Your moment of Zen

MauiRob

MauiRob

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Parents may get this better than others, but I don't know.

I'm sitting at my computer earlier. I can hear my 3yr old daughter on the Potty. I can hear little "toots" as she goes #2. Now she's alone in there and as far as she knows I can't hear her. After each one I hear a very quiet and shy "scuse me"

Don't know if that tickles anyone else but it got me.:D
 
That's pretty dang funny, Rob:D
I'm still trying to get the dog to do that. He farts and fans it with his tail, so it kind of...whistles. I don't know how to describe it. Have you ever been playing wiffle ball and someone just tears into it so that it goes whizzing right by your ear? It's kind of a "whoofa whoofa whoofa" sound real fast. Maybe like a helicopter? I dunno, but it's funny...until you smell it:barf:

Jake
 
but it's funny...until you smell it
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:D ain't that the truth!

I know the sound you mean, but have never heard it used to describe a dog fart!

I can hardly wait until I play wiffle ball and someone hits a good one so I can yell "whoohooo that was a good one--sounded just like a dog fart!!"
 
You listen to their tones and accents, sometimes even more then the actual words. There is meaning here. Taken as sounds, there is still communication. Birds talk to one another all the time, and I wonder if this isn't a similar form.
From the tones and accents, you can tell what is vitally important and requires immediate attention and what is not.

Listening to kids is not that far away from listening to Birds, or even a stream. Now, how about that? A talking stream.




munk
 
From the tones and accents, you can tell what is vitally important and requires immediate attention and what is not
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How true. The silences in a house with children are so very important to listen to. How one cry you let go and another one, just slightly different, sends you running.

I once read a book in which the author described working in a hospital (she was a doc) and watching the nurses routinely ignore patient alarms--seeming to know which ones were false alarms. And then for no seen reason jumping up and running like hell when another identical alarm went off. Intuition she called it.

Listening to kids is not that far away from listening to Birds, or even a stream. Now, how about that? A talking stream.
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Hmm. I like this idea. For me it reminds me that I shoud spend more time listening to them. Just listening without trying to control.
 
[Ize yoozze myze zen to writez my namez/QUOTE]

Bruise, sometimes you remind me of the stick Zen monks use in the Zendo to smack practitioners on the back, to bring their awareness back to their bodies.

I think a Zen master would like your comments very much:D
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Bruise is right; if it won't sell what good is it? Yeh Yeah Yeah; but can it generate cash?




munk
 
munk said:
Bruise is right; if it won't sell what good is it? Yeh Yeah Yeah; but can it generate cash?
munk
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anything can be sold...or is it souled?;) It's sad, but I believe that we could set up Bruise with a website where he doles out the indulgences to the internet masses. Bruise, buddy, you could make a killing.
Now what you need is someone that handle all of the angels for you. Have I ever told you that people swear that I could sell an icebox to an eskimo;)? Now if you'll just sign here, and here, and here,..oh and here. Yeah I know that one has my name on it, but it's all legal stuff, you see. Grrrrreat. See partnership and enterprise is the way to go;)

Jake
 
Bruise is lonely where he is. If we really honor him, we need to find him a mate which compliments his avarice towards money.

I'm thinking of pulling a wisened, chain smoking, looks-good-in-tight-dress-but-for-how-much-longer?- girl off the Strip in Vegas; what say you all?


The two of them could sell indulgences and penicillun.




munk
 
My son is a silent teacher sometimes.
Just watching him in the world, at school, at play.
We have so much to unlearn as adults.

DaddyDett
 
My daughter is very vocal with her excuse me's. Its kinda funny. Middle of Christmas dinner she cut a silent one and interrupted everyone with a clear excuse me right in a pause in the conversation. Big laughs. My wife and I are trying for another rug rat now. Wish me luck.;)

I mean...not right now, but you know.:o
 
On a more serious note, my greatest Zen moments have always come during archery practice. Until the demise of our local archery range, I used to practice 4 or 5 nights a week, successfully holding my own against nearly all of the compound shooters with their sights and stabilizers... sometime around the second hundred arrows for the evening, I would slip into this place in my mind, my "quiet spot", where drawing , breathing, release and follow through were done by (?) someone else, and the arrows would start to all go in one hole. CRACK! One arrow would split another...CRACK! another one...soon it got so expensive to practice, that I was straightening and using badly dented arrows and still got great groups. Eventually it got to where teenagers with compound bows would stand and watch for a while, then shyly ask "Can you teach me how to do that?"...What a kick...and teach I did.
I was just recovering from having my chest split for my 5 bypasses, when Charlie announced he had sold the range to a guy who wanted a show room for brick and block. Other ranges are more than an hour away, and costs for an old retiree got prohibitive. Archery is a marvelous place to work on Zen...or is it the other way around???
 
zen is a great place
archery is never work
until it kills you​

I didn't spend much time with a bow, but I couldn't understand the allure of the compound bow at all. Why bother, if it's going to be so complicated?

I saw a show last night on the Egyptian obelisks. Some modern engineers wanted to reproduce what the Egyptians did in setting up those huge blocks of stone.

One man devised the most complex cradle to lift and turn and set the obelisk in place, and it just didn't work. Another set the obelisk at an angle into a sand pit, and let out the sand, and the obelisk lowered into place as the sand flowed out from under it. Simple! :)
 
On a more serious note, my greatest Zen moments have always come during archery practice.
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JurassicNarc,

A good friend of mine told me about his teacher who used to fire 3 arrows at the target--rather he loosed 3 before the 1st one hit. And he said the the 2nd split 1st and the 3rd the 2nd! If the source wasn't the most honest person I've ever met I wouldn't have believed it. But I hear you say nearly the same thing, and in between his story and yours I've heard it again. Amazing.

have you ever thought about taking Kyudo? Traditional japanese archery. A blending of Zen and archery IIRC.
 
My daughter is very vocal with her excuse me's. Its kinda funny. Middle of Christmas dinner she cut a silent one and interrupted everyone with a clear excuse me right in a pause in the conversation. Big laughs
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They can be so damn funny sometimes! It usually gets me the worst when i know I'm not SUPPOSED to laugh:D
 
I'm not good with keeping a straight face when I'm not supposed to laugh either. My wife, as the giggle is building in me, is giving me the eye, but out bursts the laughter, and then shes shaking her head at me. Oh well.
 
Kids do teach us a lot . You guys are special as well . You,ll have to excuse me . The first coffee didn,t go down too well .
 
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