A sweet bite of the season’s first blackberries caused a rush of childhood summertime memories.
Blackberries
Alyssa Nota • May 14, 2021
The tree leaned lazily over the top of a modest shed. To me, it looked tired, but its branches held secret gems – a flurry of dark blue and purple, juicy berries.
Curator's Note: It is with joy that I again share Alyssa Nota's work with you. I have known her since 2013, when I spent three months teaching abroad in Torino, Italy for the University Studies Abroad Consortium (USAC). The experience had a transformative effect on me which continues to this day. Alyssa was the director of the program where I was teaching. You could not have asked for a more gracious, thoughtful leader than Alyssa. She and all her staff made me, and all visiting students and faculty, feel welcome and gave us many learning opportunities.
Alyssa has moved onward and upward, she is now the CEO/President of USAC (www.usac.edu), and now faculty and students all over the world have the benefit of her profound leadership.
This is her second essay for Profound Living (see her first, Part I: Profound Living, Looking over the Horizon Line here). I love the way she writes, and I know you will as well.
A sweet bite of the season’s first blackberries caused a rush of childhood summertime memories.
I recall a tree in the backyard of my grandparents’ little cottage near the beach. The branches and leaves were wild and messy like my gnarled curly hair in the salty sea air. I wasn’t yet ten.
The tree leaned lazily over the top of a modest shed. To me, it looked tired, but its branches held secret gems – a flurry of dark blue and purple, juicy berries. The way I saw my brothers and cousins scramble atop the shed to eat them straight off the branches, I knew there had to be something special about them.
Those summers were full of “special.” Sandy streets. Bare feet. Sunburned shoulders. Scuffed shins. Cranky bike chains. Dark blue ocean waves as far as I could see. Sun-bleached towels and soggy bathing suits flung over the railing of the deck. Thick, slanting, late afternoon sun falling across the yellow linoleum floor.
In true Italian fashion, the largest and main room of the house was a spacious kitchen with cluttered counters, a long table to fit all the family, and plenty of chairs for any and all guests (family, friends, neighbors, and more) who happened to stop in. And they did stop in – all the time. The door was always open wide; there were often groups of chatty cousins – who lived around the corner -- strolling up the short concrete walkway. Regardless of age or gender, this meant a neat post-beach outfit and tan legs. I remember looking down at my strappy white sandals that pinched my feet. (It was a time when dressing well was expected, a remnant of our Italian family traditions.)
I remember steam rising from a big pot on the stove, and the thick, heady aroma of hot pasta as it cooked. My grandmother stood, chatting and laughing in front of the stove, a white apron wrapped around her petite body. Her eyes had a mischievous twinkle behind her glasses which glinted in the sunlight. Ample sunshine flooded the room from the open front door and windows were open to the seasonally warm air. My grandmother didn’t love cooking (a trait passed down through my mom and me!), but I remember her always laughing, talking, a flutter of energy, no matter the time of day or occasion. To my young eyes, it seemed like she was always having the time of her life – surrounded by family, friends, banter and laughter.
In front of the windows stood a round, wooden table where she and a flock of female cousins would gather to play canasta, a card game beyond my youthful understanding. Meanwhile, my grandfather sat quietly and contentedly watching the Red Sox game or humming a jaunty tune in the background. It wasn’t beyond him to sing and dance his way across the kitchen floor, much to everyone’s delight, on his way to steal an olive from an antipasto dish or to fish out a hidden Fig Newton from the corner cabinet.
Sleeping over some nights, my legs sticking to the ‘plasticy’ couch cushions. Fresh Atlantic breezes fluttering the curtains. Soft shag carpet under my bare feet. I loved not wearing socks the whole summer. I’d wake up clammy in the humid morning air but excited for another glorious summer day.
A plump pine tree anchored the corner of the tiny, trim yard and grew exponentially each year along with me and my brothers and cousins.
It was always a happy place to be, full of comfort, fun and family. Summers tinged with sun and secret blackberries.
It was always a happy place to be, full of comfort, fun and family. Summers tinged with sun and secret blackberries.
Alyssa grew up on New England shores but was always drawn to what new worlds could be found beyond the horizon. She spent over 25 years living in Italy and has never stopped traveling, exploring, learning and writing. Her work and curiosity has brought her to over 30 countries so far. Working in international education for over 20 years, Alyssa aims to inspire that same love of learning and adventure in all students. Along the way her path crossed with Prof. Michael Kroth and she’s very grateful for the friendship and collaboration!
