Friday, July 13, 2012

The Motivation of the Seemingly Incomprehensible


This ended up being a free ramble... it started out trying to sort out my definition of numb, but ended up being a regurgitation of my feelings about... feelings in a slightly sterile clinical way. So it lacks feeling. Ironic ha ha. Also halfway through this, I wondered if as I write my statements, though they may be read as statements, really are just questions, in that writing them produces a need to test them to reason and feelings. You could add I feel like or I think to the beginning of any sentence in this thing and probably be a little closer to what is coming out of me and what I'm experiencing as I write. Part of it is merely reaffirming the voice of my testimony for myself, though you can read it too so I thought I'd send (post) it.

I like to think of feelings as a conversation between my brain and the rest of my body. Sometimes there is silence. It can be awkward or it can be anxious or it can be comfortable or it can be strategic. I was thinking about silence in this sense of being strategic today as being used purposefully. It was something they taught us on my mission to allow the spirit to enter (to allow others to recognize it) or to allow an investigator to think more upon a specific topic or statement (also a teaching tool they probably talk about in training sessions). Silence is sort of like humor in the sense that most people use it like they are fumbling for a railing in the dark rather than as a surgical scalpel with purpose.  And I've contemplated to what extent the virtues of silence or humor are cultivated to perfection in a god. Some people say God must have a great sense of humor, but why and what does that look like? What is it for? Obvious examples of God using silence would be withholding answers to prayer in favor of timing or teaching patience or allowing faith to develop or allow the struggle to take place to increase personal value and refine appreciation for revelation. But as imperfect beings, we do not have the other virtues necessary to always be in control of every situation which facilitates only using silence purposefully.

On the other hand you have the evil purpose of numbness in the term "past feeling" which I interpret more as a suspension of moral judgment through conditioned denial of the Holy Ghost which disconnects from God. A lack of empathy for others which disconnects from them as real people and allows them to be used and harmed. And a lack of personal feelings of pain or joy or whatever is appropriate like a nervous system breakdown would keep you from feeling pain touching a hot stove, thus preventing you from the motivation to move it, while the heat continues to burn and damage your skin. The damage is real, but the mind is tricked into believing it is not because it can no longer receive the communication to feel it. And this is evil, because one has no choice in the matter where as in the case of emotions we are only tempted (in the sense of suggestion not necessarily sin) to feel in different directions and have relative control (though sometimes it is a push against a seemingly immovable wall). At least we have the possibility of choice to push and the gift of grace when we cannot push any harder, which chasm is massive. Numbing sometimes comes at the price of being burned enough to believe there is no choice in response or that the power necessary to choose one choice is overshadowed by the doubt inspired by previous experience in similar situations (learned helplessness, which term is often used in derision and condemnation of the learner without regard to the power of the teacher and learning environment from which such a state results). The inverse of this would be learned power and the Victor Frankl type stuff which I haven't read and vaguely remember concepts mentioned.

Another thought is that emotions are subjective and contextual and complexly intertwined with our internal system of symbols. Our emotions stem from reactions to rules we have learned, developed, created, and adopted. I can not fathom the algorithm involved between seeing a nostalgic symbol and its emotional response. And those strong reactions are the easy ones. There are complicated processes going on to interpret slightly mundane symbols. We try to predict responses, but can only illicit the most directly observable connections between stimuli and responses in others. An act of service may inspire gratitude, feelings of worth and connection in one person and that same act may foster feelings of bitterness, envy, and shame in another person with different viewpoints and experiences. When we say things resonate with us, it is because a connection is being fused or exercised and digging deeper grooves to things we value. To things we believe. There is a temporal and spiritual version of this and many times they overlap. If they always overlapped (the resonance of spiritual principles with our spirits and the resonance of ideas with personal schemas about the world) spiritual growth would never be painful, because we would only accept truth and good and light. 

That is another reason Christ was perfect and was perfected and grew in wisdom and stature and favor of god and man. We try to walk close to this path in that we try to cling to light and grow brighter and brighter until the perfect day. We attach anchors that may leave us in places we should not be comfortable because of rules we have forgotten the creation of and which have outlived their purpose. Strange example would be perhaps God doesn't want me to be good at my job now, because he doesn't want me to stay there. I used to joke that God isn't going to answer my prayers asking for the band to succeed, because he probably wants me to do something else. But who am I to assume the will of One who knows all? Every single nuance and complex algorithm inside each brain, and beyond that, every interconnected system of molecules atoms, weather patterns, geological formations, social forces, cosmic events, etc. A complete comprehension of every known area of study and things never supposed and even more valuable the complete comprehension of their integration as a whole. With power over them. Satan would have us stop at some knowledge, but God wishes to endow knowledge over all things and appoint power over these things - the elements. But we don't have that knowledge yet and so like infants make sometimes outlandish predictions and statements about the world, so do we make statements about things we feel or cannot know for certain without spiritual insight. In this context, the value of Christ's ability to know the hearts of the people cannot be overestimated, since we are individually worth more than sparrows to Him and to all that is important in our eternal influence.

