Saturday, December 02, 2017

The Saxophone

My favorite Christmas gift this year was given to me by my dad before I even got home...

The Back Story: My grandpa, Leland Grant "Gus" Shields, use to play his saxophone in a dance band at BYU called the Y's Men Band. I loved imagining my grandpa playing his sax in that band and to this day still listen to his recordings. I loved my grandpa with all my heart and because of his love of jazz, then my dad's love of jazz, I too fell in love with jazz at a young age.  

One day my aunt was telling me about the time her dad (my grandpa) had played the saxophone at her wedding and I thought that was awesome. So I asked my dad to play the saxophone at my wedding.  This was so many years ago that I barely remembered asking my dad.

Years ago my dad found his dad's sax lying around collecting dust in the basement of his home and asked his mom if he could have it. She said yes so my dad took it home and it began to collect dust for a years at his house. My dad eventually bought a case off craigslist for the saxophone but the mouthpiece was missing and the sax needed a lot of work, if anyone was ever going to play it again.

Leland Grant "Gus" Shields' Saxophone

Then one day my dad began an unlikely friendship with a man, Don Degrady, that used to play in the Y's Men Band at BYU with my grandpa. Don gave my dad a beautiful mouthpiece for my grandpa's sax and told my dad of a wonderful place in Oakland, CA where they could fix up my grandpa's saxophone. So my dad sent it to that store.

Mouth piece given by Don  DeGrady

The Christmas Story: So a few days ago my dad drove to Oakland early to pick up my grandpa's saxophone and then to pick me up from the airport to come home for Christmas. On the way home he told me the backstory of my grandpa's saxophone. He also told me that he had been praying for me to find a good man and get married but that he felt like he needed to do his part. So he decided to get the saxophone all ready to play, picked out a song, and is going to practice and prepare to play at my wedding!

I love my dad and LOVE his faith!


8 Tips to Writing a Wicked Awesome Blog Post


I have been doing a lot of blog writing lately and thought I write a post about a few suggestions of what I think makes for an awesome Blog Post.  I’ve been blogging since 2006, one of the only times I was an early adopter, and have learned a lot about the particulars of writing blogs versus writing in other styles.  So take it for what it’s worth.

1. Pick a GREAT Title/Heading:
When you write a book you have to give your reader a hook in the first chapter. When you write a blog post you have to give them a hook in the title. You get about 3-5 words to summarize and interest your reader. Choose your title/header wisely. Some of the best titles come directly from your content. Choose strong appealing titles that draw your reader in. Remember that you are competing with so much media you get a short chance to draw in your reader.

3. Visual scanning:
I think this is one of the biggest blogger mistakes. Many times if a reader sees that the blog post is longer than they can scan w/o scrolling down on the page they won’t read the blog at all. So...writing short, to the point, brilliant blogs are much more attractive to readers.

When a reader looks at your blog it should be visually pleasing and easy for their brain to process. So be sure to write short, easy to swallow, paragraphs. Run-on-sentences will KILL your blog post.

Less is always more when writing a blentry (blog entry).

4. Good quality content:
Become besties with a dictionary/thesaurus. See if you can find unique vocabulary to say what you want to say. It is amazing what synonyms make your writing more applicable to readers. Don’t get to preachy, intelligent, or use too big of words, but adding variety really does make a difference

Focus on ONE subject. Although many readers need a lot of stimulus, have ADHD, or are in the instant gratification—to many topics are a buzz kill and lead readers to drop out or leave your page in pursuit of more information on many of your topics. Stick to what you know and what you want to talk about.  In other writing situations this is called your Thesis Statement, or the point you are trying to get across.

5. Utilize Links:
Readers love links BUT be careful or you might just be asking your reader to leave your blog and go wandering elsewhere. NEVER use a link to introduce new content. Utilize links to define words, to give clout/evidence to back up your ideas, or to give your readers other resources about your topic. Try not to put too many links in your post or that gets distracting.

6. Media/Pictures:
Like the links above be careful with your media (youtube videos, etc) and your pictures. They should go directly along with your post. Avoid putting in pictures or media in your post just for aesthetic effect. I know sometimes we get tempted to make things pretty and visually pleasing but if they are too distracting, again you will lose your reader.

Choose media that looks professional. Make sure they are cropped appropriately, that the quote is correct and actually by the attributed author, etc. 

It is brilliant if you can use images to replace words. Never use words if you can accomplish your ideas with an image.

7. Call to Arms/Challenge/Question to Readers:
Not every blog post needs a challenge at the end or a question BUT they are a really good way to get your reader to think about your post long after they have finished reading it. HOWEVER, don’t just plop don’t any blanket blah question at the end. This is also the death of your post. Readers don’t like writers/bloggers to be condescending or treat them like idiots. If you want to ask a questions or issue a challenge then make it count and be sure to invite your reader to come back to the blog.

 8. SHARE. SHARE. SHARE:
Readers of the world have WAY too many options out there to read. Most actual readers, not the readers that just happen upon your blog, but actual readers have certain blogs they visit, re-visit, and again go back to. They usually have a news blog, a music blog, Pinterst, Facebook, etc and so you need to pull them into your world. You do so by sharing your writing with people who are already invested in your and your life!

