tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post3586355317473618185..comments2024-03-10T05:18:37.521-04:00Comments on Stories From A Starry Sky: A to Z "V" is for Void: voluntarily stepping into a vast oneTeresa Cypherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-28320877451475394542012-04-30T08:15:27.158-04:002012-04-30T08:15:27.158-04:00The most important thing is that you managed to fi...The most important thing is that you managed to find your way back to the light. I think situations like these are key in testing our natural moral compass. Yours is working well: feeling guilty for not realizing it sooner (or by yourself) makes it all the more apparent - I believe it must be comforting to learn that. I hope one day, I'll have a experience like this - but I can't say I'm looking forward to finding out if I'm a Ralph or a Roger - like in The Lord of the Flies. Deeply moving and powerful writing! :)DasNukhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06513945470399592454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-65930801789075095192012-04-26T19:03:47.899-04:002012-04-26T19:03:47.899-04:00Carol (C)--to differentiate from Carol P, mentione...Carol (C)--to differentiate from Carol P, mentioned in the blogpost, and I talked about this at work, today. She said she can remember some of it, but that the majority was so shocking to her that she blocked it out. And we both made the same observation--if you ran into a coworker away from work, they were so normal. The darkness, lack of inhibitions... who knows? It was hard but honest work, and it paid the bills. You kids were worth every bit of it. Love you!Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-28615237696647507232012-04-26T06:05:04.230-04:002012-04-26T06:05:04.230-04:00It makes me sad to think of my Mammaletto experien...It makes me sad to think of my Mammaletto experiencing this. But you never brought the hell-hole home. You were always our sweet mommy who showed us how to shuffle in the leaves, read Robert Frost poems and taught us how to pinch with our toes. You made our world beautiful and good. I love you, mom.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02712840054957646110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-75335952298321742082012-04-25T21:18:49.757-04:002012-04-25T21:18:49.757-04:00Thanks for taking the time to read it, Maria. It s...Thanks for taking the time to read it, Maria. It seems so long ago. Almost as if it were another life. But, I learned from it. :-) Thanks for your kind words :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-20106797465837302372012-04-25T21:17:45.702-04:002012-04-25T21:17:45.702-04:00Thanks you, Botanist. It is strange and scary whe...Thanks you, Botanist. It is strange and scary when you g discover that you are quite sure who you are. It makes me wonder how humans can drift so far to the left or the right and not realize it until they are in the ditch :-) Thank you for taking the time to read it! :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-17496494629554626212012-04-25T21:16:11.604-04:002012-04-25T21:16:11.604-04:00Thanks for taking the time to read it, Trisha. Yo...Thanks for taking the time to read it, Trisha. You know, it really was fascinating to me. Even on dark days, I was in awe of the how the entire system was designed to flow, from compost to stub pile and steamed trays. A room full of mushrooms was a pretty sight. It might not have been so bad if we could have listened to music with ear-buds. But, mine-safety did not allow due to the risk of cave-ins and people not hearing the alarms. :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-53535199407093577692012-04-25T21:13:03.889-04:002012-04-25T21:13:03.889-04:00Most are grown above ground, now. This was an odd...Most are grown above ground, now. This was an oddity--an old limestone mine. I sometimes can hardly believe that over a thousand people made their living there. It was not good work, but it paid the bills. It is no longer in business. I worked there for five years...five...long...years... :-) Thank you for stopping and reading this post. :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-8500201361324372362012-04-25T21:09:11.627-04:002012-04-25T21:09:11.627-04:00Thanks, Johanna. One of the best things about time...Thanks, Johanna. One of the best things about time is that it takes the rough edges of things. It was bad...but I learned from the experience. And in the end, I was probably a better and stronger person for it. :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-15137682326468051582012-04-25T21:04:05.722-04:002012-04-25T21:04:05.722-04:00Uh oh, lol...the tattoo?? Please, be sure I don&#...Uh oh, lol...the tattoo?? Please, be sure I don't miss that story when you get around to posting it! Thanks for taking the time to read this, Lily! :-)Teresa Cypherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08940430996766842518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-30540411289035980792012-04-25T19:18:20.522-04:002012-04-25T19:18:20.522-04:00I can't or perhaps don't want to believe s...I can't or perhaps don't want to believe such things go on...<br />When I was younger, I worked in a few factories, and it was bitchy, and competitive. Thank goodness I was made redundant after two years!<br />Very moving, and yes we all have a dark side.Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05322234219197041788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-9276443768656723162012-04-25T16:58:46.734-04:002012-04-25T16:58:46.734-04:00Excellent post- we all have a dark side, I think i...Excellent post- we all have a dark side, I think it's part of how we learn- not such credit in being good if that is all you are, but choosing to be good, that's a powerful positive experience. And my answer is yes, and I had a tattoo- but I might save that story for another time! :-)Lisa Southardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09711376747848601409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-69269313706947293662012-04-25T12:36:16.497-04:002012-04-25T12:36:16.497-04:00Teresa, this is such a touching post. Thank you so...Teresa, this is such a touching post. Thank you so much for sharing your experience. I can't imagine what that must have been like for you!Johanna Garthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15515478890074610814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-86200633201180486162012-04-25T03:53:23.232-04:002012-04-25T03:53:23.232-04:00My goodness. I'll never look at a mushroom in ...My goodness. I'll never look at a mushroom in the same way again! I had no idea. I remember I had to endure a horrid job for almost two years, but it was nothing like your experience. Not even close. Wow.Lynda R Young as Elle Cardyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09975442291393246148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-17228506051129433312012-04-25T01:17:30.085-04:002012-04-25T01:17:30.085-04:00I had to read the whole thing, because I've ne...I had to read the whole thing, because I've never heard of underground mushroom picking! fascinating post, but sounds like a truly horrible place to work. I can see the temptation in becoming 'tough', in refusing to let people's meanness bother you...but as you said, it came at a cost.<br /><br />I've had a lot of wacky jobs, but never worked with truly horrible, nasty people. Some serious bitches and bastards, yes, but nobody who would make me feel like a piece of meat like that.Trishahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16927558937796802496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696914224277711875.post-69894041033810565232012-04-25T00:29:02.906-04:002012-04-25T00:29:02.906-04:00I don't think I've ever stepped into quite...I don't think I've ever stepped into quite that kind of darkness, but there was a while in my life when I really had no idea who I was, and that was kinda scary.<br /><br />Deep and thought-provoking post.Botanisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12098709722475364465noreply@blogger.com