I like, and see your thoughts about books. It is a *place* to go/escape when the things around your don't always fit into your needs. I like the fact that you got that hug you needed. Human contact is grounding and very important.
Actually, I don't often dream....or at least to the point of remembering them when I wake up. But when I do, they are vivid. I do want to know what part they play in my real world. I was told, once, sometimes your dreams are just a result of the pizza you had the night before! I also take that into consideration!
Many happy dreams!
Kathy S.
Actually, I don't often dream....or at least to the point of remembering them when I wake up. But when I do, they are vivid. I do want to know what part they play in my real world. I was told, once, sometimes your dreams are just a result of the pizza you had the night before! I also take that into consideration!
Many happy dreams!
Kathy S.
KathyS wrote:
I like, and see your thoughts about books. It is a *place* to go/escape when the things around your don't always fit into your needs. I like the fact that you got that hug you needed. Human contact is grounding and very important.
Actually, I don't often dream....or at least to the point of remembering them when I wake up. But when I do, they are vivid. I do want to know what part they play in my real world. I was told, once, sometimes your dreams are just a result of the pizza you had the night before! I also take that into consideration!
Many happy dreams!
Kathy S.
Didn't Scrooge think his dream of Marley "a bit of undigested beef"?
pmcoulter wrote:
KathyS wrote:
I like, and see your thoughts about books. It is a *place* to go/escape when the things around your don't always fit into your needs. I like the fact that you got that hug you needed. Human contact is grounding and very important.
Actually, I don't often dream....or at least to the point of remembering them when I wake up. But when I do, they are vivid. I do want to know what part they play in my real world. I was told, once, sometimes your dreams are just a result of the pizza you had the night before! I also take that into consideration!
Many happy dreams!
Kathy S.
Didn't Scrooge think his dream of Marley "a bit of undigested beef"?
And darn! Tums weren't available! I'm sorry for the joke. My mind just blew a gasket...I've just finished reading some information I'd totally forgotten about - Gottfried Wilhelm Leibnitz/Immanuel Kant/apperception. I read this information several years ago...gads, I did read about these philosophers!...who'd a thunk it?.....and then I had read through this same information last night, and skimmed the part about who wrote it. I tend to do that. I zero in on the content and application of things, info I want to see, unless I have to memorize certain information for an exam. I forget to remember the authors half the time. I admit, I've never read Dickens. I do know this story, but not his writing. Another dunce cap!
The *undigested* part of what you said caught my eye.
I had a quick thought, and as usual, a question - How much do we retain, as we read? And how much goes directly into, or filters, its way into the area of the subconscious? I've read and studied so many books and thoughts over my lifetime, and then promptly let go of so much information when I felt I didn't need, or could use it any longer. There were times when I didn't think I could retain one more thought, or one more word....or I would go on overload, unless I could put it into practice. And I always did put what I'd learned into practice. But I don't work, or practice any particular thing any longer. So were does all of this information go? But, you know, the strangest stuff surfaces when I least expect it! I wish I could google my brain!
Kant's information really wasn't the information I was looking for, but it made for another hours worth of interesting reading!
Kathy S.
Ilana wrote:
Great reply: His fiancee didn't simply leave him, but responded to that stinginess that was already taking hold in Scrooge.
And then: What stays constant and what changes, even when we don't recognize it? What does it take to change?
One answer: I think it takes a passionate relationship to make someone change. That is: I think adults learn foreign languages best (rewiring the entire lexical spot of the brain) when a lover knows that foreign language. It's a huge motivator.
Maybe that's part of the key to therapy: You get into a relationship with a therapist or simply a person who shows they know and like you, and then you slowly feel comfortable enough to impress them (change).
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It's after 9 p.m. west coast time. Thirteen hours to digest these thoughts. The onion is again being peeled down one more layer, or more....how many does that make now, four, five? Do you know what the inside of an onion looks like?
This is when I wished I had read this book..darn...well, the stinginess you refer to, must have been more than simply in reference to his money? Everything seems to relate to the obvious, he just didn't see it - Stinginess comes in all forms, doesn't it? Thoughts - feelings/emotions - capacity of the giving and the receiving of the human spirit?
Change? What prompts change, when it isn't a recognizable need to change?......needs come in degrees.
A personal note: I had a husband who apparently had no needs. Believe it or not.
Thoughts come in degrees. What prompts these thoughts of ours to recognize they are a threat? A threat to something that can't stand to NOT change? Threats stick inside of you to the point of creating an emotion that has to be seen. What was that threat to Scrooge? I don't know.
A relationship with what? What constitutes passion with one, may not be the same passion with another....The lover, the friend, the relationship that means the most to you.....the self, the lover, the one we have the love/hate relationship with....?
The bottom line is the line
I find myself within, most of the time....
where do we go when we find that line?
is it kept within that moment we call time... to find? Sorry, I just slipped another cog on this one!
Maybe that's part of the key to therapy: You get into a relationship with a therapist or simply a person who shows they know and like you, and then you slowly feel comfortable enough to impress them (change).
Therapists: Again, interesting thoughts. To impress? This is a strong word. Or is it just used to show you mean what you say, as you relate to this therapist, when you want to change?
Personal thoughts:
You live *outside* of that box known as *impress*. In regard to therapists, or anyone for that matter, I don't think its a matter to *impress*, I think it's just a matter to just try and create an environment between people that becomes a more open/informed environment. [You're more interested in yourself at that moment]. For every piece of information that sits on the table, the easier it is to look at them, and make sense of it all, to relate it all the people who are contributing to it, whether they are sitting there, or not.
