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Travels with tea

Steve Evans (flickr.com/photos/babasteve/3618157129/)

I remember my first walk through the old city of Jerusalem.  My body was jet-lagged, walking with two of my best friends.  We started going down famed King David Street, and before long it was a scene I had never seen before.  The streets were so narrow and crowded that you had to squeeze your way through.  The men were yelling loudly in Arabic, and some of the women were fully veiled in dark black.  Lining the streets as far as the eye could see were small garage shops selling wooden camels, hookahs, and fancy chess boards.  For the record, camels do not live anywhere around Jerusalem.

The second the shopkeepers realized that three Americans were walking towards them, we heard a constant echo of a broken English, “Hello, hello, shopping?  Shopping?  English, shopping?  Hello?”   After about twenty minutes wandering lost through this new chaos we arrived at a bright green door that led to a clearing.  It seemed like the best way out and we were ready to leave the claustrophobic streets behind.  When we were just a few feet away from walking through the door, we were turned away by two confused armed guards yelling harshly at us in Arabic and pointing their guns up in the air…. Read more…

bad luck and good times on the appalachian trail

Darius, Chris and Jeff walking hardWe’re marching in the rain, single file along a wide mountain ridge. The sky flashes and a peal of thunder rolls above us. The ground’s getting muddy and my shoes are soaked through. My fancy rain jacket keeps the top half of me dry but not warm. You don’t remember how cold rain can be when you pack your rain jacket for a trip like this. You assume staying dry equals staying warm. Nope, I’m cold to the bone. My shorts are dripping and the handles of my trekking poles are spongy wet. The only way to get warm is to keep walking. And what else would I be doing? I’m on the Appalachian Trail.

The Appalachian Trail: the East Coast’s own icon of adventure and wilderness, your ticket to freedom and the majestic beauty of the natural world. Plus a few highways here and there, but you probably don’t even see them in the summer when the flora is in full bloom. This is the great outdoors. Over 2,000 miles of it, if you’re willing to walk the whole thing in one shot, from Georgia to Maine. It takes a person a good four to six months to hike it all straight through. It’s looking like it’s gonna take me a lifetime or two…. Read more…

NYC: The modern urban pilgrimage

When the idea of pilgrimage was mentioned, the first and only vision that surfaced in my mind was Mecca. I had momentarily limited the grand idea of a journey taken for spiritual or moral significance to a singular context. However, I soon realized that another destination for pilgrims was all around me: New York City.

Mo Riza (flickr.com/photos/moriza/175599244/)

While pilgrims are much more likely to land at JFK than disembark bleary-eyed on Ellis Island, the personal meaning of the journey can be just as deep. My family and I undertook this journey two years ago. Two of my friends make regular pilgrimages here. For them, New York City is an attraction in every sense of the word.

Here are the experiences of Polina, a fashion photographer in Indianapolis; David, an accountant and musician in Ireland, recently transplanted from Australia; and myself, a non-profit marketer and blogger in NYC. The reasons behind our journeys to Gotham range from an afterthought to a quest for purpose.

What was the occasion of your first visit to New York City and what was your experience?

POLINA: My first visit to NYC was in 1991. I was passing through on my way to Israel where I was going to spend 6 months on a Kibbutz with a friend of mine (only lasted about 4 days, but that’s a whole other story).

I fell in love with NY instantly. It had the pulsating energy that I had always envisioned and the sheer diversity of people, food, buildings, food and pretty much everything else was intoxicating. I was only in NY for about a week at that time, but vowed to return.

One memorable moment: I was 19 and had spent my youth growing up and going to school in Australia. I didn’t know very much about America or its culture, but had seen enough American TV to know that a white person wasn’t always welcome in a black neighborhood. So there I was, checking out Columbia University, because I was thinking about attending there. I love to walk and one of the joys of being in NY is doing all that walking and taking in the sights.

Mo Riza (flickr.com/photos/moriza/93944423/)

After I was done with Columbia, I wandered into Morningside Park. I didn’t really have a destination or a plan, so I just followed one of the paths through the park, came out on the other side of the park, and kept walking. It took a little while, but eventually I noticed that people in the street were looking at me like I was odd or something. I couldn’t figure out for the life of me what the problem was… until I looked up at one of the storefronts and saw that I was in Harlem.

I was literally the only white person for blocks around. It was a very interesting experience – first of its kind actually for me, as neither Australia, where I went to school, nor Russia, where I was born and lived until I was 9 years old, have very large black populations. I didn’t feel in grave danger by any means, but I didn’t feel very welcome either. I think the folks who saw me walking around there probably realized that I was just a dumb tourist.

