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  • Two Roads and a Rocking Chair

    Two Roads and a Rocking Chair

    There has been far more change going around the Heber Valley than the weather over the past few months. The Heber Valley has an identity of being a quiet, pastoral community. While our natural resources are undeniably our most glaringly apparent assets, the citizens define the true essence of this community. Frequently in the advertising world, we talk about ‘market differentiators.’ The root of a successful launch or campaign will characteristically involve identifying what makes your product different from the rest of the competition and promoting that virtue.

    Have any of you ever considered why the Heber Valley is such a special place on a level that is a higher elevation from the talking points of ‘distance to a chairlift,’ ‘proximity to a major metropolitan market,’ or ‘the majestic views?’ If you have: you are searching for the ‘soul’ of the Heber Valley. Many places in the American West offer recreational opportunities and great views. Nearly every community in the West has a history of mining or cattlemen. Most of the West, Utah in particular, can claim a heritage of the sacrifice and bravery of early settlers. None of these are unique variables defining a modern small town in the Western United States.

    I took the opportunity in my youth to travel and fly fish. I have driven across and overnighted in 42 of the 50 states; and brought a fly-caught gamefish to hand in the majority therein. My travels became more enlightening as I fixated less on the monuments, trophies, or destinations within the locale, and more on the citizens of the place I was trying to fish. There were times when I would pick the seediest dive I could find in Rural America, plop myself down on a stool and try to break the social barriers that the locals would put up to defend their way of life from outsiders (Clyde’s Billiards, the OE and Timp Tavern were not exempt from this excercise). As it turns out, many people like to catch fish, and I could always find a talker in the group regarding fishing stratagem. These experiences taught me quite a bit about respect, judgment, and earning diverse friendships. After all those travels, I landed and set root in the Heber Valley. While the Middle Provo River can produce some great trout, there is far more behind this outcome than the fishing.

    The Heber Valley is remarkable because our residents still possess a GENUINE quality. Our citizenry’s down-to-earth attributes have survived the plasticine projections of consumerism, commodification, entitlement, and the corporate value structure that has assembly-line-packaged and shrink-wrapped this Nation over the past 40 years — making the Heber Valley a non-fictional, modern-day Shangri-La. We are an honest and hard-working population that has historically earned our daily bread by the sweat of our brows. The people that we see at work are the people we see at our grocery stores, softball games, and civic events. We keep our heads up in our struggles, look each other in the eye, and offer a helping hand when we see others in need. While we may not get along all the time, we each understand that we live in the same small pond and have a unifying love of where we live. I have been amazed for nearly 20 years by the caliber of individuals I have discovered within the confines of this Mountain Valley. Many long-standing residents have chosen this life while professionally qualified to engage the rat race head-on in larger markets. If you think that the Heber Valley is nothing more than a misfit bunch of Utah hillbillies — you have sorely misread the reality of where you stand.

    The change that immediately concerns me in the Heber Valley is not what you might suspect. I am not afraid of growth or new people moving to the HV. I welcome those who wish to become invested citizens in our community. I believe this is a natural and necessary process that is healthy. A few antonyms of growth would be stagnation and decay. Life marches forward. Given a complete understanding of the implications: I think we would all prefer increase over decline. However, change without an intentional direction tends to invite chaos. The identity of the Heber Valley, unless referencing weather patterns, has nothing to do with chaotic living.

    Most of my work commute is the distance between Heber City’s Mill Road and Center to Main and Center. After 20 years of running this ‘commute,’ I encountered a first that I need to share — as an example of new attitudes in conflict with what has made the Heber Valley the desirable location it is today. There was an instance where the 25 MPH speed limit in the residential zone of Center Street was agitating the driver behind me. They elected to pass by in the center turn lane and issued a tall-fingered salute they drove past. Without any change in my speed or intensity, we caught up with each other at the stop light at Center and Main, where I politely smiled and waved back. My gesture of friendliness incensed the driver further — they peeled out and went North to whatever invented crisis their end destination entailed. Entitled aggression is not our identity in the Heber Valley. If you moved here to get away from that sort of thing, leave it where it belongs — in the past. Adopt the culture that long-standing residents have embraced for generations and perpetuate the vibe you moved here to enjoy.

    The pace of the world has been gaining intensity over the past several years. Professional and social stresses have followed the rising intensity levels. With the cooling temperatures of Autumn, I extend an invitation to cool our emotional states correspondingly. The rapid-fire assault of information, misinformation, and unveiled self-serving agendas at high levels has created systemic anger, breach of trust, indifference, and shortened attention spans at a National level. To make the case even more tenuous, it appears that there is another storm brewing on the horizon. Assume that we are humble and in tune enough to validate that this trend is accurate and that it may be affecting our general emotional condition. How do we course correct our emotional pathways?

    We all have choices. There will come a moment when we each have to decide to take the Blue Pill or the Red. I find myself reflecting on the oft-quoted passages of naturalist and celebrated American poet Robert Lee Frost found in the poem “The Road Not Taken.”

    Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

    And sorry I could not travel both

    And be one traveler, long I stood

    And looked down one as far as I could

    To where it bent in the undergrowth;

     

    Then took the other, as just as fair,

    And having perhaps the better claim,

    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

    Though as for that the passing there

    Had worn them really about the same,

     

    And both that morning equally lay

    In leaves no step had trodden black.

    Oh, I kept the first for another day!

    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

    I doubted if I should ever come back.

     

    I shall be telling this with a sigh

    Somewhere ages and ages hence:

    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

    I took the one less traveled by,

    And that has made all the difference.

    Outside of the autumnal reference and natural allegory, I love this journey of thought because of the conceptual exploration that we all are accountable for our decision-making. None of us is unwillingly coerced towards a fate beyond our choosing. There will always be a choice and a corresponding consequence. Before you can change a core behavioral pattern, you have to validate that there is a problem and that you have the power to change.

    Suppose you choose the Red Pill and want to explore the relationship between manipulated emotion and rational thought. In that case, I have three waypoints for your consideration that you may find helpful on your journey.

    1. The inventory of time is a construct of humankind. This construct is the heartbeat and lifeblood of the industrial complex of which you are a cog in the machine. If you want to forsake the machine creating your perceived stress, unplug it. Reconnect with the planet and the natural pace of celestial motion, tides, seasons, and storms. Abandon your devices; sever the digital umbilical cord to the machine; and explore the Heber Valley this fall. Take your shoes off and feel the Earth. Schedule an afternoon to sit under an aged tree (without a book or any other distraction). Watch the shadows, track the clouds, feel the breeze and listen to the leaves as it passes through them. Catalog the sounds of the creatures of the Earth and learn their meanings. When the sun sets, make it a priority to lie down flat on your back and stargaze. Educate yourself about our neighboring planets and constellations to appreciate our dark skies, and ponder size, scope, and futility. The pace you will find in exercises such as this is the rhythm of creation — of which you are a part. It will ground you to what is truly important, and you will find more patience and compassion for others through that change.
    1. An old-timey quote by the Internationally recognized New Zealander Cricket batsman, Glenn Turner, has been heavy on my mind as of late. He stated, “Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do, but it gets you nowhere.” Don’t waste your precious time on this Earth fussing over variables outside your control. It is insane or illogical at best to give that thing, individual, or circumstance power over your overall emotional well-being if you cannot do anything about it.
    1.  The external circumstances around you are not causing your anxiety or frustration. Emotion generates within the self. None other than yourself is responsible for inventorying your feelings, and you can choose how you react to any situation. Let’s momentarily revisit my Center Street reckless driving encounter. I had a choice to allow the actions of the offending driver to wreck my emotional state that day. The best revenge in many cases is not to allow the offender to affect your mood and correspondingly become like them. Letting the event pass without escalating your emotional state is the road “less traveled by.” It is the high road and the path of leadership. Nobody can make you feel upset, angry, or inferior when you understand the simple truth that you have a choice. We must willfully comply with an external event for it to modify our internal condition. Dare to be non-compliant with the external stresses of your life.

