This has been a phenomenon
related exclusively to me. Let me elaborate. Every time I speak, for instance,
at the Security Council, they choose a bad interpreter who is unable to fully
interpret what I am saying. So the people do not get my message. They do it on
purpose. One day, I was invited to address the Security Council. I saw one of
the Security Council staff members addressing the interpreters. He gave them a
hand signal: change. I saw it with my own eyes. So they changed the good
interpreter with a poor one, thus ensuring that my political message does not
transpire fully.
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Silencing the Syrian Ambassador to the UN
This item floated in on RantWoman's email stream. It refers to the Syrian Ambassador to the UN. RantWoman has read accounts of other times that someone from an Arabic-speaking country has had their message distorted by inadequate interpretation. RantWoman is filing this as data and documentation that the problem occurs. RantWoman hopes Friends will remember this is a possibility when considering how to interpret media moments.
PhYM Commitment about Racism
RantWoman posts this link from a recent called Meeting of Philadelphia YM partly as a nudge to read and follow up:
http://www.pym.org/2015/01/10/over-400-attend-called-meeting/
http://www.pym.org/2015/01/10/over-400-attend-called-meeting/
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Martin Luther King Day with Bells and Broccoli
Worship via Planet RantWoman:
worshipful centering
in RantWoman's head:
(Will anything tidy make it out of RantWoman's mouth about Martin Luther King Day this year? Tirade about the taming of an icon?Recent Colin Powell quote about President Obama, something like "They should all stop pretending. Their behavior has nothing to do with the content of his character and everything to do with the color of his skin." Rant about #blacklives matter protests, the military, whether or not it's racism when a Target customer asks a very tall but very well disguised First Lady to help her reach something of a high shelf, the glorious fact that the First lady even goes to Target ....)
Bong,
Bong,
Bong,
The bells of beloved Alma mater every hour on the hour one night when the student masses were led to camp out in front of the administration building in connection with some kind of anti-apartheid protest. RantWoman does not even apologize for not remembering the precise details. The Bong Bong Bong is the important part. Talk about way to discourage protracted protests. Bong! Bong! Bong!
Digressions available about pre-graduation sit-in, the African American supporter who called RantWoman with a ringing endorsement and said he did not feel he could participate because he was going through college on a ROTC scholarship and did not want to mess up his commissioning, South Africa's black majority, the voices of whites like Nadine Gordimer,Truth and Reconciliation
Bong
Bong
Bong
What would it be like if the bells sounded on the timeline for Muslim call to prayer as apparently was proposed and then withdrawn at Duke University?
Bong
Bong
Wonderful speech by British Muslim for Oxford Debate about Muslim culture including particularly all the Arab world's contributions to mathematics while Europe was moldering in the Dark Ages.
Bong
Bong.
Twitter statistics:
Half of the world's population is under 30.
Median age of Christians in Europe: 42. Of Muslims: 32
How are well-educated white people of the developed world called to live within these realities?
Bong
Bong
Bong
Three different conversations that should lead people in Meeting to clearness committees and RantWoman so does not even want to try with ANYONE from Care and Counsel and is so thinking about a "Clearness Committees for Dummies" resource off the internet.
Bong
Bong
(RantWoman CHILL OUT. Just because the last clearness committee for yourself, the first couple questions caused you to realize that the questioner had no clue where to start about ...)
Bong
Bong
Bong
(Are there words supposed to make it out of RantWoman's mouth during worship?)
Bong
Bong
Bong
lovely worshipful silence.
Message about article from December 2014 Friends Journal article about a family who chooses to live below the poverty line in order to avoid liability for war taxes.
http://www.friendsjournal.org/choice-poverty/
Friend offering message thinks its wrong for parents to choose a life of poverty on behalf of their children.
RantWoman thinks of a certain bassoon-playing RantDad
RantWoman thinks of Frida Berrigan writing about visiting her parents in prisons over Christmas.
RantWoman thinks of the large percentage of African American families who must visit family members in prison.
RantWoman thinks that having a very overweight freaky bassoon-playing professional musician father might be plenty and she should be glad her father was not Frida's father Phillip Berrigan.
Hey Wait a Minute.
Parents motivated to resist war taxes also tend to be motivated to find their children good resources that are free or very low-cost.
Having very low income SOMETIMES frees families from timewasting entanglements and cultural attachments and creates space to be filled with other rich experiences..
