I lied (and goose tales)

Unwelcome visitors. Except, sometimes I enjoy it when they visit. Then I remember that too many geese spoil the pond.

Honesty and transparency make you vulnerable.  Be honest and transparent anyway.

~ Mother Teresa

Note:  There is a story within a story here.  It might be less confusing to follow one or the other.  The images and captions or the text outside of the images.  Then go back and pick up the rest.  Or not.  Maybe it’s just confusing to me.

I am here to ‘fess up.  Yesterday evening, I lied.  I didn’t say anything that was an untruth.  My prevarication wasn’t done in writing.  I lied by intentionally pressing the wrong button.

Fortunately, I don’t have to work too hard to chase them away. As soon as I walk down towards the pond, the geese honk loudly and swim to the other side.

Remember those robo-calls I mentioned in yesterday’s post?  Some of them are polls, wanting to know how I’m going to vote or what issues are important to me and other things of that nature.  They always begin with a recording informing me that it’s a poll taking place in Ohio, followed by blah, blah, blah that I don’t pay attention to anymore, and then asking the all important question:  Are you registered to vote?

Settling in on the other side.

Having had enough of the phone calls, I lied.  I pressed 2.  Pressing 2 means I am not registered to vote.  I got a quick “thank you” and a hang-up for my lie.  I suppose I might have also skewed something in the poll if they’re counting how many people are registered to vote.  I don’t think that’s the case.  What they probably want is information about how people are going to vote, and I essentially screened myself out of the process/poll.

They are debating whether or not to stay. “It’s a good pond,” says one goose. “But there’s someone walking around it, with a camera,” says another goose. “Well, somebody needs to make a decision…”

Hallelujah!  Maybe they’ll stop calling now.

The thing is, I lied just hours after deciding to focus on sauca.  Sauca (pronounced sow-cha) is one of the five disciplines called niyamas that yoga practitioners adopt as part of one’s relationship with oneself in day to day life and practices.  Sauca means purity or cleanliness.  This purity or cleanliness refers to both the outer and the inner life.  Cleanliness of body.  Cleanliness of environment.  Purity of mind.  Purity of heart.  Lying is not exactly pure.  Or clean.  Or good for the soul.

(Another note:  There are also the yamas, which involve our relationship to others and to the outer world.  One of the yamas, satya, means truthfulness, honesty, with ourselves and others.  Non-lying, in other words.  All these things tend to overlap, as is often case when it comes to ethics, morals, and good clean living.)

Decision made. I am never, ever ready for this shot. Someday I will be familiar enough with the behavior of the geese to judge when the decision to leave has been made and transmitted.

Upon hanging up the telephone, I felt sorry that I had so soon forgotten my intention.  The right thing to do would have been to let the answering machine pick it up, thereby freeing me from making a decision about whether or not I would cooperate and answer honestly.

I tried cropping it, but it’s still not the shot I would like to get.

I’m only human.  Sometimes not taking action is the best option.

Sculpture of geese in the pond at the Holden Arboretum. (Taken on 4 October 2012)

There is no well-defined boundary between honesty and dishonesty.  The frontiers of one blend with the outside limits of the other, and they who attempt to tread this dangerous ground may be sometimes in one domain and sometimes in the other.

~ O. Henry

A bigger view of the pond where the sculpture of geese lives.

Since there is no way for me to correct the lie, all I can do is let it go and resolve to do better.

Yesterday’s view of the creek. It doesn’t really fit in anywhere in this post as is, but the geese often end up hanging out near the creek after leaving the pond.

I guess that means I won’t be answering the phone again until after the election.

Today’s view of the pond. Only four geese came to visit today. They didn’t stay long and were gone by the time I went out for my walk.

That’s all from the Bogs for today.  Thanks for dropping in on this cloudy, sometimes sunny, sometimes rainy day.  Great flocks of birds have been stopping by and hanging out in the trees or on the lawn from time to time.  The afternoon air has been filled with the sound of them chattering, and that great whoosh! that follows when many of them take flight at the same time.  If you want to go for a walk around the pond, check the radar first.  It looks like a good dousing of rain is on the way.  Take an umbrella or put you rain gear on if you don’t mind the rain.  I’ve found rainy days by the pond are quite beautiful, and watching the raindrops hit the surface of the water can be quite mesmerizing.

Smudged and smirched

When we can begin to take our failures non-seriously, it means we are ceasing to be afraid of them.  It is of immense importance to learn to laugh at ourselves.

~ Katherine Mansfield

28 Comments on “I lied (and goose tales)”

  1. Gracie says:

    Lovely photos, Robin, I wouldn’t worry about the little lie you told, as you said, we’re only human and are bound to slip once in a while. I think what’s important is that we learn from each and every mistake we make.

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, Gracie.

      I wasn’t overly concerned about it, but did marvel at how quickly I’d forgotten my decision to experiment with a focus on sauca. Change can be slow, and a few stumbles are expected along the way. 🙂

  2. Oh, I think some of those phone calls provoke me to lie.. Like “Yes.. my furnace has been cleaned already, but thank you”.. I like to think I’m letting them down gently:D

    • Robin says:

      lol, Smidge! I’ve done that, too. I think that’s what fascinates me about it all. There are times when a lie seems okay. That’s one of the reasons I wanted to experiment with some of the ideas/principles in yoga. 🙂

  3. Deborah Lee says:

    A couple of weeks ago my bro-in-law was all upset about the polls. I said to him – don’t believe the polls. It was the polls that predicted Dewey would win the election in 1948. I answered the phone the next day and found an automatic survey so I decided to prove the polls wrong. According to my answers I am a black Muslim male, age 18-24, who attends religious services more than once a week, is a Republican and will be voting for Mitt Romney. None of that is true, and I don’t feel bad about it. Guess I’m really in trouble!!