 

DAVID: July 1994 on a choir tour. It was around 1:00am, and for reasons I doubt I ever knew, our bus from JFK to Amsterdam Avenue brought us in via the 678 & 95, so we entered Manhattan in Washington Heights [note: a neighborhood near the top of Manhattan] and came down rather than what everyone was expecting, which was a trip through Midtown up.

The bus driver had to detour several times due to some street fighting. For a bunch of teens and twenties from Australia, many on their first overseas trip, and everyone’s first time in NYC, that was an interesting greeting. But I was hooked right from the start.

We had three free days out of the seven we were there, and I spent all of them walking the streets and riding the subway with a few mates anxious to see as much as possible. We went up the World Trade Center and the Empire State Building within two hours of each other.

I was hooked; still am.

Mo Riza (flickr.com/photos/moriza/171802464/)

ERIC: I feel like the latecomer, but I didn’t first set foot into NYC until October 2005. I spent my early childhood in the Northeast, so I think that I had visited as a baby, so that doesn’t count as ‘setting foot’ anyway. My wife and I came up from our longtime home of Gainesville, FL for a relatively whirlwind trip: three days, two nights over Veteran’s Day weekend. We booked the cheapest room that we could find in the heart of Manhattan: a relative matchbox in a Times Square Days Inn.

The main thing that I remember about the trip is the pain in my feet. In an effort to look New York Cool, I wore shiny black GBX low-cut boots instead of sensible walking shoes. By the first night, my poor feet throbbed and ached. We did our tourists’ duty and patronized the Empire State Building, Central Park, Times Square, Ground Zero, Phantom of the Opera, and many cheap well-reviewed restaurants that we researched ahead of time.

By the end of the trip, we were both confident in our opinion of the city: Nice place to visit, wouldn’t want to live there.

How soon did you return to the city? How many times have you been here?

POLINA: I was back in NY about 8 months later and have been back countless times since 1991. Each time has been an adventure and a joy.

DAVID: First went back in 1997 and I’ve honestly lost count of the total number of times I’ve been. It would be around 10 I think, but only twice since 2001, which is the year I met my wife. Our travel budget generally meant coming to Ireland from Australia rather than anywhere else. I always promised Diane I’d bring her though, and in 2007 at the end of a month-long visit to Ireland, we spent a week in NYC. She was initially very intimidated, even though I noticed just how much friendlier the city felt in general compared to my first trip in ’94. After a few days she was as smitten as I was. We returned again for a day in July 2010 en route back to Ireland (where we now live) at the end of a 2 month trip to the Pacific Northwest. Just like my visit in 1994, the most recent was oppressively hot. Usually that would be a killer for Diane, but on this occasion, just because we love the place so much, we still had a great day around the villages.

Mo Riza (flickr.com/photos/moriza/86314168/)

ERIC: We returned to NYC three years later in 2008, and we did want to live there. Since our last trip, we had gone to Europe a couple of times, we had a beautiful baby boy, and my longtime job in Gainesville ended. With unemployment looming, we asked ourselves what we wanted to do with our lives. With our 1-year-old, we felt that the time for going on crazy adventures was coming to a close. I wanted to reinvent my career, and during an impromptu but fateful discussion at Chick fil-A, the question was posed: “What about New York?” After two months of twists and turns and waves of excitement, anxiety, and doubt, we moved to NYC over Labor Day weekend. After another uncertain two months of job searching and hemorrhaging of our savings, I landed a job and we secured the beginning of a cramped and wonder-filled life in Manhattan.

What keeps bringing you back?

POLINA: I keep coming back because there is so much to do and see, but also because it is creatively invigorating. Living in the Midwest as I do, the pace of life here and also the things that are important are on a different plane, if you will. NY serves as a reminder of all that is possible and of how much life has to offer. It is the antidote to complacency, to settling and to living the easy, suburban life.

DAVID: We’re never going to come close to seeing it all. Just like Sydney (where we lived before) but on a far larger scale, it’s a huge clash of cultures all living together, bumping into each other and rubbing off on each other. It has a unique personality that keeps drawing us in.

ERIC: Delta or Jetblue; whichever has the cheapest flights for our short jaunts to Florida. I guess for us, the question is more like, “What keeps us here?” Life here is inconvenient and uncomfortable, especially after having our second beautiful baby boy, but we feel very alive. We experience mostly the best and occasionally the bad in people. As far as my career goes, the opportunities here are endless, and I’ve taken my strides to using my God-given talents to their fullest. Though in-home laundry would be a life-changing gift right now, NYC is changing our lives on much deeper levels.

