Waking Up, East Aurora, NY, USA // 23.3.17

Sunshine, Dartmouth College, Hanover, NH, USA // 11.9.14

Open Letter to New College Students + Old:

On the first day of my global musics course, my professor played an unusual recording for the class.  He explained that the track came from Bosnia, where two sisters passed the time by singing with each other while they did their chores.  As the recording played, the entire class cringed.  The sisters sounded disjointed, out of touch, out of tune.  Still mildly hungover from the last night of freedom for a while, I was less than appreciative of the blaring din.

After letting his students suffer for a moment, our professor offered up a little more context to the piece.  The sisters had spent years refining this technique.  In fact, they were perfectly in tune.  You see - the sisters were holding a half-step interval, or a minor second in the diatonic scale.  If you’re familiar with the piano, this is the equivalent of playing an adjacent black and white key at the same time.  To understand how difficult this is, our professor guided participants in an attempt to sing a minor second.  Without fail, one student’s voice always faltered and submitted to the same tune as their classmate’s.  As group after group tried, we began to understand the beauty in the sisters’ steadfast ability to hold their own frequency.

Although our professor only meant to illuminate our skewed perception of musicality, I found his lesson quintessential to my time at college.  We’ve all heard the old platitude, “stay true to your own frequency.”  And while it may sound like some hippy gibberish, we often forget the power and beauty in that little half-step difference.  Conformity becomes all too easy when silence is complacency.  And in such an emotionally and politically charged time in our nation, students can only expect larger disputes and protests to manifest on campus.  You may not always agree with your roommates, your professors, your friends, and even the institution as a whole.  But foster your own frequency in the midst of that discord.  That pulsing vibration that emanates from contrasting noises may make everyone in the room cringe for a moment, yet the resulting dissonance is you and sisters and brothers learning to make something beautiful together.  Maybe within your four years, you will learn to captivatingly dissent together, revel in the cacophony, and celebrate your own vibrations.

Thanks for listening to my late night rambles xx

LJ

I haven’t taken any exciting photos in a while as my camera has been down, but I feel guilty for letting this blog sit for so long.  So I suppose a little life update is in order.  (But if you’re really trying to stay in the loop, follow me on the ‘gram @lizzyjones_)

As I finished up my spring term at Dartmouth, I was scrambling to find job opportunities for the summer.  After many a late-night-early-morning application sent in and a handful of interviews later, I ended up deciding to return home to Buffalo.  (LA I’m still dreaming of ya!)  

For the past few weeks I’ve been working part time at the chocolate shop, as always, and interning at a refugee services non-profit.  My time interning has been fruitful to say the least.  I’ve been applying for grants, teaching English, and supporting the weekly women’s group to name just a few of my responsibilities.  My boss has been out of the office since I have started due to pregnancy complications, so the past few weeks have been a real test of my ability to self-start and motivate.  Fortunately, everyone is healthy and things are going well.  

In liu of tropical or exotic photos, I thought I’d share this quote by Curtis Ballard that has become a mantra of mine.  (Although the background is just a close-up of one of my favorite Pacific sunset photos - teehee.)  I’ve been reading up on Divine Oneness and alchemical philosophy, and listening to Surprise Yourself on repeat - the combination of which has lead to a rejuvenation of self-love.

Hope all is well with the world,

LJ

Antherium, Kona Joe Coffee, Kealakekua, HI // 27.2.16

Fire, Kailua Bay, Kailua-Kona, Big Island, HI // 11.2.16

Vista, National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific, Honolulu, O’ahu, Hawaii // 4.2.16

Makapu’u Lookout Point, Kalanianaole Highway, Waimanalo, O’ahu, HI // 4.3.16

Pink Hibiscus, Kailua-Kona, Big Island, HI, USA // 23.1.16

Somewhere Beyond the Sea, Kekaha Kai State Park, Kailua-Kona, Big Island, HI, USA // 27.1.16

My father used to always sing “Somewhere Beyond the Sea” by Bobby Darin to us as kids.  Every time I see the golden sands at sunset, I feel a little tickled by it.  

Lakapahi State Historical Park, North Kohala District, Big Island, HI // 30.1.16

Family Sunsets, Spencer Beach Park, Kawaihae, Big Island, HI // 2.2.16

Waimea, Big Island, HI // 31.1.16

Keauhou, Big Island, HI // 31.1.16

Palm Trees, Lakapahi State Historical Park, North Kohala District, Big Island, HI // 30.1.16

Red Sunset, Keauhou, Big Island, HI // 31.1.16

Sunset, Keauhou, Big Island, Hawaii // 31.1.16

Sunset Explorers, Keauhou, Big Island, HI // 31.1.16