Rescue Mission

I’m skiing down Wedding Ring at Sundance, onto the part that’s usually icy, beyond the bowl you can see from the lift. I’m cruising down, but I see a lone ski pole. Huh? I look another 100 yards down, and a man has crashed (he hit a rock; no shame there) and lost a pole. (Go figure.) So I yell down to him, “Do you want me to get this for you?” He nods, I grab it, ski down, hand it to him, and pass on.

That was stupid. Is there any reason on this earth he might be hoping to just stay on that steep, icy hill, eyeing his pole, with no desire to do anything but stare at it? Or maybe hike back up to retrieve it? Nope. Of course he wanted me to perform the simple service of going like 1 second out of my way to pick up his pole!

For some reason, I’ve remembered that ever since it happened, and I think it’s because I feel so dumb for asking a person if I could get him something he so obviously needed. Do you really have to ask permission to perform any slight act of service? I think not. In fact, offering service, without a solid promise or guarantee, might not even be whole-hearted. As Elder Rasband said in his Conference talk today, “Let me know if I can help” is no help at all.


He used the example of coming upon a drowning person. Would we ask him if he wanted or needed to be rescued? Of course not. The same principle applies to every situation for every person experiencing any difficulty or trial. We don’t need to ask; we just need to do. My goal is to be more aware and service-oriented.

And as long as we’re talking about Conference, it was awesome. Elder Rasband was my favorite talk (I’m always partial to any talk with any mention of my beloved Primary Children’s) and I also loved Pres. Eyring and Elder Anderson. Did you know that conference is translated into over 70 languages? I think that’s amazing. I love General Conference! Even if it means getting up at 6 am on Saturday and Sunday.

This is Real

If you can’t tell what this is, I’ll tell you. It’s a missionary name tag that says:

The Church of
JESUS CHRIST
of Latter-Day Saints
Sister Blair
Aukland, New Zealand Mission

In print.

That’s right.

Please hearken back to my 10th year when I bore my testimony in Sacrament meeting, and announced to the ward that I knew that missionary work was important and that the missionaries were declaring the true gospel, and that I’d serve anywhere, but I was going to New Zealand.

Well, there you go.
Oh, I turn 21 in 10 months. Just thought I’d make that announcement.

Pi Day Again

Remember that haiku I tried to write on Pi Day? Turns out I did it completely wrong. So, as pie is my favorite food, and an incorrect haiku is unacceptable, I’ve decided to write a second one. Please enjoy my Pi(e) haiku.

Kauai: Shaka Steel and Brass Ensemble Tour

Last week, which just happened to precede several important tests, was a perfectly spectacular week. As I mentioned before, it was my best Thursday to Saturday so far (up to that point in my life. This week of course became my best week so far…). Why was it so amazing? you ask. Well, I went to the lovely neighbor island of Kauai! All I can say is we all gasped the moment we flew over the ocean and spotted the speck of the island, and only continued gasping (although breathing normally and taking in the crisp air) for the rest of the week. Gorgeous.

Great parts:

1. The members. Oh boy. They fed us so well! I tend to forget that as I eat at the caf everyday, but there’s a reason polynesians are so big. I honestly gained about 10 pounds, and I’m not making that up. There was some especially good butter mochi that I will never forget.

2. The kids, of course! I think one of the very best parts of a tour is getting closer to everyone, and we really did. This is us:

These are my fellow roomies:

3. Our living conditions. The two beds I was blessed with rival my bed at home, which is making a very grand statement. This is a picture of the first bed Suzie and I slept on:

The second one, that Erika and I had, was the memory kind that Brother and Sister Williams have, that sinks down and forms to your body when you first lay on it. Oh my word, it was amazing. One of the best Sunday naps I’ve ever had.

4. The performances. We performed for the members at the church, and that was really fun. We also performed at a super nice community college, outside an outdoor hotel pool, and at a mall. Each went very well, and I think all the audiences loved them. Steel and brass bands are pretty unique, and very cool to watch/ listen to. What can we say. We’re awesome.

5. The actual island.

You have permission to be amazed. Oahu is lovely, Kauai is a different kind of lovely. I live in Paradise.



6. The music. As I said, steel and brass are two awesome timbres, and playing the steel pans is one of the funnest things I’ve ever done. They sound so cool! I want to make a Jamaican club so we can perform on the steel pans at Culture Night.

7. Just the experience. There was a time that we were eating yummy food under a pavilion out on some beautiful hike, and this other group of tourists came over. (They were a lot of old people.) We sort of told them who we were, and since we were a music group, then wanted us to sing. So Dr. K had us sing I Am a Child of God. Man, the Spirit was so strong! It was great. It was like we were all bearing our testimonies at once, in the way we all do it best. Music does that, you know?

All in all, tour was fabulous. I’m hoping to be in steel band for as much of the rest of my time here as I can. I love being a music major.