Don’t just “share” your posts online. Remember that people in your life are interested in what you love, what makes you tick, and what you are passionate about so open your mouth and invite people to your writing place.  You might be surprised at how many people will end up jumping in your boat (when you invite them).

Modern Mormon Men

I love men! I get along with them better, I like facial hair, and I love a man who is not only strong but also intelligent. I especially love men who like to write. Do yourself a favor and check out the blog below.

Dear Single Men

Dear Single Men,

Don't worry so much about planning the perfect date
Chances are I didn't go out with you b/c of your plans
No matter what happens I will say thank you

If you give me an opportunity I will help you get my number
I will try to not always be in a gaggle of girls
But even if I am—be brave

When you finally get up the nerve to ask me out
I will do my best to be honest
If I say yes I will be ready and on time

If you ask me out again and I'm not interested
I'll find a way to say no—instead making of excuses
And sometimes, it's not about you, it's about me

Remember being a gentleman never goes out of style
I will try much harder to let you open the doors for me
And not downplay my strengths

It's okay if you take a break from dating now and again
It can be exhausting and expensive
In life there is no prize for serial dating

If you try not to judge my brains by my body
I will try not to judge your heart by your wallet
And we'll be happier

Challenge me and you might be surprised
I'll try to steer clear of the boring questions
ambiance, ambiance, ambiance

Take me somewhere where we can talk
But just long enough for me to want to know more
I promise I will listen

If you want to date my roommate
Be honest and upfront
I make a wicked awesome wingman

I will try not to count calories
If you won't talk about your WOD
And we can discover each other's passions

If you see me smiling a lot and genuinely laughing
I am having a great time
This is a good thing

Please walk me to the door
Help me to know if you are still interested
I will be gracious

Love,
    Single Ladies

The Good, The Bad, & The Ugly of Online Dating


ONLINE DATING

First of all I don't understand why anyone under the age of 28 would ever do online dating??

Secondly, Here are some of my thoughts—good and bad about the online world of dating.

Thirdly,  Don't get bothered by anything I post here—just laugh about it! :)

Fourthly (is that a word?), I am going to be a little judgie in this post— If you can't handle the truth please skip this post!

The Good

--You can check out people in your area while in your pjs, during boring moments in your life, and  in your own time.
--If you want a good laugh just read people's profiles—hilarious.
--If you are over the age of 28 (see note above) and people are wondering why you are still single they tend to leave you alone when they know you are at least "trying" the online dating scene.
--Most online dating sites nowadays (E Harmony, Match.com, etc.) have a filter for religion. This helps if you are Mormon and looking to only date other Mormons or Catholic looking to date other Christians, etc.
--Some people do actually meet & get married through online dating.
--The profile blurb section is really helpful to weed out people.
--Pictures, Pictures, Pictures. Current pictures in a few different settings really helps.

    The Bad

    --Online dating is basically Tinder (Hot or Not) with a little more information. 
    --Dating is all about attraction so people PLEASE put up your most attractive pictures of yourself and in the same year you are trying to date people. I don't want to see what you looked like on your mission if you are now 35.
    --Why anyone would lie online baffles me. At some point you want to actually meet and date someone from online so you will have to show up and talk with them. If what you write and what you live doesn't match up....seriously stupid.
    --People—I understand not everyone is a good writer but the profile blurby section is for you to attract someone to you. It is there for someone to read about your life and for them to be interested enough to drop you a line. If you can't figure out how to represent yourself appropriately then please find a friend or someone to write your blurb for you.
    --Sometimes the matching/filter/test program thingy that matches up people has such high walls that it takes FOREVER to actually have any kind of conversation with another person.
    --Online dating still has a negative stigma.

    The Ugly

    --Whoever invented the flirty, poke, caged phrases you send to someone if you are "interested in them" should be shot. NO ONE likes these things.
    --If you are old enough to be my dad I don't find your "flirty" messages romantic I find them creepy.
    --People ask me what I think about online dating, I've dabbled in a few different sites, so I can honestly tell them that I don't really like it. Why? Mostly, b/c in my real life I am interested in guys who aren't interested in me and guys are interested in me that I'm not interested in. This is only AMPLIFIED online when it comes to dating. Why anyone wants to live their not-so-great dating life in real time and then repeat that online is beyond me!
    --If I reject your advances online, for whatever reason, it doesn't help your case to write me and tell me things like, "you aren't getting any younger" or " can you really afford to pass me up?" This is not the way to woo me.
      I would love to hear your thoughts, ideas, experience, etc. with online dating??

      Unspeakable Things




      There are these moments in time when I am sitting listening to someone and I realize they are about to or are telling me unspeakable things of their heart. Usually, they cry, or make excuses for their almost tears. People find it so awkward or uncomfortable being raw and honest. Most of the time they throw out a caveat before they let go of their deep pain/secret(s.) I consider these moments sacred.

      It is never easy to sit in those moments. Pain, anguish, heartache, loss, betrayal, shame, addiction, etc. are such heavy burdens to carry. Often they consume the hearts of those who can't speak. When someone shares unspeakable things with someone else it is almost impossible to know how to react. And so I usually sit in gratitude. I am grateful, for whatever reason, they felt safe enough to share their unspeakable things with me.

