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		<title>By: tammy</title>
		<link>http://cheerfulmonk.com/2009/01/12/to-tell-the-truth/comment-page-1/#comment-17544</link>
		<dc:creator>tammy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2011 02:49:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i worked with a &quot;joe&quot; type once. my joe was named bill. he intimated everyone. he was quick... very quick. and if you didn&#039;t catch his drift immediately he could be very derisive.
one day i said &quot;bill, you are such a pompous asshole. i don&#039;t know if i love you in spite of it or because of it.&quot;
from that time forward he treated me as an equal. (i suppose that was his greatest compliment.) he really was extremely intelligent. and normally, never let you forget it.
when his little granddaughter was born and they found out she was severly mentally challenged, he came to my office and with tears in his eyes, reached out for a hug. 
it was much like your goodbye from joe. a moment of heartfelt truth. no games. no witty repartee. just raw, human truth and emotion.
no words at all. sometimes truth doesn&#039;t need words.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i worked with a &#8220;joe&#8221; type once. my joe was named bill. he intimated everyone. he was quick&#8230; very quick. and if you didn&#8217;t catch his drift immediately he could be very derisive.<br />
one day i said &#8220;bill, you are such a pompous asshole. i don&#8217;t know if i love you in spite of it or because of it.&#8221;<br />
from that time forward he treated me as an equal. (i suppose that was his greatest compliment.) he really was extremely intelligent. and normally, never let you forget it.<br />
when his little granddaughter was born and they found out she was severly mentally challenged, he came to my office and with tears in his eyes, reached out for a hug.<br />
it was much like your goodbye from joe. a moment of heartfelt truth. no games. no witty repartee. just raw, human truth and emotion.<br />
no words at all. sometimes truth doesn&#8217;t need words.</p>
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		<title>By: bikehikebabe</title>
		<link>http://cheerfulmonk.com/2009/01/12/to-tell-the-truth/comment-page-1/#comment-3153</link>
		<dc:creator>bikehikebabe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 00:50:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You do something fancy (Jean will tell you what,) &amp; your picture comes up with your comment. 

It&#039;s almost like you&#039;re talking to the person when you read what they say &amp; see their picture.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You do something fancy (Jean will tell you what,) &amp; your picture comes up with your comment. </p>
<p>It&#8217;s almost like you&#8217;re talking to the person when you read what they say &amp; see their picture.</p>
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		<title>By: Jean</title>
		<link>http://cheerfulmonk.com/2009/01/12/to-tell-the-truth/comment-page-1/#comment-3143</link>
		<dc:creator>Jean</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 03:47:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Conrad,
I love your site!  I&#039;m practicing &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.levintel.com/2008/12/26/every-kid-deserves-an-eccentric-grandpa/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;playing my nose&lt;/a&gt;.&quot;  

I agree, often the nonverbal communication conveys a lot more meaning than the words.  That&#039;s why I love interacting with dogs.  In general they don&#039;t care about words, but they sure know how to communicate.  

I also agree: Joe blew me away with his goodbye.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Conrad,<br />
I love your site!  I&#8217;m practicing &#8220;<a href="http://www.levintel.com/2008/12/26/every-kid-deserves-an-eccentric-grandpa/" rel="nofollow">playing my nose</a>.&#8221;  </p>
<p>I agree, often the nonverbal communication conveys a lot more meaning than the words.  That&#8217;s why I love interacting with dogs.  In general they don&#8217;t care about words, but they sure know how to communicate.  </p>
<p>I also agree: Joe blew me away with his goodbye.</p>
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		<title>By: Conrad</title>
		<link>http://cheerfulmonk.com/2009/01/12/to-tell-the-truth/comment-page-1/#comment-3138</link>
		<dc:creator>Conrad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 23:42:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jean, this is the first time I&#039;ve read your blog.  I&#039;ll be back.  No lie.

Authentic moments, scripted in the movies or portrayed in novels, sometimes seem more truthful than real life situations.  Joe did a heckuva job pulling it off in telling you goodbye.  But emotions, messy though they are, and passions often carry the message and most of us aren&#039;t good enough actors or pathological liars to fake emotions well.  Those are the communicatons, rather than the words, that usually make a difference for me.

Conrads last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.levintel.com/2009/01/20/obama%E2%80%99s-rubik%E2%80%99s-cube/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Obama’s Rubik’s Cube&lt;/a&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jean, this is the first time I&#8217;ve read your blog.  I&#8217;ll be back.  No lie.</p>
<p>Authentic moments, scripted in the movies or portrayed in novels, sometimes seem more truthful than real life situations.  Joe did a heckuva job pulling it off in telling you goodbye.  But emotions, messy though they are, and passions often carry the message and most of us aren&#8217;t good enough actors or pathological liars to fake emotions well.  Those are the communicatons, rather than the words, that usually make a difference for me.</p>
<p>Conrads last blog post..<a href="http://www.levintel.com/2009/01/20/obama%E2%80%99s-rubik%E2%80%99s-cube/" rel="nofollow">Obama’s Rubik’s Cube</a></p>
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		<title>By: Diane</title>
		<link>http://cheerfulmonk.com/2009/01/12/to-tell-the-truth/comment-page-1/#comment-3116</link>
		<dc:creator>Diane</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 03:09:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes...well put! Consideration is so much more kind and loving.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes&#8230;well put! Consideration is so much more kind and loving.</p>
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		<title>By: Jean</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jean</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 04:47:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Diane,
I&#039;m with you...the hardest part is knowing when to keep quiet or shade the truth for the sake of another person&#039;s feelings.  &quot;Brutally frank&quot; does not appeal to me.  In my book if it&#039;s brutal there&#039;s something wrong.  Even if something needs to be said we can try to be considerate.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Diane,<br />
I&#8217;m with you&#8230;the hardest part is knowing when to keep quiet or shade the truth for the sake of another person&#8217;s feelings.  &#8220;Brutally frank&#8221; does not appeal to me.  In my book if it&#8217;s brutal there&#8217;s something wrong.  Even if something needs to be said we can try to be considerate.</p>
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		<title>By: Diane</title>
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		<dc:creator>Diane</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 08:05:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Jean,

