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Rebecca J Hanna

Assemblage Artist , Wisdom Keeper, Conspiracy Researcher, Bibliophile, Herbivore, Big Pharma Anarchist, Child of the 60's, Pronoia Advocate, Comedic Reliefian, Twin Peaks and Dirk Gently fan, Zen is my default daily reset, Jedi wannabe, American born with Irish and Blackfoot roots, anti-woke, More CO2 please (the trees asked me to add this), doer of useful old school stuff

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2026-09-15 22:44:21 GMT

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Oh--Thank you for sharing that!! Such brillant colors 💖

2026-09-15 12:21:11 GMT

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2026-09-11 12:42:31 GMT

Spanish highways are now generating power from the wind of passing cars.
A pilot project near Madrid installed bladeless vortex turbines along a busy highway. The cylindrical devices oscillate in the turbulent air created by passing vehicles, generating electricity through electromagnetic induction. They produce power for highway lighting, signage, and emergency phones.
The turbines are silent, bird-safe, and require no large foundations. They capture energy from wind gusts that traditional turbines cannot use. Each unit generates one hundred watts, and an array of fifty units powers a five-kilometer stretch of highway.
Spain's highway network spans over seventeen thousand kilometers, offering vast potential for distributed generation. The project is a collaboration between the Spanish government and a renewable energy startup. It demonstrates how infrastructure can serve dual purposes.
Researchers at the Polytechnic University of Madrid are optimizing the turbine spacing to maximize energy capture. The technology could be deployed along railways, airport runways, and industrial zones. This is a creative solution for urban energy generation.
Source : Polytechnic University of Madrid Urban Wind Energy Report, 2025 (Credit: The Science Current / Facebook)
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2026-09-10 13:10:00 GMT

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"One of the most surprising migration stories in North America involves an insect people assume never leaves the pond.
THE SPECIES: Common green darner (Anax junius) — one of the largest and most widespread dragonflies in North America. Bright green thorax, blue or purplish abdomen in males.
THE MIGRATION: Research using stable isotope analysis (led by researchers including Michael Hallworth at the Smithsonian Migratory Bird Center) showed green darners complete a multi-generational migratory cycle. One generation moves north in spring, a subsequent generation moves south in fall, and a resident generation overwinters in the south — a relay strategy similar in structure to monarchs.
THE DISTANCE: Individual dragonflies have been documented traveling hundreds of miles, with the full annual cycle spanning a far greater range.
THE SWARMS: Large fall movements sometimes produce dramatic swarms along coastlines, lake shores, and ridgelines — occasionally dense enough to show up on weather radar.
WHAT TRIGGERS IT: Migration is linked to temperature thresholds — cold fronts push southbound movement.
WHY IT MATTERS: Migrating dragonflies are voracious predators of flying insects, including mosquitoes, and they in turn become critical fuel for migrating falcons and other raptors. American kestrels and merlins are frequently observed hunting migrating dragonflies.
WATCH FOR IT: Clear day after a cold front, near open water or along a shoreline, September. Look for hundreds of large dragonflies all moving the same direction."
#dragonflymigration #greendarner #multigenerational #radarswarms #anaxjunius
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2026-09-07 11:37:58 GMT

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"5 days ago
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You have an emergency reset button built into the skin of your face and hardly anyone knows how to use it.
This mechanism is one of the fastest ways to lower your heart rate and reduce anxiety.
Seals, whales, and dolphins use a pronounced version of this. The moment their face touches water, their heart rate slows, allowing them to dive for longer periods of time.
The trigeminal nerve drives this function. It’s one of the largest nerves in your head, covering the entire surface of your face. Cold water touching your face, especially your forehead, eyes, nose, and upper cheeks, fires the nerve. The vagus nerve activates and flips on your parasympathetic nervous system, also known as rest and digest.
Parasympathetic response is where you want to be to feel calm, slow your heart, and reduce panic symptoms. Modern life does the opposite, keeping you stuck in fight or flight.
This action is called the mammalian dive reflex. Babies instinctively use this to hold their breath and slow their heart rate when submerged in water. We took my son for swimming lessons when he was 5-6 months old and at the end, we dunked our babies. Every one of them knew to hold their breath and not one of them cried.
The mammalian dive reflex is considered to be one of the most powerful autonomic reflexes in the human body.
I have my clients activate this as a first step for cold adaptation. Many report that it's more effective than coffee to start their day. I concur.
Other side effects include increased focus, less puffiness, tighter skin, and a healthy glow to your face, though temporary.
To get started:
1️⃣ Fill a bowl with ice water. You want the temp to be 59F/15C or colder. Colder water creates a stronger response. If you tend to be sensitive, start warmer and work your way down.
2️⃣ Hold your breath and submerge your face to your hairline. Do a total of 5 dunks. 30-60 second rest between. Work towards 30 seconds or more for the extra adventurous. Longer breath holds create a stronger response.
Have a towel on hand to dab your face in between dunks.
CAUTION: If you have heart issues or other health conditions, get medical clearance.
When used in the morning it increases alertness. Used at night it improves sleep. Add slow nasal breathing like Buteyko to extend the calm.
Experiment to see what works best for you." #ReduceAnxiety #IceWaterHack
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2026-09-05 11:49:15 GMT

