Friday, January 6, 2012

Letter from the Editor

Dear Readers,

        It is surreal to think that only a month ago Mandy and I announced to the world our idea:  creating a new and improved edition of the now defunct online magazine, STiR, that we launched in 2006.  My how things have changed!  Five years ago people thought we were insane, yet innovative, for wanting to produce a free internet publication with a magazine feel.  Now people start blogs for their pets.  

        While I’m still tinkering with the wording of our official ‘mission’ with JiLTED, let me enlighten you as to why I wanted to create a magazine in the first place:   1) There was a void in the market.  I wasn’t seeing what I wanted to read…so I created it myself.  2) The people I encounter in life are such a quirky, eclectic, and endlessly fascinating bunch.  Their stories need to be told, their voices need to be heard.  3)  Expressing yourself in writing is such a therapeutic and empowering concept.  There’s nothing quite like the feeling you get when you see your name in print and something you created starts a dialogue.  Everyone deserves that opportunity.

        Considering we literally threw this together—during the holiday season nonetheless—I’m thrilled with the content we have.  The writers and artists who shared themselves with us have so much talent and penned thought provoking articles.  If things look this good now in our mini issue, I cannot even imagine how astounding our official debut will be on April 7th!  

        Now is where I enter a special plea to you, dear readers—won’t you help us?  We need writers, artists, section editors, and staff members.  JiLTED cannot function without brilliant minds to propel it forward.  As you can see from this mini issue, I have…questionable…grammar and zero graphic design creativity.  Content is the most important part of the magazine yet it needs to be a visually appealing, cohesive product with all the right punctuation in all the right places.  In my overzealous enthusiasm to churn out writing like there's no tomorrow, I suffer from PBP syndrome [publish before proofreading], so forgive me in advance for any errors.

        Mandy and I are awestruck by all that has changed since our first magazine—and not just in terms of technology.  She currently resides in Nashville while I’m in the San Luis Obispo area on California’s central coast—we’re a long way from home and that’s exactly how we like it.  Both of us are college graduates [so the one whose name does not rhyme with ‘candy’ might have taken the six year plan but she ultimately reached the destination] now living independently and making our mark on the world.  I’ve been married—legally I still am but let’s not go there—and am the mother of a three year old son, Adam.  His sister, Tatum, arrives in February.  Mandy’s the Digital Traffic Coordinator of Clear Channel Media [that’s a prominent title if I’ve ever heard one] and she worked extremely hard to get there.  We’re jaded, sometimes quite grumpy and/or melancholy, read too much Sylvia Plath…yet remain eternal optimists who are forever young.  Oh, and we’re quite opinionated.  ;)

        Enjoy the mini issue.  We look forward to seeing you in April.  As always, contact me anytime at sloanewreed@gmail.com.

Sloane
Editor-in-Chief, JiLTED

Ignorance Really is Bliss

Brandi Crook has lived in California all her life and hopes to escape
with her sanity intact. She likes long walks on the beach and yelling,
"Thank you!" to men who jog with their shirt off.

Ignorance Really is Bliss

As we approach another presidential election, or as I like to refer to it, another colossal failure of our democratic election process I am astounded at how many people are uninformed about what’s going on in our country. It’s not just the level of ignorance, it’s the open admission of no interest.
I have more than one friend who doesn’t want to know about politics, legislation, the presidential election, etc. AND  they simply don’t care. When asked why, they answer, “I don’t want to get involved in an argument.”  How about getting involved in your life?
I am floored by anyone who thinks that what happens in Washington D.C or their local state capitol stays there. It’s not Vegas, folks.  Mind you, these are the same people who will gladly and willingly complain about the recession, “bringing our boys home” (I guess our girls don’t count), the high price of gas and every other thing that politics have and will continue to affect.  
Government legislation has an incredible impact on your life. From talking on your cell phone while driving to wearing a helmet on your motorcycle; recycling anything, medical marijuana, posting on the web, holding and detaining American citizens - our government has been working to increase it’s power in your life for a long time.  Your local news might show stories about another homicide, rape, or kidnapping; I’m not downplaying the tragedy there. But the true  tragedy, the real rape  is happening to our civil liberties and a large part of the American population seems to hoping it’s just a bad date. Maybe he’ll call in the morning.
Approximately 50% of registered voters don’t bother to vote in presidential elections. That’s only the registered voters. I shudder to think how many people are not even registered. So, you put on your big girl panties and registered and … what? Thought that was all you had to do? If you aren’t registered to vote, get registered. Next, please, please, watch the news. Read the news if you’re an internet aficionado like myself. Get the information from several sources. I’d discount anything you get from Fox news, but that’s just me. Get pissed off. The saying “If you’re not angry, you’re not paying attention,” is especially apropos now.There is precious little legislation being proposed that protects you, Ms. Josephina Citizen. If you don’t believe it, fact check me. PLEASE.  I’m not here to sway you to any of my points of view in politics. I have strong opinions about everything I believe in. Politics should be about personal convictions, it should excite you. Get informed and then do something with your information.
When was the last time being ignorant was a preferred state of being? I don’t like being known as that stupid clod in the corner. I prefer uppity bitch. But, whatever floats your boat. I don’t want to start an argument.

