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Who Are You?

ChristineM

"Be strong", I whispered to my coffee.
Premium Member
Hi, I am I

Chris (Christine), other identification withheld on the grounds it may incriminate me.

Born and raised on a farm. rejected as uneducable at school because of undiagnosed dyslexia. Diagnosed at 14 and remedial measures taken. I taught myself to read and write (not very well). By 16 i had caught up enough to pass the exams that got me into college. From there to university.

On leaving uni i, along with my future husband who studied the same fields, started a company creating 3D computer mimic diagrams for Programmable Logic Computers.

At that time what we offered was unique but computer automation was in its infancy and rare. Work was scarce to begin with but as time passed the company succeded to the extent we employed 24 artists and a technician and did work for industry, government, military and media/film.

Side note. Because of work i left having children until very late, i was 36 when i gave birth to the twins and 41 for the youngest daughter. That in itself is a long and odd story but i cannot repeat it here.

Back to the company. We were offered crazy money to sell. The sale allowed us to retire and move to France. So here i am.

There is a hell of a lot missed out, most not particularly interesting and the bits that are interesting aren't printable on a public thread.

Cheers

Chris
 

JustGeorge

Imperfect
Staff member
Premium Member
I don't know who I am, but I'm a good philosopher.

That's important. We need more philosophers in the world.

I keep coming back to this question. Who I truly am is beyond age, beyond family, beyond gender and beyond my temporary thoughts and feelings about who I am.

Notable figures from the East, Ramana Maharshi and others have advocated serious internal questioning "who am I".

At this point all I can really say is I am the one who sees the value in questioning "who am I".

It takes a lot to get to that point. Happy you're there... I think about it sometimes, and am trying to internalize it. Knowing with the head and knowing with the heart are two different things.

Yeah, I find it difficult too. I know how to compare myself to other people, but to just list qualities like "honesty integrity hard work etc" or rather, whatever would apply to me, like you might describe a retail or grocery store.... I don't think I can really successfully do it.

I did that for a long time, and then I found some of the names I picked up did it better, at least for me...

I used to dislike my first name when I was in grade (primary) school, so much that I made everyone call me by my middle name.

Now I wouldn't trade it for any name.

What made you uncomfortable with your name? What caused you to love it?

The Saga of the Völsungs among many other old stories. They are as varied as the regions they come from.

Sigurd - Wikipedia

He's an interesting and flawed character - the prototypical dragon slayer. As someone who's had to slay his own dragons, that's something that resonates with me. :)

And now I have another book to add to my 'Tomes to Read' list...

Hi, I am I

Chris (Christine), other identification withheld on the grounds it may incriminate me.

Born and raised on a farm. rejected as uneducable at school because of undiagnosed dyslexia. Diagnosed at 14 and remedial measures taken. I taught myself to read and write (not very well). By 16 i had caught up enough to pass the exams that got me into college. From there to university.

On leaving uni i, along with my future husband who studied the same fields, started a company creating 3D computer mimic diagrams for Programmable Logic Computers.

At that time what we offered was unique but computer automation was in its infancy and rare. Work was scarce to begin with but as time passed the company succeded to the extent we employed 24 artists and a technician and did work for industry, government, military and media/film.

Side note. Because of work i left having children until very late, i was 36 when i gave birth to the twins and 41 for the youngest daughter. That in itself is a long and odd story but i cannot repeat it here.

Back to the company. We were offered crazy money to sell. The sale allowed us to retire and move to France. So here i am.

There is a hell of a lot missed out, most not particularly interesting and the bits that are interesting aren't printable on a public thread.

Cheers

Chris

Some of those unprintable parts are the best parts! (Not that I'm suggesting you do so, just sayin'.)
 

SalixIncendium

अहं ब्रह्मास्मि
Staff member
Premium Member
What made you uncomfortable with your name? What caused you to love it?

The answer to both questions is because it was rather unique.

As a child, I was the only one with that name, which felt a bit weird.

As and adult, I started to enjoy feeling a bit weird.
 

Trailblazer

Veteran Member
God has blessed me far beyond what I deserve. I don't always appreciate that like I should.
I don't know what you consider to be blessings? How do we know what we deserve vs. what we get?
How do we know if we are blessed, because we feel blessed? I don't feel very blessed but maybe I am. There are many things I have to be thankful for but just as many things or more that I don't consider blessings at all. Moreover, many of the things I have to be thankful for I got myself. They were not God's doing so why should I feel blessed?
 

SalixIncendium

अहं ब्रह्मास्मि
Staff member
Premium Member
I don't know what you consider to be blessings? How do we know what we deserve vs. what we get?
How do we know if we are blessed, because we feel blessed? I don't feel very blessed but maybe I am. There are many things I have to be thankful for but just as many things or more that I don't consider blessings at all. Moreover, many of the things I have to be thankful for I got myself. They were not God's doing so why should I feel blessed?

I feel blessed as a result of the many time I've sneezed in the presence of others.
 

Brickjectivity

Veteran Member
Staff member
Premium Member
Why were you held at gunpoint? What did you try to convert people to? What did you convert to? How many years did you backpack?
The first time I was about 10 visiting a relative who lived in an apartment. At 5 am I accidentally let the cat out. I got lost, and the apartment blocks all looked the same. I knocked upon the wrong door and was greeted with a shotgun. The person was either scared or annoyed.

The second time was a hitchhiker. I gave him a ride to a restaurant. Then he pulled a gun and was going to have me drive him further. Suddenly his friend came out of the restaurant and got him out of the car. I think he was a local.

