Friday, April 30, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
@hotop as for career aspirations, still looking for those.
I am about to present at a company wide meeting. I will be referencing our CFO, knee-high socks, a parole officer and Wagner. Engage!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
"I bequeath myself to the dirt, to grow from the grass I love;
If you want me again, look for me under your boot-soles" Walt Whitman
If you want me again, look for me under your boot-soles" Walt Whitman
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Daughter "You can take my hoola hoop but you can't take my dignity"
My over-arching meta narrative
Reading CS Lewis's Mere Christianity, several things come up.
First, what a magnificent mind. His triumvirate of logic, analogy, and communication ability compel and engage on many levels. And I suspect, as I finish, will seat the message in the heart.
The thing is, I strongly suspect - even before the read is complete- that the message will not exist *solo* in my heart.
That is, that the Christian message of separation from God and Christ as the only redemptive bridge to cross and fill forever the gap that separates me from Him - it is not The whole truth.
If that were the case, it would ultimately exclude all other claims to union with God as at best incomplete and at worst leading their believers to certain and everlasting damnation. I don't buy it.
And that is not a dogmatic cry for the absolute rightness of plurality. First off, that is a self-defeating argument - because I would be making an absolute claim in support of not being absolutist. Second of all, it is like a sibling to the feeling of right-and-wrong that Lewis so eloquently makes. Just as I have a feeling of transcendent right or wrong, so also do I have a feeling that Christianity's absolutist claims are only provincially correct. In Wilber speak, from the developmental stage that those believers are at, the absolutist claim is valid. Moving up a level, to transcend but include that level, the claim is seen as only part of the whole story
My meta narrative, which continues to evolve, would go like this:
Discernment will be varied depending on the developmental level of the person doing the investigation.
And at *my* level, I believe that contemplation and esoteric practices lead to the deep place where opposites, paradox, logical inconsistencies and rhetorical grappling dissolve into That from which they arose.
Namaste.
First, what a magnificent mind. His triumvirate of logic, analogy, and communication ability compel and engage on many levels. And I suspect, as I finish, will seat the message in the heart.
The thing is, I strongly suspect - even before the read is complete- that the message will not exist *solo* in my heart.
That is, that the Christian message of separation from God and Christ as the only redemptive bridge to cross and fill forever the gap that separates me from Him - it is not The whole truth.
If that were the case, it would ultimately exclude all other claims to union with God as at best incomplete and at worst leading their believers to certain and everlasting damnation. I don't buy it.
And that is not a dogmatic cry for the absolute rightness of plurality. First off, that is a self-defeating argument - because I would be making an absolute claim in support of not being absolutist. Second of all, it is like a sibling to the feeling of right-and-wrong that Lewis so eloquently makes. Just as I have a feeling of transcendent right or wrong, so also do I have a feeling that Christianity's absolutist claims are only provincially correct. In Wilber speak, from the developmental stage that those believers are at, the absolutist claim is valid. Moving up a level, to transcend but include that level, the claim is seen as only part of the whole story
My meta narrative, which continues to evolve, would go like this:
- Take a major wisdom tradtion. (Monotheistic, Atheistic, Pantheistic)
- Spend some time with any of them, Google them and sup heavily on the true-believers *and* the detractors perspectives, arguments, and rhetoric.
- Compelling arguments can be made on many levels as to why each of those is the One True Way.
- Compelling counter-arguments can be made on many levels as to why each one of those could never be the One True Way
Discernment will be varied depending on the developmental level of the person doing the investigation.
And at *my* level, I believe that contemplation and esoteric practices lead to the deep place where opposites, paradox, logical inconsistencies and rhetorical grappling dissolve into That from which they arose.
Namaste.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Ran like Bob Seger o'er a stormy seawall. 53 min barefoot 10 km. T minus 5.5 days.
Is this what people who sleep normally feel like? Good, holy, mother of god Batman!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
One object that can hold iredeemability as a virtue: the has-to-be-retired running shirt.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Just made my daughter call me King Groovy before I would make her breakfast.
Friday, April 23, 2010
10 km barefoot 53 minutes. Ready for Vancouver Marathon!
Continuums
Grace is presenting itself these days as continuums; Oneness in dual-drag.
Good and evil aren't two monoliths on mountains facing each other;
They are bricks of the monoliths -
Melting up from the mountain
Flowing down to the valley between
A giant U
Now connected, forging stars and famines
Now collapsing,
In on It-self
Joy and sadness are not lilac and the throat-clench of forced surrender
But black and gossamer silk
Sliding through the very layers that birthed it
Bright madness and dark lucidity
The always-fresh forgotten
Paradox
Losing syllables, form and finally content
Into the curve before line
The space before point
This.
Good and evil aren't two monoliths on mountains facing each other;
They are bricks of the monoliths -
Melting up from the mountain
Flowing down to the valley between
A giant U
Now connected, forging stars and famines
Now collapsing,
In on It-self
Joy and sadness are not lilac and the throat-clench of forced surrender
But black and gossamer silk
Sliding through the very layers that birthed it
Bright madness and dark lucidity
The always-fresh forgotten
Paradox
Losing syllables, form and finally content
Into the curve before line
The space before point
This.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
The quiet hours. Starting tonite with Francis Lucille.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Purgation, Illumination, Dark Night of the Soul, Unification.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
About to do nothing in a room with like minded people for two hours.
Nice slow 7km yesterday. Ran with the feeling of running as opposed to the thoughts of the feelings of running.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Heading out for my first barefoot run since sunday's 38 km.
In the everyday miracle dept:was thinking Gutenberg would have to be handed a pair of Depends prior to being shown the average xeroxer.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
And now for the detox-cleanse: tim horton's double double
Catastrophic amounts of the wrong type of fats ingested.
Monday, April 12, 2010
I already announce *all* my bathroom breaks to work colleagues. Phase 2 will be to automate the process and mash it up with a "Ride of Valkyries" .mp3
Note to self: always treat people carrying hair in a handbag with respect and deference
Sunday, April 11, 2010
38 km barefoot 3 hrs 46. Up at 3 am, track at 4, just finished.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
10 km bf on the sunny seawall in 52 and change. Test drove a Nathan fuel belt. Legs are back!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
A weak-kneed 7 km in 42 mins. Still hungover from the weekend's 37 km.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Tech solution offered in a status call: 'why don't we use the problem webpart until it has issues, then not use it?' Oh. My. God, Magnum.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
37 km barefoot run finished. Abysmal time and a few scrapes, but happy nonetheless.
Easter 37 km barefoot port moody- point grey starting...now
Saturday, April 3, 2010
While suffering from fashion blindness apparently has drawbacks, it sure makes clothes shopping at Bellis fair easy
Practicing mindfullness and bladder control while in a 58 minute wait at the border
Friday, April 2, 2010
Jerry want to know: If you could remember only ONE thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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