      I have listened as friends have told me of their addictions, child's sudden death, their desires to end their own life, the hope that one day they will actually feel happy—secrets they were either ashamed or not allowed to share with their family, and so much more. There have been so many moments...

      In those moments I felt relief for them as they spoke anger to God, whispered heartache they felt they couldn't share with others, and admitted shame they thought they would never be able to speak. As a result of sharing their unspeakable things I've seen people take needed and healthy steps forward. For some it is to let go and for others it is to cling to what they know.

      I am not one to trust very many people with my unspeakable things. A few times when I've tried it ended in disaster. However, I keep trying.  Every now and again my unspeakable things have landed on safe ears and hearts. I am truly grateful for those who are willing to listen.

      This post isn't about people burdens, their choices, or their circumstances. It is about people finding places or other people where they can speak their unspeakable things. I hope wherever you are when you read this post that you have someone in your life that you can share your unspeakable things. I also hope that you are or can become someone who can listen and be with someone when they are ready to share. Those moments, either way, will change your life forever!

      Sit With Me In My Pain


       

      When I was about 25 I remember a friend asked me, "what do you fear?" I thought a lot about that question and, at the time, I remember saying, "regret". That was it. I wasn't afraid of death or a number of things that fill my heart with fear today. At 25 I felt invincible, like the world was my oyster, and my adventures were just about to begin...and they did.

      Eight years later I find my heart filled with fears I NEVER dreamed I would have. I fear I won't get married, have kids, get out of Grad School debt, own a house, etc. If I'm honest, some nights I lie awake paralyzed with these overwhelming fears that seem to choke my faith and hope.

      I know that I'm blessed. I have so much good in my life that sometimes even that is frustrating. (Ha!) I find myself wrestling w/ God over how thankful I am for all my blessings but they aren't the ones I REALLY want. I know I sound ridiculous. I know I should be more grateful but that doesn't stop the aching.

      And right then in that moment all I want or need is someone to sit with me in the pain. They don't need to solve the problems or give me the answers. They don't need to tell me it will be okay. They don't need to say anything. Just sit there and grieve with me. Acknowledge with me my loss. I am stronger with you next to me, sitting in my pain, than I am alone.

      My parents have always been really good at this. Recently, I wrote my them an email expressing some of my pain and I love my dad's response. He said, "...knowing that God knows your dreams and hopes and righteous desires, and yet nothing has happened may even make it harder. Do you remember Orson F. Whitney’s famous quote about adversity?"

      No pain that we suffer, no trial that we experience is wasted. It ministers to our education, to the development of such qualities as patience, faith, fortitude and humility. All that we suffer and all that we endure, especially when we endure it patiently, builds up our characters, purifies our hearts, expands our souls, and makes us more tender and charitable, more worthy to be called the children of God . . . and it is through sorrow and suffering, toil and tribulation, that we gain the education that we come here to acquire and which will make us more like our Father and Mother in heaven. (Orson F. Whitney)

      It seems to be the natural tendency to want to fix others when they are suffering. We have great difficulty seeing others in pain.  We somehow feel safer, less vulnerable, if we can fix someone else's pain. However, loss, suffering, and pain, the deep aching of a soul, can not be fixed.
      I would offer a different help. Those who are struggling or in pain long for hope and stillness. I don't want you to fix me b/c these are the moments that make me stronger. But, let me know you are there, cry with me, accept my loss with me, buoy my faith, and sew seeds of hope in my path.
      If you sit with me in my pain, then when I am ready to rise, like a phoenix from the ashes, you will be the first person I will want next to me in my joy and triumph!

      New Beginnings

      What Makes a Good Adolescent Therapist?

      I get asked all the time by my clients, friends, and parents what makes a good adolescent therapist. Mind you, these are just my opinion—and as I am an adolescent therapist myself—I am quite biased. I thought I would put together this list as an easy reference and as a place to collect my thoughts on the subject.



      • A good adolescent therapist should be young-hearted and relate to teens. There are many adult therapists that also work with teens I DON'T recommend this kind of therapist. You should find an actual adolescent therapist to work with your teenager. They work specifically with teens. 
      • They should be willing to do therapy in a way that isn't just sitting in an office (box) and talking/listening. They need to be willing to walk around, do some art therapy, music therapy, teens cognitively process better when they can move around, hold something in their hands, etc. 
      • A good therapist should help the client/adolescent move in a forward direction. When I ask the teens I work with, "What is it that you don't like about therapy?" they usually tell me they don't like going week after week to a therapist that is just "listening".  A good therapist should help them set goals that they can work towards and in the end feel a sense of accomplishment/self worth.
      • They should have a plan and not just be doing therapy sessions for months on end. Don't just pay someone to sit with your kid. They should have a plan and work themselves out of a job. When the client/child has accomplished their goals for going to therapy—a good therapist should let you and your child know.
      • A good therapist should be willing to collaborate with previous therapists or those who have been working directly with your teen. In this way they are adding to what experience she/he already has built up in previous relationships. 
      • They should be confident in their area of expertise and licensed accordingly. If your child has needs they are unable to meet they should refer you to another therapist.

