The Storyteller

[Red Heart]

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I feel like Im taking crazy pills! No...really.

[Red Heart]

Morning dear reader, How does the day find you? How do you find the day? Its been a long hot bizarre week here in the ivory tower. I feel like the weather is a reflection of the changes that are taking place in my life. 3 tornadoes have been verified in my neighborhood. In Maine thats not just weird...its unheard of. I too am making changes in my life that are not just weird but unheard of. I will be pursuing a career as a holistic practitioner, teacher, and business person. My greatest fear is to not get lost in the excitement. Not to allow myself to lose the very thing that makes me...me. I like being me. All the craziness and all the drama...I still like me. Thats the first time I have ever said it and mean it. Im not saying that I am perfect, but I kinda like the warts too...which I guess makes me perfect. hunh, rumination time.

[Red Heart]

Good Rainy Morning to you! Its been a while. Im here in the ivory tower pondering today. Pondering realness. Pondering what lies just beneath the surface. I have been watching and thinking about some things that have been going on in the chat room over at the other place. Watching peoples attitudes, checking myself against it. It really is amazing the amount of information that is available by just watching. What have I seen? Consensus...desperate need for consensus. I have seen judgment, raw and sharp. I have seen honesty, pain and a true desire to impart knowledge and hard fought wisdom. And that's just me. I have seen uninspected beliefs, and witnessed the power of social conditioning. Amazing stuff really. No one is more advanced than another...no one is less powerful than another, all are human. Why is it we so desperately try to transcend that amazing state of human-ness? Judgment abounds and comes from each and every bullshit filter that can be imagined. What a wonderful place! If you can wade through the bullshit and the ego...amazing bunch of people really. Working hard to find...what is believed to be missing, yet right in front of us all. Amazing.

[Zamurito]

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"Do you think that you and I are equal?" he asked in a sharp voice.

His question caught me off guard.

Don Juan watched my movements with apparent fascination.

"Well... are we equals?" he asked.

"Of course we're equals," I said.

I was, naturally, being condescending - treating others with arrogance, or patronizing those considered inferior. I felt very warm towards him even though at times I did not know what to do with him. Yet I still held in the back of my mind, although I would never voice it, the belief that I- being a university student; a man of the sophisticated Western world- was superior to an Indian.

"No," he said calmly, "we are not."

"Why, certainly we are," I protested.

"No," he said in a soft voice. "We are not equals. I am a hunter and a warrior, and you are a pimp."

My mouth fell open. I could not believe that don Juan had actually said that. I dropped my notebook, and stared at him dumbfoundedly; and then, of course, I became furious.

He looked at me with calm and collected eyes. I avoided his gaze.

And then he began to talk. He enunciated his words clearly. They poured out smoothly and deadly. He said that I was pimping for someone else; that I was not fighting my own battles, but the battles of some unknown people; that I did not
want to learn about plants or about hunting or about anything; and that his world of precise acts and feelings and decisions was infinitely more effective than the blundering idiocy I called 'my life'.

After he finished talking I was numb. He had spoken without belligerence or conceit, but with such power, and yet such calmness, that I was not even angry any more.

We remained silent. I felt embarrassed and could not think of anything appropriate to say. I waited for him to break the silence.

Journey to Ixtlan

[Red Heart]

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"Do you think that you and I are equal?" he asked in a sharp voice.

His question caught me off guard.

Don Juan watched my movements with apparent fascination.

"Well... are we equals?" he asked.

"Of course we're equals," I said.

I was, naturally, being condescending - treating others with arrogance, or patronizing those considered inferior. I felt very warm towards him even though at times I did not know what to do with him. Yet I still held in the back of my mind, although I would never voice it, the belief that I- being a university student; a man of the sophisticated Western world- was superior to an Indian.

"No," he said calmly, "we are not."

"Why, certainly we are," I protested.

"No," he said in a soft voice. "We are not equals. I am a hunter and a warrior, and you are a pimp."

My mouth fell open. I could not believe that don Juan had actually said that. I dropped my notebook, and stared at him dumbfoundedly; and then, of course, I became furious.

He looked at me with calm and collected eyes. I avoided his gaze.

And then he began to talk. He enunciated his words clearly. They poured out smoothly and deadly. He said that I was pimping for someone else; that I was not fighting my own battles, but the battles of some unknown people; that I did not
want to learn about plants or about hunting or about anything; and that his world of precise acts and feelings and decisions was infinitely more effective than the blundering idiocy I called 'my life'.

After he finished talking I was numb. He had spoken without belligerence or conceit, but with such power, and yet such calmness, that I was not even angry any more.

We remained silent. I felt embarrassed and could not think of anything appropriate to say. I waited for him to break the silence.

Journey to Ixtlan

This is quite possibly the most condescending thing I have read in a long time Kris. Again...your ego preceeds you.

And by the way...I owe you NO explanation of anything ever. Good Day.

[Zamurito]

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Oh oh....

If you can't take the heat, stay out of the kitchen.

K

[Red Heart]

I guess the same could be mirrored back to you...when facts are involved

[Zamurito]

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Facts???

Please share 'just the facts'.

[Red Heart]

I just want to tuck this here while I ponder it... The missing piece by Shel Silverstein
The story centers on a circular animal-like creature that is missing a wedge-shaped piece of itself. It doesn’t like this, and sets out to find its missing piece, singing:

Oh, I'm lookin' for my missin' piece
I'm lookin' for my missin' piece
Hi-dee-ho, here I go
lookin' for my missin' piece

It starts out on a grand adventure searching for the perfect piece to complete itself, while singing and enjoying the scenery. But after the circle finally finds the exact-sized wedge that fits it, it begins to realize that it can no longer do the things it used to enjoy doing, like singing or rolling slowly enough to enjoy the company of a worm or butterfly. It decides that it was happier when searching for the missing piece than actually having it. So it gently puts the piece down, and continues happily searching.

[Red Heart]

I just want to tuck this here while I ponder it... The missing piece by Shel Silverstein
The story centers on a circular animal-like creature that is missing a wedge-shaped piece of itself. It doesn’t like this, and sets out to find its missing piece, singing:

Oh, I'm lookin' for my missin' piece
I'm lookin' for my missin' piece
Hi-dee-ho, here I go
lookin' for my missin' piece

It starts out on a grand adventure searching for the perfect piece to complete itself, while singing and enjoying the scenery. But after the circle finally finds the exact-sized wedge that fits it, it begins to realize that it can no longer do the things it used to enjoy doing, like singing or rolling slowly enough to enjoy the company of a worm or butterfly. It decides that it was happier when searching for the missing piece than actually having it. So it gently puts the piece down, and continues happily searching.

There has been some discussion about what this means to others, I have pondered what it means to me. To me it means that as a human I am a curious creature, restless and curious. I have found a number of answers for myself through the process of science. An open mind and a curious nature...what I have found is not sexy or particularly fulfilling. I have not found spirit, but I have a pretty good idea of where it lives. Nothing mysterious or majical...which is quite a disappointment. Why am I disappointed? Because I had an expectation that exceeded what I found. I believe that I have come full circle on this (pun intended). So I put the piece down, and search for the next piece, on another level. My job here is not even close to being done, Im just starting...again. Peace Love and Cheezewhiz to you all. This is the end of this blog. There will be another...full speed ahead, ten knots to Ixtlan...

[Affinity]

Most enjoyable post in the whole thread Maivee... Well done, and good for you!