RantWoman counts her family, a college classmate whose father was a poet, among those able to live very well on low incomes. The circumstances are all different and do not necessarily involve war tax resistance. RantWoman thinks of some families in her Meeting and leaves the question of war tax resistance as a question mark.
Wait a minute.
90% of the students in Seattle public schools qualify for free and reduced priced lunch. These are not the children of war tax resisters. These parents do not choose this reality. RantWoman is much more strongly called to think on behalf of these children than she is the children of war tax resisters.
(Are there words supposed to make it out of RantWoman's mouth in worship or is RantWoman just supposed to continue as before with the rest of her life?(
Worshipful Silence
Message from parent of hope that their family is on right path.
Bong,
Bong.
Bong.
Recycled Message Friend rises and speaks of eyes, specks, logs, and leaving matters to God.
Eyes.
Specks in others' eyes.
Logs in one's own.
Crash.
Rattle.
Earth to RantWoman. You know, So Out of Order Friend whome you are trying to figure out how to organize a conversation with? You know you make her STEAMING MAD sometimes?
Yesssss! (Look, by the time that Friend is Steaming Mad, RantWoman usually is too. RantWoman is deeply afraid that in that situation, NOTHING good is going to make it out of her mouth. And at this point, RantWoman does not even want to hazard a conversation one on one when people are not steaming mad.)
And you are enjoying it a little too much.
What?
Making that Friend Steaming Mad!
Busted! Okay God, now what?
Of late, RantWoman has had the most peculiar success looking for elders among ...The Association of Bad Friends on Facebook.
After worship God prodded RantWoman to take the matter of Steaming Mad Friend off to consult this resource. The number one most resounding response about how to deal with Steaming Mad Friend was broccoli, followed by an espresso machine and reference to steam engines.
And if RantWoman had any doubt about signs, on top of the broccoli from the Bad Friends the menu at the most recent gathering of a very beloved potluck group featured a magical cruciferous culinary synchrony: cole slaw with red cabbage, roasted brussels sprouts, cauliflower and coconut curry. As one commenter put it, a whole new take on crucifixion."
Okayyyy God?
worshipful centering
in RantWoman's head:
(Will anything tidy make it out of RantWoman's mouth about Martin Luther King Day this year? Tirade about the taming of an icon?Recent Colin Powell quote about President Obama, something like "They should all stop pretending. Their behavior has nothing to do with the content of his character and everything to do with the color of his skin." Rant about #blacklives matter protests, the military, whether or not it's racism when a Target customer asks a very tall but very well disguised First Lady to help her reach something of a high shelf, the glorious fact that the First lady even goes to Target ....)
Bong,
Bong,
Bong,
The bells of beloved Alma mater every hour on the hour one night when the student masses were led to camp out in front of the administration building in connection with some kind of anti-apartheid protest. RantWoman does not even apologize for not remembering the precise details. The Bong Bong Bong is the important part. Talk about way to discourage protracted protests. Bong! Bong! Bong!
Digressions available about pre-graduation sit-in, the African American supporter who called RantWoman with a ringing endorsement and said he did not feel he could participate because he was going through college on a ROTC scholarship and did not want to mess up his commissioning, South Africa's black majority, the voices of whites like Nadine Gordimer,Truth and Reconciliation
Bong
Bong
Bong
What would it be like if the bells sounded on the timeline for Muslim call to prayer as apparently was proposed and then withdrawn at Duke University?
Bong
Bong
Wonderful speech by British Muslim for Oxford Debate about Muslim culture including particularly all the Arab world's contributions to mathematics while Europe was moldering in the Dark Ages.
Bong
Bong.
Twitter statistics:
Half of the world's population is under 30.
Median age of Christians in Europe: 42. Of Muslims: 32
How are well-educated white people of the developed world called to live within these realities?
Bong
Bong
Bong
Three different conversations that should lead people in Meeting to clearness committees and RantWoman so does not even want to try with ANYONE from Care and Counsel and is so thinking about a "Clearness Committees for Dummies" resource off the internet.
Bong
Bong
(RantWoman CHILL OUT. Just because the last clearness committee for yourself, the first couple questions caused you to realize that the questioner had no clue where to start about ...)
Bong
Bong
Bong
(Are there words supposed to make it out of RantWoman's mouth during worship?)
Bong
Bong
Bong
lovely worshipful silence.
