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It's "structure" time again. I am off to spend the weekend with Al Pesso and my long term, dear, diminishing psychomotor group. This is my 25th year, for others I think it's the 28th. We are only six, having lost one member to politics (internal, not right wing, you will be relieved to know) and another to failing health.
I have oft written about my experiences with psychomotor, and once in awhile, I actually read something that I wrote. So as I read about the work I did last year in the group, and the entity that appeared, it occurred to me that I have been wrestling with that bugger ever since.
To quote myself -- I'm not sure I have to do this - "Al has a theory (very loosely stated by an abject amateur) of how an entity develops, just in case you're interested. When a child feels compassion before he or she has had sufficient nurturing, that compassion bulges out from the self, herniating, as twere, and then gets stragulated. Once strangulated, the hernia of compassion can no longer receive input, nurturance, and, as a result, begins to think of itself as omnipotent (probably has something to do with the developmental stage at which the entity pops out, since omnipotence is very popular among small children). In any case, what started out as compassion from the child, turns into quite the little monster."
In an attempt not to unleash my entity onto others, I am bringing a salad in a bag and dressing in a bottle, rather than my usual homemade three part peasant luncheon extravaganza. Someone has volunteered to bringi cold cuts instead. This, you can imagine, does not please the entity.
Photo note: Lord knows what they're doing at Town Hall, but it seemed a perfect illustration for something entitled "Structure". The shot almost looks out of focus due to the complexity of the scaffolding, but if you make it bigger, I think it's quite clear. My eyes are not what they used to be though.
Addendum: If you think you're going to miss me or my entity while we're away, save these two clickies for Saturday and Sunday. There are many cleverer than I in cyberspace.
Be careful though, if you're doing something bad like reading a subversive blog, or private, like having an intimate moment, they don't have to knock on your door anymore, they can just make themselves at home. We KNEW that Sam and John were antiabortion, but we are just beginning to get the pro police state part. It's all legal!
Posted by Dakota at June 15, 2006 08:12 PM