Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Consistency

On my afternoon walk on the Kolgun circuit on Mt. Cooth-tha yesterday, my mind was busily engaged so that my body could do its job and move me up the 60degree slope to the top of the hill.

When I let my mind go, there is always a surprise in store. I'm sure the same is true for you. Amazing what our minds will produce. My imagination sometimes doesn't even seem to be my own. It's rather like it belongs to some Jungian Universal Unconscious, just swarming with the disappearing bees into some place that no human seems to be able to find.

Kind of like going to see Pam's Labrynth. One simply never knows where one will end up when the process is allowed to move by itself.

Anyhow..the final part of this notation is that I discovered that consistency and balance are not part of my experience. And that's quite wonderful most of the time. I may alphabetize the spices in the pantry, but you will never be sure of my response to your story when you share it with me. And why is that? Travel has broadened my perspective and age has given me enough experiences that I just never know which aspect of self will react to whatever story you choose to share.

I like it this way. You can count on nothing but that there will be a reaction.

And so, dear friend, happy first day of fall in the southern hemisphere tomorrow. May your northern winter bring you joy and a desire for the greens of spring.

hugs..

Saturday, February 24, 2007

the end in the beginning

Have just been considering the progress of my life – I know a pretty big subject and one about which you might not be in the least bit interested.

However, in terms of ontogeny following phylogeny, I think the Spanish speakers of the world have the right road map. The whole planet is simply a series of concentric circles with the individual at the center and at the apogee at the same moment. The individual is the manifestation of the universal unconscious and at the same moment the point at which consciusness is farthest from the universal. Confusing?

Well, consider that in 100 Years of Solitude, the story is told repeatedly, beginning with the individual and moving out to encompass the entire community and then the entire nation, and then the entire planet. All experience the story in the same human fashion. Isn't that what Jung was teling us with the universal unconscious? Or am I confused again?

In biological terms, the individual follows precisely the same pattern of development that the specie follows. Or is the other way round, the species follows precisely the same pattern of development that the individual within the specis follows on his /her way to maturity.

Regardless, I am really arguing about a literary form, I am arguing for a braided context, for concentric circles of meaning to replace the linear English speaking form of writing the way Americans, Brits, and Aussies do it. Here is what I'm going to tell you. Here is the story...and in case you didn't catch it the first two times, here is the point I was trying to make the entire time.

I prefer , for the moment, the Spanish tale. Here is the individual having an experience, here is her family living through that same experience, here is the community in which that family lives in the midst of the same story, and finally here is the nation, planet living out the same pattern of existence.
Somehow it just seems more biologically precise to admit as the Buddhist does that we are all part and parcel of the same experience, that we simply cannot divorce ourselves from the dilemma of the human condition. Americans have, for a very long time, pretended otherwise. Perhaps it is time to come to terms with our refusal to admit to being one and the same with Sunnis, Shias, Buddhists, Hindus, Jesus, even with born agains – heaven help us–

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

discussion with a shrink

G'day, ya'll..

How's that for a little mixing of patois?

I just finished a conversation with my shrink, a man of considerable astuteness to whom I chat for 45 minutes once every month except when he is on vacation in the northern hemisphere summer time. Have been sitting here playing another 45 minutes of SNOOD in order to organize my thoughts. Yuppers, that's right. I play a silly computer game just so I can play with a few ideas about how to express certain very important ideas. If you believe that, I have a lovely piece of the moon I might sell you next time it is full! :)

And so, having admitted to my fascination – er – obsession, let me move forward to that which I have come to really discuss with you.

'Differential Access' is a psychological term for that experience we all have had of sharing an event in a group of two or more in which each member sees the event in a different way. According to each person's need, past experience, unconscious determinant, and current state of mind; each has a unique understanding of the event in which all have participated.

I suspect you understand and wonder why in hell I'm writing about so obvious an occurrence. Well, the obvious has not been all that obvious to me nor to others. In the past, I have had a couple of people berate me with the phrase, 'It's not about you, Dottie.'

