1997/10/20  18:57  
 kundalini-l-d Digest V97 #530 
  
kundalini-l-d Digest				Volume 97 : Issue 530
 
Today's Topics: 
  Re: outside 
  Re: A question about a change for the worse 
  The Cartesian Dirt 
  Re: Query about Descartes 
  Re: outside 
  Re: kundalini-l-d Digest V97 #529 
  Re: Mailing list 
  PLEASE REMOVE FROM MAILING LIST ! 
  REMOVE FROM AUTOMATED MAIL LIST 
  Commanding Self 
  dfa 
  fw:Information Please 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 14:40:32 
From: Mystress Angelique Serpent <mistressATnospamdomin8rex.com> 
To: madammumATnospamptialaska.net 
Cc: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: Re: outside 
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  To Quote Richard Bach at ya  
  "If your happiness depends on what someone else does, then I guess you do 
have a problem.." 
  That might sound cruel at first, but it really isn't, coz We choose our 
feelings, not another. Blaming another for how you feel is a dead end 
road.. it is not responsible. 
   I think of reponse-able.. able to respond.. thought and decision is 
involved.  
  ... as opposed to reacting. Re-acting= repeating back the actions seen. 
Acting again the same ineffective way. Monkey see, monkey do..
 
  If someone is beng cruel to me, I can choose from several responses.  
  I can feel hurt and react with more hurt.  
  I can point out hurtfullness and respond to correct it, try to change 
another.. hopeless.  
  I can decide inside myself that they are not meaning to be cruel, and 
perhaps they have PMS or something, and choose to offer them kindness in 
response, and not take their expressions personally.. but rather as a 
measure of their present state. I can even offer to take on more of their 
cranky energy, so they can relaease it and perhaps feel better.. and let 
thier stuff release, flow thru me without catching..  
  Like, "you seem really cranky today, what's up with u?"  ready to listen..  
   
  The choice I make, will be largely dependent on how well I am taking care 
of myself.  
  If my energy is good and clear, I have taken the time to ground myself 
and moderate my decisions and responses with spirit.... the negativity of 
another will pass thru me quickly harmlessly without finding snags of like 
energy to bind with.  
  If my energy is low, I am out of touch with Spirit and not grounded, the 
negative energy coming at me will spark fire to the negative energy inside 
me, the result is conflagration. will it become firestorm contagious? Will 
it burn down so I can read the truth of it in the ashes?  
   You cannot change anybody but yerself.. but within you is the whole 
world. The only way to change the experience of the world that you are 
getting, is to change yourself.
 
  One thing I do sometimes, it to put myself in an excellent mood with 
meditation.. everytime something that might set me off comes up, a message 
comes from within: 
  Is this crap more important to me than my happiness and connection to 
Divinity?  
  If I decide it isn't, I'll start using my creativity positively, to give 
myself reasons not to take it personally. If I am in a low energy state, I 
will, with equally endless creativity, come up with reasons to feel hurt, 
instead.  
  One thing I know about you, Valerian, is that you are very creative.  
 
  I tend to be straightforward saggitarian.. we offend by accident alla the 
time.. we expect that folks will understand that we are good natured beings 
that do not seek to harm. I spent years as a hairstylist to learn tact.. 
haha ..
 
  I saw my Mom for the first time in years, a few years ago, first thing I 
said spontaneously was  "Hi Mom. Where did you get that awful coat?"  
  She had made the coat, and was upset.. it was awful, plain as chairman 
mao, and made her look big as a cow,.. but I love my Ma, and was really 
happy to see her.. and I did not understand my spontaneous communication, 
myself.. and was just as upset a few minutes later when she went into her 
usual spiel about me being too thin and too kinky.. 
  
 my dear younger brother is also saggitarian, and a contractor. 
  He saw me for the first time in years, a few years ago, first thing he 
said was  "Hiya sis.. hey, you've been putting some lard on, eh?" 
 