Finding Yourself After A Breakup

Mandy Lauman, Managing Editor of JiLTED, lives in Nashville, TN with the love of her life (yes a dog) Lexie.  By day, she's a digital coordinator for radio stations.  The rest of the time, she's a creative mess who lives off pasta, booze and music.  She's on a mission to find the true meaning of happiness in everything. 
http://www.mycloudylife.com/

Written: 12.20.11

I’ve been single for 54 days.  No I’m not sitting here in misery counting the days of loneliness.  But this was a tough break up (yeah I say that every time) and I want you to know exactly where I’m at in the healing process.
I’ve talked to countless friends and relatives, read self-help books, seen psychiatrists, written to myself, cried my eyes out….(not just this instance but through many hard times) and sure, I think it all helps immensely.  But will it completely heal me and make everything magical? No.  The only thing that can do that is me.  Everyone in the entire universe, even Jesus, (no pun intended) can give you endless advice on finding that light at the end of the tunnel.  One book I read said give it 60 days of no contact with your ex and you should feel cleansed.  Well I’m almost to 60 and there’s no way I could see my ex and feel no emotion.  Everyone (duh) is different.  So yes, you could say I’m just another person giving advice, but mainly I’m wanting to keep my suggestions vague and share how I learned to take my own advice, and how you can too.
The first thing I was telling myself is to face my fear (mine being loneliness).  Being alone can be scary.  Ever since I was 14 I’ve spent the majority of my life in a relationship.  Currently, this is the first time I’ve been single in 3 years.  You know what’s sad?  I basically forgot how to exist on my own.  It became “us” instead of “me” which is fine unless you lose yourself completely.  So yeah, first step for me is realizing I. Am. Alone.  This is still slowly sinking in – I’m just so used to catering to someone else and always worrying about them.  Each day it gets a little easier to face the day and not feel like I’ve been slapped in the face (my equivalent of waking up alone).  To me, this is the hardest step because the only way to accomplish it is to simply live…aka time. 
I’m not gonna sugarcoat it and guestimate  for you with crap like “well if you were together for 6 months it’ll take 2 months to move on.”  Everyone is different and it’s not that black and white.  I can say that I officially felt good after about 4 months of healing from a 2 ½ year relationship, but also say it took double that to get over a much shorter one.  Don’t go into the breakup with a time frame; there’s not one.  You can’t control time; let it control you.
My next step has been accepting and embracing my emotions.  You can be sad.  You can be happy.  You can go from extreme sadness to extreme happiness.  But most importantly, I don’t care if you’re a girl, guy, transgender, alien, black, white, purple – you have the right to cry.  Tears aren’t bad; they lubricate and clean the eyes, contain natural painkillers and are a great stress reliever.  Can you honestly say you didn’t feel better after crying? I guess in some rare situation someone might, but I sure can’t.  It puts me in a calming state.  This can lead to meditation – ever tried it? I haven’t but I’m very interested and have heard great things about it. I’ll save that subject for later.  Bottom line is don’t let anyone make you feel bad for the way you feel!!  If you get poked with a needle, will your friend feel it? No!  Having emotional support is one thing, but don’t ever suppress your feelings (ok unless you’re on a job interview or something!)  
Another crucial step I found was to do activities I don’t want to do or wouldn’t normally do.  Let me first clarify that I don’t mean actions you would regret….I mean things you kept yourself from doing in a relationship because you were too wrapped up in your significant other and making sure you were keeping them happy.  Things you may not even realize you were keeping yourself from.  I tend to isolate myself when I’m not at work, thinking if I’m not happy right now, I might as well not go out with friends because I’ll just bring them down too.  Not true!!!  Your friends love you and if they are real friends they KNOW you are going through a tough time and they STILL invite you out.  I struggled with this for years….locking myself away when times were tough….but I eventually learned that only made me feel worse.  Make yourself get off the couch, stop watching sappy romance movies, and go meet a friend for a drink.  Dress up and make yourself feel sexy because you are!  Do you have some distant friends you’ve been meaning to hang out with but never do? This is the perfect opportunity!  Reach out and accept every opportunity to get out of the house (unless it interferes with your job!)  I’ve been going out more now – not because I’m looking for someone new to hook up with, but because there’s more to life than a relationship. 
One last step is accepting that the relationship is really over.  If both were truly happy, I promise you, it wouldn’t have ended.  At least one person did not care enough to make it work, so that should be enough of a wake up call.  Even if it isn’t over forever, I am going to treat it like it is.  It’s ok if this step takes you awhile – it’s extremely hard to train yourself not to want someone, but I firmly believe it can be done.  The sooner you start, the sooner it will happen.  My way for tackling this was to admit it out loud to myself and others.  It’s all about starting that new routine in your head that is strictly about you. 
Remember, I’m not telling you what you should do, because it’s different for everyone and well, no one should ever tell you what to do with your life!  But I am sharing ways to help you figure out what you could do.  No one knows you better than yourself.   Have these steps enlightened you or taught you anything about yourself?  Do you have any other suggestions? Please share—knowledge is power!  
...and she's an artist too!

