tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post5119378865119607688..comments2023-10-18T02:56:30.291-05:00Comments on Psyche Connections: Perception, Illusion and Reality.Where is yours today?Linda S. Sochahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03281672541959206302noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-51124446181170144952009-12-23T01:34:56.291-06:002009-12-23T01:34:56.291-06:00Merry Christmas Linda. You are a sweet, inspiring ...Merry Christmas Linda. You are a sweet, inspiring lady!<br /><br />Hope you have a great new year.jewelrygirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10745205233835788638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-66834099246695118862009-12-12T21:44:03.267-06:002009-12-12T21:44:03.267-06:00Hi Linda,
I would love to read your comments,
wit...Hi Linda,<br /><br />I would love to read your comments,<br />with your specific compassion<br />and seeing about the dialogue<br />I had with Michele Battiste the<br />poet. Please visit poemflesh2.<br /><br />Thank you!Cynthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10256391836026637655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-77179819592201221252009-12-07T06:08:51.630-06:002009-12-07T06:08:51.630-06:00were we here
or were we just thinking we were.
did...were we here<br />or were we just thinking we were.<br />did it happen or just a mind wander.<br />wonder and curious <br />extends beyond the cup of coffee infront.<br />i hope we all go to this place to get 'reality'.<br />great piece living one to wonder.all ways 11 o'clockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08768261761650923716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-85199344727415127622009-11-29T10:45:52.830-06:002009-11-29T10:45:52.830-06:00Divided attention is well exercised this days, hav...Divided attention is well exercised this days, have to rewrite the developmental psychology of today, mostly due to the youngest kids, born with joysticks in their hands and mastering interpersonal relations mediated by Internet by 4 years of age. <br /><br /><b>What will they become?</b>ANNA-LYShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03503734017177492952noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-76908486324505056032009-11-12T17:07:46.380-06:002009-11-12T17:07:46.380-06:00Lynda,
I'm sorry that I have not been posti...Lynda,<br /> I'm sorry that I have not been posting or reacting for a long time. The only real writing that I have been doing for a long time has been the blog, but as you know, I haven't written for a while. I just read your comments and want to thank you for them and also thank you for this latest post. Even if I don't know Nashville, it's funny how a name has so much power. The place is real because you give it a name. It is magic and good writers know that. Of course, it means a lot to someone who knows Nashville. I have lived in Louisiana as a transposed midwesterner and as an immigrant from Puerto Rico after twelve years on the island, but what I really know about other parts of the US is sketchy. Someday I will visit Nashville and think of your blog. MarkMarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09120445180158376523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-70611257108944966192009-11-04T13:25:19.351-06:002009-11-04T13:25:19.351-06:00This is a really interesting post. Made me think. ...This is a really interesting post. Made me think. Keep up the good work.<br />plentymorefishoutofwater.blogspot.com/Plentymorefishoutofwaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13082519518524749450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-3535468251699909602009-11-02T11:35:05.479-06:002009-11-02T11:35:05.479-06:00Loved reading this piece. I have been awakened by...Loved reading this piece. I have been awakened by a loud whisper calling my name. Real? or dream? I don't know. I have another story to tell about a night in a hotel room, but will save it for posting on Serendipity.<br /><br />Re: Lincoln. This one is in Charleston, IL. I do believe there is something in KY, but haven't been there. Thanks for stopping by.Roanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01841824351740989301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-52545501105223642202009-11-01T14:11:51.507-06:002009-11-01T14:11:51.507-06:00I remember having a similar dream as a child and w...I remember having a similar dream as a child and was so relieved it was only a shirt on the back of a chair.Cherie/ Butterfly Dreamerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02806998106057806030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-52589119730330731372009-10-27T11:08:22.323-05:002009-10-27T11:08:22.323-05:00all i recall is the jumping/flying over buildings ...all i recall is the jumping/flying over buildings in my dreams, falling, and deliberately willing myself to hit the ground, just to see if i'd actually die... it took a while to accomplish that, and when i did, gave proof to the lie...laughingwolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08873675614347328116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-70799266687868410862009-10-26T04:21:26.825-05:002009-10-26T04:21:26.825-05:00Hi Linda,
