The earth can’t contain the spirit of those blessed people who have left us. Floral coverings and mountain peaks remind us that they are still radiating their joy and love.

The earth can’t contain the spirit of those blessed people who have left us.
Floral coverings and mountain peaks remind us that they are still radiating their joy and love.

I miss my friends, especially those I will never see again on this earth.
Winter is bleaker for it.

Some people are radiant.
They give off warmth and light and joie de vivre.
And yet they, too, pass.
And yet it doesn’t seem that the ground can contain them.
Their radiance must affect the earth.

Am thinking: that that hillside festooned with flowers, that massive mountain reaching into the stratosphere, its snow and ice-covered peaks radiating light, surely derive their beauty from the beautiful human beings lying within the earth, still improving nature’s lot.
Bringing joy to the rest of us, the drab, the stern, the unsmiling.

267 posts to date. The 5.34% mark of my commitment. A different way of looking at the passage of time: a 13.69-year calendar.  We’re checking off our winter calendar. Soon enough this blog’s 43-day winter will be past, a long-stride towards out 5,000 posts.  We count by posts, 5,000 being the number that on the day of the start of the blog seemed safe to predict. Still does.  Five thousand. So far away.  And yet I clearly hear: Tick Tock. Translation: Enjoy as much of the winter as we can.

267 posts to date.
The 5.34% mark of my commitment.
A different way of looking at the passage of time: a 13.69-year calendar.

We’re checking off our winter calendar.
Soon enough this blog’s 43-day winter will be past, a long-stride towards out 5,000 posts.

We count by posts, 5,000 being the number that on the day of the start of the blog seemed safe to predict.
Still does.
Five thousand.
So far away.

And yet I clearly hear:
Tick Tock.
Translation: Enjoy as much of the winter as we can.

__________________________________Tagging Today
Friday, January 4, 2019
My 267th consecutive posting, committed to 5,000.
Time is 12.01am.
On Friday, Boston’s temperature will reach a high of 46* with a few clouds.
Wind gusts.
The terrific weather continues as winter ticks away.

Dinner is Roast Chicken with a new take on slow-roasting which I’ll explain if it’s successful.








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Question of the Day:
What is our sub-conscious?

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This role made Burt Reynolds a star.

This role made Burt Reynolds a star.

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Short Takes:

Deliverance is a 1972 American thriller film produced and directed by John Boorman, and starring Jon Voight, Burt Reynolds, Ned Beatty and Ronny Cox, with the latter two making their feature film debuts.

The film is based on the 1970 novel of the same name by author James Dickey, a celebrated poet who has a small role in the film as the sheriff, and who wrote the screenplay (uncredited).
The film was a critical success, earning three Oscar nominations and five Golden Globe Award nominations.

Widely acclaimed as a landmark picture, the film is noted for a music scene near the beginning, with one of the city men playing "Dueling Banjos" on guitar with a banjo-strumming country boy, and for its visceral and notorious male rape scene.
In 2008, Deliverance was selected for preservation in the United States National Film Registry by the Library of Congress as being "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant."

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From Tommie, re the recent Poison Ivy Posting.

Poison Ivy  - is there a song to go with this?
Don and I were canoeing down the Edisto River in the Low country of South Carolina on April 1, if I remember accurately - which may not be the case!

It was the first canoe trip of the spring.
We had never canoed - much less on a black water river on the cusp of spring.
We were white-water rafters and full of confidence and arrogance.
Our neighbors and friends from college had gone with us on a previous trip to the Chattooga River, Section 4 (remember Deliverance?) where there was an 8-foot fall.
This was their return volley.

With the Ft. Jackson Canoe Club we are on a trip of destiny . . . destiny with poison ivy.
The guide warned us about being complacent and backing up to the deadly plant all along the bank of the river.
Little did we know that the plant not only is ubiquitous along the banks, but grows profusely under water.
We flipped over while standing as sentinels to another couple who had flipped over.
The water was icy.

Once on board, I took off layers of clothing including my new New Balance running shoes. . . and my sweaters. . . and. . . I did have on a bathing suit.
I put them out to dry over our canoe.

Arrogance abounds. 
Down the river, we flipped over a second time - this time all of my precious shoes and J Jill sweaters went down stream as I am swimming to try to catch my shoes in the black, murky cypress water.
I caught one.

The first time we flipped over was my fault.
We had drifted toward the bank while waiting for our friends to regroup.
I jerked when I felt a leaf on my back - the great poison ivy.
The second time we flipped we were on a log across the river and to tell you the truth, I don't know what happened.
At one point, my steadfast, cool husband was in praying mantis mode.
I starkly said, "What in the hell are you doing?"
He replied in quiet starkness, "I am praying for helicopters."
He had been in Viet Nam as had his friend, Col Harold Ericksen who was laughing all the way. 

All I know is that I ended up with no clothes except my swim suit and a borrowed t shirt. . . no shoes. Went to a local gas station once we escaped from the river, and bought a plastic jug of wine and drank most of it.
Got home and was covered in poison ivy. . . all over my body. I missed a week out of work. . . and with doctor's bills to boot.

At least it is a good story. . . it was fun and a trip for the memory of old people.

Web Meister Responds:
That is a great story, more enjoyable in its retelling than living through it.
BTW: In the movie, Burt Reynolds canoed over a 90-foot falls, emerging alive but injured with a “Never again” comment.
BTW for our younger readers: The song, Poison Ivy, sung by the Coasters, an early rock n roll group with a slew of hit songs, many of them gimmicky. 

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Answer to Question:
What is our sub-conscious?

In psychology, the word subconscious is the part of consciousness that is not currently in focal awareness.
The word "subconscious" represents an anglicized version of the French subconscient as coined by the psychologist Pierre Janet (1859–1947), who argued that underneath the layers of critical-thought functions of the conscious mind lay a powerful awareness that he called the subconscious mind.

The idea of the subconscious as a powerful or potent agency has allowed the term to become prominent in New Age and self-help literature, in which investigating or controlling its supposed knowledge or power is seen as advantageous.

In the New Age community, techniques such as autosuggestion and affirmations are believed to harness the power of the subconscious to influence a person's life and real-world outcomes, even curing sickness.
Skeptical Inquirer magazine criticized the lack of falsifiability and testability of these claims.
Physicist Ali Alousi, for instance, criticized it as unmeasurable and questioned the likelihood that thoughts can affect anything outside the head.
In addition, critics have asserted that the evidence provided is usually anecdotal and that, because of the self-selecting nature of the positive reports, as well as the subjective nature of any results, these reports are susceptible to confirmation bias and selection bias.

Psychologists and psychiatrists use the term "unconscious" in traditional practices, where metaphysical and New Age literature, often use the term subconscious.
It should not, however, be inferred that the concept of the unconscious and the New Age concept of the subconscious are precisely equivalent, even though they both warrant consideration of mental processes of the brain.
Psychologists and psychiatrists take a much more limited view of the capabilities of the unconscious than are represented by New Age depiction of the subconscious.

Deliverance is a movie with a male-rape scene in it. My mace is ever at the ready.

Deliverance is a movie with a male-rape scene in it.
My mace is ever at the ready.

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Good morning on this 4th of January.
We theorized that our fine people who have passed still impact our lives through nature.
We had a new add to our time section.
We have a new thought on slow-roasting, still in the experimental stage.
We read something about the movie, ‘Deliverance,’ and we were entertained by Tommie Toner.
And we read a bit on the sub-conscious.

Che vuoi? Le pocketbook?


See you soon.

Love

Dom