  Then of course there was my german lover.. what an incredibly tumultous 
time that was!! Oy.. messy .. and I learned so much from him !!! I am 
partly of German descent, thru Mom.. and I finally understood my family and 
myself a whole lot better. 
  Goddess kept us bonded closely for the two years battle it took, to get 
over over his verbally abusive communication style, and it's stress effect 
on my excema and allergies. Near the end of it, a breakthru.. helped by a 
book on verbal abuse defense strategies.. it outlined the whole dynamic.  
  It turned out, he had never really understood what the heck I meant by 
verbal abuse.. could not understand why I took his bitching so personally. 
A german woman wouldn't have..  
  When I learned to stop reacting, he suddenly could see what I meant! Then 
he could begin to understand how his power to have negative effect, which 
he was secretly proud of, as it made him feel powerful when he was feeling 
weak.. was doing harm, by the feedback effect of hostility on health. It 
was no longer a powerful strategy, when I no longer gave it power over 
emotions, my sense of self. 
 
  Germans show love by criticism. It is how they say "I see you, and I care 
about your welfare. I am going to point out all of your problems for you, 
to be sure you don't trip over them. If I did not love you, I would not 
bother to do this. I would stand back smirking and watch you crash. An 
enemy would encourage you to foolishness." 
 
  Thus, the Germans build a great Mercedes, everything that could go wrong 
has been taken care of.  Uh, they used a similar rationale with the 
holocaust. 8(  
 Focusing on "problems" manifests them bigger.  
  I still love him so, he taught me something so valuable.. to look past 
the bitching to the love I know is inside, and to speak to that love.. to 
say.. "look again, life is beautiful." Instead of wallowing in agony at the 
arrows I percieved slung in my direction, and having no comfort left to 
offer. Years have passed, and he has grown into such positive energy, now 
he finds impatience with the Canadians who are bitching about their lot.. 
LOL!! :)  
  He always said: "be happy when it rains..  if you are not happy.. it 
comes rain anyway." Very cute accent, soft, of the wine country..  
  The Germans also say to each other, "Be happy you can bitch. A dead man 
is silent." So, if someone is not complaining, they are percieved as dying. 
It is a cause for concern! They are a strong people, they have learned to 
take comfort in harshness.  
  Even German Santa Klaus, carries a stick to beat the bad children with.. 
I got sooo angry, when I found that out!! Child abuse sanctioned by Santa 
Claus!! Aaaahh!! 
  My anger was my own stuff. Yukteswar's cane, and Santa's birch, and my 
stocks and whips.. the loving intent, is the important thing. When I reach 
for trust in love, anger fades. 
  
  When Mom gave me her opinions on how I oughta be, I used to be offended 
that she did not think me good enough as I am. I percieved her opinions as 
thorns to my deficiencies as a daughter.  
  Now I realize, she gives me these opinions becuase she thinks that that 
is what good Mothers do.. she is doing it to maintain her image of herself 
as a good Mom! As she learned from her german born parents. It really has 
little to do with me, and much more to do with her own guilt feelings that 
she was not a good mom, and so has to keep at it till she gets it right..:)! 
  So instead of retorting in kind.. I respond to the underlying message. 
  I thank her for her opinions, and tell her I love her but as I am now a 
woman grown, I am going to do and be exactly as I think best for myself.  
  I tell her that she did a good job of raising me, and now she has to 
trust to that, and allow me to live my own life. It is working. 
 
  So, I guess to answer your question, nothing is transferred.. it is not 
about changing anyone else. Agape is there all along, in every being.. but 
sometimes it takes German creativity, to percieve it under the layers of 
fear stuff. 
  Your choice, to see it there, in the expressions and beingness of your 
fellow humans, or not. You decide how to percieve your reality.  
  Your quote from the boxer said it.. 
 
 "...still a man she hears what she wants to hear, & disregards the 
rest...lye-la-lye, lye-la-lye-lye-lye-la-lye, lie-la-lie, lie-la-lie lie 
lie la lie lalalalalie!"
 
  So I must wonder.. why are you choosing to hear the negative, and 
disregard the rest? You accept that a cat may be cruel to a mouse, that is 
it's nature.. it is in the nature of humans, too.. 
 
  The answer is is there, in the song, too.. 
 