“In Celtic wisdom we remember that our soul, the very heart of our being, is sacred. What is deepest in us is of God. ” ~John Philip Newell 1
We may be lights under bushels, but we can shine brightly against the dark even if we are mere candles. Together, the light may shine bright.
Silence speaks to us Listening in deep quiet… Hear what you long for! ~Patricia Leyko Connelly 1
"Elegance is the harmonious integration of simplicity, refinement, and intentionality across diverse contexts, combining timeless beauty with functional sophistication." ~ChatGPT Synthesized Definition
Unmade bed, and mind Unmade mind, unready day Night turns into dawn ~Michael Kroth
When I first discovered Stephen Covey’s book, The Seven Habits Of Highly Effective People 1 , I thought the habits he proposed were so simple. They were so self-evident. When I read them, they were so life changing. I remember reading the book and it was one of the biggest “aha” experiences of my life. As I’ve discovered, they are also so, so hard. I became a facilitator for several of Covey’s courses, and I remember him saying that what he was proposing was both simple and hard. What he meant by that was that the concept of the habit (putting First Things First, for example) was simple, and he offered uncomplicated but effective ways to work on them, but integrating that habit into one’s life, into one’s being, was hard. It would take time and perseverance. And, of course, that’s true. I know it’s true because I still have a long way to go on just these seven habits and that’s decades from when I started, and that’s only seven out of abuncha other practices I’d like to adopt, maintain, or improve on. Changing habits or routines is not impossible by any means, but that doesn’t make it easy no matter how much of an expert one might be. We know that smoking is bad for us, and yet quitting smoking can seem impossibly hard. I used to smoke three packs of cigarettes a day and tried every which way in the world I could to quit, including self-hypnosis, but it took my wife to buy me a smoking cessation program based on aversion therapy (I got a little shock every time I took a puff of smoke) to actually quit. It’s been 45 years since I stopped smoking. But I've known for a long time that eating too much sugar is bad for me, and still I do it. And the scale reminds me of that every day. And still I do it. But I'm working on it. We know that exercise and good nutrition and developing relationships is good for our health over the lifespan, but it takes time and effort to develop them. (For some other thoughts about this, see Whack-A-Mole , Sloughing , The Practice of Practices: The Meta-Practice of Practices ). The good news is that the benefits of working on these practices start accruing from day one, even though getting better at it is a lifetime process. Just because a person knows a good deal about something doesn’t mean that they are skillful at it. Someone who studies generosity isn’t necessarily generous. The worldwide expert in humility isn’t necessarily humble. The medical doctor who rhapsodizes the virtues of exercise isn’t always in the best shape. The theologian who knows more than anyone about some aspect of Christianity or Hinduism or Islam or any religion doesn’t necessarily practice the religious virtues she or he has written about in papers and books. A generous person may know nothing – in fact, probably doesn’t know much – about the latest generosity studies. And the person conducting those studies may be a descendant of Scrooge. Which brings me to the word I came up with for 2024 - elegancing. It’s only fair to ask myself, almost-post-2024, if elegancing has become more of who I am and how I operate in the world. How well, self-reflection should reveal, have I actually practiced it? How deeply have I become an elegant person? Writing a “Prologue” to 2024 Judith Valente asked those of us who took part in her workshop last January, “Prologue to 2024” (see My Word for 2024 – Elegancing ) to write a letter to ourselves about the coming year. I opened that letter on December 21st, and I don’t mind sharing excerpts of what I wrote. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1-15-2024 Prologue to 2024 Michael Kroth To the Divine Ground, to the Great Vastness, and to the Inner LastingNess, May this be a year of Elegancing, of winnowing out the chaff, and keeping – reverencing – the grain. The elegant solution is the simplest, nothing extra, nothing missing. “Take More Time, Cover Less Ground,” a song by Carrie Newcomer, is my theme song. It reminds me of Evelyn Underhill. She would pick one retreat for a year, and give that retreat several times. Rather than giving many retreats. Cultivating Spirituality in Later Life is my topic. This means knowing about gerontology, spirituality, and lifelong learning Healthwise is my approach – not worrying about length of life as much as quality of life for as long as I live. To that end, five areas of continual improvement: exercise, nutrition, sleep, emotional/social health, spiritual growth, financial/material health. To consider myself a learner/practitioner in each of these areas. Designing my