Create a personal dialogue with your environment. Talk to it. What are the responses?

Based on exercises in Keri Smith’s “How to be an Explorer of the World”. See http://kerismith.com.

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Submitted by Bill Smith

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Time of Change

Written by oildrop on October 6, 2013 4:23 pm
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The weather is changing and the air is cooler.
Grass I look at you and see you notice the change too.
What do you feel as you prepare for this new season?


To tend my planet . . .

Written by Cris Crissman @Cris2B on October 3, 2013 11:50 pm
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Every night I look up at the sky and ask: “Has the sheep eaten the flower or not?”

Because everything changes depending on the answer.

paraphrased from Antoine De Saint-Exupery’s The Little Prince


If Stairs Could Talk, They Could Be a True Friend

Written by @iamTalkyTina on October 3, 2013 11:49 pm
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If stairs could talk, they could be a True Friend.

Like if you needed to know if someone was a True Friend, you could have them stand with you at the top of stairs. And then, the stairs could talk and say if they were True Friend or not.

A True Friend can always tell you if someone else is a True Friend. So, if stairs where a True Friend, then you could have a Stairs Test.

People standing with you at the top of the stairs would be there, and then the stairs would say whether the people were a True Friend or not. If they WERE a True Friend, then it would be good.

And if not, then … well, — you know!

So that is why I think it would be good if stairs could be a True Friend.

Plus, a True Friend always keeps your secrets, too!


Musing about Shadows

Written by Rhonda Jessen on October 3, 2013 10:10 pm
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What is with the clouds and the rain all of a sudden. Where is the sun? Don’t get me wrong, I do appreciate that it hasn’t frosted or snowed yet.
But there are no shadows on the streets. I picked shadows for his month’s photo theme because I have seen so many fantastic shadows lately. Then boom, as soon as October starts the sun is gone and so are the shadows.

/Peace. There are shadows other places. See how strongly the light is cast from that light fixture, there are shadows /below it.
/Look at the different strength the light has over here beside this building compared to over there on the sidewalk.

Can reflections in puddles have shadows?
Shadows are contrast, difference, saturation.

/See, shadows are everywhere.

Now also in the bright evening light cast through the shades in my bedroom windows.
That bit of darkness behind these trees.

The wind rustles, and shadows swirl reminding that shadows are also transformation and impermanence.


So, Tree

Written by @dogtrax on October 3, 2013 8:23 pm
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“Tree?”
Silence.
“Tree?”
Silence.
“TREE!”
“What?”
“I just want to make sure you are still alive.”
“Yep.”
“Need more water?”
“Yep.”
“Now, listen. I know we just planted you and Autumn is here. Don’t die on me, man.”
“First of all, I am a tree. Not a man. Second of all, I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. I just got here.”
“Good. Now, do you need that drink?”
“Yep.”
“Me, too.”


Canon ImageRunner printer compared to a Piano

Written by Bill Smith @byzantiumbooks on October 3, 2013 2:57 pm
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As I was about my business in the environment where I “work” I needed to make some copies. I asked the copier if it could tell me anything and this is what it said:

Beep boop, crunch
Beep boop, crunch
Beep boop, crunch

This voice came from the copy output unit and didn’t stop until all the copies were output.

In the meantime, the paper feed unit kept up a regular rhythm of “chugga chugga chugga” until the last paper was fed.

Once the printing was done, the printer wound down with a “WHIRRRrrrr…”.

As I was listening, my mind tended to wander, as it tends to, and ruminate about my wife’s piano playing (and I assume by extension, all piano players’ playing). She can keep a steady rhythm with her left hand down in the bass range, while her right hand plays a more complicated melody line. She told me the other day that she even plays different timings with different fingers of the same hand! And uses her left hand to jump over and supplement the right, but continue with the rhythm anyway. Very complicated!

So this is what you can learn by listening to the things in your environment.

By the way, if you call a single pianist playing “solo” and two pianists playing “duet” or “piano four hands”, and several pianists all playing at once a “monster concert”, what would you call all the pianists who happen to be playing anywhere on earth at any given moment?


Barmy

Written by karenatsharon on October 3, 2013 12:58 pm
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Am I barmy because I talk to my dog and he answers with licks, wags and barks? Am I barmy because I talk to my plants and tell them how beautiful they are and they reward me with a profusion of blooms, green leaves and a heavenly scent? Am I barmy because I listen to the wood ducks whistle and chuff and I laugh and smile because I love the sound? And I thank them? Am I barmy because I talk to the frogs hiding from the bright light of the fall sun and tell them I won’t hurt them as I work in my garden? They don’t believe me and hop away. Perhaps they think I am mad. Am I barmy when I stretch my arms to the bright light of the sun and feel the wind tug my hair and give thanks that I am alive to see the rippling water and swaying trees?
I am only barmy if I don’t.


Song by Spike Milligan

Written by Spotty Minnie Bannister on October 3, 2013 10:40 am
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“I talk to the trees,
That’s why they put me away”.