    I share these thoughts out of love for my fellow citizens and the Heber Valley. If you managed to read this far, you have a choice to make. Marcus Aurelius declared, “Waste no more time arguing what a good man should be. Be one.” Please accept my thoughts in the spirit that they are delivered — as it is not my intent to preach, but to provide a helping hand and a positive path to pursue. We can individually protect ourselves, our hometown, and our civic identity by embracing attitudes of tolerance, positivity, and respect. In a world where outside messengers persuade us to believe we have no choice or influence, these are actions we can take as a collective to create the future we all want to see in the Heber Valley.

    Thank you for supporting our positively focused, solution-based media voice in the Heber Valley. I hope you enjoy our 21st edition of Heber Valley Life.

  • Duck and Cover

    Duck and Cover

    Plan for the Worst, Hope for the Best

    As a Utah resident, I have come to cherish my desert time. I love the Glen Canyon and using Lake Powell to share the desert grandeur with my children, who are not of the age to go hardcore canyoneering. A handful of years ago, I led my family on a 4th of July adventure to the up-lake region of Powell. Given my predispositions to adventure, nature, and exploration — I charted a course to an area that the National Park Service issued warnings about due to low water. There is no cell reception in this part of the Lake. The week prior, several ski boats had hulled themselves on rock spires that, without sonar, nautical charts, or local knowledge were invisible to an unsuspecting boater. It may sound odd to some — but this was a very well-conceived plan in my mind.

    I saw fit to equip myself with Utah’s finest mortars and aerials, given the holiday. I ran all necessary mechanical and safety checks on the boat, trailer, and truck as preparation for departure. I loaded a week’s gear, tackle, fuel, and provisions. Hanksville received the honorary ‘tip-of-the-hat’ while passing by, and we made an early morning launch at Bullfrog.

    We secured a camping outpost in one of the most idyllic scenarios at Powell. It was a short canyon just slightly off the main channel, the curvature of which deadened boat wakes like a harbor and provided privacy. It was large enough that having camp destroyed by flash flooding was not a concern but too narrow to hold more than one campsite. The walls were approaching 200 feet tall and offered relief from the sun and wind. There was a sandy beach and a flat plateau suitable for multiple tents. There were dense shad populations, and the stripers would push in and nearly beach themselves in boils every morning and evening.

    I was particularly excited about the fireworks display in this canyon. I could see the reverberating colors, shadows, reflections, and sounds that an aerial presentation would provide within my mind’s eye. While it is effortless to lose time in an environment such as this — we counted the days to the Independence Day observance.

    We came back to camp early, grilled hot dogs and burgers, gorged ourselves on Green River watermelon, and staged the fireworks show. Mom and the girls positioned themselves on the boat’s deck for this exclusive and private fireworks presentation. My son (six years old) accompanied me as an apprentice to the production. I created a zone to deploy the mortars, safe from the vessel, the tents, or flammable debris. The time had arrived.

    The evening started with absolute perfection. This set-up had proved to be everything I had planned for and imagined. My son was beside himself with excitement. He brought me an aerial assortment called “Red, White, and Boom” and insisted this was the next up on the program. The particular build was a 20-shot assortment with the mortar tubes secured together in a tower and weighted by a square pedestal.

    I set it up, added some rock to secure the pedestal, and lit the fuse. All planning aside, on the 4th report of 20, the situation evolved into something unforeseen. Someone in engineering had added a disproportionate amount of powder to the pedestal’s support capacity. The result, stemming from that ill-fated 4th report, was that the recoil tipped the tower over. That moment provided a new schedule of 16 large-scale explosions of fire, color, sound, and light deployed horizontally, ricocheting, in an inescapable canyon where my posterity and all of our survival equipment were in the line of fire.

    The scene reminded me of the sequence from Francis Ford Coppola’s 1979 masterwork, Apocalypse Now, where Captain Benjamin L. Willard, portrayed by Martin Sheen, is looking for the Commanding Officer to refit their boat from the outpost at the Do Lung Bridge. With Jimi Hendrix’s rendition of ‘The Star Spangled Banner’ as a background soundtrack to the melee — I grabbed my son’s arm and screamed “duck and cover” as we fled for safety behind a nearby boulder. As we ran through the sand, I could see the darkness cut by multi-colored light and shadow, mingled with thunderous noise. Every ignition spun the mortar tower like a psychedelic wheel of adverse destiny and consequence. I watched as gigantic flaming flowers repeatedly passed through our nylon tents and bedding.

    Our guardian angels were on point that evening. The boat was undamaged. My wife, the girls, the provisions, the dogs, and our only chance to make the 30+ mile trek back to the truck, or cell reception to summon help, were all intact and undamaged. My son had to work through the experience psychologically, which mainly manifested as several days of jumbled speech with the occasional “duck and cover” expression inserted into his train of thought. I look back on this event and cannot express my gratitude for our fortunate outcome.

    I share this experience because I believe there is a timely message. The best-laid plans are subject to chaotic change at any moment. Sometimes the chaos is invited by an individual’s poor decisions. Sometimes the disruptions to our ‘perfect situation’ are unprovoked – but unavoidable nonetheless. When these events happen, there are several variables to an equation that I have found meaningful when mitigating life’s chaos.

    We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are

    Anais Nin

    Plan

    The first principle to navigating chaos is planning for the worst and hoping for the best. Planning includes both material and mental preparations. Preparing for a disaster does not automatically make you a paranoid or conspiracy theorist. If you have thought through potential situations, they are less likely to catch you by surprise. A simple glance at history will suggest many precedents for catastrophe striking innocent people. Preparation will often separate the victims from the survivors. Be moderate, wise, and maintain situational awareness of your surrounding circumstances. Plan accordingly.

    Be Calm

    The following principle is to stay calm and disciplined in the eye of the storm. Planning will help you keep your cool in the heat of the moment. Your decision-making skills will directly affect the outcome of a chaotic event. If you lose control of your emotions, you will not be fit to lead. Correspondingly, you may become a liability to your team or an unnecessary casualty of circumstances.

    Stay Optimistic

    Last but not least, stay optimistic in the aftermath. Positivity in the face of disaster will become a light and a beacon to those suffering around you. There is always a silver lining and a lesson that an individual can glean by overcoming obstacles. Buddha taught, “Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.” Find gratitude, especially when the world around you is at its worst, and share your love. To quote 20th Century diarist Anais Nin, “We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.” Be the lighthouse that guides others out of the stormy waters and you will find joy in serving your fellow citizens.

    I love the Heber Valley and the dynamic of our evolving population. We live in a modern-day Shangri-La that is isolated from particular storms. Other storms will likely make landfall with the HV at ground zero. Have a plan in place to lean on. Please be safe this summer and make decisions that will help you to mitigate unforeseen chaos. Nurturing our humanity will define who we are in the wake of the flood (or an unpropitious firework display).

