More Aspen!


Best part of hiking the park trails in town is all the “hidden” art along the paths. Plus, on a Monday, almost nobody was on the trails! It is easy to meditate in Aspen.



One kind soul did wander by so I could ask him to take my picture. He was one of the few on the trail who did not have a giant (but well-behaved) dog. I saw one big Jeepish car with 3 big dogs in the back seat, hanging their heads out the windows, and another big dog doing the same from the passenger seat.

Crocs enjoy the view from my back porch at the Hotel Aspen. Sadly, crocs are not in style in Aspen — it’s flip-flops, duh. So many women out at night in fall outfits, wrapped in jackets and thick scarves, and flip-flops on their feet.

Aspen!

shoes atop Ajax Mountain, Aspen

These shoes once trod upon Machu Picchu, but this weekend they surmounted Ajax Mountain in Aspen. (They were made from recycled tires, so who knows where else they have been). Unsurprisingly, I was the only one clad completely in black hiking the tyro trail Sunday afternoon; dressed for texture and not color this morning.

The camera battery went dim, but I still managed a shot as we rode the gondola back into town.

Here’s why I was here, the second Aspen Brain Festival, at the Aspen Institute. Dana sent me this year because the theme was neuroeducation, which we’re hot on. Stay tuned for my reporting from the forum, and a cool podcast in a month or so.

Active Learning

[by me for the Dana Foundation blog. See more great stuff there!]

Despite falling SAT scores and employers reporting that high-school grads can’t run the cash register, researchers, educators, and parents each have some pieces of the puzzle of how children learn best. But somehow, all these experts don’t always share what they know.

Consider the power of playful learning. While research shows that unstructured play promotes attention and critical thinking skills and exercise can reduce stress and help prevent obesity, some schools are dropping recess and cutting back on playtime. At home, some parents equate playtime with wasted time, even though imaginative play, like planning and holding a pretend tea party, helps children practice social conversation and completing tasks in order.

How do we change their minds? That’s the task the Learning Resources Network, or L_rn, has taken on. Its first big project was the highly successful Ultimate Block Party in New York’s Central Park last fall; event planners expected a few thousand families and instead drew more than 50,000. Even The New York Times took notice, albeit a few months later. Local leaders repeated its success recently in Toronto, and on Sunday afternoon, Oct. 2, Baltimore Public Schools will host the third party, on Rash field in Baltimore’s Inner Harbor.

“We want to share the science,” said Roberta Michnick Golinkoff of the University of Delaware during a forum on the project on Wednesday. “We know how kids learn best; it’s out there, it’s not a secret anymore.”

This four-minute video from last year tells their story, from problems to solutions:

“We want to show the science of learning through play,” said L-rn’s Publisher Susan Magsamen of Johns Hopkins University during a forum on Wednesday. The Ultimate Block Party is an application of these principles in the real world, and next month the group will launch an application in the virtual world, the Web portal l-rn.com.

Even though I’m not a kid anymore, I’m planning to go to the party in Baltimore. Learning is lifelong, after all. And, as I wrote for the Baltimore magazine Urbanite back in 2006, many of us, of all ages, could use more play in our lives.

Where are we with pain?

At one session at a forum put on by One Mind for Research in Boston last spring, researchers described progress in treating the invisible wounds sustained by the brain, including post-traumatic stress disorder, concussions, and chronic pain (see earlier post: “Targeting the Effects of War on the Brain“). I learned a lot at the forum, but one comment by presenter Clifford J. Woolf, director of the program in neurobiology at Children’s Hospital Boston, especially jumped out at me.

While we have made enormous progress in promoting survival after injury and great advances in rehabilitation, he said, “in fact an area that has really lagged behind relates to the pain associated with combat injury.” I wanted to know more: Where are we in our ability to identify and treat this very common but frustratingly individual ailment?

I assigned reporter and author Kayt Sukel to investigate further. We’ve just posted her story “Is the Neuroscientific Study of Pain Lagging?” Short answer: We have been stuck but now with new tools we might tease out some answers sooner rather than later. Find out more at www.dana.org.

–Nicky Penttila

No Expiration Date on PTSD

Even though I live near Washington, DC, I’m not a politics maven. I remember when Sen. Max Cleland lost his seat in 2002, but I hadn’t heard anything about him since, so I figured he had happily retired from the often-dirty fray. I could not have been more wrong.

I saw him again last month when he spoke to the researchers, biotech workers, and advocates at the “Next Frontier of the Brain” forum in Boston. Instead of relaxing after his decades of public service, Cleland had spiraled down into the abyss of PTSD—more than 40 years after he was grievously wounded in Vietnam.

“People who overcome, especially, physical injuries…usually do it by means of having some kind of purpose in their life. I had a strong meaning and purpose; it was called politics, government service.”

“But then I lost [the election]. I lost my sense of meaning and purpose and destiny, vision. And at that point, then the reality of the wounding came into play. Then I realized, only recently, I was dealing with something that was much bigger than I was. And that was the basic, fundamental aspect of your brain.

“I went down into a massive, deep, dark depression sparked by massive anxiety and what we now know flooding of adrenaline and cortisol into the system—and all of that stuff came flooding back from forty-some-odd years ago, just like I was on the battlefield again, dying, overwhelmed, overcome.” At one point, he said, he was so disabled, emotionally and cognitively, that he lost the ability to read.

Cleland went back to Walter Reed hospital, where he had first recovered from the loss of parts of three limbs in 1968. This time, the doctors helped him start to heal his inner wounds. “Thank God, patient help, trauma counseling at Walter Reed…anti-depressant for a while, I began to recover. And I’m beginning to restore my sense of self and all these other things, and then, you know, magically the emotions come back, and the cerebral capability comes back, and then you begin to start thinking again about meaning and purpose.”

