2010.05.06 07:00 - Whittling away!

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    The Guardian for this meeting was Storm Nordwind. The comments are by Storm Nordwind.

    This is, for me, a wonderful session, filled with metaphors, strong images and spontaneous poetry .

    We start the session with Eden not seeing herself as others see her!

    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Eden! :)
    Eden Haiku: Good morning Eliza.
    Eliza Madrigal: How are you?
    Eden Haiku: I seem to be in a cloud form this morning ;)
    Eliza Madrigal: Oh, I see you perfectly
    Eliza Madrigal: glittering... wearing a white shirt and black pants :)
    Eden Haiku: Oh, you do? I logged in about 10 minutes ago and the cloud is not transforming even if I zoom in and out...
    Eliza Madrigal: Hm. Must be just to your view. Odd how that happens
    Eden Haiku: Is that the lag you think?
    Eliza Madrigal: Maybe :)
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Storm! :)
    Eden Haiku: Measure of the lag is in French now, and I cannot recognize how they call it...;)
    Storm Nordwind: Good morning dear friends!
    Eden Haiku: Good morning Storm ;)
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Yakuzza Lethecus: hey you both
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Yakuzza :)
    Storm Nordwind looks to see who is invisible
    Eliza Madrigal: hahah
    Eden Haiku: I guess Yakuzza is not seeing me either then...;) Storm am I a cloud for you?
    Yakuzza Lethecus: i see you
    Storm Nordwind: No Eden. You are perfectly formed!
    Eden Haiku: In my viewer I am a cloud... well. It is ok then ...

    It can be surprising the groups that we join, sometimes unwittingly, and the consequences from that.
    Eliza Madrigal is wondering how to unsubscribe from this belly dancing event I added myself onto months ago
    Eliza Madrigal: We don't always see ourselves the way others see us :)
    Eden Haiku: Very true ;)
    Storm Nordwind is trying to see Eliza as a belly dancer... and succeeding!
    Eliza Madrigal: hahaha
    Eliza Madrigal: I haven't attended an event in a long time, and unsubbed from the group... but the green invitations keep coming
    Eliza Madrigal: as well as emails =/
    Eden Haiku: Annoying..
    Eliza Madrigal: yup! Like perceiving yourself as a cloud when you are actually 'perfectly formed' :))
    Storm Nordwind is very careful which groups he subscribes to nowadays
    Eden Haiku: I am trying to drop it... ;)
    Storm Nordwind: hehe!
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Eliza Madrigal: me too... re the belly dancing group
    Eliza Madrigal: ;-)
    Eden Haiku: Yes, I used to always click yes to groups until I eneded up realizing I was part of a mafia group!
    Eliza Madrigal: !!
    Storm Nordwind: Oh!
    Eliza Madrigal: Yikes
    Storm Nordwind: We'd better be nice to you then ;)
    Eden Haiku: I quiited...
    Eliza Madrigal giggles
    Yakuzza Lethecus: :)

    Some associations have a natural lifespan...
    Storm Nordwind: Things change too. Sometimes we gain (and give) a lot from joining a group. Then sometimes eventually, it's time to move on. All things being transient etc.
    Eliza Madrigal: Indeed
    Eliza Madrigal: Then there are groups we join, like Eden I guess, that we join not even intending to...
    Eden Haiku: I'm even part of an italian poetry group I went to only once...keep receiving these invitations in italian...
    Storm Nordwind: Sometimes it feels like there's a purpose, almost a life mission to complete. And when it's done, it's time for the next task on our life agenda
    Eliza Madrigal: Hmm, yes

    ... and some need to be pruned. Or dropped. Or even whittled!
    Eden Haiku: Maybe it is a time for a spring cleaning of my groups?
    Eliza Madrigal: !! That's funny Eden... guess what I've been doing this morning.. have another huge pile of donations at the door of the garage :)
    Eden Haiku: Yes, Storm, things change...
    Storm Nordwind: I could do with doing the same thing. I realized that the other day when I joined Liza's group and it made it 25
    Eliza Madrigal: And I'm sitting with a huge stack of magazines to sort through
    Eden Haiku: Ah, good for you Eliza!
    Eden Haiku: I'm also always at 25 groups...;)
    Eliza Madrigal: Well, we will see... I do this rather continually and it seems to inspire others in the house to shop =/

    For some reason, unknown to the residents, Second Life has a built-in limitation that you cannot be a member of more than 25 groups.