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Mo Riza (flickr.com/photos/moriza/149160158/)

For all three of us, New York City opened our eyes to the beauty, brilliance, riches, and roughness of humanity. It is the world conveniently housed in a 305 square mile area. This city is a lens that magnifies and focuses what is possible in our own lives. Whether the flight is three hours or 36, the impact of a journey to New York City easily qualifies it to me as a pilgrimage.

dan cloutier: folk hero

I’ve known Dan and his wife Kalina for two years now. When I first met him, I found out about his full-time job working with individuals with disabilities at the Michael Carter Lisnow Respite Center in Hopkinton, Mass, and I was impressed. Then I found out about his part-time folk music career when he gave me a copy of his cd, ‘Bottles and Seeds’, and I was more impressed.

Then I went to the recording of his second cd, ‘Live at the Masquerade Ball’ which was also a live show (he likes to live dangerously). Not long after that he started talking about co-starting a record label which became Birch Beer Records. Next thing I knew, he and co-founder Kim Jennings had signed a new artist, Levi Schmidt, and were working to put out Levi’s first album.

Then I hear about this whole ‘I Support Local Music in Massachusetts’ Facebook page, which has almost 8,000 fans. Now there’s a blog (we-support-local-music.com) and no telling what Dan Cloutier and friends might do next. That’s just the kind of guy he is. I sat down with Dan at his home a while ago to talk about this stuff. Here’s a little bit of our conversation.

How did you get into music in the first place?

I got into music primarily through the alternative rock movement in the early 90s when I was in junior high school. I felt really good listening to all this teenage angst music. I felt that was really important at the time.

Is that when you started playing guitar and writing music?

from dancloutier.homestead.com

Yeah, I started writing poetry first, and my friends played the guitars. My mom had a beat up acoustic guitar. My uncle showed me some chords. And I didn’t start learning other people’s songs. I just started writing songs. They were awful. Just, like, absolute drivel. It took me, I don’t know, like ten years to write something that was quasi-coherently decent.

It’s just like any writing, it takes a lot of practice. I started right off the bat writing. It was even like a couple years before I could really begin to play other people’s songs.

It’s interesting because you hear stories about Bob Dylan, and Dylan did the opposite. Dylan learned thousands of songs when he was in his late teens and twenties. All the old folk songs, Woodie Guthrie, etcetera. All those people. He played all those songs so when he began to write songs when he was like 21, he had a thousand songs under his belt. He began to write brilliantly immediately. It took me a long time to begin to write okay, because I didn’t learn the craft of other people until much later on.

Besides music, what are the other things in your life that you are passionate about?

I’m passionate about traveling. I love to travel. I like to travel to kind of strange, extreme places. When I get my mind set on traveling to a place, I get super focused on it. I do all this internet searching on it. I go to my libraries and rent books and movies about it.

I’m passionate about my family. I’ve got a wonderful family and a wonderful wife. I’m passionate about my job. I work with people with special needs. We have a great time. I’ve been working there full time for almost eight years.

You went to seminary right?

I went to Gordon College. I went to undergrad. So I didn’t go to official seminary. I got my bachelor’s degree in biblical studies and ancient history and I was able to live in Jerusalem for six months studying the bible and studying that kind of ancient history. It was very interesting to study and has a huge influence on my songs.

It was interesting because while I was studying it I had a feeling that this is what I was supposed to be doing, but at the same time I think I was just being ignorant and not thinking at all about future. I was just very in the moment. I definitely didn’t give myself all that many options.

There was a time that first summer that I graduated that I was just– it struck me just how much some people have prepared for this moment, the real world, and how little I had prepared for the real world. It was a very important awakening. And a couple months depression.

(Laughing) I can relate.

I wrote some of my best songs out of that. It was the first time I was really writing good songs, like consistently. The first time I began to write songs that are still in my repertoire now were that summer that I was struggling through the depression and figuring out what the heck I wanted to do with my life.

So do you think artists have to go through a dark time if they want to bring anything good out of their art?

I think maybe people have to go through a dark time if they want to bring anything good to this world. Maybe not everybody. Maybe there’s people who get away with it, but the people who did a lot of changing for the good in this world went through a lot of suffering. I think they run hand in hand.

You mentioned this, but as an artist, how does the song writing and music writing process work for you?

from dancloutier.homestead.com, remixed

The inspiration for each song is different. A song is an interesting thing. It’s a process.

