Education Inflation

It used to be that to have a bachelor's degree was good. To have a master's degree was exceptional and a Ph.D. was extraordinary. But once everyone got a bachelor's degree, that wasn't good enough anymore. Then more people started getting master's degrees.  The people who previously had masters degrees then went back to school again to  Ph.D.'s.  

I recently had a conversation with a person who got a new job this past year.  She has a bachelor's degree. She is doing very well at her job and performing all the tasks required of her, and then some, I'm sure.  But now "they" have told her that she needs to earn a master's degree in order to keep her job.  Now don't get me wrong, I'm all for education.  I'm all for learning.  (Learner and input are in my top 5 strengths.) I'm also an intelligent person, but it is beyond me why it is logical to require someone to go into debt (with school loans because they are not paying for said required education), add extra stress on one's schedule (for ongoing classes), and probably cause them to either be a worse employee or have so much stress that it causes them to be sick.  What is truly the benefit? Perhaps an overhaul of the system is in order.

Here's another example.  I've mentioned my mom before. She has been very successful in a lot of arenas.  She currently runs the Prison Trained K9 Companion Program for the state of Colorado.  Not only does she run it, she started it. (Go, Mom!) She doesn't have a bachelor's degree, yet she created and maintains a self funded, successful program that rehabilitates unwanted dogs...and people, on many levels. Yet she still gets grief for not having a college degree. I know I'm biased, but it almost seems that "they" want to feel better about the money and time "they" spent on their own college degrees.

This world is changing.  Yes, I still want my kids to go to college.  But they will work while they're there...and neither my kids or my husband and I will be going into debt over it.  Statistics show that kids who work while in college graduate faster and get better grades anyway. There are so many ways to learn now that are so much less expensive than college.  Online learning through courses and mentoring programs have a much more personalized angle. Coaching programs with experienced business people are everywhere, and often free or minimal cost. Apprenticeship programs are not a thing of the past.  I've even seen intensive learning programs that are short in length, but high in content and quality--lasting weeks instead of years.

It just doesn't make sense anymore to get a degree "just" to get a degree. Get it because you want to learn or gain new skills. Question the "theys" when they want you to get a degree just because.  How can you restructure your learning?

I'll step off my soapbox now.  I'm sure I'll step on some toes with this post, but I do welcome your feedback and civil discussion in the comments below.

Make it a beautiful day, friends.

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No More Brain For You

Space that is.  Brain space.  I'm not giving anymore brain space to anchors.  Now it sounds like I'm talking in some weird code jibberish, but I'm pretty sure you know what I mean.  An anchor is one of those people that, simply put, drags you down...like an anchor on a boat.  Sometimes they are a random person that has come into your life, and sometimes it's a not so random family member or a co-worker...that there is no getting away from.

Sometimes we can use that anchor. Sometimes we can let the anchor motivate us.  When I say motivate, I'm not saying get mad.  Mad is not the same as motivate.  Rather, let it motivate you to define yourself.  Let it motivate you to clarify who you are and what you want and to create further understanding in your own brain about who you truly are.  I had an anchor experience last weekend, and it prompted this post about who I am and how I feel about myself.

It is never my intent to be an anchor, but if I am an anchor to you, please drop me.  But let's explore some ideas for a moment before you do that; I am happy for you even when your success is different than mine, so I'm pretty sure I'm not the anchor in that situation.  And I'd much rather have the hard conversation and you tell me how I'm being an anchor to you, so I can work on that myself. I'm fairly certain I won't continue to be the anchor there...so maybe you are your own anchor.

Either way, I am choosing to not dwell on the negative.  I'm choosing to fill my mind with things that are growing me in a positive direction.  I'm choosing to let the anchors go be anchors somewhere else...even though they continue to be in my life.  I am choosing to have positive anchors such as truth from God's word, encouraging words from friends and family that truly know me, and hope that I am following the path the I know God has given to me.

Make it a beautiful day, friends.

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I Like Me in 82 Words

I like me.

I am proud of who I am.

I like who I am on the inside.