  "In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade, and she 
carries a reminder, of every blow that laid her down or cut him till he 
cried out, in her anger and his pain, "I am leaving, I am leaving", but the 
fighter still remains, do do doo do do do. Hmmm hmm hmmmh mmm .
 
  He remains because he must, if she would continue to define himself as a 
fighter. She feels himself defined by her scars.. we all carry scars, that 
we feel define who we are.. yet who we are is so much more than that!!! The 
scars do not affect the spirit that is having the human experience.  
  By holding allegiance to our scars, we stay limited by the bounds of the 
arena where we obtained them. 3d reality. The fighter is blinkered in a 3d 
duality framework. The binary switch is fighter-or-nothing. The scars have 
become the total focus of self.. yet they are truly only incidental to the 
self of All that Is, that can only be discovered, by stepping out of the 
arena boundaries and risking being not.  
  You choose to define "friends" as those who pay attention to the scars, 
offering sympathy.  
  I define "friendship", as the people who see me, in my limitless Goddess 
potential, the truth of myself beyond the scars that shaped me, 
incidentally in this lifetime.  
  Yet, in hearing the song, I see the beauty in the Boxer and her scars, 
and the valiant beauty of each human who keeps fighting needlessly, to 
maintain the precious position in the arena, to maintain the value in the 
scars, weeping over spilled blood.  
  This is taking me in mind of a left turn, which will be a separate post. 
Scars are beautiful. They are mementos of human experiences.  
  Blessed be! Mystress.
 
At 21:22 19/10/97 -0800, valerian wrote: 
>somewhere, my deepest impression of *human nature* is akin to the phil 
>ochs version of "...and i'm sure it doesn't interest anybody outside a 
>close circle of friends..." 
>i love god/ess & every part of nature all alone, but seemingly can never 
>trust another human to be predictably kind. 
>how does one transfer *agape* to include other homo sapiens? 
>v 
>********************* 
>valerie cooper 
>http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/7982/index.html 
> 
>
 
Mystress Angelique Serpent,  
  Dominant Experiential Facilitator. 
Website= http://www.domin8rex.com/serpent 
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   different speeds. A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing. 
   -- Clive James  
 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ 
 Vancouver, B.C., Canada. Officially the most beautiful city in the world. 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 21:06:17 -0700 
From: E Jason <vv60ATnospamdial.pipex.com> 
To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: Re: A question about a change for the worse 
Message-ID: <344C2A39.A12ATnospamdial.pipex.com> 
 
Joseph Miller wrote:
 
> My point is real and so is my summarizing question: 
>  
>        "When did bad manners become an act of kindness?"
 
Shock teaching methods (including abuse) are employed by a variety of people from Zen  
Buddhists to Sufis using Malamati techniques. Shadow will tell you of a Sri Lankan  
SatGuru who has trained many Gurus famous in the West who regularly abuses would be  
devotees. They come to him with problems and he tells them to 'F*** off'. He says he did  
not become enlightened so as to solve others problems but to overcome his own. The  
author of the Karma Sutra (a Holy Man) was reknowned for his hot 'temper'. Many  
Tantrikas and Sadhus are extremely fierce and 'abusive'. 
-------------------- 
This is from the first page of my Web Site:
 
In order for people to see themselves - you must draw their nature out of them. By  
challenging their very deep held beliefs you will force a reaction. If people are able  
to develop the dispassion needed to see what they are like they may then see the need to  
improve. Such a dangerous way of working has inherent dangers but is very powerful in  
its capacity for growth and learning. Some people will engage in the reaction rather  
than in observing the process. 
-------------------------------
 
Now the question is who is able or capable of behaving in such a way? Only if your ego  
is sufficiently removed from a personal interaction can you work in such a way. It will  
not be understood by the majority of people who will think less of you. However not all  
of us require a reputation for being 'polite'.  
On the whole it is considered that polite, kind courteous behaviour is the ideal to aim  
for. Bad manners are usually unacceptable. Losing ones temper or becoming irritable or  
abusive is usually indicative of spiritual immaturity.  
You will find examples of shock teaching methods as used by Omar Kayam (the Sufi poet)  
in the book Learning How to Learn by Idries Shah.
 
