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Showing posts with label writing from life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing from life. Show all posts

Sunday, April 5, 2015

SYNCHRONICITY: MORE THAN COINCIDENCE

Synchronicity. You’ve heard the word, but what does it mean? In the 1920s Swiss psychotherapist and psychiatrist, Carl Jung, the founder of analytical psychology, coined the term to describe the phenomena when two unrelated events occur simultaneously experienced in a meaningful manner. More than coincidence, it can be manifested by strong intent.

We’ve all experienced synchronicity at one time or another. For example, you’re gassing the car and you start thinking of someone you haven’t seen or talked to in a while. You make a mental note to phone or text them and a moment later they pull up at the next pump and get out of the car. “I was just thinking about you,” you greet them with a laugh. “Really? I was just thinking about you too—and here you are!”

GOOD FORTUNE’s” recurring theme of synchronicity is something I commonly experience in all areas of my life, so it came as no surprise that while researching Chinese culture and customs, the information I needed often appeared as if I’d attracted it like a magnet. One of many such examples is how I learned about the history of Shuikou noodles.
I was well into writing chapter 40 devoted to the annual Chinese New Year dinner hosted at the Chow household. After consuming a feast, the Chow family and friends listened to elders tell after dinner stories. I wanted this section to be interesting and not read like a textbook. I’d already researched and written about the history of the Chinese calendar and the art of calligraphy through the vehicle of two elders relating tales about these topics. I wanted a third tale to be something different and attention-grabbing, yet relating somehow to traditional Chinese food.

The next morning while getting ready for work I mulled this over, wondering where I’d find just what I needed. When I got home that night and collected the mail I was still thinking about this dilemma because I still had no idea where to find exactly what I needed. Among the mail that day I noticed an Auto Club magazine. Usually, I’d put it aside and wouldn’t look at it until much later, yet for some reason I felt compelled to sit down and read it immediately. I placed the magazine on the table and, as if by magic, the pages popped open to an article about the history of Shuikou noodles. There was my research—problem solved! This is the actual article. 




If you’d like to share examples of synchronicity in your own life, send me an email via ljbratspis@gmail.com and I’ll post them in another blog. I wish you good fortune!

Leslie Bratspis

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Saturday, February 21, 2015

MY EPIPHANY WHILE MAKING VEGETABLE SOUP – SPOILER ALERT!!!


                                  THIS BLOG CONTAINS SPOILERS. JUST SAYIN’…

What triggers the mind is fascinating. Yesterday while chopping vegetables for a pot of homemade soup I found myself thinking about two main characters in my novels, “GOOD FORTUNE” and “VANILLA GRASS, A novel of redemption.” My two protagonists are vastly different, yet I realized they share the same virtue. Chow Lee Tong, an aged Chinese immigrant, scholar and bookkeeper, and John Carrows, a Vietnam veteran with PTSD, couldn’t be more opposite. At least that’s what I thought when I created them.

Tong is an immigrant from a small village in China who came to the U.S. as a young man with his wife and young son, full of hopeful plans for their future. Soon his hopes are dashed. John was born in the United States and grew up on a farm in the Pacific Northwest. When he turned eighteen he was deployed to Vietnam and is badly injured. What could an immigrant scholar and a wounded veteran with PTSD possibly have in common?

As I sliced a head of cauliflower into small chunks my mind came up with an answer: Each man had suffered greatly, felt like he’d lost everything, and as a result of years of emotional suffering had developed a compassionate heart.

“GOOD FORTUNE” Page 51 – “The much-anticipated journey to the United States ought to have been the beginning of a shared dream for Tong and Mei-li. But as fate would have it, Mei-li's tragic death so soon after their arrival was to be only one of the painful losses Tong would have to endure. Like his wife, he too felt despondent to leave behind the village of his birth, members of his family whom he knew he would never see again, and his life's work from which he derived so much pleasure.”

“VANILLA GRASS” Page 151 – “After my family died I felt like I had no reason to live. All my plans to go to college—gone. No family, no career, no wife and kids. I got drafted and sure, I served my country, but for what? To breathe poison chemicals that fucked up my lungs and get blasted up so bad I’ve got a metal plate in my head?” He clenched his fist and raised it at the sky. “Can you tell me why the hell I had to lose everything?”