Personal note: I had a beautiful relationship with my therapist, it was about as easy as it could get. There was an understanding from day one....the boundaries were set in place, he set them. Over the years he because a friend, an honest friendship had developed. As far as it could go between patient and therapist. Nothing more, nothing less. He was a beautiful caring individual. I felt it from him. Whether he had been the opposit sex, it wouldn't have mattered to me, because the answers to my questions would have been, hopefully, the same.
I asked him what he based his philosophy and psychology on....The dynamics were set in place, right up front between two people. Honesty sets the tone for the entire time spent talking.
So it wasn't just me giving answers to him, and ultimately to myself. You can't fake that kind of give and take relationship. As much as I liked him, I couldn't allow to *feel* anything into that relationship, except friendship. I learned the difference. And like I've said, I don't think either one of us tried to impress, as much as we tried to make sense of issues, trying to understand what relationships were based upon. I think I already explained this. Each piece of this puzzle is floating between two people, and these pieces are caught in mid air and brought down onto the table. Your relationship ends when all of these pieces are put together. You both view them objectively.
I called him recently - more than fifteen years later, and he said he's never forgotten me. Nice to hear.
So, the bottom line you come away with is....change. And change, the passion for change, never really stops, no matter what....the bottom line just gets lower and lower, and the passion just gets built up higher and higher! You simply have to have the tools to be able to recognize when there is a need to change.
K.
Great reply: His fiancee didn't simply leave him, but responded to that stinginess that was already taking hold in Scrooge.
And then: What stays constant and what changes, even when we don't recognize it? What does it take to change?
One answer: I think it takes a passionate relationship to make someone change. That is: I think adults learn foreign languages best (rewiring the entire lexical spot of the brain) when a lover knows that foreign language. It's a huge motivator.
Maybe that's part of the key to therapy: You get into a relationship with a therapist or simply a person who shows they know and like you, and then you slowly feel comfortable enough to impress them (change).
___________________________________
It's after 9 p.m. west coast time. Thirteen hours to digest these thoughts. The onion is again being peeled down one more layer, or more....how many does that make now, four, five? Do you know what the inside of an onion looks like?
This is when I wished I had read this book..darn...well, the stinginess you refer to, must have been more than simply in reference to his money? Everything seems to relate to the obvious, he just didn't see it - Stinginess comes in all forms, doesn't it? Thoughts - feelings/emotions - capacity of the giving and the receiving of the human spirit?
Change? What prompts change, when it isn't a recognizable need to change?......needs come in degrees.
A personal note: I had a husband who apparently had no needs. Believe it or not.
Thoughts come in degrees. What prompts these thoughts of ours to recognize they are a threat? A threat to something that can't stand to NOT change? Threats stick inside of you to the point of creating an emotion that has to be seen. What was that threat to Scrooge? I don't know.
A relationship with what? What constitutes passion with one, may not be the same passion with another....The lover, the friend, the relationship that means the most to you.....the self, the lover, the one we have the love/hate relationship with....?
The bottom line is the line
I find myself within, most of the time....
where do we go when we find that line?
is it kept within that moment we call time... to find? Sorry, I just slipped another cog on this one!
Maybe that's part of the key to therapy: You get into a relationship with a therapist or simply a person who shows they know and like you, and then you slowly feel comfortable enough to impress them (change).
Therapists: Again, interesting thoughts. To impress? This is a strong word. Or is it just used to show you mean what you say, as you relate to this therapist, when you want to change?
Personal thoughts:
You live *outside* of that box known as *impress*. In regard to therapists, or anyone for that matter, I don't think its a matter to *impress*, I think it's just a matter to just try and create an environment between people that becomes a more open/informed environment. [You're more interested in yourself at that moment]. For every piece of information that sits on the table, the easier it is to look at them, and make sense of it all, to relate it all the people who are contributing to it, whether they are sitting there, or not.
Personal note: I had a beautiful relationship with my therapist, it was about as easy as it could get. There was an understanding from day one....the boundaries were set in place, he set them. Over the years he because a friend, an honest friendship had developed. As far as it could go between patient and therapist. Nothing more, nothing less. He was a beautiful caring individual. I felt it from him. Whether he had been the opposit sex, it wouldn't have mattered to me, because the answers to my questions would have been, hopefully, the same.
I asked him what he based his philosophy and psychology on....The dynamics were set in place, right up front between two people. Honesty sets the tone for the entire time spent talking.
So it wasn't just me giving answers to him, and ultimately to myself. You can't fake that kind of give and take relationship. As much as I liked him, I couldn't allow to *feel* anything into that relationship, except friendship. I learned the difference. And like I've said, I don't think either one of us tried to impress, as much as we tried to make sense of issues, trying to understand what relationships were based upon. I think I already explained this. Each piece of this puzzle is floating between two people, and these pieces are caught in mid air and brought down onto the table. Your relationship ends when all of these pieces are put together. You both view them objectively.
I called him recently - more than fifteen years later, and he said he's never forgotten me. Nice to hear.
So, the bottom line you come away with is....change. And change, the passion for change, never really stops, no matter what....the bottom line just gets lower and lower, and the passion just gets built up higher and higher! You simply have to have the tools to be able to recognize when there is a need to change.
K.