Well, guess what? It is about me. It is always about me if I am engaged in an experience. It may also be about all of you, as well. Therefore, life is about us. And the exchange we may have about how differently or similarily we perceive our experiences together creates the joy and sorrow of being alive. There are folks who are sufficiently detached from their life experiences that they don't realize that their lives are about them. I admit to not understanding how that can be. And, I am also convinced that scads of folks wander through their lives not taking responsibility for the fact that their lives are about them.

And so, fellow narcissists, I wish you a most pleasant afternoon. And to those of you who don't claim your experiences as your own, perhaps you would be willing to explain how you manage to miss out on so much that happens to you in life.

Monday, February 12, 2007

well, how in heck are ya?

It's been six days since I've shared my thoughts. And how are you on this Sunday in Amerika..hopefully a lovely day full of moisture in the skies and not too much on the ground.

Here in Oz we are in the throes of a drought – hard to imagine, I know when it rains at least weekly. It just doesn't seem to want to rain on the catchment areas – whatever that means. I know, it means the damns or the place where the folks around here decided to store their excess moisture a few years ago, like maybe 50 years ago. Weather patterns change and the rains on the plains of eastern Queensland are falling in different areas now. NO duh!!

All that aside, I want to take a moment to talk with you about my newest research into Meyers/Briggs/Temperament Sorter classifications. My friend was on line the other day while we were talking trans pacific on the phone. Her sharing was about her findings about various personality styles according to the MBTI.

If you know me at all, you probably know that I am proud to be an INFJ..according to that particular test. And as only 1.5% of the population fall into this category..among those who have taken this test, at least – I often feel lonely. You see where I'm headed? Yuppers..I haven't written lately cause I have been a tad lonely. Not lonely for Amerikans so much – although I do miss you guys, but lonely for another INFJ. Since we are so few and far between, I sometimes mope around just wishing someone who really understood me would come through my front door.

So I joined the INFJ list serve. Ugh. Now that's an interesting bunch of commentary about nothing in particular and everything in general. There is a list serve for all personality types. You might want to google your type and see what you find.

Bottom line (please excuse the cliche), I am reminded yet again that my writing style (Masters thesis) is determined by my personality type. And academics are definitely not INFJs very often. More like TJs most of the time. And my rambling, intuitive moments of typing do not impress. Not only is my writing unimpressive to 98.5% of the population, it is annoying to most. That's a pretty difficult place to find a writer who really would like to publish her thoughts. Hummmm...

Any suggestions about how to ..nah!!..I know..do it like the majority if you want to make a living as a writer or just write for my own joy..and say..what the hell to the rest of the world!!

Be good..enjoy the rest of your week end..Monday in Oz is good..hope the same is true for Amerika.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

check out the little movie on this blog!!

http://svarten.blogspot.com/

perfect!

Apocalypto

Just came in from seeing Mel Gibson's latest movie, Apocalypto. Not bad!

Remember, I'm in Oz..everything comes here late unless it is released in Britain or Australia..and then we get it at the same time as the Brits. Americans like to keep us waiting.

I thought it was a good story, well photographed.. actually beautifully photographed. The Director of Photography did a superb job of making the rain forest look real and negotiatable..which is no easy task. The eclypse was superb. And the young stars were magnificent. Both the male and the female stars were beautiful, more fully developed than one would have thought possible in a 'thriller'.

The story is Mad Max 16 or something on that order. Every Mel Gibson film is Mad Max something or another. The story is always the same, this time with a slight ironic twist. The failure of civilization is the government/religious order itself. Maybe that isn't so ironic if one takes a long look at the world in which we Amerikans live these days. Certainly, our current government, given free reign would take us down the same path as the one depicted for the Mayas in this movie.

Absolute power..you know the line..unless, of course, the gods must be crazy and come to the aide of the common folks and the common folk hero. Myths are made of these kinds of movies. They work pretty well, too. I enjoyed the unfolding.

Friday, February 02, 2007

wiki novel on line

Ok..here's your chance to write for Penguin!....

An online novel written and edited by the entire cyberworld..what a deligthful idea.

Check it out at this webpage and have a great time!!

http://www.amillionpenguins.com/wiki/index.php?title=Main_Page

I'll participate and I hope you will too..look forward to your contributions, oh creative ones!! :)