2010.01.25 07:00 - Thus Pass the Glories of the World

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    The Guardian for this meeting was Eden Haiku. The comments are by Eden Haiku.

    Arriving early at the pavilion for my last session as a host before my trip (I will be traveling next week and until mid-March), I enjoyed the views in the set-at-dawn rosy light and hopped from cushion to cushion, trying to find the best spot. Thought about Castaneda trying to locate his own 'spot' under the guidance of his yaqui shamanic teacher.


    I had more or less settled into a spot that felt right, when Storm walked in the pavilion. The session would be with just the two of us sitting in this quiet morning, enjoying a friendly conversation. 

    Storm Nordwind: Good morning Eden
    Eden Haiku: Good morning Storm!
    Eden Haiku: I was trying all the cushions to find where is the nicer view. ;-)
    Storm Nordwind smiles
    Storm Nordwind: And this is the view when you are looking at yourself from the front, rather than looking from behind you?
    Eden Haiku: No, this is from looking from behind me.
    Storm Nordwind: So you choose the openness?
    Eden Haiku: Facing people who arrive (but there are three sides..)
    Storm Nordwind: Yes
    Eden Haiku: Yes, I chose the mountain view.
    Eden Haiku: But I would prefer looking at the trees.
    Eden Haiku: But then I would not see the arrivals.
    Storm Nordwind: The views we have in Second Life are very much dependent on what we set our "Draw Distance" to.
    Eden Haiku: Oh!
    Storm Nordwind: Suddenly a pretty scene becomes ugly when we expand our horizon...
    Eden Haiku: That would be in "preferences'


    Storm Nordwind: Or a dull scene becomes lush
    Storm Nordwind: Rather at the mercy of other builders!
    Storm Nordwind: The temptation is to stick within the world we know
    Eden Haiku: And would you tell me how to lower the fountain? I was trying that too.
    Storm Nordwind: And of course our graphics card is grateful!
    Eden Haiku: Oh, I see...
    Storm Nordwind: Quite a metaphor really! :)
    Eden Haiku: Hum hum...

    The word 'metaphor' brings up something

    Eden Haiku: I met my father briefly yesterday night.
    Storm Nordwind: Oh?
    Eden Haiku: His dog was barking, so I talked to the dog and he opened his door.
    Eden Haiku: He lives downstairs of his two-stories house and we rent the second floor.
    Storm Nordwind: Oh I see
    Eden Haiku: A recent arrangement, 6 months ago.
    Storm Nordwind nods
    Eden Haiku: Told him only last week that I was going to India.
    Storm Nordwind: OH!!
    Storm Nordwind: What was his reaction?
    Eden Haiku: We want to mass  the other day (a mass in memory of my mother) and then he came over for dinner.
    Eden Haiku: His reaction was ok but yesterday night, as he invited me in, I could sense his anxiety.
    Eden Haiku: His sadness rather.
    Storm Nordwind: You are important to him
    Eden Haiku: I'm telling him my friend will be here and I will call him and send postcards.
    Eden Haiku: I'm also sad. His health is very good but he is 85...
    Eden Haiku: He told me a beautiful story the other day.
    Eden Haiku: When he was about 5 years old, he saw a train in the distance.
    Storm Nordwind: The talent runs in the family!
    Eden Haiku: :-)
    Eden Haiku: He said to his older brother that he wanted a little train like that.
    Eden Haiku: And his older brother answered that the train seemed little because he was far away.
    Eden Haiku: First lesson of perspective.
    Storm Nordwind smiles
    Eden Haiku: Brings us back to 'Draw distance'…(I was only noticing how my father's anecdote bout the distant train was connected to the previous subject, but as I omitted the word 'it', it reads like I'm trying to go back to it. Ah! the subtle art of written chat conversation!)
    Storm Nordwind: ah yes
    Eden Haiku: In the metaphoric aspect
    Storm Nordwind: The Kira lands were once extensive and very beautiful in places. There was a river running through a forest and little falls along it.