...and the outside.

I'm not perfect.

I will never be perfect in this life.

I like me anyway.

I am beautiful.

I am intelligent.

I am tenacious.

I am creative.

I am an artist in so many ways.

I am not selfish.

I am a caretaker.

Who someone else is doesn't change who I am.  Even when they don't like me.

I like me.


What do you need to remind yourself of today?
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Phone-y Observations

When I was growing up, we obviously didn't have cell phones.  I certainly didn't have my own cell phone and I absolutely didn't text.  When we wanted to play with our friends, we walked ourselves to their door, knocked on it and asked whomever came to the door if our friend could come out and play. It wasn't hard.  It was what we did.  

In that simple act, we learned several little life lessons.  First, we learned to ask and sometimes face a little rejection ("No.  Sally can't come out today.  She has to finish her homework." Etc.), and then move on.  We learned to get out of our comfort zone and just ask, whether we no the answer will be what we want to hear or not.  We moved.  We got outside and actually walked to our friend's house, and then we played until the streetlights came on, or until our mom's yelled out the front door (no text!).  At what point did we stop making our kids go outside and play?

Here's another phone-y observation: kids don't know how to talk on the phone.  One of my students is old enough to have a girlfriend (and has a lovely, sweet one), but he doesn't call her.  What?  When I was dating my hubby (yes, I know that was 900 years ago), we started dating in the summer and then I went back to college...250 miles away.  We talked on the phone everyday.  I'm actually thankful for that time (even back then I was thankful) because I really got to know him...beyond just his hotness. We chose to talk and learn the nuances of each others voice inflection and to communicate.  I wasn't thankful for the long distance phone bills, though.  Yes, kids, we actually had to pay extra to call someone outside of our town.  Yes, I know I'm sounding really old right now.

Don't get me wrong.  I love texting.  For my scattered mind, it is completely helpful to be able to shoot a quick text to someone in the middle of the day when I'm working on something else.  I love being able to schedule a text to my hair dresser when I know she'll be at her shop when I remember something at 9:30 on Saturday night.  It's fantastic to be able to coordinate with all 12 members of my small group Bible study via one message.  I think it's fabulous to send a quick "I love you" message to my husband or kids in the middle of the day.  (Just to be clear, my 11-year-old doesn't have a cell phone.) I just think something is lost when our kids don't have to answer the phone and not know who it is...to just be polite for politeness' sake.

Do you need this fabulous phone booth expression?  Get it here.

Let's purpose to put the phone down today.  Let's intentionally look each other in the eyes.  Let's talk about body language, and what it says to someone when we stare at a little screen instead of looking at them.  Let's move and go and enjoy the last few weeks of summer before we start into fall.  Life is speeding up.  Enjoy this moment, right now.  It is our life.

Make it a beautiful day, friends.

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I'm Right Here

I started writing this blog on January 1, 2015--over a year and half ago.  I've logged over 10,000 page views...even from far away countries (which just blows my mind and shows how small the internet makes our world!).  I enjoy it.  I truly do and I pray that in some small way I've made an impact on other people and hopefully I've encouraged or spread an interesting thought or idea.  I've seen several online business owners share their monthly and/or yearly income statements.  It's usually in order to encourage or show proof that what they are doing and teaching works.  Now it's my turn.  Here's how much money I've made blogging: $0.  Zilch.  Nada.  Nothing.  So why do I do it?  A good question indeed.

Writing a blog is like having an extra job...that you don't get paid for.  However, it still has benefits.  I get to sample what it means to truly means to do something only for the love of doing it. That's a determined labor of love.  

To do something just to do it also gives me opportunity to hone my craft. We only get better by doing and practicing.  I thought I was a pretty decent writer when I started blogging, but when I go back now and read some of those posts from the beginning, I cringe a bit. I'm sure I'll do the same thing to my current posts when I read them down the road.

Blogging also gives me an outlet to process my thoughts.  It sounds odd, but I don't know what I'm going to say until I've written it.  I have an idea, but to put words to an idea helps to solidify my thoughts.  