The third time escapes my memory every time I try to talk about all three. Perhaps there were actually only 2 times. I once held a gun up at my scoutmaster though. It was not loaded, but he was still not pleased. I learned not to point guns at people.

Boy scouts took me backpacking when I was 14. It was only a weekend, but we hiked 20 miles with packs. I learned a lot. That same scoutmaster went along. I went backpacking two more times after that.

As a teenager I passed out tracts to spread the gospel. I did it in malls and sometimes at beaches. I really hated doing this as I was an introvert and didn't feel comfortable either with the kinds of questions people asked, particularly questions about hell.

I converted from evangelical to christadelphian, from Christian to Christian. Then I left that and became much more generically Christian and became more much like a Quaker in my views....so it was Christian to Christian to Christian. I view people as having an inner light and all being divine in some way, and I've adopted Sunrise's phrase about only God being real. This kind of thinking has very ancient grounding but is unknown to many. Its analogous to the stone table in the book the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. In that book there's a giant stone table with ancient magic written on it that is so mysterious or old that no one knows how to read it, but the words carved into it uphold all of their world and are the source of its creation.
 

Wildswanderer

Veteran Member
I don't know what you consider to be blessings? How do we know what we deserve vs. what we get?
How do we know if we are blessed, because we feel blessed? I don't feel very blessed but maybe I am. There are many things I have to be thankful for but just as many things or more that I don't consider blessings at all. Moreover, many of the things I have to be thankful for I got myself. They were not God's doing so why should I feel blessed?
Everything that I do myself is a blessing because God enabled me to do it. Even the ability to see this phone, and to recognize letters and to operate a keyboard is a blessing.
What I deserve is for God to turn away, as I have certainly not lived sinless. But he doesn't.
 

Trailblazer

Veteran Member
Everything that I do myself is a blessing because God enabled me to do it. Even the ability to see this phone, and to recognize letters and to operate a keyboard is a blessing.
What I deserve is for God to turn away, as I have certainly not lived sinless. But he doesn't.
I posted to you because I like the Christian attitude towards God and it always helps me. I also listen to Christian music for the same reason. All the Baha'is I know have a similar attitude towards God, but I struggle with God as loving because of some things that have happened to me, mostly things people told me that God was doing that I later realized were not true. However, the damage was done and now I have to try to undo it.
Thanks for your input.
 

JustGeorge

Imperfect
Staff member
Premium Member
The answer to both questions is because it was rather unique.

As a child, I was the only one with that name, which felt a bit weird.

As and adult, I started to enjoy feeling a bit weird.

I have a friend with your name. For a large part of my life I had a friend that didn't have your name, but I referred to her with your name anyways. (Long story.) It stuck for about 15 years(unfortunately, we became relatives, and then in true familial fashion, stopped talking).

I don't know what you consider to be blessings? How do we know what we deserve vs. what we get?
How do we know if we are blessed, because we feel blessed? I don't feel very blessed but maybe I am. There are many things I have to be thankful for but just as many things or more that I don't consider blessings at all. Moreover, many of the things I have to be thankful for I got myself. They were not God's doing so why should I feel blessed?

Just feel blessed for what you feel blessed for, not what you should feel blessed for.

The first time I was about 10 visiting a relative who lived in an apartment. At 5 am I accidentally let the cat out. I got lost, and the apartment blocks all looked the same. I knocked upon the wrong door and was greeted with a shotgun. The person was either scared or annoyed.

The second time was a hitchhiker. I gave him a ride to a restaurant. Then he pulled a gun and was going to have me drive him further. Suddenly his friend came out of the restaurant and got him out of the car. I think he was a local.

The third time escapes my memory every time I try to talk about all three. Perhaps there were actually only 2 times. I once held a gun up at my scoutmaster though. It was not loaded, but he was still not pleased. I learned not to point guns at people.

Boy scouts took me backpacking when I was 14. It was only a weekend, but we hiked 20 miles with packs. I learned a lot. That same scoutmaster went along. I went backpacking two more times after that.

As a teenager I passed out tracts to spread the gospel. I did it in malls and sometimes at beaches. I really hated doing this as I was an introvert and didn't feel comfortable either with the kinds of questions people asked, particularly questions about hell.

I converted from evangelical to christadelphian, from Christian to Christian. Then I left that and became much more generically Christian and became more much like a Quaker in my views....so it was Christian to Christian to Christian. I view people as having an inner light and all being divine in some way, and I've adopted Sunrise's phrase about only God being real. This kind of thinking has very ancient grounding but is unknown to many. Its analogous to the stone table in the book the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. In that book there's a giant stone table with ancient magic written on it that is so mysterious or old that no one knows how to read it, but the words carved into it uphold all of their world and are the source of its creation.

You've lived a full life. I've only had a gun pulled on me once. But I never pulled one on anyone else. Not even an unloaded one.

I did shoot one, once. It was at a target. I was wearing a mini skirt and 5 inch heeled boots. I was told I was going to fall on my rump if I shot the gun wearing that. Not only did I not fall, I hit the target perfectly. Never shot one again.

Hah! If you do want to read it, Dr. Jackson Crawford has a wonderful translation. :D

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075DY8K49/ref=dp-kindle-redirect?_encoding=UTF8&btkr=1

Got it on my 'to order' list now. ;)

Roger Daltry!

Did I win?

You did! Congratulations!
 
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