Top 5 Songs of the Week (theme: transitional shifting)

During the transition from winter to spring, there are often a lot of emotions that come up.  Winter represents a dormant time of rest, stillness, and death; while spring represents a season of birth, germination and an opportunity for a tiny seed to grow into a little bud. Though spring brings new life and resurrection, it can also be a reminder of what has been lost or what needs to be let go of in order to allow space for fresh sprouts to flourish.  As I take inventory of my personal losses and situations I wish could have been different in the past, I also continue to move forward towards a future of unbounded faith, while attempting to maintain an appreciation for every moment that comes my way… in the present here-and-now.

It’s quite easy to get lost in the clouds and dream of “better” days, however maybe the times we all long for are taking place right now; here on the ground and underneath our own two feet.  Perhaps heaven doesn’t exist in a far away land off in the distant sky.  Maybe glimpses can be seen and revealed in everyday moments with ordinary people.  So the question is.. what do you see in your life?  Are you able to see glimpses of heaven or are you living in a personal hell?  Sometimes the pendulum can swing pretty wide, and it’s often not always a black and white scenario.  Shades of gray mainly permeate the air and sometimes it’s hard to know how to navigate.  However, instead of trying to take control of a situation and jump in the driver’s seat to get to the next destination or solve the existing riddle, perhaps allowing oneself to float within the spectrum of overcast pigments can allow room for a kaleidoscope of colors to shine through. 

All this to say that spring is arriving, I’m stoked about it and here are a few songs I’ve chosen to represent this time of transitional shifting and change.

Just discovered these guys. Super sweet song.
Jamestown Revival – Golden Age

Recently went back to re-discover the tunes of this leading lady.
Alison Krauss & Union Station – Paper Airplanes

Our local Seattle hometown heroes.
The Head & the Heart – 10,000 Weight in Gold

This duo is hilarious. That’s all.
Shovels & Rope – The Devil is All Around

Super epic worship band. This is a great acoustic version of this anthem.
Hillsong United – Oceans

Chicken Enchilasagna

Here’s a fun and tasty recipe that’s guaranteed to be a party-pleaser.  I guess you could call it a Mexican spin on an Italian classic.


boneless chicken breast (1 lb)
corn tortillas
three-cheese blend
roasted corn
black beans (1 can, drained)
red bell pepper (chopped)
tomato sauce (1 can)
white onion (chopped)
garlic (1 bulb)
chili powder
garlic powder
olive oil
vegetable oil
brown sugar
tortilla chips (optional for garnish)

The chicken..

  • In a large stock pot, heat approximately 1 tbsp. olive oil on medium heat.
  • Add garlic cloves and chopped white onions.
  • Add approximately 1 tbsp. of chili powder and oregano.
  • Slowly saute onions, garlic and spices together (stirring frequently).
  • Add boneless chicken, fully coating chicken with oil and spices. Lightly brown, then add 4 cups of water.
  • Cover and boil for 25-30 minutes, or until chicken is cooked thoroughly.
  • Remove chicken from broth and pull apart with two forks. Set aside.



The enchilada sauce..

  • Heat approximately 1 tbsp. of vegetable oil on medium heat.
  • Add approximately 3 tbsp. of chili powder and 1 tbsp. each of cumin, garlic powder, and oregano.
  • Stir together to create the flavor base for about 2-3 minutes.
  • Add one can of tomato sauce. Stir on low to medium heat.
  • Add 1 tbsp. of brown sugar and salt.
  • Add sprinkles of flour to create a smooth consistency.
  • You want the sauce to taste sweet with a hint of spice.
  • Keep stirring on low to medium heat (you don’t want the sauce to burn).


The casserole…

  • Preheat oven to 375 degrees.
  • In a 9 x 14 baking pan or casserole dish, coat bottom of pan with a layer of enchilada sauce.
  • Take the remaining sauce, and mix it with the pulled chicken in a large bowl. Make sure the chicken is fully coated with sauce.
  • Cut corn tortillas in half. Layer the halves on top of the sauce in pan.
  • Add one package of roasted corn, one can of black beans and a layer of chicken.
  • Add another layer of tortilla halves, enchilada sauce and chicken.
  • Add chopped red bell peppers and a layer of cheese (3 cheese grated blend).
  • Bake uncovered for 35-40 minutes.
  • Let cool for 5-10 minutes, slice and serve! Also stores well for leftovers the next day.
  • Optional: garnish with tortilla chips around the border and call it good.




An Ode to Hopping on Another Reflective Bandwagon of the Year.

