The Meeting Point Between Aptitude and Passion

If you have heard of Sir Ken Robinson, it probably is because of his TED talks, especially “Do Schools Kill Creativity?” (see bottom)  That’s how I first encountered him.  He was a professor of arts education in England and is known as a speaker on the development of creativity, innovation and human resources.

He has a new book called The Element: How Finding Your Passion Changes Everything.

In the book’s Foreword, he tells this story:

A few years ago, I heard a wonderful story, which I’m very fond of telling. An elementary school teacher was giving a drawing class to a group of six-year-old children. At the back of the classroom sat a little girl who normally didn’t pay much attention in school. In the drawing class she did. For more than twenty minutes, the girl sat with her arms curled around her paper, totally absorbed in what she was doing. The teacher found this fascinating. Eventually, she asked the girl what she was drawing. Without looking up, the girl said, “I’m drawing a picture of God.” Surprised, the teacher said, “But nobody knows what God looks like.”

The girl said, “They will in a minute.”

His new book reminds me somewhat of Malcolm Gladwell’s book Outliers: The Story of Success which also contains interviews with successful people and tries to reach some conclusions about how they achieved success. Robinson interviews people who have been successful in the arts, sports, education, and business how they have found in their “Element.” Now, reading about people like Paul McCartney, The Alchemist author Paulo Coelho and Matt Groening, creator of The Simpsons might be interesting and might be inspiring, but the value of the book would have to be whether or not it leads YOU towards your element. These people were able to make a living (as in a salary) from a passion or were able to significantly enrich their lives through their passion. They are “in their element.”

Ah, yes – but how does one find that Element?

One way is to think about what you would do if you could erase the need to make money, and if you could erase any concern for what others thought of you. It’s not helpful if all you can say is “I would just hang out with my friends.” But if the answer is that you would just work in your greenhouse, get back to painting watercolors, volunteer at the animal shelter or write poetry, you might have a start.

Robinson describes the Element in his book as the “meeting point between natural aptitude and personal passion.”

He talks about the idea of “multiple intelligences”, an idea proposed by Howard Gardner in 1983.

Robinson feels there is a big difference between asking if people are intelligent – as we do with testing – and asking how they are intelligent – which we don’t do very often at all.

So, the Element is a place, a point where the activities you enjoy and are (perhaps, naturally) good at, meet.

Robinson emphasizes the importance of finding a circle of like-minded people with your passion and of mentors. As you would expect with his background, he also talks about reforming and transforming education.

Robinson doesn’t feel that your age and occupation are barriers. But, getting back to that original question to ask yourself, eliminating the need to make a living and being able to reject the opinions of others as you follow your passion is no easy task.

Still, the book might be what finally pushes you to see your passion and move towards that point.


TED Talks – Sir Ken Robinson on “Do schools kill creativity?” He makes an entertaining and good case for creating an education system that nurtures (rather than undermines) creativity.

http://www.sirkenrobinson.com

Being Selfish About Pain

I remember in my teen years being introduced to The Tibetan Book of the Dead by my friend Karen. I bought a copy of this classic, but never really got very far into it.  It was a seed that did finally see life in later years.

I took it off the shelf this weekend after reading something online that referenced a meditative technique developed by Tibetan Buddhists that has been in use for many centuries, and predates the medical use of anesthesia. It’s also something I had read about in the essential teachings of the Dalai Lama

The practice is known as Thong Len and there is surprisingly little about it online. (Wikipedians, get to work.) The interesting aspect of it is that it is not only a technique to relieve your own pain, but, simultaneously, the pain of others. The practitioner is imagining another person’s pain (physical pain like a burn or injured nerve) and then drawing that pain into their own body/mind.

That sound foolish on the surface. Why would I want to take on your pain? Those who practice the technique claim that as you take the pain from others, your own pain disappears. You could view the action as almost selfish. If I was doing Thong Len throughout my day and drawing pain from everyone around me, I would constantly be improving my own well-being.

“I was amazed a couple of years ago when I discovered Thong Len. I had a burnt hand, and (when I used) that technique, it was like an anesthetic had been injected into my arm,” said Jack Pettigrew, a renowned Australian physiologist, at a Science and the Mind conference that was attended by the Dalai Lama.