I dropped in the chunks of cauliflower and stirred the vegetables sautéing in the pot, added garlic, ginger and a sprinkle of curry. Then I poured in homemade chicken broth and began peeling carrots while my mind continued thinking about the similarities between Tong and John that I’d never before considered.

The opening sentence of “GOOD FORTUNE” reads: “Tong’s arduous journey through life prepared him to help others. He discovered that kindness outlasts suffering, and finding skillful ways through challenges mattered more than any indignity.” Tong’s suffering and endless sorrow over losing Mei-li—the love of his life—made him a compassionate man who dedicated his life to helping others.

In “VANILLA GRASS,” John’s suffering from the loss of his family and the hell of having PTSD turned him into a total recluse—that is, until his life gets invaded by the town’s delinquent teenagers. He finds himself the target of false accusations that could ruin his reputation yet instead of reacting with anger, he tells the mother of a girl responsible for starting the false rumor something she never expected. “VANILLA GRASS” Page 221 – John stared at his glass and watched a drop of water zig zag down the side like a tear. “I’ve suffered too much and seen and done too many awful things to want to inflict pain on anyone unless my life is threatened.” Like Tong, John’s years of suffering made him a kind and compassionate human being.

While mulling this over, I added chopped carrots and celery to the 12-vegetable soup, lowered the flame, put on the lid, and started cleaning the kitchen. I rinsed out the sink and thought about how interesting it was that I’d unconsciously given both men in my novelswho I’d thought were complete oppositesthe shared quality of compassion. A Chinese immigrant scholar and an American veteran with PTSD were both men of honor. Each had to overcome painful obstacles and were survivors who overcame personal pain to help others in need.

“GOOD FORTUNE” Page 331 – “Yet, until he grew to adulthood and experienced his own pain after losing his father, Wu had no way of measuring or understanding the depth of the wounds inflicted upon his father when he was robbed of his cultural roots, his profession, and even his wife. In the face of such terrible losses, Tong stoically accepted all the changes life thrust at him with what Wu now realized was the strength and courage of a warrior. Reflecting on that early time of his life, he was finally able to grasp that his father relied on his Herculean inner strength and courage to forge ahead, despite the enormous intensity of his personal grief. For the first time he comprehended the unselfishness of his father's motive to hide his pain and sorrow from him, and the love that made him believe this was the right thing to do.”

“VANILLA GRASS” Page 308 & 309 – “For some unknown reason after I did you wrong more than once, you didn’t give up on me. Anyone else would have cast me aside as a lost cause, but not you, John Carrows. You had a big heart and opened up a world of opportunities for me I never thought possible…You were a man of few words. Your actions spoke for you. You were a human being with a compassionate heart who understood the pain of others because of your own painful experiences.”

Until I got busy yesterday chopping soup vegetables it hadn’t occurred to me how I wrote characters I admired. In my own life, being compassionate towards humans and animals is of paramount importance. Like everyone, I’ve had my own share of challenges to face, bitter disappointments to overcome, and pain to suffer through. Writing has been a way for me to express myself creatively and say what I believe is important.


                       

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Monday, March 31, 2014

MY LIFE INFLUENCED ME AS I WROTE “GOOD FORTUNE”


Recently I was approached by a book club that selected “Good Fortune” as their monthly read. The members inquired if I’d be willing to attend their meeting and of course, I answered I’d be delighted. It had been two years since I’d read my manuscript and I thought it wise for me to refresh my memory. I started reading it again and at once it became apparent how much I loved my characters, but also how much of my own life was revealed on the pages. At the time I started writing “Good Fortune” my father was dying from Alzheimer’s. Once a brilliant author, scholar and teacher, he was deteriorating rapidly and I was experiencing grief at how he’d radically changed. As I read about the conflict between Wu and his father, Tong, I realized I was writing about my yearnings for my father to be well.