    Storm Nordwind: You could almost smell the crisp air at sunrise, and feel the urge to take off one's shoes and tread barefoot through the dewed grass.
    Eden Haiku: oh, and what happened?
    Eden Haiku: Thinking about our friends at the retreat in Malta, enjoying the almonds trees in bloom.
    Storm Nordwind: Land costs money. Time is tight for sponsorship. We cut right back and sold all the land except here and just to the north
    Eden Haiku: Those who were not delayed by snow... as in Germany ;-)
    Storm Nordwind is looking at a live webcam of the hazy skies over the harbor at Valletta
    Eden Haiku: Yes, it looks like a beautiful place.
    Storm Nordwind: Sun sets there in only 45 minutes, and a retreat day becomes a retreat evening
    Eden Haiku: Will it be possible to buy back the land if sponsorship gets better?
    Storm Nordwind: No. It is unlikely.
    Eden Haiku: Sad :-(
    Storm Nordwind: Sic transit gloria mundi
    Eden Haiku: ?
    Storm Nordwind: Thus pass the glories of the world
    Eden Haiku: My latin is a bit rusted...;-)
    Storm Nordwind: Yet with Second Life, such passing is normal and frequent
    Storm Nordwind: plus ça change, plus c'est la meme chose :)
    Eden Haiku: Oui, je vois...

    Making a difference: Storm makes a vivid description of what our little life span represents in a larger scale of time.

    Storm Nordwind: The avatar comes into this world, and perhaps wants to make a mark, make a difference...
    Storm Nordwind: and in the end, they pass like all others before them
    Eden Haiku: Second Life just like First Life he he...
    Storm Nordwind: and the space their creations occupied become occupied by those of others
    Storm Nordwind: yes, exactly the same
    Eden Haiku: And yet the pyramids are still there
    Storm Nordwind: We think on such time-scales!
    Storm Nordwind: For example, people in the US seem to think their Civil War was a long time ago...
    Storm Nordwind: but it is barely two lifetimes, end to end, in time past
    Eden Haiku: Yes, for us North- Americans, this is way back in time..
    Storm Nordwind: I used to take a pound coin... I guess a quarter would do... and a piece of paper, A4 in size but American letter would do...
    Storm Nordwind: and place one on the other and say...
    Storm Nordwind: if the coin represents one average length human life, how much time is represented by the sheet of paper?
    Eden Haiku: yes…(I had no clue…)
    Storm Nordwind: 12,000 years, back to the last Ice Age, still melting back


    Eden Haiku: I was thinking, 100, 1000 than maybe 1000. I could not see further.(I'm hopeless with numbers: 100 is an average life span!)
    Storm Nordwind: Fold the paper in half and you're getting closer to the building of the pyramids
    Storm Nordwind: I used to keep folding the paper
    Storm Nordwind: And all the time putting the coin back on it
    Storm Nordwind: And the point was this (in classes I used to run)
    Eden Haiku: trying to locate a coin near her computer...
    Storm Nordwind: that we think we are a drop in the ocean of existence, and we are certainly that, but...
    Storm Nordwind: compared to to what we regard as civilization, even our one life is comparatively huge...
    Storm Nordwind: and there is the potential for one person to make a difference

