How's the water?

OUR CLAN ANIMAL

How's the dirt? How's the worm?

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our ethical inspirational song?

our theme song:

Born free, as free as the wind blows
As free as the grass grows
Born free to follow your heart

Live free and beauty surrounds you
The world still astounds you
Each time you look at a star

Stay free, where no walls divide you
You're free as the roaring tide
So there's no need to hide

Born free, and life is worth living
But only worth living
'cause you're born free

(Stay free, where no walls divide you)
You're free as the roaring tide
So there's no need to hide

Born free, and life is worth living
But only worth living
'cause you're born free

INSPIRATIONS

A human being is a part of the whole, called by us "Universe," a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. Nobody is able to achieve this completely, but the striving for such achievement is in itself a part of the liberation and a foundation for inner security.

Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955) Mathematical Circles

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Pay attention, then you will know there are other options. It will actually be within your power to experience a crowded, hot, slow, consumer-hell type situation as not only meaningful, but sacred, on fire with the same force that made the stars: love, fellowship, the mystical oneness of all things deep down.

David Foster Wallace, Commencement Speech

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Love alone can unite living beings so as to complete and fulfill them... for it alone joins them by what is deepest in themselves. All we need is to imagine our ability to love developing until it embraces the totality of men and the earth."
~ Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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"LOVE AND DO WHAT YOU WILL" St. Augustine

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Dass Guided Imagery

ALL GUIDED IMAGERY

THE HATCHING

Swift rebirth movie

Sir Paul McCartney sings Happy Birthday to You!

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Garfield's happy birthday dance

http://youtu.be/dSCsNbFpzsE

https://youtu.be/R2-43p3GVTQ

ETHICS GOALS

[2A2] The second goal of the required leadership/ethics flag courses -- learn to make real-life ethical choices -- is closely related to the core purpose of the University of Texas, to transform lives for the benefit of society. It is also one of the basic education requirements of U.T.: “have experience in thinking about moral and ethical problems.”

our primary approach is the oldest: ethics guided by lovingkindness; more specifically, by three nonbinary emotions: biophilia, inner peace, joie de vivre

[2A2f] To practice replacing fear and greed with love, compassion, tolerance, and the sympathetic imagination.

OTHER GOALS

[3C1] To unify the self: our goal is to maximize our potential by cultivating both sides of our brains, developing all our multiple intelligences.

LOOKING AHEAD:

#1-19 1 Gawain and Perfectionism;  Quiz in class ; First Half of Gawain "Best and Worst" of Christmas Break, in pairs; Taniguchi Garden date; Gawain; four actors needed: points earned in addition to blog; extra credit for all for coming in costumes from the Arthurian/medieval period

P3 Who Are You? What Are Your Ethics?

Is "Who?" the right question

9                Sufism

10              Rumi

11-19        A few Rumi poems > QUIZ IN CLASS

P3: Last year's instructions

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P4: Last year's instructions

P4 Your Leadership Vision

20-30        Discovering the Leader in You

31-66 Texas, Our Texas

67-93 TxTell

https://youtu.be/jDwnEhMGjCk

Monkey's blog: "The manager announces that the sandwich shop would temporarily close due to the impromptu dance battle taking place atop the tables,....."       My addition:

https://www.la.utexas.edu/users/bump/303A16/movies/tabledance.mp4

Monkey's blog: "The critic came over to thank the manager for such an interesting meal, but was surprised by him reaching out a hand to dance and spitting hot fire through his perfect recitation of a verse by Rumi:

[A speck circling the sun / /A Spring wind moves to dance / Any branch that isn't dead /

"Dance, when you're broken open/ Dance, if you've torn the bandage off/ Dance in the middle of the fighting/ Dance in your blood/ Dance when you're perfectly free." (238 -- Monkey's quote)

[Daylight, full of small dancing particles / and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance /Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?]

She absolutely could have joined him in this dance and celebration, and somewhere deep down inside she wanted to, but ......."

https://youtu.be/Doj3Dr8KYyg

http://www.rumionfire.com/ http://www.rumi.net/

RUMI; QUIZ;

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P3:

∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

Birdsong brings relief To my longing.

I am just as ecstatic as they are, But with nothing to say!

Please, universal soul, practice
Some song, or something, through me!

Song of the Reed

Listen to the story told by the reed, of being separated.