  • The Truth is Out There

    The Truth is Out There

    Do we have any X-Files fans in the Heber Valley? I loved this sci-fi TV drama when it was airing. For the younger, binge and streaming-on-demand crowd — we used to have to wait until the program aired on network TV to view new episodes. I would count the days in anticipation. When that time arrived, I would make popcorn, turn off the lights and try to maximize the suspense and weirdness that each chapter seemed to unfold. All anticipation would build to a satisfying crescendo as the eerie and oddly low budget theme music and into sequence rolled out. What a fantastic TV series!

    The series’s central characters were two FBI agents assigned to work together on ‘unsolvable’ cases, often leaning towards the paranormal. Fox Mulder, portrayed by actor David Duchovny, was a brilliant FBI agent pigeonholed because he believed in aliens and paranormal phenomena. Nevertheless, he could substantiate his work enough to give himself a job with conditional oversight. That supervision came from a skeptical partner, Dana Scully, played by Gillian Anderson. She came with medical and religious backgrounds that would counterbalance Fox Mulder’s tendency to gravitate to strange and unconventional case theories.

    I always felt that the interplay between science, faith, and the unexplainable was fascinating in this series. Mulder and Scully were always trying to find the truth, even if that truth was bizarre and counterculture. Dana Scully went through an exciting transition as the cases piled up. Necessity tested her societal boundaries of commonly accepted occurrences and her dependence on factual data. She was forced, through difficult experiences, to utilize the full breadth of her imagination for problem-solving when observable variables would not align.

    Cases became X-Files because caseworkers were resistant to entertaining the improbable. They lacked the ability for unrestrained and imaginative free thought. Throughout the series, the evolution of Dana Scully illustrates the human capacity to live in a world of imagination simultaneously rooted in reality.

    Imagination is the precursor to innovation. When seemingly impossible scenarios arise, there will be two types of people: the critics and the innovators. Standalone critics generally cannot imagine new possibilities. Their perceptions stagnate in a pattern where flaws are acutely referenced, but no implementable solutions accompany the grievance. An innovator can see problems as clearly as the critic. The difference is that innovators avoid the negativity and futility of complaint patterns and embrace the creative thought process of action and problem-solving.

    The American novelist Mark Twain stated, “You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.” I love this quote because it can take on several meanings if you daydream about it for a moment or two. At face value, I believe Twain suggests that if individuals cannot think for themselves, they tend to believe anything they are told. The eyes alone can collect information, but it takes a mind to process it into something relevant. Deception will come very quickly to those who do not learn to filter what they see and embrace free thought.

    Free thinking is a virtue, a skill, and an attribute that is all too scarce in our modern ‘age of information’. Our days are perpetually inundated with ads and messages that tell us what we should think and believe. Instant information availability has led to a lack of another virtue, patience. It is common to buy into a brand and accept the product as absolute without consideration of the motivation behind the message. Between the hectic pace of our daily tasks and the perpetual noise from the almighty messengers, there is little time for peace, meditation, and the free flow of creative thought.

    The truth is out there — but it is reserved for those willing to search for it. Many of the problems that we face today are as absurd and improbable as a storyline from the X-Files. It will take the honest effort of a creative mind to navigate the minefields of agendas and half-truths set by those that would like to tell you how to think.

    Spring is a time for rebirth. I challenge the Heber Valley to prioritize time every day for quiet and calm. Use that peace to think deeply about whatever issue ails you. In that quiet space, you will recover your capacity to think with clarity. The truths you seek will more readily come to focus as your eyes, mind, and heart align.

    Thank you for being so supportive of Heber Valley Life magazine. I hope you find this edition as uplifting and inspiring as the landscape we call home.

  • Of Honesty and CommUNITY

    Of Honesty and CommUNITY

    I live in a messaging world as a profession, and I will share a trade secret with you all. Top marketers identified this concept on Madison Avenue decades ago, and we now have a multi-generational hive of well-trained consumers as a byproduct. Products for consumption may include goods, services, and ideologies — all of which receive promotional support through sophisticated marketing efforts.

    The obstacle is that freethinkers are bad for business. It is far more advantageous to have a consumer base identifying with your product and investing in it personally than someone that thinks for themselves and has no formal allegiances. When a consumer is willing to ‘ride for the brand,’ it becomes much easier to deliver your goods or services without the tremendous effort of convincing them to part with their hard-earned substance. A better outcome is when an individual is so enamored with your product or brand — that they begin to advocate towards their circles of influence on your behalf.

    This concept sounds simple enough, but how do you get there? Free markets create competition, and while competing interests are good for innovation, they often adversely affect the bottom line or desired outcome of a cause. In a world of honesty, one would focus exclusively on self-improvement and adopt an attitude of ‘may the best effort win.’ Alternately, we live in a world where the standard practice is to skew consumer perspectives so that their identity becomes singular to an exclusive vision. Over time and repetition, the polarization intensifies; stereotypes manifest, competitor misfortune provides opportunities, distractions, angles, spins, slants, soothing sound bites, and partial truths are all introduced to solidify a fixed perspective for the desired consumer base. The outcome of this practice is a devout consumer with a vision so fixated on your product that they cannot entertain or comprehend another’s viewpoint. When a consumer is married to a brand, it is no longer necessary to sell because they will buy whatever you offer them.

    While this level of consumer division is desirable for sales and politics — it is damaging to a community. The reality is that truth is not an exercise of subjectivity unless you are marketing or campaigning. Truth is singular, fixed, and grounded in the complete collection of facts. Changing an angle of perspective can create different shadows of that truth, but the truth itself is fixed and immovable.

    In a community, individuals will approach reality from differing viewpoints, and that is healthy. We all have different core values, and that diversity is worth celebrating. Think about how boring life would be if we were all clones of one another! Remember that clones are suitable for endgame marketing, politics, and consumerism but make horrifically dull communities.

    Despite our differences, it is critical to believe that we have far more in common than not, which is why we are all here. Understanding this commonality creates a foundation of respect and a sense of family. If we can respect each other for our varying perspectives, then we can have meaningful conversations. Productive discourse reinforces our civic ties and ultimately helps the collective find the most harmonious outcomes for any given situation.

    Be wary of those that live in the extremes. Extreme viewpoints are generally uncompromising and will not contribute to healthy discourse or solution-driven conversation. The Greek stoic philosopher Epictetus once stated, “Any person capable of angering you becomes your master.” As an avid fly fisherman, I can testify that many a fish has come to my hand by provoking anger through annoyance. Keep it positive, and don’t take that bait!

    I firmly believe that the future of the Heber Valley is in our hands, and we have the potential to create a truly remarkable community. We will look back at this era of growth and marvel that we were all a part of it. We can achieve this goal by showing compassion, respect, and participating in moderate discourse with our civic family. Strive to practice empathy over judgment. Be honest with yourself and with your fellow citizens. Discard agendas created for personal gain. Examine necessities from high elevation points. Ponder what it means to serve a ‘Greater Good.’ Strain to see another’s perspective — even if it may seem offensive at first glance. By enacting this way of life, we will identify the elusive truths and unify the community in all of its diverse grandeur.

    Thank you for your support. Together, we are building a better community with our positive thought and action.

  • Your Move

    Your Move

    I woke up this morning in a classic rock daydream. The tune echoing in my mind was ‘Your Move,’ from the 1971 release of The YES Album by the British prog-rock band, YES. I couldn’t justify a reason why this particular song should be forefront in my mind — so I took a moment to revisit it to see if, perhaps, there was something else there.