I have a strong passion for all types of art and art journaling.  For me, it's a fantastic way to release my emotions: sadness, love, freedom, strength, desires, fears.  The first piece I want to share with you is titled "The Heart Speaks."  It's no secret that I "wear my heart on my sleeve" (yes my first tattoo was 3 black hearts on my inner wrist!) so it just makes sense to start a series based off the heart: the tangible and intangible one.  I'm also a huge fan of any black/white combo, so I chose to keep it simple with that theme.  I really hope to make more pieces that match this - my goal is to do a series of the heart freeing itself.  Stay tuned for my "peeks inside my soul".


Interview with Sean Krause of The Daily BS -and- My (Internet) Life

 Sloane Reed serves as the Editor-in-Chief of JiLTED.  She prides herself on having the coolest son ever [Adam] and cannot wait to meet her daughter [Tatum] in February.  Cotton balls terrify her, cheese is her greatest obsession, and she has come to the conclusion that even if you take a girl out of Memphis, it's impossible to take the Memphis out of a girl. 
Several months before his untimely passing two years ago, I interviewed my dear friend, Sean Krause.  There was no eerie sense of foreboding or desire to have a lasting memorial....he never shared with me how truly sick he was and I chose to be in denial and rarely acknowledge the cancerous elephant in the room.  I simply thought he was a brilliant soul, talented writer, crusader for justice, and amazing friend who deserved to be in the spotlight.  While reminiscing with articles about him, I stumbled upon this piece by David Lohr [a renowned true crime writer], that I had not previously seen.  It was such an honor to even be mentioned in the same paragraph as Sean and I know he would be so proud of David's many accomplishments.  Rest in peace, Sean.  You are loved and missed by many. 

November 21, 2008

Sean Krause, 25, resides in New York and is the mastermind behind The Daily BS. His hobbies include writing, singing, karaoke, and comedy. He is a close personal friend of mine and has made some incredible contributions both with The Daily BS and his other site, a memorial to Caylee Anthony. His work is remarkable and it should not go unnoticed. What I appreciate most about Sean is the fact that he's informative yet blunt, but also the fact that he injects his personality-and sarcastic humor when appropriate-into every piece he creates. I jumped at the opportunity to turn the tables and interview him for a change. 

Sloane Reed: Why did you start The Daily BS?
Sean Krause: I did TDBS because I got tired of seeing bad people get praised. The mainstream media wants people to feel remorseful for murderers, I don't. The news was never honest, so TDBS was born. People think it's the worst name, but never understand the meaning. To define it, BS is in the news every day, I report on it. 

SR: What sets it apart from other news outlets?
SK: It's uncensored, it allows people to speak their minds freely, and readers can interact with myself. Mainstream media cares about themselves, I care about the readers & the victims of stories. 

SR: Approximately how many page views do you have per day and what is your estimated number of regular subscribers?
SK: Usually, it was about 10,000 visitors we would have daily, since the Casey Anthony case, obviously the final number increased. There are over 1,500 RSS feed readers & at last look, over 200+ subscribers (these are the people who comment). The others simply come by and get their news. 

SR: Can you give me some information about your co-hosts, regular contributors, and anyone else who helps create the finished product?
SK: RAGIannie: She's written a few articles on child custody battles and other various topics.
Ricki: She offers her opinion on different news stories
Raechel Kitchens: She did a brief interview with Zenaida Gonzalez and helped in the spoof we did.
Let's not forget you, Sloane.
As for others, I've very wary of who writes on the site. 

SR: What sources do you look at to get the news that is featured on The Daily BS?
SK: Often times, especially in the Casey Anthony case, I'll go directly to the source. Readers send in local news stories they want "Krause approved" and I state my opinions/facts. 

SR: What is the most challenging aspect of your job?
SK: Not everyone likes what you say. 

SR: What is the most rewarding aspect of your job?
SK: The reward is that people can help find a missing kid, people can say what they want to say, and I get to talk to readers and people in general. 

SR: We both know that you've had your fair share of haters. Do you develop a thick skin after a while? Are most people usually ignorant and stupid or do you ever get somebody who says something cruel and inappropriate?
SK: Sure, it used to bother me. I get depressed now that people have stopped calling me an "asshole." There are people who never understand why I do what I do, or families who don't like what I have to say. Some are cruel, such as people wanting me to die from cancer. At the same time, you 360 it and tell them, "I'm beating cancer and I'm going to be around for a LONG time." It upsets them. 

