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Such as, assassination? For example?.... Seems *crickets churp* Seems... An effective way to overcome, things... *crickets churp* Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
Peace- Season for NonViolence
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Such as, assassination? For example?.... Seems *crickets churp* Seems... An effective way to overcome, things... *crickets churp* Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
Yes they both died for their cause and their causes suceeded. They both believed that their sacrifice even of their lives if saving thousands of others and raising the consciousness of the planet a wee bit were worth it.
ain't it beautiful
Namaste Snoopy and Penelope...and yes after Five years we are starting to take notice, if I had posted a thread about retribution, revenge, war, gay rights we'd have a hundred or more comments and posts battling back and forth....but peace...non violence...it sits on the sidelines until its time... I love it.
I'm reminded of Maslows hierarchy and how can anyone expect those who are trying to survive to contemplate any of this?
I'm also reminded that no one was born to live upto my expectations.
I'm also reminded that there are wonders folks can do and believe if only I believe for them.
A story....
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I see this the same way...
Penelope in my heart I believe our reaction and retaliation after 9/11 was ludicrous, and while I wouldn't support sending your friends over there I do believe instead of focusing on revenge, that if we had asked the world for an investigation of exactly who and what perpetrated the event, and a trial and justice, the world would have provided us the leaders of 9/11 on a plate...and we could have openly discussed and learned why they felt compelled to react so violently against us and our world probably would not have had an economic collapse and tens of thousands of lives would have been saved.
Bless you all for considering participating....please share with others.
Living Peace Mandala
Penelope
weak force testosterone
One of the many religions my parents 'tried on for size,' over the years, was Society of Friends. Since there was no Quaker meetinghouse a convenient drive away, we practiced - at home - being quiet for three hours every Sunday. (Not easy for a pre-teen.)
By early in high school, my parents had moved on to other 'faiths.' But something caused me to return, profitably, to the three-hours-of-quiet every week.
& & &
I was sort-of a group-person, back then.
I played on the golf team. And I eventually began to hang-out with a gang of artistic/political types (the school 'intellectuals').
The other girls on the golf team didn't much like me. I clearly didn't enjoy socializing with them. They thought that I thought ... I was better than them. On the golf course, I shot regularly under 80, for 18 holes. The others, on their best day, might just break 90. So yeah, I was better than them (by that measure). And I practiced with the boy's golf team, whenever I could get away with it. Coach didn't like it, but there was not much she could do about it, short of kicking me off the team. I regularly beat the score of one or two of the guys I foursomed with. But I picked up a lot of good pointers playing alongside the guys, from the best of them. Things I'd never have learned from foursoming with the gals. (Coach wanted me to practice with the girls - knowing they would learn some things from me. But yeah, I was selfish. My own education came first.) The gals on the team resented my ease with the boys. Whispered about which of the golf-guys I was playing doctor with. (The guys were pals, but were 'not my type.') I ignored the whispering. I remained aloof.
In one of my classes, an even nastier whispering-game had begun. I ignored it at first, too, but the whisper-campaign took on a life of its own. It pitted me against a sensitive intelligent girl (not as attractive as I) who I knew, but not well. It was deviously orchestrated by a couple of less-intelligent but street-smart gals who remained invisible. The whispering grew so large that I could no longer remain aloof. It was going school-wide. I realized that, if I did nothing, this was going to emotionally damage me. And bad!
I'm a quick study. I got into the whisper-game and began to deflect it away from myself. When the two perpetrators realized that their poison had not worked on me, the whisper-campaign fizzled out. The world returned to normal.
To normal, for me, that is. When I bumped into the other target of this vicious game in the school hallway, the sensitive-intelligent girl, I would say hi and try to be polite. She turned her face away and refused to look at me. (For the rest of high school, she never would look at me or exchange a word.) The whole whisper campaign had hurt her. Hurt her, badly! And I was the visible face of that whisper-campaign, in her eye. She could never forgive me for the role I played in it.
