The Poll Resulted In
The Provisional Name of
Clair Amara Foncé
with 6 votes, 54.55%
2nd Place ~ Clair Foncé
with 4 votes, 36.36%
3rd Place ~ Amara
with 1 vote, 9.09%
Clair Amara Foncé!!!!
A winner chosen where all entries actually won. Karen Sealey of The Pure and Blessed Way submitted Amara. Timothy Price of Off Center & Not Even submitted Clair Foncé. Oz behind the curtain doing a little name matchmaking alchemy made for Clair Amara Foncé. So, the WINNER is really both Karen and Timothy for bringing together two magnetic names that created a binary star system of a one name solar system! Hey, they gave the me the recipe. I just put it together and shoved it in the pre-heated oven. VoiLA! VoiCI! can’t take credit for that. It is their recipes combined that did that. Though, it’s delicious to me! LOVE that name!
I’ll set up the open poll soon. It won’t have a closing date, though at some point it will most likely close. A month? Months? We’ll see. I am going to rest in that regard from it, steep in what came out of it for me, personally. On to this post…
A Poll Gifting Personal Lessons
I firmly operate with the premise that there are no mistakes, that those are all OFLs — Opportunities For Learning. Also tenor into the concept of OFLs the degree to which I can keep facing something wise in time and keep perspective and wits with my other concept of Don’t Waste Trouble.
This Poll Experience
This poll experience shook out some interference patterns that were nascent, often called triggers. What were those? How and where I get frustrated, and by what. Vulnerability. A furthered ability to receive. Moving right along after taking the car into the wall so to speak, with a newfound evening of the keel after righting the ship…
How & Where I Get Frustrated & by What
Not that it doesn’t go my way or lack of control. I’m generally comfortable with the not-knowing and what may come my way. I cut my teeth for decades on deadline, always on deadline, never really stopping, while keeping perspective. With your head down all the time in the work, though, Narcissus can overcome perspective, hijack it even to kidnap it to dwell only within, rather than both within and about.
It’s when I dive in — so this is on me, I own it, shoulder it — and I’m not yet adept at say… A Poll… :), don’t even have the Learner’s Permit yet. Yet, there I go trying to break it, test the system, and I hit the gas. More below about testing and competing with. You see, I tend to run before I walk. It’s simply my way. I get the hang of it, and then learn by doing. Heck, I certainly End with a test of some limits to know where not to point the thing later, huh? And, hmmm….
Out of nowhere what was fun With The Poll like a birthday party, it turned into a crazy lighting storm of the crash of tech things all around in the Poll Post behind the scenes and out here. 5/29 in the title when it was 7/29, and 7/29 in the body. Yarn hanging off the sweater so to speak, and when I hit the gas I basically tied a rock to that yarn and tossed it over…. DAYum. That sweater went quick.
Exposed! Vulnerable! Yup, I molted. The snake his skin shedded, the snake his skin not missed. For… look at all the pretty colors now refreshed! And, advisable, though I don’t need to necessarily crawl under a rock to be safe while the fresh oyster-flesh colors adjust to the environment. I do, though, advise myself some rest, and to turn into what it is I am doing here with my public voice from the heart on my blog. And, keep this experience. Steep in it and allow it to influence me as I continue to move forward. Solid, new ways of looking at things, and structure, to explore. Good stuff.
The ability to receive
I was paid quite an accolade in a comment last night. Thank you Princess Rosebud of Enchanted Seashells. I wholeheartedly appreciate what you expressed to me about my way. That is quite a gift I will cherish. Thank You.
Moving Right Along. Evolve. Always Evolve
As I move right along after I took the car into the wall so to speak, I move right along with a newfound evening of my directional keel stabilizing the righted ship. I don’t try to evolve. I don’t try to be evolved, though I own that that is a positive consequence of the work. I work to be better than I was yesterday. I don’t compete with me yesterday. I’m more of an Architect about that. I build back in with the importance of a strong cornerstone to brace against within integrated to be braced in turn on and supported by a strong and conscious foundation… of experience.
