Saturday, March 30, 2013

Knowledge and Wisdom

          “He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.”
                     --Aeschylus

          It is interesting to think about what the difference is when it comes to knowledge and wisdom and how it is acquired. Some people see no direct correlation between the two, but in fact, they fail to see that they are in fact very different. Knowledge is something that everyone has. We’ve all been to school. We all know how to add two plus two and how to put one word in front of the other to form an essay about whether or not global warming is really a conflict or if it is jut a pattern of nature, but wisdom is something that comes to us only if we really truly want it. We are only as wise as we allow ourselves to become.
          In this quote, Aeschylus focuses only on gaining wisdom from God, but it is impossible to discuss exactly what wisdom is until we define what it is in accordance to knowledge. According to the dictionary, wisdom is more about understanding. The answer to what knowledge is right in the word. It is knowing. We know a great many things, but do we understand them? Many people like to believe that they understand what they know, and that is when we need to start asking the questions “how do you know that?”
          So, how is wisdom acquired? It most certainly isn’t something one can learn in the classroom. That is learning. Acquiring wisdom comes after learning. We must have the diligence and desire to seek out the truth of what it is we are learning in our college careers. Wisdom is taking what we have learned and applying it to our lives. For instance, in every single math class I have taken throughout high school I was promised that I would be able to take what I had learned and apply it to my life in the future. Years have passed, and I have yet to find a situation where I can use factoring polynomials into my every day activities. Maybe I am not looking hard enough, or maybe the situations have not found me yet, but needless to say, I feel cheated. 
          So, when I walked into the Math 108 class at the start of the semester and I was told with confidence by my professor that I would be able to apply what I learned in this specific class into my life, I was skeptical. But, by the time we finished our second unit, which covered finances, I realized that he was right. Of course I am going to be able to use mortgage formulas and loan payment equations later on. Maybe not now, because I am not married nor do I have children, but the day will come when I will use that and I will be grateful that Brigham Young University at Idaho forced me to take that class.
          In the quote above, it mentions that wisdom can come to us by the “awful grace of God.” It’s a bit of a contradicting statement, isn’t it? Many people view the grace of God as something that is all good, the one thing that makes up for our shortcomings in our earthly lives and, if we have done all that we can do, will allow us into paradise where we will rest until the Second Coming. It is my own humble opinion that the grace of God is how we gain wisdom. We are given trials, and we learn from them, and we gain wisdom because through our trials (in my case, at least) we gain a better understanding about some aspect of life, whether it be the age old question of “why do bad things happen to good people?” or something as simple as “Is the Book of Mormon really another testament of Jesus Christ?”
          “He who learns must suffer…” Aeschylus makes it seem as if learning is a painful process. And in a way, it is. It has been said that knowledge is power, and so then it comes down to us how we use that knowledge. We can let it sit in the back of our brains, never to be used again, or we can develop it even more and turn it into a weapon of mass destruction. But this can be a painful process, because we grow along with our knowledge until it becomes wisdom.
          Wisdom can also be considered experience; and through trials, we gain experience. In D&C 122: 7, one of my favorite scriptures, it reads:
           
7. And if that shouldst be cast into the pit, or into the hands of murderers, and the sentence of death passed upon thee; if thou be cast into the deep; if the billowing surge conspire against thee; if fierce winds become thine enemy; if the heavens gather blackness, and all the elements combine to hedge up the way; and above all, if the very jaws of hell shall gape open the mouth wide after thee, know though, my son, that all these things shall give the experience, and shall be for thy good.

          Now, setting aside the fact that any of us will end up in jail for being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, this scripture does a nice job of explaining exactly how the acquisition of wisdom can be such a hard thing, but, when it finally happens, it is a great reward. On the flipside, however, there is no end to gaining wisdom. There may come a day where everyone understands the truths we have worked so hard to comprehend, and then that wisdom is downgraded back to knowledge. And then we must be willing to take the extra step forward to pick out some other hidden truth, in order to gain more wisdom.
          I am in no way, shape, or form, claiming to have more wisdom than anyone else on this planet. All I am trying to do is convey what wisdom might be based on the knowledge I had acquired of the past few years. This is just my humble view on the matter. It is easy for us to get caught up in the debate as we try to determine where exactly that line that divides knowledge and wisdom really is, whether we are aware of it or not. So, what needs to happen is that people need to stop conforming, they need to go out in the world and discover it for themselves, experience a little pain else we don’t know what life really can be. Suffer for that wisdom, and rejoice when it comes to you. We need to challenge ourselves. How else are we going to discover what are limits really are? Do not settle for plain knowledge that everyone can receive through a decent education. Teach yourself. Gain wisdom.

