Oh my… Don’t even know where to start with this one. What you were saying near the end about WHY the guys “played so much” while they were there was what was happening at the first of the class when they started getting rowdy and joking around. Things got too serious. Thinking about the one man leaving and that they, too, would have to leave eventually must have caused that unable-to-bear-or-speak-it kind of grief in them? When you were reading from the Song of Solomon I couldn’t help wonder how Christianity or religion might have been transformed had we been taught that “WE are our beloved.” (I am my beloved and my beloved is me…) Would surely have a lot of healthier people in the world. The grief process and the breaking down of the ego caught me off guard. It made me sad. But your little allegory about the tomato plants made me feel something deep, too. It’s easy to tell when you really get in your “groove” with these guys. <3
That was a good example of anxiety and the false self. They were not present in the moment. Their programed responses kicked in. The first guy kept saying “you know” and you while he was talking about his self. Was wanting me to accept his projection of him onto me. Then he was talking bullshit until I called him on it and he settled back down into him.
Yeah, I really got that. Hope you don’t mind that I used your tomato allegory today in a post. 😀
I think god has the copywrite on that whole thing anyway 🙂
Yeah, well, you’re like one of God’s literary agents. 😉
As are you. I think anyone in the family can use it
Oh my… Don’t even know where to start with this one. What you were saying near the end about WHY the guys “played so much” while they were there was what was happening at the first of the class when they started getting rowdy and joking around. Things got too serious. Thinking about the one man leaving and that they, too, would have to leave eventually must have caused that unable-to-bear-or-speak-it kind of grief in them? When you were reading from the Song of Solomon I couldn’t help wonder how Christianity or religion might have been transformed had we been taught that “WE are our beloved.” (I am my beloved and my beloved is me…) Would surely have a lot of healthier people in the world. The grief process and the breaking down of the ego caught me off guard. It made me sad. But your little allegory about the tomato plants made me feel something deep, too. It’s easy to tell when you really get in your “groove” with these guys. <3
That was a good example of anxiety and the false self. They were not present in the moment. Their programed responses kicked in. The first guy kept saying “you know” and you while he was talking about his self. Was wanting me to accept his projection of him onto me. Then he was talking bullshit until I called him on it and he settled back down into him.
Yeah, I really got that. Hope you don’t mind that I used your tomato allegory today in a post. 😀
I think god has the copywrite on that whole thing anyway 🙂
Yeah, well, you’re like one of God’s literary agents. 😉
As are you. I think anyone in the family can use it
😉 You’re a peach! 🍑