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Una stands guard. The bottom third of the photo shows 3/4s of the letter ‘a’, the dirt making up the left and top curves of the letter have been dug out. To the bottom right is a rusted-red wheel barrow, the handles pointing back towards the camera, there are black grips on the ends of the handles. There is dirt in the wheelbarrow, it is brown and has lighter brown clumps for stuck-together soil. Leaning against the front left edge of the wheel barrow is a shovel. The working end of the shovel is in the trench that forms the letter, it is leaning at an angle like if you raised your left arm from against your side out, maybe eighteen inches. The shaft of the shovel is red and the end has a black rubber grip. The middle and top of the photo are of the letter ‘n’ and ‘U’ (we’re at the bottom of the word looking up). There is a certain black dog sitting guard. Una is facing away from the camera and sitting upright on her hind quarters at the inside top of the letter ‘n’. Her coat is lighter black on her back, shiny and her tail shows out behind her.

You know, I’m coming to appreciate how much reality is a process, as opposed to a product. (The latter supposition underlies the remarkable perseverance and the near-tragic inability to capitalize on the passing good fortune that most clarks encounter with a frequency that would make a pessimist doubtful and optimist suddenly agnostic).

In any event, this is the Wakefield Doctrine’s TToT post. Hosted by Josie every weekend, we’re all invited to contribute and/or share examples of the people, places and things that have caused us to feel the emotion of gratitude. It, (this bloghop), is fun and interesting. Many correspondents are remarkably skilled in (the) concise, orderly and direct presentation of their experiences. These writers have that gift of conveying, in simple terms, complex emotional experiences. Fortunately there is also room for those of us for whom the challenge of conveying emotion is all too daunting; by predisposition, mood or predominant worldview, we find the emotional side of the world something of a cypher. Relating an experience of gratitude can often be difficult, as we are usually not always paying attention to that side of the psyche.

Enough of the introspection. You want Ten Things that make me say, ‘hey! that was interesting.*’ Here:

1)  So, you’re thinking, ‘Sure you’re saying you’re a clark. Last week’s instance of the story of digging a lot of dirt out of the ground and moving it from place to place was fun, and certainly suggestive of one born to the reality of the Outsider, but we want more proof.”  Well, here is the wheelbarrow I’ve been using for the Una garden project. (It was a gift from Phyllis’s father when we bought the house in 1990. It, the wheelbarrow, was getting a bit old then.)

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old metal wheelbarrow. it’s body torn from metal fatigue, the single wheel at an angle out of true.

 

2, 3 and 4): (i.e. My work / coastal community / me to drive around.

5)Home and Heart (a Sister Margaret Ryan novel)’. Chapter 9 will be out tomorrow morning, at the latest. (Teaser: Sister Margret is encouraged to return to her childhood home on Tulip St, in the Fishtown section of Philadelphia. Since it is Sister Bernadine who did the encouraging, her trip is a surprise to no one. What she finds as she walks through the door is something else entirely.)

6) The soil reclamation phase of the Una garden project is complete. Totally grateful to be done with that part, sorta. it has been good exercise.

7) Phyllis and Una

8) something tomorrow? maybe…

9) the Wakefield Doctrine  because with a proper of understanding of this perspective on people and such, one would have been able to correctly identify the gardener in our tale of dirt and plants-to-be as a person who grew up and developed the social strategies and coping mechanisms that would them a  fighting chance of thriving, while living life  as an Outsider. ya know?

10) SR 1.3

 

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Momentarily Monday the Wakefield Doctrine …(self-limitations and insights)

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DownSpring Lizzi has this thing she does, from time to time, where she writes provocative and engaging story that seems to be about herself, only to inform the Reader, at the very end, that ‘this is fiction’.

Today’s Post is sort of like that…except in reverse (or maybe, converse). The story that follows is real enough, however the ‘point’, or ‘lesson’ or even ‘moral’ of the story may not be immediately apparent.  And,

Yesterday I had a property that had a heating air-conditioning system emergency. An air-handler in the attic malfunctioned and water (condensate from the ac) was leaking through the ceiling into the bedroom below. I tried, without success, to get the plumbing and heating company to answer my calls to make a weekend service call, unfortunately they were nowhere to be found.  Staring at the water dripping off the hardwired smoke detector in the bedroom ceiling I realized that I had to do something. I decided to turn off the power in the house, as  house was on a well,  at least I could prevent any additional water from adding to the problem. The air-handler sat in a metal pan, in order to contain any condensate created when the system was in cooling mode. The pan was overflowing, the source of the water dripping through the bedroom ceiling. My plan was simply to empty the pan. Access to the attic was by a pull-down staircase. I took a plastic drinking cup and a 5 gallon bucket, climbed the stairs, flashlight in hand, and starting bailing out the water. There was a lot of water. At least 5 trips down the stairs, with a full bucket. Now, the thing about pulldown staircases is that they have normal shaped steps from the bottom to about 3/4s of the way up, where they, (the steps), become more like ledges. You can put your full weight on them, you just can’t stand on them the way you normally do with stairs.

