Processing(s) - Verb & Plural Noun
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mlerulesSo much input recently. Stewing & marinating in process. Leanings evident. Realizations becoming apparent. Clarity's occuring. Clouds're parting: figuratively and earlier today literally. I LOVE FLYING! Coming back from Phx, the clouds parted today and...I just don't have good enough words to express the beauty and joy and wonder and awesomeness of flight and seeing the world from up on high. Leanardo (dv, NOT dc) knew what he was on about. Oh, in so many many ways.
So much exists in the clouds. I've seen dragons flying. Once I watched a phoenix as it did its whole shebang: existing, going up in a poof of smoke, resulting steaming egg, rebirth. The Peanuts strip of Linus and Charlie Brown comparing what they seen in the clouds: man's inhumanity to man (that wasn't it but Linus saw something equally abstract and grandiose) while Chuckie B saw naught but duckies & bunnies. We each and we all see the same things in slightly different (sometimes majorly different) ways. We each peer out into the world through different windows, viewing what's going on and what's to see with different eyes wearing different spectacles w/different filters. (Where's a good thesaurus when you need it?) Comparing POV's fascinating...seeing the world through different eyes...adjusting the frames and focal points...it's a big part of what's so interesting about life and all its permutations. You out there: I love it when you shine a light from a different angle, or with another intensity, or that uses a wider (or narrower) spectrum, or on another area previously overlooked.
Continuity of self or continuum? Does a unique essential spark exist in each of us? What happens when it dims/dulls? Can it be reignited? (YES!) But are we the same afterwards? What changes? Some folks serve as firestarters.
Here's an unpleasant feeling: when you've helped reignite an internal flame so become unnecessary. Should one accept this and move on or call foul...or stop playing this game? Trust is vital in life. What do we do when it's violated...repeatedly (by different people in similar or different situations)? How to break patterns, modify 'em, create new ones? Labryinths (besides being notoriously difficult to spell) always lead to the same place (proper labyrinth as opposed to maze): it's the process that's important: the wending path, focussing and diffusing thoughts/energies/minds...mindfulness simultaneous w/mindlessness: freedom from thought and richness of feeling and awareness thereof.
Service orientation: so very true, so very apt. Pleasure and satisfaction and happiness derive from helping others acheive their goals and/or figure 'em out. What's my goal/dream/desire? To be of use/service. In a variety of form(at)s, for good causes, for good people. And, at least in some contexts - but not all (still working this one out), being appreciated for this. It's as if it doesn't so much matter if'n I'm appreciated if'n I am but it matters (at times) if'n I'm not...yeah, this makes little sense to me as stated, too. Balanced with (and balancing) this is a desire...a NEED, in fact, to be in control...to wield a certain amount of control...yet not always, not in all circumstances. One of the things I like so very much about flying is precisely the out of control aspect: there's not a damn thing I can do about where we're going or how we're getting there. That's the pilot's job (along w/crew & airplane/airport staff). Same thing goes w/bus rides, 'specially long-distance ones. I'm free to sit back and enjoy the ride. And yes, this can be taken as enjoying other arenas where I'm unable to do anything 'cept enjoy/appreciate what's going on around (and other prepositions) me.
Liking control includes liking giving it up...and taking it. When I feel out of control...without me choosing for it to occur (must think 'bout this more to see if'n - methinks which particular or general - exceptions exist), it's not so good: triggering feelings of weakness, helplessness, that I'm not so good, not so valuable, not so what I should be b'c I'm not doing what I could. [Side Note, not new for all, will be for some/many: this writing here is mostly spontaneous rather than reflective, e.g., the result of what I'm feeling/thinking as it occurs as opposed to after giving it some thought and working through kinks (heh heh, she said "kink") - for some reason (whatEVER) it matters that I note this distinction as it occurs. Contents may shift during transport. Contents may settle. Weight not volume matters - ha ha ha!]
Certain things in life canNOT be controlled. This is fine. Not a bad idea to identify 'em and be ready for 'em, at least the ones that're likeliest to (re)occur and cause trouble. Be Prepared!
More later...
