I'm going to take Big Red to California where this guy turns station wagons into convertibles.
Though Barry's idea to inject new life into our tired, old station wagon catches me by surprise, I choose to quiet the complex nature of my emotional reaction and practical rejection of his plan in favor of listening to my son's think tank roll out a mad-capped scheme, which to this teen—whose mind oozes creativity not unlike my own—does not seem off the wall—at least not yet. And while listening attentively, my mind begins to surmise how best to coax Barry's creative, young mind away from spinning day dreams in the clouds back to earth without shooting my son's high flying spirit down.
You can believe me when I say that the character trait, trained to stop parental practicality from pointing out every place that my son's grand idea is full of holes is patience, which I've learned to draw forth in hopes that while listening, my mind will hook onto a line of reasoning that will inspire Barry's think tank to pull his train of thought into a station where a balance between logic and emotion can be stoked with common sense.
BTW this seem a good time to reflect upon my reason for renaming common sense as uncommon sense because so many people fail recognize a need to expand narrow mindsets that concentrate all of their brain's attention upon a limited perspective resulting in no more than one choice—so, if I hope to personify the voice of well balanced reason, it's my responsibility to listen attentively in hopes of redirecting my son's mind toward expanding his line of reasoning to comprehend what we are up against, so that if his mindset switches tracks that choice is clearly of his own accord. Holy cow! Please remember this word that just popped out of my mind: accord—because it's bound to pop up in a post down the road :)
I often wonder if my super long, run on sentences are a source of irritation to your minds. I often wonder if I 'should' break each one into a series of simple thoughts. Each time that choice presents itself to me, I think not for this reason: Each run on sentence is a sample of the kind of open minded, stream of conscious thought processing that takes place inside my head when, though itching to interrupt another person's train of thought with one of my own, I restrain my sense of reactiveness by tightening my hold on comment sense, which suggests that by mustering patience and holding my tongue I'll not further pressurize another person's already tense state of mind. You see, if a well-balanced view of solution seeking is my goal, then discretion in terms of when to hold fast to self restraint and curb my tongue smacks of sound reasoning to me.
If asked if I ever interrupt, I'd say—without a moment's hesitation ... Yes indeed!
If asked when I choose to interrupt I'd say ... thank you for asking such an astute question :)
I offer my mind clearance to interrupt when another person presents the same old train of thought that circles round a fearful track, going no where deeper, better or clearer than before so many times that if I hold my tongue for too long, I'll be sure to lose my mind!! On an up note, I've not lost my mind, yet :)
On occasion when listening to same old-same old frays my nerves until my sense of balance feels close to crazy, here is what generosity of spirit directs me to say:
Unless you are about to tell me something that I've yet to hear, we need a new conversation, because if your mind can't switch tracks from that which we've chewed over, countless times, I'll need to take my mental health elsewhere where both sides of my mind feel free to release frustration in time out.
And in this way do I resist trying to inject more than bite sized portions of common sense into a mind that is not yet ready to stop circling a negative attitude, such as fear ...
When asked if I actually get up and take myself elsewhere to tame frustration
simmering inside, I say, yes, definitely for this reason ... Just as time out works wonders for calming small fry, big fish in small pond need time to calm down and re-evaluate non productive reactions, as well. And speaking from experience, there are times when every mind has need to circle fear—until whatever speaks of deeper truth for that individual rides out on a bright light of insight, resulting in clarity, suggesting that your needs may differ from my own. Example? At a time when I feel a need to connect with independent thought, you may feel the need to heed the herding instinct, suggesting our need to disagree, because deeper truth acknowledges both needs as right and neither wrong.
If asked how often I choose to take time out 'on the spot' in order to keep a problem, which erupts unexpectedly, from escalating to the next level of complexity, causing me to think on my feet, hoping to respond wisely, spontaneously, I'd reply—whenever necessary—because making good use of common sense requires practicing proactive self restraint :)
As I'm not looking to add to the frustration of a mindset that's cycling round a fearful track, I remind myself of this fact: The only mind I can track soulfully, gain control over emotionally and calm enough to sponge up small shots of wisdom, here and there—is my own. And having absorbed that deeper truth as my own, the creative, solution-seeking portion of my mind invented the line of control and the three step problem solving plan, both penned in stories, several weeks ago ...
And having fed me need to say all of that ... back to Barry's plan to drive Big Red to see a guy on the coast, where the blue of the sky dives into the ocean's depths—where a starkly different dimension of life exists as one half of the ecosystem that creates the good health of our planet as a whole, and now that I think about it, diving deeply into the life of the ocean resembles delving into the unexplored depths of the mind ...