Pi Day

Pi is a number
Irrational and quite strange
Also a dessert
My favorite in the world
Lug does not like it
She is a total weirdo
Chocolate Haupia
Delicious, sweet, cool, great crust
From Ted’s Bakery
I don’t actually know
How to write Haiku
But it’s really late
And pi deserves a haiku
I really love pie
Best holiday of all time
3.14159

Have You Received His Image in Your Countenances?

And now behold I ask of you, my brethren of the church, have ye spiritually been born of God? Have ye received His image in your countenances? Have ye experienced this mighty change in your hearts? -Alma 5:14

I am currently on the beautiful island of Kauai with the steel band and brass ensemble (more of that to come later), and this has been my best week so far. Well, my best Thursday to Sunday so far. (I had a huge music history exam on Tuesday and a major sight singing test that same day, so that was pretty rough.) Nonetheless, this trip has been completely wonderful.

Oh, did you hear that Oahu flooded? And we were off island, so it didn’t affect us at all. How convenient.

Anyway, one of the fun things about this trip has been staying with host families. My family on the East Shore had a little 6 year-old girl, and after we had been there for like 10 minutes, she came up to me, and she’s like, “Auntie, will you show me everything you have?” So I took her down to the amazing room we were staying in and got out my back pack. I showed her my music anthology and my huge binder of other music and all that, and then I got out my computer. We listened to some Disney princess music, and then I saw a picture on my desktop of President and Sister Hinckley.

I decided to see if she recognized him, forgetting that he passed away in 2008, so she wouldn’t even have known him. (I feel like he just barely died! It’s so crazy to me that kids don’t know him anymore.) I pulled the picture up, and asked her who it was, and she said, “That’s Jesus!”

Wait, what? I must say that President Hinckley and Jesus have close to no physical similarity whatsoever. But then I realized that she was able to recognize the spiritual power that they both shared, and saw that before the hair and clothes and everything else.

I really love that line in Alma: “Have ye received his image in your countenances?” President Hinckley has. I’m obviously not a man, so I don’t think I could ever be mistaken for the Savior, but I have the light of Christ in me, and because of that, I can still radiate it and bring people closer to Him by being an example of the believers. Isn’t that the best thought ever? We are called to be ambassadors of Christ, and that very idea makes me so excited! I can think of nothing greater than helping bring others unto Him. So that’s my goal.

Same-gender attraction

Although my struggle with same-gender attraction has been excruciatingly confusing & agonizingly lonely during the last 10 years, I have come to know that IT IS VERY POSSIBLE to resolve these feelings in the context of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I have found IMMENSE strength/insight/hope in regards to dealing with my intense same-gender attraction through reading these 2 fantastic LDS books: “In Quiet Desperation” (2004; by Matis/Mansfield) & “Voice(s) of Hope” (2011; compiled by Mansfield). These books helped dispel so many myths surrounding this controversial subject & helped me feel like I’m not so alone in my journey to stay true to my testimony of the Gospel. Here’s an excerpt from “In Quiet Desperation”:

“People have often said that unless I was true to my “real” self & found a male companion to share my life with, I could never be truly happy. My response to that is this: I have. I have found Christ, my God & my King. And it is His blessing & the companionship of His Holy Spirit that mean more to me than any mortal companionship. It is in Him that I find joy & happiness, & it is in His name & in the “good news” of His life & atoning sacrifice that I glory. And though I do hope that with His help & strength, marriage is still a possibility for me in mortality – though it may not be for some – I’m also deeply grateful for the understanding I am gaining of the importance of making Him & His righteousness the prime focus of my life.” (Ty Mansfield; 2004)

The Piano Guys, Continued

If my previous post made you hungry, I hope you went and fixed yourself some excellent food. If it made you want to go listen to some excellent music, I wonder what kind you chose?

As for me, I’ve been listening to some absolutely INCREDIBLE music, namely works by Debussy, Stravinsky, Schoenberg, Webern, Berg, Bartok, Ives, Copland, Shostakovich, Hindemith, Messiaen, and Cowell. If you haven’t listened to anything of theirs, go now. Twelve- tone is absolutely the coolest thing that ever happened to music. (Thank you Schoenberg.) Have you heard of synesthesia? It’s when a person actually sees a different and specific color for each note he hears. Messiaen had it. Do you know Shostakovich’s history? I just did a big presentation on him for my class, and I have learned his life and music are immensely interesting and intriguing. I recommend an in-depth study of his life, and the lives of as many composers as you can possibly find time for.

This music that I’ve been studying is not your standard classical music. In fact, some of it may even offend the ears and possibly bring tears/ death wishes. But it remains extraordinarily revolutionary by way of musical progression (exploration-/ development-wise), and can strike chords that Classical (as in music from around 1750-1820) music just can’t. (Pun intended.)

