Got this from Broomhilda:
--3 names you go by: consensus-Not, Chitao, Sensei
--3 screennames you've had (besides blog pseudonym): Paladin, Wil-o’-the-wisp, El Lobo
--3 physical things you like about yourself: hands/arms, flexibility/agility, strength/stamina
--3 physical things you dislike about yourself: feet, hair color, knees
--3 parts of your heritage: irish - scottish – welch - english
--3 things you are wearing right now: sandals, hawaiian shirt, jeans
--3 favorite bands / musical artists: leo, ours, dire straights, had to struggle; there are too many that i like...
--3 favorite songs: can’t answer, there are too many...
--3 things you want in a relationship: passion, humor, adventure
--3 physical things about the preferred sex that appeals to you: breasts, ass, flexibility
--3 of your favorite hobbies: biking, blogging, wrestling with a woman/cunnilingus...;-)~
--3 things you want to do really badly right now: wrestle, read, play my guitar
--3 things that scare you: boredom, fanaticism (of any kind), the direction the right wing is taking this country
--3 of your everyday essentials: yoga, t’ai chi, books
--3 careers you have considered or are considering: classical guitar virtuoso, school teacher, hit man...;-)~
--3 places you want to go on vacation: UK, Mexico, China
--3 kids' names you like: sean raphael, dylan michael, caitlin lee
--3 things you want to do before you die: start a free martial arts school, bicycle across the US, hike the appellation trial.
--3 ways you are stereotypically a boy: logical arguments, find most ‘chick movies’ boring, would rather solve problems than whine about them.
--3 ways you are stereotypically a chick: sorry, not chick-equipped…
--3 celeb crushes: Selma Hayek, Catherine Zeta Jones, Jennifer Garner
--3 people I would like to see take this quiz now: anyone who’d like to...
went to point pleasant wv, where the silver bridge collapsed and 39 died - the moth-man (the moth-man prophecies) predicted it all in 1966.
also went to charleston for an arts festival on the capital grounds. there were many arts, crafts, and lots of music and contests; liars, fiddle, banjo, guitar, celtic dancing, square dancing, etc.
then went down to hawk’s nest state park. took many pictures, will try to post some in the next couple of days...
was very pleased with the drive and traffic – there was hardly any all weekend… left friday afternoon and got back home yesterday, about 900 miles, round trip.
it was good to get away; haven’t had any vacation in more than a year. it was refreshing to break my routine and just be on the road, stopping when i felt like it. and what great weather… there were a few rain showers, but even those were mild, warm, refreshing… but for the most part, it was just plain gorgeous...;-)
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Thursday, May 26, 2005
orwellian times…
equality...? It feels like
this pic is about to fall
over on its right side…;-)~
"...Without a trace of irony, the powers-that-be have appropriated the newspeak vernacular of George Orwell's 1984. They give us a program vowing 'No Child Left Behind,' while cutting funds for educating disadvantaged kids. They give us legislation cheerily calling for 'Clear Skies' and 'Healthy Forests' that give us neither. And that's just for starters."
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
commentary by bill maher...
BILL MAHER: And finally, New Rule: Abstinence pledges make you horny. In a setback for the morals/values crowd, a new eight-year study just released reveals that American teenagers who take virginity pledges wind up with just as many STD's as the other kids. But that's not all. "Taking the pledge" also makes a teenage girl six times more likely to perform oral sex, and four times more likely to allow anal. Which leads me to an important question: where were these pledges when I was in high school?
So, seriously, when I was a teenager, the only kids having anal intercourse, were the ones who missed. My idea of lubrication was oiling my bike chain. If I had known I could have been getting porn-star sex the same year I took Algebra 2 - simply by joining up with the Christian right - I'd have been so down with Jesus, they would have had to pry me out of the pew.
And, let me tell you, there is a lot worse things than teenagers having sex. Namely, teenagers not having sex. Here is something you'll never hear: "That suicide bomber blew himself up because he was having too much sex. Sex, sex, sex, nonstop, all that crazy Arab ever had was sex, and look what happened." But among the puritans here of the 21st century, the less said to kids about sex, the better. Because people who talk about peepees are "potty-mouths."
And so, armed with limited knowledge and believing that regular, vaginal intercourse to be either immaculate or filthy dirty - these kids did with their pledge what everybody does with contracts. They found loopholes. Two of them, to be exact.