I know that the illusion could be beauti...Hi Linda,<br />I know that the illusion could be beautiful...but I thought of the times that my perception is influenced by anxiety. Sometimes my thought jump to the worst case when it comes to my children. I'm glad when my reasoning mind quiets my mis-perception. See you on the farm! xxCynthia Pittmannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12656761837022197235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-84989753172007908002009-10-25T11:21:02.308-05:002009-10-25T11:21:02.308-05:00Hi sweet Linda. This is a dream
I had this week: I...Hi sweet Linda. This is a dream<br />I had this week: I was on a huge<br />large ship, with other people.<br />And I was sitting near the railing.<br />The ship left the water and was<br />"sailing" between the sea and moutains and the city. I was enjoying the trip and couldn't wait<br />to tell my family. Then all of a <br />sudden I became frightened. The<br />ship was very high up, but this<br />didn't bother me earlier.<br />I'm still puzzled as to why my<br />feelings did an about face.Cynthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10256391836026637655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-1595598086799386422009-10-24T10:26:46.213-05:002009-10-24T10:26:46.213-05:00I definitely agree with you about invisibilty..I c...I definitely agree with you about invisibilty..I can do it, but sometimes it happens on its own..like when I'm waiting on line and being ignored!!Lynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11985979258848310351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-34285645888692310102009-10-23T18:00:39.206-05:002009-10-23T18:00:39.206-05:00Just poppin in to say hello...hope your have a lov...Just poppin in to say hello...hope your have a lovely weekend honey...Chrisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01954004833710064612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-32350732429257428792009-10-20T12:25:36.759-05:002009-10-20T12:25:36.759-05:00Hoping you are doing well this season and that thi...Hoping you are doing well this season and that things are going great.Something Happened Somewhere Turninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17897631770669843340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-4762894026500428682009-10-20T11:24:53.496-05:002009-10-20T11:24:53.496-05:00Hi Linda,
I totally agree with your question. Hone...Hi Linda,<br />I totally agree with your question. Honestly, I think its a little of both. A lot of the entertainment field is smoke and mirrors and yet we try to emulate it all the time. Don't get me started on what its like for little girls with these images. Wonderful post and thank you for your comment sweetie.<br />http://underthesheets-shhh/blogspot.comLaurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18183043671142742318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-16712736101880289072009-10-15T15:05:31.982-05:002009-10-15T15:05:31.982-05:00Ha , great! I dreamt the other night there was a t...Ha , great! I dreamt the other night there was a tree standing above my bed with the face of a man. Not a coat rack in sight as I wandered around my room in half sleep.<br />Reality and illusion?.. mm whats the difference?<br /><br />Hope you're well and happy and thanks for the thoughts,<br />Sarah)sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05937564243594887739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-88192646301478672032009-10-12T18:28:49.162-05:002009-10-12T18:28:49.162-05:00I think everything is an illusion of sorts fueled ...I think everything is an illusion of sorts fueled by the ideas, biases, judgments, experiences in our heads... tender shades of grey...Noelle Dunn.... A Poet in Progresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17770013944671340961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-9023211911342827152009-10-11T18:14:11.595-05:002009-10-11T18:14:11.595-05:00Hi Linda,
Love your blog, great stuff, and how do ...Hi Linda,<br />Love your blog, great stuff, and how do i get the playlist thing at the bottom, the poems we just love as well.<br />Thanksnichegallery.co.ukhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14474044817780881654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-83949423105975487802009-10-04T14:56:48.280-05:002009-10-04T14:56:48.280-05:00Perceptions can be very frightening. Last night I...Perceptions can be very frightening. Last night I woke up with the full moon streaming into my window, and the shadow of a person's head against the wall. It scared the living heebeejeebies out of me, until I realized it was the shadow of my own head.Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03382221688268676914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-56476287903414981432009-10-01T15:31:26.343-05:002009-10-01T15:31:26.343-05:00Perception vs. reality. Dreamworld vs. reality. Th...Perception vs. reality. Dreamworld vs. reality. Through my personal experiences in life, I've learned that sometimes we're walking a very fine line as far as differentiating some seeming dichotomies. Perception is nothing but reality as seen by my eyes and mind, based on my former experiences. My dreams are the "vomit" of my mind, also a reality based on what I've witnessed and experienced, how I perceived and internalized it.