     

    Take a straight and stronger course to the corner of your life.
    Make the white Queen run so fast
    she hasn’t got time to make you wife.
    ’Cause it’s time, it’s time in time with your time and it’s news is captured for the Queen to use.

    Move me on to any black square
    Use me anytime you want.
    Just remember that the gold
    Is for us all to capture all we want, anywhere.

    Don’t surround yourself with yourself
    Move on back two squares.
    Send an instant karma to me
    Initial it with loving care.

    Don’t surround yourself with yourself
    ’Cause it’s time, it’s time in time with your time and it’s news is captured for the Queen to use.(All we are saying is give peace a chance).

    I’ve seen all good people turn their heads each day
    So satisfied I’m on my way.

    – Jon Anderson, 1971 © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

     

    ‘Your Move’ is an anti-war and spiritual call to action. The time and context of this song are framed by the turbulent era surrounding the Vietnam conflict. By 1971, the Vietnam war was approaching its 10th anniversary. The expenses of the war were becoming overwhelming both in the cost of human life and currency. The United States actively discussed removing the Gold Standard from the US dollar at this time, enabling needed financial flexibility for the military-industrial complex and some high-level banking opportunities through printing additional currency. The Federally imposed military draft had many questioning where their liberties and inalienable rights had gone. Protests and riots had become commonplace in Western cultures, illustrating the citizen outrage over topics ranging from the war, competing religious and political ideologies, government spending, racial inequality, and social class discrepancies. The media was right in the center of all of it, profiting from inflammatory messaging and manipulating the population’s hearts and minds to their benefit.

    “All good people” are those that hope for peace and well-being. The intent of the heart defines the boundary for this categorization as opposed to a nation or government. Songwriter Jon Anderson likens our lives to a chess game: the liberty-loving individual and symbolic collective of individuality, competing with the present and the unseen governing hand. The Queen is the most versatile of all of the pieces and correspondingly is the most powerful. It is wise to watch out for the Queen [and her manipulations]. The song is being sung from the perspective of the Black Bishop as suggested by the “straight and stronger course to the corner,” “making the White Queen run so fast,” and “move me onto any black square.” It would also seem that the Black Bishop is counseling the Black Queen to avoid surrounding “yourself with yourself,” the second yourself likely being the army of pawns [or body of politic] — as doing this would severely inhibit her ability to move.  Surrounding “yourself with yourself” is an allusion to self-righteousness, a trap that will effectively eliminate forward progress and remove you from the game. Should you become a victim of your self-righteousness, is all lost? “Move on back two squares” is a chess term for ‘retreat and rethink.’ If you can muster it, share a little kindness (with a tip of the hat to John Lennon) and chart that “straight and stronger course to the corner of your life.” Your “instant karma” for kindness offered engages a return of gratitude and happiness — ‘Your Move.’

    But all of this happened over 50 years ago and is ancient history, right?

    In the ranks of “All Good People” is a Vietnamese Thien Buddhist monk named Thích Nhãt Hanh.  He is considered the main inspirator for Engaged Buddhism — or the search to find modern application to traditional Buddhist teachings and beliefs. He was also a peace activist on ‘the other side’ of the Vietnam conflict. I was recently impressed by one of his teachings:

     

    When another person makes you suffer, it is because they suffer deeply within themselves, and their suffering is spilling over. They do not need punishment; they need help. That’s the message they are sending.

    – Thích NhÃt HAnh

     

    Like many of you, I have observed a tremendous amount of suffering in our Nation over the past year. The Heber Valley has not been immune as a greater pandemic is sweeping the country. The disruption created by COVID-19 has created a condition where we are all mourning at some level. I see this condition intensified in the Heber Valley as we navigate the most intense growth period of our community’s history. I see anger, locally, that I have never seen before. It is spread all across our social media pages, our roads, our neighborhoods; it is manifest towards small business owners, workforces, and the few leaders who have been willing to step up and guide this ship through the storm. Anger is a disease as real as the virus, causing havoc in our quaint mountain valley. Anger is not in our heritage, and it does not belong here.

    Can we find a “straight and stronger course?” Is it possible to “move on back two squares?” I believe it is, and the solution is simple. When someone tries to hurt or offend, a true mark of maturity occurs when you choose to understand their situation instead of retaliating with an equal and opposite force. Observing that the offending individual is wounded at some level, openly apparent or otherwise, you may decide to impart a portion of kindness instead of retaliation — thus discouraging the cycle of anger and suffering.

    The solution is simple but not simplistic. Transitions from existing habits and patterns are uncomfortable. I happen to know, with personal experience, that the Heber Valley is packed full of “All Good People.” This fact is our strength and the reason others want to join our community. I challenge the people of the Heber Valley, new and old, to be worthy of that title by showing an increased unconditional kindness to our fellow citizens. When that habit starts to stick, let’s take it to the rest of the world. We are that kind of ‘tribe’.

     

    Kindness is the vaccine for anger.

     

    I hope this edition of Heber Valley Life finds you well and helps to lift your spirits. Thank you all for your continued support of Heber Valley’s Positive Community Voice.

  • Memento Mori

    Memento Mori

    Being a teenager is rough. I certainly worked through my fair share of disillusionment during my run through the teen-to-early-adulthood years in my life. Reflecting on those years from my ‘present’ perspective can evoke some feelings of awkwardness. I would be willing to wager that I am not alone in the thought process: “if I could go back then knowing what I know now, I would do [that thing] differently.”

    It wasn’t all bad, though. I remember numerous carefree days with no agenda. I remember walking through manicured park lawns with bare feet on sunny days. I remember friendships, laughter, mischief, and adventure. The memories I choose to focus on create my present reality (or at least my perceived reality) of how I spent my time in those formative years of my life. How I spent my time facilitated those memories. The memories are all I have left for those moments in time.

    I loved the band Pink Floyd at that phase of my life. Like so many young people of that time, I lived for the music. I wore those albums out — everything they recorded as a group and as solo efforts. One of the memories I will hold to the end was seeing the band live on June 20, 1994, at Arrowhead Stadium in Kansas City, Missouri. On that tour, the second set was a ‘canned’ run of the album ‘Dark Side of the Moon.’ The third track of that album is titled ‘Time,’ and it starts like this:

    “Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

    You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

    Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

    Waiting for someone or something to show you the way”

    (Gilmour, Mason, Waters, Wright) © Pink Floyd Music

    The song, as a whole, explores the concept of time management, coming of age, and the regrets facilitated by an ineffective usage of the limited resource of time that we have. In youth, most of us are inefficient with our time management. Middle age becomes a game of catching up for the squandered hours of our youth. Only in our sunset years do we realize that “The time is gone, the song is over. Thought I’d something more to say.”

    It would seem that the answer to the adage “who am I” can be very simply answered with “how did you spend your time today?” What you do with your day-to-day existence ultimately defines who you are. How you choose to prioritize your time cements your values. The byproduct of a day becomes a memory, and those memories become daily entries into your Book of Life.

    Memento Mori is a Latin expression from classical antiquity that translates into ‘remember that you must die.’ The meaning behind the philosophy is not morbid — it is a reminder that the most precious resource we have in this existence is time. Every second is fleeting, and until we gain a more significant grasp on the relativity of spacetime, we will not have an opportunity to relive past moments.

    The Roman Stoic philosopher Seneca wrote prolifically on the value of time. His target audience existed roughly two millennia ago, but I find his writings oddly relevant to the present.