Pettigrew takes a very scientific approach to the practice.  He is intrigued by experiences like when people in a room with a Thong Len practitioner report feeling better though they were not the “subject” of the technique.

Of course, this is only one of many examples where Western science has examined how Eastern practices involving meditative, introspective, and other thought techniques affect the body become a part of  trying to understand how the brain works.

Further Reading Bardo Thodol (Tibetan Book of the Dead)

Darwin

Charles Darwin is back in the news. Not that he has really been out of  the news, but this year is the bicentennial of his birth.

In Darwin’s own time, people believed that the condition of plant, animal, and man was static and eternal. They were all brought into being at once at the beginning of time which they estimated to have been 6000 years earlier.

Darwin is often portrayed as anti-religious – a Godless naturalist – but his scientific beliefs were actually grounded in the Christian philosophy of Western science up to that point in history. That was a view best expressed by Francis Bacon’s view of the world. Darwin used Bacon to preface his own  The Origin of Species

Let no man … think or maintain that a man can search too far or be too well-studied in the book of God’s word, or in the book of God’s works … but rather let men endeavor an endless progress or proficiency in both.

On my walk this morning in the woods, I listened to a podcast of a Speaking Of Faith episode called “Evolution and Wonder: Understanding Charles Darwin” that looks at the world that formed him, and what his observations about the natural world really said about God.

I agree with Darwin’s view of creation as a process that is not fixed. I don’t blame God for the flaws and injustices of our world. I don’t believe in a God that would have decided all these good and bad events at the beginning of time. That process follows laws of nature and are driven by the needs and struggles of life on the planet.

It was good to listen to the program while walking in the woods this morning. Darwin’s own “reverence” towards the the natural world felt more at home there than at this computer.

I agree with his seeing chaos in survival and progress. I agree with his idea of God as not connected to every catastrophe. I think it is not as simple as either believing in God the creator OR believing in the science of Darwin.

Still, Darwin caused much debate and some debate continues long after his death. Most of that today stems from the idea that human beings evolved from lower animals.

Darwin actually uses the analogy a “tree of life” (certainly chosen by him for its Biblical reference to the Garden of Eden)  to illustrate his theory with species as branches from the same trunk. Some flourish, some wither and fall nourishing the earth that sustains the whole.

That overall concept is what environmental scientists and geneticists today use to describe the way all life is interconnected. Darwin truly believed that his theories increased the value of all created things – not that it diminished the importance of humans.

An author interviewed on the program, James Moore , co-authored several books about Charles Darwin, including Darwin: The Life of a Tormented Evolutionist which deals with one idea that interest me about Darwin’s own life.

It’s the idea of Darwin trying to reconcile his observations of the natural world and a God of creation who seemed to be rejected by his research.  Darwin seems to have been quite tormented by this issue and he actually waited two decades before he published his observations and conclusions. He knew the religious questions and objections that would be directed at his work and at him and he seems to have tried to, in his revisions, addressed those inevitable issues.

If any of these ideas intrigue you, the podcast would be a good start (you can listen online). The show’s site also gives you a look at some of Darwin’s writings from his notebooks, letters and diary.

If Darwin is not controversial to you, you might want to consider some modern radical thinkers who suggest that human evolution needs to move even faster. The way to accomplish that is through science.  In my searching, I came across this Wired article about the accelerated speed at which humans are evolving.

“People like to think of modern human biology, and especially mental biology, as being the result of selections that took place 100,000 years ago,” said University of Chicago geneticist Bruce Lahn. “But our research shows that humans are still under selection, not just for things like disease resistance but for cognitive abilities.”

What would Darwin say about that?

The Minute The Earth Stood Still

Philco TV

Our Philco TV prior to alien attack

The Day the Earth Stood Still was released in 1951, but I didn’t see it until it appeared on TV sometime in the mid-50s. I don’t remember much about those before-kindergarten days, but I remember seeing that film on TV because the story came true for my family.

It is a black-and-white science fiction tale of an alien (but humanoid) visitor who comes to Earth.  His flying saucer lands in  Washington, D.C. and from the saucer emerges Klaatu. He says he has come on a goodwill mission, but then he shows a weird and frightening device. Just as he was about to do something with it, our TV set blew up. I mean smoke and sparks and everything. It scared my mom and dad and my older sister, and it terrified me. I was sure it was the alien’s doing.