<br /><br />I always say that my dreams keep me sane. They are the process by which I cleanse my psyche, and my soul. My dreams are the windows to MY soul.<br /><br />I absolutely love your blog, Linda, and I'm so glad to have run into it. I'll be back...Nevine Sultanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08794887684860140819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-34296624484837846462009-09-27T22:43:22.560-05:002009-09-27T22:43:22.560-05:00WOW what a fantastic post. I could so identify wit...WOW what a fantastic post. I could so identify with your story. Our perceptions are often not what they appear and how we waste precious positive thoughts by entertaining illusions~ Thank you for all your visits and lovely comments at my place. Hugzzzz~Lille Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18355633178013099418noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-32812980778727337752009-09-25T20:40:11.252-05:002009-09-25T20:40:11.252-05:00Hey LInda,
When I was a kid, well, I was kind of a...Hey LInda,<br />When I was a kid, well, I was kind of afraid of the dark,lol. I guess I still am in some ways. But, I remember laying in my bed and outside the window I was what I thought was the devil! Oh yes! lol. It had the pointy horns and the tail, I was scared to death, I was about 7 or 8. I couldn't sleep all night. Well, when morning came, I told my mom, and she started laughing, and explained to me it had just been the cat outside and I had seen it's shadow! LOL It took a bit before she really had me convinced, but I finally believed her after she took me outside and showed me! I'll always remember that one for sure :)<br />take care dear friend,<br />JUlianAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-60802263417241882532009-09-23T20:26:24.521-05:002009-09-23T20:26:24.521-05:00When I was sixteen hitch-hiking cross-country (my ...When I was sixteen hitch-hiking cross-country (my parents thought I was dead somewhere, I think, because I just took off without telling a soul), I landed in East Grand Forks, South Dakota on a freezing, dark night where even the street lamps were glazed with ice crystals. I had nowhere to stay, little money, and only a spring jacket. After hours of wandering the streets to keep moving and warm enough to encourage my blood to at least try to circulate through my body, I found a tarpaper sheet covering concrete blocks and feel asleep on it with a two by four as my pillow.<br /><br />Sometime later- I will never know how much later- I felt something brush against my face and I shot bolt upright. My glasses flew off onto the ground, but moonlight the color of pale ice showed me a miasmic figure twisting and turning just a few feet away. It's arm extended toward me like a tendril of cold breath. To this day I swear, Linda, that I could "feel" it looking at me as though it knew I were weak.<br /><br />But I knew that ghosts were impossible, and that I was so cold that anything I saw could be nothing more than a death dream. I grew agitated at myself and looked around at the star smeared sky, seeing it as only the most near sighted can see. Ghosts indeed. I needed my glasses to find my way to someplace warmer before I died.<br /><br />I crawled on my hands and knees as the concrete blocks and frozen ground sandpapered my knees and hands. A random piece of broken glass sliced my hand and my blood stained the pale gray ground.<br /><br />By the time I found my glasses I was both cursing and crying at my stupidity. Dropping my glasses, thinking I saw a ghost and getting dropped off in frozen-assed town with no winter coat- I gave myself a serious talking to.<br /><br />After I'd straightened myself out and felt tough enough to get moving again, I stood, turned, and came face to face with the ghost of a young woman. Even through my grime coated lenses, I could see clearly her lips, her eyes, and her wispy white hair.Rickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14546882686381428986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-26981509301121531412009-09-22T06:40:11.374-05:002009-09-22T06:40:11.374-05:00Where your awareness is, and the life you have liv...Where your awareness is, and the life you have lived will give you the perception of the present. It's odd to think that seeing things as they really are is impossible, that you will always see it through your filter, but knowing that can bring you closer to seeing beyond your filter. Or so it seems to me. :-)Catherine Viberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01354073276671196477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968263444433604011.post-3652262910145020562009-09-20T20:15:11.036-05:002009-09-20T20:15:11.036-05:00Hi dear Linda, Well this illusion that is life is ...Hi dear Linda, Well this illusion that is life is looking much brighter here! Thank you for your caring wishes ..they means a lot to me. Love ChrisyChrisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01954004833710064612noreply@blogger.com