    How many have laid waste to your life when you weren’t aware of what you were losing, how much was wasted in pointless grief, foolish joy, greedy desire, and social amusements — how little of your own was left to you. You will realize you are dying before your time!  Seneca

    Throughout the day, I hear friends and acquaintances tell me that they do not have enough time. I feel it as well. This recognition provoked me into running an inventory of where I am placing my daily emphasis. My self-evaluation: Seneca’s statement cited above is accurate. I found room for personal improvement in how I spend my time. I would wager once again that most of us, given the same challenge, would come to a similar conclusion. The raw truth is that we all have the same amount of seconds in a day to work within. Instead of ‘not having time,’ we are stating ‘that is not a priority’ — and that is perfectly acceptable so long as it is comfortable to have that decision as core memory and statement in your Book of Life.

    Internal conflict will surface when we recognize our time was poorly spent. I challenge the Heber Valley and all of the readers of this magazine to give thoughtful consideration to what you choose to do with your time. Albert Einstein stated:

    “A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”  Albert Einstein

    As you inventory your daily time investments, I challenge the community to explore possible opportunities to make our time more meaningful. Embrace decisions that will enrich the life you lead and bless the collective whole that surrounds you.

    Thank you, once again, for continuing to support our independent media voice for the Heber Valley. Enjoy summer 2021!

    RYAN D. BUNNELL
    Publisher, Heber Valley Life magazine

  • Let Us Anew

    Let Us Anew

    The transition that occurs in the Rocky Mountain spring season is miraculous. Our historic winter weather pattern has created an ecosystem adapted to periodic dormancy. The miracle is that after enduring all of the climatic harshnesses, the native flora and fauna can turn a blind eye to the past and march forward into a new stage of life.

    Winter can be insulting. The potential for extreme cold, periodic warming trends followed by more cold temperatures, wind, drought, snow accumulation, and icy precipitation concocts a regular recipe for confusion, disillusionment, stress, and even mortality of indigenous inhabitants. I find the natural world’s adaptation to these diverse trials nothing short of awe-inspiring.

    A unique characteristic shared by these plants and animals is that they shelter themselves during the most extreme climatic events and emerge anew without bitterness or guile when the trend passes. Regardless of the trials faced — they accept the reality of the moment, forgive any past infractions, and move forward with an unbiased zeal for the future.

    Human hubris will often distance itself from the patterns set in our environmental surroundings. Rooted firmly in the ground of spring 2021, I would propose the question, “is our reality that different from the spring reemergence in the Nevada-Utah Mountains Semidesert – Coniferous Forest – Alpine Meadow Province?”

    A fundamental behavioral divergence of our genus and species from the natural world is that the other life forms tend to forgive innately. Human beings intrinsically hold grudges. However, our sentience and ability to take cognizance will also provide us the capacity for choice. ‘To forgive’ is a verb in the same light as ‘to offend’ or ‘to be offended.’ All of these actions require implementation from the individual — which means that, whether aware of it or not, one may actively choose their reaction to any given trial or circumstance.

    The renowned English poet Alexander Pope explored this concept in this oft-quoted heroic couplet:

    Ah ne’er so dire a Thirst of Glory boast,

    Nor in the Critick let the Man be lost!

    Good-Nature and Good-Sense must ever join;

    To err is Humane; to Forgive, Divine.

    (Alexander Pope, An Essay on Criticism, Part II, 1711)

    While a certain level of subjectivity exists amongst the definition of divinity, all will agree that it is a standard that exists well above our natural-born ‘human’ state. The difference between ability and skill is that abilities are innate, while skills require development. In the human experience, one must proactively choose forgiveness as a path and learn how to develop this skill and virtue throughout a lifetime.

    Forgiveness is a concept as old as humanity. Nearly every significant culture and religion in human history have recorded a definition for this action, and most are very similar. If we once again consider the transition from winter dormancy to spring awakening: should the dormant tree choose to dwell on the events of the winter past, then it will fail to leaf out in the spring, and its demise will quickly follow. Unfortunate circumstances and less than ideal life events outside of one’s control are inevitable. Forgiveness is the fundamental skill behind recovery, the state of positivity, optimism, and ultimately, happiness.

    The challenge I issue to the Heber Valley for the spring of 2021 is not a light one. Inventory the top three offenses harbored in your life (you know, the big ones held close to your identity) — and choose to let them go without qualifications. Engage positivity and optimism. Think bigger than yourself. Create the future that we all want to live. Let us anew. If you do this, you will change yourself at your core, find happiness, and brighten the lives of all those you encounter.

    Thank you, once again, for your support of Heber Valley Life magazine. The feedback we have received from the Heber Valley has kept us buoyant in the past year’s storm. I hope you find the contents of this spring 2021 release as genuine and uplifting as the Heber Valley is today.

  • Make That Change

    Make That Change

    I am a stubborn individual. Many times I have pondered whether this character attribute is, in fact, a virtue or a vice. I can see how being persistent in certain circumstances has led me to personal success. I can also see instances where my refusal to alter a course has brought unnecessary hardship to my life. I suppose the answer lies somewhere within the fabled words of Kenny Rogers in that you need to “know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, know when to walk away and know when to run.”

    Life is a gamble these days. The status quo that we knew — even one year ago — no longer exists. The paradigm is shifting to an undefined end. In our current social, political, and economic environment: victories are most often rewarded to those with the most flexibility. However, change is intimidating; and just like a game of cards, making the wrong choice can set you back farther than where you started. The weight of deciding how and when to change any variable of your life can be paralyzing. How does one determine when it is most prudent to stay the course or make a change?

    Start by prioritizing regular time for personal introspection. Quiet and meditative time can open windows into your deeper self. I believe that there is a light within our consciousness that (being unaffected by all things temporal) can help us see how things are instead of how they appear. All you have to do is slow yourself down and detach from the world enough to catch a glimpse of that wisdom and light.

    Ponder your situation and derive an implementable solution. There is little good in taking on problems that are outside of your sphere of influence. I turn to the oft-quoted ‘Serenity Prayer’ when mitigating stress or anxiety created by things that “I cannot change.”

    God grant me the SERENITY to accept the things I cannot change, COURAGE to change the things I can, and WISDOM to know the difference.

    Reinhold Niebuhr, American Theologian, 1951

    Sins of omission are real. With that stated: it is imperative to recognize that you, as an individual, have little to no control over certain things. Understanding this will help in prioritizing what an implementable change is and what it is not. If the ailment is something that you cannot do anything about — emotionally letting go of that thing could be the exact change needed to find your center again.

    When looking to make the world a better place, it is imperative to get your foundation in order first. Make those changes in your own life that will allow you to be a shining example to others first. If you can define your unique personal values: you develop a base of support that will enable you to share yourself with others.

    Strength and leadership principles originate in the home. The next place to implement change is at the family level. Strive to create harmony within the relationships that matter most. When outside personal and professional networks see a caring and confident human being with all of their personal affairs in order — they will be more inclined to hear your message.

    My challenge to the Heber Valley is to make 2021 a better year than it’s predecessor. We have virtually no control over natural disasters, disease, or pestilence. We may not have much influence at the Federal or State levels of government. However, every individual CAN make changes that will affect their strength and happiness. You can choose to find gratitude in an environment ripe with fear and disaster. We can all positively influence those people that we interact with daily. That is within our control.

    Thank you for supporting Heber Valley Life magazine. We live in the best mountain community in the American West. It is my genuine pleasure to highlight those that make it so every season of the year.