Rather than, I’ll do better, as that sounds like something one would say to the Principal when in trouble… because I operate with only one Principal in the Principal’s Office of the world. Me in Nature, as much as possible with my Natural Inner Nature Always evolving. Rather than that, shame and guilt were left at the door 3 years ago. Like worry, there’s really no reason for them, really no reason to cow, especially in the face of something powerful, intense, or simply important and/or strong.
Flying as high as your roots go deep requires a free flow of seamless segues throughout the system. Synapses of comms between all areas across the highs and lows confluence in the Now. This makes for healthy growth. The growth I experienced in this poll process loosened up my roots. That made for some wobbly for a bit, some rumbles in a tectonic shift opening a natural inner fault line. It also made me a bit Icarus at the above level falling from the wobbly at the trunk roots loosened, not so firmly entrenched in a solid way.
The balance was good enough. No falling down, just a little freefalling for a bit,, and as I work with a net firmly stapled to the floor… the tech issues brought up a rumble from below, and my internal editor came to the fore in force. This is a Part Of me that historically, tirelessly, never stops. Though, this poll brought him up in a new way. Thoughts of, even commands of, Shut it down. Shut it down now. You look foolish. You’re now crying wolf. Cut your losses. Cut it out. This is an. Outrage. Shut down this poll now. I was already frustrated, not in a strong place, though I protected myself and my sovereignty with, No. Interesting. This was literally an old boss of mine. Nice.
But Jordan, you look…
I said, NO. NO doesn’t mean ‘no.’ NO means STOP. NOW.
That one word is a complete sentence without explanation. Is all you do critique? If so, what do you actually do of substance other than fit, finish, and polish? 1 you’re attempting to kick me while I’m down. Why do you only come around then? Are you afraid of your strength, your power?. 2 Are you familiar with?:
As soon as you concern yourself with the ‘good’ or ‘bad’ of your fellows, you create an opening in your heart for maliciousness to enter. Testing, competing with, and criticizing others weakens and defeats you.~ Morihei Ueshiba, Founder of Aikido — The Art of Peace
Rather than coming off as a school marm busy-body know-it-all, what’s your actual message? I’m intensely interested… because I dwell in the place where I don’t desire perfection, simply excellence with flexibility, fluidity, and results… actionably. I tend to hear Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s:
Perfection is attained not when there’s nothing more to add, but when there’s nothing left to remove.~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
I’ll take excellence over perfection. Perfection would be death, nothing left to do. BORRRRR-INGGG. SO not in the Now. That provides a counterbalance to Daedalus and Icarus‘ story where Icarus flies too high, his wax melts, and he falls as his feathers fall out. Youth falling out of the sky like chaff from the wheat in the wind from poorly attached tools? Please keep that youth stuff. Simply integrate it more effectively as…:
A heart in love with beauty never grows old.~ Turkish Proverb
That concept, nothing more to remove internally, is the immediate and also lifelong goal of the Psychological modality of Brainspotting. Nothing left to remove. Unfettered, one is able to live their life in seamless segues of connection. AND, I’ll add… wasn’t that really me posing the question to myself if I am afraid of my strength and power? Of course it was. I had a beautifully vulnerable series of moments as this poll experience began to unfold not even to get up to a house of cards. It just kept fawn-stumbling around. One thing after another, tumbling, free-falling. COOL. I have some new ways to learn how to walk! Work on the legs, the trunk. Work on that which supports me.
