{"id":280,"date":"2010-02-20T19:51:13","date_gmt":"2010-02-21T02:51:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=280"},"modified":"2010-02-20T19:51:13","modified_gmt":"2010-02-21T02:51:13","slug":"giving-it-up-for-lent","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=280","title":{"rendered":"Giving it up for Lent"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/sgerald\/4366145503\/\" title=\"Dust to Dust II:  Self Portrait by Sharon Gerald, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2758\/4366145503_4eb7cd7691.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" alt=\"Dust to Dust II:  Self Portrait\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t post this picture on Ash Wednesday because it looks a little demented.  I thought <a href=\"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=277\">my other self-portrait<\/a> was more appropriate as a form of religious observance.  Now that it is no longer Ash Wednesday, I&#8217;m okay with demented.  In fact, since I&#8217;ve just had a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=278\">Caffeine Thursday, Friday, and Saturday<\/a>, demented is entirely appropriate.<\/p>\n<p>This week I&#8217;ve been surrounded by people making pronouncements about what they were giving up for Lent.  This Lent thing is not just for Catholics anymore.  But you see I don&#8217;t understand it.  That isn&#8217;t an invitation to explain it to me.  It&#8217;s not like I&#8217;ve never been told or even that I&#8217;m incapable of putting the concept into words.  It&#8217;s just that I don&#8217;t have a personal comfort level with the Lenten observance of a nature that inspires me to go around giving stuff up for it.  This was not part of my religious upbringing.  In fact, I think my childhood church believed that if it had the potential to be pleasurable it should be given up all the time, not just for a few weeks.<\/p>\n<p>Still, I watch others make their vows with interest.  Diet Coke, Facebook, chocolate, etc.  I try to think of something to give up that would be meaningful in some way, and I draw a blank.  I want to give up email, but that&#8217;s impossible considering it is the source of my livelihood as well as the bane of my existence.  I should perhaps give up coffee, but I can&#8217;t afford the withdrawal illness that would ensue.  I think about giving up chocolate or Diet Coke, but those aren&#8217;t daily habits.  I might consume them often, but I could go without them and not notice.<\/p>\n<p>So while I admire others for making a vow, for finding meaningful ways to practice self-discipline and faith, I&#8217;ve chosen not to participate.  Don&#8217;t take it personally, Lent.  I don&#8217;t make New Year&#8217;s resolutions either.<\/p>\n<p>I think I&#8217;m particularly shy of making a religious claim I&#8217;m likely not to see through.  I thought at one time the most meaningful thing I could do would be to give up time, the idea being that I would have 30 minutes a day or so of silence (no Internet, no TV, no books, no grading) just to sit in quiet contemplation.  The day I thought up the idea I went to bed around midnight after working non-stop all day.  I don&#8217;t have thirty minutes a day for silence, and I&#8217;ve conditioned myself so to multitasking that I don&#8217;t know if I could do it.  Even my drives to work are not silent.  That&#8217;s when I listen to my book club books.  If I gave up listening and driving, I&#8217;d have to quit the book club, and since I&#8217;m the coordinator, I would find that difficult to maneuver.<\/p>\n<p>So I&#8217;ve got nothing.<\/p>\n<p>I started to write a post once about the concept of perfection being unattainable.  Daniel Pink talked about this in <a href=\"http:\/\/www.danpink.com\/drive\">Drive<\/a>.  He said that different personalities look at this reality in different ways.  Some think &#8220;perfection is unattainable, so I might as well not try.&#8221;  Others think &#8220;perfection is unattainable, but if I put everything I have into the effort, I can keep getting closer and closer.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I could cite any number of instances in which I&#8217;ve seen people take one approach or the other, but I also think no one responds to every aspect of life in the same way.  I might be a &#8220;keep trying regardless&#8221; person in some areas and a &#8220;don&#8217;t bother&#8221; person in others.  I&#8217;ve set myself the task of writing every day for no other reason than to challenge myself to improve.  I take the same approach to learning new technologies and rethinking teaching strategies.  No one ever gets it exactly right, I think, so the important thing is to keep trying and trying and trying.<\/p>\n<p>But for Lent?  No.  If I can&#8217;t do it right, I don&#8217;t want to try.  This is probably due to the harshness of my religious upbringing.  We were of the make-one-mistake-go-straight-to-Hell variety of believers.  If you grow up like that and you aren&#8217;t a drug addict by the time you are 20, you&#8217;ve had a narrow escape.  Religion imposed on children in the form of threats is nothing more than psychological abuse.  It offers nothing to sustain.  It engenders no appreciation of God as Love.<\/p>\n<p>Unfortunately, I&#8217;ve known more people than not in my life who approached religion as a series of threats.<\/p>\n<p>So while I admire the effort I see people putting into Lent&#8211;the enhanced mindfulness of it&#8211;I can&#8217;t bring myself to make a religious promise I might not be able to keep.  I imagine myself picking up a Hershey&#8217;s kiss and eating it before I remembered that&#8217;s what I gave up.  If I don&#8217;t have time to even sit still for thirty minutes a day, I know I don&#8217;t have time to process that level of guilt.  Godspeed to those of you who are doing it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I didn&#8217;t post this picture on Ash Wednesday because it<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-280","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-religion"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/280","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=280"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/280\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=280"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=280"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=280"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}