    When you start pruning, you can sometimes find something surprising in the dead wood.
    Storm Nordwind: Sometimes you find a jewel amongst what you have to sort. This has just happened to me (in a way)
    Eliza Madrigal: Oh?
    Eden Haiku: What did you find Storm?
    --BELL--
    Storm Nordwind: I have been transporting around with me, for decades, a box of coins - all that remains of a childhood collection. It survived the journey to the US. I decided it take it out and sort it, get rid of it really. So I put one coin up for auction.
    Eliza Madrigal: Oh... literally treasures...
    Storm Nordwind: I thought, well I could give them away or throw them away, but let's see what happens
    Eden Haiku: Are you a millionnaire now ;)?
    Storm Nordwind: I have no attachment to them, or not since I was 10 years old
    Eliza Madrigal gets excited knowing Storm will fly us to Colorado to celebrate millionaire-dom :))
    Eden Haiku: Yesss!!!
    Storm Nordwind: Haha - I wish!
    Eliza Madrigal: hehe
    Storm Nordwind: So I took photos of one, and put it on ebay (something I've never done before so my wife had to show me how)
    Eden Haiku: Amazing, you took the coins with you throughout all these moving?
    Storm Nordwind: Yes I was lazy
    Storm Nordwind: or something
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Storm Nordwind: It's easier to stuff the small box in a bigger box and move it, than to open the box and sort it out!
    Eden Haiku: ;-)
    Eliza Madrigal nodding sympathetically
    Eden Haiku: Or maybe the represent some dear memory from childhood?
    Storm Nordwind: What is this memory thing I keep hearing about? ;)
    Eden Haiku: Ah yes, sorry, I keep forgetting you are a cyborg with no memory...
    Storm Nordwind: And your name is? ;)
    Eden Haiku: Lola, nice to meet you!
    Eliza Madrigal: no memory and yet he can find stories and histories in a snap :)
    Storm Nordwind: Anyway, I selected a 5 cent coin and saw what would happen
    Eliza Madrigal: And?
    Eden Haiku: And do people bet on your coin Storm?
    Eliza Madrigal scoots to the end of her chair
    Storm Nordwind: The highest bid is up to $900 with 3 days still to go
    Eliza Madrigal: !!!!
    Eden Haiku: wow!
    Eliza Madrigal: Fantastic!
    Storm Nordwind: I fell off my chair
    Eden Haiku: Should try ebay...
    Storm Nordwind: It'll pay a debt or three
    Eliza Madrigal: Incredible... usually people wait til the last few days
    Eden Haiku: And you have many more coins...
    Storm Nordwind: I know
    Eliza Madrigal: Congratulations Storm!
    Storm Nordwind: So sometimes what we see as simply worthless baggage is very valuable in the eyes of someone else
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Eden Haiku: Hum...
    Eden Haiku: Is it a very ancient coin?
    Storm Nordwind: 1885 - I wouldn't call that very ancient (by European standards!) ;)
    Eliza Madrigal: I'm amazed you are here and not listing all the others already :)
    Eden Haiku: Yes ;-)
    Storm Nordwind: hehe - perhaps one day. I suspect my intuition led me to that particular one. I don't think the others are even 1% of the value
    Eliza Madrigal: But seriously, what a stroke of fortune... sitting on some answers

    What do we carry with us, to which we attach little value, that might be vaulable to others?
    Eden Haiku: Was wondering what kind of worthless inner baggage could be useful to others...
    Storm Nordwind: Hi Pema!
    Eliza Madrigal: Well, I know that my 2008 Organic Gardening will not sell for $900... but might entertain someone at the dentist when I give it away :)
    Pema Pera: hi Eden, Storm, Eliza, Yaku!
    Eden Haiku: Hello Pema!
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Pema! :)
    Yakuzza Lethecus: hi pema
    Eden Haiku: I love magazines at the dentist!
    Eliza Madrigal: :)))
    Storm Nordwind: Sometimes Eden, we attach little value to courtesy (for example). Yet a moment's politeness and friendliness can change someone's whole day - and even save a life
    Eden Haiku: Oh, Storm, that is a wonderful example...
    --BELL--
    Eliza Madrigal suspects that the treasure she'd find beneath all these accumulations would be of great value.... breathing room in the very least ... so I whittle away.
    Storm Nordwind: It's a great metaphor for those who think that 'dropping' leaves a void in its place
    Eliza Madrigal: :) Storm, nodding

