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Wednesday Warm-up.

Zoe, she hosts a bloghop called ‘Six Sentence Story‘. A new prompt word is provided each and every week. Everyone is invited (yes, that means you) to write a little story using, in some manner or another, the week’s prompt word. By ‘little’ she means six sentences in total (and absolute) length.

You really should try it. It’s fun and satisfying (when you finally count the ‘periods’ seven or eight times) and hit publish. Come on down.

This week the word is ‘MINE’.

In the seat next to mine, the old man’s eyes seemed to sparkle for an instant, then dim as his eyelids moved downwards, like sunset on a sideways planet. Across the aisle, a young couple smiled at each other, sharing a look that was both lifeline and desperately frantic waving for help as they settled back into the cheap-furniture fabric of their seats, now firmly locked in their upright position. The landing gear began reaching towards the Earth, giving rise to an oddly guttural sound that inspired unease in all but infants, zen masters and the terminally ill; what was arguably the oldest of man’s spiritual ceremonies began in earnest.

Airliners, for all of their solid-state, high-tech operating systems, do not always make the transformation from magical flying ship to everyday, rolling-over-tar vehicle smoothly; sometimes they bounce, rubber feet squealing in fear.

As surely as the lightning spoke of death and power to the Neolithic congregation, huddled under the protection of low, tree branches, the contest between man’s ingenuity and Nature was both a challenge and a prayer; the first by the near limitless ego of the species, the second by the solitary person trying to believe in life everlasting.

“Thank you, watch your step,” the priestess offered the ritual blessing for a continued life following the pneumatic benediction as the metal retracted and a brightly lit tunnel opened up on yet another world.

 

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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!)

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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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