It was afternoon, so we didn’t realize at first that the event had also knocked out our house’s power. Of course, as I told my dad, that was exactly what aliens would want to do to us.

My father unplugged the TV and fanned away the smoke and set upon the set’s tubes with is usual enthusiasm. I tried to get them to acknowledge that the alien had done it, but no one would listen. (This would allow me to identify with poor Doctor Bennell a few years later in The Invasion of the Body Snatchers when no one would listen to him.)

I eventually saw the rest of movie and it turned out that right when our TV blew was when Klaatu was shot and wounded by a soldier who panicked at the sight of that device.  Then a big robot called Gort emerges and zaps all earthlings’ weapons. The humans are unhurt.

The device was actually a powerful tool to study other planets and was a gift for our President.

Klaatu is taken to a hospital and recovers and later escapes custody. No one can enter the saucer where Gort remains. Like many American films of the 1950s, we suspect the Russians.

I watched the film again recently (my TV survived the viewing) and it surprised me that what made Klaatu begin to believe that there was hope for us.

It certainly wasn’t the visit he makes to Bobby’s father’s grave in Arlington National Cemetery. All those dead and most died because of wars.

It’s their visit to the Lincoln Memorial, and what impresses Klaatu is the inscription of Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address.

Abraham Lincoln is getting a lot of attention lately, both because of the 200th anniversary of his birth, and because of President Obama’s interest in him. There are Lincoln-Obama comparisons being made.

It probably started when Obama chose to announce his candidacy for the presidency on Lincoln’s birthday in 2006. And where did this other skinny, big-eared Illinoisan choose as the setting for hat announcement? The Old State Capitol in Springfield, Illinois, where Lincoln delivered his famous “House Divided” speech in 1858 and where he had his headquarters as president-elect.

Other comparisons:

  • Both were believed too inexperienced to be president.
  • Excellent rhetoricians
  • Both wrote their own speeches (for Obama, at least drafts of the big ones – too many speeches these days) and write by hand.
  • Obama’s Inauguration theme came from a line in Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address: “A New Birth of Freedom.”
  • Obama, when asked by Katie Couric which book, aside from the Bible, he would find essential in the Oval Office, answered, Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln
  • Both wrote best-selling books – Lincoln’s was an edition of his Lincoln-Douglas debates. Obama has Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance and The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream.
  • Both won fame from their oratory.
  • Both got into political trouble over their church affiliations (Of course, Lincoln left his church too soon; Obama didn’t leave soon enough.)
  • Both  promised their small children a White House pet. (The Lincolns actually left their dog Fido behind and Willie and Tad Lincoln ended up with cats, turkeys and ponies.)
  • Here’s a real odd connection – they both made one final visit before their presidencies with the women, neither one a natural mother, who helped raise them. (Obama to Honolulu to see his gravely ill grandmother right before Election Day; Lincoln, right before Inauguration Day, visited rural Charleston, Illinois, to say goodbye to his aged stepmother – who ironically outlived him.)

Some say that the “unfinished work” of Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address will be fulfilled by Obama’s Presidency.

Of course, there are also differences. Barack Obama scored an impressive victory, but the country was divided bitterly over Lincoln’s 39 percent plurality in a four-person race. (So much so that the Electoral College validation was questioned into February 1861 and 7 Southern states seceded rather than accept a Lincoln presidency. Obama was educated at Columbia University and Harvard Law, but Lincoln was famously seld-educated. And, as the stimulus bill has shown very clearly, one was a Republican, the other is a Democrat.

poster

original film poster

The Earth, or at least most of the United States, did seem to stand still on Obama’s Inauguration Day.

Back at the movies, Klaatu did end up cutting off all our electric power for half an hour (as I had told my father) and brought the  world to a standstill.

“Klaatu barada nikto,” says Helen to Gort after Klaatu is “killed.”  Gort  retrieves Klaatu’s corpse and brings him back to life.

Klaatu puts on his best Presidential oratory style and tells us that humanity’s penchant for violence frightens the other intelligent life out there. He warns the people of Earth that if they extend their violence into space, the robots will destroy Earth. “The decision rests with you,” he says before he departs.