"Since I was cut from the reedbed, I have made this crying sound.

Anyone apart from someone he loves understands what I say.

Anyone pulled from a source longs to go back.

At any gathering I am there,
mingling in the laughing and grieving,

a friend to each, but few will hear the secrets hidden

within the notes. No ears for that. Body flowing out of spirit,

spirit up from body: no concealing that mixing. But it's not given us

to see the soul. The reed flute
is fire, not wind. Be that empty."

Hear the love fire tangled
in the reed notes, as bewilderment

melts into wine. The reed is a friend to all who want the fabric torn

and drawn away. The reed is hurt and salve combining. Intimacy

and longing for intimacy, one song. A disastrous surrender

and a fine love, together. The one who secretly hears this is senseless.

A tongue has one customer, the ear. A sugarcane flute has such effect

because it was able to make sugar in the reedbed. The sound it makes

is for everyone. Days full of wanting, let them go by without worrying

that they do. Stay where you are inside such a pure, hollow note.

Every thirst gets satisfied except that of these fish, the mystics,

who swim a vast ocean of grace still somehow longing for it!

No one lives in that without being nourished every day.

But if someone doesn't want to hear the song of the reed flute,

it's best to cut conversation short, say good-bye, and leave.

∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

THE WORM'S WAKING

This is how a human being can change:

There's a worm addicted to eating

Grape leaves.
Suddenly, he wakes up,

Call it grace, whatever, something Wakes him, and he's no longer

A worm.

He's the entire vineyard, And the orchard too, the fruit, the trunks,

A growing wisdom and joy That doesn't need
To devour.

∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

P4:

[ UNFOLD YOUR OWN MYTH

Who gets up early to discover the moment light begins? Who funds us here circling, bewildered, like atoms? Who comes to a spring thirsty
And sees the moon reflected in it?

Who, like Jacob blind with grief and age, Smells the shirt of his lost son
And can see again?
Who lets a bucket down and brings up
A flowing prophet? Or like Moses goes for fire And finds what burns inside the sunrise?

Jesus slips into a house to escape enemies,
And opens a door to the other world.
Solomon cuts open a fish, and there's a gold ring. Omar storms in to kill the prophet

And leaves with blessings.
Chase a deer and end up everywhere!
An oyster opens his mouth to swallow one drop. Now there's a pearl.
A vagrant wanders empty ruins.
Suddenly he's wealthy.

But don't be satisfied with stories, how things Have gone with others. Unfold
Your own myth, without complicated explanation, So everyone will understand the passage,

We have opened you.

Start walking toward Shams. Your legs will get heavy And tired. Then comes a moment
Of feeling the wings you've grown,
Lifting.

∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

How's the water?

OUR CLAN ANIMAL

How's the dirt? How's the worm?

our ethical inspirational song?

our theme song:

INSPIRATIONS

Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955) Mathematical Circles

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

David Foster Wallace, Commencement Speech

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

Love alone can unite living beings so as to complete and fulfill them... for it alone joins them by what is deepest in themselves. All we need is to imagine our ability to love developing until it embraces the totality of men and the earth." ~ Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

"LOVE AND DO WHAT YOU WILL" St. Augustine

THE HATCHING

==================================================================

Garfield's happy birthday dance

https://youtu.be/R2-43p3GVTQ

ETHICS GOALS

our primary approach is the oldest: ethics guided by lovingkindness; more specifically, by three nonbinary emotions: biophilia, inner peace, joie de vivre

[2A2f] To practice replacing fear and greed with love, compassion, tolerance, and the sympathetic imagination.

OTHER GOALS

[3C1] To unify the self: our goal is to maximize our potential by cultivating both sides of our brains, developing all our multiple intelligences.

LOOKING AHEAD:

#1-19 1 Gawain and Perfectionism; Quiz in class ; First Half of Gawain "Best and Worst" of Christmas Break, in pairs; Taniguchi Garden date; Gawain; four actors needed: points earned in addition to blog; extra credit for all for coming in costumes from the Arthurian/medieval period

P3 Who Are You? What Are Your Ethics?