Part of life could be a test to see to what extent we overlap with Christ in our resonance with truth. And loving him more than comfort jeopardized by walking through pain of reframing our mental positions, is one thing the gods referred to when talking about proving us herewith.

My ideals often lack sufficient resolve. That is a recurring flaw out of which flow multitudes of  errors. That flaw is multifaceted, and seems complex, but to the great Understander (and probably many outsiders looking in at me), it must be obvious.  

This isn't the final conclusion, but it's an ok start.

Monday, June 4, 2012

Days 2-whatever this is

Well I'm starting to see a pattern in my trips out here. I started out with a refreshingly familiar reunion without mixed emotion, just happiness. That's kind of hard to come by, right? Then we play and have fun, then I decide to bring out the new stuff. Then the new stuff doesn't work. Then I get frustrated and spend every waking minute either trying different things or thinking about what might work. During this time, I'm also passing through culture shock and jet lag a little bit easier than the last time. Also I am neglecting some serious deadline from back home (once it was coursework, last time it was studying for the GRE, this time it was writing curriculum for my new job). Then I get it to work at the last minute, but without enough time to teach much about how it works or think about process, continuity, staff adaptation. And there's that feeling of having sort of just licked the issue (not in the sense we say usually, but in the sense that I didn't take a large bite). So I was thinking the project has been a series of progressively lessening failures in the sense that lots of inspirational quotes use the word as a stepping stone.

Today was kind of the end of the frustration related to this trip. I've been trying to get a couple things on the computer to work together and it's been pretty stressful. I've started using the tablet with cross scanner and the voice and I was having the same problem that the ancutza voice had a couple years ago, which was that the voice would cut out after about 10 minutes of use, because of some sort of sound conflict with other applications or inefficient driver utilization or memory inefficiency. I mean that's my guess. Really all I knew was that it stopped making sound after a little bit and I'd have to reopen the application. This is the voice we use.

I finally got the romanian on screen keyboard with predictive text to work. But that kind of messed up what was going on with the voice. Then I realized that it wasn't that at all. I think there were just some driver issues with the old version of the voice. So I bought the new version and everything started working. It seems pretty simple on paper, but I was stressing out troubleshooting this thing. Especially since every time somebody wanted to see what was going on, I felt like a nerd to say oh um hold on- let me get this going and restart the- crap, can you just- it's not quite up to speed yet. And then dodging their incredulous looks haha.

Anyway today was a contrast of those things. In the morning I got to take Marian to the store. The worker just asked me to go buy some soda with him for her. I know it was just so she could take a break from him, because I've been a childcare worker now and I know that when the volunteers show up, you make them do intern stuff so you can catch a breath of sanity. But it was super fun. He's at that stage where he's asking a million questions and he's super gregarious so it was fun to just walk down the street with the little guy and make it an adventure. I didn't know if the berries on the tree (which happened to be friggin cherries - I'm not a botanist, lay off me) were poisonous so I had to like catch him from stuffing them in his mouth. We got to go twice, because I bought the wrong sized bottle the first time. Good enough.

After this I immediately went inside with Teo to go get Alex. I was trying to show Teo that I got stuff to work, but at that point I didn't and I spent a lot of the time trying to figure that out. But what happened was awesome. He can use camera mouse with the built in webcam to play Aliens on this thing and so I let him do that, but Marian wanted to play too, so we got them to take turns. It was really fun and between turns, Marian and I play fought. It was a diversion from the problem, but it worked for now. The battery died around 12:15 when the kids usually eat, which made it easier to leave this time.

I went to the girls' apartment to use the wifi and charge the tablet (because I forgot my converter). One of the girls talked about Florin and said he might be at the hospital so I dropped everything and walked up with them. We found out he wasn't there so I walked back and went back to the computer. I bought the voice and that was it. Problem solved. I ended up testing it for like a half hour and then got distracted going through old records of the kids.

Ok it's late I'll make edits later.
went back
Played with Alex and Daniel together.
Crocodil

Friday, June 1, 2012

Day 1


So today was a holiday called children's day and I came and surprised Alex. He was super happy and so was I. It was immediately like I hadn't left. The kids did a program that was super cute and my little girl Larisa sang the whole time. She was is a kid I spent a lot of time with in the hospital the first time I was here and I have known her since she was 4. She will be transferred out of the orphanage sometime in the next couple months to a place for older children. I watched her like I imagine a proud parent does. She looks healthy and happy.