SR: How much money do you make per month from The Daily BS and is this enough to cover your living expenses?
SK: As of lately, no. I run TDBS and the Caylee Memorial site and I'm losing money daily. I do alright though, I'm not like Tricia on Webslueths begging for donations. 

SR: Do you you have any sponsors, donations, or revenue generated from ads?
SK: I don't do donations, ad revenue some, sponsors none. 

SR: You design and maintain the website, correct? Have you always been able to do graphics so well?
SK: Yes, I maintain the web designs. Not really. Just years of training. 

SR: What training have you had to get to where you are right now or are you self-taught?
SK: Without sounding like William Hung, there is no training. Sure, I took a writing class and a college class.

SR: What advice do you have for people who want to get started with their own BS type of endeavor?
SK: The formula works only for some. I mix humor, my personality, and my opinions of the news into one. Best advice, be real and be yourself. 

SR: A major part of your job is recorded interviews. Who was your most memorable guest and why?
SK: As of recently, Leonard Padilla and Zenaida Gonzalez. They brought in new people, said a lot of interesting things, and I got to prove ZG was a liar. 

SR: Are people generally receptive to your questions and willing to cooperate?
SK: At times, some questions may be omitted or subjects off limits. 

SR: What's the worst interview you've ever had?
SK: In the past, I used to bring a lot of readers on. Worst idea ever. 

SR: Do you ever get nervous while interviewing somebody?
SK: Sure, because I don't want to come off as being rude. I respect anyone who comes on, who doesn't lie. I'd roll out the brown carpet for anyone, but lying makes it worse. 

SR: You inject a lot of your own personality, sarcasm, and humor into your news persona. Some may argue that news should be objective. What do you say to those people?
SK: Screw 'em. If you don't like I have to say, may I suggest CNN? 

SR: Lately you've interviewed some pretty big names. Have you ever dealt with any imposters?
SK: No, usually I research the individual or speak to others before bringing anyone on. No imposters. 

SR: What's your most embarrassing on air moment? I know you have the ability to edit things, but surely you've done a few silly things while conducting an interview.
SK: When we did the live show, I remember the show went completely dead. It was the worst moment ever. As of late, I caught myself saying "um" a lot, worst habit ever. Obviously, some things are omitted from interviews, such as my stance on politics and religion. 

SR: Can you think of some of your stories that have generated the most controversy and/or feedback?
SK: Too many to list, but I've helped in many ways. I helped put a pedophile teacher away, brought national interest in a picture of a teacher who took a topless picture with her student, and got involved in the Caffey murder case, which I'm still involved in, and now the Casey Anthony case. 

SR: One of the reasons I really admire you is your dedication to the Caylee Anthony case. Tell me about your side project, the Caylee Memorial Site.
SK: A place to reflect your thoughts, generated by the thoughts of others, and I build on that. It's my personal reflection to honor the memory of Caylee. 

SR: What drew you to this case?
SK: I had a crappy childhood, it effects me. I see a three-year-old as the victim, with a mother who cared about herself, and it's tore me apart. I also was shocked by the amount of people who have followed this case and their dedication to seeing justice for Caylee. 

SR: How has the Caylee site affected your work with The Daily BS?
SK: It has its days. Costs are too high to run it and since I'm the lone individual, it takes away from my personal life. If people understood that when you deal with cancer, you're life can be taken away. I'm still alive, Caylee's not. That's my dedication. 

SR: Do you know the statistics for the daily views and where you get your funds for the Caylee site?
SK: While I generally do not share stats, you're an exception. Since the Caylee site's debut, it has generated over 15 million views, with an average of 300,000+ a day. It varies. I pay for the site myself, a donation button was added, but as the site continues to get bigger, bandwidth costs have increased the sites costs and has become very difficult to maintain. 

SR: Can you give me a general description of your target audience and the vast majority of your subscribers?
SK: The target audience has always been young people, 18-26. As of late, that has risen, with a mix of individuals, who like the brand that is offered. 

SR: With your projects, what is the legacy you hope to leave on the world? When people read The Daily BS, look at Caylee Memorial, and hear the name Sean Krause, what do you want them to think?
SK: Your life can be taken away at any moment. I just want people to know that anyone can make a difference, no matter how small or big. I want people to understand why I do what I do, and hope that people learn, crime doesn't pay. Otherwise, feel honored you're being written about. The news media will kiss your ass, I won't. If I made an impact, great. If not, at least I know I've tried.

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My
(Internet)
Life


Scrolling through Facebook updates several days before the new year, I stumbled upon a furious status about a wrecked car.  Riley, a popular on-air personality at Memphis radio station The Q, expressed her outrage regarding her damaged vehicle via status comment by giving the other driver a few choice words. It is worth noting that this is a drastic departure from her typical bubbly personality—she is cheerful, upbeat, and I have never seen her vocalize statements of this nature.  Her choice of words launched an engrossing debate as to whether or not this sort speech was appropriate for public figure in the community.  One of her most vocal critics, Matt, chastised her for setting a bad example for his little sister.  A heated argument ensued and the status was ultimately deleted.  