Most Kind Regards 
Lobster 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 18:04:05 -0400 (EDT) 
From: BedawnedATnospamaol.com 
To: iriATnospamivyrealty.com, kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: The Cartesian Dirt 
Message-ID: <971020180004_1368668796ATnospamemout08.mail.aol.com>
 
Rene DesCartes is regarded as the father of modern philosophy.  His most 
noted effort is a short collection of meditations, Meditations on the First 
Philosophy.  In sum, he lays a foundation for pursuing an adequate 
epistemology though his conclusion, however ingrained even in our modern 
psyche--I think; therefore, I am--didn't answer the question asked by 
epistemologically minded, that is how do we know what we know.  DesCartes 
determined in his first meditation that ALL is dubitable simply because we 
could wake up from whatever experience we think we're gathering information 
on and discover we were merely dreaming.
 
DesCartes' work on the Copernican hypothesis in, Le Monde, was withdrawn for 
publication because of the 1633 Inquisition's condemnation of Galileo.
 
DesCartes reveled in the sciences and mathematics because it was one place 
where he could actually find "certainty."
 
In the first meditation in Meditations on First Philosophy, Descartes 
discusses God quite a bit.  I recommend your friend's daughter read it.  It's 
indubitably available at any public library. :)
 
Cartesianally challenged, Melissa 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 18:31:44 -0400 (EDT) 
From: TRAITEUSSEATnospamaol.com 
To: iriATnospamivyrealty.com 
cc: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: Re: Query about Descartes 
Message-ID: <971020181212_1310906544ATnospamemout06.mail.aol.com>
 
In a message dated 97-10-20 17:05:38 EDT, you write:
 
<< From:	iriATnospamivyrealty.com (iri) 
 To:	kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
  
 The daughter of a friend of mine has to research Descartes' views of G-D.  
 Does anybody have any information on this topic? I would like to pass on the 
 information to her. She does not have web access,so I can not suggest to her 
 to search the web. 
  
 Your help will be appreciated, I am sure >>
 
Her local library will be full of information and the librarians will be glad 
to help her find the books.   
 
TraiteusseATnospamaol.com 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 19:08:41 -0400 
From: "F. Drew Leyda" <leydaATnospamvalunet.com> 
To: <madammumATnospamptialaska.net>, 
 "Mystress Angelique Serpent" <mistressATnospamdomin8rex.com> 
Cc: <kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com> 
Subject: Re: outside 
Message-Id: <9710210157.AA23636ATnospamns.valunet.com> 
 
>********* 
***************** 
>   "In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade, and she 
> carries a reminder, of every blow that laid her down or cut him till he 
> cried out, in her anger and his pain, "I am leaving, I am leaving", but 
the 
> fighter still remains, do do doo do do do. Hmmm hmm hmmm mmm . 
********** 
********
 
Valerie:
 
This is all well and good and brave BUT boxers fight people in the same 
weight class and there are judges and a referee. 
On the street there is usually neither, if you think you are over matched, 
GET OUT,  rest up, and then decided your next move. 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 16:20:15 -0700 
From: iri <iriATnospamivyrealty.com> 
To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: Re: kundalini-l-d Digest V97 #529 
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>Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 13:41:44 -0500 
>From: MrNamasteATnospamwebtv.net (MrNamaste) 
>To: indraATnospamsmartt.com, kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
>Subject: Re: PLEASE READ 
>Message-Id: <199710201841.LAA06249ATnospammailtod-1.alma.webtv.net> 
>
> 
> 
>INDRA ---- Hi, there! 
> 
>MrNamaste needs to be "reincarnated"  --- I'm gonna set up a different 
>account with a different name ----SNIP------------
 
looking forward to seeing you publish again under your re-incarnated name  
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 15:45:09 
From: Mystress Angelique Serpent <mistressATnospamdomin8rex.com> 
To: "Shaillee Juneja" <sjunejaATnospamhotmail.com> 
Cc: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: Re: Mailing list 
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At 12:21 20/10/97 PDT, Shaillee Juneja wrote: 
>I have send this message couple of times earlier too. 
> 
>Please remove my name from the mailing list. I do not want these mails. 
> 
>Many thanks, 
>Shaillee Juneja
 
