Thank you esqcapades. Blogs are an interesting place a Johari's window all of their own. I appreciate what you see here, that you learn from this blog.
Jonathan, Harry Combined to make Johari providing intrigue What no-one sees is still there The hidden most real of all
Kishke, thanks for the meeting poem, for this comment, for being here.
Miriam and Kishke:
Each us; many "I"s It takes many eyes to see even our own selves Could I paint me? I wonder As right now, do you read me?
Your many eyes comment echoes the Gemara in Avodah Zarah, which describes the angel of death as "melo einayim," full of eyes (as are the seraphim). There are various pshatim, but you suggest a new one: to see and judge even our hidden sides, which we ourselves may not know.
That x-ray vision, measuring gaze, many eyes that see through the walls that hide us from ourselves but only until the end.
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From your blog I see: brave, complex, giving, intelligent, kind and witty (religious is a given).
I like the tanka about the Johari window - another learning moment on your blog.
If none can see them;
traits buried deeply within.
Are they really there?
Maybe waiting for the thaw,
the blossoming of ourselves?
esqcapades: That's really nice.
Thanks kishke. Your meeting poem is funny.
I thought of painting
a self-portrait, but then
I wondered: which self?
Thanks, esq.
I'd show all of me
But no one would understand
And neither would I
Thank you esqcapades. Blogs are an interesting place a Johari's window all of their own. I appreciate what you see here, that you learn from this blog.
Jonathan, Harry
Combined to make Johari
providing intrigue
What no-one sees is still there
The hidden most real of all
Kishke, thanks for the meeting poem, for this comment, for being here.
Miriam and Kishke:
Each us; many "I"s
It takes many eyes to see
even our own selves
Could I paint me? I wonder
As right now, do you read me?
Thanks for the thoughtful comment.
Your many eyes comment echoes the Gemara in Avodah Zarah, which describes the angel of death as "melo einayim," full of eyes (as are the seraphim). There are various pshatim, but you suggest a new one: to see and judge even our hidden sides, which we ourselves may not know.
That x-ray vision,
measuring gaze, many eyes
that see through the walls
that hide us from ourselves
but only until the end.
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