The operation took about 45 minutes. It was successful, provided the definition success was, ‘less water available to leak through the ceiling now than there was before I started’. I left the property and returned to my office. Getting out of my car at the office I felt my legs do that ‘tremor’ thing, you know, over-exertion total muscle exhaustion. (Like when you were a kid and someone dared you to do 50 knee bends as fast as you could?).  Mind you this was the first time, (that morning), I felt that way. Each of my trips up and down the attic ladder, flashlight providing the illumination, with 5 gal bucket in one hand, were anything but tremory. In fact, each step I took was very deliberate as I did not underestimate the potential of slipping and falling out of the attic of an empty house.

But as I walked across the parking lot,  I felt like I had run 8 miles. And I laughed (I am, after all, a clark). I laughed because I could see how effectively I limit myself.

Like most Readers, I try to stay healthy. I understand that exercise is a necessary component to a healthy life style and I make periodic efforts, in good faith and with sincere intentions to stay in shape. Nothing unusual there. (And) when I am in exercise mode, I will work hard, striving ‘to feel the burn’, whether it requires 30 minutes on a stationery bike or, of late, my two mile ‘run’, I am trying my best to exercise my muscles. Yet, prior to yesterday, I can’t remember the last time I felt that my legs were made of rubber. Tired out, winded, tight feeling in back of legs, sure, but rubbery? no. Clearly I have been nowhere near the limits of my physical strength/condition/capacity in a long, long time. And I was not aware of it.

That was the insight that made yesterday’s work adventure worthwhile.  What we tell ourselves, about ourselves is, by and large, intended to maintain the status quo. The insidious-ness of this is that not only can I have ‘good intentions’…. (stay healthy-exercise! learn more-study! find romance-take showers!)  but I can ‘take action’… (run 2 miles- boy that was tough! get a B- hey my studying paid off! find true love-I can get used to a person who uses double negatives!).  All without knowing my true capability/capacity/talent really.  Because of the tales we tell ourselves.

 

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FTSF-TWD-(ToCSR) ….yes, it’s also acronym Day!!! (oh, sorry, …it’s AD!)

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

Three Ages Giorgione (Giorgio Barbarelli da Castelfranco)

 

The (non-complete) Sentence Sistas1,234 speak!

 

The hardest part about my day is…”

I’d be more comfortable inferring the difficult part(s) by describing the easy parts. The reason is that, being the Wakefield Doctrine, I feel the need to address how each of the three personality types would respond to this question. (and) the reason I feel that need, is simply that it is a basic tenet of the Doctrine that we all possess the capability to experience the world from the perspective of the three worldviews. (We all live in one of the three worldviews, we are predominately clarks or scotts or rogers. We all retain the capability for the ‘other two’ and some of us have this capability to such an extent that it has an effect on our behavior and perception and actions (you know, our personalities!) we, call these our secondary and tertiary aspects. ex. I am a clark with a significant secondary scottian aspect and a minor rogerian aspect. Pretty simple, isn’t it?)

The (not) hardest part about my day (as a clark is…)

the morning. we like mornings, unless there is some scary thing that has to be done later in the day. we especially enjoy very early mornings…when only the birds and down-shifting trucks on the distant highway can be heard. we like, and therefore the most (not)hard part of the day is before the world/our ‘real’ lives is irrevocably defined…there is hope in the vague light of the dawn hours. we’ll get up way early just for a chance to let our plans out, un-hindered by the realities of the day. we like the morning, it’s the rest of the day that we would like to be different…

The (not) hardest part about my day (as a scott is…)

the night!!!!. we love the night, unless we are being chased by elements of our daytime world. the night and early evening is when everyone else begins to slow down and relax, (like antelope at the little clearing by a river that is otherwise inaccessible, (ya know?).  we spend the daytime actively working hard, finding new ways to get people to do more than they realize they can do, but! (as J. Hendrix sang), ‘when the day melts down into a sleepy red glow, thats when my desires start to show‘  Hey!!  the volume we are heard at may decrease at the end of the daytime hours, but our intensity so does not diminish… come on, lets skip the morning, spend the daytime getting ready and live for the night.  Hey!!