Should contemporary music be studied? Absolutely. Should it be played? Oh yes. And then, the history behind it… Music history is fascinating! Music continues to evolve, and we learn more and more with each new discovery (like Bartok’s Hungarian rhythms, for example), while still building on giants such as Bach, Mozart, and Beethoven. It’s awesome. That’s all I can say.

But do you know what else is awesome? When a pianist and a cellist get together and say, “Hey, let’s go to Hawaii. Then let’s drive up to the North Shore of Oahu, and bring our piano and cello to the beach, and play and record a song!” This is the product of that:

Pounders Beach, ladies and gentlemen…

If Music Be the Food of Love


Blairs aren’t picky eaters.

Let me clarify this. Blairs are willing to give all food a chance, and enjoy foods of all types. Blairs like to eat new foods, and some of them have the gift of being able to get ideas for new recipes of their own from the new foods they try. (Not me.) Blairs know what is healthy and what is not, and know how make healthy food. Blairs try to eat that most often, but they eat what they are given, especially if someone made it for them. They are always polite about it.


More importantly, Blairs have a great appreciation for really well made food, and because of that, they are able to recognize food of lesser quality. Thus, if given the choice between high and low quality, they know which to choose and which will be the most enjoyable and nourishing.

Bottom line, Blairs love good food. I learned that from my mama a long time ago, and it remains true to this day. (Although I know a few picky Blairs…) But the real question is, what is good food?

I love gourmet. When we’re feeling really fancy, and have a special occasion, we’ll go down to The Cheesecake Factory or Haleiwa Eats, which are two nicer restaurants that are pricier than what we’d normally go for, but definitely worth it. However, Ted’s Bakery (a restaurant on the North Shore near Sunset Beach, which happens to be the home of the world-famous Ted’s pie. My absolute favorite food, incidentally) is a personal favorite, and it’s way more casual. Different style, different setting, different attractions. But of lesser quality? I don’t think so. Good food can be found anywhere, if the right ingredients and culinary knowledge of the chef are present.

Two of my greatest loves are food and music, and all that I just wrote about food can also apply to music. (In the same way that I can’t cook, I also can’t compose.)

Jon Schmidt and Steven Sharp Nelson just came out to Laie for a concert, and I’ve been looking forward to it for several months. However, the day before they came, a friend in my music history class asked our professor what he thought about them, leading to an hour lecture of his feelings, followed by another two hours in my next two classes with him. Needless to say, he’s not a fan.

WHY?

I am in the sad position of declaring that I have the strong suspicion that there is some elitism in the Classical world in general, specifically with that particular professor, but almost certainly along with many other Classical musicians. I also have a feeling there is some subconscious (or conscious) jealousy in said world that their music isn’t received in the same way as that of other styles.

So the next question is, what is good music?

I’d say good music should be defined by the musicianship of the composer and performer(s), and can be found anywhere. Beginning with a good chord progression/ motivic idea/ melody line/ instrumental configuration, or any number of other good bases (“ingredients”) can lead to an exciting and wonderful (“good”, for the sake of our definition) piece of music.

To continue with my food analogy, I was talking with another one of my music professors, and he told me he thinks of music like a buffet. He loves prime rib, but eating prime rib alone every time he goes would be awful. He loves his potatoes (say, Jazz) salads (reggae) desserts (etc.) and all have a place in a very delicious meal. I agree. Music of every genre (minus a few, I suppose, which is obviously the case with food as well) has value and is worth consuming.

To conclude, good music can be defined in many ways, and is in no way limited to expertly-played Classical pieces. Consider the Beatles, Alan Menken, John Williams, Coldplay, Jack Johnson, U2… Actually I can’t continue. The list would be extremely lengthy. But the point is, there’s a reason Heavenly Father blessed so many different sorts of people with musical talent. Music is a language in itself, and different types speak to different people in different ways. (I don’t dig escargot, which is apparently of the highest level of gourmet. It’s just not for everybody!)

If music be the food of love, sing on. And keep the chocolate ice cream coming. And the steak and red pepper fajitas. And the spinach-artichoke pizza. And the maple doughnuts. And the sweet potatoes. And the pie. Just keep it all coming.

And as a report of The Piano Guys concert, it was fantastic. Piano and cello together is extremely cool, and they know how to put on a show. They seem like really good guys, and it was great to have them on the island. They made a video on Pounders Beach, which they debuted for us. All in all, it was just a fun night.

This is an article about them

“We could be bringing in really fine musicians, and instread we use the money to bring in Mormon pop artists…”

Okay. Jon Schmidt is awesome. Well, that’s my opinion. However, many (most) classical musicians actually look down upon him, which puzzles me. I’ve concluded that there’s possibly a subconscious jealousy, because their own music doesn’t receive the same reaction as his does. I mean, really, why would they care if someone was less technically strong or as talented in the same ways? If that person was more appreciated than him or her, that might trigger the “harsh feelings”. Hmmmm.

What about how this has brought more kids into piano because of his books?