  To Shaillee and others seeking to unsubscribe.  
  When you subscribed yourself, you did so using an automatic system. That 
system also sent you a page of instructions on how to unsubscribe yourself, 
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OK, the instructions are repeated in my sig, below. verrry easy 
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  Posting to the list, asking to be unsubbed, helps nothing. Wastes 
bandwidth. Posting to me, asking to be unsubbed, will usually get you 
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  Coz, frankly, you subscribed yourself, and you can unsubscribe yourself.  
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  All they have to do, is send a post to the correct address with 
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  They are a nuisance, so I unsub them, .. and having to spend my time 
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Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 19:40:01 -0400 (EDT) 
From: LilBitBitATnospamaol.com 
To: sjunejaATnospamhotmail.com, kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: PLEASE REMOVE FROM MAILING LIST ! 
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In a message dated 97-10-20 15:22:37 EDT, you write: 
<< Subj:	 Mailing list 
Date:	97-10-20 15:22:37 EDT 
From:	sjunejaATnospamhotmail.com (Shaillee Juneja) 
To:	kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
 
I have send this message MANY of times. 
Please remove 
 
sjunejaATnospamhotmail.com (Shaillee Juneja) and 
 
LilbitbitATnospamaol.com
 
from the mailing list. We do not want these mails.Many thanks, Shaillee 
Juneja >>
 
Shaillee,
 
I sent you a copy for your convenience...I'm trying to get my name removed as 
well!
 
Laura 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 19:49:25 -0400 (EDT) 
From: LilBitBitATnospamaol.com 
To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: REMOVE FROM AUTOMATED MAIL LIST 
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THANK YOU  
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 23:04:07 -0700 
From: E Jason <vv60ATnospamdial.pipex.com> 
To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: Commanding Self 
Message-ID: <344C45D7.91AATnospamdial.pipex.com> 
 
F. Drew Leyda wrote:
 
> Please tell us about the " Commanding Self ".
 
The Commanding Self was a private posting that was sent to the K forum. My apologies. 
However . . .
 
The 'Commanding Self' is a book by Idries Shah and refers to that which controls our  
being. It can be partly understood in terms used in other systems. It refers to all in  
us that clings to what it illusionary and covers our true perfect and pure nature. 
When people talk of everything in and about them being 'perfect' this is the Commanding  
Self trying to convince itself that it is Divine - something it is clearly not. 
The Sufi Path consists of slowly removing these false selves, a process which may take  
decades. Unlike quick fix and instant paths, Sufism takes time. Many people will tell  
you they are Sufis - No Sufi would do so, this is considered self esteem one of the  
characteristics of the 'Commanding Self'. 
Sufism is very much a graduated path, that goes several stages beyond what in other  
systems is known as enlightenment. Realised adepts are considered of different rank and  
attributes, through association they may adopt each others finer qualities and point out  
and discard the ever more subtle emanations of the Commanding Self.
 
Ken Mcfarlands explains it thus:  
 
The Commanding Self
 
Lack of knowledge and understanding in matters of importance or high emotional value,  
whether through ignorance, misinformation, or incapacity, leads to the formation of  
personality structures characterized as the Commanding Self.
 
What is reading these words is what we would call the 'Commanding Self'.
 
Most Kind Regards 
Lobster 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 19:50:09 -0500 
From: James <scaATnospam414.com> 
To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: dfa 
Message-ID: <344BFC41.4FFATnospam414.com> 
 
Get me off the e-mail list now I hate this crap 
Date: Mon, 20 Oct 1997 18:50:01 
From: Mystress Angelique Serpent <mistressATnospamdomin8rex.com> 
To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com 
Subject: fw:Information Please 
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>To: Multiple recipients of list CHANNELING <CHANNELINGATnospamintuition.org>
 