FILM EPILOGUE
The film censor at 20th Century Fox back in 1951 didn’t like the Christ symbolism of Klaatu’s resurrection, and Gort’s power over life and death. They added dialogue so that Klaatu explains that he has only been revived temporarily by advanced medical science and says that the power of resurrection is “reserved to the Almighty Spirit”.

Ray Bradbury actually wrote an outline for a sequel in 1981 that was commissioned by a studio. The Day the Earth Stood Still II: The Evening of the Second Day was never filmed, but in 2008, there was a remake.

Tilt-Shift Photography

little city

little city

Doesn’t the photo look like some little set with little people figures?

It’s called “tilt-shift” and it’s  a photographic technique. Photographers use a type of camera lens that can be moved (shifted) and pointed at different angles (tilted).

Tilt-shift style miniature photos are  photos of real life scenes that are made to look like miniature scale models.

Though it was originally done using those special lenses, these days a lot of people are doing it using software.

I suppose that if  you use the software for the simulated depth-of-field trickery, it’s fake tilt-shift, but since most of us amateurs don’t have these special lenses, it may be your only shot at it.

Using software, you are distorting the focus of the photo, to simulate the shallow depth of field of a macro (closeup) lens. That gives the illusion that the scene is much smaller than it actually is.

It seems to work better if your shot is from a high angle to get that illusion that you are looking down on a set.

Horizontal objects also seem to work better than vertical objects that would cross the in-focus & blurry areas.

I actually discovered all this via a website called TiltShiftMaker that lets you transform your photos into one of these “miniature.”  It’s free and easy to use. The hard part is getting an appropriate starting image.

You can also get this effect using software like Photoshop with its image blur and layering functionality and it would probably be better (if you really know how to use the software) but the online tool is a good way to try out  tilt-shift photos.

Samples and more information

http://flickr.com/groups/tiltshiftmaker/

http://www.tiltshiftphotography.net/

Photoshop tutorial

Hunger Moon

Tonight is the full moon that Native Americans called the hunger moon or snow moon. Typically, it is the month of the heaviest snow and that snow also causes hunting for animals and for men to be difficult.

More Armchair Cabin Building

updateIf you read my earlier post on building a cabin, this is a quick update.

Lou Ureneck has been posting about his cabin building and has shared a few stories about other cabin dreams. He asked for readers to send him photos and stories of a cabin or retreat place.

One he received is from Fritz Nordengren’s cabin in Iowa that he built over a few years, but now lives in full time.

I’ll be curious to see other contributions – even though my own cabin dream is very much a pipe dream right now. For now, I read…

Replica at Walden of Thoreaus cabin.

Replica at Walden of Thoreau's cabin -tinyhousedesign.com

“When I wrote the following pages, or rather the bulk of them, I lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in a house which I had built myself, on the shore of Walden Pond, in Concord, Massachusetts, and earned my living by the labor of my hands only. I lived there two years and two months. At present I am a sojourner in civilized life again.”

~ from the opening page of  Walden

Thoreau left the cabin and pond after 26 months and it took many revisions before he finally published Walden in August of 1854.

Perhaps, inspiration and creation came at the cabin, but revision required a different setting.

Ian, Water and Sky

Ian Shive is the son of one of my childhood friends, Jim Shive. Jim started a career as a photographer at the end of high school and focused first on the rock bands that were playing in our metro New York area.

The photography is in the genes.

Ian Shive

Ian Shive

Ian was also the writing student of my friend, Steve Smith, when Ian was in high school. I recall that when  Ian was in college in Montana, he worked on the Robert Redford film, The Horse Whisperer.  Steve’s wife works on several ranches doing equine therapy. You see, everything is connected.

After college, Ian worked in film marketing for 60+  major motion pictures, but he was always taking photographs.

His specialty has become the outdoors -  lifestyle, landscape and conservation. His photos have  appeared in Time, National Geographic, Popular Science, Popular Photography & Imaging and Outside Magazine.

He had had an enviable career traveling the world from under water off California, to the Malaysian rain forest, to the arctic mountainsides of Alaska. He has always been concerned with the preservation of the world’s wild lands.

He’s currently finishing a book for release this September 2009. Palace Press International/Earth Aware Editions will publish The National Parks: Our American Landscape. I believe its release will coincide with the newest Ken Burns documentary.

Ian has been capturing the parks in photos for The Nature Conservancy and the National Parks Conservation Association for several years.  He’s a member of the International League of Conservation Photographers.