Message about article from December 2014 Friends Journal article about a family who chooses to live below the poverty line in order to avoid liability for war taxes.
http://www.friendsjournal.org/choice-poverty/
Friend offering message thinks its wrong for parents to choose a life of poverty on behalf of their children.
RantWoman thinks of a certain bassoon-playing RantDad
RantWoman thinks of Frida Berrigan writing about visiting her parents in prisons over Christmas.
RantWoman thinks of the large percentage of African American families who must visit family members in prison.
RantWoman thinks that having a very overweight freaky bassoon-playing professional musician father might be plenty and she should be glad her father was not Frida's father Phillip Berrigan.
Hey Wait a Minute.
Parents motivated to resist war taxes also tend to be motivated to find their children good resources that are free or very low-cost.
Having very low income SOMETIMES frees families from timewasting entanglements and cultural attachments and creates space to be filled with other rich experiences..
RantWoman counts her family, a college classmate whose father was a poet, among those able to live very well on low incomes. The circumstances are all different and do not necessarily involve war tax resistance. RantWoman thinks of some families in her Meeting and leaves the question of war tax resistance as a question mark.
Wait a minute.
90% of the students in Seattle public schools qualify for free and reduced priced lunch. These are not the children of war tax resisters. These parents do not choose this reality. RantWoman is much more strongly called to think on behalf of these children than she is the children of war tax resisters.
(Are there words supposed to make it out of RantWoman's mouth in worship or is RantWoman just supposed to continue as before with the rest of her life?(
Worshipful Silence
Message from parent of hope that their family is on right path.
Bong,
Bong.
Bong.
Recycled Message Friend rises and speaks of eyes, specks, logs, and leaving matters to God.
Eyes.
Specks in others' eyes.
Logs in one's own.
Crash.
Rattle.
Earth to RantWoman. You know, So Out of Order Friend whome you are trying to figure out how to organize a conversation with? You know you make her STEAMING MAD sometimes?
Yesssss! (Look, by the time that Friend is Steaming Mad, RantWoman usually is too. RantWoman is deeply afraid that in that situation, NOTHING good is going to make it out of her mouth. And at this point, RantWoman does not even want to hazard a conversation one on one when people are not steaming mad.)
And you are enjoying it a little too much.
What?
Making that Friend Steaming Mad!
Busted! Okay God, now what?
Of late, RantWoman has had the most peculiar success looking for elders among ...The Association of Bad Friends on Facebook.
After worship God prodded RantWoman to take the matter of Steaming Mad Friend off to consult this resource. The number one most resounding response about how to deal with Steaming Mad Friend was broccoli, followed by an espresso machine and reference to steam engines.
And if RantWoman had any doubt about signs, on top of the broccoli from the Bad Friends the menu at the most recent gathering of a very beloved potluck group featured a magical cruciferous culinary synchrony: cole slaw with red cabbage, roasted brussels sprouts, cauliflower and coconut curry. As one commenter put it, a whole new take on crucifixion."
Okayyyy God?
Friday, January 16, 2015
Happy New Year Let's Talk about Death: the Advance Directive After Party.
RantWoman writes up the workshop spoken of here:
http://rantwomanrsof.blogspot.com/2014/12/merry-christmas-lets-talk-about-death.html
Warning: RantWoman is being METAPHORICAL here.
RantWoman, Care and Counsel keeps saying water is wet and you keep talking about snow and ice.
Yeah, and...?
We now return to regular Inner Blowtorch mode:
RantWoman, look at all these people who came. What nice couples. What nice help with notary and experience from a hospice nurse. What nice exclamations about people doing the paperwork and their healthcare providers losing it.
Yeah, and RantWoman will show up. RantWoman will bring the suggestion that if someone brings a notebook with them to medical appointments anyway, that would also be a good place to keep a copy of the advanced directives, and maybe contact info for the people mentioned. And RantWoman does not know whether she mentioned having RantMom's documents in her purse, but she does.
And RantWoman will also show up with a couple tender moments from interpreting and with tales of a neighbor, a Jehovah's witness. JW neighbor can do these forms in her sleep because of Witnesses' beliefs about blood transfusions, but RantWoman can so imagine family members not being charmed by someone's beliefs.
In fact RantWoman can also relate: Little Sister at one point needed a blood transfusion. She had the hermanas from her church were insistent in Spanish about needing to pray over the blood. RantWoman who a. speaks but usually does not interpret in Spanish and b. tries VERY hard to avoid interpreting for family members still was the one to stop the nurses until the prayers were done. And if only one of these stories needed to stumble out of RantWoman's mouth this time....