Is there any greater irony than the fact that the Christian right actually got their precious little adolescent daughters to say to their freshly-scrubbed boyfriends, "Please, I want to remain pure for my wedding night, so only in the ass... And then I'll blow you, I promise." Well, at least these kids are really thinking outside the box.
So, seriously, when I was a teenager, the only kids having anal intercourse, were the ones who missed. My idea of lubrication was oiling my bike chain. If I had known I could have been getting porn-star sex the same year I took Algebra 2 - simply by joining up with the Christian right - I'd have been so down with Jesus, they would have had to pry me out of the pew.
And, let me tell you, there is a lot worse things than teenagers having sex. Namely, teenagers not having sex. Here is something you'll never hear: "That suicide bomber blew himself up because he was having too much sex. Sex, sex, sex, nonstop, all that crazy Arab ever had was sex, and look what happened." But among the puritans here of the 21st century, the less said to kids about sex, the better. Because people who talk about peepees are "potty-mouths."
And so, armed with limited knowledge and believing that regular, vaginal intercourse to be either immaculate or filthy dirty - these kids did with their pledge what everybody does with contracts. They found loopholes. Two of them, to be exact.
Is there any greater irony than the fact that the Christian right actually got their precious little adolescent daughters to say to their freshly-scrubbed boyfriends, "Please, I want to remain pure for my wedding night, so only in the ass... And then I'll blow you, I promise." Well, at least these kids are really thinking outside the box.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
being tattooed by a blind man...
Lines on the face, tattoos of aging.
Life is proved upon the body
Like needle-jabs from a blind machine.
The older one gets, the more one is conscious of aging. We can barely remember childhood innocence and exuberance. We are surprised by the youthful vitality and unmarked face when we see earlier photos of ourselves. When we look in the mirror, we reluctantly acknowledge the aging mask. It seems that there is no escaping the marks of life.
Every experience that we have, everything that we do and think is registered upon us as surely as the steady embroidery of a tattoo artist. But to a large degree, the pattern and picture that will emerge is up to us. If we go to a tattoo artist, it is we who select the picture. In life, it is we who select what we will become by the actions we perform. There is no reason to go through life thoughtlessly, to let accident shape us. That is like allowing oneself to be tattooed by a blind man. How can you help but turn out old and ugly”
Whether we emerge beautiful or ugly is our sole responsibility.
--Deng Ming-Dao
well, i think i broke a toe last night. was trying to imitate one of my students, to show him what he was doing wrong… imitated him far too well and apparently broke my toe. at first i thought it was just jammed, but this morning it’s almost totally black/blue/purple. and i get a stabbing pain when i twist or bend it. this actually happened early in the class and once the initial pain subsided (about 10 minutes) it didn’t bother me much for the rest of the workout. it hurt like hell when I banged it this morning. so now i’ve taped it to the one next to it, and it’s holding up… didn’t bother me much during yoga or t’ai chi this morning. it will be interesting to see if it holds up through the 2 t’ai chi classes i have to teach yet tonight...
Life is proved upon the body
Like needle-jabs from a blind machine.
The older one gets, the more one is conscious of aging. We can barely remember childhood innocence and exuberance. We are surprised by the youthful vitality and unmarked face when we see earlier photos of ourselves. When we look in the mirror, we reluctantly acknowledge the aging mask. It seems that there is no escaping the marks of life.
Every experience that we have, everything that we do and think is registered upon us as surely as the steady embroidery of a tattoo artist. But to a large degree, the pattern and picture that will emerge is up to us. If we go to a tattoo artist, it is we who select the picture. In life, it is we who select what we will become by the actions we perform. There is no reason to go through life thoughtlessly, to let accident shape us. That is like allowing oneself to be tattooed by a blind man. How can you help but turn out old and ugly”
Whether we emerge beautiful or ugly is our sole responsibility.
--Deng Ming-Dao
well, i think i broke a toe last night. was trying to imitate one of my students, to show him what he was doing wrong… imitated him far too well and apparently broke my toe. at first i thought it was just jammed, but this morning it’s almost totally black/blue/purple. and i get a stabbing pain when i twist or bend it. this actually happened early in the class and once the initial pain subsided (about 10 minutes) it didn’t bother me much for the rest of the workout. it hurt like hell when I banged it this morning. so now i’ve taped it to the one next to it, and it’s holding up… didn’t bother me much during yoga or t’ai chi this morning. it will be interesting to see if it holds up through the 2 t’ai chi classes i have to teach yet tonight...