    Pema, newly arrived, makes some kind comments on our recent poetic efforts.
    Pema Pera: i really enjoyed reading your haikus yesterday, Eden and Storm, and nice to have you both here!
    Eden Haiku: blushing with pleasure ;)
    Storm Nordwind: So pleased Pema! :)

    Writing as a vital part of Play as Being. We talk of the little poetic community that has built up, both writing and appreciating.
    Pema Pera: It is an aspect of PaB that has received relatively little attention -- writing as part of practice/exploration
    Pema Pera: for me, it is a vital part -- whether prose, poetry, words, pictures
    Storm Nordwind is recently taking up gogyohka more than haiku - and finds it even more expressive
    Pema Pera: I guess twitter can play some of that function -- you are both on twitter, right?
    Storm Nordwind: yes indeed :)
    Eden Haiku: Yes, with Eliza and Zen.
    Eden Haiku: Who also write poetry once in a while...
    Eliza Madrigal: Bleu and Sharon are there also... but not often posting. And Eos is there, not often haiku-ing though :)
    Eden Haiku: Oh yes. Eos...too.
    Eliza Madrigal: Hm... and Calvino, though not posting lately either... Hm, guess quite a few of us
    Eden Haiku: I was just thinking how my English vocaubluary is improving here at PaB. Just learnt the word «whittle» from Eliza... Can't wait to use it in an haiku..;) or a gogyohka...
    Storm Nordwind: It can work in many ways. There's a fellowship that comes from the joint activity. But also there a very strong medium of expression that can develop
    Eliza Madrigal: Storm and Eden are wonderfully prolific ... refreshing to check in at any point of the day
    Eden Haiku: What I don't like about gogyohka is how difficult it is to remember the spelling of that word!
    Eliza Madrigal: hahah!!
    Eliza Madrigal: yes :)
    Storm Nordwind: And gogyohka is especially interesting. Many parallels I find to the growth of PaB in the energy people are discovering in this new form

    Pema delights us with a spontaneous haiku!
    Pema Pera: I'm whittling away / whittle whittle whittle more / still whittling away
    Eden Haiku: laughing
    Eden Haiku: A piece of anthology Pema!
    Eliza Madrigal shaking head
    Pema Pera: m(._.)m
    Storm Nordwind chuckles
    Eliza Madrigal sees picture of Pema on rocking chair... front porch... block of wood
    Pema Pera: pipe in mouth
    Eliza Madrigal: heheh
    Pema Pera: no computer
    Eliza Madrigal: >gasp< that goes beyond my imagination :)
    Pema Pera: hehehe
    Eden Haiku: Excellent metaphor of Play as Being Pema ;)
    Pema Pera: ty, Eden, yes, I was thinking about that too . . . .

    I put a pipe in my mouth and respond with a gogyohka! And many other spontaneous delights arise.
    Storm Nordwind: dropping / even the striving / to express / and then / expression comes -- #gogyohka
    Pema Pera: clap clap clap!
    Eliza Madrigal: :))
    Eden Haiku: no memory/ yet he does know/ to spell gogyohka/perfectly
    Storm Nordwind laughs
    Pema Pera: :-)
    Eden Haiku: Should be 5 lines I think then perfectly/well
    Eden Haiku: This pavilion is one of the last places in the world where smoking is permitted (coughing)
    Pema Pera: striving / to drop but without / dropping to strive / just dropping dropping / where can striving go?
    Storm Nordwind giggles at Eden
    Storm Nordwind: Oh wonderful Pema!!
    Eliza Madrigal: Really nice
    --BELL--
    Eden Haiku: is listening to the thunder in her world

