SHHHH…PLEASE?

The power of words has been an ongoing point of fascination for me.  I am always astounded by the salience of our word choice and how that choice has lasting effects on every facet of our lives.  I also stand in wonder at how the way we say what we say is paramount in creating “Shared Meaning” (the definition of communication).

I came to the realization some time ago that communication scholars did not get it all wrong.  The way we communicate with one another is truly an area of study that can add great value to all of our quality of life.  In graduate school, I studied a communication axiom called “the arbitrary nature of words.”  The basic assumptions in this field of study are the following:

1. Words are a collection of symbols; nothing more, nothing less. There is no inherent meaning in the symbols S-T-O-P, we (humans) assign meaning to those letters, and re(act) accordingly. Therefore, …

2. Meanings are in people, not in words. Since we assign the meanings, meanings are in us.

Communication takes place when the meaning that is in you is shared by the meaning in me.  I am learning in my marriage, in my work, in my friendships; the only way to achieve a true communicative moment is  to be quiet long enough to hear the meanings in others.

Unfortunately for the generations attempting to coexist in this global society, we have few communicative moments.  Today we hear symbols like “tea party” or “socialist” or “cowardice” or even “depression.”  These collection of inherently dead symbols have come alive across headlines and websites, dinner tables and water coolers, family reunions and religious services.  At nearly every point of discussion, the meanings are diverse and the people are passionate.  We own our meanings and that’s our final answer!

There is an amazing twist to this too-often tragically ending phenomenon.  If we listen actively, we share more meaning than we allow.

I have sat down and stood flat-foot at tables and in rooms with some of the most conservative ideals and the most liberal.  And the truth of the matter is, we all want most of the same things.  Our problem as a global society is that we have thick problems and we’re trying to out-talk each other into a solution.  It’s like James Brown said “…talkin’ loud and ain’t sayin’ nothing; like a dull knife, it just ain’t cuttin’.”

we cannot cut through centuries of unresolved discourse and action with the dull knife of loud talking and meaning missing jargon.  WE MUST shut-up long enough to hear the meaning in others, so we can better see ourselves.

WHAT'S GOING ON (1971) Eli Fontaine: alto saxophone Wild Bill Moore: tenor saxophone Marvin Gaye: piano, mellotron, box drum Johnny Griffith: celeste, keyboards Earl Van Dyke: keyboards Jack Brokensha: vibraphone, percussion Joe Messina, Robert White: electric guitars James Jamerson: bass guitar Bob Babbitt: bass guitar Chet Forest: drums Jack Ashford: tambourine, percussion Eddie "Bongo" Brown: bongos, congas Earl DeRouen: bongos, congas Bobbye Hall: bongos Katherine Marking - graphic design Alana Coghlan - graphic design John Matousek - mastering Vic Anesini;- Digital Remastering James Hendin - Photography Curtis McNair - Art Direction

Peace and Blessings,

T2

“SANFORD SAYS”

What are your favorite Sanford and Son episodes and/or quotes?  Blog it up!

My Favorite episode is “the stand in.”  When bo-leggs come to town….What a hilarious episode!  I still watch it twice a month or so!

Part 1: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DecVgOuztk “all of me, why not take all of me….”

Part 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzMfeLSf030 ” Al , you gotta do something!”

Part 3: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qICbzsOfTYw “He’s Walkin’!

 

Peace, blessings, and laughter!

T2

BP WHO? GAS GIANTS AIN’T GOT A THING ON KALAMAZOO! (P.O.T.U.S VISIT #1)

“There is a quiet place, far from the rapid pace where God can soothe my troubled mind; Sheltered by tree and flower, there, in my private hour…Whether a garden small, or rock on mountain tall, new strength and courage; there I find rest! From this quiet place, I go prepare to face a new day with love for all mankind!” – (Take 6: “A Quiet Place”)

One of the issues that is driving many of the global discourse is our complete and utter dependence on oil, both domestic and foreign.  The gas stations around the U.S. have put a “premium” on the product we use to refill our near empty, exhausted engines.  Let it be noted that we (myself included) do more for my vehicles than I do for myself.