      I am sure there are many other things that make up a good adolescent therapist but these are on the top of the list I give to those who ask me on a regular basis. I hope this has in some way been helpful.

      Why I Don't Give Advice About Parenting



      Just because you have the right to an opinion doesn't mean that you should always share it!

      I find it rather interesting these day how much "other people" as in many times complete strangers feel the need to weigh on how another should parent. I find this ridiculous. Don't ask people when they are going to have a baby. Don't worry if someone uses the "Elf on the Shelf" to help motivate their children or if someone thinks it is the creepiest thing ever.  Be careful not to share your opinions and what works for you in a way that makes others feel stupid or belittled. Parents have enough to worry about I think we should empower them more where they stand to do what they need to become the best parents they can. To each his/her own.

      Let's take the way the computer came to be as an example. For years it was all about the big box that only companies could afford and that was the way it was. Then someone came along and thought I think we should make computers that people can have in their homes. This, of course, was unheard of. Then later someone else came along and said I think we should make computers that are mobile and that you can carry around. Crazy making! Then, of course, someone suggested we make computers/phones that you can literally hold in your hand. Absurd!  Thank goodness there is really NO one way to make or use a computer.

      This is how I see parenting. Creative, individualized, personal, crazy making, absurd, unheard of, delightful, surprising, hard, eternal, heart-breaking, etc. You have seen how it goes, someone comes out with the best way to discipline a kid and writes a best seller  and just around the corner is someone else disproving that technique. It used to be that only way to train or teach a kid was to spank them. Then it was decided that we can't spank children but we can put then in time-out. Then it came out that time-out doesn't stimulate or teach your child so we should create a reward system and natural consequences and the list goes on.

      So you can see there a multitude of choices, books, classes, advice, etc. on how to be a good parent and how to do parenting the right way. The thing is I have always believed that the best way for a parent to parent their child is for them to do it. I can't imagine giving someone else (unsolicited) advice about how to parent their child. I have 3 sisters that are married and 2 that have children. Even though I am a professional adolescent therapist and have spent years talking with kids and parents about to best communicate, set boundaries, and get along—I think they would laugh me out of the room if I started to tell them what I thought about their parenting skills.

      Now don't get me wrong—clearly there are better ways to parent and bad ways to parent. That is where my job comes into play. I feel confident when someone is seeking professional help to better parent or communicate with their child that I have the training and experience to give them help/advice. When solicited or when one is seeking help this is a great time to share what you know, have read, think works best.  You are empowered to have your own opinions and experience and when asked to share what you think. The opposite, seems to drive people away. Unsolicited advice never seems to work.

      And Then I Asked

      A few weeks ago I had a really bad day. I was having a "faith crisis", feeling lonely, and really just struggling. It was as if I was drowning in the kiddie pool. You know that feeling you get when you feel like you are falling through the ice and you are surrounded by a million people who love you but nobody seems to notice your falling until you are already under the ice. That was me.

      I knew for certain that all I had to do was put my feet down in the kiddie pool and I would be okay. I knew all I had to do was yell out to someone—anyone that I was on thin ice and they would have thrown me a rope. I knew it without a doubt, but I also hated that knowledge.

      I didn't want to have to ask to be helped. I didn't want to have "scream out" and cause a scene. I didn't want to come across as needy. I didn't want to have to tell those, that should already know, that I was hurting/struggling. I didn't want to ask.

      And so I was stuck in this awful place of isolation surrounded by perfectly capable people.

      I kept thinking, who helps the helpers?  I realized, unintentionally, that I set myself up with many of my friends to be the capable, confident, happy, motivated, busy, listener-friend. These things are true about me, I hadn't been putting on a facade. But, anyone who knows me and has been around me long enough knows I cry, have bad days, make mistakes, and have LOUD weaknesses. I watched myself fall from a pedistal (I never put myself on) in their eyes, as I reached out for help. oh, I thought I'm no allowed to be weak, struggle, ask questions....I see.

      You know how people tend to have a role in your friendships? The "clown", the "drama queen", the "thinker", etc. I had become to many, "the helper" and so when I had turned to them, in the past, they had a hard time seeing me as someone who was struggling.  Just as was about to inch out my little turtle head of hurt—they shut me down and I retracted into my shell. This happened time and time again. So this time I wasn't inclined to ask for help.

      After a battle with my pride, some self pity, and some great advice from a dear friend I finally asked the only person who I KNEW would listen and understand. I uttered a simple prayer, God, Please help me to feel loved. I need help and I don't know who to ask. I know you know who will understand and who is prepared to listen. So please send them my way.

      As someone who has always believed in miracles, has relied on my faith many times—even I was amazed at the answers I received. The next day I got a letter from my friend who is South Carolina at Boot Camp and the entire letter was about the impact my friendship had made on his life and he was so specific about my strengths/gifts. He sent me such a tender mercy and I felt it. I got a VM that same day from a friend that said, Kylee, I don't know why but I feel like I need to listen to you. So if you have something on your heart that you need to share, give me a call. And the list goes on and on and on.