There are songs where I’ve written the lyrics first and I knew how it sounded in my head. There are songs where I wrote a guitar part, worked on it for a year trying to force lyrics on top of it. There are songs that I’ll begin to write lyrics and I have no clue what the lyrics are really about, then eventually by the end of the song they mean something to me. There are songs that I want to write a song about this specific situation and I’ll write a song about that specific situation.

It’s an interesting question. It all comes down to this concept of– an artist would usually call it the muse. How does the muse speak to you? It’s almost more like we’re fishing. You know, where you can be out there fishing for a long time and never catch anything, but you need to kind of know when to reel in when you have something good. You need to know when whatever that idea is is a worthy enough idea to write down.

How did the label come about? How did that get started?

It’s called Birch Beer Records. It started about a year ago. I was recording a live cd, my second cd, of thirteen brand new songs. One of my good friends was working on it with me. She was a piano player and a singer on that album. Her name is Kim Jennings and she was coming out with her own album later that fall. So this was in the spring, and I knew that my album would probably drop around the fall too, so we sat down together after the show in May and we were like, how do we go about getting this music out to the people? Like, what needs to happen?

When you’re a solo independent artist, the first thing most people say is well you need a record label to do anything. So Kim and I decided let’s make our own record label. And the more and more we talked about it, the more and more we became determined around the idea that people who are small, independent artists really don’t have a good shot, because all the big labels aren’t in Boston anymore.

We originally thought this idea for a record company was just to promote our two albums, but about three months into it we decided we’re just going to take all our proceeds from our albums and put it into the company so we can begin to sign some other people and begin to get this thing off the ground and begin to try to change the way the local music scene is looked at.

There’s a value to having somebody in your town you might want to see play. The way it works now in America, there tends to be like the fifty acts that get played on the radio and they just kind of roam from town to town, but there’s a beauty to that concept [of local music] just as there’s a beauty to the concept of like, you know, locally grown produce, locally grown stuff.

If there’s people out there who you could talk to who are wanting to get started in the music business, either just locally playing shows or they want to go all the way and make it huge, what would you recommend, you know, in 2010?

I’ve learned an awful lot the past few years. The most important thing is to be true to your craft. I still hold to the same thing I held to a year ago. Play a ton. Write, write, write. Listen to great artists of whatever genre you’re listening to.

But is that going to get you signed or even get you fans? No, probably not. There’s so many people doing it. Two years, three years ago, the way I was playing, for me to have real success at music I needed to win the lottery. That’s the position I put myself in. I needed to have somebody at some show who’s really important see me and love me, which is just– the chance of that is like finding a diamond in a sea of sand. There’s so many other people who are great.

from dancloutier.homestead.com

You need to do things differently. You need to think outside the box. You need to promote yourself. You need to think about how you can help the greater community. You need to work your tail off in terms of promotion, and it’s not for everybody. That’s where it’s completely fine to be an absolute brilliant songwriter and have, like, your ten friends and the people at your local open mike know who you are. There’s nothing wrong with that.

But, if you want to do [music] full time, seriously, you need to almost have a business degree. Even if you stand way out you need to have that business sense of having the good websites, doing the good promotion, talking to the right people, playing as much as you can, playing four times a week, doing it that way. That’s how you slowly build a fan base and then people will try to give back to you.

I’ve had a lot of success with doing this Birch Beer Records thing. I started this Facebook page called ‘I Support Local Music In Massachusetts’ and there’s 7,000 people associated with it now. A newspaper might be interested in what I’m trying to do musically, but also I’m trying to do these other things. It just gives you greater options and greater resources. It’s more interesting.

There’s a lot of singer-songwriter troubadours, there’s a lot of people who are great bass players, a lot of people who are great piano players, but what are you doing that’s different and interesting? What’s your purpose? What’s motivating that? Why should people pay attention to you?

If after hearing this people are wanting to get more involved in their local music scene and try to support that, whether they are musicians or just fans of music, do you have some good ways they can begin that process?

You gotta find some people who are local, brilliant locals, and when you find somebody who’s local, then you need to be their big supporter. They need you. You know, telling your friends about them, inviting them to shows, and trying to get them as excited about it as you are excited about it. It’s important.

And go see more shows.

rescue you: x marks the spot

When I think pilgrimage, I think holy quest. I think of a journey back to the roots of your faith, back to understanding, back somewhere. I think of grand expeditions filled with obstacles, adventure and extreme enlightenment. I picture Jason Schwartzman and Adrien Brody with Owen Wilson on a train in India. I think of intense effort.