RantWoman, it's only a volunteer program to do these presentations about Advanced directives, etc. Why do we gotta think about language access?
1. The place running the program has the same obligations about language access as any other health care organization.
2. Sooner or later you are likely to encounter the need to work with interpreters. Do your employers do anything to prepare you?
3. Some percentage of the people who might attend are gongto want to go home and talk to family members who do not speak English.and it REALLY matters to have correct terminology or at least a place to go look for parallel materials.
4. It would be nice if RantWoman could focus on the paperwork for her own self and let other people get dealt with later. It would be nice, but that is not RantWoman's reality. RantWoman cannot interact with this content without needing to think about materials in languages other than English. RantWoman can TRY to bypass yet another way to make herself unpopular around Little Sister's household (irrepressible Nephew has Adult half-sibilings...) but this still leaves frayed connections related to Ferrener Husband.
Here are some links RantWoman found; RantWoman is not prepared to vouch for the translations, only the reputation of the organizations whose websites she lists:
https://healthonline.washington.edu/get_topic.asp?topic=39&name=Patient+Rights
http://www.washingtonlawhelp.org/issues/aging-elder-law/guardianships-powers-of-attorney-2
http://www.pathwayshealth.org/resources/translated-materials.html
http://www.lawhelp.org/dc/resource/frequently-asked-questions-about-durable-powe
RantWoman, it's only a pilot and we are trying out ideas.
RantWoman interior monologue: RantWoman you keep offering help and they do not know what to do with it. RantWoman, you will show up. You will be present. You wil trust that...
From announcement for workshop: "You are never too young to think about..."
Census of those in attendance:
Total: 15 or so; RantWoman apologizes for not counting more precisely.
Total younger than 60, counting presenter and RantWoman: 5.
Total who have been around Meeting less than 10 years: 0
Mention of childcare before workshop: 0
Total other than presenter responsible for the care of minor children: 0
mentions of situations involving minor children: 1 or 2 from one attender; nothing in the prepared booklet. Ummmm. RantWoman was called to share from her life in an email afterward.
RantWoman, it's only a pilot and we are trying out ideas.
Yeah, and RantWoman knows that what works in English among people with similar culture might or might not work for people with other cultural backgrouns so as long as you are trying out anyway, let's be honest about language access being a big issue for some families.
Yeah, and RantWoman is happy to sign your consent form about participation as long as you consent to free input including the above list of places with some topical material in multiple languages.
RantWoman, we have all these simple either / or questions we want you to think about.
Really? You do not know RantWoman very well. RantWoman can turn almost any survey instrument with ostensibly simple choices into open-ended essay questions.
Take food: the feel and texture of food turns out to be really important to RantWoman. RantWoman likes things that crunch. RantWoman likes strong flavors and spices that clean out her sinuses. Okay work with that.
Then write similar essays for all the other questions?
Actually, RantWoman wonders if there could be a little time to see whether anyone else in the room has too much to fit into the categories. Sometiems RantWoman really likes hearing about otehr people's too much too.
How about a couple illustrative cases:
Case one: the Rant Family ophthalmologist, ill with cancer. a rich life. Adult children, grandchildren. Content. At a certain point, clear not to linger.
Case two, RantWoman's neighbor Mr. Attack Receptionist. Mr. Attack Receptionist is on dialysis. He has had the lower parts of both legs amputated. Mr. Attack Receptionist is a HUGE sports fan. Even when he is on Facebook from the hospital or the rehab, he posts and wants to chat about Seattle sports teams with ANYONE willing to go near the topic. Unfortunately this does not include RantWoman except in terms of appreciating the anthropological phenomenon of sports fans. Mr. Attack Receptionist already has such a battle to stay alive, RantWoman cannot imagine him signing ANYTHING in advance. Further, RantWoman expects he will still be rooting for the local teams long past when anyone pulls a plug. And he will still be a member of the Still Didn't Get the Memo Committee on Email Immoderation long after that!
It was pretty clear to RantWoman before the workshop that she probably was going to be nowhere near anything to notarize, but RantWoman was surprised about the clarity that emerged from a short interval for reflection:
This life is really precious to me. Even if it looks really difficult to you, I am figuring on staying around as long as possible! I hope it's fun for other people too but I am not necessarily leaving just because it's not fun for others.But if I cannot taste or smell or respond to music and sounds and preferably also find ways to say something is funny and it is really obvious that no fun is happening and I cannot express that myself, then....