> 
>> INFORMATION PLEASE 
>> 
>When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our 
> 
>neighborhood. I remember well the polished old case fastened to the 
>wall.  The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little 
>to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my 
>mother used to talk to it. 
>> 
>Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an 
>amazing person - her name was Information Please and there was nothing 
>she did not know. Information Please could supply anybody's number and 
>the correct time. 
>> 
>> My first personal experience with this genie-in-the-bottle came one 
>day 
>> while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool 
>> bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer. The pain was 
> 
>> terrible, but there didn't seem to be any reason in crying because 
>> there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house 
>> sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway - The 
>> telephone! Quickly I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged 
>it 
>> to the landing. Climbing up I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and 
>> held it to my ear. Information Please I said into the mouthpiece just 
>> above my head. 
>> 
>> A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear. 
>> "Information." 
>> 
>> "I hurt my finger. . ." I wailed into the phone. The tears came 
>readily 
>> enough now that I had an audience. 
>> 
>> "Isn't your mother home?" came the question. 
>> 
>> "Nobody's home but me." I blubbered. 
>> 
>> "Are you bleeding?" 
>> 
>> "No," I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts." 
>> 
>> "Can you open your icebox?" she asked. I said I could. "Then chip off 
>a 
>> little piece of ice and hold it to your finger." 
>> 
>> After that I called Information Please for everything. I asked her for 
> 
>> help with my geography and she told me where Philadelphia was. She 
>> helped me with my math, and she told me my pet chipmunk I had caught 
>in 
>> the park just the day before would eat fruits and nuts. 
>> 
>> And there was the time that Petey, our pet canary died. I called 
>> Information Please and told her the sad story. She listened, then said 
> 
>> the usual things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was 
>unconsoled. 
>> Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all 
>> families, only to end up as a heap of feathers, feet up on the bottom 
>> of a cage? 
>> 
>> She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, "Paul, 
>> always remember that there are other worlds to sing in." Somehow I 
>felt 
>> better. 
>> 
>> Another day I was on the telephone. "Information Please." 
>> 
>> "Information," said the now familiar voice. 
>> 
>> "How do you spell fix?" I asked. 
>> 
>> All this took place in a small town in the pacific Northwest. Then 
>when 
>> I was 9 years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my 
>> friend very much. Information Please belonged in that old wooden box 
>> back home, and I somehow never thought of trying the tall, shiny new 
>> phone that sat on the hall table. 
>> 
>> Yet as I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood 
>> conversations never really left me; often in moments of doubt and 
>> perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I 
>> appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have 
>> spent her time on a little boy. 
>> 
>> A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in 
>> Seattle. I had about half an hour or so between plane, and I spent 15 
>> minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then 
>> without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and 
>> said, "Information Please". 
>> 
>> Miraculously, I heard again the small, clear voice I knew so well, 
>> "Information." I hadn't planned this but I heard myself saying, "Could 
> 
>> you tell me please how-to spell fix?" 
>> 
>> There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess 
>that 
>> your finger must have healed by now. 
>> 
>> I laughed, "So it's really still you," I said. "I wonder if you have 
>> any idea how much you meant to me during that time. 
>> 
>> "I wonder, she said, if you know how much your calls meant to me. I 
>> never had any children, and I used to look forward to your calls. 
>> 
>> I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked 
>if 
>> I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister. 
>> 
>> "Please do, just ask for Sally." 
>> 
>> Just three months later I was back in Seattle. . .A different voice 
>> answered Information and I asked for Sally. 
>> 
>> "Are you a friend?" 
>> 
>> "Yes, a very old friend." 
>> 
>> "Then I'm sorry to have to tell you. Sally has been working part-time 
>> the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago." But 
> 
>> before I could hang up she said, "Wait a minute. Did you say your name 
> 
>> was Paul?" 
>> 
>> "Yes." 
>> 
>> "Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down. Here it is 
>I'll 
>> read it 'Tell him I still say there are other worlds to sing in. He'll 
> 
>> know what I mean'. " 
>> 
>> I thanked her and hung up. I did know what Sally meant. 
>> 
>> The greatest healing therapy is friendship and love. -Hubert Humphrey 
>> . 
>> We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by 
>> embracing one another. -Luciano de Crescenzo 
> 
> 
> 
> 
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Mystress Angelique Serpent,  
  Dominant Experiential Facilitator. 
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