So much exists in the clouds. I've seen dragons flying. Once I watched a phoenix as it did its whole shebang: existing, going up in a poof of smoke, resulting steaming egg, rebirth. The Peanuts strip of Linus and Charlie Brown comparing what they seen in the clouds: man's inhumanity to man (that wasn't it but Linus saw something equally abstract and grandiose) while Chuckie B saw naught but duckies & bunnies. We each and we all see the same things in slightly different (sometimes majorly different) ways. We each peer out into the world through different windows, viewing what's going on and what's to see with different eyes wearing different spectacles w/different filters. (Where's a good thesaurus when you need it?) Comparing POV's fascinating...seeing the world through different eyes...adjusting the frames and focal points...it's a big part of what's so interesting about life and all its permutations. You out there: I love it when you shine a light from a different angle, or with another intensity, or that uses a wider (or narrower) spectrum, or on another area previously overlooked.
Continuity of self or continuum? Does a unique essential spark exist in each of us? What happens when it dims/dulls? Can it be reignited? (YES!) But are we the same afterwards? What changes? Some folks serve as firestarters.
Here's an unpleasant feeling: when you've helped reignite an internal flame so become unnecessary. Should one accept this and move on or call foul...or stop playing this game? Trust is vital in life. What do we do when it's violated...repeatedly (by different people in similar or different situations)? How to break patterns, modify 'em, create new ones? Labryinths (besides being notoriously difficult to spell) always lead to the same place (proper labyrinth as opposed to maze): it's the process that's important: the wending path, focussing and diffusing thoughts/energies/minds...mindfulness simultaneous w/mindlessness: freedom from thought and richness of feeling and awareness thereof.
Service orientation: so very true, so very apt. Pleasure and satisfaction and happiness derive from helping others acheive their goals and/or figure 'em out. What's my goal/dream/desire? To be of use/service. In a variety of form(at)s, for good causes, for good people. And, at least in some contexts - but not all (still working this one out), being appreciated for this. It's as if it doesn't so much matter if'n I'm appreciated if'n I am but it matters (at times) if'n I'm not...yeah, this makes little sense to me as stated, too. Balanced with (and balancing) this is a desire...a NEED, in fact, to be in control...to wield a certain amount of control...yet not always, not in all circumstances. One of the things I like so very much about flying is precisely the out of control aspect: there's not a damn thing I can do about where we're going or how we're getting there. That's the pilot's job (along w/crew & airplane/airport staff). Same thing goes w/bus rides, 'specially long-distance ones. I'm free to sit back and enjoy the ride. And yes, this can be taken as enjoying other arenas where I'm unable to do anything 'cept enjoy/appreciate what's going on around (and other prepositions) me.
Liking control includes liking giving it up...and taking it. When I feel out of control...without me choosing for it to occur (must think 'bout this more to see if'n - methinks which particular or general - exceptions exist), it's not so good: triggering feelings of weakness, helplessness, that I'm not so good, not so valuable, not so what I should be b'c I'm not doing what I could. [Side Note, not new for all, will be for some/many: this writing here is mostly spontaneous rather than reflective, e.g., the result of what I'm feeling/thinking as it occurs as opposed to after giving it some thought and working through kinks (heh heh, she said "kink") - for some reason (whatEVER) it matters that I note this distinction as it occurs. Contents may shift during transport. Contents may settle. Weight not volume matters - ha ha ha!]
Certain things in life canNOT be controlled. This is fine. Not a bad idea to identify 'em and be ready for 'em, at least the ones that're likeliest to (re)occur and cause trouble. Be Prepared!
More later...
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Date: 2006-04-05 03:21 pm (UTC)This all depends are you a match to be used once and set asunder or are you a torch "used" over and over again.. are you a fire that burns without rhyme or reason, willy nilly through the country side feeding as you go....
or is there a purpose to your fire... here to create a safety lane, there to burn off the overgrowth clearing the way for the new....
ah here it is, "Pleasure and satisfaction and happiness derive from helping others acheive their goals and/or figure 'em out."
is this your answer?...
grins...
well met
Indigo
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Date: 2006-04-05 03:34 pm (UTC)Thinking more along the lines of an Eternal Flame, but one which requires some source of fuel for burning more brightly for long periods of time (internal sources exist but external's req'd as well)...give & take...lemme light your fire and you can light mine back...LOVE your imagery (wildfires/lightning strikes). Soundtrack - The Doors: Come on baby, light my fire... Oh, no guarantees you won't get burned playing w/fire: ultimately we each choose what to do w/our fires (inspirations or what have you)...but sometimes to do some things along certain lines we must first be set alit. Fire's intention is pure, but as we know, the road to Heck's well lit by torches and bonfires...