And when I die, do not worry about needing to reconstitute me for any Rapture. Relatives who might be worried about this should be assured that if God can pull off the Rapture, I am pretty sure anyone who needs it will get reconstituted in the process. Cremate me. Return me to the earth. If you can leave me in permanent civil disobedience somewhere that needs divine attention but preferably also somewhere with a good view, trees, ocean or water, wind....
Okay, now the question of who....
...and where and not just lying in someone's office safe...
A blog post that seems to RantWoman to belong here:
http://wagingnonviolence.org/2015/01/organize-anyone/
and a couple more resources just thrown in by the way.
http://www.iflscience.com/environment/what-do-when-youre-dead-science-edition
http://peoplesmemorial.org/
http://rantwomanrsof.blogspot.com/2014/12/merry-christmas-lets-talk-about-death.html
Warning: RantWoman is being METAPHORICAL here.
RantWoman, Care and Counsel keeps saying water is wet and you keep talking about snow and ice.
Yeah, and...?
We now return to regular Inner Blowtorch mode:
RantWoman, look at all these people who came. What nice couples. What nice help with notary and experience from a hospice nurse. What nice exclamations about people doing the paperwork and their healthcare providers losing it.
Yeah, and RantWoman will show up. RantWoman will bring the suggestion that if someone brings a notebook with them to medical appointments anyway, that would also be a good place to keep a copy of the advanced directives, and maybe contact info for the people mentioned. And RantWoman does not know whether she mentioned having RantMom's documents in her purse, but she does.
And RantWoman will also show up with a couple tender moments from interpreting and with tales of a neighbor, a Jehovah's witness. JW neighbor can do these forms in her sleep because of Witnesses' beliefs about blood transfusions, but RantWoman can so imagine family members not being charmed by someone's beliefs.
In fact RantWoman can also relate: Little Sister at one point needed a blood transfusion. She had the hermanas from her church were insistent in Spanish about needing to pray over the blood. RantWoman who a. speaks but usually does not interpret in Spanish and b. tries VERY hard to avoid interpreting for family members still was the one to stop the nurses until the prayers were done. And if only one of these stories needed to stumble out of RantWoman's mouth this time....
RantWoman, it's only a volunteer program to do these presentations about Advanced directives, etc. Why do we gotta think about language access?
1. The place running the program has the same obligations about language access as any other health care organization.
2. Sooner or later you are likely to encounter the need to work with interpreters. Do your employers do anything to prepare you?
3. Some percentage of the people who might attend are gongto want to go home and talk to family members who do not speak English.and it REALLY matters to have correct terminology or at least a place to go look for parallel materials.
4. It would be nice if RantWoman could focus on the paperwork for her own self and let other people get dealt with later. It would be nice, but that is not RantWoman's reality. RantWoman cannot interact with this content without needing to think about materials in languages other than English. RantWoman can TRY to bypass yet another way to make herself unpopular around Little Sister's household (irrepressible Nephew has Adult half-sibilings...) but this still leaves frayed connections related to Ferrener Husband.
Here are some links RantWoman found; RantWoman is not prepared to vouch for the translations, only the reputation of the organizations whose websites she lists:
https://healthonline.washington.edu/get_topic.asp?topic=39&name=Patient+Rights
http://www.washingtonlawhelp.org/issues/aging-elder-law/guardianships-powers-of-attorney-2
http://www.pathwayshealth.org/resources/translated-materials.html
http://www.lawhelp.org/dc/resource/frequently-asked-questions-about-durable-powe
RantWoman, it's only a pilot and we are trying out ideas.
RantWoman interior monologue: RantWoman you keep offering help and they do not know what to do with it. RantWoman, you will show up. You will be present. You wil trust that...
From announcement for workshop: "You are never too young to think about..."
Census of those in attendance:
Total: 15 or so; RantWoman apologizes for not counting more precisely.
Total younger than 60, counting presenter and RantWoman: 5.
Total who have been around Meeting less than 10 years: 0
Mention of childcare before workshop: 0
Total other than presenter responsible for the care of minor children: 0
mentions of situations involving minor children: 1 or 2 from one attender; nothing in the prepared booklet. Ummmm. RantWoman was called to share from her life in an email afterward.