Monday, May 23, 2005
Friday, May 20, 2005
uchimata...
this is not what i was doing last night, but pretty close...
i like this picture from the kodokan archive because i've been in both of these positions (not in the olympics or in japan, mind you) many times through the years -- fond memories...;-)
Thursday, May 19, 2005
only in india
india
hmmmmm...sorta makes ya wonder, don't it...?
gave blood today at work. person taking the blood left me with a nice bruise from moving the needle around, not being able to hit the vein properly… it took twice as long as usual. i’m usually out of there in 15 minutes – including the paperwork.
i’m supposed to take it easy for the next 24-48 hrs, but i’ve got a heavy workout scheduled for this evening – the usual... if i don’t blog tomorrow, you’ll know what happened…
yes, it will probably mean that dip-stick, me, went and overdid it…again…;-)~
definition of insanity: doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting a different outcome.
--albert einstein.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
relaxation = meditation...
an old friend...
Is total peace.
When you relax completely, there is total silence. No thought enters the mind, no problems arise from the body, no memories grip the spirit. This over-whelming sense of tranquility is really all meditation is about. The neutral stillness of the mind renews the tired soul, and this is regeneration.
Even if you don't follow a formal meditation program, it is good to sit quietly for a little while every day. This form of rest should be as regular as sleeping each day. If you can sit still and just relax completely, you are actually meditating. All the various forms of complicated techniques and visualization exist because people can't bring themselves to this very simple state of relaxation. Their minds are constantly racing, their bodies are out of balance, and the worries of the day weigh heavily upon them. They cannot let go, so they need a formal routine to follow. But if you can simply sit down and empty yourself, you will experience a wonderful silence and a deep, satisfying sense of peace.
One should try to return to a relaxed state on a regular and periodic basis. The simple reason for relaxation is that it renews us, purifies us, and leaves us with a profound feeling of serenity. It is not a ritual. It is not a religious obligation. It is a wonderful state away from problems. In it, we are poised in our natural state.
--Deng Ming-Dao
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
to all the kids who survived 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's & 70's
from an email i received this morning...
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problemsolvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problemsolvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
Monday, May 16, 2005
met my ex’s new beau yesterday...
well, i met my ex’s new beau yesterday when i took my kids home from their weekend visit with me. he wasn’t introduced as such, but as we were driving up, i noticed him getting out of his pickup truck in their driveway. i ask the kids if they knew who he was, and their response was, ‘oh that’s mom’s friend, j.’ i said, ‘oh?’ (i’d never heard of or seen him before, and i know most of her friends.) they didn’t respond, and i didn’t push it. when we went in side, she (the ex) was acting oddly, kind of sheepish, didn’t introduce us. then he comes over to me, says ‘hi, i’m j,’ and grabs my hand (hand shake) trying to squeeze my knuckles together...
for the uninitiated among you, some guys play this macho intimidation game, especially if they’re tying to impress you or warn you off their perceived property.
from his look and his truck, he’s obviously got at least some money. and knowing her, she wouldn’t get involved with anyone without money, especially after me - meaning I don’t and never did have much money, and she’s turned into quite the social climber...
gee, i guess that makes him stupid and her a whore... but I digress...;-)~
be that as it may, i honestly hope she finds happiness, then perhaps she’ll leave me alone...
no, he didn’t hurt, intimidate, nor impress me... i just grinned at him, which backed him down while i said my good-bys to my kids. when i left, i returned the handshake... and he did squirm a little before i released it. don’t like them, but i can play those games too if necessary.
for the uninitiated among you, some guys play this macho intimidation game, especially if they’re tying to impress you or warn you off their perceived property.
from his look and his truck, he’s obviously got at least some money. and knowing her, she wouldn’t get involved with anyone without money, especially after me - meaning I don’t and never did have much money, and she’s turned into quite the social climber...
gee, i guess that makes him stupid and her a whore... but I digress...;-)~
be that as it may, i honestly hope she finds happiness, then perhaps she’ll leave me alone...
no, he didn’t hurt, intimidate, nor impress me... i just grinned at him, which backed him down while i said my good-bys to my kids. when i left, i returned the handshake... and he did squirm a little before i released it. don’t like them, but i can play those games too if necessary.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
dogen...
sunset with moon...
-- zen master dogen (1200-1253)
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
a tibetan mantra
only in thailand - received in an email...
may i awaken within this dream, and grasp the fact that i am dreaming, and likewise help awaken all dreamlike beings from the nightmare of illusory suffering and confusion.