      My problems aren't solved, my crisis hasn't gone away, but I was reminded what happens when I ask.
      "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find, knock, and it shall be opened unto you" (Matthew 7:7)

      Somewhere Between

      Birthdays make me nostalgic. Having a birthday on New Years Day not only has me reflecting on the past year but also has me looking forward with unbelievable possibilities. And so days like today I feel somewhere between lost and found. Between hope and heartache. Between possibilities and grieving.

      I know I am blessed. I know I am loved. I know I have a God who counts the hairs on my head and is deeply in the details of my life. I know I won the lottery when it came to picking families in heaven—and speaking of heaven—I even have a cheering section there as well. I know I have a million things to be grateful for and the most secure & amazing safety nets in my life. I will be nearly impossible to be bomb out of life—even if I tried. I know I am blessed to have traveled the world, to have a started a business with one of my best friends, and to work at a job I absolutely adore. I know all these things and more. I am extremely grateful. It truly am.





      It is these things and the things I will write below that keep me in the space somewhere between


      Sometimes I take a moment at night to cry and grieve the story I thought my life would be. Sometimes I look at married couples and I'm not jealous of their marriage, or that they somehow miraculously found each other, but I long for the simple things. The reassuring hand on the knee, the gently guiding hand on the small of the back, the tired eyes exchange that speaks of late nights and personal secrets. I long for a place to hang my pictures and muddy shoes laying strewn at the door. I long for petty arguments that end with grand passionate kisses and tears of sincere forgiveness. I actually long for the hard days together because that would mean there would be someone to share them with. I know I have no control of the future but I also don't have any unrealistic expectations. I love love and I can't wait for more of it personally in my life.

      So here's to a new year filled with hope, gratitude, love, laughter, kindness, real heart-to-hearts, understanding, healing, support, change, friendship, travel, and so much more!


      "Say everything you've always wanted
       Be not afraid of who you really are
       Cause in the end we have each other
       And that's at least one thing worth living for"

      The Splat Theory: Why It Doesn't Work


      The Splat Theory is simple.  You splat on me and then I splat on you and now we're both covered in splat.

      I am sure you have a very good reason to fling your splat on me.  As you will quickly understand that it doesn't feel good to be covered in your splat and so I feel much better, more empowered, when I fling my splat back at you. Kind of like a food fight. Sooner, than later, it's almost as if we've forgotten why we started to splat in the first place. And worse, the reason there is splat everywhere suddenly has become more important than either of us. The thing more important than the person.

      The Splat Theory doesn't work. It never has and it never will.

      It's not about tolerance, or hating the sin not the sinner, or even about laws. It's not about who is right and who is wrong. It isn't about the minority or the majority or even the fad of the hour. It's not about who can shout the loudest or longest or who has the most signatures. In fact, it's not about taking sides at all.

      It's about love.


      Not the kind of love you think you are giving with your protesting picketing signs and your passive aggressive Facebook posts. Not the kind of love you falsely preach in the name of God. Not the kind of love you manipulate and guilt upon others. Not the kind of love that says I need to believe the same as you or you can't love me. Not the love you say everyone deserves but then withhold when it is suits you. No, not that kind of love.

      The kind of love that listens. The kind of love that decides if you splat on me I have a choice in what I do next. The kind of love that heals. The kind of love that says it doesn't matter what the issues are but let's talk & listen to each other as humans with hearts that easily break. It's the kind of love that says I see you—you, naked and raw—and I'm okay with THAT you. The kind of love that understands there is enough light for everyone and this feeling of scarcity is false and crippling. That kind of love.

      I find that quiet, honest, heart-felt conversations can make more impact at times than marching in any parade or signing any petition. I have found that compassion turns hearts towards others more than any kind of rhetoric or written law. Sometimes the only way I know how to show you love, when you keep throwing splat, is to love you anyway—not splat returned. Some of the most powerful lessons are learned in silence.

      Let's stop splatting on each other.

      Let's Talk About Sex


      *Warning there are going to be adult words/content in this post*


      Recently, a male friend of mine asked, "Can I ask you a very personal question?" Because I trusted him and because I knew if I didn't want to answer that would be the end of that I said, "Yes."  He continued, "Can we have a conversation about how you deal with your sex drive as a 34 y.o single female?" That was the beginning of an incredible conversation.

      About 3 weeks previous to that conversation I was sitting with a friend who had left the LDS church and we, among other things, ended up talking about sex. My friend, who was struggling with many things in the church, had "messed up" with his girlfriend and got his temple recommend taken. He talked with me about how hard he had struggled, as a guy, to not give into his sexual desires. How he tried to avoid pornography and masturbation. Sure, he struggled in those areas but he was really trying to be "a good man." He wanted to work with his Bishop and his girlfriend but he could no longer do his calling, take the sacrament, or attend the temple. He just felt like a failure and being in the church hurt more and brought on more shame than just leaving it.  So he left. The conversation broke my heart.

      Rewind a few years earlier to a conversation I had with some girlfriends of mine, all of whom were divorced, previously sexually active, and now struggling with their sex drive. I remember each of them, during this open conversation, remarking how relieved they were to finally be able to talk out loud about their concerns.  They shared how difficult it was to be in their late 20's/early 30's, at their sexual prime, and not have anyone to really talk to concerning this topic. One of my friends mentioned that there seems to be really only two options to talk about this subject with: 1.  your Bishop, if you "made a mistake" or 2. A Therapist. Either way, it was as if thinking or being concerned about your sexuality, sex drive, etc. was a problem—rather than a natural occurrence.

