[MD] Hoy stoves and those who sit on them

[MarshaV]

Hi John,


On Mar 21, 2010, at 1:19 PM, John Carl wrote:

> We don't swat mousies, kittycat, m'dear, we play with them.
> 
> Found three little newborns, in a nest, cleaning out a garden shed.  I tried
> to keep them alive, but man its difficult to nurse newborn mice.
> 
> Not to mention that they make a high pierced sqeaking that is evidently
> audible and attractive to cats.
> 
> As lu found in the morning and was not happy with me.

Okay, I confess, I love babies.  My little dog's name is Bebe.  



>> Oh dear,  I think you may be bored and disappointed at not having a real
>> philosophical brawl with dmb.   I hope I don't have to be a mousie for you
>> to swat for satisfaction.
> 
> 
> 
> Being of inherently non-violent in nature, I like to think of it as
> "philosophical tennis match" rather than "philosophical brawling".  And I
> assure you Marsha, you're always a pleasure to play with.  Even when you hit
> like a girl and use tricky backspins and dropshots and surprising smashes.

I can play the white-man's game.  I did it as project leader and as a
university student, but I know there is more to knowing that to act by
the corporate/academic rules.  I can play the game if I need to, but I 
hope I never need to again.  I had to learn to hit like a girl, and found 
it is the best game in town.  I love men.  Really!   But I don't want to be 
one.  And I don't want to act like one either, no matter how much money
or power that posture adds to one's persona.  


> dmb just ignores most of it and lets the ball sail past him.  It's my fault
> of course, I didn't hit it to him in an easy-to-reach place and he has
> standards to maintain, after all, being the club pro and all...

Brawl was my poor choice of a word.  I think you were looking for 
some excitement.  I did not miss what happened.  There's a quote 
around somewhere which states something like, 'When you start
calling yourself a philosopher, you've ceased to be one."  



>> How much awareness do we give to the things we are seeing.  When do
>> we really pay attention?   I think normally we jump from spov to spov.
>> 
>> 
> True, but as long as we're aware of the choices we're making, and don't
> assume that the things  are actually unimportant, just because we choose to
> not pay attention to them, then no real philosophical harm is done.

For me,  awareness is what I'm working on.  I'm really liking it.  I wasn't 
fooling when I told Andre it is staying in touch with a uncomplicated 
goodness.  But it's my thing, and I'm not pushing it for anyone else.  Such
experience does, though, influence what I think about experience in
general.  



>> I considered saying that the 'seeing' was real, but thought that wouldn't
>> work
>> well either.  Seeing is direct perceptual experience as opposed to the
>> 'seer' and the
>> 'seen' which are constructed static patterns (memory).
>> 
>> 
>> 
>> Seriously, language may be a problem, because already I sense a difference
>> with how we're using fact and knowledge, and a difference in the way we
>> understand experience.  I'll work at it if you think it worth it.
>> 
>> 
> 
> No need to work.  My invitation is to play.  Seriousness need not apply.

I think play should be a basic attribute of seriousness.  Dancing should 
be serious and playful.   


>>> Happy Vernal Equinox Marsha!
>> 
>> Thank you, John.  This is my favorite season.  I love the Winter because
>> Spring
>> follows.
>> 
> 
> 
> I was commenting to Lu the other day, that you'd think as we get older the
> changing of the seasons would be boring by now.  Here we go again...  But
> it's not!  In fact just the opposite.  The older I get, the more exciting
> the budding trees are.

You bet.  I wait for the new baby leaves and wish I could sprinkle them with
vinegar, oil, salt & pepper and start munching.  They are so sweet and lovely.  


 Marsha
 
 
 
 
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