Ian is featured in the Winter 2009 issue of National Parks magazine (part of NPCA) with a story about North America’s tallest mountain, Denali’s Mt. McKinley.

Last June, Ian was embedded in a National Park Service search & rescue patrol on Mt. McKinley, in Denali National Park, Alaska. He followed the search-and-rescue team as they did  treacherous climbs, unpredictable weather, and he captured some incredible photos. Ian wrote and photographed the piece about his experience.

Here’s a sample:

Mt. McKinley is the highest mountain in North America and the centerpiece of Denali National Park. Some members of the mountaineering community consider it more difficult than Mt. Everest. Its rise and bulk are greater than Everest, and in Denali there are no sherpas to carry your gear. You’re responsible for carrying every piece of equipment, which can weigh as much as 100 pounds per person. And compared with McKinley, Everest is downright tropical. The icon of Denali National Park sits at 63 degrees latitude, just beyond the edge of the Arctic Circle, sandwiched between the Bering Sea and Pacific Ocean, a location that gives the dia­mond-shaped mountain a deathly moist, maritime climate. The greatly reduced barometric pressure has a direct impact on the percentage of breathable oxygen in the atmosphere; 14,000 feet on McKinley feels like a burning, gasping 18,000 on Everest. Gusting winds at the summit have been known to blow people right off the edge, never to be heard from again. Sudden shifts of cold weather can approach -100 degrees Fahrenheit. At least one climber is known to have been flash-frozen, like a mytho­logical creature that made the mistake of looking Medusa in the eyes.

Ian has taken his filmmaking background into creating multimedia pieces for the web mixing still photos and video. he co-founded Aurora Novus last year (a partnership with Aurora Photos) for this new venture.
A photo slideshow about the Denali adventure narrated by Ian.

Ian’s website

Ian’s photoblog – many great samples of his work

On the Lenape Trail

trail marker

I was on one of my walks on the local Lenape Trail. It’s not hardcore hiking. Chunks of it don’t even run through woods as you would expect of a trail. I was looking at a map of the trail and realized that many parts of my own childhood and the childhood days of my sons are on that trail.

The trail crosses Essex County, N.J., one of the most congested counties in the United States.It connects Newark, New Jersey with Roseland, New Jersey. This trail forms a segment of the Liberty-Water Gap Trail and incorporates the West Essex Trail (the Lenape Trail’s only rail-to-trail section) and it connects with Morris County’s Patriots Path trail. It was only established in 1982, though some of the trails it followed have been used for a long time. It is the fifth longest trail in the state behind the Delaware and Raritan Canal Trail, the Appalachian Trail, the completed section of the Highlands Trail in NJ and the Batona Trail.

It’s a suburban/urban trail and it traverses Newark (Jersey doesn’t get more urban) and its suburbs, through parks as well as the Watchung Mountains and Passaic Meadows.

I walked the mostly urban street parts of the trail when I worked at the New Jersey Institute of Technology in Newark. I have walked all of its 34 miles piece-by-piece. The eastern terminus is in Newark’s Ironbound district. A nice urban start with plenty of places to eat.

It’s street walking through downtown Newark and through the Frederick Law Olmsted-designed Branch Brook Park (home to the city’s Cherry Blossom Festival with 3,500 cherry trees and the most diverse cherry blossom display in the country).

You want old trails?  The Passaic Meadows was the former basin of Glacial Lake Passaic.  We are talking dinosaurs and the earliest natives. Glacial Lake Passaic was a prehistoric proglacial lake at the end of the last ice age approximately 13,000 years ago.

I read about it when I was a kid. I had found some fossils and wanted to be a paleontologist. The lake was was formed from waters released by the melting of the retreating Wisconsin Glacier that had pushed large quantities of earth and rock ahead of its advance, blocking previous natural drainage.

The drainage basin is what we call today the Passaic Meadows and the part near our walking trail is the Hatfield Swamp. The lake was formed on the western side of the Watchung Mountains by a blockage of the Passaic River.

Eventually the river formed its present course, a circuitous detour around the north end of the Watchung range through present-day Paterson. And the lake found a new outflow to the ocean via the Great Notch in Little Falls, near Totowa and Montclair. And when the glacier retreated farther to the north, the outflow of the lake drained toward the north and formed the gorge of the Great Falls of the Passaic River in Paterson, which is just a short walk from my office at Passaic County Community College.