-- a tibetan mantra.
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
what is the world coming to?
it seems that greed is too well rewarded everywhere. companies are still laying off people in record numbers, then hiring some replacements at half the pay.
talk about greed!
i’ve seen jobs advertised at salaries and hourly rates that are on a par with, or only slightly more than unemployment benefits. i’ve seen ads for preschool teachers, with bachelor’s degree required, for only $9/hr. and most preschool teaching jobs aren’t paying more than $6.50/hr. technical writing jobs that went for $25-$35/hr a couple of years ago are now being offered at only $12-$16/hr, yet the cost for housing, transportation, food, and utilities continues to rise. i don’t see how we can continue like this. it seems amazing to me that there hasn’t been blood shed over it yet.
it seems that if you are honest, hard working, and not one of the wealthy or privileged, then you are targeted for discrimination. you will be the last considered for a job, and then only after you’re bullied into accepting a ridiculously low wage that won’t even provide shelter, transportation, and food, much less any extras like cloths, utilities, health insurance, etc. you may be offered the cheapest of benefits, and then only if you pay the brunt of (or all of) the bill (health insurance in name only).
how about a living wage?
how does the business community get away with the blatant greed it is currently demonstrating? it’s no wonder people give up on society, either becoming homeless or tuning to crime. i believe it’s your inalienable right to earn a living wage. this country/society owes it to each of us to assure that we have the opportunity to earn a living wage, with all that 'living wage' implies.
i guess that’s enough ranting for now...;-)
ps: political, funny...check it out...
talk about greed!
i’ve seen jobs advertised at salaries and hourly rates that are on a par with, or only slightly more than unemployment benefits. i’ve seen ads for preschool teachers, with bachelor’s degree required, for only $9/hr. and most preschool teaching jobs aren’t paying more than $6.50/hr. technical writing jobs that went for $25-$35/hr a couple of years ago are now being offered at only $12-$16/hr, yet the cost for housing, transportation, food, and utilities continues to rise. i don’t see how we can continue like this. it seems amazing to me that there hasn’t been blood shed over it yet.
it seems that if you are honest, hard working, and not one of the wealthy or privileged, then you are targeted for discrimination. you will be the last considered for a job, and then only after you’re bullied into accepting a ridiculously low wage that won’t even provide shelter, transportation, and food, much less any extras like cloths, utilities, health insurance, etc. you may be offered the cheapest of benefits, and then only if you pay the brunt of (or all of) the bill (health insurance in name only).
how about a living wage?
how does the business community get away with the blatant greed it is currently demonstrating? it’s no wonder people give up on society, either becoming homeless or tuning to crime. i believe it’s your inalienable right to earn a living wage. this country/society owes it to each of us to assure that we have the opportunity to earn a living wage, with all that 'living wage' implies.
i guess that’s enough ranting for now...;-)
ps: political, funny...check it out...
Monday, May 09, 2005
identity -- the human need to belong...
Hawaii - received in an email...
been thinking again... i know, head for the door...
well too late, here it comes...;-)~
Iri got me thinking about identity and the human need to belong... the interesting thing is we come into the world alone and we leave it alone, so why this insatiable desire for inclusion between entrance and exit? don't worry; i won't try to address that one. but you can see it from the very earliest of our social development as children, trying to join in on games, or just wanting the company of our peers.
sure, first we look for acceptance from our parent, but once we've achieved that (or not as the case may be), we move out, tying for acceptance in wider and wider circles. certainly there are exceptions to this, but very few; and those are usually associated with some mental illness--at least according to the guardians of the 'officially culturally normal.'
in truth, belonging and being accepted by any group or person usually requires giving up something of yourself in return. it's very rare to be totally accepted (the true you) by even one person, let alone a group.
it's wonderful if we can find someone, or a few good friends, who are walking on the same path as we, at least for a time. the hard part is letting them go when their path diverges from ours. but we have to. in the same way that we wish for acceptance, we must grant acceptance to them -- of who they are as well.
we must understand that being true to ourselves and that being creative are lonely lives for the most part. certainly there are times of acceptance and community, but they are generally short lived and infrequent.
regardless of how we long for acceptance and companionship, creativity and personal development are generally solitary pursuits. no one can make us creative, or give us their art, or poetry, or personal mastery. these are all achievable only by the individual, him/herself. so, being true, usually means being alone. that's why so many 'sell out' so to speak...anything rather than 'lonely.'