I brought the tablet out and started using it with Alex, but there were some problems that took some time to fix and I'm on a pretty nasty sleeping schedule right now, so I couldn't stay as long as I wanted to. Also I need to make some boards that might take awhile. I explained that this computer was different and was for speaking only. It is a computer he can use to speak in the room and outside and anywhere. I think he understood. I'm going to try to take pictures of the staff and other objects in the room. Figure out some of his needs.

I'm thinking maybe of getting a bell like on breaking bad haha. If it's good enough for a former drug lord, it's good enough for the boy. Maybe have him use headphones for practicing math during the day and use the bell to have the workers change it to the speakers. Or use it for other things like low tech eye gaze step scanning.

He's in a room full of 2 year olds. 2 year olds like to grab stuff and stick it in their mouths. This might not work as well as I thought. Wish I would have been able to find some kind of otterbox for this thing.

So since I started writing this, I've broken the boardmaker installation by doing an update (an easy fix, I just happened to leave the cd at the girls' apartment) and realized I may need some help with fabricating some electronic stuff. This is the idea I guess. It's something I can use to activate/deactivate the cross scanner software. Not necessarily a necessity right now, but something that will make things better in the future. Until then I'm going to need a cheap usb keyboard and I think I know where to go for that here. 

Sleeping pattern is pretty screwed up. Have I written that in this post already?

I was just thinking about the first time I came back and had Andrew with me. And Holly. I over complicated things and got bogged down in academic theory. Andrew was able to make things happen much easier, because he concentrated more on people and the human aspect of the project. It lightened things up and balanced much of my frantic fumbling for answers to problems. I've kind of instantly also realized how I could have prepared for this trip better had I known what I'm trying to do now. It's gonna work, I just wish I had a better grip on hacking small electronics.

Update: I also just found a decent Romanian on screen keyboard with predictive text. Which is something I've been trying to figure out how to do within boardmaker for awhile.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Pregame

Hey I'm in Iasi. It was a long trip, but not really worth noting. Other than me not realizing I scanned my bus card wrong and had to pay a 15 dollar bribe. It was a long flight and I arrived in Bucharest pretty tired. I met up with Mark Hillier and he showed me around the city a bit. I got some shwarma from the good place. It was crazy spicy. Like I could only eat half of it. I took the night train in a sleeper car which was amazing. I fell asleep before I even got sheets on the bed oops. I got into Iasi at 6 and walked over Mihai's mom's apartment. Daniela Padure has been very hospitable to me and has cooked for me and welcomed me warmly. I have been very blessed to have such good friends out here. I'm really excited to see Alex tomorrow. I met with Teo and the BYU group today and was able to get a few things done on the computer. Teo and I stopped by the new mall and park behind the palace that the city has been working on for 5 years. It looks way awesome. I'll have pictures on Saturday hopefully.

The weather is mild and overcast. The good stuff starts tomorrow.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Going back again!

More details later just gushing!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

I'm going back again.

Merry Christmas to me and a few kids I love. Organizing a few ideas to work on. Hopefully I can do some good while I'm out there. I'm excited to show my family some of the country. I don't know why, but there is some elation that is missing this time. Maybe I'm just tired. I think because I'm going without a clear goal or something. Perhaps it is guilt that I have nothing to bring but my presence. Perhaps it is the dread of coming home so soon (maybe any foreseeable future is soon). I'm afraid to love them sometimes. I am weak inside. I have been lazy or something purposeless. I am prone to self pity. The feedback of self. I'm afraid the joy may not be there as I have often hoped. Those aren't the words, but they are close.

And then I need to remember the blatant selfishness of any thoughts along those lines. The joy comes from the actual work that is done. Anticipating that joy is a short circuit. My parents have been so generous to me in providing opportunities for experiences like this. I have been a shell as of late. I move slow. I guess I always have on occasion, but I'm looking up from this corner of dependency and I realize there is a mighty hand outstretched to me that I must trust and I reach to it frequently. I have seen above where it pulls me up on many occasions and see how things work or at least that they are working. It's time to hit the pavement running again. My language is grandiose in this imagery, but really it's the only way I can think to give names to the invisible processes of the spirit that we arrogantly attempt to define. I describe a darkness in me or around me and in seeking the right words, there is a reminder of the beautiful slivers of light that open to canyons of love and clarity. And then if that light can stay with me, then I can see the worth of my spirit and delicately that assessment gives me power to see others in the same light. Then I move from self preservation to service and my life has some kind of trajectory other than a shallow orbit of my bed.

I am afraid of being too selfish and stale to do anything of worth. God just let me have the energy to share myself again.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Iasi looks like this if you forgot...

I posted some videos of my trip up on a youtube account. There's a few of me being obnoxious and others that shakily walk around Iasi and many of the places BYU interns spend a lot of time. For nostalgia's sake check them out.

The channel is at:

http://www.youtube.com/robbysturms

Here's a sample: