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Just getting out, and seeing what others do is a world of good to helping me realize myself as I'm rounding myself out.
Granted, it's going to take me a while to get down the mannerisms, mindset, etc, but it'll come in time. Perhaps I'm capable of more than I give myself credit for.
While doing the quick tour of places like Faces, Badlands, and other venues, I noted some girls walking by us, and Melissa complimented one of them on the nice boots they had on.
It's those little things that you need to pay attention to, and hopefully, they'll eventually become second nature. I've got a couple decades of boy-mode habits I need to unlearn, or at least blend into who I'm trying to find and bring out for everyone else to see.
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
i wish i can never grow up. But unfortunately i have too. It seems the older you are the more heartbreaks, the more disappointments there is. The lonelier you get. To be young is bliss. If funny because you never notice those things to you get older. I wish i would of enjoyed it more.
FATHERS
I needed a father who would love me for who I am, not who I might become.
I needed to be able to express my thoughts; to actually have opinions, and not feel I was being held captive,
imprisoned by your ideas being right.
I needed a father who would not yell at me. At my sisters. At my mom. All I can remember is that noise.
I needed you and what you gave was distance, scowls -- a cloud of disappointment. All the time, you were so angry. Will I ever know why?
MOTHERS
I needed a mother who didn't push people away; who wasn't always afraid. Of him. Of me. Of living. Of her life.
I had a Mother who was dangerously sad; We all knew it. Because of it, I was always afraid. Always tired. Scared of life. If she couldn't manage, how could I? She's still afraid, but at least, I know why.
PARENTS
I needed parents who knew how to laugh at themselves. I am slowly unlearning that legacy. Able to poke fun at myself. It is so simple. So satisfyingly good to gaze at my imperfections, and know its perfectly okay.
I needed a father who came home and wanted to be there; who gave hugs that didn't feel WRONG, because they didn't jive with constant anger. Hot cold. Hot cold. The sting of speculation. If only you wouldn't feel 'rejected' and understood that your deeds didn't match your words.
I needed someone to watch me grow, with joy.
I needed you to remember me, daily.Not every day but often enough to not let me get lost in books and fantasy, in forgetting. In weary striving for what's unattainable, impossible.
I needed you to help me on the trip of life. I kept falling down, over and over, stumbling, until I thought I couldn't do anything right. Plunging into failure and living up to your disappointment with your life.
I needed a mother who would remember my birthday.
I needed a father who didn't make me cry.
I needed. I needed so much, and when I allow myself to imagine how much I needed you,
my heart feels full of gravel;
insides closing in;
my heart bursting with confusion, anguish;
my heart full of your unthinkable, backbreaking life.
It is something that I can't put my full mind to, yet. Perhaps because I don't want to discover that I needed, and it is too late. Too late for what I needed. Too late.
Too
late
for
need.
10/06/08 MHH
[too late]
I needed a father.
I needed a father who would love me
for who I am, not who I might become.
I needed to be able to express my thoughts;
to actually have opinions,
and not feel I was being held captive,
imprisoned by your ideas being right.
I needed a father who would not yell at me.
At my sisters. At my mom.
It makes me tired. All I can remember is noise.
I needed you and what you gave was distance.
Scowls. A cloud of disappointment.
All the time, you were so mad. Will I ever know Why?
I needed a mother.
I needed a mother who didn't push people away;
who wasn't always afraid.
Of him. Of me. Of living.
Of her life.
I had a Mother who was dangerously sad;
We all knew it.
Because of it, I was always afraid. Always tired.
Scared of life.
If she couldn't manage, how could I?
She's still afraid, but at least,
I know why.
I needed parents who knew how to laugh at themselves.
I am slowly unlearning that legacy.
Able to poke fun at myself.
It is so simple. So satisfyingly good.
To gaze at my imperfections, and know its perfectly okay.
I needed a father who came home and wanted to be there;
who gave hugs that didn't feel icky, because they didn't jive
with constant anger.
Hot cold. Hot cold. The sting of speculation.
You are a constant disappointment.
I just wanted you to stop, when I said I hated to be tickled.
If only I could say just stop! And it was okay.
If only you wouldn't feel 'rejected.'
and understood that your deeds didn't match your words.
I needed someone to watch me grow, with joy.
I needed you to remember me, in a daily way.
Not let me get lost in books and fantasy, in forgetting.
In weary striving for what's unattainable, impossible.
I needed you to help me on the trip of life.
I kept falling down, over and over, stumbling,
until I thought I couldn't do anything right.
Plunging into failure and living up
to your disappointment with your life.
I needed a mother who would remember my birthday.
I needed a father who didn't make me cry.
I needed;
I needed so much, and when I allow myself
to imagine
how much I needed you,
my heart feels full of gravel;
insides closing in; my heart bursting
with confusion,
anquish;
my heart full of your unthinkable, backbreaking life.
It is something that I can't put my full mind to, yet.
Perhaps because I don't want to discover
that I needed,
and it is too late.
Too late for what I needed. Too late.
Too
late
for
need.
10/06/08 MHH draft, draft, draft
At one point during the talks chef Adrià waxed poetic about taxonomy, and proper classification, asking some of us (in the front row. Yes, even in grade school, I always sat near the front) what we considered a tomato. "Is it a vegetable or a fruit?"
Of course, those of us in science (or ingrained with the scientific classification) insisted on fruit, at which chef Adrià whet on to teach us a thing or two about fact vs. general perception.
I'm still convinced it's a fruit, because I've had to unlearn its vegetable designation despite what the culinary icon says. :P I'll confess, though, I do treat tomatoes more like a vegetable (just like chef said).
Ah the confusion. ;)
West-German postcard by Kunst und Bild, Berlin, no. A 1166. Photo: 20th Century Fox.
Anne Bancroft (1931-2005), was an American stage and film actress. She made her breakthrough with the general public with her role as Mrs. Robinson in The Graduate (1967). She also appeared in several films directed or produced by her husband, Mel Brooks.
Anne Bancroft was born Anna Maria Louisa Italiano in The Bronx, New York, in 1931. She was the middle daughter of Michael Italiano, a dress pattern maker, and Mildred DiNapoli, a telephone operator. She was trained at the AADA (American Academy of Dramatic Arts). As Anne Marno, she began her career on television in the 1950s. In 1952, she signed a contract with 20th Century Fox. She was advised to change her surname for her debut, the Film Noir Don't Bother to Knock (Roy Ward Baker, 1952) with Richard Widmark and Marilyn Monroe. She chose Bancroft because she thought it was a dignified name. After that, she played in the mediocre Sword and Sandal epic Demetrius and the Gladiators (Delmer Daves, 1954) starring Victor Mature, the Film Noir New York Confidential (Russell Rouse, 1955) starring Broderick Crawford and several B movies. By 1957 she grew dissatisfied with the scripts she was getting and after her contract with Fox expired, she left the film business. Bancroft returned to New York where she enrolled in acting classes at HB Studios to "unlearn" some of her film and TV techniques to fulfil her dreams of becoming an accomplished stage performer. In 1958 she won a Tony Award for her role in the play 'Two for the Seesaw' filmed in 1962. In 1960 she won another Tony for her role in 'The Miracle Worker' in 1959. Both plays were written by William Gibson.
After these Broadway successes, Anne Bancroft returned to Hollywood, where she starred as Annie Sullivan in the film version of The Miracle Worker (Arthur Penn, 1962). She won an Oscar for it, but could not be at the presentation, as she was on Broadway at the time. Bancroft went on to give acclaimed performances in The Pumpkin Eater (Jack Clayton, 1964) and The Slender Thread (Sydney Pollack, 1965) with Sidney Poitier. Her first husband, Martin May, was a lawyer from an oil-rich Texas family. In 1964, she married for the second time, this time to director Mel Brooks. Her worldwide breakthrough was followed by The Graduate (Mike Nichols, 1967). In it, she played Mrs Robinson, the ultimate 'older woman', who seduces her neighbour's boy - the much younger Benjamin, played by Dustin Hoffman - into a sexual relationship. For this role, she was nominated for an Oscar. She gave birth to a son in 1972. She continued her career with such interesting films as Young Winston (Richard Attenborough, 1972), The Turning Point (Herbert Ross, 1977) with Shirley MacLaine, The Elephant Man (David Lynch, 1980) and To Be or Not to Be (Mel Brooks, 1983). She made her directorial debut with the film Fatso (1980), starring Dom DeLuise. The film was financed by her husband's production company, Brooksfilm. She also started to make TV films, including Deep in My Heart (Anita W. Addison, 1999) for which she won an Emmy Award. Bancroft is one of the few people to have won 'The Triple Crown of Acting': an Oscar, a Tony and an Emmy. She is also one of the few actresses to win both an Oscar and a Tony for the same role. She was also Tony-nominated in 1978 for 'Golda', in which she played the title character, Golda Meir. She was again nominated for an Oscar for her roles in The Turning Point (Herbert Ross, 1977) and Agnes of God (Norman Jewison, 1985) with Jane Fonda. Her later career highlights include 84 Charing Cross Road (David Hugh Jones, 1987) as the American correspondent of Anthony Hopkins, Torch Song Trilogy (Paul Bogart, 1988) as the mother of Harvey Fierstein) and as one of the villagers in Waking Ned (Kirk Jones, 1998). In 2005, Anne Bancroft died of cancer in New York, at the age of 73. She is buried at the Kensico Cemetery in Valhalla, NY. Her final film was the animated feature Delgo (Marc F. Adler, Jason Maurer, 2008). It was released posthumously in 2008 and dedicated to her memory.
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Thomas Chatterton Williams
2019 National Fellow, New America
Author, Self-Portrait in Black and White
Theodore Johnson,
2017 National Fellow, New America
Senior Fellow, Brennan Center for Justice
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
This picture visualizes well how the beginning of learning connectivism feels for the learner. The traditional learning skills focus on affecting / curing / caring for the visible part - whether we call it a problem, need, opportunity, chance, dilemma... When learning the traditional way - nothing changes, nothing happens after the official learning part ends. Connectivism is special because the start-up phase grubs the soil, even digs in the ground deep enough in order to begin to make the rootstock visible. Because the rootstock has been unvisible - learned without reflection, never unlearned - the start-up phase boosts feelings of learning like: Disorienting dilemma, cognitive overload, complete chaos... What is good and even unique in this process is that it really boosts conscious unlearnng; revealing great fresh new soil for - LEARNING!!! This is how and why connectivism is the means of learning for this and the next decades.
(Source of the picture: Photographed from Finnish Newspaper Länsiväylä, August 1-2, 2009 issue, page 14. The drawer uses alias 'JOKE'. The original Finnish text of the picture says: "Well, that one will be easy to tear up..." - visualizes corruption; forming an illustration of the star-uo phase connective learning process as well.)
- A concept by Alexander Reichstein www.reichstein.name/mutatismutandis.html
This became pic #24/100 in my
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Vieraista tutuiksi was an interactive event for sharing who we are and how we live our creativity true. - The special target group was people with disabilities - all ages included.
Activities:
- Borrow a real person from the library for 20 minutes - s/he shares who s/he is and you get a great opportunity to unlearn
- Build and rebuild your own sculpture - by Alexander Reichstein
- Paint with dessert cream kind of paint
- Produce iron wire art
- Visualize your dream
-> Feel more through my pics
- I walked by a locker room and couldn't help checking what was in a couple of cans on a shelf. - The label #1 said 'scent for the arrival to the workplace' and the label #2 'scent for the departure from the workplace'. There's so much within the procedures developed for the disabled the rest of us could daily utilize...
Markus Kaski (Senior Physician, Rinnekoti Foundation) says in an interview (slide 99) that events like this help us get acquainted with people who are relatively lightly disabled. - Events like this are fantastic, but we mustn't forget the much more severely disabled people living in our society and being members of our communities...
This year's event was hosted by Rinnekoti Foundation - the programme in Finnish www.kulttuuripaivat.fi/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/Kulttuu...
The referred article (slides 98-99) in Finnish: www.esse.fi/nakoislehdet_2012/esse_12_35/esse_12_35.pdf "
I continue working on the background while Heather relaxes in my studio. If it wasn't for her, there wouldn't be any pictures of me working on it. Thanks Heather!
I contemplate asking her to add a mandala - after all, this is someone who has taken 6 of my mandala workshops over the years at the Rhythm Renewal. But if I do, then I wouldn't be able to say it was wholly mine.
I do wish I could have ALL of my Rhythm family add a mandala to it- Jim Donovan, Bryan Fazio, PJ Roduta, Jaqui MacMillan, Becky Bickford, Mike Deaton, Kim Cooper, Jen Mills... (The list goes on and on...)
It is during this background work when I think a lot about what this piece represents. It took me until I was 36 to find my "tribe." Prior to that I'd never really felt like I fit anywhere and this would often be quite painful and difficult as a child. In high school it would get worse as I didn't have any close friends and would often just disappear in the crowd, and eventually disappear altogether when I quit school at the beginning of my junior year.
In 2005 when I got up the nerve to go to a few drum circles, it was like a massive puzzle piece clicking into place. I *finally* found a group of people that encouraged me to express myself without judgment.
I would eventually become close friends with Jim Donovan - a drum workshop facilitator, university music instructor and one of the founding members of the band Rusted Root. I would come to learn that drums were the tool through which Jim would teach us all how to be more present in our lives and to let go of anything which wasn't serving our highest good - a spiritual message that would resonate so very deeply with me....
I began to work with Jim to promote his events, write ad copy, do web design... Then one day, we decided that I would help him write a book and for the next two and a half years I would become immersed into his life... we eventually assembled a large number of anecdotes which when combined with a series of conceptual pieces based upon his personal beliefs created a very powerful inspirational memoir. Through the process of working with someone with a wealth of world experience who was willing to share, I myself would grow by leaps and bounds not only by listening, but through his (seemingly relentless) encouragement and motivation.
Through Jim, I would go on to meet many other wonderful friends - honest people who were also standing and shining, living in their truth. These people became my tribe, my family and I felt warm and embraced in this world.
As the years started to pass and I started following Jim's suggestions to empower myself, I noticed something that began to concern me. As I started working on myself and the things that were important to me, some of these relationships started to how should I say, "thin out." These were the people that loved me unconditionally and who lifted me up any time I would talk to them, be around them..... but I had another life to begin. I know that these people will always be a part of me, that they haven't gone anywhere and that they all still love me as much as I love them...
I had to start letting them go. I had to start letting the old parts of me go. It was time for me to take what I'd learned and start teaching. Embracing myself as an individual. Coming "out" as an artist in my local community. Using all of the skills I'd learned while working with Jim - it was time to start using them for my own benefit.
Having Heather come to visit, it was hard. I've known her (through Jim) for the last 5 or so years. But it also wasn't as hard as I'd anticipated. I shared with her my fears of letting go - and she understood and loved me just the same.
To have spent a lifetime finding a world where you are accepted with open arms, the thought of letting go was excruciating - but I knew I had to do it anyway. "She continues to grow." The 60+ hours I'd eventually spend on this piece would be my way of letting go - and at times it hurt so bad...
The thing about letting go is that you can't unlearn, you can't unremember. While things once very important are allowed to be released, they are still always a part of who you are in this very moment. It's a knowing that no matter what, it's all good. And so I continue to grow...
Then what can we say about mind or reality? Since there is no one to perceive a mind or reality, the notion of existence in terms of "things" and "form" is delusory; there is no reality, no perceiver of reality, and no thoughts derived from perception of reality. Once we have taken away this preconception of the existence of mind and reality, then situations emerge clearly, as they are. There is no one to watch, no one to know anything. Reality just is, and this is what is meant by the term "shunyata". Through this insight the watcher which separates us from the world is removed.
How then does belief in an "I" and the whole neurotic process begin? Roughly, according to the Madhyamikas, whenever a perception of form occurs, there is an immediate reaction of fascination and uncertainty on the part of an implied perceiver of the form. This reaction is almost instantaneous. It takes only a fraction of a fraction of a second. And as soon as we have established recognition of what the thing is, our next response is to give it a name. With the name of course comes concept. We tend to conceptualize the object, which means that at this point we are no longer able to perceive things as they actually are. We have created a kind of padding, a filter or veil between ourselves and the object. This is what prevents the maintenance of continual awareness both during and after meditation practice. This veil removes us from panoramic awareness and the presence of the meditative state, because again and again we are unable to see things as they are. We feel compelled to name, to translate, to think discursively, and this activity takes us further away from direct and accurate perception. So shunyata is not merely awareness of what we are and how we are in relation to such and such an object, but rather it is clarity which transcends conceptual padding and unnecessary confusions. One is no longer fascinated by the object nor involved as a subject. It is freedom from this and that. What remains is open space, the absence of the this-and-that dichotomy. This is what is meant by the Middle Way or Madyamika.
The experience of shunyata cannot be developed without first having worked through the narrow path of discipline and technique. Technique is necessary to start with, but it is also necessary at some stage for the technique to fall away. From the ultimate point of view the whole process of learning and practice is quite unnecessary. We could perceive the absence of ego at a single glance. But we would not accept such a simple truth. In other words, we have to learn in order to unlearn. The whole process is that of undoing the ego. We start by learning to deal with neurotic thoughts and emotions. Then false concepts are removed through understanding of emptiness, of openness. This is the experience of shunyata. Shunyata in Sanskrit means literally "void" or "emptinness", that is to say, "space", the absence of all conceptualized attitudes.
Q: How does desire lead to birth?
A: Each time there is a desire there is another birth. You plant wantingness, wanting to do something, wanting to grasp something. Then that desire to grasp also invites something further. Birth here means the birth of further confusion, further dissatisfaction, further wanting. For example, if you have a great desire for money and you manage to get a lot of it, then you also want to buy something with that money. One thing leads to the next, a chain reaction, so that desire becomes a kind of network. You want something, continually.
The experience of shunyata, seeing preciselly and clearly what is, somehow cuts through this network, this spider's web, because the spider's web is woven in the space of desire, the space of wanting. And when the space of shunyata replaces it, so to speak, the whole conceptualized formulation of desire is completely eliminated, as though you had arrived on another planet with different air, or a place without oxygen at all. So shunyata provides a new atmosphere, a new environment, which will not support clinging or grasping. Therefore the experience of shunyata also makes impossible the planting of the seed of karma, which is why it is said that shunyata is that which gives birth to all the buddhas, all the awakened ones. "Awakened" means not being involved in the chain reactions and complications of the karmic process.
Q: Why is it that so many of us have such a strong tendency to not see things as they really are?
A: I think largely because we are afraid that we will see it.
Q: Why are we afraid of seeing it?
A: We want an umbilical cord attached to the ego through which we can feed all the time.
Q: Can this understanding of "emptiness is form" be attained through the practice of meditation techniques or must it come to us spontaneously?
A: The perception of shunyata is not achieved through the practice of mental gymnastics; It is a matter of actually SEEING it. It could be perceived in sitting meditation or it could be seen in life situations. There is no set pattern to producing it. In the case of Naropa, the great Indian yogi, he perceived shunyata when his master took off his sandal and slapped him on the cheek. That very moment he saw it. It depends upon individual situation.
Q: Then it is not something you go looking for?
A: If one is really keen, really devoted to finding it, completely devoted to understanding it, then one has to give up looking for it.
Q: I have some difficulty reconciling the concept of shunyata with what is going on right now.
A: When you have a shunyata experience, it does not mean that you cease to perceive, cease to live on Earth. You still live on the Earth, but you see more precisely what is here. We believe that we know things as they are. But we only see our version which is not quite complete. There is much more to learn about the true subtleties of life. The things we see are a very crude version of what is. Having an experience of shunyata does not mean that the whole world completely dissolves into space, but that you begin to notice the space so that the world is somewhat less crowded. For example, if we are going to communicate to someone, we might prepare ourselves to say such and such to calm him down or explain things to him. But then he comes out with so many complications of his own, he churns out so much himself, that before you know where you are, you are completely confused by him. You share his confusion rather than having the clarity you prepared at the beginning. You have been completely absorbed into his confusion. So shunyata means seeing through confusion. You keep precision and clarity all the time.
Q: How is one to begin to see what is?
A: By not beginning, by giving up the idea of a beginning. If you try to affirm a particular territory -- my experience -- then you are not going to see shunyata. You have to give up the idea of territory altogether. Which can be done, it is not impossible. It is not just philosophical speculation. One can give up the idea of territory, one can not begin.
Q: Is it part of not beginning to try for so long that one gives up from exhaustion? Can one give up before one has tried? Is there any shortcut?
A: Sudden enlightenment comes only with exhaustion. Its suddenness does not necessarily mean that there is a shortcut. In some cases, people might experience a sudden flash of enlightenment, but if they do not work their way through, their habitual thought patterns will resume and their minds will become overcrowded again. One must make the journey because, as you said, at the point where you begin to be disappointed you get it.
Q: This seems to lead back to the Hinayana path of discipline. Is that correct?
A: Yes, meditation is hard work, manual work, so to speak.
Q: Having begun, it seems that there is something to do.
A: There is something to do, but at the same time whatever you are doing is only related to the moment rather than being related to achieving some goal in the future, which brings us back to the practice of meditation. Meditation is not a matter of beginning to set foot on the path; it is realizing that you are already on the path -- fully being in the nowness of this very moment -- now, now, now. You do not actually begin because you have never really left the path.
Q: You described enlightened people as being free from the karmic chain. I would like to know what you meant by that, because it seems to me that they create a new karmic chain.
A: The word "karma" means "creation" or "action" -- chain reaction. For example, by looking toward the future we plant the seed in the present. In the case of enlightened people, they do not plan for the future because they have no desire to provide security for themselves. They do not need to know the pattern of the future anymore. They have conquered the preconception of "future". They are fully in the now. The now has the potential of the future in it, as well as that of the past. Enlightened people have completely mastered the restless and paranoid activities of mind. They are completely, fully in the moment; therefore they are free from sowing further seeds of karma. When the future comes they do not see it as a result of their good deeds in the past; they see it as present all the time. So they do not create any further chain reactions.
Q: Is the "awake quality" different from just being in the now?
A: Yes. Enlightenment is being awake in the nowness. For instance, animals live in the present and, for that matter, an infant child lives in the present; but that is quite different from being awake or enlightened.
Q: I do not quite understand what you mean by animals and babies living in the present. What is the difference between living in the present in that form and being an enlightened person?
A: I think it is a question of the difference between dwelling upon something and really being in the nowness in terms of "awake". In the case of an infant or animal, it is being in the nowness but it is dwelling upon the nowness. They get some kind of feedback from it by dwelling upon it, although they may not notice it consciously. In the case of an enlightened being, he is not dwelling upon the idea -- "I am an enlightened being" -- because he has completely transcended the idea of "I am". He is just fully being. The subject-object division has been completely transcended.
Q: If the enlightened being is without ego and feels the sorrows and the sadness of those around him but does not feel his own necessarily, then would you call his willingness to help them get over their difficulties "desire"?
A: I don't think so. Desire comes in when you want to see someone happy. When that person is happy, then you feel happy because the activities you have engaged in to make him happy are, in a sense, done for yourself rather than for the other person. You would like to see him happy. An enlightened being has no such attitude. Whenever someone requires his help, he just gives it; there is no self-gratification or self- congratulation involved.
Q: Why did you name your center here Karma Dzong?
A: Karma means "action" as well as "Buddha activity", and Dzong is the Tibetan word for "fortress". Situations just present themselves rather than being deliberately premeditated. They are perpetually developing, happening quite spontaneously. Also there seems to be a tremendous amount of energy at the center, which also could be said of karma. It is energy which is not misled by anyone, energy which is in the fortress. What is happening definitely had to happen. It takes the shape of spontaneous karmic relationships rather than of missionary work or the conversion of people into Buddhists.
Q: How would you relate samadhi and nirvana to the concept of shunyata?
A: There is a problem here with words. It is not a matter of differences; it is a matter of different emphases. Samadhi is complete involvement and nirvana is freedom and both are connected with shunyata. When we experience shunyata, we are completely involved, without the subject-object division of duality. We are also free from confusion.
CHOGYAM TRUNGPA / Cutting Through Spiritual Materialism / Shambhala Publications
Happy pi day, everyone!
To try to understand the true significance of this day, I first needed to understand the meaning of the thing it is celebrating. So, I went to one of my more scholarly friends (Blackberry) and inquired into the nature of the holiday's namesake. The first thing I asked was, naturally, "what does this pie taste like?"*
When he heard that, he declared me an embarrassingly unlearned pup and set about giving me a passionate mathematical lesson. Within minutes every scrap of paper within paw's reach was covered in numbers and my mind was swimming with all the things Blackberry was trying to squeeze into it.
After a while, (I'm not sure if it's because he noticed the aghast expression on my face, or if it was because he had run out of slips of paper... though I think it was the latter) he slowed to a stop. Looking over the various notes scattered around us, he admitted that he hadn't exactly taken the most direct route in my tutoring, but he thought this gave a more general, fool-proof, informative definition.
And here I was thinking it was a day dedicated to dessert!
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*I think part of me was willing it to be chocolate pie (my favorite!) but I didn't want to get my hopes up.
Description: Newspaper article by Julia Ward Howe in the Woman's Journal, Boston and Chicago, on September 24, 1870 titled "An Appeal to Womanhood Throughout the World
Full text: AN APPEAL TO WOMANHOOD THROUGHOUT THE ' WORLD.
Again, in the sight of the Christian world, have the skill and power of two great nations exhausted themselves in mutual murder. Again have the sacred questions of intern; national justice been committed to the fatal mediation of military weapons. In this day of progress, in this century of light, tbl' ambition of rulers has been allowed to barter the dear interests of domestic life for the bloody exchanges of the battlefield. Thus men have done. Thus men will do. But womaln need no longer be made a party to proceedings which fill the globe with grief and horror. Despite the assumptions of physical force, the mother has a sacred and commanding word to say to the sons who owe their life to her suffering. That word should now be heard, and answered to as never before.
Arise, then., Christian women of this day: Arise, all women who have hearts, whether your baptism be that of water or of tears ! Say firmly: We will not have great questions decided "by irrelevant agencies. Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause. Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience. We, women of one Country, will be too tender of those of another country, to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs. From the bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes up with our own. It says: Disarm, disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance of justice. Blood does not wipe out dishonor, nor violence vindicate possession. As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of Council.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead. Let them solemnly take council with each other as to the means whereby the great human family can live in peace, man as the brother of man, each bearing after his own kind the sacred impress, not of Cesar, but of God.
In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I earnestly ask that a general congress of women, without limit of nationality, may be appointed and held at some place deemed most convenient, and at the earliest period consistent with its objects, to promote the alliance of the different nationalities, the amicable settlement of international questions, the great and general interests of peace.
JULIA WARD HOWE.
Date: 1870
Creator: Woman's Journal
Format: newspaper
Digital Identifier: AG28-11a-4
Biographical note: Julia Ward Howe (1819-1910) was an author, lecturer, poet, activist, abolitionist and leader in the Women's suffrage movement. Born in New York City to affluent parents, Ward Howe was well educated but expected to be a wife. In 1843 Ward Howe married Samuel Gridley Howe the founding director of Perkins after meeting him at a tour of the school. Despite conventional expectations that she not live a public life she initially published work anonymously before becoming a social activist that wrote, spoke, and worked for many social causes. She is commonly known for writing the words to “Battle Hymn of the Republic” and in 1908, she became the first woman elected to the American Academy of Arts. In 1988 she was inducted into the National Women’s Hall of Fame.
Source: Hale, Jen. (2022) ”Julia Ward Howe”. Hale, Jen. “Julia Ward Howe” Perkins Archives Blog, Perkins School for the Blind, Watertown MA, October 26, 2022
Rights: Samuel P. Hayes Research Library, Perkins School for the Blind, Watertown, MA
From Left to Right:
David Swerdlick,
Assistant Editor, Washington Post Outlook section
Thomas Chatterton Williams
2019 National Fellow, New America
Author, Self-Portrait in Black and White
Theodore Johnson, Moderator
2017 National Fellow, New America
Senior Fellow, Brennan Center for Justice
Menlo students get schooled by UnLearn The World and Hip Hop For Change during assembly. Photo by Pete Zivkov.
The Urban Farm School in Asheville, NC is for folks who are ready to walk their talk, grow their food, and learn how to be food independent in our cities. www.ashevillage.org/urban-farm-school
Me and My World..
My fascination for shooting hijras was very strong.. I used to go to town every Friday by cab and on the way at Mori Road was a slum that later got demolished I would shoot the hijras from my cab as they solicited customers.
As I was shooting the Kamatipura flea market I ventured into Hijra Gully No I befriended Nargis Guru and began shooting the Hijra mujra dancers.
I knew a don he belonged to my faith I asked him to help me shoot Pila House Hijras he sent me two hoodlums who stood besides me I shot the Hijras befriended Heena she was beautiful and at a very young age had been abducted my a mafia don.. He released her later.
I met Heenas Guru and thus I shot the Hijra at the All India Hijra Sammelan thanks to Guru Laxmi Narayan Tripathi we were both connected to Bollywood.
Laxmiji is the Maha Mandleshwar of the dynamic Kinnar Akhara she founded and nurtured..
Than I began shooting Hijras and their connection to Sufi Saints so I shot them at Mahim Dargah Haji Malang Ajmer.
Than I delved into Hijras and Hinduism I went to Khanakhya to shoot them among Aghoris and Tantrics. My Hijra documentary is disabled from public view.
#HijrasofIndia
#unlearningphotography
23h
Prof. Olivier Oullier, Neuroscientist & former Global Head of Strategy, Health & Healthcare, World Economic Forum
Thomas Chatterton Williams
2019 National Fellow, New America
Author, Self-Portrait in Black and White
Theodore Johnson,
2017 National Fellow, New America
Senior Fellow, Brennan Center for Justice
Set: www.flickr.com/photos/connectirmeli/sets/72157631494094958/
Vieraista tutuiksi was an interactive event for sharing who we are and how we live our creativity true. - The special target group was people with disabilities - all ages included.
Activities:
- Borrow a real person from the library for 20 minutes - s/he shares who s/he is and you get a great opportunity to unlearn
- Build and rebuild your own sculpture - by Alexander Reichstein
- Paint with dessert cream kind of paint
- Produce iron wire art
- Visualize your dream
-> Feel more through my pics
- I walked by a locker room and couldn't help checking what was in a couple of cans on a shelf. - The label #1 said 'scent for the arrival to the workplace' and the label #2 'scent for the departure from the workplace'. There's so much within the procedures developed for the disabled the rest of us could daily utilize...
Markus Kaski (Senior Physician, Rinnekoti Foundation) says in an interview (slide 99) that events like this help us get acquainted with people who are relatively lightly disabled. - Events like this are fantastic, but we mustn't forget the much more severely disabled people living in our society and being members of our communities...
This year's event was hosted by Rinnekoti Foundation - the programme in Finnish www.kulttuuripaivat.fi/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/Kulttuu...
The referred article (slides 98-99) in Finnish: www.esse.fi/nakoislehdet_2012/esse_12_35/esse_12_35.pdf
In our learning journey, sometimes we forget to unlearn and relearn. To compose a nice shot, we tend exploring many different angles by using the rule of third, leading lines and other basic photography guide. One thing which we always forget, the KISS rule (Keep it simple). For this shot, the fort tower is right in the middle of the frame. However, the direct sun above the tower really provided the lighting highlight.
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
...not an artistic mystery, but a mathematical equation. The gift are those ideas you think of as you drift to sleep. The giver is that one you think of when you first awake.”
- Roman Payne -
www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/mystery
What is the current bedtime story (shoot in sitiu) www.todaysposting.com/TPAssignment.php?TP=563 - during many recent days, as the last thing in the evening I've sketched some ideas on actual learning themes. This drawing is a particular one - together with the pastel like sunrise completing my personal learning diary. It was a part of written reports belonging to my encounter art facilitator studies during the last spring.
- The text in the learning diary screenshot refers to my co-learner's idea: We must not only learn to listen, but also to hear in a different / new / way. My concluding thought is: "I'm ready to let go... To hear in a different way."
When the student is ready, the master will appear. - Buddhist proverb
That's my favorite Chinese proverb. I've lived it especially true within MOOC contexts. - It's up to our readiness, how much we can gain from various ongoing unlearning and transformation processes within MOOCs. Gaining readiness to unlearn and transform is a prerequisite for reaching the moment when the master will appear. It can take e.g. for a decade. When we'll be ready we'll notice that the master has been there ready waiting for us for all this time. It's been about OUR readiness! Being ready to transform is all about our capacity to feel ready to accept the presence of the master.
Chinese New Year, Year of the Dragon 'As Is' or a Dragon or mythical creatures , post it then Tag it with #TP76
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
Some studies show that logical thinking doesn't develop in people until age 25! So, you can lock in incorrect information from early childhood until 25 which will take a person decades to unlearn and find the truth.
Google search:
At what age does the brain become fully mature?
age 25
Under most laws, young people are recognized as adults at age 18. But emerging science about brain development suggests that most people don't reach full maturity until the age of 25.
A rare de tallado ‘The Apotheosis of Saint Vincent Ferrer’ tableau
Estimate: PHP 400,000 - 480,000
19th century
Pangasinan
Hardwood, polychrome, gesso
58.5 x 26 x 21 cm (23 x 10 1/4 x 8 1/4 in)
This is a rarely seen complex tableau of the Apotheosis or Glorification of San Vicente de Ferrer, one of the most popular saints in the Philippines, through an artistic portrayal of several of his attributes: Trumpet, played by the seated angel, representing his powerful preaching and the message of repentance; Basket of hearts, held aloft by the angel to his right, representing the heretics and schismatics he converted; Book, held up by the angel to his left, representing the Book of Revelation; Raised index finger, signifying his power to perform miracles and his role as a preacher; Dominican habit, in traditional black and white, as worn by him; and Wings, now missing, which symbolize his identification as the “Angel of the Apocalypse.” The one-piece construction, each figure in-carved separately, is a marvelous feat for an unlearned provincial carver, successfully producing a full 3-dimensional religious masterpiece.
Lot 273 of the Salcedo Auctions live and online auction on 8 March 2025. For more information and to place an online bid, please see www.salcedoauctions.com
Menlo students get schooled by UnLearn The World and Hip Hop For Change during assembly. Photo by Pete Zivkov.
Scott Matthew
Carroponte - Milano
07 Luglio 2013
© Mairo Cinquetti
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The Singer/ Songwriter was born in Queensland, Australia and now lives in New York.
He has described himself as a "quiet noise-maker" with a passion for ballads. He is most familiar to audiences for his voice and poignant songwriting.
So far he has received attention from John Cameron Mitchell`s film SHORTBUS (2006). He wrote the theme song “In the End” in addition to the songs "Little Bird", "Surgery" and "Upside Down" performed in the film by himself and featured on the soundtrack.
One of his early successes came with the soundtracks "Lithium Flower" and "Beauty Is Within Us" for the Japanese animation-serial Ghost in the Shell, as well as with the title song “Is It Real?”, for the animation-serial Cowboy Bebop. All being composed by Yoko Kanno .
His highly praised self-titled debut album was released in 2008, followed by his 2nd Studio Album „There Is An Ocean That Divides“ a year later and his 3rd solo-record „Gallantry`s Favorite Son“ in 2011.
Whoever has experienced Scott Matthew and his wonderful musicians live on stage is oddly touched. His emotional investment in song and singing is huge. His presence intensifies the disarming and immediacy of his work though is able to give an ease to the evening with two or three words between his songs.