Though Barry's idea to inject new life into our tired, old station wagon catches me by surprise, I choose to quiet the complex nature of my emotional reaction and practical rejection of his plan in favor of listening to my son's think tank roll out a mad-capped scheme, which to this teen—whose mind oozes creativity not unlike my own—does not seem off the wall—at least not yet. And while listening attentively, my mind begins to surmise how best to coax Barry's creative, young mind away from spinning day dreams in the clouds back to earth without shooting my son's high flying spirit down.
You can believe me when I say that the character trait, trained to stop parental practicality from pointing out every place that my son's grand idea is full of holes is patience, which I've learned to draw forth in hopes that while listening, my mind will hook onto a line of reasoning that will inspire Barry's think tank to pull his train of thought into a station where a balance between logic and emotion can be stoked with common sense.
BTW this seem a good time to reflect upon my reason for renaming common sense as uncommon sense because so many people fail recognize a need to expand narrow mindsets that concentrate all of their brain's attention upon a limited perspective resulting in no more than one choice—so, if I hope to personify the voice of well balanced reason, it's my responsibility to listen attentively in hopes of redirecting my son's mind toward expanding his line of reasoning to comprehend what we are up against, so that if his mindset switches tracks that choice is clearly of his own accord. Holy cow! Please remember this word that just popped out of my mind: accord—because it's bound to pop up in a post down the road :)
I often wonder if my super long, run on sentences are a source of irritation to your minds. I often wonder if I 'should' break each one into a series of simple thoughts. Each time that choice presents itself to me, I think not for this reason: Each run on sentence is a sample of the kind of open minded, stream of conscious thought processing that takes place inside my head when, though itching to interrupt another person's train of thought with one of my own, I restrain my sense of reactiveness by tightening my hold on comment sense, which suggests that by mustering patience and holding my tongue I'll not further pressurize another person's already tense state of mind. You see, if a well-balanced view of solution seeking is my goal, then discretion in terms of when to hold fast to self restraint and curb my tongue smacks of sound reasoning to me.
If asked if I ever interrupt, I'd say—without a moment's hesitation ... Yes indeed!
If asked when I choose to interrupt I'd say ... thank you for asking such an astute question :)
I offer my mind clearance to interrupt when another person presents the same old train of thought that circles round a fearful track, going no where deeper, better or clearer than before so many times that if I hold my tongue for too long, I'll be sure to lose my mind!! On an up note, I've not lost my mind, yet :)
On occasion when listening to same old-same old frays my nerves until my sense of balance feels close to crazy, here is what generosity of spirit directs me to say:
Unless you are about to tell me something that I've yet to hear, we need a new conversation, because if your mind can't switch tracks from that which we've chewed over, countless times, I'll need to take my mental health elsewhere where both sides of my mind feel free to release frustration in time out.
And in this way do I resist trying to inject more than bite sized portions of common sense into a mind that is not yet ready to stop circling a negative attitude, such as fear ...
When asked if I actually get up and take myself elsewhere to tame frustration
simmering inside, I say, yes, definitely for this reason ... Just as time out works wonders for calming small fry, big fish in small pond need time to calm down and re-evaluate non productive reactions, as well. And speaking from experience, there are times when every mind has need to circle fear—until whatever speaks of deeper truth for that individual rides out on a bright light of insight, resulting in clarity, suggesting that your needs may differ from my own. Example? At a time when I feel a need to connect with independent thought, you may feel the need to heed the herding instinct, suggesting our need to disagree, because deeper truth acknowledges both needs as right and neither wrong.
If asked how often I choose to take time out 'on the spot' in order to keep a problem, which erupts unexpectedly, from escalating to the next level of complexity, causing me to think on my feet, hoping to respond wisely, spontaneously, I'd reply—whenever necessary—because making good use of common sense requires practicing proactive self restraint :)
As I'm not looking to add to the frustration of a mindset that's cycling round a fearful track, I remind myself of this fact: The only mind I can track soulfully, gain control over emotionally and calm enough to sponge up small shots of wisdom, here and there—is my own. And having absorbed that deeper truth as my own, the creative, solution-seeking portion of my mind invented the line of control and the three step problem solving plan, both penned in stories, several weeks ago ...
And having fed me need to say all of that ... back to Barry's plan to drive Big Red to see a guy on the coast, where the blue of the sky dives into the ocean's depths—where a starkly different dimension of life exists as one half of the ecosystem that creates the good health of our planet as a whole, and now that I think about it, diving deeply into the life of the ocean resembles delving into the unexplored depths of the mind ...
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