      In all these conversations I've learned a lot about myself,  my peers, how the LDS culture is viewed so differently from one person to the next. This topic has been percolating in my mind for some time but it is a sensitive topic. I have had parts of it in draft form for over a year. So here are some of my personal thoughts and I'd love to here what you think on the subject.

      I made the choice to not have sex until I'm married. One thing that helps me in my situation (being a 34 y.o. virgin) is to remember that I made the choice to be as such. No one made me not have sex. the Church didn't make me choose to have self mastery. I know that if I really wanted I could most likely go out and have sex with someone somewhere. I know that sex is natural and good. I know these things and I also believe what I believe. I choose to put the responsibility and choice where it actually lies—in me.

      I choose to love, listen, connect people to resources (when appropriate) instead of judge. There is too much shame, embarrassment, comparison with members of the Church about masturbation, pornography, sexual desires, etc. There is too much hyperawareness, especially in the LDS YSA/MSA scene, about lines being crossed in the law of chastity and not nearly enough focus on the power of the atonement, forgiveness, and love.

       I choose positive self talk, not shaming, when I'm struggling with my own sex drive. I choose to work out, do yoga, talk with peers that are open and willing, and to be mindful and present in my life. I choose to address the issue rather than stuff it down or not acknowledge it.

      I choose to acknowledge and grieve the bad days. I strive to be active in my life, maintain healthy relationships, create, express my passions, and when I have really hard days—when I get depressed or think it's not fair—I choose to grieve, cry, and let myself feel disappointed. I don't know anybody around my age who doesn't want to be in a healthy sexual relationship. I find it very healing and cathartic to acknowledge what I lack.

      Sex does not solve everything. Having sex, getting married, and having children has its own set of trials, struggles, and affect on libido. I know these things will not solve anything for me.  Really sitting in this reality for me, at times, is helpful. Having sex is not really what I want. Having sex in a meaningful relationship with someone I can trust, love, and be myself with—completely vulnerable, is what I want.

       Dr. Jennifer Finlayson-Fife, in her blog post "Let's Talk About Sex" wrote:
       Most of the women in my research were undermined in their relationship to their own sexuality as they had internalized a message that eroticism and desire are unfeminine and risky to their desirability—a trait essential to femininity...That is to say, women are taught that they are naturally less sexual than men—inherently lacking hedonistic desire, and even morally superior to the supposed depravity of male sexuality. While superficially approving of women’s nature, this cultural prescription leaves women little room to legitimately experience, express or integrate their own eroticism. To be feminine is to suppress or disconnect from sexual desire, or feel ashamed of its presence...In my experience, many if not most LDS women struggle pre-maritally and in marriage to integrate a sense of legitimate sexuality and desire.
      On so many levels I think this is true. I have had many conversations, as a therapist & as a friend, with lots of  female friends/peers/clients who literally are afraid of their sexuality, their hormones, their desires. There is some kind of internal/external/Mormon Culture voice that tells them it is bad to get aroused or to have sexual desires. This is so damaging!

      I choose to love my body.  I choose to accept my desires/passions. I think it is very important to be free to express myself sexually in the right times & places, and with the appropriate boundaries. I not only want to feel equally yoked in my relationships socially, spiritually, mentally, but also sexually.



      So, what do you think? I would love to hear if others agree, disagree, or what other thoughts you have on the topic? 

      FTND's New FORTIFY Program




      “I am 18 and I struggle with porn. All my life I have struggled with it and looked it up and you know what happens next. But...my life is crap. I can’t look at my friends without thinking what I could do to them sexually. I know I’m not that kind of person. I struggle with it every hour of the day, everyday. I think I am getting erectile dysfunction and it’s not something I’m proud of. I know my life might not change and it might get worse. But whoever is reading this, just HEAR ME OUT: Porn will destroy your friendships, relationships, and your body. I'm living proof of it.” –Nathaniel, age 18


      What is  the Fortify Program?

      Fortify was specifically designed to help individuals (particularly young people) struggling with pornography eventually reach long-lasting freedom. It’s been three years in the making and it will be available on February 10th! Consider it our Valentine to the world as we fight for REAL LOVE! In this program you will find the tools, education, and resources necessary to help you or someone you love overcome this problem.

      Fortify is a self-guided, education program that teaches users about how pornography harms their brains, emotions, and relationships and why it can be so hard at times to quit viewing porn. The program also helps users understand their porn viewing habits and teaches them to identify their triggers and change their patterns of use.  
      “When I was 10 years old, I had access to computers that’s what we would do all day... just surf the web as we please...before you knew it I was watching porn on the daily. … [T]he more that time goes on the stronger the pull. It now feels that I am trapped. I've been a fighter for two years, but right now I'm losing the battle. I'm hoping this program will help me win<3 .="" font="">–Female, 17
      What made Fight the New Drug create the Fortify Program?

