Achieve or Acquire?
Motivate or Inspire?
Be or Do?
These are some of the books and the authors who wrote them that helped to point me in the direction that Morris calls Leeward.
EINSTEIN The Life and Times by Ronald W. Clark.
MEISTER ECKERT TEACHER AND PREACHER edited by Bernard McGinn
THE MUMMY CONGRESS by Heather Pringle
SPARKS of GENIUS by ROBERT AND MICHELE ROOT-BERNSTEIN
THE GOD PARTICLE BY LEON LEDERMAN WITH DICK TERESI
THE VOICE OF REASON BY AYN RAND
REFLECTIONS FROM THE SHINING BROW by KAMAL AMIN
THE PORTABLE VOLTAIRE edited by BEN RAY REDMAN
MY HOPE FOR PEACE by Jehan Sadat
AN INTRODUCTION TO LANGUAGE by Victoria Fromkin and Robert Rodman
WISDOM of the AGES by Wayne W. Dyer. This is a very useful book. each chapter begins with a quote from a famous thinker from history following with insightful comments.
THE LOST CIVILIZATIONS OF THE STONE AGE
by Richard Rudgely
100 GREAT OPERAS by Henry W. Simon
YOUTUBE FOR BUSINESS by Michael Miller
BECOMING A PERSON OF INFLUENCE by John C Maxwell and Jim Dornan.
GÖDEL, ESCHER, BACH: an eternal golden braid. Douglas R. Hofstadter
EXCURSIONS: Essays for all Seasons by KAMAL AMIN. I’ve known this man since 1977. A close friend, a brilliant thinker, Kamal is in demand as a public speaker at home and abroad.
When cell phones became popular so did certain new behaviors. Telephone conversations were traditionally thought of as private activities and as the preference for the convenience of mobile apparatus gained popularity, experiments occurred.
One such common behavior existed in the hallways of large institutions in the corporate beltways of large cities. As one walked down any hall there could be seen dozens of handheld Motorola brick- phones, each one held to an ear, attached to a skull which rested atop a leaning body, with that head resting against the wall as though somehow this was a proven method for oreventing the sound waves from proceeding into the lives of nearby “others”.
A few years later there was a story going around about female college students placing their cell phones in their panties after setting them on vibrate. Cooperative boyfriends would then call during class. Text? No. Sext? Oh, so that’s where that word came from.
This afternoon I took a break from my Friday docent activities at the Gallery@CityHall. It was cold indoors; I wanted some of that 110 degree heat. Arriving on the patio I looked around for a smoking area, wanting to keep the occupants thereof at a safe distance.
Immediately I spotted a smoker 100 feet away texting in a manner I recognized immediately. The thumb on her left hand was pointed toward Heaven. The next two digits held a ciggie and the fourth finger handled text as her pinkie mimed the usual pinkie behavior that one normally associates with drinking tea from a tiny china cup.
As she pecked away, the ash grew long and eventually fell onto the screen; with a well-practiced “whoosh” from pursed lips she blew the ash away and continued texting, saving the connection without losing a stroke.
I wondered what was so important. Was she answering her lover who always called at this time of day, each of them smoking in a different garden, each of them with a hovering pinky, each of them whooshing fallen ash without missing a stroke.
Three minutes at 110 degrees. That’s enough; back to the gallery.
If nothing new is written, the absence is noted by a few.
When reports are polished and gleam with the sheen of community bias
When Leaders are replaced by the best followers
Growth subsides and are noted by a few.
When discovery is recorded,
When an artist is discovered
When a science project reveals a new idea
When Huff reports the remarks of a 118 yr old lady whose wrinkles are attractive
We all feel safer.
And we return to what we were doing minutes before
The previously tight abs
The shallow breathing and the furrowed brow
We relax and accept THE LOVE..
It’s all good says Dixie
And life goes on.
When listening to a speech or a concert or perhaps an opinion from the person across the table from me, I often hear myself mentally critiquing the use of a word or phrase or perhaps the idea or the performance altogether.
An important part of the creative aspect of my life is to listen to my critiques, apply them to myself if possible and then attempt to identify a better way of thinking, writing, opting for a replacement for undesirable paths of thinking and relating to others.
I am careful to use only those ideas which are constructive (the phrase “constructive criticism” is an oxymoron.)
And though I have for most of my life been obsessed with goal setting, I have almost completely replaced such activities with the daily practice of responsible affirmation, taking care to affirm only those ideas or habits which have become a part of my life as a result of my own search for TRUTH
In the search for truth one begins with a question and then another and with the assembly of answers to these question establishes a theory and devises tests to discover the Truth of these theories.
In the search for beliefs this process is avoided. Instead of beginning with a question and arriving at a conclusion, this type of research require nothing more than to begin with a conclusion and then seek proof of that belief. Truth can never be found in this manner.
All Truth exists in the future. Even the most simplistic description of God presupposes One who possesses complete and total Memory of every increment of experience of all things living or inanimate, both past and future.
THAT IS WHY ALL TRUTH KNOWN TO MAN IS RELATIVE.
I read somewhere that the world looks exactly the same whether coiffed in long hair or shaved to the scalp, whether clad in blue denims or a three-piece suit.
So what happens to the power of affirmation, perception and the ever-changing view of the world beyond?
Look it up in World Book my father would have said. Try Google. I’d say. (the answer isn’t there either.)
Today I wore the jacket to my DC suit over tattered jeans with a dozen or so frayed rips and tears. They both gave me great comfort. Each garment was bought at Nordstom in 1983. I wore them with pointy toed shoes from the same shopping trip.