i'm getting a headache...again...;-)~
Friday, May 06, 2005
the Cinco de Mayo lament...
well, Cinco de Mayo came and went. my celebration, a hard workout in aikijitsu. worked on boken (wooden sword) techniques and knife disarming techniques, using kotogaeshi and ikkyo movements… i did go to Cici’s after work and ate way too much, considering i had an intense workout coming up. for those unfamiliar with it, Cici’s is a pizza buffet - all you can eat for $4; and i’m pretty sure i ate a whole pizza all by myself...;-)
i’m not too concerned since i know i worked it off, but that was still a little much for me since i don’t usually eat at all before working out. it was certainly a different experience...;-)~
i know, not much of a celebration, but i owed it to my students to be there and give them a good workout. i’ll celebrate this weekend with my kids. perhaps i’ll make quesadillas and burritos, and maybe a pot of chili... we likes it hot!.....;-)
i’m not too concerned since i know i worked it off, but that was still a little much for me since i don’t usually eat at all before working out. it was certainly a different experience...;-)~
i know, not much of a celebration, but i owed it to my students to be there and give them a good workout. i’ll celebrate this weekend with my kids. perhaps i’ll make quesadillas and burritos, and maybe a pot of chili... we likes it hot!.....;-)
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
perceptions & reality
been thinking about perception…and misperception, the defining trait of humanity.
all reality is based on our perceptions/misperceptions. nothing is real unless we perceive it so. and since we are all basically the same, biologically, our realities should also be very similar. but as talking with anyone for more than 5 minutes will indicate, our realities can be quite different. what is real to me is fantasy to someone else and visa versa. i know that i make many perceptual mistakes daily, and even though most may not admit it, i suspect it's not just me. we see the same event, yet say that exact opposite things happened (and we believe it – honest differences of opinion?).
but this is all based on differences in perception. and guess what? our perceptions are colored by, that’s right, our past baggage. we have little choice in the matter, it’s how our minds work. we categorize everything. that makes it easier to make quick decisions. and perhaps that is appropriate sometimes. but most of the time a snap decision is not necessary, and that is where this categorizing, pigeonholing, baggage coloring our present perceptions betrays us. that’s why the ancients warned us to live in the present. to take each situation and moment as a new one. don’t prejudge it, but experience it fresh and new. that is the best chance to get something close to an uncolored, un-prejudiced reality. a chance at objectivity...
enough ... i’m getting a headache ... time to think about how i’m going to celebrate cinco de mayo...;-)
all reality is based on our perceptions/misperceptions. nothing is real unless we perceive it so. and since we are all basically the same, biologically, our realities should also be very similar. but as talking with anyone for more than 5 minutes will indicate, our realities can be quite different. what is real to me is fantasy to someone else and visa versa. i know that i make many perceptual mistakes daily, and even though most may not admit it, i suspect it's not just me. we see the same event, yet say that exact opposite things happened (and we believe it – honest differences of opinion?).
but this is all based on differences in perception. and guess what? our perceptions are colored by, that’s right, our past baggage. we have little choice in the matter, it’s how our minds work. we categorize everything. that makes it easier to make quick decisions. and perhaps that is appropriate sometimes. but most of the time a snap decision is not necessary, and that is where this categorizing, pigeonholing, baggage coloring our present perceptions betrays us. that’s why the ancients warned us to live in the present. to take each situation and moment as a new one. don’t prejudge it, but experience it fresh and new. that is the best chance to get something close to an uncolored, un-prejudiced reality. a chance at objectivity...
enough ... i’m getting a headache ... time to think about how i’m going to celebrate cinco de mayo...;-)
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
dragon dream
'chase after money and security and your heart will never unclench. care about people's approval and you will be their prisoner. do your work, then step back, the only path to serenity.' - lao tzu
Monday, May 02, 2005
picture perfect weekend...
spent a nice weekend with my kids. we play MTG on saturday. i won a game, for a change, using my black deck, my luna negra, vampiric deck. i was able to win by locking down the game with ‘infernal darkness’ until the end. of course it costs a lot of life and manna to keep it out... they hate that card...;-)~
we hiked in woods on sunday...
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ps: check this out, political...
we hiked in woods on sunday...
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ps: check this out, political...
Lake Rockwell in the woods
don't remember where I heard this, but it certainly applies:
'trees are poems the earth writes in the sky'.
Or something to that effect...;-)
'trees are poems the earth writes in the sky'.
Or something to that effect...;-)
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