& & &
That is when I returned to sitting quietly for three hours at a stretch, at least once a week, not always on Sunday. I began to introspect. Began to figure out all the things going on, inside myself. Tried to figure out all the things going on, inside others. Motivations. Not a pretty vista, I saw, during those three hours each week. But I began to understand a few things, about life.
& & &
Not to sound like a goody-two-shoes, but 63 out of the 64 daylessons (above) are practices which I more or less follow. This comes from years of introspection - questioning my own feelings, trying to see-into coworkers' true feelings and motivations rather than just 'reacting' or 'assuming.' Though I long-ago gave up introspecting 3-hours each week, at a single stretch, I doubt a week passes when I don't spend that much time introspecting (a little at a time), regarding my day-to-day interactions with others - while driving the car, jogging, cooking dinner. Introspection is part of my daily life.
& & &
'Nonviolence' is a strategic response to Patriarchal inequities in our world:
The physical violence perpetrated by socially powerful men on individuals less powerful than themselves. Might makes right.
And 'nonviolence' has become a pretty successful strategy, because it effectively challenges the 'honor' - the sense of righteousness - of the person in power. And behaviors do change.
Nonviolence rejects the old idea of the "the man's world."
But, from my high-school days, I found there is something to be said for "the man's world." When word spread that a fight between two guys was to take place, after school on the Southeast Corner, I usually avoided the macho spectacle. But two times, I didn't. Both fist-fights were more pathetic than nasty. But when the defeated tried to slink away and victor walk off in triumph, the other boys would grab the two contestants and bring them back together. Make them shake hands before they departed. That amazed me.
The point of the violence was physical. Very matter-of-fact. But when the fight ended, the violence ended. They were forced to shake hands so there would be no long-term psychological damage, no permanent trauma or undue-bravado as a consequence of the fight.
I wish, when girls fight, it would be this way. Girls, when they get nasty, want to do damage and make it stick. Sometimes against the girl who had been their best friend up until this very moment. Before I had begun to introspect, I hardly saw what goes on in the 'relationship-world' of women. It is deadly turf. And while most outgrow the psychological viciousness of this world, this world sometimes lingers into adulthood. Time to time, I see a waspiness erupt, under stress, even in the most 'mature' of my friends. That old stinger still shows itself.
I can see now why I tried to remain aloof. I never wanted to play these games. I preferred hanging out in the matter-of-fact world of the boys. Boys are not vicious, at heart, unless they have a screw loose. Girls may not be physically violent, at heart (unless they have a screw loose), but until we grow up ... we are hell-on-wheels behind our smiles and beneath the soft fabric of our blouses. And the damage we are capable of ... is far more long-lasting than scars from a beating or a knife.
I've been there, and I don't like it. To this day I see the face that turns away, the eyes which refuse to meet mine. I've said elsewhere that I do not believe in 'original sin.' But frankly ... I do believe in 'original sin' - and its name is Matriarchy.
& & &
In 'nonviolence,' wil ... you have located an answer for the evils of Patriarchy.
But what, wil, is your answer for ... the dark, deeply-hidden evils of Matriarchy?
By early in high school, my parents had moved on to other 'faiths.' But something caused me to return, profitably, to the three-hours-of-quiet every week.
& & &
I was sort-of a group-person, back then.
I played on the golf team. And I eventually began to hang-out with a gang of artistic/political types (the school 'intellectuals').
The other girls on the golf team didn't much like me. I clearly didn't enjoy socializing with them. They thought that I thought ... I was better than them. On the golf course, I shot regularly under 80, for 18 holes. The others, on their best day, might just break 90. So yeah, I was better than them (by that measure). And I practiced with the boy's golf team, whenever I could get away with it. Coach didn't like it, but there was not much she could do about it, short of kicking me off the team. I regularly beat the score of one or two of the guys I foursomed with. But I picked up a lot of good pointers playing alongside the guys, from the best of them. Things I'd never have learned from foursoming with the gals. (Coach wanted me to practice with the girls - knowing they would learn some things from me. But yeah, I was selfish. My own education came first.) The gals on the team resented my ease with the boys. Whispered about which of the golf-guys I was playing doctor with. (The guys were pals, but were 'not my type.') I ignored the whispering. I remained aloof.