Friday, March 29, 2013

In Which I Assert Myself as Head of the Pack


          For those who don't know (though you should because it was mentioned in my last entry), I play water polo. Been playing since 6th grade, so I guess one could go so far as to say I have a little experience in the field. However, during my senior year of high school, I unfortunately tore a tendon in my shoulder and was rendered incapable of playing for almost the entire season. And lemme tell you that sitting on the bench for countless games and entire tournaments has its effects on the brain. Yeah, it sucks.
            Now, after almost a full year of being away from the water, I took up swimming again in my free time to get myself back in shape. On Monday, I went to the on campus pool we have here at around 8:30 PM to swim for about an hour. At about nine, some guys came in and started putting water polo cages into the pool. When I asked what was going on, I was informed that every Monday, at 10, a group of people come in to play polo.
            And obviously, I let my curiosity get the best of me. I wasn't sure if the people that came in really had any experience or if it was just a "learn as you go" type of thing, so I stuck around to see who would show up. I threw a ball for the first time, and when I started practicing my shooting, something like this went down.

            ME: Can I practice shooting on you for a little bit?
            GOALIE: Sure go ahead.

            The first shot I took, the ball bounced off the crossbar, which really didn't come as a surprise given it's been a long time since I've handled a water polo ball. So, a few minutes later, I found my groove.

            ME: Sorry, it's been a long time since I've played.
            GOALIE: Stop shooting so hard, you're scaring me!

            I'm not kidding he actually said that.
            I should also have my readers know that there were only two girls there, me and another, just to throw some things into perspective. So, we played some three on three, and, long story short, I quickly gained the respect of the people who have been coming every week. Some of these people are even a few years older than I am, and this is only my first semester of college.
            When we were done, we said our goodbyes, and as I walked by two of the guys, I overheard this conversation.

            GUY 1: You coming back next week?
            ME: Yeah probably.
            GUY 1: Awesome, see you then.
            ME: Later.
            GUY 2: Dude she's got a beastly shot.
            GUY 1: I know, I'd hate to be a goalie playing against her.

            Well, it's always nice to know that I have the ability to command the respect of regulars when it's only my first day.


Thursday, March 28, 2013

About the Author


If the books I am lucky enough to publish have enough room in the “About the Author” section, then I would like for the publishers to put this in, because… well I said so. And I guess it would be cool for my readers to know me on an emotional level
It's kind of funny, you can determine so much about a person about how they introduce themselves. I've grown up around people who like to joke around by saying "Hi, my name is (your name here) and I enjoy long walks on the beach."
Hi, my name is Miranda Pearl Day and I don't enjoy long walks on the beach. I enjoy riding motorcycles, skiing, playing water polo, jumping off tall things, shooting guns, and setting fire to things.
Well now that we've got that out of the way.
As a literally starving college student (just kidding I have some pie in the microwave) with nothing better to do OH LOOK AT ME I'M STARTING A BLOG.
A note to publishers, that previous statement will be fixed to say something along the lines of HEY LOOK AT ME I'M WRITING BOOKS.
So, pulling back on on track, hi how are you? Wait this is about me telling you about me. You'd probably look like an idiot talking to a computer screen about your life story so I'm going to save you that embarrassment. Stop talking.
Okay are you quiet now?
Good.
I was born in a town none of you have probably ever heard of, raised in the beautiful Santa Barbara, California, one thing led to another, and now I'm a Freshman at BYU-Idaho studying psychology with the hopes of becoming a high school psychologist.
My personality is about as sporadic as my music taste. One moment I'm listening to Helen Jane Long, the next, some wild hardstyle techno will start playing. So basically, I can range from I'm perfectly content sitting at home alone with a notebook and a cup of tea to hey let's go out and blow things up maybe we'll meet some boys?????
This is also why I've dubbed my new nickname to be Bombshell Blonde. It's a song, I'm not going to post a link because you're a big kid and you can look it up all by yourself you go I'm so proud of you look at you go.
I've often been referred to as a "waterproof machine" (term coined by best friend whom I met in the showers). But then I grew out of that, and now I cry at really stupid things.
There are only four things on this planet that can make me weep like a baby, and they are:
Babies
Supernatural
John Green
Jeremy Renner
Yes. I said it. I am a Jeremy Renner addict.

I'm a weirdo. Yup. Just gonna throw that one out there to. Don't ask me to explain why. Is there really a definition to weird? I'll let you figure that out by yourselves.

Hi, I'm Miranda Day, how are you?