Yep, instead of getting rid of that Facebook addiction, I'm starting a new one. I think I may wait until somebody besides Mary comments on this blog, before posting a new one. Maybe I will, and maybe I won't.
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ReplyDeleteYes, absolutely! Ask any question, and I will practice on being pithy, and not digressing. This will help tremendously with my listening skills. If I am answering a question from you, for instance, what time is it? I will try not to tell you how to build a watch. This way, I can practice simply replying to the question at hand. Then, integrate this behavior in a social setting, without coming off as a person who can not let anybody get a word in edgewise. See what I'm saying? I want to not only converse, but I want to learn to listen to what I'm asked, and by me posing questions in return, it may soon become second nature to me, and I will not be the only one who talks during a conversation. This comes from having been practically a recluse and forgetting how the give and take in a conversation actually works. I'm hopeful that this will help with the pressured speech (a term used in Bipolar disorder, when the person with the disorder simply cannot wait for an opportunity to chime in, interrupting the person trying to talk. It's embarrassing to me, and I'd like to stop doing it. I know that I can re-lean how to do this give and take in a conversation. Yes, it is possible!
ReplyDeleteHad a lovely time getting to know Jim's mom and dad yesterday. Jim's dad is a very talented photographer, and very soft-spoken. It turns out that Jim's mom knew my Dad and his brothers when she was a little girl. I invited her to come to our house, and Jim told me that he was surprised when she said yes. He said she did not usually take to folks that easily, and that she usually got along with Marys, so that was probably it. Anyway, when we returned to their home, she showed me some art given to her by her grandsons. The first one was a water color study of Ernie, yes THAT Ernie (Sesame Street), done by her twenty-three year-old grandson. The detail necessary to achieve that degree of clarity was amazing. Water color is a difficult medium to control, and although I have had some success with it, I tend to do mostly pastels. The second piece, done by her twenty-three year grandson was a sketch which required some deep thinking. Hidden in the roots (a study of roots, as in ancestry as well as literal roots, as in the roots of a tree) Intricately executed, there were words at the bottom of the roots. If you didn't look closely you would not have noted the message underlying the words he'd drawn. You are the roots. The word, "you" was cleverly hidden in the roots, but it was apparent once I read "are the roots", that he had meant to obscure the word, "you". Mr. Miyagishima, got up from where he sat and came over to get a closer look at what I was describing as a profound message. I said, you see what he's saying? I explained. The roots were ancestral, and the meaning could be interpreted in how one see's our role in life. To me, it displayed the anguished souls, crying out to their roots, the ancestors to lend a hand in this thing we call life.
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