To think that such fallout emerged from Riley’s temporary outburst in response to her justifiable [in my opinion] bad day—especially when this sort of language/behavior is atypical for her—boggles my mind.  Although I make several references to what transpired between Matt and Riley—and offer quotes and insight from both of them—if you think their dispute is the focus on this article you miss my point entirely.  Whether or not you are a local celebrity, we can all relate to the double-edged sword of social networking, especially as it pertains to our professional lives.  I know that their heated exchange served as a catalyst for me as I contemplated more general internet issues…and the multitude of ways in which cyberspace affects both my personal and professional lives.  

It’s a dilemma straight out of SLC Punk:  are you selling out by making the decision to tone things down or is it a necessary sacrifice for adulthood?   

Does your role as a representative of your company stand in direct contradiction to your personal beliefs and the way you wish to express them?  Should you be judged in the corporate world by the content of your blog?  What if you alienate friends and acquaintances or future bosses with your views?  Can you vent your frustrations with your own terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day without being judged?  How would you feel if the content of your profile was used against you in some capacity?  Will your parenting be questioned if you post photos of yourself at a bachelorette party?  If you post pictures of people’s minor children should you first obtain their permission?  What’s the proper etiquette for friend requests with coworkers, other people’s parents and/or kids and younger siblings?  Is it fair that getting Googled is indeed fair game to most employers—or anyone for that matter?  Do you have difficulty reconciling your ‘real’ personality with your internet persona?  Consider these very real questions.  

Much of what I said involves the work you do for a paycheck…but what about that other critically important job many of us have?  Becoming a parent changes everything.  This is not to suggest you need to delete every photo you took from your glory days as a freshman in college, yet be cognizant of what’s out there and when it occurred.  Knowing that those epic photos of you doing keg stands, making obscene gestures with your tongue hanging out, or bumping and grinding with your friends were snapped while a babysitter is home with your sleeping infant suddenly doesn’t make them seem so ‘fun’ anymore.  Every parent is entitled to take a break once in a while to cut loose and have a good time.  Just be mindful of the statuses and photos associated with your night on the town…and don’t think that everyone scrolling through your pictures notices the dates.  Very few people will notice that the guy nibbling on your whipped cream bikini was taken three years before you gave birth—but the image and the lifestyle associated with it will be seared into their brains and the damage done.  Everything you say can and will be used against you.

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Some work environments are considerably more lenient than others when it comes to how employees portray themselves on social networking sites.  Those who find themselves in the creative field, service industry, and retail typically enjoy greater freedoms than, say, a teacher or a policeman.  How much do you truly represent your workplace and how much are you expected to?  Not to suggest that anyone is expendable, per se, but certain people have copious amounts of ‘face time’ with industry related clients and also the general public and it is of the utmost importance for these people to not only present themselves in a way that aligns with company values—but make sure their internet personas do the same.  If your 9 to 5 is with Focus on the Family, it is probably in your best interests to eliminate from your Facebook the fulfillment you get from your weekend volunteering at Planned Parenthood.  

My day job consists of serving as the administrative assistant for a local church.  I absolutely adore what I do, both the people I work with and the church itself, and would never want to jeopardize that by my online behavior.  Most of the changes I’ve made are minor—refraining from foul language, deleting a photo here and there, etc.  I’ve also become increasingly aware of the things that people say to me over the internet [and subsequently eliminated countless individuals], the impact of my attitude, how important it is to count my blessings, and how my behavior coincides with the mission of the church.  Above all else I’d say that’s due diligence on my part and not any radical personality transformation.  

Do not operate under the erroneous assumption that stringent privacy settings protect you from overexposure and information potentially being used against you.  A temporary setback for unwanted interlopers, perhaps, but definitely not a foolproof solution—and you have very little control over what others post about you.  Additionally, it simply isn’t feasible for some people to have a private profile.  Take Riley, for example, whose success depends on her popularity and community presence.  If the public is interested in her, that means Riley’s done her job, and she does not see this as a violation of her privacy.  She’ll always keep her profile public but will not hesitate to delete somebody the moment they step out of line.

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Matt’s primary concern with Riley’s diction involved the effects she has on her audience.  “Younger kids look up to her,” he says.  Although the minimum age for Facebook is thirteen that certainly doesn’t guarantee that every user is a teenager.  Parents need to communicate consistently with their kids and teens regarding the internet and the adult figures they emulate…but let’s not deviate off course with the age and parental control argument.  