In one of my classes, an even nastier whispering-game had begun. I ignored it at first, too, but the whisper-campaign took on a life of its own. It pitted me against a sensitive intelligent girl (not as attractive as I) who I knew, but not well. It was deviously orchestrated by a couple of less-intelligent but street-smart gals who remained invisible. The whispering grew so large that I could no longer remain aloof. It was going school-wide. I realized that, if I did nothing, this was going to emotionally damage me. And bad!
I'm a quick study. I got into the whisper-game and began to deflect it away from myself. When the two perpetrators realized that their poison had not worked on me, the whisper-campaign fizzled out. The world returned to normal.
To normal, for me, that is. When I bumped into the other target of this vicious game in the school hallway, the sensitive-intelligent girl, I would say hi and try to be polite. She turned her face away and refused to look at me. (For the rest of high school, she never would look at me or exchange a word.) The whole whisper campaign had hurt her. Hurt her, badly! And I was the visible face of that whisper-campaign, in her eye. She could never forgive me for the role I played in it.
& & &
That is when I returned to sitting quietly for three hours at a stretch, at least once a week, not always on Sunday. I began to introspect. Began to figure out all the things going on, inside myself. Tried to figure out all the things going on, inside others. Motivations. Not a pretty vista, I saw, during those three hours each week. But I began to understand a few things, about life.
& & &
Not to sound like a goody-two-shoes, but 63 out of the 64 daylessons (above) are practices which I more or less follow. This comes from years of introspection - questioning my own feelings, trying to see-into coworkers' true feelings and motivations rather than just 'reacting' or 'assuming.' Though I long-ago gave up introspecting 3-hours each week, at a single stretch, I doubt a week passes when I don't spend that much time introspecting (a little at a time), regarding my day-to-day interactions with others - while driving the car, jogging, cooking dinner. Introspection is part of my daily life.
& & &
'Nonviolence' is a strategic response to Patriarchal inequities in our world:
The physical violence perpetrated by socially powerful men on individuals less powerful than themselves. Might makes right.
And 'nonviolence' has become a pretty successful strategy, because it effectively challenges the 'honor' - the sense of righteousness - of the person in power. And behaviors do change.
Nonviolence rejects the old idea of the "the man's world."
But, from my high-school days, I found there is something to be said for "the man's world." When word spread that a fight between two guys was to take place, after school on the Southeast Corner, I usually avoided the macho spectacle. But two times, I didn't. Both fist-fights were more pathetic than nasty. But when the defeated tried to slink away and victor walk off in triumph, the other boys would grab the two contestants and bring them back together. Make them shake hands before they departed. That amazed me.
The point of the violence was physical. Very matter-of-fact. But when the fight ended, the violence ended. They were forced to shake hands so there would be no long-term psychological damage, no permanent trauma or undue-bravado as a consequence of the fight.
I wish, when girls fight, it would be this way. Girls, when they get nasty, want to do damage and make it stick. Sometimes against the girl who had been their best friend up until this very moment. Before I had begun to introspect, I hardly saw what goes on in the 'relationship-world' of women. It is deadly turf. And while most outgrow the psychological viciousness of this world, this world sometimes lingers into adulthood. Time to time, I see a waspiness erupt, under stress, even in the most 'mature' of my friends. That old stinger still shows itself.
I can see now why I tried to remain aloof. I never wanted to play these games. I preferred hanging out in the matter-of-fact world of the boys. Boys are not vicious, at heart, unless they have a screw loose. Girls may not be physically violent, at heart (unless they have a screw loose), but until we grow up ... we are hell-on-wheels behind our smiles and beneath the soft fabric of our blouses. And the damage we are capable of ... is far more long-lasting than scars from a beating or a knife.
I've been there, and I don't like it. To this day I see the face that turns away, the eyes which refuse to meet mine. I've said elsewhere that I do not believe in 'original sin.' But frankly ... I do believe in 'original sin' - and its name is Matriarchy.
& & &
In 'nonviolence,' wil ... you have located an answer for the evils of Patriarchy.
But what, wil, is your answer for ... the dark, deeply-hidden evils of Matriarchy?