    I'm reminded of Pema's 100 day project. He recently wrote in an email: It may seem escapist to "play as Being" but in fact we are always already playing, "playing as miserable" sometimes; often "playing as limited" in this or that way.  Each moment we are playing as something.  And the fun thing is: we can combine each play we are already engaged in with playing as Being.  It's almost too simple: instead of me feeling disappointed about something, I can play as Being playing me feeling disappointed.  Quickly, that gives a whole different feel to the situation!  Quite likely, that will immediately begin to bring out some of those "infinite possibilities of Being" that we normally overlook. So I'm inspired to write further, and ask further. And I get an inspired and inspiring answer!
    Storm Nordwind: Playing / as Being / playing me writing / poems / around the pool
    Pema Pera: :-)
    Pema Pera: playing / Being / playing / pool / somewhere
    Storm Nordwind: even better!
    Storm Nordwind: And this is the natural segue... how is the 100 days going Pema?
    Pema Pera: one day at a time, Storm :-)
    Storm Nordwind: Great answer :))
    Pema Pera: but seriously, my practice/exploration has deepened significantly the last month -- so strange to see it deepening and accelerating without limit . . . .
    Pema Pera: for the last many years I feel that each last couple months I've learned more than in all the time previously in my life
    Pema Pera: a kind of exponential growth, the opposite of saturation
    Storm Nordwind: Wow! And for me just those few words is your last emails about it deepened my outlook significantly too (although I have the coincidental effects of my recent retreat too)
    Eden Haiku: Is there a word for the opposite of saturation? Maybe you should invent one if not.
    Pema Pera: emptying/opening, something like that perhaps, Eden?

    Pema uses an analogy of a window.
    Pema Pera: I have this picture of a very dirty window. I can spend years wiping, without much visible effect. But then everything gets lighter and cleaner, and each successive wipe seems to be more effective . . . . .
    Eden Haiku: What Ouspensky was calling a change of octave maybe?
    Pema Pera: don't know that, Eden, can you say more about octave?
    Eden Haiku: Distracted by the heavy rain...
    Pema Pera: ...rain cleaning the window ... nothing to do ...
    Storm Nordwind: If you wipe the window, it will eventually become clean. If you don't wipe the window, you'll have to survive on others' tales of what it's like outside - if you believe them!
    Pema Pera: or more likely you wind up painting a picture of a sun on top of the dirty window
    Storm Nordwind chuckles and nods
    Pema Pera: hi Arch
    Eliza Madrigal: Hello Arch :)
    Yakuzza Lethecus: hey arch
    Eden Haiku: Looking up for the notion of octave jump and at the ice storm too...
    (Eden would eventually find the link she wanted to tell us about. See the end of this chat log.)

    Meanwhile, a storm has descended on Eden in real life.
    Storm Nordwind: Good morning Arch and Koya M
    Pema Pera: ice storm!
    Eden Haiku: Not the right word... but balls of ice, tiny?
    Storm Nordwind: hailstorm
    Pema Pera: ... heavy hail breaking the window . . .
    Eden Haiku: Ah, it makes a lot of racket...
    Storm Nordwind: Can get up to 8cm diameter hailstones in Colorado
    Eden Haiku: But I love thunderstorms, it is beautiful!
    Pema Pera: balls of fire / what a racket / no / balls of ice / it was
    Storm Nordwind smiles at the poetic talent that surrounds him at the pool

    A question Arch asks during the 90 second silence is the start of a little hilarity!
    --BELL--
    Archmage Atlantis: Pema and Storm......this session is blessed
    Archmage Atlantis: But no newbies
    Pema Pera: perhaps we can all play as newbies, Arch
    Pema Pera: what's this thing about eight seconds?
    Eliza Madrigal: bell, what bell
    Eliza Madrigal giggles
    Pema Pera: oooopsssss
    Storm Nordwind chuckles
    Pema Pera: me newbie, didn't know
    Eden Haiku: Why do we stop for 90 seconds if it is 9 seconds?
    Pema Pera: aaaahhhh, the Riddle
    Storm Nordwind looks Sideways for The Great Riddle
    Pema Pera: hehehe
    Eliza Madrigal: how do you 'observe' pauses?
    Eden Haiku: What do you mean by stopping?
    Pema Pera: who are you?
    Archmage Atlantis: There is RL, our bodies live in it
    Pema Pera: the pool has turned into a fountain of questioning
    Eliza Madrigal: philosopher so and so said you should never stop...
    Storm Nordwind: What does 'who' mean anyway?
    Eden Haiku: Who said so?
    Eliza Madrigal: heheh
    Pema Pera: philosopher Soso disagreed
    Storm Nordwind: and what's this 'should' thing mean too?
    Pema Pera: we shouldn't use should?