Soo funny this is your post....my nephew just called me up last month he&#039;s in college in Hawaii. One of his socialogy professors had a class on why lying is right and good in this world. Actually listed why it was appropriate to lie. He was so upset and mad at the professor. He was reeally pissed in that most students are really young and may not have their values set. I guess she was doing studies as well on it and research. So we had a long talk on it. We all know people who create yarns and their stories can never be trusted. Or the famous sit around a campfire and one person tells a story and by the time it gets around the fire its hard to find any part of the beginning story which could be attributed to bad listening, a prankster, a lier, a deciever, exageration, etc. Some people can lie easily they have no conscience! 
So for me I say I try to be honest and open as best I can though I have told white lies or with held information if it would hurt someone. Some say that is just as wrong and truth always delivers and it does most times I think. 

I agree with Rummuser comment and I love bikehike babes quote. People are not always what they appear to be and sometimes it takes a while before find out who they really are.

Some people just have highly developed consciences and lies just interfere with their character and values.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Jean,</p>
<p>Soo funny this is your post&#8230;.my nephew just called me up last month he&#8217;s in college in Hawaii. One of his socialogy professors had a class on why lying is right and good in this world. Actually listed why it was appropriate to lie. He was so upset and mad at the professor. He was reeally pissed in that most students are really young and may not have their values set. I guess she was doing studies as well on it and research. So we had a long talk on it. We all know people who create yarns and their stories can never be trusted. Or the famous sit around a campfire and one person tells a story and by the time it gets around the fire its hard to find any part of the beginning story which could be attributed to bad listening, a prankster, a lier, a deciever, exageration, etc. Some people can lie easily they have no conscience!<br />
So for me I say I try to be honest and open as best I can though I have told white lies or with held information if it would hurt someone. Some say that is just as wrong and truth always delivers and it does most times I think. </p>
<p>I agree with Rummuser comment and I love bikehike babes quote. People are not always what they appear to be and sometimes it takes a while before find out who they really are.</p>
<p>Some people just have highly developed consciences and lies just interfere with their character and values.</p>
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		<title>By: Jean</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jean</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 01:42:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Evelyn,
That&#039;s a good way of describing it.  Often the &quot;truth&quot; about individuals is different from what we communicate to others, not always because we&#039;re trying to hide something, but simply because they&#039;re not interested.  Communication is building a bridge between different interests and views of the world.   That means we try to focus on something we have in common and a lot gets left out.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Evelyn,<br />
That&#8217;s a good way of describing it.  Often the &#8220;truth&#8221; about individuals is different from what we communicate to others, not always because we&#8217;re trying to hide something, but simply because they&#8217;re not interested.  Communication is building a bridge between different interests and views of the world.   That means we try to focus on something we have in common and a lot gets left out.</p>
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		<title>By: Evelyn Lim</title>
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		<dc:creator>Evelyn Lim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 12:37:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Although I don&#039;t think lying is a good thing, I know that certain situations require some tact and skill. Also, I feel that blatant lying and shades of the truth are two very different things. In a blatant lie, you completely distort the truth.  In shades of truth, you leave it to the other person to make his own conclusions and interpretations.

Evelyn Lims last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/attractionmindmap/~3/513123416/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Mouths Are Flapping&lt;/a&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Although I don&#8217;t think lying is a good thing, I know that certain situations require some tact and skill. Also, I feel that blatant lying and shades of the truth are two very different things. In a blatant lie, you completely distort the truth.  In shades of truth, you leave it to the other person to make his own conclusions and interpretations.</p>
<p>Evelyn Lims last blog post..<a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/attractionmindmap/~3/513123416/" rel="nofollow">Mouths Are Flapping</a></p>
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		<title>By: bikehikebabe</title>
		<link>http://cheerfulmonk.com/2009/01/12/to-tell-the-truth/comment-page-1/#comment-3097</link>
		<dc:creator>bikehikebabe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 05:27:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Golly Gee, Jean didn&#039;t have to respond to that.
I might tell a tiny white lie like--&quot;You haven&#039;t aged at all.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Golly Gee, Jean didn&#8217;t have to respond to that.<br />
I might tell a tiny white lie like&#8211;&#8221;You haven&#8217;t aged at all.&#8221;</p>
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