RantWoman, it's only a pilot and we are trying out ideas.
Yeah, and RantWoman knows that what works in English among people with similar culture might or might not work for people with other cultural backgrouns so as long as you are trying out anyway, let's be honest about language access being a big issue for some families.
Yeah, and RantWoman is happy to sign your consent form about participation as long as you consent to free input including the above list of places with some topical material in multiple languages.
RantWoman, we have all these simple either / or questions we want you to think about.
Really? You do not know RantWoman very well. RantWoman can turn almost any survey instrument with ostensibly simple choices into open-ended essay questions.
Take food: the feel and texture of food turns out to be really important to RantWoman. RantWoman likes things that crunch. RantWoman likes strong flavors and spices that clean out her sinuses. Okay work with that.
Then write similar essays for all the other questions?
Actually, RantWoman wonders if there could be a little time to see whether anyone else in the room has too much to fit into the categories. Sometiems RantWoman really likes hearing about otehr people's too much too.
How about a couple illustrative cases:
Case one: the Rant Family ophthalmologist, ill with cancer. a rich life. Adult children, grandchildren. Content. At a certain point, clear not to linger.
Case two, RantWoman's neighbor Mr. Attack Receptionist. Mr. Attack Receptionist is on dialysis. He has had the lower parts of both legs amputated. Mr. Attack Receptionist is a HUGE sports fan. Even when he is on Facebook from the hospital or the rehab, he posts and wants to chat about Seattle sports teams with ANYONE willing to go near the topic. Unfortunately this does not include RantWoman except in terms of appreciating the anthropological phenomenon of sports fans. Mr. Attack Receptionist already has such a battle to stay alive, RantWoman cannot imagine him signing ANYTHING in advance. Further, RantWoman expects he will still be rooting for the local teams long past when anyone pulls a plug. And he will still be a member of the Still Didn't Get the Memo Committee on Email Immoderation long after that!
It was pretty clear to RantWoman before the workshop that she probably was going to be nowhere near anything to notarize, but RantWoman was surprised about the clarity that emerged from a short interval for reflection:
This life is really precious to me. Even if it looks really difficult to you, I am figuring on staying around as long as possible! I hope it's fun for other people too but I am not necessarily leaving just because it's not fun for others.But if I cannot taste or smell or respond to music and sounds and preferably also find ways to say something is funny and it is really obvious that no fun is happening and I cannot express that myself, then....
And when I die, do not worry about needing to reconstitute me for any Rapture. Relatives who might be worried about this should be assured that if God can pull off the Rapture, I am pretty sure anyone who needs it will get reconstituted in the process. Cremate me. Return me to the earth. If you can leave me in permanent civil disobedience somewhere that needs divine attention but preferably also somewhere with a good view, trees, ocean or water, wind....
Okay, now the question of who....
...and where and not just lying in someone's office safe...
A blog post that seems to RantWoman to belong here:
http://wagingnonviolence.org/2015/01/organize-anyone/
and a couple more resources just thrown in by the way.
http://www.iflscience.com/environment/what-do-when-youre-dead-science-edition
http://peoplesmemorial.org/
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Quantum Entanglement and spooky action at a distance
Albert Einstein famously said God does not play dice.
Unlike for the Presbyterians, all is not predestined either.
Alert readers who sit through the whole video should come away with a sense of actual physicaly realities which might lie behind mystical experiences, ESP over long distances, and other seemingly inexplicable realities.
Maybe.
But the assertion should not be overdone.
RantWoman enjoyed the video even though she did not interact deeply with all the physica vocabulary.
Perhaps that is a useful approach for others too.
Unlike for the Presbyterians, all is not predestined either.
Alert readers who sit through the whole video should come away with a sense of actual physicaly realities which might lie behind mystical experiences, ESP over long distances, and other seemingly inexplicable realities.
Maybe.
But the assertion should not be overdone.
RantWoman enjoyed the video even though she did not interact deeply with all the physica vocabulary.
Perhaps that is a useful approach for others too.
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Let There be Light: Poetry Book Release.
Full disclosure: RantWoman is called to publicize this book release because of having gone to college with the poet's son who now works with light as manifest a whole bunch of ways in connection with the Hayden Planetarium in New York City.
