will brady's ruminations
YEAR END REFLECTIONS
Yeah | I know this day is not the cultural "end of the year"
for billions around the globe | But it does represent to everyone a turning point, no matter what |
As such, it represents a time to reflect upon where we've been, what we've done and which direction to take from this point forward |
It's a day of resolution, as well |
This doesn't mean I'll share my private resolutions; rather what I hope we might all strive toward this year coming next |
More to follow |
The 14 Slanders
"If we dismiss another as "hopeless," we are in effect denying both the reality of the person's Buddha Nature and of the ...poweres to enable him or her to manifest Enlightenment eventually. And the same is true if we also condemn ourselves. We should be the last to abuse one another"
01 | Arrogance
02 | Negligence
03 | Arbitrary, egotistical judgement
04 | Shallow, self-satisfied understanding
05 | Attachment to earthly desires
06 | Lack of seeking Spirit
07 | Not believing
08 | Aversion
09 | Deluded doubt
10 | Vilification
11 | Contempt
12 | Hartred
13 | Jealousy
14 | Grudges
These are not specific acts but mental attitudes!
| Wrong action originates in deluded thoughts | We would do well to reflect on how attitudes we hold might hinder our development!! | It is also important that we strive to overcome our tendencies to belittle others...
To slight a person is to slight the Buddha Himself
TEXT SOURCE: Q + A - Readers' Questions / Sekieo Times / May 1997 / No. 310 / page 68
Days like this make me miss the Adirondacks
| Cold weather or not | There's a crispness in the air, a clarity to the atmosphere that the chill renders exquisite |
No, I'm not purposfully providing advertising for a major oil company | They just lucked out | To tell the truth, I don't generally trade at this station, because I can get pump prices approximately 10 cents to the gallon cheaper when I got to Portland, just across the river from where I work | But on a day like the day this pix was snapped [that's right; it wasn't today
] their hot chocolate is superb!
Does that marketing survey in mail get your synapses salivating?
| here's a weblog for you | Sharpen up that #2 pencil | The Survey Resource Center Blog
| Of course, there's no telling how much extra e-mail you'll get afterwards |
On suppressing one's feelings
...I was vowing never again to show pain, or accept, or forgive, or give satisfaction, or feel deeply, or love.
I would henceforth count on no one and nothing but myself. And so, on a hint from Hollywood and in flight from my pain and confustion, I buried my treasure and decimated the powers that people the City of the Heart
In closing myself off to protect myself, I damaged myself in ways I couldn't forsee at the time
...but my vow helped me to survive, and Thank God, I made it. My vow was the deepest and most enduring of self-punishments
Students for an Orwellian Society
are carefully monitoring the great strides and advances being made in our society and culture toward adopting the vision of a society based upon the principles of Ingsoc
| The prognosis, thus far, is Good
Their website reports that "...As to be expected, SOS has been quite successful. Since the events of 11 September, we have been able to convince a number of figures in national and local politics to help forward our aims. How could they do otherwise?
OTHER SITES REPORTING ON THIS EVOLUTION INCLUDE Monbiot.com and morons.org | Actually, "evolution" is a term from the ungood but we are still too far away from "Creation" [a doubleplusgood Truth] to resume using the term |
There's now 3 cord of wood cut, split and stacked in the back yard
| I spent half of Christmas day and most of today running the woodsplitter |
I was doing this in part because we need closer to 5 cord to heat the house for the whole winter | We've burned one cord already this year, much to Bruce's surprise, I expect | So we'll need another cord split and stacked before winter's over | The tarp-covered pile you see here is last year's | The pile I'm standing next was finally split and eliminated this season |
Now, I use a mechanical splitter, saves a great deal of time | Though I was once at a part at Little Mark's and had a brief chat with two big burly hyper-muscled biker types who sneered at the idea of anyone using such a device, implying "real men" would only do this kind of effort by hand ~ with a maul + mallet or an axe, perhaps |
I looked at them real long, then said, you've never heated
with wood, have you | Turns out they were both city-boys; macho killer in looks but... and while one was a cop, the other was a hairdresser | Shows to go you that muscles, body ink and big motorcycles sometimes have a disconnect with reality and pay the cost in image |
CHRISTMAS TRIP - UPDATE
I was up before the light of dawn to get to the beach
| There was a full moon in the west setting over the river | It's a 20 minute drive to meet my friend Lorraine, and another 45 minutes to get to the
beach | No cookies this time | This time it was turkey sandwiches, cranberry muffins and oranges |
This year, except for a man and his wife [he standing by standing by their mini-van, she inside with the heater going full blast
] uncertain about getting out [they didn't
] it year was the first year we didn't see anyone walking the beach | Only the sea gulls and comorants greeted us on the beach | As bread and pumpkin seed crusted rolls were fed
them, the gulls, at least, got much less shy |
The sun was not visible directly at horizon point thanks to a cloud bank, but it bursh forth around 0720 hours atop the clouds
automatically turning the faces of distant buildings a bright orange and the surface of the sea reflected azure blue |
After this, it was to the tree and for the first time since starting this trek, the tree had not been visited before my arrival | There were still old ornaments high in it's boughs and added to this were garlands, mostly | Next year I'll remember to bring heavier garlands so they can land in the top boughs |
Then, for me, it was Christmas |
THE PIX: The one of Lorraine and I was taken last year by one of our fellow walkers | the other, surfers, was taken by me, also last year |