  • Leaning In

    Leaning In

    “Things are tough all over,” a phrase coined by a popular movie from the early 1980’s — but every bit as accurate today as it was then. Surrounded by a national economic crisis, social instability, and political unrest, I think it is crucial to acknowledge that this is not the first time that any of these things have happened in our great nation.

    If we look back at the pioneers that settled in the Heber Valley, we would recognize how difficult life was for them. An expression commonly used by these pioneers when circumstances became difficult was “put your shoulder to the wheel.” This expression originated in 17th century Europe. It references the fairly common event of a wagon wheel becoming stuck in the mud. The pull of the livestock becoming insufficient would require the operator to get into the mire behind the carriage and push. One might say that as the situation became complicated, a certain degree of physically ‘leaning in’ was required to overcome the difficulties.

    Trials evoke three innate personality tendencies that echo across all creation: some choose to fight, some opt to flee, and some decide to freeze. I like this reality because we, as individuals, still have the opportunity to override our base programming and choose our outcome.

    In the case of the lodged wagon wheel — paralysis in the face of the challenge will not get the cart out of the bog, get you home for dinner or anywhere else for that matter. You are, quite simply, stuck without any further options. Abandoning the wagon may not be the best long term solution either. This choice would undoubtedly have additional social, political, and economic consequences in the days to follow as the rest of the village addresses the issue on your behalf. Sometimes challenges — as undesirable as the reality may be — require us to roll up our shirt sleeves individually, wade waist-deep into a mud puddle, and lean in with all of our physical might. If one was able to put the options and outcomes all out on a spreadsheet, it is understandable that, more often than not, ‘the fight’ is the only way out of the muck.

    Becoming proactive and leaning into your current obstacles is the first challenge I will issue to the community this fall. The second is to do it with a positive attitude. Doing a thing is not always enough. When you can address your challenges with an optimistic outlook, you become a leader and a shining light for others that are struggling. Your example will help others choose the fight and, hopefully, to do so with a positive attitude.

    I am perpetually humbled by the feedback I receive and this community’s support of Heber Valley Life magazine. Thank you. I hope that our family of readers, subscribers, sponsors, contributors, and advertisers feel inspired and uplifted, exploring our fall 2020 edition.

  • Power in Positivity

    Power in Positivity

    By Ryan Bunnell
    Publisher, Heber Valley Life Magazine

    “Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself in your way of thinking.”

    – Marcus Aurelius –

    ANXIETY. It is safe to say that every single one of us has processed this feeling in the past several months. This edition of Heber Valley Life magazine has been written and assembled in the middle of the Wasatch County ‘Stay at Home’ order for the COVID-19 pandemic. The continued and now amplified disruption of ‘normal’ to the Heber Valley has affected every one of us. With that disruption, we are all forced to decide how we want to address the fear of change and the grief associated with the loss of what things were yesterday.

    We, as the creative and production team behind Heber Valley Life, have had to cycle through the stress of the COVID-19 lockdown as a group. Our office was named an essential business due to our printing capabilities, our media voice, and our professional relationships with governmental and healthcare entities within the Heber Valley. Amidst monitoring social media accounts, we could observe all of the ‘stay at home’ jokes, activities, trends, panics, political spins, and a barometric reading into what the rest of the workforce was doing. Tiger shows, toilet paper jokes, memes, conspiracies, and homemade dance videos meant little to us as we were all still very much at work — struggling with amplified project timelines in a dysfunctional marketplace while, correspondingly, feeling great uncertainty about all things related to the future.

    As a team, we have been able to process our grief together. The timely distribution of this very book stands as our proof. I am proud of our team, and of how we have adapted to the new normal of change and uncertainty.

    How does one become a ‘positive community voice?’ It is not easy. The most natural and seductive of mental pathways will employ fear and outrage as a vehicle to engage minds. In an environment where this tactic is prominently used: it takes a tremendous amount of self-discipline to observe without reacting, to accept those things that you can or cannot influence, and to choose gratitude over general negativity. Finding knowledge (without becoming emotionally ‘triggered’) coupled with a grateful attitude will change your entire outlook on life. Once you accept this shift in perception, you will become a beacon for innovation and positivity to all of those that surround you.

    PEACE is as real of an emotion as anxiety. If you acknowledge the existence of one, then you have to accept the other as an equal and opposite reality. When individuals can accept feelings of peace more willingly than anxiety, then miracles happen. Physical and spiritual healing follows. Entire countenances change. It is powerful. It is real. I have seen it.

    I am grateful for the opportunity we have to assemble this book each season of the year. I am grateful for all of our overwhelming community support from both our readers and advertisers. I am grateful for the contributors and the team that allows this project to happen. The summer 2020 volume of Heber Valley Life has a lot of heart built into it — all generated from our Heber Valley community. I hope you all enjoy this edition. Thank you again for your interest and support of Heber Valley Life magazine.

  • Breaking The Mold

    Breaking The Mold

    I have heard it popularly stated that by small and simple things – great things could be accomplished. Spring is a season where I feel this principle is illustrated quite clearly in nature. Consider the example of a small and seemingly insignificant seed, perhaps even invisible to the eye, that has been lying dormant under a blanket of organic cover and snow since autumn. As the snow melts and the temperature increases, that seed begins to germinate and comes to life. Within a relatively short window, that seed grows into a plant and then vegetation of a much larger scale. The plant begins its photosynthesis cycle and converts carbon dioxide into the oxygen that many of the other inhabitants of our planet need to sustain life. It doesn’t take a very long progression to see how a small and seemingly insignificant seed can have a great impact on many other things in orders far greater than the seed itself could imagine.

    I feel this pattern reflects a principle in our own lives as human beings. When one considers the billions of humans that have lived and are currently living, one would have to be disconnected from reality to consider the self greater than the harmonic standard of the species. On a cellular level, this might be true – much like the single and inconsequential seed, one of the billions scattered across a dormant field of grass. Within each of us, I believe we have more potential than an, albeit complex, cellular accident of nature solely destined to consume, reproduce, and perish. Perhaps the individual seed sitting in its place as one of the billions would perceive itself in a similar humility. From our human order or observation, we know that the seed has potential, and its life is necessary to the collective whole. It would stand to reason that, given an understanding of its situation, the seed would have little comprehension of what it could become and how significant it could be to variables that it does not know to exist.

    Is it possible then, that each or any of us, given our numeric inconsequentiality, could make a difference or even have an impact on the greater whole? The act of a seedling breaking out of its casing creates a chain of events that may lead to something greater. I have seen this in many people’s lives as they are required to reinvent themselves professionally, take a moral stand on a principle that they believe in, or choose to create peace by illustrating tolerance towards another’s point of view.

    In the initial tender stages of a germinating seed, it requires a relatively great exertion of strength to split its casing. It takes courage, will power, and strength to change or split our respective seed casings confining us to intellectual, emotional, spiritual, or professional dormancy. Once the courage to grow has been initiated: roots can spread, stalks can develop, and leaves can unfurl. Only hindsight will tell that a small act of courage in a sliver of time had a changing impact on a sphere greater than one could imagine possible.

    By this line of logic, I feel it fair to state that one individual can make a difference, but the choice to do so lies within the individual. One must first initiate the courage to change and then exercise the strength to make it happen. The level of possibility depends on the coding within the individual – but the potential is within us all. I hope that as the citizens of the Heber Valley ponder this concept this spring, that we decide to use our energy to build up others and the budding community around us. Choosing to be a positive influence is contagious and a much-needed salve in our societal status quo. Criticism without a viable solution is a coward’s path. I challenge the community to break your respective molds of confinement by implementing positive thought and solution-based dialogue into your daily routines.

