re: I haven't been following this but...\the beauty of awkwardness

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> > >

> > >

> > > That has not been the experience here.

> > >

> > > Tears come frequently........quite often while in

> > > conversation......tears will well up.

> > >

> > > They seem to be stimulated by a rememberence of a pristine

> > > comfort-zone......a primal....garden.....my first home.

> > >

> > > Tears blur the edges.......the eyes looking back...become my

> > > own....and I am swept away...over the orb.

> > >

> > >

> > > Tears begin to flow ....as these words appear......and I

remember once

> > > again who I am.

> >

> > That is beautiful...

> >

> > I am especially struck by the " I remember once again who I am "

> > and the " swept away over the orb " .

> >

> > Sometimes I will " choke up " when I see something especially

> > beautiful. And those for whom that does not happen I feel

> > something precious in life is still missing.

> >

> > The American culture has roots of judgementalism about a man

> > crying, though perhaps that is changing. I don't know about

> > other countries.

> >

> > In my view a man that can cry is more mature, and stronger,

> > than a man that cannot. If a man simply *never* cries then

> > he has been wounded in a very deep way, in my view. It is a

> > kind of barrenness.

> >

> > Bill

>

> What about when there is no image at all to fit?

>

> What is it when " crying " or " not crying " aren't criteria for judgment

> - either way?

>

> -- Dan

>

 

good point...

 

but there is no such thing as steady-state perfection.

 

Jobn Brockman talked about the beauty of awkwardness...

 

there is no right or wrong entails judgement as a

possibility, and criteria as having their place.

 

stuff just happens, and whatever " we " there may appear

to be will be stirred into it.

 

patterns flowing in and out, all around, make it all

seem real (perhaps)... but then....

 

the page is turned

 

and whatever that was, just isn't any more...

 

it is this acceptance of imperfection and the

endlessness of transition, rather than the nailing

of the pristine, unpolluted real...

 

 

Bill

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Nisargadatta , " pliantheart " <pliantheart

wrote:

>

> <snip>

>

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > That has not been the experience here.

> > > >

> > > > Tears come frequently........quite often while in

> > > > conversation......tears will well up.

> > > >

> > > > They seem to be stimulated by a rememberence of a pristine

> > > > comfort-zone......a primal....garden.....my first home.

> > > >

> > > > Tears blur the edges.......the eyes looking back...become my

> > > > own....and I am swept away...over the orb.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > Tears begin to flow ....as these words appear......and I

> remember once

> > > > again who I am.

> > >

> > > That is beautiful...

> > >

> > > I am especially struck by the " I remember once again who I am "

> > > and the " swept away over the orb " .

> > >

> > > Sometimes I will " choke up " when I see something especially

> > > beautiful. And those for whom that does not happen I feel

> > > something precious in life is still missing.

> > >

> > > The American culture has roots of judgementalism about a man

> > > crying, though perhaps that is changing. I don't know about

> > > other countries.

> > >

> > > In my view a man that can cry is more mature, and stronger,

> > > than a man that cannot. If a man simply *never* cries then

> > > he has been wounded in a very deep way, in my view. It is a

> > > kind of barrenness.

> > >

> > > Bill

> >

> > What about when there is no image at all to fit?

> >

> > What is it when " crying " or " not crying " aren't criteria for judgment

> > - either way?

> >

> > -- Dan

> >

>

> good point...

>

> but there is no such thing as steady-state perfection.

>

> Jobn Brockman talked about the beauty of awkwardness...

>

> there is no right or wrong entails judgement as a

> possibility, and criteria as having their place.

>

> stuff just happens, and whatever " we " there may appear

> to be will be stirred into it.

>

> patterns flowing in and out, all around, make it all

> seem real (perhaps)... but then....

>

> the page is turned

>

> and whatever that was, just isn't any more...

>

> it is this acceptance of imperfection and the

> endlessness of transition, rather than the nailing

> of the pristine, unpolluted real...

>

>

> Bill

 

" steady state perfection " is a criterion.

 

no criteria attach ---

 

(not the idea " no criteria attach " -- just " no criteria attach " )

[Guest guest]

Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033 wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " pliantheart " <pliantheart@>

> wrote:

> >

> > <snip>

> >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > That has not been the experience here.

> > > > >

> > > > > Tears come frequently........quite often while in

> > > > > conversation......tears will well up.

> > > > >

> > > > > They seem to be stimulated by a rememberence of a pristine

> > > > > comfort-zone......a primal....garden.....my first home.

> > > > >

> > > > > Tears blur the edges.......the eyes looking back...become my

> > > > > own....and I am swept away...over the orb.

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > Tears begin to flow ....as these words appear......and I

> > remember once

> > > > > again who I am.

> > > >

> > > > That is beautiful...

> > > >

> > > > I am especially struck by the " I remember once again who I am "

> > > > and the " swept away over the orb " .

> > > >

> > > > Sometimes I will " choke up " when I see something especially

> > > > beautiful. And those for whom that does not happen I feel

> > > > something precious in life is still missing.

> > > >

> > > > The American culture has roots of judgementalism about a man

> > > > crying, though perhaps that is changing. I don't know about

> > > > other countries.

> > > >

> > > > In my view a man that can cry is more mature, and stronger,

> > > > than a man that cannot. If a man simply *never* cries then

> > > > he has been wounded in a very deep way, in my view. It is a

> > > > kind of barrenness.

> > > >

> > > > Bill

> > >

> > > What about when there is no image at all to fit?

> > >

> > > What is it when " crying " or " not crying " aren't criteria for

judgment

> > > - either way?

> > >

> > > -- Dan

> > >

> >

> > good point...

> >

> > but there is no such thing as steady-state perfection.

> >

> > Jobn Brockman talked about the beauty of awkwardness...

> >

> > there is no right or wrong entails judgement as a

> > possibility, and criteria as having their place.

> >

> > stuff just happens, and whatever " we " there may appear

> > to be will be stirred into it.

> >

> > patterns flowing in and out, all around, make it all

> > seem real (perhaps)... but then....

> >

> > the page is turned

> >

> > and whatever that was, just isn't any more...

> >

> > it is this acceptance of imperfection and the

> > endlessness of transition, rather than the nailing

> > of the pristine, unpolluted real...

> >

> >

> > Bill

>

> " steady state perfection " is a criterion.

>

> no criteria attach ---

>

> (not the idea " no criteria attach " -- just " no criteria attach " )

>

 

LOL!

 

that's the trick...

learning to write words that dissolve themselves.

 

the words I just wrote

*were* what I wrote...

are no more

 

what you are reading

*is* no more...

 

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