Let There Be Light Jackson Maclow complete poems
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2014/12/let-there-be-jackson-mac-lows-complete-light-poems/
A previous edition available through GoodReads
http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1600012.22_Light_Poems
Let There Be Light Jackson Maclow complete poems
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2014/12/let-there-be-jackson-mac-lows-complete-light-poems/
A previous edition available through GoodReads
http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1600012.22_Light_Poems
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Epiphany: Wise men? Preschoolers? Oboe students?
Pattern Brain is at it again.
Remember Eye Roller Friend, the Friend with the ministry of Audible eye rolling, usually offered as nonverbal commentary on other Friends' vocal ministry. The noise distresses many; as if RantWoman were not already distressing Friends sufficiently, RantWoman continues to consider this peculiar ministry a valid accessibility measure.. RantWoman is pretty sure lots of people roll their eyes sometimes in Meeting for Worship. RantWoman appreciates knowing the identity of at least one when the audible eye-rolling occurs. This is not an opinion about whether audible eye-rolling is the most effective mode of communication or a manifestation of entirely centered worship. Come on, this is RantWoman.
Eye Roller Friend has of late subsided somewhat, but RantWoman observes that he still erupts. Occasionally. He tends to erupt in connection with messages from particular individuals. In connection with RantWomans efforts to TRY for ministry of talking TO rahter than talking ABOUT, RantWoman has a time or two, with varying success suggested that Eye Roller Friend try to assemble his words and have conversations with the people who evoke his particular audible ministry. RantWoman is hearing a call to do that again.
Along the way, RantWoman got to some serious Enter the Kingdom of Heaven as a Child reflections. Hold on for the ride. RantWoman PROMISES to get there.
Some of this probably would do better as Talking TO rather than Talking ABOUT, but there are too many ways for that to go awry one on one, email blockages, pouty hangups..Then there would be past references to poor mentoring and someone Rantwoman will refer to as "So Out of Order Friend, one of a couple voices who seems to think no one needs to talk directly to RantWoman. (Be advised: RantWoman is aware of some stuck moments hwere if she opens her mouth even the least bit carelessly, NOTHING good will come out. See what RantWoman means about needing the help of God and the whole internet and maybe the space aliens.)
Then there are all the joys of RantWoman's charming personality. RantWoman is seasoning a couple Russian novel chapters on email alone, not to mention another chapter on something from a now out-of-date announcement.
Anyway, RantWoman needs the help of God and the whole entire internet and possibly some space aliens. So it's on the blog.
The conversation RantWoman imagines
"Can I talk to you?"
"Yes, you are standing here talking to me so apparently you are able to talk to me. Would you like to rephrase your request?" (Yep, RantWoman's inner Grammar Nazi would have shown up here too; MAYBE a gentler correction would have emerged, but the talking about conversation RantWoman was part of headed for the kind of conflict management that is age-appropriate around preschoolers.
Okayyyy, if preschoolers are what is wanted, how about a very large slightly overgrown one that is LONG overdue for some serious tantrums?
And we won't even talk about all the experience between the overdue for tantrums and today?
Uhhh, could we maybe try a different age group?
You mean like the snot-nosed twits from seventh grade whom RantWoman after awhile just ignored because they were not going to talk to RantWoman anyway? Or the chick RantWoman remembers whose interaction options were:
"Wanna fight?" No.
"Wanna smoke weed?" Not particularly. (RantWoman now laments that it never occurred to her to ask, say, "Wanna do some honework?")
Uhhhh, another age group perhaps?
RantWoman drank coffee. RantWoman wandered about assembling necessities for a vision collage.
RantWoman made a vision collage, helped clean up and got on a bus.
God rattled around on the bus for awhile:
..enter the kingdom of heaven like a child...
..oboe students...
Oboe students? Oboe students who have to be showing promise just to show up at the RantFamily household at 8 am on Saturdays after having driven in from some outlying hamlet. Oboe students who do not even get signed up to be oboe students unless they are already promising and so what if the 8 am rounds sometimes evoke the line about "an ill wind that no one blows good."
Yeah. Those Oboe students...
RantWoman I thought we were talking about preschoolers.
Yeah.
...who might become oboe students?
Preschoolers in the at least it's something school of conflict handling? And something is better than nothing and ...
Preschoolers, even overgrown preschoolers in a sandbox working with Enter the kingdom of God like a child.
Yeah, okay. Start there. Maybe start with the sandbox and let the Kingdom of God work itself out... Look! See what the 3 wise men brought....Now where to start....
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