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2026-09-05 11:46:51 GMT

"One of the simplest ways to reset your vagus nerve and calm your nervous system is with your tongue. Stick it into your left cheek and hold for 10 seconds, then the right cheek for 10 seconds. I like to roll it around gently, this often triggers a deep sigh, signalling a vagus reset. You may also yawn or notice other subtle releases. Do 4–5 sets. This moves both the vagus and hypoglossal nerves, which are tightly connected in autonomic communication." -Anthony Goldsmith (Facebook) #VagusNerve #Tongue #NervousSystemHack

2026-09-04 11:16:51 GMT

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2026-09-01 11:15:02 GMT

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2026-08-24 12:04:47 GMT

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2026-08-23 12:23:08 GMT

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2026-08-21 14:02:25 GMT

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2026-08-20 12:22:44 GMT

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2026-08-19 11:15:14 GMT

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2026-08-19 11:11:15 GMT

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"In 2006 a high school English teacher asked students to write a famous author and ask for advice. Kurt Vonnegut was the only one to respond -- his response is magnificent:
“Dear Xavier High School, and Ms. Lockwood, and Messrs Perin, McFeely, Batten, Maurer and Congiusta:
I thank you for your friendly letters. You sure know how to cheer up a really old geezer (84) in his sunset years. I don’t make public appearances any more because I now resemble nothing so much as an iguana.
What I had to say to you, moreover, would not take long, to wit: Practice any art, music, singing, dancing, acting, drawing, painting, sculpting, poetry, fiction, essays, reportage, no matter how well or badly, not to get money and fame, but to experience becoming, to find out what’s inside you, to make your soul grow.
Seriously! I mean starting right now, do art and do it for the rest of your lives. Draw a funny or nice picture of Ms. Lockwood, and give it to her. Dance home after school, and sing in the shower and on and on. Make a face in your mashed potatoes. Pretend you’re Count Dracula.
Here’s an assignment for tonight, and I hope Ms. Lockwood will flunk you if you don’t do it: Write a six line poem, about anything, but rhymed. No fair tennis without a net. Make it as good as you possibly can. But don’t tell anybody what you’re doing. Don’t show it or recite it to anybody, not even your girlfriend or parents or whatever, or Ms. Lockwood. OK?
Tear it up into teeny-weeny pieces, and discard them into widely separated trash receptacals. You will find that you have already been gloriously rewarded for your poem. You have experienced becoming, learned a lot more about what’s inside you, and you have made your soul grow.
God bless you all!"
Kurt Vonnegut
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2026-08-19 10:06:35 GMT

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"What blocks you isn’t separate from the path. It’s the raw material the path is currently made of.
Most people treat obstacles as interruptions to the real work, delays standing between them and whatever they’re actually trying to do. That framing keeps the obstacle and the goal in permanent opposition, one thing fighting the other for the same space. Marcus Aurelius is proposing something stranger and more useful. The obstacle isn’t blocking the action. It’s supplying the action’s next form. What stands in the way doesn’t get removed so the way can continue. It becomes the way.
This only makes sense once you notice how much progress actually happens through friction rather than despite it. A muscle doesn’t grow around resistance. It grows because of it, using the exact force trying to stop it as the mechanism of its own development. A river doesn’t detour around every boulder out of defeat. Contact with the boulder is what carves the particular path the water eventually takes. The obstruction and the eventual shape aren’t opponents. One produces the other.
This reframes frustration itself. The instinct when blocked is to see the block as proof that things have gone wrong, that the plan has failed. Stoic practice asks for a harder, more useful read: the obstacle is data about what actually needs to happen next, often more accurate data than the original plan provided. What stood in the way becomes, quite literally, the next correct move.
Nothing is actually blocking you. Everything blocking you is only material you haven’t used yet."
#PyramidConsciousness #MarcusAurelius #Stoicism
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2026-08-18 22:59:57 GMT