    We remember we have chores to do.
    Eliza Madrigal: Well, whew, I think I may tackle these magazines now.... harder to do once one opens them....
    Pema Pera remembers he has to change the laudry
    Pema Pera: (a few dozen T shirts waiting to be folded)
    Eliza Madrigal: chores day :)
    Pema Pera: (before the next trip)
    Pema Pera: great session, thank you all :-)
    Eliza Madrigal loves Eden's inspiring haikus about chores...
    Eliza Madrigal: Bye Pema :)
    Archmage Atlantis: Run before what you have created
    Storm Nordwind: Thank you Pema - bye for now!
    Pema Pera: bfn
    Yakuzza Lethecus: bye pema
    Eden Haiku: Bye Pema.
    Eliza Madrigal: Bye Everyone ... need to ruthlessly focus and get these things out of the house :)
    Eliza Madrigal: Thanks for a lovely session
    Storm Nordwind: Understandable. Bye for now!
    Eliza Madrigal: Hugs
    Yakuzza Lethecus: bye everyone

    Before we all fly away, Eden finds one link, then a better one, that she'd been looking for.
    Eden Haiku: Found this: http://www.harmonicworld.com/
    Eden Haiku: When looking for shocks in the octave by Ouspensky...
    Eden Haiku: hello Arch, I'm hearing Koya purring...;)
    Storm Nordwind: A prayer wheel rotating for the benefit of all sentient beings, and a gentle mantra circulating in sound
    Eden Haiku: Better link: http://www.endlesssearch.co.uk/philo_enneagram1.htm
    Eden Haiku: When Pema was talking about wiping a window for a long time and then suddenly...
    Archmage Atlantis: To be is to be, to be sentient is ro exiis===r
    Eden Haiku: [07:53] Pema Pera: I have this picture of a very dirty window. I can spend years wiping, without much visible effect. But then everything gets lighter and cleaner, and each successive wipe seems to be more effective . . . . .
    Eden Haiku: A quantum leap, a shock in the octave, a breakthrough...
    --BELL--
    Eden Haiku: All metaphors or something we experince once in a while isn,it?
    Eden Haiku: Whittled/by the hailstorm/the dirty glass/gets dirtier/till I jump in with my Windex bottle!
    Storm Nordwind looks up in RL and wants to know what contract rates Eden charges for washing windows :)
    Eden Haiku: I pay someone to do mine but I get impatient and do the easy ones myself ;)
    Storm Nordwind chuckles

    I compare the two metaphors.
    Storm Nordwind: I remember many years ago I think I would have liked the octave metaphor better; it shows growth from something that I'm not to something I'd like to be, albeit an octave reflection of something I already am. Recently I like the dirty window metaphor even more, like clouds disappearing to reveal the sky that was there all along. :)
    Eden Haiku: Yes a natural yet miraculous sudden cleanliness of the window that would allow seeing the sky that was already there..
    Eden Haiku: Clouds dispersing to reveal the sky, yes, this is even better Storm

    And now it's time to go.
    Storm Nordwind: I think I must get on. Thank you for being part, once again, of a delightful morning conversation
    Eden Haiku: Yes, thank you Storm. Have a nice day!
    Storm Nordwind will take a moment to turn the prayer wheels before heading back to RL
    Storm Nordwind waves
    Eden Haiku: Arch are you worried about the spilling of petroleum reaching the coast of Florida?
    Eden Haiku: I guess you are afk then Arch?
    Eden Haiku: See you some other time then! Bye!
    Our wonderful session is over!
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