The Poll Trouble Provided Me Lessons in
Under Stress, How Integrated and Reinforced My Connections Are or Are Not
Because under stress is when you discover the treasures of your triggers. Face them. Address them in silence, and listen with locked eyes. What’s their message. After listening fully, listening through their pauses, and Rantras and admonishments and accusations and blaming and shaming and and and… and they subside to listen back, I ask, Do you have a message for me? What is your message? THe focused power of patience flows in to the space between and around us. It may take a minute. A month. A Year. Several took 47 years until ai was 52. No expectations. Once the question is out there, I now subside, give who I asked the full floor until after they have responded. It’s like a voicemail. Leave one. Wait until they call back. Leaving two or three or more before they respond? That can be another story for another time. Wait. Keep it. Keep the wait. The respect does well for the full perspective of the other to form in response. And also, they’re not required to. They may have responded non-verbally. Listen to that response as well.
Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it.~ James Lane Allen… though, I think Aristotle said it prior… which makes me wonder if he stole it from the Egyptians… who in turn… all the back to my alter ego Grog… who I think went to the future to steal, Good poets borrow Great poets steal, from T.S. Eliot… who as we all know also traveled 100 years into the future to steal it from me. Geez. Maybe we should create a new word. Plagiarism. Think it will catch on?
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July 30, 2020 at 7:30 am
I’m just amusing myself with idle thoughts, thinking I’ll see you back here in n months time after x polls and you say, yeah…Think I’ll go with Tiger Woman (or whatever name you chose first) after all… 🤣
July 30, 2020 at 8:25 am
🙂 Nope, I don’t even like that one anymore. Too… obvious from a surface standpoint. Looking for the depth, always the depth.
Then again, I respect that… ask me again tomorrow so to speak.
July 30, 2020 at 8:38 am
I’m enjoying your ‘problem’ immensely. Just before you posted the first post, I’d been rough drafting one of my final chunks for the D. O. It was there but not quite there in a way that I thought anybody else would relate to. Every time you post a poll, I’m more convinced that yes, I should stick with the idea and just polish it up a little 😁
July 30, 2020 at 8:41 am
Regardless of poll outcomes. I’m calling her
July 30, 2020 at 1:27 pm
Laughing Goddess Dammit?
July 30, 2020 at 1:29 pm
Nope! I’ve told you twice what it is, I’m not telling you 3x 🤣
July 30, 2020 at 6:58 pm
Ok, I missed the 3rd. I get it. WIll you tell me now for the 4th?
July 30, 2020 at 10:20 pm
Maybe… Lol you should pay more attention to what you write! They’re your words, not mine 🤣
July 30, 2020 at 10:58 pm
I would say I have a problem with the past, except tomorrow I will look at what you remember more vividly than I do.
July 30, 2020 at 11:02 pm
And, … what gives, Karen?
July 31, 2020 at 12:36 am
What gives? You’re the architect, you tell me! 🤣
July 31, 2020 at 3:20 am
I guess the name will have to give, as the name isn’t giving itself up from memory. I’ll put in a request to Accounting to retrieve the previous verbal invoice.
July 31, 2020 at 4:48 am
Avoid the Brazil office 😊
July 31, 2020 at 5:51 am
Yup, because I’d have to fill out the forms to get forms to fill out the form I was looking for.
July 31, 2020 at 8:24 am
Much like the paperwork for my speeding offence 🤣🙏
July 31, 2020 at 10:18 am
Ouch. Sorry you got tagged for driving a car the way its made to be driven.
July 31, 2020 at 10:34 am
I was being moderate. If I’d gone full hammer, I’d be facing a ban. Honestly 9.10 am on a Sunday during lockdown… No-one else on the road. 38mph in a 30 zone is driving miss daisy… 🤣
July 31, 2020 at 11:02 am
Darn. I thought you were having fun. Oh well. In time. 🙂
July 31, 2020 at 11:14 am
I was having fun. I was singing pirate songs with team Portugal! 🎶☠️
July 31, 2020 at 11:25 am
🙂 Now, THAT sounds like fun.
July 31, 2020 at 11:48 am
The really fun one was getting caught on camera in the bus lane on a bank holiday, because I couldn’t resist driving right through the middle of a massive puddle to cheer my passenger up… That was £30 well spent! 🤣