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2026-08-18 10:53:33 GMT

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"Sometimes what you call “just the way I am” is actually a survival response that became familiar.
Maybe you became distant because closeness once hurt. Maybe you became controlling because uncertainty once made you feel unsafe. Maybe you became overly independent because depending on others repeatedly disappointed you. Maybe anger became your armor because vulnerability once felt dangerous.
Triggers have a way of revealing these hidden places.
A certain tone, a delayed reply, rejection, criticism, being ignored, or feeling misunderstood can suddenly bring out a version of you that feels much younger than the moment you are actually in.
That does not make you broken.
It gives you information.
Instead of only asking, “Why did this person upset me so much?” begin asking, “What did this situation touch inside me?”
That question can change your healing.
Because awareness helps you separate your true personality from the defenses you built to survive.
You may not actually be cold.
You may be guarded.
You may not actually be difficult.
You may be afraid of being hurt again.
You may not actually need control.
You may need safety.
Healing is not becoming someone completely different.
It is slowly removing the armor until you can recognize who you were underneath it.
Your triggers are not your identity.
They are often invitations to meet the parts of you that still need understanding, compassion, and healing." #triggers #ShadowWork
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2026-08-17 12:23:05 GMT

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2026-08-17 12:21:13 GMT

"You cannot stay on the summit forever; you have to come down again. So why bother in the first place? Just this: What is above knows what is below, but what is below does not know what is above. One climbs, one sees. One descends, one sees no longer, but one has seen."
Rene Daumal #BigPicturePerpective
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2026-08-17 12:18:08 GMT

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2026-08-17 11:33:38 GMT

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"Sweden spent years replacing books with screens in schools, only to reverse course after student reading performance began to decline.
The country first embraced digital learning in 2009, but by 2023 it had committed 685 million kronor (about $104 million USD) to bring printed textbooks back into classrooms, with another 500 million kronor allocated annually going forward.
The shift was driven largely by concerns over literacy. As reading scores fell, Swedish educators and policymakers concluded that traditional tools like printed books and handwriting still play an important role in learning. As a result, physical books, paper, and pen-and-pencil work have been making a comeback in classrooms across the country." #parenting #literacy
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2026-08-16 12:59:08 GMT

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"The newspaper was already rolled up before anyone asked what she was actually doing up there.
What she was doing was hunting black widows. The mud dauber is the long, thin wasp building clay pipes under your porch roof, and she is nobody's problem. She has no hive to guard, no swarm to call, and no interest in your lemonade. The males cannot sting at all. The females almost never do, and you nearly have to press one against your skin to manage it. You can stand a foot away and watch her work all afternoon.
The work is the part worth watching. She packs each mud pipe with spiders, paralyzed and stacked like cordwood, one egg laid on the pile. Black widows are a documented favorite. The spider you will not reach into the woodpile for, she carries home before lunch.
So those clay pipes on the shed wall are not damage. They are a nursery, and a running record of every spider that never made it into your house.
The wasp costume is a bluff. The tenant is a spider trap. 🕷️" "MudDauber #Wasp #Nature
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2026-08-15 16:10:09 GMT

