Value for Saturday of Week 14 in the season of Sowing

Cultivating and Nurturing Self-Esteem

Self-esteem (how do I feel about myself?)

  • Women with low self-esteem love bad boys. Women who have work to do love bad boys. Women who love themselves love good men. [attributed to Tracy McMillan]
  • The biggest thing you can give a kid is self-esteem, so that they’re not shy to do different things. [Magnus Scheving]

Approximately a dozen ligaments hold together the human knee. If any of them is injured, the function of the knee is impaired, as a whole. So it is with the elements of self-worth, including self-esteem.

Of all the subsidiary concepts within the global concept of self-worth, self-esteem is the most widely studied and reported, probably because self-esteem emanates from the limbic system, the seat of our emotions. No matter what we may think of ourselves rationally, and no matter how competent we may be in our behavior, if we do not feel good about ourselves, then we are, almost by definition, unhappy, and our ability to live fully will be compromised. Impaired self-esteem is like an injury to one of the knee’s collateral ligaments: it will impair overall function more severely than will an impairment to any of the knee’s other ligaments.

Self-esteem has a significant to profound impact on life issues such as education and learning, happiness, belonging, and success, and overall health and well-being. However, self-esteem can be a mixed bag. “. . . people with psychopathic personality disorders are characterised by high self-esteem, unconstructive strategies of planning actions and non-adaptive styles of coping with stress.” High self-esteem can produce “egotistical illusions (that) interfere with self-regulation processes.” On balance, though, self-esteem’s effects are positive for individuals and for society at large.

Real

True Narratives

Technical and Analytical Readings

Photographs

Documentary and Educational Films

Imaginary

Fictional Narratives

Novels:

From the dark side, shame:

In this scene, the priest Claude Frollo confronts his actions, and his lust without expression of Love for Esmeralda.

. . . frightful ideas thronged his mind. Once more he could see clearly into his soul, and he shuddered. He thought of that unhappy girl who had destroyed him, and whom he had destroyed. He cast a haggard eye over the double, tortuous way which fate had caused their two destinies to pursue up to their point of intersection, where it had dashed them against each other without mercy. He meditated on the folly of eternal vows, on the vanity of chastity, of science, of religion, of virtue, on the uselessness of God. He plunged to his heart’s content in evil thoughts, and in proportion as he sank deeper, he felt a Satanic laugh burst forth within him.  And as he thus sifted his soul to the bottom, when he perceived how large a space nature had prepared there for the passions, he sneered still more bitterly. He stirred up in the depths of his heart all his hatred, all his malevolence; and, with the cold glance of a physician who examines a patient, he recognized the fact that this malevolence was nothing but vitiated love; that love, that source of every virtue in man, turned to horrible things in the heart of a priest, and that a man constituted like himself, in making himself a priest, made himself a demon. Then he laughed frightfully, and suddenly became pale again, when he considered the most sinister side of his fatal passion, of that corrosive, venomous malignant, implacable love, which had ended only in the gibbet for one of them and in hell for the other; condemnation for her, damnation for him. Then from the captain, his thought passed to the people, and there came to him a jealousy of an unprecedented sort. He reflected that the people also, the entire populace, had had before their eyes the woman whom he loved exposed almost naked. He writhed his arms with agony as he thought that the woman whose form, caught by him alone in the darkness would have been supreme happiness, had been delivered up in broad daylight at full noonday, to a whole people, clad as for a night of voluptuousness. He wept with rage over all these mysteries of love, profaned, soiled, laid bare, withered forever. He wept with rage as he pictured to himself how many impure looks had been gratified at the sight of that badly fastened shift, and that this beautiful girl, this virgin lily, this cup of modesty and delight, to which he would have dared to place his lips only trembling, had just been transformed into a sort of public bowl, whereat the vilest populace of Paris, thieves, beggars, lackeys, had come to quaff in common an audacious, impure, and depraved pleasure. And when he sought to picture to himself the happiness which he might have found upon earth, if she had not been a gypsy, and if he had not been a priest, if Phœbus had not existed and if she had loved him; when he pictured to himself that a life of serenity and love would have been possible to him also, even to him; that there were at that very moment, here and there upon the earth, happy couples spending the hours in sweet converse beneath orange trees, on the banks of brooks, in the presence of a setting sun, of a starry night; and that if God had so willed, he might have formed with her one of those blessed couples,—his heart melted in tenderness and despair. Oh! she! still she! It was this fixed idea which returned incessantly, which tortured him, which ate into his brain, and rent his vitals. He did not regret, he did not repent; all that he had done he was ready to do again; he preferred to behold her in the hands of the executioner rather than in the arms of the captain. But he suffered; he suffered so that at intervals he tore out handfuls of his hair to see whether it were not turning white. [Victor Hugo, Notre-Dame de Paris, or, The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1831), Volume II, Book Ninth, Chapter I, “Delirium”.]

