Speaking, Part 1

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    The theme for today is Speaking

    One could say the "other side" of it is Listening.
    But the whole story is bigger than these two terms imagine.

    What happens when we speak
    is both a taken-for-granted commonplace
    and a deep mystery.

    Sages and scientists,
    poets and philosophers
    therapists and thespians
    have studied, contemplated, and practiced
    seeking extraordinary insight
    into this most common and necessary activity:
    it's the water we swim in,
    a nourishing and supporting
    revealing and concealing thing
    about being human.

    But today let's set that aside
    and try to catch a fish
    that swims within us and around us
    in daily life.

    Let's see if we can notice what happens,
    what's going on

    what we expect,
    attempt,
    try for, yearn for
    in our own commonplace speaking.

    To bring some focus
    we can consider a conversation
    that engaged our curiosity and imagination
    in a recent meeting.

    Here's part of that conversation
    with the names removed:

    Something that D. said resonated with me
    about leaving things behind
    and it occurred to me that I was going to recite a litany of my problems :-)
    but really it's better to leave them behind and move on, isn't it?

     ;) / nods / but acknowledge them

    it's like telling other people are problems means we are seeking support
    in the view that it just shouldn't be like that?
    There is a resistance to what is
    instead of allowing whatever happens to happen and just do our best with it
    but it's nice to share problems isn't it?
    And what would we say if we couldn't do that?

    Yikes! /  :) / it's important / sympathy feels good

    Yes I am torn between the idea of it being good to share problems
    but on the other hand it kind of keeps going over them
    and magnifying them in the telling
    in a way we add suffering to what are just the neutral events of life

    nods / will it go away if we ignore it?

    of which some are pleasant and some unpleasant
    if you want to qualify them at all but life will just go on like that
    it's not a matter of ignoring it –
    we do our best to work with problems
    but it's best to do that and then forget them isn't it?


    How does this engage you
    or draw your interest?

    Let's me / you / we take the opportunity to notice
    our relationship to it
    or our place in it.

    One thing I've noticed
    is that I can talk to myself "in my head" all day
    but when I speak to others
    something different happens
    sometimes in a way that changes things
    that makes an important difference
    (they seem "lighter" or more fluid)

    or sometimes in a way I don't like
    and it may be unpredictable
    or unexpected.

    Before we speak there are thoughts
    Some appear like fish swimming under the surface
    Let's do some fishing:

    a "contemplative brainstorm" about this.
    letting thoughts rise to the surface
    and get through the easy layer
    of what we already know
    what's well-formulated
    or what we have already worked out what to say:
    like fishing, we stand a bit still
    not to scare away the fish.

    What fish are there,  and tempted
    in the pool of this theme
    and this group?

    (discussion)

    The poet William Stafford was a man of language, as a poet
    and also always interested in direct experience
    and its relationship to knowing and language.
    Here's a part of one of his poems:

    For People with Problems about How to Believe
    by William Stafford

    Sometimes you are walking: you begin
    to know even those things out of sight or hearing,
    stones in the ground, flocks of birds
    beyond the horizon. A little bit of snow
    forms in the sky: you feel it furring
    out there, ready; then it comes down.

    A quality of attention has been given to you:
    when you turn your head the whole world
    leans forward. It waits there thirsting
    after its names, and you speak it all out as it
    comes to you; you go forward into forest leaves
    holding out your hands, trusting all encounters,
    telling every mile, "Take me home."

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