What others think of you isn't important
Don't worry about what others think of you
Based on the "Coffee" chat a few months ago with a few others from SF, I found you a very likable person.“We judge ourselves by our intentions and others by their behavior.”
Stephen Covey
Not an easily answered question, not something I think about a lot...
I'd be interested to know what others here think of me and who I am. Or do y'all think of me at all? Don't hold back, one thing I do have is a thick skin, my perception anyway... I asked for it.
I think of you as astonishing, intelligent, highly evolved, bold and unafraid, confident and kind, (from your words alone).“We judge ourselves by our intentions and others by their behavior.”
Stephen Covey
Not an easily answered question, not something I think about a lot...
I'd be interested to know what others here think of me and who I am. Or do y'all think of me at all? Don't hold back, one thing I do have is a thick skin, my perception anyway... I asked for it.
I think that was it, Pepper, I think it was because I was a girl. I was expected to marry to find someone to "take care of me".@Gaer
"But, No that I think about it,
other's perception of me sort of formed my life. In school, I was told I would marry one year out of high school.
Nothing was expected of me. I was constantly trying to do art but was constantly told I had no talent. "Give it up."
My brother was sent to engineering college and parents bought him a 58 Ford Fairlane."
Were you and your brother treated differently because you were only a girl, whose expected career was to find a husband "to take care of you?"
I was a brilliant kid, and all that was ever expected of me was to get married. If I HAD to have a job outside the home I was told a teacher was "the best job for a woman" which is precisely why I rejected it.
If only...........oh well, too late.
I like you very much, @Gaer, based on your books, your art, your writing, your photos, and your spirituality! You are a top quality person of whom I am proud to know over the internet.This question is actually quite perceptive. Interesting!
I've really not considered what other's think of me.
But, No that I think about it,
other's perception of me sort of formed my life. In school, I was told I would marry one year out of high school.
Nothing was expected of me. I was constantly trying to do art but was constantly told I had no talent. "Give it up."
My brother was sent to engineering college and parents bought him a 58 Ford Fairlane.
I saved up $100 to buy a 40 Ford coupe and went to a minimum wage job.
Their "perception" of me as being "not much" turned out to be true.
I just dumbed along.
All my spiritual experiences with angels was "Sh-h-h! Don't ever speak of that!"
If I speak of it now, I am "trying to be superior or holier than thou."
I'm not.
I just want to get the words of angels out to the people.
I actually receive sacred messages from Holy angels and have most of my life.
People don't believe that or even believe in Angels.
So, Why would I give worth to people's opinions above what I've experienced?
I don't!
I dress the way I want, behave the way I like, say what I wish to say and write what I want to write.
I'm perceived as aloof, stubborn and probably strange. I accept that evaluation.
But, I like me, even my faults!
The poem you quoted reminded me of a poem I wrote a few years back:Some have said
OK, sounds pretty independent, self assured. <puffs out chest> Thing is, we are very social creatures, we are inter-dependent on each other on countless levels, so even though ideally one shouldn't be ruled by what others think, nevertheless our well-being is rooted in social contact, along with the requisite approval of our fellow humans.
No Man Is an Island
"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a
piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod
be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well
as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy
friend's or of thine own were; any man's death
diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and
therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
it tolls for thee." ~John Donne
It's mutual, I assure you! I have the highest regard for you!I like you very much, @Gaer, based on your books, your art, your writing, your photos, and your spirituality! You are a top quality person of whom I am proud to know over the internet.![]()
This really resonates with my perspective on the subject. We think all kinds of things. Sometimes, like a broken clock, we may actually get it right, But this also applies to how we come to believe what we think of ourselves. Just because we think a thing, doesn't make it true.Who you think you are is not who you are. Thinking about something is not the same as the thing itself. It is thought, not the actual substance/quality. ?![]()
Yes, Thought is powerful but the mind is in the relative field. (as per Einstein) This is fluid, ever changing. often erroneous. These thoughts must be based in the never changing, absolute phase of reality. I could say I am a queen. I could delude myself with that and pretend I am a queen, but I am not in actuality as this is manifested from the relative state.This really resonates with my perspective on the subject. We think all kinds of things. Sometimes, like a broken clock, we may actually get it right, But this also applies to how we come to believe what we think of ourselves. Just because we think a thing, doesn't make it true.
No, not really, but I didn't understand a lot of that.Oh, I'm boring you guys again!
Kind of a long story. I grew up in Florida at a time when alligators were considered endangered, most of my friends had never seen one. So I sought them out and figured out how to find them. Canoeing in swamps on a moonless night with a bright light was the best way. Alligator eyes reflect bright red. The ultimate challenge became very quietly stalking one and getting close enough to "punch" it between the eyes... startled a few gators. I showed a lot of other kids their first wild gators.Don't understand a fascination with alligators, but, you do and that's what matters.