a bit of humor..bit of massage wisdom...

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James W. French

Saturday, November 10, 2001 11:55 PM

a bit of humor..bit of massage wisdom...

before launching into this bit I must say .. great !! great !! folks .. really great..all the most recent posts...baby knowledge is interesting.seems I have been getting more and more pregnancy massages lately...from 2 months to 8 months. tomorrow is a 7.5 months ..."leaving" so..........? we are in for it and up against it... blessedare moments we can forget that... your reactions... are a treasure .. Ismile and grin and salute to the red barn...yep! 100 and twenty thousandmillion percent...jfok some of this is an old story ...i borrowed this from another list i'm on..."........Continuing on from earlier, I came up with a couple of quotes from Clarissa Pinkola Estes -- Women Who Run With The Wolves, Chapter 11: Heat -- Retrieving a Sacred SexualityThe first part is a direct quote and the second a story sherecounts from a long ago magazine anecdote. The first talksabout the need for belly laughs and the second has been known to produce them....--------------------------I saw how ladylikeness in the wrong situation actuallythrottled a woman rather than allowing her to breathe. To laughyou have to be able to exhale and take another breath in quicksuccession. We know from kinesiology and body therapies such asHakomi that to take a breath means to feel one’s emotions, thatwhen we wish not to feel, we stop breathing and hold our breathinstead.In laughter, a woman can begin to really breathe, and when shedoes this, she might begin to feel unsanctioned feelings. Andwhat could these feelings be? Well, they turn out not to befeelings so much as relief for feelings and in some casesremedies for feelings, such as the opening up of stopped-uptears or forgotten memories, or the bursting of chains on thesensual personality.It became clear to me that the importance of these oldGoddesses of obscenity was in their ability to loosen what wastoo tight, to lift gloom, to bring the body into a kind ofhumor that belongs not to the intellect but to the body itself,to keep these passages clear. It is the body that laughs atcoyote stories, Uncle Trungpa stories, Mae West lines, and soforth. The obscene Goddesses cause a vital form of neurologicaland endocrine medicine to spread throughout the body.pp. 335-336--------------------------GENERAL EISENHOWER WAS going to visit his troops in Rwanda. [itmight have been Borneo. It might have been General MacArthur.The names meant little to me then.] The governor wanted all thenative women to stand by the side of the dirt road and cheerand wave to welcome Eisenhower as he drove by in his jeep. Theonly problem was that the native women never wore any clothesother than a necklace of beads and sometimes a little thongbelt.No, no, that would never do. So the governor called the headmanof the tribe and told him the predicament. “No worry,” said thehead man. If the governor could provide several dozen skirtsand blouses, he would see to it that the women dressed in themfor this one-time special event. And these the governor andlocal missionaries managed to provide.However, on the day of the great parade, and just minutesbefore Eisenhower was to drive down the long road in his jeep,it was discovered that while all the native women dutifullywore the skirts, they did not like the blouses, and had leftthem at home. So now all the women were lined up and down bothsides of the road, skirted but bare-breasted, and with notanother stitch on and no underwear at all.Well the governor had apoplexy when he heard and he angrilysummoned the headman, who assured him that the headwoman hadconferred with him, and assured him that the women had agreedon a plan to cover their breasts when the general drove by.“Are you sure?” yelled the governor.“I am very, very sure,” said the headman.Well, there was no time left to argue and we can only guess atGeneral Eisenhower’s reaction as his jeep came chugging by andwoman after bare-breasted woman gracefully lifted up the frontof her full skirt and covered her face with it.pp. 343-344."enjoy jfMy Pictures of Aromatic Plants and Exotic Places In Turkeyhttp://members.home.net/chrisziggy1/triptoturkey.html

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before launching into this bit I must say .. great !! great !! folks ..

really great..all the most recent posts...baby knowledge is interesting.

seems I have been getting more and more pregnancy massages lately...

from 2 months to 8 months. tomorrow is a 7.5 months ...

" leaving " so..........? we are in for it and up against it... blessed

are moments we can forget that... your reactions... are a treasure .. I

smile and grin and salute to the red barn...yep! 100 and twenty thousand

million percent...

jf

ok some of this is an old story ...

i borrowed this from another list i'm on...

 

" ........Continuing on from earlier, I came up with a couple of quotes

from Clarissa Pinkola Estes -- Women Who Run With The Wolves,

Chapter 11: Heat -- Retrieving a Sacred Sexuality

 

The first part is a direct quote and the second a story she

recounts from a long ago magazine anecdote. The first talks

about the need for belly laughs and the second has been

known to produce them.

 

....

 

--------------------------

 

I saw how ladylikeness in the wrong situation actually

throttled a woman rather than allowing her to breathe. To laugh

you have to be able to exhale and take another breath in quick

succession. We know from kinesiology and body therapies such as

Hakomi that to take a breath means to feel one’s emotions, that

when we wish not to feel, we stop breathing and hold our breath

instead.

 

In laughter, a woman can begin to really breathe, and when she

does this, she might begin to feel unsanctioned feelings. And

what could these feelings be? Well, they turn out not to be

feelings so much as relief for feelings and in some cases

remedies for feelings, such as the opening up of stopped-up

tears or forgotten memories, or the bursting of chains on the

sensual personality.

 

It became clear to me that the importance of these old

Goddesses of obscenity was in their ability to loosen what was

too tight, to lift gloom, to bring the body into a kind of

humor that belongs not to the intellect but to the body itself,

to keep these passages clear. It is the body that laughs at

coyote stories, Uncle Trungpa stories, Mae West lines, and so

forth. The obscene Goddesses cause a vital form of neurological

and endocrine medicine to spread throughout the body.

 

pp. 335-336

--------------------------

 

GENERAL EISENHOWER WAS going to visit his troops in Rwanda. [it

might have been Borneo. It might have been General MacArthur.

The names meant little to me then.] The governor wanted all the

native women to stand by the side of the dirt road and cheer

and wave to welcome Eisenhower as he drove by in his jeep. The

only problem was that the native women never wore any clothes

other than a necklace of beads and sometimes a little thong

belt.

 

No, no, that would never do. So the governor called the headman

of the tribe and told him the predicament. “No worry,” said the

head man. If the governor could provide several dozen skirts

and blouses, he would see to it that the women dressed in them

for this one-time special event. And these the governor and

local missionaries managed to provide.

 

However, on the day of the great parade, and just minutes

before Eisenhower was to drive down the long road in his jeep,

it was discovered that while all the native women dutifully

wore the skirts, they did not like the blouses, and had left

them at home. So now all the women were lined up and down both

sides of the road, skirted but bare-breasted, and with not

another stitch on and no underwear at all.

 

Well the governor had apoplexy when he heard and he angrily

summoned the headman, who assured him that the headwoman had

conferred with him, and assured him that the women had agreed

on a plan to cover their breasts when the general drove by.

“Are you sure?” yelled the governor.

 

“I am very, very sure,” said the headman.

 

Well, there was no time left to argue and we can only guess at

General Eisenhower’s reaction as his jeep came chugging by and

woman after bare-breasted woman gracefully lifted up the front

of her full skirt and covered her face with it.

 

pp. 343-344. "

 

enjoy jf