17th Angel
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I dislike being aroung groups of girls.... I've found on the whole you become very bitchy, nippy picky things... A very uncomfortable place for me.
Give me a beating or a knife as you say anyday... Cause that is swift and it is over and done with... But female alpha rivalry is so uncomfortable lol.
You reckon Wil (a male) has the solution for your hidden evils of Matriarchy...
Keeping you apart works. But, be interesting to see Wil's solution.
Give me a beating or a knife as you say anyday... Cause that is swift and it is over and done with... But female alpha rivalry is so uncomfortable lol.
You reckon Wil (a male) has the solution for your hidden evils of Matriarchy...
Keeping you apart works. But, be interesting to see Wil's solution.
Penelope
weak force testosterone
This is the one daylesson I reject:
22 -- Today, I will turn off anything that portrays or supports violence whether on television, in the movies, or on the Internet.
I like fantasy violence. It helps to conduct me thru transformations.
#22 also smacks of censorship.
(Smells of 'dogma,' not 'useful suggestion.' When do we burn the works of Caravaggio? ... of Artemisia Gentileschi?)
Violence occurs in my creative writings, and always with good reason. And many are published on the Internet.
Graphic art by friends is frequently violent. I don't always care for it. But when it works, it transports you out of everyday reality like no other imagery can. And does so in the blink of an eye.
Instantly otherworldly.
(Mysticism incarnate.)
& & &
The very nature of Religion is ... about 'death.'
And a violent image brings you up to the very edge of it.
22 -- Today, I will turn off anything that portrays or supports violence whether on television, in the movies, or on the Internet.
I like fantasy violence. It helps to conduct me thru transformations.
#22 also smacks of censorship.
(Smells of 'dogma,' not 'useful suggestion.' When do we burn the works of Caravaggio? ... of Artemisia Gentileschi?)
Violence occurs in my creative writings, and always with good reason. And many are published on the Internet.
Graphic art by friends is frequently violent. I don't always care for it. But when it works, it transports you out of everyday reality like no other imagery can. And does so in the blink of an eye.
Instantly otherworldly.
(Mysticism incarnate.)
& & &
The very nature of Religion is ... about 'death.'
And a violent image brings you up to the very edge of it.
nativeastral
fluffy future
just watched a prog showing 2 groups of boys playing computer games, 1 football, the other violent fighting; they then watched real life violent tv incidents; resuming the games the football players had an increase in heartbeat/anxiety, the violent players did not. Afterwards, they were individually 'interviewed' concerning general questions on gaming and a box of pens 'accidently' fell to the floor. 80% of the football players automatically helped pick them up or proferred help, 40% of the violent made an effort, the rest were 'desentitized' according to the scientists who had many such experiments proving we are becoming too blase and rearing children who watch too much violence become relatively unconcerned about the welfare of others.
nothing we dont already know
nothing we dont already know
Namaste all,
ah...interesting turns and twists, I like especially the fact that anyone thinks I have a solution to anything...anything...but the female mind...you've just got me in more trouble than I can handle.
Penelope, I agree overtime we incorporate these things....btw the 64 evolves and changes by year so if you appreciate the value of the list...and your indication that you've taken most of them on appears you do... I challenge you of all to follow them anyway day by day and I'd love to hear any new insights. Oh what have I done...we all know how P posts... seriously I believe you'd find more in the exploration... like day 22.. it's just a day, you can handle it.
As to the men and shaking hands...I worked with many a male over the years in construction that regularly fought, often with the same guys, often with their work buddies, roomies, then it was back to work the next week and a bar fight the next weekend. I never understood that mentality.
Talk about violence, watch MMA, UFC, WEC... cage fighting, before the fight they practice and visulize the other in pain and quitting, their words and thoughts are focused on it, when in the fight they try to take each other out with every bit of skill they got, when someone gets in a good shot that rocks'em often they high five or smile in appreciation of the beat they took and at the end of every fight these guys hug and congratulate each other. I'm not there yet.