Dark Hole in a Tree Trunk, Olympic National Forest

As a new year begins, one can’t help to reflect on the year that has just passed. What a wild ride.  I’m not a resolution type girl, because I feel making new years resolutions can place one on a dangerous path of unfulfilled and unmet expectations, especially if and when things don’t pan out.  For more about why resolutions are problematic, click here.

Of course one must live with hopes and dreams, however, in most cases, maybe slow and steady “wins the race.” Perhaps it’s not about how you’re going to accomplish something, change your lifestyle and become someone better, but instead accept what has been given to you and work what what you have, while still keeping a glimmering flame alive for those moments of joy, beauty and peace.. however few and far between they may seem to come.

This article is an ode to hopping on another reflective bandwagon.  It’s so cliche.  I suppose I could have tried to think of a more “original” idea or attempt to come up with something new and innovative, but I like to recycle and compost.  How can one literally turn manure and decaying matter that’s been thrown your way into fertile soil and organic material that can be used to plant further seeds of cultivating blossoms?  It’s like the age old saying, what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger.  How annoying.  What if one doesn’t want to be a stiff, solid strong rock?  Sometimes it seems easier to wither and float away. It seems more appealing to be a leaf that changes colors like a chameleon, or drifts from one tree to the next.  Rumi, the legendary Persian poet, Islamic scholar and Sufi mystic states, if you are irritated by every rub, how will you be polished?  So the question then is are we meant to be shaped and polished and who is doing the polishing?

Apparently there are a plethora of various polishing techniques.  When one polishes something, perhaps a jewel, a sculpture, or a car, sometimes a piece of paint needs to be completely scraped off, a piece of metal needs to be burned at extreme temperatures or a piece of wood needs to be rubbed harshly with sandpaper.  How painful.  However, without taking these necessary steps, how can the process of enhancement and ultimate refinement continue?  One can “gloss over” and continue to paint thicker and thicker layers on one’s walls in order to hide the festering mold and holes, but the underlying matter still remains.  Sometimes we have to be stripped.  Stripped savagely.  And it sucks.

As I continue on my reflective bandwagon, the common themes of my year have been related to loss, renewal and deep questioning.   I started off the year stranded in the snow in a four car pile-up, and ironically I ended the year in a t-boned car accident that’s left me stranded without a car.  In addition to addressing my health care needs due to these accidents, I’ve also had many other transitions throughout the year.

  • completed a contract assisting a music school, which resulted in a publication of a music textbook.
  • ended a job at an Italian bistro I worked at for 2 years, due to the restaurant closing its doors.
  • was a part-time teaching assistant at a private preschool working with 4 and 5 year olds.  They were so cute.
  • started a serving position at a prominent and upscale Trattoria in downtown Seattle.
  • hosted my first annual chili cook-off (my team won!)
  • said good-bye to old roommates and hello to new ones.
  • became more actively involved in volunteering at my church.
  • started graduate school, working towards a Master’s in Counseling Psychology.

Wishes for 2015..

  • Take some time to travel, if possible.
  • Spend more time with old friends and deepen my current friendships.
  • Go on real “dates.”
  • Participate in an intimate and fruitful relationship with someone who holds a common shared vision.
  • Continue my post-accident health care journey.
  • Continue to grow in my faith and remain hopeful.. wherever the path shall lead.

by Kristin Bach
Copyright 2015

Top 5 Christmas Songs (2014)

The Swingle Sisters – O Come, O Come Emmanuel
Super sweet acapella.

Blind Boys of Alabama (featuring Tom Waits) – Go Tell It On the Mountain
Groovy and funky soul.

Ella Fitzgerald – Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
Smooth and swingin.’

King’s College Choir – O Come All Ye Faithful
Beautiful hymn with traditional choir and pipe organ.

John Lennon – Happy Xmas (War is Over)
Peace, love and hope.

The Psychology of Interstellar (part 1): Concept of Hope & the Power of Relationships

Image borrowed from Mashable.

Interstellar was a breath-taking, extremely thought-provoking and emotional heart-wrenching clencher. If you haven’t seen this film yet, I highly recommend it. I was on the edge of my seat for the entire 3 hours and it never dragged on or felt like it was too long. I was always wondering what was going to happen next and was filled with much wonder, awe and tears. The entire film opens up a world of uncertainty and unanswered questions, but the finale leaves behind a feeling of hope. I’m not sure if there is one main plot, theme or lesson to be taken from this film. One could probably spend an entire lifetime analyzing the direct and subtle themes the director, Christopher Nolan, has presented. He brings various existential questions to the surface on numerous levels, and though this is a film about outer space and time-travel, it is done in a beautiful way that brings it realistically back to our own personal humanity and the perceptual power of relationships.