    Thank you for your continued support of Heber Valley Life. I hope you truly enjoy our spring 2020 collection of thoughts and stories.

  • How Human Are You?

    How Human Are You?

    One of my all-time favorite science fiction stories centers around a dystopian future in the San Francisco of 2021. In Phillip K. Dick’s 1968 classic “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep,” Earth is suffering from the remnant radiation of a global nuclear war. All remaining life is cherished. Due to scarcity in the marketplace, possessing something like a house pet is prohibitively expensive while, at the same time, encouraged in a society that values life above all else.

    Thus, bending to the empathetic tendencies of humans, the free market created solutions for those who wanted animals in their lives via synthetic genetic engineering. Such technologies were eventually transferred from animal to human forms to assist in the difficult circumstances involved with terraforming and recolonizing the planet Mars.

    To avoid some of the moral complications tied to genetically engineered human beings, these “androids” were not allowed on Earth. Like most well-intended but near-sighted laws, this created a black market for androids, which in turn required a special police force to “retire” rogue androids.

    The concept of empathy is almost religious to this future society. With all life in jeopardy, it is now fashionable to be sensitive toward life other than your own. Paradoxically, the synthetic humans are programmed to have no capacity for experiencing emotion where it pertains to the inconvenience or suffering of another. The further irony woven into this tale is that the human bounty hunter that stalks and murders these androids proves to be less empathetic than the very synthetics that he is “retiring.”

    I believe that science fiction is a grand genre because its fantastical nature allows authors to address societal trends and problems without triggering programmed emotional responses. In the case of “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep,” I believe Dick’s underlying premise is to explore the definition of what it is to be “human.” Dick’s classic implies that humanity is unique because of its capacity to be empathetic. Our problem, however, stems from our animalistic instinct to be innately selfish. It takes conscious work and effort to put away those natural tendencies and embrace the one thing that defines and separates us from the rest of the animal kingdom: empathy.

    When a difficult scenario arises, and you have an opposing opinion from your neighbor, how do you handle it? Are you able to separate from your innate primal, emotional or self-focused response and entertain the idea from another’s viewpoint?

    Contrary to the programming provided in mainstream media outlets: I believe that a cultured citizen must not only entertain but also respect someone else’s belief for what it is. Doing so does not require you to change your own core beliefs, and there is no physical harm incurred by hearing an opposing viewpoint. Gleaning from another’s experience is how we learn – and learning can break down fear, stereotypes and prejudice. Being able to listen to a neighbor and consider his or her viewpoint is both empathetic and definitively human.

    There is an unprecedented amount of growth happening in the Heber Valley. As our community grows, there are, and will continue to be, changes that we as citizens will have differing opinions over. I propose that being able to attend a public forum and civilly discuss and question the difficult issues that face our community is not only acceptable but also essential to maintaining our civil liberties.

    Politely listening to another’s viewpoint has historically been a standard of culture and civilization. Going back to the cultural revolution of the 1960s, it would seem that the virtue of empathetic debate amongst citizens has left the U.S. culture and has been replaced by reactionary, emotional and uncompromising rhetoric. I believe that Phillip K. Dick saw this happening and forecasted the status quo of selfishness in today’s society.

    I believe we can do better than the country’s current societal trend within the mountainous confines of the Heber Valley. It all starts with a proactive, individual decision to be willing to think outside of yourself and listen to your neighbor. Give it a try and see how it goes!

    Thank you for your continued support of Heber Valley Life.

  • The Taxonomy of an Identity

    The Taxonomy of an Identity

    I love taking nature walks with my children in the Heber Valley and the fall season is arguably one of the most favorable climates in which to do so. Sometimes we walk the Provo River trails and other times we head for higher ground on any of the numerous and growing trail systems along the benches of the valley. As the children explore, we discuss the taxonomy or identity of the various life forms on the walk.

    The children drink it up. I attempt to point out the unique characteristics of each plant and insect with a focus toward the traits that specialize them to their location. We discuss why some excel in one particular location and not in another. We try to connect the common threads that allow them to all harmoniously exist and create one balanced system.

    It is beautiful to consider the complexity and diversity found in nature; with its perpetual struggle and the corresponding balance. Even with all of the daily strife and diversity, the local wildlife is still tied together with commonalities that bond them into a singular ecosystem.

    I believe there is a parallel between this natural trend and the condensed community dwellings of Homo sapiens.

    An individual city — or group of cities that collectively make a community — will have a wonderful variety of citizens harboring varying skills, opinions, beliefs and backgrounds that build a beautiful, albeit complex and diverse, network of humans. Similar to the uniquely-beautiful ecosystem that surrounds us, a world without diversity or struggle would be without interest and of little worth.

    I believe a community’s blanket of identity is its binding element amongst all of the chaos of everyday life. Much like the climate dictating the specialization of traits in the natural world, this blanket of identity wraps itself around the core thoughts and attitudes of the citizens.

    What is our identity as the Heber Valley? What do we want to be? What is our “brand?” Can we do better than the cliché coined by Mr. David Allen Coe as a community “… where bikers stare at cowboys who are laughing at the hippies, who are praying they’ll get outta here alive?” Certainly, if we are unable to get past petty labels, snap judgements and a brand identity of obstinate and hard-walled niches, that clichéd bias could be a possible future for us all.

    Within the pages of this magazine we strive to celebrate the uniqueness and diversity of the residents of the Heber Valley. We believe that with recognition comes familiarity — and through familiarity and a willingness to change we can decrease stereotypes, prejudice and bias.

    Autumn is a time of transition. The challenge I issue to the community this fall is to inventory your social fears; whether they be toward individuals, trends or changes. If you find that those fears have no merit or value, I encourage you to have the courage to change during this, the very season of transition.

    Thank you for your continued support of Heber Valley Life magazine.

  • Living Sculpture

    Living Sculpture

    One of my personal hobbies is styling and tending to bonsai trees. The overall goal behind the art of bonsai is to create a portable window into nature in the form of a potted tree. That tree, in miniature, should illustrate all of the characteristics of an ancient and venerated monument of endurance and survival as it may be found on the mountain itself.

    The discipline involves, initially, creating a design or a plan generated from careful observation of the natural characteristics of the tree. A good design will enhance and capitalize on what is already provided by the uniqueness of the specimen to be styled.

    That plan is then enacted by manipulating the tree through bending, cutting and even rooting the tree in an impoverished soil medium so that the overall growth can be controlled by fertilizer as determined necessary by the tender of the tree.

    When a tree is young, the stylist will often make drastic alterations that put a tremendous amount of stress on the tree. It is easier for the tree to recover and grow into its new shape if the alterations are done in its youth. Some of these alterations can leave scars that take years to grow back over.

    While the tree is being transformed by the cutting, bending and wiring process, it is often unsightly. From the vision of a bonsai artist: he or she understands that, while stressful, the alterations are necessary to create the most beautiful future for the tree.

    Every three to four years a bonsai tree will need to be repotted — especially if it is to remain in the same container. As a root develops it calluses and will no longer take in water. The bonsai adapts by growing new, tender roots that are able to provide this life-sustaining function. When a bonsai tree is repotted, the stylist will often leave the above ground “nebari” for aesthetics and cut out the other larger and non-essential roots. This act of removing the larger roots prevents them from binding and choking out the smaller and vital vessels needed for the uptake of the life- essential water.

