Friday, August 31, 2007

SCHOOL'S IN SCHOOL'S IN !!!!!!


Okay! Well! It's a new quarter, and I've already had two big surprises...I've ticked off my philosophy professor, totally, and I've landed in an English course that was a mystery to me, which I found to be totally intriguing, and now I find totally challenging. Where to start.....


My philosophy professor: The course is entitled, Ideas from the Great Philosophers...a misnomer as it should be named "Great" ideas from the philosophers according to the prof but I digress. He is a HUGE Rene Descarte fan who began the whole "mind/body" duality and is the current "bad guy" among wholistic practitioners and other health professionals who believe in the mind/body connection. There is even a new branch of medicine designed around the mind/body connection called psychoneuroimmunology...very trippy and groovy and cutting edge...and doing "whacked out" stuff that wise women and men from many cultures have been doing for thousands of years but again, I am bird-walking. So, when the time came for questions, I asked, innocently mind you, "Professor, will we be discussing Ken Wilber?" Wilber is a "cutting edge" psychologist/philosopher who also is a huge commercial success (videos, books, etc) and who figures prominently in my graduate school curriculum. He believes in "integral psychology" (and my focus of study is "transpersonal psychology", relatively the same thing)-treating the whole organism (mind and body) versus Descarte's dualistic mind/body model. Well, when I asked the question, he actually began to breathe differently...BREATHE DIFFERENTLY!!! He walked to the front of the room (apparently he felt the need to stand next to me as I asked the question) and began to wax anti-poetic about Wilber...referring to him a psychologist, NOT as a philosopher...going on and on...it changed the entire rest of the class regarding how highly he thinks of Descarte...he's spent most of his life studying Descarte...yada yada yada....and now I have to figger out how to explain to this man that I'm grateful he knows so much about Descarte because I need the knowledge and information that he can give me to maintain a healthy balance as I enter ITP and study Transpersonal Psyche. This professor is actually a gift to me and he doesn't realize it....He thinks he's swimming upstream in the Debbie creek and he's actually my paddle in the philosophy creek...don't try to make sense of that, it's a little video in my head. I wonder how many of us go through life THAT misunderstood....


And the English class...I'm assuming this is another wonderful gift in a very good disguise because I truly do care about my brothers and sisters...I just don't like to view their intimate habits in a graphic nature. I took the only available English course suitable to my level, time constraints, etc. It had openings (duh when I found out) etc. It was LGBT Eng....give up? Lesbian/Gay/Bisexual/Transexual literature. So, I got my books (which was the clue I needed, another quote from the big book of Duh), and now I will have the opportunity to learn to love more and more of Heavenly Father's chillin'...all kinds.


Wish me luck and lots of love....and good grades. The crossed fingers were supposed to go here...imagine that, will you?


3 comments:

Stephanie Jette said...

I say again I don't believe in coincidence. You're taking the classes that will best benefit you. You always make the correct choice....you do. Grow from it. (like you don't, what is it you say...DUH!) About the English class----maybe something in your future has to do with that topic. If you have any questions, just ask....believe it or not I do know a lot about that subject. (?'s ask me later lol)

katzbox said...

Sometimes you frighten me...when you're not inspiring me....love you more than my luggage....*hugs*

frizzlefry said...

Yep, you are going to learn a lot. I have a feeling you will learn things from LBGT that you never saw coming. And, considering the world we are in, we might all need a little more education (and hopefully it won't be TOO intimate. . .).