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I Didn’t Write Yesterday

You may or may not have noticed I did not write a blog post yesterday. I had posted for 11 straight days. WordPress let me know each day what my streak was. And I was so tempted to just write something (I am considering doing a ‘5 I Can’t Live Without’ with books and movies) to keep my streak alive… 

But I didn’t. 

The streak is over. WordPress’s automated response was quiet yesterday.

Which brings me to a deeper question, why do I write?

At the moment I am at The Blue Moon with my favorite writing drink, a Bizarre Orange Encounter. I am supposed to be working on my novel, but I wrote a poem for the weekly Battle Born poetry challenge. Which I think turned out awesome! And now, I’m writing this blog post as I took a few minutes to watch the traffic inside and outside the coffee shop and started to ponder what I was doing with my writing life. 

Part of the tension was my goal of working on my novel but spending time writing a poem. It’s not a bad thing to write the poem, I had the idea and even the poetic form I thought would work bouncing around in my head. The morning has been productive (plus a #blog post to share).

But I will be 110 years old soon (my dad joke, I double my age). In 5th grade I wanted to be a writer. I have been writing ever since, sometimes just to handle the pain in my soul, sometimes to share ideas and help other writers, but mostly whatever the muse hits me with.

Not the most efficient way to build a following for my blog, to complete a novel, or even produce poetry that people read or care about. 

To be honest, one of the darker reasons I write is to feel a sense of validation. To be seen. To feel that I am worth, worth something. My psychologist side knows and understands this (for those who don’t know, my first degree is in psychology and I was in grad school to become a psychologist before I totally switched gears).

Last night as I was finishing the dishes thinking about just throwing something up on to my blog to keep the streak alive I realized that I was just trying to get some recognition from a digital source. From a notification that would have a little badge, maybe with an arrow pointing up. The muse was not inspiring me, I was dealing with any of my emotions. I was just going to write because of that small hit of validation that would come because I kept my posting streak alive.

I will always have that tension of trying to achieve my writing goals, poetry, blogs, short stories, and a few novels. The muse is an infuriating source of inspiration, but I love the rush of her touch. And I am working on the aspect of my worth connected with my writing. But maybe it’s part of the writing life when you try to write from your heart, even if it is dealing with the cracks and bruises of life. My writing is me.

Just sharing a song that I’ve been connecting with lately…

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I am not Great…

At age 43 I am experiencing Erik Erikson’s Psychosocial Stage 7 – Generativity vs. Stagnation. In this stage adults wrestle with the idea of contributing to the world through family and careers.

But my struggle is not the idea of contributing to the world, but how well I am making a difference. It has fostered a question that I have considered for a while: is it better to be good at a lot of different things or great at one or two things?

I am not a great father.    IMG_3899

I am not a great husband.

I am not a great teacher.

I am not a great writer.

I am not great at anything.

I am good at a lot of things. I have done some cool things in my lifetime: from hosting creative workshops to coaching a 400-meter runner at Hastings College that ran with the great Michael Johnson at the Drake Relays. But that is the center of the issue, I have become good at a lot of different things but have not mastered any of them.

My struggle is that being good has not allowed me to make an impact in this world. I see so many of my friends and colleagues doing great things. Everyday they are making an impact that builds positive results in their world, and the difference I see is their focus is on one or two things. They are known as the expert, or the go-to person for their field. They are #rockstars. I would love to make such a difference in this world, but I am not a go-to person. I don’t have a focus on one thing that people know me for. I am good at a lot of things, but great at nothing.

Now, let’s back away from my struggle to connect to the idea of school and education.

The traditional school system is designed for our students to be good at a lot of different subjects. Understand, I strongly agree that we need a foundation in our education. But when a student graduates from high school are they great at something? Have they had the chance to start down the path of greatness?

Here is a stat for you: Almost 80 percent of students change their major at least once, according to the National Center for Education Statistics. In reality, about half of the students will change their major two or three times. So, they are not on the path of greatness until, maybe, their sophomore year in college. Throw in the idea of 10,000 hours to achieve mastery, and it is clear that school is not setting our students on a path of greatness.

So how can we design an environment to foster an opportunity for students to not only find their passion, but the chance to become great at it? First, get rid of the bells. The hardest part of being back in the classroom is the bells. Especially with 46 minute classes. There is no way for students or teachers to become engulfed in anything. To lose themselves in learning. To develop the intrinsic drive to become great.

Another area is standards. I know standards are a part of the educational landscape and will continue to be for a long time. Again, there needs to be guidelines that help schools build meaningful curriculum. But standards should be guidelines, not stone written rules that govern every single lesson we plan.

I know of teachers that will only do things that connect back to a standard. I remember going through the S.T.A.R.S. training and the moment when the person leading the training explained that dinosaur lessons in elementary school would have to be eliminated from the curriculum because dinosaurs were not a part of the standards. Kids love dinosaurs. Even my four year-old daughter will choose a book on dinosaurs for bedtime. How are we to help kids find what they love when we won’t even let them learn about things they like?

Why is greatness important? Our society is at a point that being good at something will not guarantee anything. To be honest, even being great at something is not a guarantee for success, but it improves the chances. I’m not talking about money, but about living a life that is filled with a sense of accomplishment. A life, as Erik Erikson theorized, a life where you feel that you have made a contribution to your family and the world.

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