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Saturday, November 28, 2009

Tincture of Time to Plant New Flowers
Step back again as we continue the journey into the world of reflection and awareness. I am continuing our journey through Swineburne's poem and the 5th and 6th lines which I have found the hardest to interpret. (Likely create some of the biggest agreements and disagreements to date).  Quite interestingly I am finding that issues over the week have fallen into place as each of these couplets have come up.  I will try to reflect from a personal perspective, clinical perspective and impacts on individuals whom I come in contact with (all anonymous of course).
 
"And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten," 
 
  I choose to take this second half of the poem quite literally as The Day After Yesterday, where I am focussed on the words in the poem "Time Remembered". This could, if we look at previous posts that if we focus on the time and the moment here and now, that sense of present time and focus on NOW is critical. For I cant change the past and dont know what the future will hold. (I failed the course in mind reading in University). If I remember (Like the Apple !) to focus of everything I am doing in this moment and live it fully, the past and challenges and real and perceived slights truly do diminish in their power over us.
 
  Begotten means to achieve or create from procreation, which I would say is an act of love. We are nurturing and growing and creating our own flowers. They may not yet look like flowers, but seeds however we must plant them in the earth. Compost, wind, rain, clouds, sun and the seed plus attention and care to the plant begats the flowers. The darkness of the 3rd and 4th lines dissipate as the frost receeds and the cycle of winter is over.
 
  So my friends, with the passage of time, or as a wise friend once said "The Tincture of Time" is applied and we focus on the here and now and appreciate and love the intricacies of the day these will kill off the frosts and the sunlight parts through the clouds. The seeds may be born and creation of the positives begin. And positives begat positives. This is not to say forget the past, but that the past stays in the present if we allow and grant that power to the past, which then colours today.
 
  Live in the here and now, search the positives there are in the here and now and slay the negative frosts to be able to plant the seeds of more positives. The tincture of time.
 
  Be yourself, often
 
---Joel Lamoure November 2009 
8:05 am est 

Saturday, November 21, 2009

The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins
   Step back and continue the journey into the world of reflection and awareness of the world around us. For to know the situation is empowerment...to do this I am continuing our journey through Swineburne's poem. How does the 3rd and 4th lines of this deep poem translate into the human side of life and can how WE are empowered and can look ahead, even as the dark days appear to be upon us? I will try to reflect from a personal perspective, clinical perspective and impacts on individuals whom I come in contact with (all anonymous of course).
 
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins; 
 
  This is the darkest of the depths of night. A time when it may appear that the darker forces are winning. It is very true that the periods where we feel that there is the worst things happening we may be unable to see opportunities. Exactly how and why could these events be happening to US? Whether it be financial, physical or medical or psychological (and in fact we know all of these are inter-connected) it still hurts. In these fugues, it is very hard to actively see or seek out the door of Fate and realize that even these challenges that divide us from our true love (personal, professional, psychological, activities). This is the fog of war.
 
  Realize and appreciate that we can only do the best that we can, take pride even when life on life's terms seem oppressive. It seems easy to take drugs, have a drink or otherwise escape from the fact it seems that the dark side has prevailed. Seems hard to live life on lifes terms in these dark days. But to live is to live life on life's terms.....
 
  Too easy to mis-identify  false mirth and illusional masks. Smoke and mirrors... the fog of war. Dont go down that road, but stay maintained and focussed and proceeding based on beliefs and benefits and skills. We dont have to go down that road and the dark periods may actually serve us an opportunity...a choice. This is where the taxonomy of the profession and person comes out... a time where we step back, marshal our forces psychologically, physically and spiritually and prepare to take the high ground. The high ground is the light, and the best for us, our friends, our families and the outcomes. The beneficial effects of the high ground ripple outward. It is an awareness and a state of mind, being and action. Lovers will unite and the light shall penetrate through the clouds. Remember the sun shines even above the clouds.
 
  Be good to yourself, often.
 
--Joel Lamoure November 2009 
10:20 am est 

Friday, November 13, 2009

For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins

  For the next 4 weeks, we will be taking a journey through Swineburne's poem. There are 8 lines in this poem and I feel that we can effectively show how some of the posts over the past 2 months on this blog translate into the human side of life and also how WE are empowered and can look ahead, even as the dark days appear to be upon us. I will try to reflect from a personal perspective, clinical perspective and impacts on individuals whom I come in contact with (all anonymous of course).

"For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins" 

This represents the darkest periods, when we lose a job or a loved one or a relationship. The level of crisis is so person specific. What is a critical event to one person may not be to another. These are the times when you feel that you are left with very little, and even your taxonomy may have run away. A period where we may question what we believe in, what we stand for and is it even worth it? 

A season of snows and sins may render our goal to help others seem so miniscule, that one smile and one soft word or soft touch seem meaningless. In fact, we may have the energies to carry on ourselves and the feeling of the waves are that we are not only at the bottom, but it is very cold, despair, snowing and the water is toxic... that our survival suit we are wearing barely will cover us. Unfortunately, we cant recall with fondness the periods when we were in the waves at the top of the game and moving ahead. But my friends, there is a very real cyclic component to this.

Life does become like this...dark, bleak and desolate, sterile. This is a period when we need to go back to our taxonomy and yes, that soft touch, smile, word mean so much. By our choices, we can survive longer.

Next week...the trenches of the waves get deeper.

For now....remember your taxonomy and stop and appreciate the smallest and most intricate things in the day. A leaf, a cloud, a smile or a touch. Be good to yourself, often.

-- Joel Lamoure November 2009 

9:19 am est 

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Remembrance Day.. Looking ahead by looking to the Past

May we never forget the sacrifices of the past on this day and use the learnings of history they have given us, paid with blood and loss, wisely.

 

"For winter's rains and ruins are over,

And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

~ Algernon Charles Swinburne" 

9:16 am est 

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Creating and realizing anastomosis..and Baby Steps.

   Big medical word, nice easy meaning. An anastomosis is a connector to join between 2 areas to ensure continuity. There may be a blockage, clot or necrosis of an area that in order to ensure that blood flows as it should or nerves to fire, a natural "work-around" is created.

   Now it is making more sense (I hope)...talking about work-arounds and that seems to be more relevant to life and challenges and opportunities, which seems to be the underlying premise and hope of this blog. Sometimes point A to point B twists and turns and seems to take so much effort and challenges. Its important to see that we NEED that education and experience to advance ourselves personally, socially and culturally. However, a lot more ground seems to be covered and takes alot longer than it really should... this is where patience comes in.

   Where do anastomosis fit in? Here is the part where you end up on a different road than what you expected. The body or mind may have had a major trauma and blocks the past and creates a new road.. hence an neurological anastomosis. We all know the original path is different than the new one... and simply that reality is sufficient. Appreciate and love the new one, embrace it and all the positives in the day. 

  So....what if you think that this is crap? I want to get back to the path I "should" be on? Baby Steps my friends. Plan or dream where you want to be in 5 years and move towards that goals, always be able and willing to make course corrections along the way. Basically, this is a new anastomosis. Will it be right? Don't know. However, be aware of the moment, seize the moment, watch for the doors of opportunity and be gentle. "The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step". Thats the way to move ahead towards your dreams. Dreams are not static, but always flowing!

And be yourself, often

 

---Joel Lamoure November 2009 

   

8:11 am est 


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