What is left of Glacial Lake Passaic is several swamps in northern New Jersey, particularly, the Great Swamp.

Back on the trail. Leaving Newark, it goes west through Belleville, Nutley, Bloomfield, Montclair, and into my town, Cedar Grove. That part of the trail I have covered many times. It’s my favorite section. Mills Reservation is a county park, 157.15 acres that bridges Cedar Grove and Montclair.

I walked these woods many times with my sons when they were young Indians, soldiers, hunters, wolves, and Cub Scouts. The reservation has no development other than a small parking area and the trails. It a minimalist design by the Olmsteds in their last association with Essex County. The three of us made made maps of the area, brought our lunch packs, hiking staffs, compasses, cowboy hats, Indian weapons and lots of energy and imagination into those woods.

cliff trail

On the cliff trail

One of the trails runs the edge of a cliff that overlooks the New York City skyline to the east. It was a part that my sons loved to walk. It was a part that terrified me when they were young – the cliff, the edge, stay close.

On a clear day, you can see to the south and east  the Verrazano Narrows Bridge, the New York City skyline including the Statue of Liberty. To the northeast is the Palisades and to the north and west, peaks from the Ramapo Mountains can be glimpsed and the beginning of the Second Watchung Mountain.

The outcrop at Quarry Point was the site of a World War Two anti-aircraft gun emplacement and the remaining cement circle was our resting place. My son, Drew, planted a circle of trees near there, and at the north end, so that the forest people would have a place for their ceremonies.

Right across from that point you can see the Montclair Hawk Lookout.  Atop a 500-foot basalt ledge, it’s a stone-filled platform that is the site a sanctuary of the New Jersey Audubon Society where birders gather to watch the migration mixture of both coastal and ridge flights in autumn.

After Mills Reservation, the yellow blazes lead you to a place where it combines with the West Essex Trail on the former Caldwell Branch of the Erie Railroad.  You enter Verona on the old Erie Railroad line, hit some pavement and go into Verona Park.

Verona Park was the fishing hole for my sons. Sunfish, stocked trout, catfish and even once a big carp that someone must have released from a pond. I spent many happy hours in that park with my boys.

Then, the trail moves into Eagle Rock Reservation passing the Eagle Rock lookout on the ridge of the First Watchung Mountain (AKA Orange Mountain). From that view of the New York Skyline, many people watched the Twin Towers fall on September 11, 2001. There is a memorial there now.

The trail goes under Interstate Highway 280 and follows power lines over the Second Watchung Mountain (AKA Preakness Mountain).

I read that a side trail is planned that would lead to South Mountain Reservation. That sanctuary between Orange Mountain and Preakness Mountain was where this urban kid tried out his his Huck Finn fantasies.

South Mountain Reservation was my childhood forest. It is much bigger than Mills Reservation. I took my sons there too, but it wasn’t around the corner, so it wasn’t a big part of their childhood. It covers 2,047.14 acres between the first and second ridges of the Watchung Mountains.

In 1896, John Durand described the mountain that includes South Mountain Reservation as:

“a wilderness, as it probably existed at the time of Hendrick Hudson, a primitive forest abounding with deer and other wild animals, and traversed by streams alive with trout. Game was plentiful – partridges, quail, woodcock, rabbits, squirrels of every species, raccoons and foxes; while occasionally a hungry bear that had trespassed on the farmyards in the vicinity would be tracked to its den and shot.”

In 1680, wolves, bears and cougars were observed in the area, and there was a bounty on them. As a kid, I saw them all. Well, I imagined I saw them all. I did see deer, foxes and once I saw a porcupine. Sometimes these days a black bear is spotted.

I had my favorite places. Hemlock Falls and the smaller cascade Blackrock Falls were always stops when we were hiking or biking. At the far south end of the reservation we used to go fishing at Diamond Mill Pond. There were some bass there and the state would put trout in, but usually we were catching and releasing sunfish.

Another view of New York City there is a ridge called Washington Rock. A plaque there sent me to a history book as a kid. I had to check the facts again now.