As far as women goes at my kids school I see the most incredible thing. What I remember of cheerleaders...talk about sniping and cliques these gals were the queens. But at my kids school halftime of every game, football, basketball etc. Their cheerleaders cross to the other side and mingle and sing joy songs together with the opposing cheerleaders, they share, they laugh, they hug and then go back to their side and cheering on their opposing warriors.
I've decided I've got to talk to that cheer coach...maybe she'll have an answer for ya.
But beyond that...as you said, your hours of contemplation....something we all need...and things like 'the season', counting the omer, lent, ACIM, Kwanzaa...all these are valuable introspection that have potential of beneficial results that go beyond those that practice them.
It's just a day at a time...and if one day bothers you...that is the day you need to focus on the most.
ah...interesting turns and twists, I like especially the fact that anyone thinks I have a solution to anything...anything...but the female mind...you've just got me in more trouble than I can handle.
Penelope, I agree overtime we incorporate these things....btw the 64 evolves and changes by year so if you appreciate the value of the list...and your indication that you've taken most of them on appears you do... I challenge you of all to follow them anyway day by day and I'd love to hear any new insights. Oh what have I done...we all know how P posts... seriously I believe you'd find more in the exploration... like day 22.. it's just a day, you can handle it.
As to the men and shaking hands...I worked with many a male over the years in construction that regularly fought, often with the same guys, often with their work buddies, roomies, then it was back to work the next week and a bar fight the next weekend. I never understood that mentality.
Talk about violence, watch MMA, UFC, WEC... cage fighting, before the fight they practice and visulize the other in pain and quitting, their words and thoughts are focused on it, when in the fight they try to take each other out with every bit of skill they got, when someone gets in a good shot that rocks'em often they high five or smile in appreciation of the beat they took and at the end of every fight these guys hug and congratulate each other. I'm not there yet.
As far as women goes at my kids school I see the most incredible thing. What I remember of cheerleaders...talk about sniping and cliques these gals were the queens. But at my kids school halftime of every game, football, basketball etc. Their cheerleaders cross to the other side and mingle and sing joy songs together with the opposing cheerleaders, they share, they laugh, they hug and then go back to their side and cheering on their opposing warriors.
I've decided I've got to talk to that cheer coach...maybe she'll have an answer for ya.
But beyond that...as you said, your hours of contemplation....something we all need...and things like 'the season', counting the omer, lent, ACIM, Kwanzaa...all these are valuable introspection that have potential of beneficial results that go beyond those that practice them.
It's just a day at a time...and if one day bothers you...that is the day you need to focus on the most.
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The anti gaming theory is just bs..... Because you are attempting to blame the games... Like that kid who shot his school up!! oh my evil games!!! oh no! stop them... Uhm, well no... It was just this kid.. He was f'd up. End of. Not every kid goes around shooting his school up... The kid had mental issues lol.... That ain't the games fault.
Should we ban light? Because it can cause seizures?.. Ban fire too :/ cause that kills... And ban water... To many have drowned! Cease the madness! Ban water now! Makes me think of the sword of truth, when Richards brother is trying to blame fire for killing their mother and trying to get the crowd to support the actual banning of fire..... And richard knew, that anger, not fire had killed his mother...
Should we ban light? Because it can cause seizures?.. Ban fire too :/ cause that kills... And ban water... To many have drowned! Cease the madness! Ban water now! Makes me think of the sword of truth, when Richards brother is trying to blame fire for killing their mother and trying to get the crowd to support the actual banning of fire..... And richard knew, that anger, not fire had killed his mother...
I'll prefer to focus on the positive in this thread....and on the mandala we are contemplating what we are creating in our world today...finding 5 joyous things we are creating. Why exactly would anyone want to do anything less?
As to the video game debate, I encourage you all to take it up on another thread... but I will lay no blame one way or another....as our challenge in the 64 days above for today is: "Today, I will look beyond stereotypes and prejudices."
As to the video game debate, I encourage you all to take it up on another thread... but I will lay no blame one way or another....as our challenge in the 64 days above for today is: "Today, I will look beyond stereotypes and prejudices."
It's just a day at a time...
Season for Non-Violence started yesterday....
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