of the albums that I am unabashedly looking forward to is from Joanna Newsom. We're exactly one month away from the release date. Listening to a new album like that is like filling a new prescription.


Things are getting dramatic around here. I like it.

Also:


GOALS

A special bonus for you. It's fall, which means I'm listening to Owen Pallet/Final Fantasy ALL. THE. TIME. Here's a gem of a song for your ennui:


Actually, you should just watch the whole concert cause it's so so good. It's fitting that I feature Owen Pallett since I'm going to see Arcade Fire's The Reflektor Tapes tonight. He's part of all that stuff, remember?   



Saturday, September 19, 2015

Saturday Verse: "Secure" - May Swenson

SECURE
Let us deceive ourselves a little
while         let us pretend that air
is earth         and falling lie resting
within each other's gaze         Let us 
deny that flame consumes         that
fruit ripens         that the wave must
break         Let us forget the circle's
fixed beginning marks to the
instant its ordained end         Let us 
lean upon the moment and expect
time to enfold us         space sustain
our weight         Let us be still       and
falling lie face to face and drink
each other's breath         Be still
Let us be still         We lie secure 
within the careful mind of death


- May Swenson                                                                                         

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Music for your Midweek: Stromae - quand c'est?

New new video from Stromae released this week. It's a beauty. Wish I could post it without the distracting subtitles, but c'est le vie. 


Also, can someone please buy me all these clothes. 



I'm claiming them as my new uniform.


Sunday, September 13, 2015

Something for Sunday: Getting past being "past feeling"

I often find myself in these slumps where I feel nothing, see nothing, or hear nothing encouraging. I've fallen into a state of being "past feeling" too many times, and decided to make it a study topic a month or so ago. I finally revisited it, and found some helpful counsel. This clip of Elder Faust helped me put things in perspective:


Oftentimes, being "past feeling" is a sign of selfishness. One of my biggest vices. I used to only think of selfishness as it related to covetousness and jealousy. It was in wanting everything for yourself and for your benefit. But selfishness is also manifest in how our minds are occupied. I focus my thoughts on myself and my own happiness. Even praying or reading my scriptures becomes a selfish act as I focus on my needs and how it makes me feel vs. a form of worship. My mind is occupied so much with my own thoughts and concerns, it leaves little space for much else. In studying this topic, I was led to some helpful quotes that I think we can all benefit from:
“Our capacity to feel controls our behavior in many ways, and by inaction when our feelings prompt us to do good, we deaden that capacity to feel. It was Jesus’ striking sensitivity to the needs of those about him that made it possible for him to respond in action... When we become too encrusted with error, our spiritual antennae wilt and we slip beyond mortal reach. This can happen to entire civilizations... Imperviousness to the promptings of the still small voice of God will also mean that we have ears but cannot hear, not only the promptings of God, but also the pleas of men” (A Time to Choose [1972], 59–60, Elder Neal A. Maxwell).
It does sounds cliche, but moments of service have helped me get out of my own head and feel like "myself" again after dark periods. It brings you back to a place of refuge. Trying to be susceptible and aware of the promptings, especially when it seems they don't exist, is an act of faith. It IS faith. Some beautiful council on the topic from Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin:
“I fear that some members of the Lord’s Church ‘live far beneath our privileges’ with regard to the gift of the Holy Ghost. Some are distracted by the things of the world that block out the influence of the Holy Ghost, preventing them from recognizing spiritual promptings. This is a noisy and busy world that we live in. Remember that being busy is not necessarily being spiritual. If we are not careful, the things of this world can crowd out the things of the Spirit... Some are spiritually deadened and past feeling because of their choices to commit sin. Others simply hover in spiritual complacency with no desire to rise above themselves and commune with the Infinite. If they would open their hearts to the refining influence of this unspeakable gift of the Holy Ghost, a glorious new spiritual dimension would come to light. Their eyes would gaze upon a vista scarcely imaginable. They could know for themselves things of the Spirit that are choice, precious, and capable of enlarging the soul, expanding the mind, and filling the heart with inexpressible joy” (in Conference Report, Apr. 2003, 27; or Ensign, May 2003, 27).
These are beautiful promises. Wouldn't we all benefit from them? 

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Saturday Verse: Psalm 23

PSALM 23 
1 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
 3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
 5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
 6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

Read more on these verses here.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Music for your Midweek: Blonde Redhead

Labor Day Light

Fall came quick, and I'm not too sad. I've been having a lot of bad dreams, which means I'm sleeping well. It's nice and cool, and I can actually stay covered at night without dying of heat. This is the perfect post-summer pre-fall song to me. A bit reminiscent of *Sprout and the Bean, right? Hope you like it.


* Why does Joanna Newsom insist on music videos that give me motion sickness? It's too much.

Saturday, September 5, 2015

Saturday Verse: "The Fear of Madness" - Lucretia Davidson

THE FEAR OF MADNESS                                                                                       Written While Confined to Her Bed During Her Last Illness
There is a something which I dread,
    It is a dark, a fearful thing;
It steals along with withering tread,
    Or sweeps on wild destruction's wing. 
That thought comes o'er me in the hour
    Of grief, of sickness, or of sadness;
'Tis not the dread of death—' tis more,
    It is the dread of madness. 
O! May these throbbing pulses pause,
    Forgetful of their feverish course;
May this hot brain, which, burning, glows
    With all its fiery whirlpool's force, 
Be cold, and motionless, and still,
    A tenant of its lowly bed,
But let not dark delirium steal—
.   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .
                                       [Unfinished]

- Lucretia Davidson                                                                       

Read about her here.