 
The complicated relationship between Wu and Tong as Tong's health declines runs prevalent throughout “Good Fortune,” but there is much more from my life captured on its pages. I've heard it said an author writes about what they know. Chapter 8 tells about a letter that foretells the future. I wrote about an actual letter my husband received from his grandfather while he was anxiously waiting to find out the results of an important state exam relating to his position as pastry chef for a major hotel. Somehow, the letter got tucked inside a book and was forgotten for six years until once again, my husband was waiting to learn if he’d passed his state exam to become a Licensed Marriage Family Therapist. Back then things weren’t computerized, so he had to wait three months to learn the outcome. One morning he dreamt about his grandfather with whom he’d had a close relationship. He woke up missing him, wishing he could talk to him one more time. Without knowing about his dream, I watered the plants per my usual weekly routine and noticed a letter protruding from a book. Curious to see what it was because it hadn’t stuck out before or I’d have noticed, I slipped it out and read it. When I saw it was from Grandfather, as a surprise I set it on the reading table for my husband to find next time he sat there to read. At the end of this blog is a photo of the actual letter which predicts my husband is going to pass his exam. The reproduction is small, but it reads: “Your father keeps informing me of your progress. I trust and feel confident that you will pass your state exams with flying colors…” When he read it that morning, he knew he had!

 
Another example from my life is written about in Chapter 17. The ballerina painting Jenny shares with Michael was the first oil painting I ever attempted. I came across a photograph of a prima ballerina after her final performance and was struck by the beauty of her pose, her long hair flowing down her back. I’d taken many figure drawing classes with live models and I thought the pose so beautiful I wanted to paint her. When I showed the finished painting to a friend they remarked it was “so sad.” Until that moment, I hadn’t seen the sadness, only the beauty that inspired me to paint her. Page 97 Jennie is talking about herself to Michael as they are getting to know each other:

While I was still in school, an artist friend gave me a beautiful gift. She made an oil painting depicting a ballerina after she danced her final performance…She's seated backstage with her torso bent over and her head resting on folded arms across her knees. Flowing down her back, her long black hair makes a graceful veil…When I hung it on the wall, I only saw the dancer's sadness. My friend viewed it strictly from an artist's perspective. Her eye appreciated the shape and form of the dancer's body draped in the chair and she painted what she saw, but I felt as if I were seeing into a mirror reflecting what could be my future… The painting showed me the depth of the dancer's sadness after her final performance, and every time I looked at her I felt her pain, too. I knew I didn't want to end up like her…Then one day, I found myself looking at the painting in a different way. I realized I was also an artist, and I had the power to paint my future. My life was a canvas and the future my work of art. Once I came to that realization, I was able to take the steps to protect myself from such a heartbreaking fate. That changed everything. Now, whenever I look at the sad ballerina, all I see is a beautiful painting.”

These are just two examples from my life I incorporated into writing “Good Fortune” while attempting to share some personal experiences of synchronicity, wisdom and learning. There are too many to include, so I will only list twelve of them. The names are fictitious, the incidents all true.

1.         Discovering how to actually open a fortune cookie without breaking it. My friend described how her daughter received her engagement ring the day before I wrote Chapter 7.

2.         Learning about Chinese culture and customs from unexpected sources wherever I went such as the conversation coming from the next table while dining at the commissary at work. A magazine delivered in the mail with an article about Shuikou noodles after I’d just begun writing Chapter 40.

3.         Brothers Andy and Michael fighting and ruining their mother’s new lamp.

4.         Pretending to be pirates and fighting with swords made of cardboard.

5.         Chapter 18 - Michael’s reflections about the hurdy gurdy man in Monterey, CA, how he respects this man for being independent and his own boss.

6          Contemplating the universe while star gazing around the fire pit at Nepenthe. A silver fox appeared and scared the diners.

7.         Michael standing all day and being exhausted from working so hard on Valentine’s Day. As a floral designed, I experienced such fatigue.

8.         Meditating by the ocean and hearing a voice in the wind.

9.         Creating a beach sculpture from driftwood, shells and seaweed.

10.       Referring to “A Dictionary of Symbols” after waking up from a dream.

11.       Jennie studied ballet and jazz. I took ballet 6 years and lyrical jazz for 25 years.

12.       Grieving over the death of my father. The poem Wu tucked into his father’s breast pocket is in the grave with my father tucked inside his breast pocket.

13.       Achieving a state of enlightenment during meditation.

 I hope you enjoy reading “Good Fortune” as much as I loved living it and writing it.


Yours in good fortune,
Leslie Bratspis, Author
 



 
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