    Small acts of kindness

    Eden Haiku: Buddha said that to get a human life was as difficult as for a turtle to find a buoy in the ocean of reality. ..
    Eden Haiku: Or something like that …:-)
    Eden Haiku: Yes litlle acts of kindness can make huge differences
    Storm Nordwind: Yes. The version I heard was "to come to the surface only once every 100 years and put his head through a golden yoke". For month I imagined a large egg floating on the ocean, until I realized it was a different kind of yoke!
    Eden Haiku: Sorry for all the typos..(I edited them in the log)
    Eden Haiku: Yes, your version seems to be closer... Were there buoys in Buddha's time I wondered...
    Storm Nordwind: But one small act of kindness can change the world for so many people
    Eden Haiku: I was wondering how I could do little acts of kindness for my father this week so he feels loved and cared for even if I'm leaving.
    Eden Haiku: He has friends and a busy life and goes around in his car but still...
    Storm Nordwind: It is hard. You will not be able to shake his deepest anxiety - I'm sure you know that
    Eden Haiku: We used to live at the other side of town and he is used to my traveling a lot. But yes, his anxiety is about his own future trip.
    Eden Haiku: The last one.
    Storm Nordwind: And the last goodbyes that precede it, knowing or unknowing.

    Last goodbyes

    Eden Haiku: He keeps saying he wonders if we go to an unknown star when we die...
    Eden Haiku: Yes. He's also worried for my own safety. As he is for my niece who lives in Australia and my brother in Newfoundland and so on.
    Storm Nordwind nods
    Eden Haiku: And himself, he wants to travel to Cuba this Spring.
    Storm Nordwind: Being a parent teaches much!
    Eden Haiku: But this is my own anxiety I think.
    Eden Haiku: Last time I went for many months, my mother was not well at all when I came back.
    Eden Haiku: Then she died a few months later.
    Storm Nordwind: Have you asked him what he would like you to bring back for him from India?
    Eden Haiku: No, that would be a nice idea!
    Eden Haiku: So he could envision my returning.
    Storm Nordwind: Exactly.
    Eden Haiku: His «draw distance» is very short. He is always a step ahead.
    (For the record, I did ask my father that afternoon. He joked. He wants me to bring him back 1) an Indian wife 2) a Tata car 3) a live elephant… I guess, I should not worry so much…)


    Storm Nordwind: There is safety and comfort like that, but no perspective
    Eden Haiku: Oh, that is why. He is finding comfort in just seeing the next day. Sometimes he seems to be unable to appreciate what is because he is so much projected in the near future.
    Eden Haiku: Tell me what it is you learnt as a parent Storm. I do not have children, only books :-)This is an experience I did not have.
    Storm Nordwind: How many hours do you have? ;)
    Storm Nordwind chuckles
    Eden Haiku: chuckles
    Eden Haiku: You had four children, so maybe an hour each?
    Eden Haiku: lol
    Storm Nordwind: haha! Well one thing... you love them, you care for them, you help them grow... and then you let them go... no clinging
    Eden Haiku: I feel like I'm the mother of my Dad now.
    Eden Haiku: Yes, and I have to let him go too...
    Storm Nordwind: yes
    Storm Nordwind: To do so is both for them and for you
    Eden Haiku: I was the last person who saw my father's father when he passed away at age 86.
    Eden Haiku: He is the one who showed me the beauty of the sun rising.
    Storm Nordwind: Ah yes :)
    Eden Haiku: I asked him if he was afraid of his own death.
    Eden Haiku: He answered no, not at all.
    Eden Haiku: In Varanasi, I'm going to see a lot of dead bodies being burnt.
    Storm Nordwind: I remember the last time I visited my father in hospital, the day before he died. His nurses said they'd never had anyone there before who was so continually, gently and graciously concerned for the nurses' welfare, rather than his own.
    Eden Haiku: That is so wonderful. He is the one who taught you about kindness, for sure.
    Storm Nordwind: Would you excuse me now Eden? Thank you for the lovely conversation. I must go and attend to something in the Five Bells for a little while
    Eden Haiku: Sure, Storm. Thanks for being here this morning.
    Storm Nordwind: My pleasure, as always :)
    Eden Haiku: Always pleased to see you :-)
    Storm Nordwind smiles
    Storm Nordwind: Bye for now
    Eden Haiku: Bye!

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    Originally written on 00:29, 26 Jan 2010
    I really would have liked to have been there this morning, Eden! What a lovely session. :)
    Posted 13:57, 9 Apr 2010
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