It was from this outlook that, on June 23, 1780, Essex County and Newark Militia were first warned that the British had launched an attack westward toward “the Gap,” (now Hobart Gap), a natural pathway to Washington’s troops encamped at Morris Town. In a pincer movement designed to gain access to the Gap, Hessian troops fought bitterly along Vaux Hall Road, with the British advanced along Galloping Hill Road, until they were repelled, the Hessians at the base of the mountain and the British in Millburn—called Millville in those days. Washington Rock served again as a lookout for the Army when reactivated during the War of 1812.

The Lenape Trail also goes through Becker Park and a blue side trail goes to to the Walter Kidde Dinosaur Park. This park has thousands of dinosaur tracks, including the smallest ones ever found.

Then the Lenape Trail continues west across the Morristown and Erie Railway tracks and passes under I-280 and continues along Hatfield Swamp and the Essex County Environmental Center before ending at the Patriots’ Path.

So what is missing from this tale? The Lenape.

Nowhere in any of the pages that I read online was there any mention of the Lenape Indians whose name is on the trail. Does the trail follow some of their original paths?

The Lenape (who were later named Delaware Indians by Europeans) were the natives who lived in what is now New Jersey and along the Delaware River in Pennsylvania, the northern shore of Delaware, and the lower Hudson Valley and New York Harbor in New York when Europeans arrived in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries.

Their Algonquian language is known as either Lenape or “Delaware.”    Among other Algonquian peoples the Lenape were considered the “grandfathers” from whom all the other Algonquian peoples originated. Consequently, in inter-tribal councils, the Lenape were given the respect one would give to elders.

The Treaty of Easton, signed between the Lenape and the English in 1758, moved them west from NY and NJ and into Pennsylvania, then later Ohio and beyond.  Unfortunately, for the Lenape, they were the first Indian tribe ever to enter into a treaty with the United States government with the Treaty of Fort Pitt signed during the American Revolutionary War. The Lenape actually supplied the Continental Army with warriors and scouts in exchange for food supplies.

When the white man arrived, the Lenape had developed an extensive system of trails through the wilderness. These trails were originally 18 inches wide and could only accommodate persons walking in single file. Warriors, messengers, hunters, diplomats and visiting families apparently used separate paths. These Indian paths became bridle trails, wagon roads and twentieth century highways.
http://www.newhopepa.com/delawareriver/Lenape2.htm

The Lenni-Lenape of New Jersey were part of the Algonquin nation and some of the other tribes scorned them for their peaceful ways (The Iroquois called them “The Old Women.”) and they were sometimes intermediaries in resolving problems within the nation. The Lenni-Lenape were organized into three subtribes:
In the North, were the Minsi, “the people of the stony country.”   In the Central area, were the Unami, “the people down the river” and in the South,  the Unilachtigo, “the people who lived near the ocean.” [http://www.usgennet.org/usa/nj/state/Lenape.htm]

The Delaware were the  Indians that I read about as a kid in The Last of the Mohicans and the other Leatherstocking Tales of James Fenimore Cooper.  Many years later, I taught The Light in the Forest in which a European is adopted by a band of Lenape.

There is still a group of the Ramapough Lenape Indian Nation (AKA Ramapo Mountain Indians)  numbering about 5,000 who live around the Ramapo Mountains of northern New Jersey and southern New York.

Food Matters

Mark Bittman is a food columnist for The New York Times and an advocate for ‘”conscious eating,” a practice you can begin by changing what you eat.

In his latest book, Food Matters: A Guide to Conscious Eating he writes about the environmental impact of industrial farming and how individuals can make a difference by cutting down on the amount of animal products they consume. Why? Because industrial farming (fish farming, chicken farming,  egg and dairy farming)  has an environmental impact.

How can you start? It’s not becoming a vegetarian. Eat more fruits and vegetables and skip a few helpings of meat.

According to Bittman,  Americans raise and slaughter 10 billion animals each year for consumption.

If we all decreased consumption of animal products by 10%, he thinks we “would have both an environmental impact and an impact on all of our mutual health.”

His book is manifesto + self-help manual + cookbook.  Save yourself and save the planet.

Bittman acknowledges another writer’s influence – Michael Pollan, author of In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto and The Omnivore’s Dilemma: A Natural History of Four Meals.

Here’s Bittman’s 2007 TEDtalk on what’s wrong with the way we eat now.

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