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2026-08-12 14:57:56 GMT

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2026-08-12 11:47:36 GMT

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2026-08-10 12:02:50 GMT

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"In 1973, eight perfectly healthy people walked into different psychiatric hospitals across the United States. They were not ill. They had no history of mental disorder, no crises, no hidden pathology. Yet no one inside those walls was able to see it.
It was an experiment—one of the most disturbing and consequential in the history of psychiatry. Designed by Stanford psychologist David Rosenhan, it began with a simple yet unsettling question: is it really possible to reliably distinguish mental health from mental illness? Can professionals trained to recognize madness tell the difference when the person standing before them is, in fact, sane?
To find out, Rosenhan recruited eight pseudopatients. They were ordinary people from varied walks of life: a painter, a housewife, a pediatrician, a graduate student in psychology, three psychologists, and a psychiatrist. Rosenhan himself was among them. They lied about only one thing. Each claimed to hear voices. Nothing more. No bizarre behavior, no delusions of grandeur, no emotional collapse—just three words heard in their minds: “empty,” “hollow,” “thud.” The voices were described as unfamiliar and of the same sex as the speaker. Beyond that single fabricated symptom and a few false biographical details for privacy, everything else they said about their lives was true.
All of them were admitted. Some to underfunded public hospitals in rural areas, others to respected urban university facilities, and one to an expensive private institution. Across twelve different hospitals in five states, the result was the same. Seven were diagnosed with schizophrenia. One, the only patient admitted to a private hospital, received a diagnosis of manic-depressive psychosis. Not a single one was recognized as healthy. Not one.
Immediately after admission, they stopped pretending. They behaved normally. They cooperated fully with the staff. They spoke truthfully about their experiences, reported that the voices had disappeared, and asked to be discharged. It was not possible. The staff no longer saw people. They saw diagnoses. Every ordinary action was reinterpreted through the lens of illness. Writing notes on the ward? Obsessive or compulsive behavior. Standing quietly in the hallway? Pathological attention-seeking. Being polite and cooperative? A controlled façade consistent with the disorder. Even the simple act of waiting for lunch was sometimes recorded as oral-acquisitive behavior.
The power of the label was absolute. Once the diagnosis had been written, reality itself seemed to bend around it. The pseudopatients were given nearly 2,100 psychoactive pills during their stays—mostly tranquilizers and antipsychotics—which they discreetly discarded. They experienced the profound depersonalization that comes from being treated as a diagnosis rather than a person. Staff rarely made eye contact. Conversations were brief or nonexistent. The patients felt invisible, reduced to case notes and medication schedules.
Yet the real patients noticed. Some approached the pseudopatients and whispered, “You’re not like the others. You don’t belong here.” A few even suggested they were journalists or professors investigating the hospital. The people labeled “insane” saw what the experts could not recognize.
The average length of hospitalization was 19 days. One person remained locked inside for 52 days. Each passing day confirmed the same truth: the label was more powerful than reality. When the pseudopatients were finally released, almost all left with a diagnosis of schizophrenia “in remission.” The illness was not declared cured or mistaken. It was merely dormant. The stigma remained.
When Rosenhan published his study—“On Being Sane in Insane Places”—in the journal *Science* in January 1973, it caused an earthquake. The psychiatric community erupted in outrage and denial. Critics accused him of deception and methodological flaws. One research and teaching hospital challenged Rosenhan directly. Confident in their diagnostic skill, they invited him to send new pseudopatients, certain they would expose every impostor. He accepted the challenge. In the following months the hospital staff identified 41 supposed impostors among 193 new patients. Nineteen were suspected by both a psychiatrist and another staff member. But Rosenhan had sent no one. No one at all.
The truth was now undeniable. Diagnoses were not always based on objective facts, but on context, expectation, and the powerful narrative of the label. Once labeled, a person became a prisoner of that narrative. Even if they were sane. Even if they protested the truth with every ordinary action.
This experiment shattered blind trust in clinical labels. It contributed to major reforms in the diagnosis and treatment of mental illness, including greater caution in institutionalization and a growing movement toward community-based care. It forced the field to confront the danger of confirmation bias and the ease with which institutions can strip people of their humanity. But above all, it left a haunting and still relevant lesson:
Perception can distort reality more than madness itself.
And often, the most dangerous illusion is not that of those considered insane, but of those who believe they are always right.
Eight healthy people entered psychiatric hospitals in 1973. They came out carrying a truth the world could no longer ignore." #metalillness #experiment #labels
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2026-08-09 11:29:06 GMT

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“When you wake up asking ‘What’s wrong?’ you’ll find plenty that’s wrong. But, when you wake up asking ‘What’s possible?’ you’ll discover opportunities you never noticed before.”
Christine Caine
Lauritis Tuxen - Morning Atmosphere: From My House in Skagen, 1916.
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2026-08-06 15:45:24 GMT

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mob rule

2026-08-06 13:19:23 GMT

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2026-08-04 14:31:49 GMT

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Not everyone is meant to have the same diet. I have been vegetarian for about 20 years and I'm healthier than everyone around me.