He always loved to reinterpret the songs from his favorite singers, writers and composers and add them as encore to his setlists. This is still part of his concerts and the audience is looking forward every night to this" personal hitparade"
His new studio album UNLEARNED will be a collection of his personal favorites like Harvest Moon (Neil Young), No Surprises (Radiohead) or To Love Somebody (Bee Gees) reinterpret only with his mesmerizing, heart-melting and captivating voice and the Scott Matthew typical instrumentation of piano, strings, guitar and his ukulele. He also invited some guests as duet partner.
St. Augustine of Hippo is the patron of brewers because of his conversion from a former life of loose living, which included parties, entertainment, and worldly ambitions. His complete turnaround and conversion has been an inspiration to many who struggle with a particular vice or habit they long to break.
This famous son of St. Monica was born in Africa and spent many years of his life in wicked living and in false beliefs. Though he was one of the most intelligent men who ever lived and though he had been brought up a Christian, his sins of impurity and his pride darkened his mind so much, that he could not see or understand the Divine Truth anymore. Through the prayers of his holy mother and the marvelous preaching of St. Ambrose, Augustine finally became convinced that Christianity was the one true religion. Yet he did not become a Christian then, because he thought he could never live a pure life. One day, however, he heard about two men who had suddenly been converted on reading the life of St. Antony, and he felt terrible ashamed of himself. "What are we doing?" he cried to his friend Alipius. "Unlearned people are taking Heaven by force, while we, with all our knowledge, are so cowardly that we keep rolling around in the mud of our sins!"
Full of bitter sorrow, Augustine flung himself out into the garden and cried out to God, "How long more, O Lord? Why does not this hour put an end to my sins?" Just then he heard a child singing, "Take up and read!" Thinking that God intended him to hear those words, he picked up the book of the Letters of St. Paul, and read the first passage his gaze fell on. It was just what Augustine needed, for in it, St. Paul says to put away all impurity and to live in imitation of Jesus. That did it! From then on, Augustine began a new life.
He was baptized, became a priest, a bishop, a famous Catholic writer, Founder of religious priests, and one of the greatest saints that ever lived. He became very devout and charitable, too. On the wall of his room he had the following sentence written in large letters: "Here we do not speak evil of anyone." St. Augustine overcame strong heresies, practiced great poverty and supported the poor, preached very often and prayed with great fervor right up until his death. "Too late have I loved You!" he once cried to God, but with his holy life he certainly made up for the sins he committed before his conversion. His feast day is August 28th.
The first photo of this set is a page from my pastel sketch book - a dream I visualized as the first thing in the morning on Friday May 31, 2013.
- I created this set today by post-processing that one single photo. I was reflecting feelings of the first week of #moodleMOOC Summer 2013 - one dream, all these dimensions...
Set: www.flickr.com/photos/connectirmeli/sets/7215763400800976...
#moodleMOOC: www.wiziq.com/course/20705-teaching-with-moodle
Me and My World
This was shot at All India Hijra Sammelan Parksite Vikhroli..
She is Priya from Singapore a danseuse and a beautiful transgender.
We met for a short while and we became good friends she was very popular but the other hijras did not like her.. They thought she was haughty and arrogant.
We planned to meet in Bandra spend some time but she left and thus ended a dream.
She touched me with her kindness
#transgender
#hijrasofindia
#unlearningphotography
2d
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
Saint Augustine Prayer Card from the Great Britain
St. Augustine of Hippo is the patron of brewers because of his conversion from a former life of loose living, which included parties, entertainment, and worldly ambitions. His complete turnaround and conversion has been an inspiration to many who struggle with a particular vice or habit they long to break.
This famous son of St. Monica was born in Africa and spent many years of his life in wicked living and in false beliefs. Though he was one of the most intelligent men who ever lived and though he had been brought up a Christian, his sins of impurity and his pride darkened his mind so much, that he could not see or understand the Divine Truth anymore. Through the prayers of his holy mother and the marvelous preaching of St. Ambrose, Augustine finally became convinced that Christianity was the one true religion. Yet he did not become a Christian then, because he thought he could never live a pure life. One day, however, he heard about two men who had suddenly been converted on reading the life of St. Antony, and he felt terrible ashamed of himself. "What are we doing?" he cried to his friend Alipius. "Unlearned people are taking Heaven by force, while we, with all our knowledge, are so cowardly that we keep rolling around in the mud of our sins!"
Full of bitter sorrow, Augustine flung himself out into the garden and cried out to God, "How long more, O Lord? Why does not this hour put an end to my sins?" Just then he heard a child singing, "Take up and read!" Thinking that God intended him to hear those words, he picked up the book of the Letters of St. Paul, and read the first passage his gaze fell on. It was just what Augustine needed, for in it, St. Paul says to put away all impurity and to live in imitation of Jesus. That did it! From then on, Augustine began a new life.
He was baptized, became a priest, a bishop, a famous Catholic writer, Founder of religious priests, and one of the greatest saints that ever lived. He became very devout and charitable, too. On the wall of his room he had the following sentence written in large letters: "Here we do not speak evil of anyone." St. Augustine overcame strong heresies, practiced great poverty and supported the poor, preached very often and prayed with great fervor right up until his death. "Too late have I loved You!" he once cried to God, but with his holy life he certainly made up for the sins he committed before his conversion. His feast day is August 28th.