However, Matt makes a valid point when he says that Riley is both a role model and a public figure.  The line becomes blurry when determining what exactly each of those responsibilities entails.  Riley recognizes this and takes it seriously:  “I do think that people consider me to be influential and that makes me proud.  Almost daily I get messaged from people asking me what I think about everything from fashion to relationship advice.  It sort of blows my mind every time it happens.  I feel really honored that people respect what I think. I am just a girl behind a microphone, but behind that microphone a lot of people are listening and I’m aware of that…In my life I have had people that I've looked up to that have shaped who I am as a person and if I can be that for someone then I have accomplished something big in life.  However, I am not Mother Teresa.  I respect the fact that a lot of the time people of all ages have their eyes on me because of my job but I am a person a not a robot.  I would never conduct myself in a way that would offend people on the air or at an event.  And trust me, when you work in an environment where there is often alcohol involved it would be easy for me to pull out my inner Puerto Rican but I don't.  I learned that lesson the hard way.  I am also careful to NEVER give my opinion on other people updates unless I know them personally.”

Let’s return to my example of working at the church.  It’s not an inaccurate statement to say that my many aspects of my personal theology and beliefs about faith are more liberal than some may be accustomed to, as my strong connection to Unitarian Universalism tremendously influences my spirituality.  The teachings of my workplace [where I also attend as a congregant—so obviously there’s not a conflict of interest as I would never affiliate myself with a religious organization that didn’t reflect the things I consider valuable] are not identical to UU.  Oftentimes there is ambiguity and room for interpretation within UU whereas those ideas are more clearly addressed at my church here.  I feel as though I am lucky to have the best of both worlds—in a way that is not offensive, contradictory, or sacrilegious to either belief.  I focus on the similarities, particularly the importance of giving back and being a good person, and feel so spiritually blessed that I have this incredible gift, instead of fixating on any differences.  [[Editor’s Note:  Expect an article for the next issue regarding my ‘blended family’ of faith and its countless rewards.]]

Having to dilute opinions isn’t easy for anyone.  Religion and politics are two of the most controversial subjects—ones that I love to debate and discuss—and it just so happens that I work in one of those realms.  While I would never tell a lie [“I just love being a Republican!”], it becomes my mission to respectfully convey my personal opinion—if and only if I am being explicitly asked—within the criteria for what is appropriate at work.  Somebody asked me point blank if I felt conflicted.  Au contraire.  I learn valuable lessons daily that transcend the work environment about how to present myself in a manner where people take me seriously, understanding the art of tactfully disagreeing with somebody, and ensuring that who I am as a whole person is not lost in one small part of my ideology.    

As with all potentially heated situations, it’s an exercise in restraint.  I have a pretty quick tongue and can be pretty feisty in my personal life.  But over the years in radio I have trained myself to bite my tongue. In the beginning of my career I fought that idea tooth and nail.  I was really headstrong and wasn't going to edit myself for anyone.  Now I think that a part of growing up professionally and personally was learning to breathe and move on.  I wouldn't say that I’m a totally different person in my radio life but there are certainly different shades of my personality that I reserve for the right occasion,” says Riley.  I cannot think of a better way to summarize this concept:  there comes a time in all of our lives where we have to put on our fancy shoes for an important event instead of running around barefoot without a care in the world.

There are instances where I probably need a muzzle—I’m totally guilty of what I call ‘internet word vomit’ and I’m guilty as charged when it comes to passionately speaking before I think—so in all honesty it can be quite difficult and I do struggle at times.  Regardless if I’m Mama Sloane, Church Employee Sloane, JiLTED Editor Sloane, or any of my other identities…my greatest hope is that I can stay true to myself in a way that is mature and professional while still being sassy and opinionated.

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“Any job in the public eye should be taken with respect for all walks of life,” maintains Matt.  Yet he adamantly insists that the fact she’s a public figure isn’t the only reason he spoke up, insisting that he would tell even a close friend to calm down if they had said something of that nature.   

Have you ever had words with a friend about how they conduct themselves online?  Definitely not an easy conversation to have in many circumstances, but a true friend [and we're talking offline relationships here] who genuinely has your best interests at heart will find a way to convey the message in an appropriate way, which often involves a private dialogue.  Let me reiterate that this refers to an exchange between two friends and not necessarily one's response to a public figure.

Riley summarizes the fine line of public notoriety perfectly:  “The kindness of others makes having a public Facebook worth it.  It’s really nice to have people go out of their way with their words to make you smile.  But I have a thick skin that took years to develop…and I know that most people don’t know me enough to judge based on a Facebook or Twitter update.”

Social media proves both a blessing and a curse when it comes to your personal life…or lack thereof.  Always be true to yourself but utilize discretion.  Don’t let criticism deter you.  Remember that it is a part of being an adult to take control of your online situation.  Find a way to strike the perfect balance. 

An Introduction to my Faith

June C. Straight works as a designer for the Tulsa World. She is a mother, a wife and a lover of Christ. Sometimes she's prone to unintentional rhyming. Professionally, June has enjoyed a varied career in journalism writing, editing and designing for publications across the U.S. Southeast and Midwest.
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11:35 a.m. Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I'm awake staring at my phone. The house is waking up. My bonus children are visiting. I want to get up, but I know once I do, I'll have to check my checking account. And once I do that, I'll see overdraft charges, a negative balance and returned check fees. And even though I know they're there. I just need a few more minutes, maybe even an hour to ignore this problem before I have to face it head on.

This is how you know you're a  woman about your business. It bothers you to be in the hole. You swallow panic attacks and put on a brave face, but this debt is a sign of failure and that ain't you ... at least I know it's not me.
They say it's OK, that I'm young and I'm doing great for my age. Most people my age aren't balancing a family and a career and still handling their business on the side.

But it's not OK with me. I don't want to face this failure.

My husband is a tattoo artist and since we've moved to this state has not been able to legally tattoo. There's no one to blame, so I'll volunteer myself. DAMN! I hate being broke. He is upset, more so than I am. Later he'll accuse me of not wanting to spend time with his kids. Doesn't he see how much I wanted them to enjoy themselves. Doesn't he see that I hate to fail too?

I think he thinks he's the only one. He's always saying I don't know what it's like. As if he were carrying this family on his back with no help from anyone.

I could say. 'Hey! I'm the one who keeps the 'steady' job, while you live out your dreams of 'being independent, black-owned and bout it,' but I have to work for the man first and do my own thing second.'
But I wont say that because he'll hear: 'Your sorry ass needs to get a real job'
And I'll retreat because a night's work and a day's responsibilities has already sucked the fight out of me.
So I lay in bed and do all that I can: Pray and breathe.

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This is a reflection of my faith. I wrote this passage in one of my darkest hours and looking back and I can still feel the pain, the shame and the sadness that was overwhelming my heart as I typed out these words. I can still taste the tears running down my face. I can still hear my daughter asking whispering “what’s wrong mama,” as I hunched over the keyboard, feverishly typing out my angst. Still, looking back at the hazy memory from more than a year ago, I can sense, that even then, my pride was too great to admit all shit I was going through at that moment. I was truly in my “fake it till you make it” phase that many Christians go through. All I could do was “Pray and breathe?” I’m sure if I was compelled to document my depression it was because up until that point all I had done was cry and curse. But I was building a base of strength that I could set my faith upon. If I had been honest I would have said … “I probably should be praying this one out right now, but how do you ask God to bail you out of a situation you entered outside of his will? How do you ask God to erase the consequences of your ungodly behavior?  That was really and truly where I was at that moment. Full of pride; full of hate; and full of the stubborn notion that I should have been able to fix this on my own. 

Now, more than a year later. I’m in a different place. And if I were to layout the frameworks of my faith it would be based in love and acceptance. Love that led my savior to give his life to save me for my sins, and acceptance that I’m going to do a lot of stupid things on my journey of service in the name of that savior.
I’m going to work hard and fail. I’m going to be lax and fail. I’m going to be hopping on my feet when I should be dropped down on my knees, but at my core, I’ll be rooted in love. 

So here I am in this different place living the exact same life. Living with a man who is still struggling to fulfill his Godly destiny; a man who chains his own failures to his feet and is intent on dragging them along on this spiritual journey. Here I am working nights and scrimping and saving to keep my head above water and my family well-fed. Here I am sighing as I live in the consequences and trip over the chains of my husbands failures. And yes, this time around you might actually catch me breathing and praying like my life depended on it.
So what has changed? Well, though I am still a proud and independent woman. I have shed my mantle of being a strong, black woman. Yes, I am strong and black and woman. But I am more so God’s child, and in his glory I have been made aware that the only failures I can own are the one’s I concede to. So I won’t accept that not yet meeting my goals makes me a failure. And I won’t take on pain or anxiety when facing my husband’s issues. I won’t hide under the covers and hope that God takes pity on my and parts my sea of troubles long enough for me to mosey on through.

No. This time around, my faith requires me to face the day, keep it moving and be real about who I am and where I stand. 

So, in this introduction to my faith, I’ll admit to you that yes, I curse (clearly); and sometimes I wake up and I find myself in the darkest, coldest place I can imagine. I cry and I hurt and I bite my tongue till it bleeds to keep myself from asking God why. I question my worth and my faith as well as the mission my Lord has sent me forth to complete. But at the end of the day I love Jesus. I believe in his message and I use it to guide me through all my aforementioned issues.

I pray and I breathe. I don’t just write about it. And as far as I’m concerned that’s all that really matters.

The 3D Witch: Acts of Daily Due Diligence

Mariah Riggins has been married since 2003. I graduated college December 2011, w/ Bachelor's in Psychology & Criminal Justice, minor in Philosophy. I have 2 VERY spoiled dogs. I'm blessed to be the High Priestess of the Court of Eternal Stars, a small intimate coven in the Memphis area.

“I have a meeting over lunch as is….”
“I have to plan a party for my daughters 4th grade class…”
“I have a headache, can’t even think straight…”

And on and on…

These are the excuses we give to ourselves when the topic of daily prayer, meditation, or ANY form of daily regular devotion comes up. We have to seem as if there was some monumental (see trivial) reason we neglected our relationship building between us and whatever God (s)/Goddess (es) we follow. In the book The Circle Within by Dianne Sylvan, she states the question this raises: “…whether a life too busy for our deepest beliefs is really much of a life at all” (pg 10). She goes on to point out the perks in faiths most pagans/Wiccans scoff at: Christians, Muslims, Jewish, Buddhist even, and more, have the rest of us beat when it comes to daily devotion. 

