tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post7976840587073648146..comments2023-07-03T09:22:01.637+01:00Comments on tasting rhubarb: Learning to be here - IIJeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08690685768980280402noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-4164811967279255412008-05-22T14:15:00.000+01:002008-05-22T14:15:00.000+01:00Thanks, Lori, for that link to a spine-tinglingly ...Thanks, Lori, for that link to a spine-tinglingly beautifully story.Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08690685768980280402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-25450830552509301822008-05-22T12:59:00.000+01:002008-05-22T12:59:00.000+01:00I admire what you're doing and your straightforwar...I admire what you're doing and your straightforward yet eloquent writing on such. Thanks you for sharing this, and providing another branch for some of my fave un-common-taters to light.<BR/><BR/>For whatever it's worth, there's something here that may also resonate:<BR/><BR/>http://stonegoodman.com/blog/?p=121Lori Witzelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04744273435691506484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-78242674913360432532008-05-11T13:13:00.000+01:002008-05-11T13:13:00.000+01:00A friend said to me just recently: if it didn't hu...A friend said to me just recently: if it didn't hurt you would know it wasn't proper, lasting change. Why else would you shut down, if not to protect yourself from places that seem unbearable? But learning to bear them is a huge, huge step forward, and the beginning of a liberation from imprisonment, confined in an ever smaller 'safe' space. You are doing so well. <BR/><BR/>And I like what dale says too. The bad stuff seems huge to you, but once past it you will be reunited with all the wonderful parts of you that we see so clearly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-76255409330519141262008-05-10T16:51:00.000+01:002008-05-10T16:51:00.000+01:00I think knitting must induce meditation like my do...I think knitting must induce meditation like my dog walking does. It takes up just enough of your brain to keep you in the present. You are trying to avoid dropping stitches and I am trying to avoid pools of manure. The consequences of both are disastrous! I wish I was close enough to have a lesson in heel turning though.Rosiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12211663940952195703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-31253556911990879112008-05-10T13:38:00.000+01:002008-05-10T13:38:00.000+01:00Rich post, rich comments. I can only add that I am...Rich post, rich comments. I can only add that I am here resonating...Fire Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518190677399410354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-88999731578687079032008-05-10T01:11:00.000+01:002008-05-10T01:11:00.000+01:00Hmm. I wonder if you know how talented and multi-c...Hmm. I wonder if you know how talented and multi-competent you seem to us?<BR/><BR/>What you've given up on, what's broken, has to looms large for you, and rightly so when you're on a path that goes down before it goes up. But it's not what I see when I look at you, or at your photos, or read your words. I see someone breathtakingly confident, deft, sure, accomplished, and learning voraciously all the time.<BR/><BR/>I don't say that by way of erasure, just by way of supplement. "...and that's true, too."Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14523194846272870013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-58526337229592174282008-05-09T19:35:00.000+01:002008-05-09T19:35:00.000+01:00Even to get to the place of looking at the brokenn...Even to get to the place of looking at the brokenness is, I'm beginning to realise, to have come a very long way indeed. I am also beginning to realise that perhaps there is no better place to be. Because there is no destination, there is no perfection, there is no end. But to have found a path, and to have the courage to stay on it, that indeed is something profoundly to be grateful for.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-26566713427348052862008-05-09T17:44:00.000+01:002008-05-09T17:44:00.000+01:00Hugs back to all of you! and MB, thank you, thank ...Hugs back to all of you! and MB, thank you, thank you, for the song :-)Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08690685768980280402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-76252330316657993122008-05-09T17:35:00.000+01:002008-05-09T17:35:00.000+01:00Oh, yes, it's very hard. As they say, that's why i...Oh, yes, it's very hard. As they say, that's why it's called practice. This reminds me of the Leonard Cohen song, <I>Anthem</I>, which I would do well to remember more often:<BR/><I>The birds they sang <BR/>at the break of day <BR/>Start again <BR/>I heard them say <BR/>Don't dwell on what <BR/>has passed away <BR/>or what is yet to be...<BR/><BR/>Ring the bells that still can ring <BR/>Forget your perfect offering <BR/>There is a crack in everything <BR/>That's how the light gets in. </I>MBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14515233228776181123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-74897714655578673972008-05-09T17:27:00.000+01:002008-05-09T17:27:00.000+01:00Turning a heel: wonderful metaphor for what you're...Turning a heel: wonderful metaphor for what you're doing, Jean. Keep at it, because it's already doing huge things.<BR/><BR/>Hugs as you pursue all this -- the socks and the mindfulness. Don't focus on what you haven't finished in the past, either. If I did that I think I could come up with a pretty impressive list, as long as Vimes's scarf.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406446365589143789.post-80707552976446788012008-05-09T13:49:00.000+01:002008-05-09T13:49:00.000+01:00I will propose, not lack of patience, although tha...I will propose, not lack of patience, although that is the effect. Instead, lack of the habit of learning. I have had to jump in the deep end and learn and relearn my job so often, it's no longer as painful nor frightening. And it takes powerful motivation to endure that excruciating discomfort long enough for it to become a habit. <BR/><BR/>Hang tough. <BR/><BR/>In Jingo, Terry Pratchett, Sybil dutifully tries to knit socks for the troops. The conflict ends so soon, she never figures out how to turn a heel, and Vimes winds up with a very long scarf.Zhoenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03515663141425057088noreply@blogger.com