I’ve never actually been on such a pilgrimage. I’ve never had a place to get back to. At least not geographically. I did lose my heart one time, and that in fact was a place I desperately needed to return to. In a lot of ways, my journey was forced but it was the best summer of my life.

It feels like I should write ‘how-to lose your heart’ first, but lets assume that none of us want to learn that. Here is how to get it back.

Initiate the expedition

I was going through a break-up and taking it hard. I cried and prayed so much. It was nuts. I wanted her back and couldn’t see any reason we should be apart. She said I was too stiff and always trying to be a super-christian. I blamed her for giving up and thought she was rude for criticizing my faith.

About a month in, this profound thought hit me. ‘What if it was you, Jake?’ What if it was me? What if I acted like a stiff and was ‘holier than thou’? Hmm. That actually makes more sense. It was me. Not entirely, but definitely 75% of it could have been avoided. Why did I act out of character? When did I become this weirdo? It was in my heart. I gave up my heart, my true-self. That’s how I got here. I want to go back.

Get a map / The 1st stop

I would pray for guidance every day. More like every hour. I had caught a glimpse of the old me and wanted a map back to him. I also began some counseling sessions. This is like having a GPS on your journey. You always have your own sense of direction, but being able to bounce it off a satellite a couple times a month is incredible. He would help me unpack thoughts and re-pack them. It makes for less baggage and the trip becomes a little easier.

First stop on the map was looking at everything I had been avoiding. The first thing I noticed was that I was so scared of being wrong. I put up a righteous front. This is the first sign of the false Jake. Solution: stop with immediate opinion-forming. It’s not necessary. Take in the information and spin it around a bit. This way you’re thinking more freely, not so rigid.

2nd stop: reconciliation with friends

I sat down with my two closest friends. I asked them tough questions. ‘Am I unapproachable? Am I tough to be around?’ You never really want to hear those answers, but its so necessary. I found out that I was awful to hang out with. Every time I would hang out with people, every time we got together, it was a bunch of, ‘You shouldn’t do that…. You should do more of this…. Well, my pastor says….’ It was a legalistic bonanza. This is the polar opposite of who I am. I’ve always been the dude to talk to about whatever was on your mind. I’ve always been inviting.

3rd stop: reconciliation with yourself

I started praying for fifteen minutes at a time, a huge boost from the usual two to three. I actually let God work with me and started listening to my heart. Tough questions started coming up and I would not run. He and I were in this together. He would show me some harsh truths and not condemn me but lift me over them.

Then I asked Jesus to guide me through the dirty, cluttered basement that is my heart. We would go through the crap together and he would guide me to the areas that needed attention sooner. This became the daily routine. More and more blemishes rose to the surface. I feel comfortable sharing them:

  • I blindly chased righteousness.
  • I never felt like a man, just a big kid all the time.
  • I believed two lies:
    1. My parents relationship is my responsibility.
    2. I have nothing to offer a woman.

I started seeing where these things came from and decided it wasn’t my fault. I have made a lot of mistakes because of these things, and those I will take responsibility for. But the damage done was more of a character assassination than me being reckless. I tossed the lies and informed the enemy that I know what’s up now. I forgave my self.

4th stop: get a new map of your heart and go there… forever

I was on the right path now. It took me a couple months and the travel was exhausting. But as I stayed on the right path more and more, I started to see the old me, the true-self, come alive again. I could see the final destination: my passions. They were buried deep but couldn’t be killed and that gave me so much confidence. ‘Live from your passions’ was one of those phrases I would hear and think, ‘Yeah right. Who has time for that?’ Now I get it. Your passions are your heart’s desire. Your heart is wired by God. He gave you those, so use them. I found my heart. Pilgrimage: success!

Back to your everyday life

Use what you learn on the pilgrimage. It’s going to be hard but you will have some memories engraved to remind you. I actually kept a bit of a journal. It wasn’t typical, but basically just a line or two each day about what I learned. I have looked at that a dozen times since my journey. It gets me right back on the path. Don’t forget to live from your new heart everyday. You’d be surprised who comes back around.

Epilogue Jake ended up living life like he was supposed to and, about 3 months later, his ex-girlfriend initiated communication. She was able to see the changes made and wanted to be close again. A month of friendship rekindled their story and the two were just married in September.

Footnote A Lot of this journey was fueled by Wild at Heart by John Eldridge.

pilgrimage: a better way to go

Next time you’re moving through the customs line of an international airport, declaration card filled out, passport in hand, and the customs official asks you that million dollar question, ‘Are you traveling for business or pleasure,’ try telling her neither, you’re on pilgrimage thank you very much…. Read more…