Cleland also tells his story in the documentary film Halfway Home, which follows several veterans through their first years home from war. The film had its Boston premiere as part of the forum; its director, Paul Freedman, and narrator, Martin Sheen, joined Cleland to talk about the film after the showing.

In the film, Cleland describes one of his low moments at Walter Reed, sitting and sobbing uncontrollably and then hearing, through the wall, his own voice, cheerful. It was from a video he had recorded long ago to inspire newly wounded patients to not give up.

“I had no idea for years, for decades, that I might have some kind of something called post-traumatic stress disorder,” he said at the forum. “For those who have been wounded, whether they have been physically wounded or not, when they have been traumatized, that old horse, that thousand-pound steed in your mind, has been spooked. It has been spooked. And if it has been spooked numerous times, it ain’t ever forgetting.”

“And so anything that comes along and spooks that horse—we call it triggers, nowadays—then you’re off and running. You’re liable to be thrown off the horse and dragged along the ground.”

Now Cleland is secretary of the American Battle Monuments Commission and, as always, a strong advocate for veterans. And he wrote a book about his journey, Heart of a Patriot: How I Found the Courage to Survive Vietnam, Walter Reed and Karl Rove. He ended his remarks with a plea to the audience: “Those of us that have made that journey and hundreds of thousands, really, millions of young Americans who have put their lives on the line for the rest of us, need you. We need you.”

His remarks start just after the first minute of this video; researchers on pain, PTSD, and concussion follow (here you can find a description of those presentations). Video and mp3 audio also available on The Science Network site.

The forum was held in Boston May 23–25 by the One Mind for Research campaign, whose goal is “to significantly reduce the U.S. burden of disability due to brain disorders.” The campaigners released a blueprint of research goals at the event: “A Ten-Year Plan for Neuroscience: From Molecules to Brain Health” (PDF). Videos of all the sessions and interviews are collected on the Science Network site.

Just before I left to travel to the conference, I read in my local paper of a hit-and-run driver who had killed a pedestrian in the dark of night. The top of the story described the accident and suggested alcohol was involved. In the middle of the story, I read that the driver, who was found disoriented in a nearby field, was a friend of the person he had allegedly hit; they were both headed home in the same neighborhood. At the end of the story, I learned that the driver was recently returned from a war zone. Now when I hear these stories, I wonder: Was he showing symptoms of PTSD? Was he getting the re-entry care he needed? Are there others like him we must help?

[This post first appeared on the Dana Foundation blog; find more great stuff there!]

Writers do New York

Romance Writers of America has taken over the Marriott Marquis in Times Square for its annual convention this year. This year’s theme is “Bright Lights, Big Stories,” and with more than 2,100 writers attending, there are a lot of great stories here. And books — I have three dozen already. Need another suitcase!
Here’s the view from my window:

National PTSD Awareness Day

As promised, for National PTSD Awareness Day, June 27, I wrote a post for the Dana Foundation blog about one survivor and how the illness may strike decades later than the original trauma. Sen. Cleland’s story, and the others I heard that day, brought home how important it is to learn more about our brains and how to help heal them. I trust our service men and women — and all of us — have good care when their day comes.

Want more? I also heard from writer Sue Diaz, whose son, a Purple Heart veteran, served two tours of duty in Iraq. “While he was there I chronicled that experience from the perspective of the home front for several publications,” she wrote, including as a book, Minefields of the Heart. She sent a link to a 3-minute video, too.

Targeting the effects of war on the brain

My second post from the One Mind for Research forum is up on the Dana site. It’s the science part of one of the sessions. I’m going to write about the emotional part for a post on June 27, National PTSD Awareness Day. Stay tuned!

The country’s library

This past Saturday I got to tour the Library of Congress with my some of my buddies from Washington Romance Writers. A WRW member, Virginia Virtucci, worked at LoC for 38 years and now volunteers as a docent, and she took us down hallways, up stairs and all around, describing just a few of the many architectural treasures and allegorical art in the building. LoC has a gigantic website that gives all the details, so I’ll stick to what impressed me the most.

First: WOW. I’d been to quite a few lectures in the LoC before, but always come in the back entrance, so I’d never seen the entry hall. Gorgeous! Here’s Virginia in the hall shining a light on the two figures bookending an entry arch: A young reader and an old reader, showing that learning is a life-long pursuit.

The entry has staircases on two sides, and along the railings are putti dressed as different sorts of artisans. Here is one (left) dressed as an 18th century printer.

I was especially interested in the imagery of printing, as that’s a topic I write about in my stories. In the hall through the double-readers doorway are a series of paintings showing the progress of text, from stone through papyrus, and on to the printing press, below. Also in this small area are display cases for two Bibles: one hand-calligraphy and one printed by Gutenberg around the same time, marking the moment everything changed for book-readers.

The entry hall has a second-floor gallery, where the printer’s marks from various famous print-shops decorate the ornamental work between the stretched-canvas paintings. Along one wing of the gallery are images depicting the different forms of literature, including (top) romance and (bottom) erotica (“Love Poetry,” according to the catalog). Erotica!

We peeked into the reading room and heard how to request a book (fill out a form, wait between a half-hour and an entire day). Now I want to find something to request.
(LOC has clearer images of Romance and Erotica)

Kitty adorableness

For some reason (holiday weekend?) I’ve been seeing a flood of adorable-kitty videos. And I learned a new phrase, “interrupting cats” (along with “interrupting dads,” etc.).

Cat hug

Interrupting cat 1

Interrupting Cat 2 (wait for it)