A few major themes Nolan exposes is the state of our humanity on Earth in terms of climate change, dwindling food supply, what is happening in our educational system, and explores the concept of truth. There is a robot named Tars that has been programmed to exert certain percentages of “truth” and “discretion.” He has been programmed to speak 90% truth, because the belief is that sometimes the full truth is not what’s best. Based on events that take place, Tars later becomes re-programmed into speaking 95% truth.

This film also tackles love, gravitational pulls, black holes, isolation and the concept of salvation.  There are huge parallels among the fields of psychology, science, philosophy, religion and bare bones instinctual survival.  Dr. Mann, played by Matt Damon does a suburb job of portraying a single, successful astrophysicist who has been isolated on an ice-filled planet for several years (the concept of time is completely relative, so in essence, we don’t really know how long he was stranded for because our perception of time on Earth is different depending on where one is placed at in a space-time continuum).

Dr. Mann was part of a Lazarus mission that was sent out to find another planet for humanity to survive on. He ends up stranded, sends false messages back to Earth stating that he has found an answer, then puts himself in a hibernation chamber, in hopes that he will be rescued.  When the Endurance crew, made up of main characters Matthew McConaughey (Cooper) and Anne Hathaway (Brand) find and release him from hibernation, he is literally in awe and thankful that he has been “raised from the dead.”   This is an obvious parallel of the gospel of John in the New Testament, where Lazarus was a sick man who had fallen asleep and then was raised from the dead by Jesus.  If Jesus truly is flesh and bone, as well as the son of God sent to “save” humanity, then Anne Hathaway becomes an imaged reflection of God at the end of the film when she arrives on Edmund’s planet in hopes of re-colonizing this “new Earth” in order to restore and renew the human race.

Dr. Mann’s character, though short-lived, is extremely influential in that he brings to light the true spirit of our paradoxical human nature, of which we have an innate tendency for survival and to rely only on ourselves (whether as a personal “self” or self as humankind), yet at the same time have a deep desperate need for others (whether through relationships with our own kind or a deep longing to connect with a singular or plural entity beyond our imagined perceptions).  Even though Dr. Mann ends up reunited with his peers, his extended period of cold, desolate isolation has caused him to go mad and he continues on a solitary journey of only trying to save himself.  In a last ditch effort, he attempts to murder Cooper, rejects his human “saviors” and ends up killing himself.

The relationship between Cooper and his daughter Murph is another compelling tale of fatherly love and gravitational pull.  The passion and hope kept alive by Brand who is in love with Dr. Edmunds, who may or may not be alive on the last planet they have been sent to explore, is another beautiful, yet idealistic notion.  She is literally soaring through the universe through endless space and time in a desire to be with her lover.  She cannot accept the fact that he is probably dead, but instead is kept fully alive by the uncertain possibility that he may not be so.  This is directly in relation to Murph’s lifelong search to reconnect with her father who she felt abandoned her, yet she still holds on to the promise that he will one day return.   At the same time Cooper is perilously trying to return home to his daughter and attempts to communicate with her through books and Morse-code signals on a wristwatch, while somehow existing in a tesseract which is almost like a warped infinite bridge or 4th dimension between the 3D world on Earth and the fifth (or assorted multitude of dimensions) subsisting in space.  What starts as a story of finding truth and survival through scientific data becomes an ultimate mission and desperate attempt to connect and be reconciled with love.
by Kristin Bach
Copyright 2014

I’ve just lightly touched on a few themes of “Interstellar” and will attempt to formulate my thoughts on space, time, multiple dimensionality and what it means for gravity to be a “problem” in my next article.  To be continued…

Knowledge is not power

Tree of Knowledge

Many have heard the saying, “knowledge is power.” Quotes like this get blasted frequently on social media, on motivational websites, billboards and signs. I’m not quite sure exactly who coined this phrase or where it originated from, however, I’m pretty sure this was an overall theme or slogan during the Age of Enlightenment which guided much of the Western world in the 1800’s.  There is always a leading cultural or thought movement that permeates society at a particular time.  It’s actually quite exciting.  What makes it exciting is that what we think we know now may be completely challenged and transformed over the next 100, 1000 or 10,000 years.  We are constantly revolutionizing or revisiting our thought patterns and ideas about humanity, nature, and the ways of the world.

