friday, after work, evildeb and i went to a seminar on intuition. i don’t know, we just felt it was the right thing to do. anyway, before it began, we had dinner. we chose a restaurant directly across the street from the seminar. consequently, we had many cocktails. no one had to drive until after the seminar, why not? i think we felt we could tap into the intuition more effectively if we were buzzed. and so we were. pretty dang buzzed.
the seminar was only two hours, and frankly, we didn’t even understand the first hour. not anyone’s fault but our own. i could tell we’d be trouble, if we weren’t careful, so we had to write back and forth to each other. at least that kept us quiet. but i am sure it’s still rude. if only the other people knew what a pain in the ass i am in class when i am giddy. and with evildeb there, i’d be super motivated. the only paper we had was my franklin covey brain. Æ. there are some pretty crazy free form notes in the first few days of january, days i didn’t use because i still had the cranium pages in. didn’t like those pages. too white and boring. so i replaced them with the new shoebox ones. they got rid of that damn old lady cartoon, and went back to every day looking different. i hate that old lady. so yes, i wasted money by buying two sets of 2003 pages, but what are you going to do? aesthetics are important. i gave the cranium pages to mary to use. so they didn’t go to waste and she got free pages. that’s nice, isn’t it?
basically, one thing i noticed is that while i have a lot of metaphysical and spiritual curiosity, i don’t always like the other people who attend these type of functions. some of them seem to just try to be very very smart and deep and philosophical. they come across pretentious. one girl asked a question that sounded something like this, “if thought is energy, and therefor matter, than doesn’t it stand to reason that blah blah blah blah, manifesting itself into something tangible and blah blah blah blah collective unconscious blah blah blah FOURTH DIMENSION, blah blah blah intuition?” seriously, she brought up the fourth dimension. what is the fourth dimension anyway? is it time? is it a software product? is it where you go when you dream? i don’t know, WHO CARES!! it was a ridiculously pedantic question to ask. and james answered perfectly:
“ok. yes. whatever you say.”
take THAT you pretentious girl in a pink knit hat despite the fact that the room was at least 80 degrees. i think that hat was cooking her brain. deb says that all the women in the room were in love with him. she’s probably right. we loooooove a sensitive and spiritual guru, don’t we girls. 🙂
so anyway, back to the people that bother me.i also don’t like the rabid “new agers.” i’m a very skeptical person. i think that is ok. i think skepticism is a philosophy that does not believe in absolute knowledge. correct? that’s good. THAT’S an open mind. so i’m skeptical. i like to look at things from all sides, and i like a little balance in my life. i like a little logic in my spirituality, and a little magic in my science. know what mean? i’ve discovered that people who have absolute blind faith make me uncomfortable. it’s like tossing away your brain. and your free will. have faith, that’s fine, but continue to make whatever it is you have faith in, earn your respect. don’t let your faith keep you from learning new things. so, when people seem to just glom on to whatever is being said, and ask questions that just affirm them to the side of the speaker, they appear needy to me. needy and a little dumb. and it’s not like intuition is even a mystical subject! it’s a brain thing.
i shy away from the touchy feelie stuff as well. i’m not into group therapy, nor am i into group meditation. it does not work for me. it’s a solitary journey. both meditation and therapy. that’s just the kind of girl i am. i don’t like it when people put cutsey angel faces on my spirituality. it cheapens it. i don’t need my theology mass marketed to me. so it’s fine if you want to hug strangers and share your golden light with them in a circle, while meditating on your angel guide. go for it. you may annoy me, but i will probably keep it to myself, as long as you don’t hug me.
short story long, some of the people in the seminar were those kind of people. they bugged me. but, i kept that to myself. well, myself and evildeb. all i want, is a little practicality balanced with my mysticism. is that so wrong? i think it’s very bhudda of me. the middle path.
and now this post is too long to tell you the actual experience of the workshop. so we’ll continue tomorrow. today, apparently, was all about me venting about the gentlemen who sat in the back, who thought a deep cleansing breath was all you needed to fight a mood disorder. for pete’s sake.