      Fight the New Drug is a grassroots organization whose main goal is to raise awareness on the harmful effects of pornography use. As we have traveled across the country spreading the movement, we have been overwhelmed with the sheer volume of students that approached us after assemblies, events, and reaching out to us through emails and social media telling us about their struggles with porn and they needed help stopping but had nowhere to turn. So… we made the Fortify Program!
      “I have been exposed to pornography for almost a year now, every time I access the internet I am more than likely to access pornography, its not that type of situation which I can talk to someone with, I am 16 years old and currently residing in the U.K, this disease has changed my perception, my career and most of all my life.” – Mohammed, age 16
      Why do you offer this amazing service for free for teens? How are you able to do this?

      Fight the New Drug knows that pornography addiction is real and it is a problem that is growing among young people all over the world. We have even received emails from kids as young as 8 years old asking for help!!! Young people between the ages of 13-20 will have free access to the Fortify Program thanks to the generous donations of others. Anyone else 21 years of age or older can still get access to an adult version of the program through a minimum sponsorship of one teenager (value $39). Of course, for those who are able, we gladly accept additional sponsorships. Bottom line, it has to be free for teens. Most teens don’t have access to money, let alone a credit card. 

      There also exists a feeling of shame and disconnection between young people and the adults around them. Overwhelmingly, we hear that there is no where to go, no one to turn to for help. Fortify will be the step that leads them to incorporating others into their recovery process. 
      “Hello, I’m Chris since I was 13 (I’m 16 and a half now) [porn] has ruined my entire life to the max. I knew life wasn’t supposed to feel like this but didn’t know that pornography was making my life hell. It gave me severe social anxiety that I can’t bear anymore.” –Chris, age 16

      Fortify Home Page Video from Fight the New Drug on Vimeo.
      The Fortify Program at a glance:
      • 52 Video-Based Lessons
      • Personalized Battle Tracker Calendar
      • Personalized Battle Strategies
      • Prompted Journal Responses
      • Addiction Vulnerability Assessments
      • Numerous Strategies on How to Overcome an Addiction to Pornography
      • Encouragement Emails/Reminders

      What's New With The INSPIRE: Youth (15-18) Performing Group??


      After successful audition in January INSPIRE: Youth has been off to wicked awesome start! I am the Co-Music Director of the (15-18) year old group. Michael Sackett & I have a blast working with these kids. I thought I would share a few pictures of what we've been up to lately!

      We rehearse in one of the rooms at the Dance Unlimited studios and we are grateful to have graduated from in a home to a bigger space. We look forward to having our OWN space to rehears in the near future!
      Happy Birthday McKaylee!! INSPIRE Love You!!

      For our first public performance this season we were invited by "Let's Do Something" (LDS) to sing at Leisure World. It was a little soon to perform publicly so the kids used their music and did a great job!
      Let's Do Something (LDS) Invited INSPIRE: Youth to Perform at Leisure World

      Hey Guys... You Look Nervous...

      INSPIRE: Youth's (15-18) First Public Performance This Season  

      Sometimes You Have to Get Creative to Amuse (Make Them Smile) Teenage Performers

      Two Very Happy Musical Directors—Michael Sackett & Kylee Shields Doing What They Love


      As part of INSPIRE: Youth we want to provide the kids with workshops that will help them become better singers, performers, and build character and discipline. We love having guests come and teach the kids about their skills, experience, and how they have used music to benefit their lives!
      Raelynn Riggs Giving a "Disney Land Performer" Workshop

      INSPIRE: Youth and INSPIRE: music.service.hope have some really exciting things coming up in the future so I hope you stay tuned and can attend our BIG BENEFIT CONCERT on May 3, 2014 7-9pm at Highland High School. It's only $10 and there are going to be some incredible performances!!

      Tinder Lovin' Care


      As someone who despised the idea of Tinder when I first heard about it I just had to write a post not only about why I use it but why I endorse here. Here are 5 things I LOVE about Tinder:

      Validation: At first when  I heard about Tinder I thought is was just another Hot or Not (and it is) and I wanted nothing to do with something so superficial but then I tried it out for a little bit. I was amazed at how validating it was for me. Here I was "liking" these really hot (to me) guys and they were "liking" me back. It was awesome.

      In my regular life I am lacking (who can relate) aesthetic validation from men—and certainly from men I find very attractive. So, you can image how great it feels to have some attractive dude think I'm attractive (w/o any awkwardness or hassle—drama free!!)

      Low Maintenance: The App is free. Download it. Create your Profile (from FB). Start using. It's that simple. Also, I can just Tinder whenever I have some downtime or I'm in the mood for a good laugh.

      Simple Filters: I really like that the 2 main things you can see about someone (via FB) is your mutual friends and interests. Friends and interests tell a lot about a person. **Bonus for me is that if some guy has 116 mutual friends with me he is most likely Mormon so that helps if I'm looking for Mormon dudes (since there is not filter for that)**

      Entertainment: There seems to be waves of what pictures go up on Tinder. Right now it's all about dudes and their dogs. A while back it was dudes and drinking. There was dudes and their shirts off. Oh, and don't forget dudes and their adventures (hiking, skiing, traveling, etc.). Some of the profile pictures are just hilarious!  It never fails to make me laugh out loud if I stay on long enough.