We make certain that we get to the gas station to refill.  Yet in this world of 24/7 ,”hot-n-ready” we rarely find a place to refuel us.  The President of the United States (POTUS), the Honorable Barack Obama, came into Kalamazoo, MI in June 2010 running on fumes.  The public discourse on Healthcare, the war in Iraq, the federal deficit, the BP oil catastrophe, and the list goes on; were heavy on his heart and mind.

I’ve always laughed at television and radio personalities who would describe a particular environment as “so thick you can cut it with a knife” or “so electric you could power Chicago.”  Well, for the first time in my life, I found myself wondering what would happen to my hand if I simply raised it into the atmosphere inside the beautiful Western Michigan University (Go Broncos!) University Arena.  The atmosphere in Kalamazoo was authentically electric!

As POTUS approached the podium to give the keynote address, I, from my very good seat, (Thanks to Kalamazoo Public Schools’ Dr. Rice and Von Washington, Jr.) saw a tele-prompted message and messenger.  He began with the normal pleasantries any orator worth their salt begins with.

Then the magic happened!  It was as if I saw the politically weary POTUS go to sleep on stage if only for 20 minutes.  President Obama seemed to move away from his notes, and talked with Kalamazoo.  For the first time in a long time, he rested.  It was as if my uncle Milton had shown up for a family event and we were chatting about life.  Ever presidential, POTUS laid down the poilitics of the day, and gave Kalamazoo what we needed.  A conversation of HOPE, not founded in a political party or “winged” point of view, but founded in our God-given ability to make choices and be better people one to another.

Now, Kalamazoo would have loved for POTUS to hang around a while, but as Air Force One took off, I prayed that the quiet place theat POTUS found in Kalamazoo, would live on in his heart and mind in the upcoming weeks.  AND IT DID!

As I listened to the first speech given back in D.C., I said to my wife Gretta, “POTUS got his Swagger Back!”

I don’t know where you’ve been or where you’re going, but there’s just something about Kalamazoo that will refuel your soul in ways that BP will never know!

For your reflection: 

On MArch 28, 2010, the acclaimed Morgan State university Choir under the direction of Dr. Eric Conway performed at Bible Baptist Church of Kalamazoo.

Peace and Blessings,

T2

What Does One Owe After A Job Well Done?

With all of the madness surrounding Lebron James and the steroid injected 24/7 media, it moves us to consider the winds of change and progress.  How do we navigate change?  With what lens do we see progress?

One thing is unequivocally clear; Change is one of the only things in life that remains the same, yet, in times of transition; communities, organizations, families, and individuals are predominately ill-prepared for it.

The saga surrounding  the young, philanthropic, talented Lebron James has been going on for the past three years.  The Cleveland community was in complete denial around the possibility of their young lion moving on to another port of call.   Not only did they deny the possibility, they did not actively and intentionally engage in a process whereby change would be manageable.

This inattention to one of the most basic irrefutable laws of life causes otherwise sane individuals to act out in emotionally driven rants of stupidity.  When we are not prepared for change in our homes, business, churches, and relationships we subconsciously invite the debilitation of ourselves and others.  Much like many of the other ills in society, we diminish our humanity when we are unable transcend personal bias/feelings about change.  We must decide to transcend our pain by preparation.

When things change, “hurt people, hurt people” even when we’ve invested our time attempting to help people.  I am a witness, if we are not prepared for life’s shifts, the place in our hearts once filled with what Frankie Beverly and Maze would call “Happy Feelings” can easily and swiftly be filled by Tupac Shakur’s “Me Against the World” feeling.

I hope that we will use the public “Barnum and Bailey-Esque” experience of a modern-day sports icon to strengthen and provoke thoughtful action to preparing for the inevitable…Change.

For your reflection: