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June 2007

Who’s Gonna Teach Us to Tango?: A Discussion of Claudia Bushman’s MormonStories Interview
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Who’s Gonna Teach Us to Tango?: A Discussion of Claudia Bushman’s MormonStories Interview


Mormon Stories # 058: Women and the LDS Church Part 4 — 19th and Early 20th Century Mormon Women

Mormon Stories # 059: Women and the LDS Church Part 5 — 19th and Early 20th Century Mormon Women Part 2

Claudia Bushman shares more of her insights in this two-part series detailing the lives and experiences of Mormon women in the 19th and early 20th century. Dr. Bushman speaks of ten women who have taken the time to record their life experiences, and as she paraphrases and quotes from each woman’s story, Claudia adds contextual details to show why these stories are all significant. Here’s a list of the featured women:

Part I

1) Lucy Mack Smith, whose story gives great insight into the early life of the church and of the prophet Joseph Smith. Lucy, Joseph’s mother, mixes significant historical happenings with the mundane and comical experiences of daily life. Claudia notes that those who want to read Lucy’s words should seek out a copy of Lavina Fielding Anderson’s most recent edition, Lucy’s Book, as previous editions were often heavily edited to purge out some elements of the story (she adds that the editing was sometimes done in such a way that it vilified Emma, Joseph’s first wife, and Lucy because they chose not to travel West with the Saints).
2) Emma Smith’s blessing just after Joseph went to Carthage Jail, which can be found reprinted in Mormon Enigma. Claudia explains that when Joseph was leaving for Carthage, Emma asked for a blessing at his hand. He suggested that she write out her own blessing and he would sign it when he returned home. Joseph was killed by a mob while in the Jail, so the blessing was never signed. But it does offer great insight into the feelings of Emma towards her husband.
3) Charlotte Hafen, a Gentile wrote in 1843 about attending a party at Sidney Rigdon’s house in Nauvoo. We discover that this 9-hour long party included the tying of 5 quilts, an extensive meal, singing songs, and an original dance that started with marching and ended with kissing(!).
4) Mary Isabella Horne writing about the challenges of living in the Salt Lake Valley during the early years—living in a sod house and having to carry an umbrella indoors because of the mud coming down from the ceiling.
5) Ellis Reynolds Shipp: plural wife, mother of several children, and medical doctor. She went to medical school in the East despite a lack of enthusiasm about this career path from her husband. Ellis became pregnant while home for the summer after her first year in med school and returned to school anyways, giving birth just after her exams. Claudia speaks about the many Mormon career women in the Utah period, adding that there were more women doctors in the Utah region than anywhere else in the US.

Part II

6) Elizabeth Caine (wife of a friend of the Mormons, Thomas Caine), writes as she travels by wagon from Salt Lake to St George and describes the homes that she visits along the way. She found polygamy repulsive, especially when she saw on older man “going down the generations to his grandchildren’s time to seek a new partner…while she who shared the joys and sorrows of his youth looks on, old and grey.”
7) Claudia’s grandmother, Elizabeth Shupe Gordon (1866-1896) gives an inspiring account of her conversion to the church, speaking of burning “electric thrills” that she felt each time she read from the Book of Mormon.
8) Alice Louise Reynolds: Prof of English & Religion at BYU. She was such a friend to everyone that a group of women decided to organize an Alice Louise Reynolds Club, and there were 15 chapters of this club in the 50s. Never married, she spent her sabbaticals teaching at other universities and traveling. Amy Brown Lyman became her biographer, bio was published by ALR Clubs.
9) The Newberry-award winning author Virginia Sorensen.[Note: she mentions Sorensen elsewhere in the podcast and doesn’t discuss her much at this point]. Those who want to learn more about Mormon life in the early 20th century would enjoy reading Where Nothing is Long Ago, a collection of short stories by Sorensen.
10) Historian Juanita Brooks was this very powerful intellectual who lived a fairly traditional life. Claudia retells a humorous incident from Juanita’s childhood and then discusses her work as a historian: she would always kept the ironing board up and had a basket of dampened clothes near her desk and when someone came by she’d start ironing so they’d never know that she was really writing [note: this reminds me of the stories I’ve read of Jane Austen hiding her writing under her needlework]. Brooks would travel on overnight buses to do research in Salt Lake or at the Huntington Library.

The discussion ends with interviewer John Dehlin asking Claudia some general questions about women and religion. Some interesting points in this section occur when Claudia decries those that leave the church. She says,

“Leaving the church is not any kind of an answer to a better life. That’s just like leaving something good for outer darkness. It’s just better to stick with the church and try and make something out of it.”

Yet she also discusses how much the church has changed since she was younger, explaining that her grandchildren have told her that they’ve “never had a happy experience at church.” Claudia says that her childhood and teen years in the church were joyful and happy and that the “block” scheduling has destroyed much of the fun. “Who’s gonna teach us to tango now?” she asks as she reminisces about the tango dancing lesson she had annually in her ward.

Claudia encourages women to make their own way in the church, organizing projects and special interest groups. She says that those who are miserable in the church should write about their disaffection, leaving their thoughts for future generations. As she says at the beginning of Part I:

“It’s the people who write, who last. If any woman out there has any inclination to to remembered in the future, the next few generations, she’d just better get busy and write out her story, her experiences.”

Some questions for those of you who listen to the podcast:

1) Which the women she profiled were new to you? Which of their writings/stories did you find most compelling?

2) How do you express your feelings about the church? Do you write them down? Do you expect or hope that someday someone (a Mormon historian, perhaps) will be using your words to tell about the condition of women in the church in the 21st century? Do you see blogs as an accurate recording of the lives of contemporary LDS women?

3) If you could organize a special project or interest group in your ward, what would it be? Would you want to learn to tango? :)

Note: the photo above is of Alice Louise Reynolds.

June 30, 2007
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cherry


pink & green, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

These bright flowers are ‘cherry’ nasturtiums. They are a neon pinky-red color, though the lighting in this photo shows them as a paler pinkish hue. They bring me joy every time i walk in my front door, where they bubble out of their huge pot and send trailers up the wall and across the sidewalk…

June 30, 2007
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gem

A thought gem from this article:
Greg Dening, “Performing on the Beaches of the Mind: An Essay,” History and Theory 41 (Feb. 2002): 1–24.

“I read fast most of the time. That is because reading books…is my conversation with the world. My eyes are ahead of my mind when I read fast. I gobble sentences, paragraphs, pages whole. There is a white noise in the back of my mind as I read. It is the babble of worldwide conversations that affect my thinking. I’m in conversation with novelists, philosophers, anthropologists, historians, critics in this sort of reading. It is full of erotic, ecstatic moments when I think that what they are saying is what I myself am just about to say. But I am going to say it better!”

I like his certitude. Often when I read what others write and I have one of those moments when I realize that they are saying what I wanted to say, well I just throw my hands up in the air and despair of ever having something important to contribute…

June 30, 2007
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this one’s for you
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this one’s for you


daisy yellows, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

I look at this petite little daisy and I see the strength of one. In a sea of people we sometimes wonder if one person can ‘make a difference’, or if we really even matter at all. But I think we do, each of us!

I’ve been thinking a lot about SL’s post , which was a riff on an earlier post of mine. I think we both struggle with wanting to know what our place is in changing this world.

For me, lately, I have come to understand that I should be simple-minded in my efforts. I may not come up with a world-wide program for combating disease. I may not be a Paul Farmer or a Dorothy Day. But I can take pictures of flowers, and grow vegetables, and give a kind word. I can aim to have a welcoming home, where all can join in the simple pleasures of a good meal. I often play piano concertos on my record player and eat fine chocolate and hold a purring kitty on my lap. It’s all good.

In speaking of the women’s suffrage movement, Alice Paul wrote:

“I always feel the movement is a sort of mosaic. Each of us puts in one little stone, and then you get a great mosaic at the end.”

My efforts are my own little stone and I like thinking that they are a part of something bigger and grander than myself. Like one blossom in a meadow-full of flowers. :)

June 29, 2007
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peachy-orangey-red, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

Went on a short trip to my favorite plant nursery today. Today I was feeling like bright pink, red, and yellow. I chose a few new flowers for the garden, including this one!

June 28, 2007
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please don’t

I’ve been swimming in the mornings lately. Nice brisk athletic swims for about 45 min/day. I love the swimming part but I loathe exiting and entering the gym proper. There’s something about a one-legged woman on crutches that just sticks out like a sore thumb in a space devoted to ‘fit-ness.’

Yesterday there was this huge-mongous mass of preteen boys and their parents at the gym registering for some kind of basketball camp. No kidding, there were at least 200 people milling around in the doorways to the Rec Center. I tried to crutch through the crowd rather nonchalantly, but it wasn’t easy to have the crowd parting before me like the Red Sea of Stares. Conversations silencing as I pretended not to notice how many people were gaping.

When I went through my second set of doors somone’s mother made this HUGE show of rushing over to the glass doors to open them for me. Making it much more awkward for me to get through, actually, then if she’d let me open them myself.

I seriously considered backing up and going through a different door. Or taking a moment to tell her that I didn’t appreciate the way she made me feel when she did that.

Instead I just refused to verbally or visually acknowledge her actions. I just walked through the doors looking forward to the solitude of the water–where there would be no doors.

When I came home there was someone loading a moving van who had parked his vehicle across all of the disabled parking spaces in front of my apartment. I parked not too far away and then slowly crutched past the loading gate for the truck (which nearly completely blocked the sidewalk to my place). I made eye contact with him and didn’t smile or respond when he said ‘hi’ to me.

June 28, 2007
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photo-worthy


beeyooteeful, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

Photo: image of a purple flower with a bee sitting in the middle of the flower

Today’s photo is of the same flower and same bee as in a photo I posted last week. Which do you like better and why?

After Sara’s post about the emotions in photos, I’ve thought a lot about why some pictures “work” and others don’t. I get a lot of my inspiration from 3191, because their photos are so simple yet incredibly inspiring (they nearly take my breath away every morning—for example, who knew that two apricots on a paper towel could be so lovely?).

June 27, 2007
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dandy-lion, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

Photo: closeup of a dandelion clock

When I was a kid it was such a treat to blow the fuzz off of a dandelion clock. I still enjoy it, but not when I find them in my garden (hmmmm…do you think it any coincidence that they only seem to pop up in the children’s area?)

June 26, 2007
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non, je ne regrette rien
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non, je ne regrette rien

If “La Vie en Rose” is playing in a theater near you, I highly recommend that you watch it. It’s well-crafted, well-acted, and quite moving. A biopic about French singer Edith Piaf, it’s not hagiographic. She was certainly human: selfish, addicted to drugs and alcohol, etc. But she also experienced enormous tragedy: her only child dying, several traumatic relationships, a childhood spent in her grandmother’s brothel, singing on the streets to earn money for food & booze. Though the film doesn’t touch on her resistance work during WWII, that’s also an important element of her fame and fiery spirit.

The film is non-chronological, which works well in this case as it contrasts her youthful disappointments, her meteoric rise to fame, and then her physical decline from chronic & terminal disease in her late 40s. For me, the overarching theme of the film was for Piaf to actually ‘live’ her music rather than just belting out pretty songs. By the end, when she is onstage in what will be a final heroic rendition of her song “Non, Je ne Regrette Rien”, you can see that she really owns the song. It is pure Edith Piaf, with all of her flaws, singing of the richness of her life. Here’s a quick youtube vid of her performing the song following these translated lyrics…

Translated from the French
No! No regrets
No! I will have no regrets
All the things
That went wrong
For at last I have learned to be strong

No! No regrets
No! I will have no regrets
For the grief doesn’t last
It is gone
I’ve forgotten the past

And the memories I had
I no longer desire
Both the good and the bad
I have flung in a fire
And I feel in my heart
That the seed has been sown
It is something quite new
It’s like nothing I’ve known

No! No regrets
No! I will have no regrets
All the things that went wrong
For at last I have learned to be strong

No! No regrets
No! I will have no regrets
For the seed that is new
It’s the love that is growing for you

June 24, 2007
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naptime…


spiky, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

Photo: closeup of purplish round spiky flower

Not sure what this flower is–I encountered it at the Huntington Library. It was just so alien-looking that I thought I’d try for a photo. Because it was bright outside it looks a bit washed out on the edges. Were I to use photoshop I’m sure I could fix that….

We are all a bit weary around here. The Farmer’s Market was hot today and we went around noon-ish. This, after CatGirl’s slumber party at a friend’s house last nite and GameBoy’s 4 hour Wii extravaganza at Bonny’s cool beachfront place (and GB will arrive home momentarily from a pool party w/his D&D friends and will undoubtedly be exhausted). Add in to the mix the fact that John and I ate at the tastiest little French bistro before strolling to the Lido for “La Vie en Rose” last nite and you can guess that we are all ready for an afternoon nap! ( I am still digesting the best-ever melt-in-your-salmon from last night’s dinner…)

A part of me can hardly relax, though, because of all the excitement in the garden. We’ll soon be harvesting our funky purple-podded beans, early this morning I planted all of the basil and tomatoes rescued from Suz’s garden (yay!), and we bought the most gorgeous hidcote lavender bush at the Farmer’s market (just what I have wanted for years!) that needs to be planted when the weather cools a bit this evening. I also need to tend to the blueberry bush and mini-orange tree from Suz–I rather hastily placed their pots in the garden and I need to fertilize them and make sure that they are placed in ‘just the right places.’ Oh, and a friend gave me a copy of Pat Welsh’s Southern California Gardening and now I have so many new ideas/projects….

June 23, 2007
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not quite centered


wildflower, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

photo: orange daisy-like flower with dark mosaic center.

This flower was among those that I dug out from my sister’s yard in preparation for her move. I’m just loving it and its floral companions in my garden! Such a bright spot in my day :)

Today they load the truck and she&Chris&Pete&Stinky are on their way north. We are looking forward to croquet and DDR and Riverside nachos in their new home!

June 22, 2007
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Call me Lily

You Are A Lily

You are a nurturer and all around natural therapist.
People see you as their rock. And they are able to depend on you.
You are a soothing influence. You can make people feel better with a few words.
Your caring has more of an impact than even you realize.
What Flower Are You?
June 21, 2007
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