The (not) hardest part about my day (as a roger is…)

why the day (and some of the night). that’s kind of a limiting question, do you think? it’s not that it’s a bad idea! but the way you are framing the question leaves a (little) to be desired, you know? we enjoy each part of the day as what it is. we feel that you are putting un-necessarily arbitrary limits on your own question. during the daytime hours we are busy, a place for everything and idle hands are the devils workshops. the morning really is a time of appreciation for how much good there is in the world, you should try it. the day and late afternoons take care of themselves. the night, they’re fun too, but that’s none of your business. nice list.

Thanks to our friends for giving us a break from the week’s schedule to get out and read all your Posts and such

 

 

 

1) Janine ‘the busy’ who writes at ‘the Mommyholic  and…and! J9Designs

2) Kate ‘the funny one’ who writes the blog that people go to when they need a laugh break  ‘another bottle of Whine’

3) Stephanie… ‘the you-could-accomplish-so-much-if-you-would-slow-down-just-a-little’  her blog is the go to blog for any would be mommy bloggers ‘…For Real’  (yes, you read the superscript correctly, that’s Stephanie for you, always gotta stand out! lol)

4)Dawn  (‘thank god they have you’) other wise your three little friends what have ‘c/o local web police’ as their forwarding emails  who has ‘the Disaster’

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‘Big doins at the Doctrine this Friday!!’ the Wakefield Doctrine (yes, we did use the word ‘doins’ )

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Lets get right to it…( some interesting stuff to read under the vid)

clarks think, scotts act, rogers feel

clarks are Outsiders, scotts are Predators, rogers are Herd Members

clarks are still reading, scotts stopped (while laughing at the previous entry), rogers are beginning to get resentful

clarks are at home in their heads, scotts are at home on the range, rogers dream of rolling, grassy hills

if you are a clark… you could finish writing this Post  and you will smile in admiration and pride* when reading  Cyndi’s Post (this Friday)
if you are a scott… you hope that someone will remind you to stop in Friday and you will read and decide that you like this Cyndi person
if you are a roger…you knew we would be writing something like this and you will know that, with this guest writer, you will be able to have your ideas appreciated.

Friday…8 am  be there or being perceived as being comprised entirely of 90 degree angles and surfaces…yo

* pride in your people, you feel good that you have evidence (and even proof) that clarks can take the dreams in their heads and stand up next to them in public, like unruly puppies walking in the park…

 

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the Wakefield Doctrine’s Saturday Night Drive, look! did you hear something?

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Saturday Night Drive Re-Cap!  (but first, about that last Road Trip…)

Rules Governing Wakefield Doctrine Road Trips

  • you must be going somewhere for another reason, business conference, pre-set sales calls, a visit to your sick aunt Earlene
  • the target destination must be recognizable to most, if not all Readers
  • (most important Rule) you must return before midnight of the day that you would have gotten back anyway
  • there is no minimum time that must be spent in target destination, however long it takes to get a photo and declare ownership by Right of Hat

This last trip I was in Ft Worth Texas (for a Conference) and went home (southern New England) by way of Key West, Florida.  Itinerary: Dallas->Houston->Tampa->Key West  (rental car) -> Ft Lauderdale-> home by 10:00 pm (2 hours to spare!)

Last Night’s Saturday Night Drive was more fun than most…a nearly full-complement of DownSprings! Only one missing was progenitor roger. (…if there are any Readers out there of the rogerian persuasion, write us a Comment, we want you to Call-in next Saturday!! (Mel…. you know you want to). Just let us know of your begrudging interest and, as clarks, we will try way, way too hard to get you on the air.

Last Night’s Topics for Discussion:

  • Jenny’s Conundrum,
  • tomahawks,
  • Summer in Big-Square-States and
  • input from all on the latest chapter of the someday-this-will-be-a-book manuscript. Specifically: Strategies for Workplace Conflicts  very good input from DS#1 and Molly and Ms AKH and glenn. Ms AKH provided the critical scottian ‘contrast’ to the suggested resolutions of the three Scenaria that we are using as a context in the Book.
  • …oh yeah!  we also did a video  that may or may not follow…stay tuned!

On the topic of Jenny’s Conundrum, Molly started to expand on her Comment (at the Post). Mostly focusing on the value of determining the nature of the questions (if any) being put forth by Jenny’s group of clarks, Molly’s suggestion appears to be along the lines of consider the nature of the question and infer the personality type,  (better just go to yesterday’s Post and read it yourself0.  Molly’s Comment was very ‘on the mark’ in that the initial phase of understanding the personality type of person is always to look for ways to infer how that person is relating to the world at large. Do they seem to see the world as ‘outside, apart from (themselves)’ or do they seem on the alert for threats or signs of weakness (in others) or do they seem assured that everything (or most everything) is as it should be? (a clark or a scott or a roger)

…to be cont’d

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