    • Robin says:

      lol, Deborah Lee! I thought about going that route, too. I still think about it when I hear another call come in stating “this is a poll…” I’m bad. lol!

  4. Anita Mac says:

    If it makes you feel any better….you didn’t lie to a person, only a recording! I wouldn’t sweat it too much….as long as you are true to yourself and your beliefs….my tactic is to just hang up on the recording. Doesn’t accomplish much but it is my own little personal protest! But on a positive note – love your photos…once again, I am enjoying the shots from the bogs! For the first time in a number of years I find myself not enjoying the colours of fall and the calls of the geese – perhaps this is making me a little homesick….I love this time of year!

    • Robin says:

      Now THAT is a very good point, Anita! Thank you. 🙂

      I’m enjoying (and very interested in) your travels on the Camino so the least I can do is give back by bringing you some of the colors of fall.

  5. mobius faith says:

    You listen longer than I do. As soon as I hear an automated voice I hang up. End of story.
    Love the geese. These images are the kind of magic that I’ve come to expect from your work. This message was brought you by ____________ If you are registered to vote, press_________…. LOL

    • Robin says:

      lol, Terry! I was hoping that little lie would end the calls. Turns out that’s not true. Ah well. I tried.

      Thank you so much for the wonderful compliment. 🙂

  6. Robin, I’m guessing that you seldom “lie”….isn’t it odd how one can commit to a value and then…zap…an unusual event occurs and that commitment gets unexpectedly “zapped,” although in a very minor manner…a learning opportunity, if nothing else. I read about people in New Hampshire who leave the state for the next several weeks to escape the contentiousness. The photos are so beautiful…. imho, sharing of beauty neutralizes/purifies any other possible minor “non-virtues”…poof, just like that, it’s gone! 😀

    • Robin says:

      True, true, Kathy (PP). Lies are not my usual modus operandi. I’d leave the state, but this nonsense has been going on for about a year. I can’t afford to stay away that long. lol!

      Thank you. 🙂

  7. Quakers! What a tail. Sometime it’s necessary to let things fly away….unrumple the feathers and center on the north star to gain clear direction.
    Fly on, the water and wind clears all and like the geese know, everyday is a new day.
    You’re a good chick….or you wouldn’t be able to see and record so much beauty and share it .

  8. I hang up on them…except for the TPP. That was a real person, and obnoxious. I kinda’ told him in no uncertain terms not to call again. I might have raised my voice…just a bit 😉

  9. aFrankAngle says:

    i’m not the lying type, but, robo calls can activate the trait. Maybe next time I get a call from Rachel at Card Services, I will continue, but insist talking to Rachel, and only Rachel.

    Meanwhile, I may have to repeat something I did four years ago on Election Day. We were eating dinner, and I got a call wondering if I voted … I told them no because I thought Election Day was next week. 🙂 Wonder if I get a call again this year?

    Last pic my fav!

  10. Caller ID and the answering machine – our 2 best friends during election season! If we don’t recognize the number, we don’t answer the phone. Don’t feel bad about pressing “2”, those people shouldn’t be calling people at home, anyway!!

    I have really been enjoying your series of Autumn photos, the colors and mood are exactly why I love this season! 🙂

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, Holly. 🙂

      I usually let the answering machine take the calls. This was a desperate attempt to MAKE IT STOP. It didn’t work. They’re still calling. Crazy.

  11. Val says:

    When it comes to unwanted callers on the phone or to the door whether they’re trying to sell me something or find out something I don’t want to tell them (that includes polls and market research) or trying to persuade me that their religion is the only one there is, I will lie. I do lie. I lie to make them go away. And the last time I did it, I told a pair of Jehovah’s Witnesses that I had company and couldn’t talk to them. However, it wasn’t a total lie. I didn’t have any human company, but did have birdies outside. Who’s to say that was a lie? Does a lie depend on a specific truth?

    There was someone I knew years ago who never told lies, not even white lies. I disagreed with her strongly on the latter because she was using that belief to be quite openly offensive to people. Would you tell someone you think they’re ugly? I doubt it. But not doing so if you believe they are, would be a lie. So there are degrees of it. And I don’t happen to believe that all types of lying are necessarily impure, or unclean or bad for the soul. I think it depends entirely on the situation and circumstance.

    And all that aside – no lie here – I adore your photos here. 🙂

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, Val. 🙂

      I do not want to be that kind of person at all. Nope, not at all. Although I prefer not to lie, I would never tell someone a hurtful truth unless it had to be said (because there are times when things have to be said, like it or not). I think you’re right about the degrees of lying. It probably all comes down to intent.

  12. Marianne says:

    Wonderful photos of the geese, Robin. Both stories were great! Pressing 2 sounds like something I would do as well. I can feel the frustration behind the finger. lol! 🙂

  13. Love the story – wow, can I relate to that! – and love the photos, as usual. The last one is especially gorgeous. Did you create it in two layers, or via some other method? It’s very intriguing.

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