As a college-educated female currently pursuing a Master’s degree, one may say that I already have some sort of “knowledge base.”  I was born in America of South Korean and German descent, and was raised by two immigrant parents (a South Korean mother and a Puerto Rican father who joined the U.S. military at age 18).  I moved around my entire childhood, have traveled to different countries and experienced an array of cultures.    My multicultural background places me in a particular position of “knowing” of certain customs.  My exploration, involvement and identification with a myriad of faith traditions (from various Eastern disciplines to “New Age” metaphysical studies to now a reformed Christian) once again places me in an interesting category of “knowing,” especially compared to the majority of peers at my current school who were mostly raised in traditional Christian church backgrounds.  However, one could argue that perhaps I truly don’t know myself or much at all, which is why I have searched high and low to feel like I belong or can fit in to a particular group’s worldview.  In essence I am still searching…

Several years ago I moved away from the Eastern Buddhist path.  The reason why is because once I reached a certain state of “enlightenment,” I was left feeling very empty.  Once I was emptied, I didn’t know where to go from there and was having a hard time acclimating back into the “real world.” It’s one thing to be in a silent retreat center in the woods with other meditators, but how does that translate to being in authentic relationship with people in everyday situations?  No matter how hard I tried to integrate my two worlds, I was left feeling like there was a divide.  I finally realized that I am not an enlightened mini-god in ultimate control of my life.  Mind or thought control is not the ultimate goal, and neither is trying to get to heaven.  There is a grander story happening beyond what we can even comprehend or imagine and it is actually happening presently here and now.

The more I dive into my current studies, I can’t help to wonder what really matters in the grand scheme.  Yes of course it’s important to honor where we came from, what we’ve been through and what experiences we bring to the table, but getting an educational degree just to obtain “knowledge” also feels empty and un-fulfilling.   Reading through endless books and writing a bunch of papers to prove to professors that I “know” something is not something I really care about.  If I “fail” for voicing my authentic thoughts, then so be it.

It is in most people’s nature to want to be in the “know.” Often times when one doesn’t know what to expect, there is anxiety and fear that gets built up.  We want to “know” how to support our family, pay our mortgage or rent.  We want to “know” that our friends and partners are going to be there for us in times of trouble.  We want to “know” answers to questions when they are presented.  However, if all one cares about is building up an encyclopedia of knowledge in one’s head, then what?  Of course it’s always fun to be around that person that can recite a ridiculous amount of character movie lines, can illustrate the hidden meaning of every influential song, can describe the history of revolutionized nations and explain the cuisine of every country in the world.   Sure these scholars are smart and ones to be admired.  These “sources of knowledge” can be called upon as a resource, for guidance and consultation.  However, these same people can also be off-putting or deemed arrogant depending on the way they present their expertise.   One may say that knowledge equates to power.  However, I feel that true power is being able to walk into the unknown..  to be able to walk into uncertainty with certainty.

To not know the answer is okay.  To not know the end result or how the story is going to manifest is perfectly fine.  Everyone hates a spoiler.  Though we yearn for answers, we also loathe it.  Once one knows exactly how something is going be, it can often ruin the mystery of the moment, the improvisation of life.  Life is nothing but improvisation.  I have my list of to-do’s every day and am thankful if I make it to at least one of them.  Yet beyond the list, what is happening between the lines and spaces?  Are you available to live outside of your index?  Are you available to let go of your knowledge and your desire for knowledge?  What happens when things don’t go according to plan?

It is kind of ridiculous to think that we actually “know it all.”  Columbus thought the world was flat.  Cigarettes were never thought to be harmful to one’s health.  We know a lot less than we think.  I’m not advocating that one should stop learning and striving for knowledge.  It is imperative to continue to evolve, learn every day, be disciplined and dedicate our lives to a particular passion or cause (or maybe a few).  It’s vital to do things that bring us joy, whether that’s music, travel, cooking or spending time with family and friends.  I also think it is crucial to dive into things that make you feel uncomfortable.  If all you’re after is a sedentary, comfortable life while watching others pass by, then what are you ultimately living for?

It’s not what you do, it’s how you do it.  It’s not what you know, but how you engage and participate. We must also be constantly reminded that what it is we think we know may not actually be so. What’s more important are the questions.  Are you asking any?   If so, are you open enough to receive varying viewpoints that may conflict with your existing foundational knowledge base?  Surrounding yourself primarily with others that agree and have the same view is only okay to a certain extent.  It is very important to step out of this box.  To step out into the unknown, dream, desire and imagine is essential for our continued growth and evolution.  The day you lock away your curiosity, stop asking questions and cease to wonder becomes a day of death for your soul.

by Kristin Bach
Copyright 2014