2026-08-03 12:11:15 GMT

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2026-08-03 12:09:54 GMT

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2026-08-03 11:44:48 GMT

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2026-08-02 12:30:44 GMT

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"That white fuzz isn't mold. It's a fungus eating poison.
For decades, Maine farmers spread sludge on their fields because the state told them it was safe. The sludge — treated municipal waste — was licensed, regulated, and marketed as free fertilizer. What nobody mentioned was that the wastewater treatment plants were processing effluent from paper mills, tanneries, and textile factories that used PFAS, the "forever chemicals" that don't break down in soil, water, or human blood. The farmers didn't know. The state didn't test for it. The chemicals just accumulated, year after year, in the hay, the milk, the beef, the groundwater. By 2025, over 100 Maine farms and 500 residential properties tested positive. Five farms closed. Three scaled back. The rest were watching their livelihoods dissolve into the dirt.
Then Maine did something no other state had tried.
The Department of Environmental Protection funded a project using wood-rot fungi mycelium to biologically break down PFAS chemicals. The mechanism is enzymatic degradation — specific species of white-rot fungi, including Phanerochaete chrysosporium and Trametes versicolor, produce extracellular enzymes called laccases and peroxidases that attack the carbon-fluorine bonds in PFAS molecules. Those bonds are among the strongest in organic chemistry, which is why PFAS are called "forever chemicals." The fungi don't care. They evolved to break down lignin in rotting wood, and their enzymes are indiscriminate enough to shred fluorinated compounds that industrial chemistry couldn't touch.
Here's why this is mechanically brilliant. Traditional PFAS remediation involves excavation, incineration, or deep-well injection — all expensive, energy-intensive, and destructive to soil structure. Mycoremediation works in place. The mycelium is mixed into contaminated soil as a spore-infused substrate — usually sawdust, straw, or wood chips — and left to colonize. Over 12 to 18 months, the fungal network spreads through the soil profile, secreting enzymes that degrade PFAS into shorter-chain compounds, then into harmless fluoride ions and carbon dioxide. The process doesn't sterilize the soil. It rewilds it.
The second-order effect is scalable and democratic. Wood-rot fungi are not exotic lab creations. They grow on dead trees in every forest in Maine. The spores can be cultivated in simple incubators, mixed with local agricultural waste, and applied by farmers themselves. A dairy farm in Fairfield that lost its organic certification due to PFAS contamination is now running a pilot mycoremediation plot, measuring degradation rates and documenting soil microbiome recovery. If the data holds, Maine will have a remediation tool that costs a fraction of industrial alternatives and can be deployed by the people who need it most.
Forever chemicals broken. Soil renewed. Fungi fed." #gardening #soilrenewal
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2026-08-01 12:13:11 GMT

"There is one thing I have seen change children more than anything else in all my years of working with families. Not discipline. Not rewards. Not consequences. Just 10 uninterrupted minutes every day where a parent sits with their child, asks questions, listens without judgement, without correcting, without trying to fix, and simply offers their full presence and unconditional love. It sounds almost too simple, yet I've watched angry children become gentle, anxious children find calm, defiant children become cooperative, and disconnected families rediscover each other. A child who feels deeply seen and heard no longer has to demand attention through behaviour. Their nervous system begins to feel safe, their emotional cup fills, and everything starts to change. Never underestimate what 10 minutes of genuine connection can do." -Anthony Goldsmith (Facebook) #parenting

2026-07-30 13:38:11 GMT

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"In The Brothers Karamazov, the elder Zosima makes one of the most remarkable statements in all of literature:
"Each of us is guilty before everyone, for everyone and everything, and I more than the others."
Our lives are woven together much more closely than we tend to think. Every little interaction or conversation shapes another person's life, who in turn shapes someone else's.
Dostoevsky understood well that families, friendships, and even entire societies are built this way. They grow through countless ordinary encounters that seem insignificant in the moment but continue echoing long afterwards.
Thus, even the smallest act of love or simply encouragement can make a vast difference. A person’s life can take a completely different course because, even if only for a brief moment, someone chose to care about them.
Zosima encouraged his followers to remember that every life touches countless others. Every action you make can leave the world a little richer (or poorer) than it was before." #Dostoevsky
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2026-07-29 13:58:04 GMT

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2026-07-27 11:58:58 GMT

"Whatever you do, you need courage. Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires some of the same courage that a soldier needs. Peace has its victories, but it takes brave men and women to win them." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
(Art: 'Return from Fishing' [detail], 1894 by Joaquin Sorolla y Bastida)
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2026-07-26 11:30:20 GMT