Novels from the dark side:

Poetry

Music: Composers, artists, and major works

Known for his “sweet, lyrical sound”, Art Pepper played jazz saxophone in a straight-ahead style that avoided excessive showiness or drama, yet highlighted Pepper’s mastery of his instrument and the art form. “From the beginning Art’s playing combined a tender delicacy of tone with a purity of narrative line—a gift for storytelling that was made irresistible by an inherent, dancing, shouting, moaning inability to ever stop swinging. He was one of the few alto players to resist the style and tone of Charlie Parker.” His personal life, though, was a mess. “Art Pepper is one of only a handful of jazz artists whose life story is perhaps as well known as his recordings.” Heroin addiction and repeated incarcerations marred his personal life and disrupted his career. Yet he played as if to say “I feel good about myself.” As Pepper explained: “If you have individuality in music, it's something to hold on to.” In addition to his complete Galaxy recordings and “Promise Kept: The Complete Artists House Recordings” (299’), his releases are substantial. This documentary film chronicled the life of this “jazz survivor”. 

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Flute Concerti:

Other compositions:

Albums:

From the dark side:

Music: songs and other short pieces

  • Steve Lacy and the Riccardo Fassi Trio, “Esteem

Visual Arts

Film and Stage

This Is Our Story

A religion of values and Ethics, driven by love and compassion, informed by science and reason.

PART ONE: OUR STORY

First ingredient: Distinctions. What is the core and essence of being human? What is contentment, or kindliness, or Love? What is gentleness, or service, or enthusiasm, or courage? If you follow the links, you see at a glance what these concepts mean.

PART TWO: ANALYSIS

This site would be incomplete without an analytical framework. After you have digested a few of the examples, feel free to explore the ideas behind the model. I would be remiss if I did not give credit to my inspiration for this work: the Human Faith Project of Calvin Chatlos, M.D. His demonstration of a model for Human Faith began my exploration of this subject matter.

A RELIGION OF VALUES

A baby first begins to learn about the world by experiencing it. A room may be warm or cool. The baby learns that distinction. As a toddler, the child may strike her head with a rag doll, and see that it is soft; then strike her head with a wooden block, and see that it is hard. Love is a distinction: she loves me, or she doesn’t love me. This is true of every human value:

justice, humility, wisdom, courage . . . every single one of them.

This site is dedicated to exploring those distinctions. It is based on a model of values that you can read about on the “About” page. However, the best way to learn about what is in here is the same as the baby’s way of learning about the world: open the pages, and see what happens.

ants organic action machines

Octavio Ocampo, Forever Always

Jacek Yerka, House over the Waterfall

Norman Rockwell, Carefree Days Ahead

WHAT YOU WILL SEE HERE

When you open tiostest.wpengine.com, you will see a human value identified at the top of the page. The value changes daily. These values are designed to follow the seasons of the year.

You will also see an overview of the value, or subject for the day, and then two columns of materials.

The left-side column presents true narratives, which include biographies, memoirs, histories, documentary films and the like; and also technical and analytical writings.

The right-side columns presents the work of the human imagination: fictional novels and stories, music, visual art, poetry and fictional film.

Each entry is presented to help identify the value. Open some of the links and experience our human story, again. It belongs to us all, and each of us is a part of it.

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