Is "Who?" the right question

9 Sufism

10 Rumi

11-19 A few Rumi poems > QUIZ IN CLASS

P4 Your Leadership Vision

20-30 Discovering the Leader in You

31-66 Texas, Our Texas

67-93 TxTell

Monkey's blog: "The manager announces that the sandwich shop would temporarily close due to the impromptu dance battle taking place atop the tables,....." My addition:

Monkey's blog: "The critic came over to thank the manager for such an interesting meal, but was surprised by him reaching out a hand to dance and spitting hot fire through his perfect recitation of a verse by Rumi:

[A speck circling the sun / /A Spring wind moves to dance / Any branch that isn't dead /

"Dance, when you're broken open/ Dance, if you've torn the bandage off/ Dance in the middle of the fighting/ Dance in your blood/ Dance when you're perfectly free." (238 -- Monkey's quote)

[Daylight, full of small dancing particles / and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance /Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?]

She absolutely could have joined him in this dance and celebration, and somewhere deep down inside she wanted to, but ......."

https://youtu.be/Doj3Dr8KYyg

RUMI; QUIZ;

P3:

Birdsong brings relief To my longing.

I am just as ecstatic as they are, But with nothing to say!

Please, universal soul, practice Some song, or something, through me!

Song of the Reed

Listen to the story told by the reed, of being separated.

"Since I was cut from the reedbed, I have made this crying sound.

Anyone apart from someone he loves understands what I say.

Anyone pulled from a source longs to go back.

At any gathering I am there, mingling in the laughing and grieving,

a friend to each, but few will hear the secrets hidden

within the notes. No ears for that. Body flowing out of spirit,

spirit up from body: no concealing that mixing. But it's not given us

to see the soul. The reed flute is fire, not wind. Be that empty."

Hear the love fire tangled in the reed notes, as bewilderment

melts into wine. The reed is a friend to all who want the fabric torn

and drawn away. The reed is hurt and salve combining. Intimacy

and longing for intimacy, one song. A disastrous surrender

and a fine love, together. The one who secretly hears this is senseless.

A tongue has one customer, the ear. A sugarcane flute has such effect

because it was able to make sugar in the reedbed. The sound it makes

is for everyone. Days full of wanting, let them go by without worrying

that they do. Stay where you are inside such a pure, hollow note.

Every thirst gets satisfied except that of these fish, the mystics,

who swim a vast ocean of grace still somehow longing for it!

No one lives in that without being nourished every day.

But if someone doesn't want to hear the song of the reed flute,

it's best to cut conversation short, say good-bye, and leave.

∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

THE WORM'S WAKING

This is how a human being can change:

There's a worm addicted to eating

Grape leaves. Suddenly, he wakes up,

Call it grace, whatever, something Wakes him, and he's no longer

A worm.

He's the entire vineyard, And the orchard too, the fruit, the trunks,

A growing wisdom and joy That doesn't need To devour.

∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

P4:

[ UNFOLD YOUR OWN MYTH

Love alone can unite living beings so as to complete and fulfill them... for it alone joins them by what is deepest in themselves. All we need is to imagine our ability to love developing until it embraces the totality of men and the earth."
~ Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Please, universal soul, practice
Some song, or something, through me!

At any gathering I am there,
mingling in the laughing and grieving,

to see the soul. The reed flute
is fire, not wind. Be that empty."

Hear the love fire tangled
in the reed notes, as bewilderment

Grape leaves.
Suddenly, he wakes up,

A growing wisdom and joy That doesn't need
To devour.

Who gets up early to discover the moment light begins? Who funds us here circling, bewildered, like atoms? Who comes to a spring thirsty
And sees the moon reflected in it?

Who, like Jacob blind with grief and age, Smells the shirt of his lost son
And can see again?
Who lets a bucket down and brings up
A flowing prophet? Or like Moses goes for fire And finds what burns inside the sunrise?

Jesus slips into a house to escape enemies,
And opens a door to the other world.
Solomon cuts open a fish, and there's a gold ring. Omar storms in to kill the prophet

And leaves with blessings.
Chase a deer and end up everywhere!
An oyster opens his mouth to swallow one drop. Now there's a pearl.
A vagrant wanders empty ruins.
Suddenly he's wealthy.

But don't be satisfied with stories, how things Have gone with others. Unfold
Your own myth, without complicated explanation, So everyone will understand the passage,

Start walking toward Shams. Your legs will get heavy And tired. Then comes a moment
Of feeling the wings you've grown,
Lifting.