Occasionally, I start to believe it doesn't matter...this whole Jen's Walls Talk blog is just a joke.  It's a silly, narcissistic exercise to stroke the ego of my creative artist's mind.  Then I look at my fridge.  I see a magnet that inspired me to start this whole blogging thing in the first place.  My friend Lynnette gave it to me.  She's a fellow creative minded entrepreneur.  (Pictured below.) At the time of this writing, she hasn't posted much lately (as she is growing some other amazing endeavors), but there are still some nuggets there.

All this is to say that I'm not going anywhere.  I'm here to stay.  I'll keep doing this blogging thing, and eventually I'll pursue the monetary side of it, too.  In the meantime, I'll keep doing it because I like doing it.  I'll keep doing it because I hope that you get something out of it, too.  I'll keep refining, and growing, and learning, and speaking my voice.

Make it a beautiful day, friends.

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Lazy vs. Rest

Lazy implies a lack of motivation.  Resting implies motivation, but intentional pausing of motion. Lazy is de-motivated.  Resting is intentional.  Resting is rejuvenating.  Lazy is negative momentum. 

I know I need to rest.  I know I am not lazy.  I know I work very hard...at all the things I do.  And yet I still feel guilty about resting.  Why is that?  

It's not that I can't stop doing.  I can pause and be intentional, but in the back of my mind I'm always thinking.  I'm thinking I could just go put one load of laundry in.  Then it will wash while I rest.  I can just wash one sink of dishes.  They can dry while I'm resting.  I can just fold that one load of laundry. Then I won't have to stare at it while I hang out with my kids.  I can just organize that one spot in my office that keeps catching things.  Then it won't distract me when I walk by.  I can just clean up the coffee table.  Then I will feel better about it when I sit down on the couch with my daughter.  I can just...  I can just...one more thing.  "One more just" is robbing my peace--if I let it.

It's not enough to not do.  It's not enough to cease motion.  I have to calm my mind.  I have to focus on nothing.  I know it sounds a little silly and a bit too simple, but if I write things down, then I can stop thinking about it.  Then I know I won't forget because it's recorded.  Even with that, though, I don't rest easily.  I have to choose to rest.

How do you rest?  How do you rest your mind?  Tell me in the comments below.

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What I Learned From a Piece of Wood-Part 3

I wrote last week about some of the lessons I learned while getting to assist my hubby at the wood shop.  (Check those out here and here.)  This post is the 3rd installment in this mini-series.

One of the projects the men are currently working on is made from beetle kill pine.  It will be finished this week, but since creating furniture or anything else from wood takes time, it's not done yet.  As I was helping to plane and layout the wood,  I asked if the beetle kill aspect is what gave the wood the beautiful, blue streaks.  Indeed it is.  It's actually a fungus.

Here's your mini science lesson for today...  The beetles (which are only about 5 mm long!) carry the blue stain fungus as they burrow themselves under the bark of the various species of pine trees. Through a series of events, the stain gets into the innards of the tree bark and spreads, eventually killing the tree.  The beetles move on to the next tree and so the plague continues.  What is left is dead pine trees which may or may not be able to be used.  If it sits too long in the forest after it has died, it can begin to rot and breakdown, rendering it unusable for anything beyond firewood...unless some craftsman come along to rescue the dead wood and make it into something beautiful.

Beetle Kill Pine Close up

Beetle Kill Pine

The fungus is what makes the wood beautiful, but it's skill and love that turn it into something extraordinary. Of course, I don't want our trees to die.  I like breathing.  But like attacks on humans, I'm sure this plight of beetles killing trees was meant for harm.  What Satan intended for harm, God allowed good to come from.  When we allow Him, God can take the rotten, stained pieces of our past and make them into something beautiful.  He is a skilled craftsman.  He can take addiction, abuse, unchecked anger, or any other rot that makes us feel worthless as humans, and turn it into something beautiful, something extraordinary.  All we have to do is ask Him to come in and cleanse us and craft us into a new creation.

Make it a beautiful day, friends.

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