We need to work on becoming full-fledged 3D Witches, doing acts of Daily Due Diligence to our own specific faith/path. If your faith was on the big screen for all to see, what would the audience think? More importantly, if the movie of your faith was reviewed, what would you think of yourself? Most, not all, but most pagans ascribe to the idea we are accountable for our own actions, yet we let ourselves slide (very conveniently) when it comes to being well and really devoted.

            We know cars do not run well without regular oil changes and maintenance, we know computers need tweaking from time to time to keep them current and running smoothly,  and we know for our own personal health, check-ups and dentists visits can do us wonders. So why are we so resistant as pagans to the work needed to become the best version of a witch, or follower of the Old Ways, we can? 

In the instant gratification, constant rationalization society we have made, there is ALWAYS a reason we can make or give- but then aren’t we being as shallow and unfulfilled as we accuse our fellow fundamentalist faithful of being? Isn’t celebrating only the 8 holidays of the Wheel of the Year and the Full Moon rituals no better than the “Holiday Christian” or the “Confessional Catholic”? I have found many pagans, sadly myself included, all to happy too only give the lip-service required, all the while not giving deeply and regularly to the crafting, following, and follow through of their particular path. 

And the reasons can seem very sound at the time. Never one to not hold myself accountable: I was in my last semester of college this winter. I worked hard all semester, but honestly, could have spared more time for myself, my coven, and the dear friend I’m ‘training’ in our ways. I had the excuse of homework, papers to do; I needed time to myself, my husband, to my pets….and on and on. The biggest shame came on the day of graduation. Recently having ‘found’ ties to Saturn, the Roman God of Time and Rome’s Golden Age, whose holy day was the 17th of December, (the day of my graduation)-the day came, and I didn’t even light one candle or say one small thank you to Him. 

Ouch. 

Yes, I apologized, but the point remains…I was guilty of making the same mistake we belittle in others. Of course I meant well, and yes, graduation from college is a BIG deal; all the more reason to invite my Gods and Goddess to celebrate it with me. If we only call on Them in the times of need, stress or selfish wants…yuck. I do not need to spell out how wrong that is. Faith should be a 24/7 state of being, not a matter of convenience or token effort.

So how to fit that in with all the hundreds of other things we have to do in a day? EASY. “Wait”, you say, “if it was so easy, why didn’t you do it over your last semester?” Well, good point.  I have an answer. I didn’t realize it till I got out of my own way, and really thought about what I wanted out the upcoming year. So, here is my new found point of view, may you find something in it to relate to, and carry into your next year, and hopefully a better relationship with your deity/deities. 

Here is a string of questions (just go with me here):
1)      Do you brush your teeth at least once a day?
2)      Do you shower once a day?
3)      Do you eat one a day?
4)      Do you drive somewhere once a day?
5)      Do you have a pet? Do you pet it at least a few minutes a day?
6)      Do you have a spouse/significant other/child? Do you kiss them good night?
7)      Do you have one place you can stand/sit/ be at outside in privacy (somewhat private works, you won’t be naked, it’s ok!)

Answer any of these yes, and pick that. Now there is your one daily act. I’ll tell you mine, you just do yours. EVERYDAY, when I brush my teeth, I will “talk”, pray, think, somehow, someway, communicate with my Gods and Goddesses. 

Yep. That’s it. Nothing swanky, no robes, no candles, no circle needed. Just chat, tell them where I’m at, muse if you will…Something where they can get to know me better, and me to know them and myself a bit more. No thinking about what to cook for dinner, what to say to my husband about the day, nothing else. Keep my thoughts and concentration on THEM for all of 5 minutes. 

So I’ll start with that and go from there. I’ve been trying to say thanks for my food more often, to show respect for the chain of life and effort it takes to get to me and the energy it gives (And yes, we can do it too, not just Christians!). I already take candle light showers when I can, my (honestly) best thinking time I really get. I also do quite a bit of praying while I drive, but hey, I live in Memphis. I pet my gorgeous dog Maple every night before bed, and cuddle with her. All of these are tiny acts of devotion, for the Deities want us to love ourselves and our pets and family. 

Yet there is so much more I can do, with VERY little effort or time required. And even if it takes me a few more minutes a day, I agree with another point of Sylvan’s, “…the truth is, there is no such thing as a spiritual life without sacrifice” (pg 12). The Universe and all its infinite wonders and gifts come for free; the lessons and strength we wean from it, however, is usually hard fought and hard won. The hardest prize to win, though, is usually the best worth gaining. In this circumstance, it is a deep, meaningful, and REAL connection to your path, deity, and a better faith. 

So go brush your teeth, and pray. Blessed Be.