tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post4017282217140379035..comments2023-04-17T05:35:42.382-07:00Comments on cadence: Counterpoint?Pam Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01422149903301168261noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-89487476880804186532011-11-02T09:10:26.120-07:002011-11-02T09:10:26.120-07:00Pam, If you find this, just checking in to say hel...Pam, If you find this, just checking in to say hello, see if we have any philosophical questions to ponder. Wishing you well, MarylinnMarylinn Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02759437467691163658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-22303742901624013652011-08-25T14:40:07.316-07:002011-08-25T14:40:07.316-07:00Pen, what a delicious place to be. I'm so glad...Pen, what a delicious place to be. I'm so glad you experienced such luscious comfort here in this gathering. Thanks for being (a luscious) part of that. pxPam Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01422149903301168261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-43512824059083655542011-08-25T14:36:50.047-07:002011-08-25T14:36:50.047-07:00Marylinn, Your exploration has yielded riches. Tha...Marylinn, Your exploration has yielded riches. Thanks for your thoughtful post, with all of the wisdom it contains. What a cup of life this is - if I can choose so small a metaphor. A spirit that has quintessential resilience - even though that truth is not always in reach - along with a bunch of frailties. I sometimes think those frailties, along with the life story they attract, are perfectly shaped for own journey. It is they (them?) that make us whole, perhaps. <br />I like your picture of doing that 17 point turn on the narrow dirt road of life to turn ourselves towards benevolence. Perhaps this is all we can do in the end. And even that has its challenges.<br />Talking to friends the other day, we spoke about the notion of choosing to live well. It seems this is absolutely within our reach, regardless of what might be taking place under our skin, or on the outside. I love the multiple nuances of 'well' ... healthy to the core ... better than good... bang smack on top of the life source well spring. pxPam Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01422149903301168261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-56505151131092527102011-08-24T22:03:40.402-07:002011-08-24T22:03:40.402-07:00(A comment from Penelope whose comments aren't...(A comment from Penelope whose comments aren't 'taking' from her google account...)<br /><br />Ah, you big, wise women (and man); I've just had a deep bath in your comments and go on warmed and fortified, with my aches wrapped in a soft towel.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-45059283381960383742011-08-23T08:51:39.429-07:002011-08-23T08:51:39.429-07:00Pam, Assuming responsibility for every ripple in o...Pam, Assuming responsibility for every ripple in our own pathology would require us to have been, each moment of our pre- and post-natal lives, fully conscious, making conscious choices, at times willingly and knowingly electing to be harmed. And I will never believe that. My own example, as I define it, involves a collection of physical, perhaps emotional, frailties yet an unexpected, powerfully resilient spirit. Life alters us. I see myself as a mutant, certainly a creature who has had to adapt in unfavorable conditions. But I think that is true for many or most of us. The image comes of needing to turn the car around on a narrow and perilous (dirt) road, the cautious backing and filing, keeping the wheels from slipping over the edge while repositioning ourselves to be headed, at last, in a benevolent direction. I trust there is restoration of a sort and that we are somehow led to it. I spent so long thinking I could build the answers by "getting it right." For myself, surrender and faith seem the best, or only, options. Heart-centered life and all its companions...forgiveness, patience, compassion, gratitude, gifts of enlightenment and the willingness to see a bigger picture...I bet on these with enormous hope. The missing keys are always in the last place we look. I welcome further discussion...this exploration has become my life. xoMarylinn Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02759437467691163658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-64257463819951546352011-08-16T21:00:59.394-07:002011-08-16T21:00:59.394-07:00Thanks JB. Makes me think - is there any such thin...Thanks JB. Makes me think - is there any such thing as a scary sound? Perhaps all of them have their place / make sense in the end.Pam Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01422149903301168261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-15153276741995129302011-08-16T20:58:48.254-07:002011-08-16T20:58:48.254-07:00Yes, that's a comfort and a wake-up call Maryl...Yes, that's a comfort and a wake-up call Marylinn: that my body is telling the truth, and can do none other. There's something oddly settling in there. What I resist and at times wrestle with is the notion that we are responsible for every ripple in our own pathology, and able to right it with optimal attitude/spirit. Not sure what you think about this ... (but would be interested to hear.) Meanwhile, I love the idea of inviting plain-talk from my body to me. I'm (slowly) getting better at listening!Pam Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01422149903301168261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-80021772904497829592011-08-16T20:43:13.464-07:002011-08-16T20:43:13.464-07:00Hello to you vsm over there in your nest from me i...Hello to you vsm over there in your nest from me in mine. Add to that 'recipe' a blazing fire and a soft tufty maroon rug - feels right now like a very good ingredient for the bowl. So much we don't seem to have the power to change or influence, yet always some things that we do (like choosing to laze by the fire on a grey dunedin day...)Pam Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01422149903301168261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-13542990048529053962011-08-16T02:15:43.480-07:002011-08-16T02:15:43.480-07:00The sound of silence is the one we usually want, b...The sound of silence is the one we usually want, but sometimes we've got to listen to new sounds. All the best for your listening Pam.John Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03109723098316451330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-59536378407505411072011-08-15T07:32:12.620-07:002011-08-15T07:32:12.620-07:00I have long held a strong belief in the mind-body-...I have long held a strong belief in the mind-body-spirit connection - there is no way that past events are not now manifest in the body. And, of course, we do age. But assuming our bodies communicate in the only language they posses, tenderness and attention may coax them to speak more plainly. Best of all, I believe they always tell the truth. xoMarylinn Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02759437467691163658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-41914242377080251052011-08-15T05:50:10.460-07:002011-08-15T05:50:10.460-07:00Yes, what a moving post, pmx. It's time to be ...Yes, what a moving post, pmx. It's time to be good to our poor bodies that we take so for granted all our lives, and become impatient with the vagaries and stiffenings and decline. How dare, indeed! Tenderness, forgiveness, acceptance toward the self and the self's vessel--a fine and wise recipe, which I will try to remember on this rainy morning. xo vsnMelissa Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03270919534011711225noreply@blogger.com