    The bonsai artist studies, considers and understands the patterns of nature. The custodian of the tree cannot command that the tree stops growing when he or she becomes happy with its appearance. The tree will continue to grow and sometimes the initial design plan will need to be modified to prevent any unchecked growth from destroying what makes that particular tree special.

    I propose that the Heber Valley, today, could be likened unto a bonsai tree in training. We are lucky as a community to have obvious physical characteristics that can be enhanced and embellished upon. We are also lucky to have some visionary “stylists” that are stepping up to address the fact that our optimal environment is creating an unchecked pattern of growth. Our container is small and will require some specific and implementable planning if we are to embrace an extraordinary future.

    Our destiny is far from being set. One certainty, however, is that we will continue to grow. Pablo Picasso is quoted stating, “Every act of creation begins with an act of destruction.” The disruption of the status quo is difficult because change and uncertainty are inherently scary. If we accept the fact that we cannot stifle the growth or its speed, then we need to create a plan — based on real and implementable solutions given our current circumstances — that provides our tree the best opportunity to be beautiful, interesting and to fit within the provided container that is our geographical valley.

    My summer challenge to the community is to think about our tree as a whole. Each leaf, branch and root effects the overall, but cannot survive individually. Let us all work together toward the overall success of our tree.

  • Tread Lightly

    Tread Lightly

    The transition from winter dormancy to tender spring awakenings has a soft spot in my heart. Our mountain desert environment is so harsh, and yet the most delicate and intricate flora and fauna have somehow become specialized enough to survive our seasonal transitions. The annual rebirth is a miracle in my eyes.

    When those frail and dainty, newly-emerged little shoots start to stick their heads out from the left-over blanket of expired vegetation of seasons past, I cannot help but think about their – albeit temporary – vulnerability. If a passerby were to exert any level of physical dominance at this stage of the plant’s life, it would certainly perish.

    On the other hand; the very same passerby has an opportunity to practice kindness. An opportunity to celebrate how precious and unique each of the plants’ lives are through observation, thought and admiration.

    Is it possible for a human being to feel empathy for a plant? Empathy is, by definition, the ability to understand and share the feelings of another. It requires stepping out of one’s self and taking the time to thoughtfully consider what it would be like to exist within another being’s spiritual and temporal situation. While vegetative empathy may be a higher-level goal in your personal Zen progression, there are many of your very same taxonomic rank – of whom you interact with daily – you can practice developing empathy with.

    I believe the Heber Valley could be an even nicer place to dwell if our residents could be more empathetic towards fellow citizens and local merchants. My spring challenge to the community is to refrain from making a judgement until you have adequately considered the other’s side of the situation.

    Before you write that “one star” review or demand reimbursement, before you downplay to your peers the services provided, before filing a formal complaint or enacting any level of personal boycott: just think about the people your decision will affect and assess the potential outcomes of your actions. This is a very small community and every action creates ripple effects. Let us all not step on any newly-sprouted wildflowers. I hope you enjoy this volume of Heber Valley Life magazine! Thank you for celebrating the season and our wonderful community with us.

  • Layer Upon Layer Of Snow

    Layer Upon Layer Of Snow

    One of my favorite life moments is to wake up on a cold, crisp winter morning only to find that a new, deep layer of snow is covering the existing landscape. I love to gaze upon an unblemished field of light, fluffy powder. I adore that fresh coating of pure white; clinging to the trees and softening the rocky summit line of our surrounding mountain landscape — only noticeable after the clouds break and the light returns with all of its blinding clarity. I delight in how the snow drifts and covers everything that I once knew as the native perennial landscape.

    After many years of living in snow country, I find myself reflecting as to “why?” What is it about this weather event that so captures my heart and mind? Why would something as benign as the accumulation of phase-changed atmospheric precipitation cause my “inner child” to resurface?
    At one point I thought the answer involved recreational pastimes, but my “middle-aged self” has come to believe the feelings originate from a deeper source.

    White is, by definition, the absence of all other hues. It is the essence of cleanliness — an unblemished and pure beginning to a pallet of color. Our natural landscape is a melee saturation of colors and textures. There are so many color complexities that I dare not to believe they could ever be fully cataloged. Our daily, individual lives could be likened unto a similar complexity of color saturation.
    When I see a new covering of white burying the landscape, it has come to represent forgiveness and an opportunity to let old offenses go and begin life anew.

    As we receive each new blanket of snow this winter, I encourage and challenge the citizens of the Heber Valley to recognize all-encompassing, new opportunities to forgive past offenses and to move forward with cleanliness and optimism.

    The Heber Valley is a small place. Complexities will inevitably arise within our dealings. The ability to forgive each other for those complexities will allow us, as citizens, to experience joy, fulfillment and the positive community growth we strive to promote within this publication.
    Thank you for supporting Heber Valley Life magazine!

  • History In The Making

    History In The Making

    The autumn landscape is a perpetual sequence of change. Within a slight glimmer of time the heat of the high desert summer passes, days grow shorter, the landscape itself explodes with a celebration of color and morphs into a preparatory state suitable for the endurance of the season to come.

    As we assembled this volume of Heber Valley Life magazine I have seen a likeness between the autumnal transition and the condition of the Heber Valley. The Heber Valley stands in its own transitional period. The acknowledgement of change forces an individual to make a perceptual choice between past, present and future. One can choose to look at the deciduous leaves on the side of an autumn mountain landscape and feel disappointment that the green is gone, another can see the change of landscape and experience anxiety over the anticipation of winter, while yet another looks at the beauty of the moment and feels joy. The reality of the mountains is constant. However, a variance of viewers may choose to experience a broad spectrum of emotion from their own observations.

    The components that build our community are equally spectacular to our landscape. Throughout this fall edition of Heber Valley Life, we honor our civic history and the individuals that have brought us to where we are today. We promote a positive community identity that is proud of where it has been — a community that prepares for the future with both excitement and wisdom.

    There will likely not be another generation in the Heber Valley that has as many opportunities to transform the actual face of our community as we have today. Our challenge is to embrace this reality with optimism and revere the transition. We are history in the making.

  • Who Are The People In Your Neighborhood?

    Who Are The People In Your Neighborhood?

    The seasonal transition from spring to summer in the mountains is a magical time. The deciduous landscape itself morphs from sterile dormancy to a vibrant, colorful and delightful palate of texture and color. The air is scented with the fragrance of blooming flowers, the dampness of the river bottom and the crisp cleanness that drapes our mountain summits. Children can be found playing in the streets, riding bicycles and celebrating the open-ended freedom of long summer days with limited obligations. Yardwork commences and gardens are planted.

    As individuals, summer institutes the shedding of the literal and symbolic layers that protect us from the harshness of winter. For most of us it is quite easy to sort away our favorite winter “puffy jacket” and once again don the shorts and T-shirts of summers’ past. What seems to be more difficult for all of us “grown-ups,” however, is to make ourselves as willingly available to our friends and neighbors as we are to receiving the first sunburn of the season.

    Contrary to mainstream philosophy: it is perfectly acceptable to have a differing opinion with a neighbor and still be able to send the proverbial “hi-diddly-ho neighbor” across the freshly-mowed lawn. An even better standard would be to celebrate our differences and end neighborly divisiveness.

    So here is the Heber Valley Life challenge for the summer: be accepting of your neighbors.

    Barbeque in your front yard and prepare a little extra just in case. Learn something new about each of the people that share your space. Look past petty stereotypes and discover just who are the people in your neighborhood. I am willing to wager that you have more in common than you might think.

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