environment to move toward elegance with a twist (a bit of irreverence tossed in…). Exercising daily, eat healthily, sleep well, become a better (husband, father, friend, and neighbor) person, deepen my spiritual growth, and healthy personal financial management. All these by exercising and strengthening values and virtues and behavior that carry out the Great Commandments (love God and Neighbor). To find and practice the unifying themes between all of these areas of life, (Occam’s Razor, the elegant solutions) such that life becomes increasing and simultaneously simpler and more profound. All this to continually immerse myself in an environment and life of flourishing. Michael Kroth, Student of Life ------------------------------------------------------------------------- That’s what I wrote, and as I sit here on December 30 th 2024 these still are values and approaches that I want to continue to build into myself and my life through 2025 and beyond. I like what I wrote then – it fits where I am and where I want to go. But, have I made much progress? But, have I made much progress? What have I learned about elegancing and myself this past year? Looking back over the year I’ve done pretty well on some of these and on some have I have not. One area in which I have not made much progress is in personal financial management. I've made little steps, but it does not come naturally for me. I just don't think about money much, and not nearly so much as I ought to. I'll have to do better in 2025 as retirement hurdles forward me. Regarding the big four metapractices 2 – spiritual learning, embodied learning, cognitive learning, and socio-emotional learning – elegancing underlies them all. That is, I’m working to go more deeply, more synergistically, and in a less scattered way with each of them, and all of them interacting with each other. Carrie Newcomer’s words, Take More Time, Cover Less Ground 3 , is what Duhigg calls a “keystone habit,” and applies to all of these. “Some habits,” Duhigg says, “matter more than others in remaking businesses and lives.” 4 Focusing more, and what is likely to make the most difference, seems like a good strategy. It is probably self-evident, but my curiosity is a strength and a vulnerability. As one who is interested in learning about many things, it is easy to jump from one fascinating topic to another. To wit, over the last few weeks, I’ve started to learn how to use AI. And it is helping me to learn conversational Spanish. Those are two big topics themselves. Oh, and I’ve backslud a bit on practicing Tai Chi, but it remains on the top of my list. And I want to know more about Spain. Oh, and I’m going to sign up for the Osher Institute this next month. Oh, and I can’t forget…. And yeah, I’m going to Judith’s 2025 retreat on January 11 th , Writing the Prologue to Your New Year . I haven’t come a long way, baby, but I’ve come a ways. And I’m thinking 2025 might be pretty wonderful, even with all its inevitable ups and downs. Focus on the present moment, MK, focus not just on be-coming, but at the same time be-ing. (And let's not forget do-ing...) So, to answer my own question, I've made a little progress, enough to make me feel excited about continuing. Even if my practice of elegance has a long way to go, I know a lot more about elegancing than I did a year ago. I’ve been keeping track of articles about elegance over the last year (I used a Google alert, and am beginning to go deeper with Google Scholar) to learn more about it. More than a fashion choice, elegance applies to advanced technology, design (of all sorts), sports, science, software, and beyond. That’s knowledge, which is good. Practicing until one becomes, until one is be-ing elegant, that’s better. These practices start with the smallest, often the most tenuous, of steps. I feel like 2024 has been a time of taking my first steps toward elegancifying the way I approach the world. Elegancifying . I like it. Maybe that will be my word for 2025. How about you? What will your word be for 2025? Your song? Your desired experience? This elegancing thing might take me a while. Like maybe the rest of my life. Sources and Resources 1 Covey, S. R. (1989). The seven habits of highly effective people: restoring the character ethic. Simon and Schuster. 2 For a more in-depth look at the processes of lifelong formation, see Kroth, M., Carr‐Chellman, D. J., & Rogers‐Shaw, C. (2022). Formation as an organizing framework for the processes of lifelong learning. New Horizons in Adult Education and Human Resource Development , 34(1), 26-36. 3 Carrie Newcomer, Take More Time, Cover Less Ground. https://carrienewcomer.substack.com/p/take-more-time-cover-less-ground-10e 4 Duhigg, C. (2014). Power of habit: why we do what we do in life and business (Random House Trade Paperback Edition ed.), p. 100. 5 Carrie Newcomer, You Can Do this Hard Thing. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PRGnftH_g4I Retreat Information To sign up for Judith’s January 11 th retreat, check it out here: Writing the Prologue to Your New Year
Illustration created by Michael Kroth, with the assistance of OpenAI's DALL-E Tool (my FIRST SECOND using AI!)