      Potential Dates: I'm just barely entering this phase of Tinder. For the longest time I just "liked" people and got matched but I never "talked" to them. Once I did I got some pretty awesome/vulgar comments. So now I'm somewhere navigating the actual potential of going out with someone I "met" on Tinder. I here it is a great dating tool in other places.

      Don't get me wrong there are plenty of things I don't like about Tinder but for what it's worth if you are lacking any of the above I say get the app already! The thing about Tinder is the more the merrier!

      Tell me what you think about Tinder??

      I Am My Sister's Keeper



      I honestly don't know what to call myself.

      I don't think I can actually call myself a Mormon Feminist because there are so many things that Mormon Feminists are passionate about and want to change that I don't feel the same drive towards. However, I am extremely passionate about people being heard and the opportunity for people to voice their opinions and concerns.

      I guess you could say I'm a Mormon Feminist sympathizer.

      I am also a Social Worker, an Adolescent Wilderness Therapist, a Co-Founder of a 501(c)3 non-profit, an Author, and the sister of a very prominent Radical Mormon Feminist. Through my sister I have met some of the most beautiful, brilliant, articulate, and passionate Mormon Feminists.  I have eaten with them, listened to them, read about them, and even done some research on many of them. I love each and every one of them. They are my sisters in the gospel.

      It is important to note that I do not agree with everything they have to say and my heart and head are not as concerned about some of their deepest and impassioned causes. As I am sure they are not concerned with some of the things that consume my heart. However, because they are my sisters, their pains and their concerns, matter to me. This is part of my baptismal covenant.

      I have been silent for too long on this matter. I am appalled at some of the things I have heard and read from Mormon women about Mormon Feminist women. I don't understand it. Don't get me wrong—not everyone needs to agree with or be a Mormon Feminist (remember how I stated earlier that I am not) but when is it ever okay to be so patronizing, vitriol, degrading, and divisive?

      Today on FB a friend of mine asked about the "Mormon Feminist Protest" and in response I posted the link to Ordain Women—that was it on my part. I didn't comment about it, didn't remind people it wasn't a protest, didn't state my opinion—just posted the link. What followed after that link was embarrassing. One woman after another belittled, joked, made fun of, and villainized other women. Even better yet were the awful comments from some men. And, this FB thread was VERY mild compared to other things I've heard and read.

      I understand having a difference of opinion (I have 5 fiercely opinionated sisters). I understand feeling content as a Mormon woman and not understanding why other Mormon women aren't. I understand being uncomfortable with what the Mormon Feminist women are feeling, doing, talking about, organizing, etc. What I don't understand is the hate.

      I am my sister's keeper. It is my responsibility to hold her heart and be aware of her concerns. I may not understand why she decided to wear pants to church or why she wants to go to the Priesthood session, but I can certainly learn about her cause and concerns before I demonize her.

      I can choose to find and build on common beliefs and things we can agree on rather than pick at things we disagree. I can educate myself on the issues, become aware of those in my ward who are longing for support, and I can love them. 

      We are stronger as women and children of God when we stay in the church with all of our flaws, dreams, hopes, imperfections, passions, and provide each other support and opportunities to learn and grow.

      Good Music Matters

      I know that "people" say that sex sells but I believe (and the proof is in the charts and all over the media) that GOOD MUSIC MATTERS!!

      I thought I would back up my feelings and knowledge with some proof! Currently the #1 song on the Billboard Charts is "All of Me" by John Legend.  "All of Me" is a beautiful, clean, simple, love song. Below is my sister & friend's version of this amazing song.



      When "All of Me" become #1 it kicked out "Happy" by Parrell Williams that stayed at #1 for 10 weeks In honor of Williams' latest achievement – "Happy" has already become the first song to top as many as six (currently produced) single-format airplay charts.

      The song "Brave" by Sara Bareilles has been listed for 139 weeks in 8 different charts. Its first appearance was week 19/2013 in the US Singles Top 100 and Canada Singles Top 100 and the last appearance was week 22/2014 in theAustralia Singles Top 50. Its peak position was number 3, on the Australia Singles Top 50, it stayed there for 1 week.

        
      "Brave" is just one example of them incredible talent of Sara Bareilles. She is one of the few artists that I buy her entire album, no questions asked, no previous listening needed, the day it is released. She is crazy good with her lyrics and most of her music is clean and inspiring (her language however, is an entirely different story).

      One of my favorite bands is "A Great Big World"who are most famous for their song, "Say Something" that was sung on "The Voice" with Christina Aguilera. The song has been listed for 350 weeks in 20 different charts. This band speaks to me in a very real, honest, vulnerable way. I love how they not only write from the heart but perform so authentically that you feel like they could be your best friends singing in your living room or garage. 


      Even here in my backyard in Provo, UT the goodness of great music is being spread across the globe. BYU's Vocal Point sings a "Newsies Medley" with 85 other dance students in a one-shot music video and it's featured in Buzzfeed as well as other places. Currently, this video has been viewed by 169,863 people!


      I believe that  people want to hear good music. I think we long for the days of Mile Davis, Frank Sinatra, and so many brilliantly talented artists that brought the world wholesome and inspiring music.  I look forward to more great music being composed and shared with the world.

      I would love to hear what you think--and welcome any rebuttals