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2026-07-26 11:13:53 GMT

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"The Eastern Band of Cherokee Indians (EBCI) has officially regained ownership of the sacred Nikwasi (Noquisiyi) Mound in Franklin, North Carolina, marking one of the most significant Indigenous land restoration milestones in the southeastern United States.
The transfer was completed on February 26, 2026, following a deed-signing ceremony between EBCI Principal Chief Michell Hicks and Franklin Mayor Stacey Guffey. The return came after the Franklin Town Council unanimously voted to remove the remaining legal barriers to transferring the site directly to the Tribe.
Built around 1000 CE, Nikwasi Mound served as the ceremonial, political, and spiritual center of an important Cherokee mother town. In Cherokee tradition, Noquisiyi means “Star Place” and is associated with the Nunne’hi, spiritual protectors described in Cherokee oral history.
After Cherokee communities lost control of the site during the early 1800s, the mound remained under non-Tribal ownership for more than two centuries. In 1946, local residents helped protect it from industrial development, and it was later added to the National Register of Historic Places.
The Tribe plans to preserve the mound for future generations and has also acquired nearby property to develop an educational center where visitors can learn about Cherokee history, culture, and the significance of the site.
Returning sacred places helps protect Indigenous history, culture, and future generations—what are your thoughts? 🪶
#LandBack #Cherokee #heritage #nativeamerican #nativehistory
Sources:
• Eastern Band of Cherokee Indians – Official announcement.
• Town of Franklin, North Carolina – Official meeting records and deed transfer information.
• Noquisi Initiative – Project information.
• National Register of Historic Places – Nikwasi Mound listing."
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2026-07-25 12:25:47 GMT

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2026-07-25 11:27:00 GMT

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2026-07-21 12:38:22 GMT

https://blossom.primal.net/ed33988b5fef7c34b400235c928fab24cf3d0e89fc98edaa968c89cbf8ecdefa.jpg I've noticed this

2026-07-21 11:46:40 GMT

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2026-07-21 11:45:35 GMT

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“The aim of life is to live it intensely, to be fully born, to be fully awake. To emerge from the ideas of infantile grandiosity into the conviction of one’s real though limited strength; to be able to accept the paradox that every one of us is the most important thing there is in the universe – and at the same time not more important than a fly or a blade of grass."
~ Erich Fromm
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2026-07-19 11:46:39 GMT

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2026-07-18 11:42:56 GMT

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“Beauty grows in you to the extent that love grows, because charity itself is the soul’s beauty.” ~ Augustine of Hippo
Do you seek beauty in the fleeting reflections of the mirror, or in the boundless capacity of your heart to encompass others?
True beauty is not a superficial trait found in physical perfection or temporary aesthetics. It is an expansive, vital force that flourishes only when we open ourselves to the profound needs of another. When we cultivate charity, we are not merely performing good deeds: we are expanding our very essence. As love takes root within us, it illuminates the hidden corners of our being, transforming our internal landscape into something radiant.
The soul becomes a garden that blossoms through the constant nourishment of selfless compassion. Every act of true charity strengthens this inner bloom, making the spirit more resilient and luminous to all who encounter it. To love is to invite beauty to reside permanently within your core. Therefore, the ultimate measure of your personal splendor is found not in what you possess, but in how much room you have made for the well-being and joy of all living things." #Beauty #Charity
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2026-07-16 13:06:17 GMT

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There are all kinds of slavery all over the world as we speak. https://www.citinewsroom.com/2026/06/slave-trade-not-over-still-active-across-africa-prof-wole-soyinka/

2026-07-16 11:56:46 GMT

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2026-07-14 18:31:44 GMT

So much fun! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qInkj9m4uio&list=PLdIvbAB2JOr-yRiHyVE4kQH15UsHhNG2T&index=8

2026-07-14 16:49:13 GMT

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2026-07-14 13:55:23 GMT

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2026-07-13 12:48:44 GMT

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2026-07-12 12:57:19 GMT

" The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Onur Hastürk, Odalsique with Red Caftan, 2019.
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2026-07-10 14:07:52 GMT

https://blossom.primal.net/dba3039752e7d5a9a9f2396157043dde996e925326cce75f361afe3d0717bde9.jpg We just get lots of bones LOL

2026-07-09 14:29:11 GMT

“Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.”
Guillaume Apollinaire
Artist: Romany Soup
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2026-07-09 13:55:26 GMT

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"Robert Owen paid around $150,000 for the town of Harmonie, Indiana. He got 20,000 acres, more than 160 buildings, working mills, and farms already producing food.
He renamed it New Harmony. Close to a thousand people arrived in the first year.
Owen already ran successful textile mills in New Lanark, Scotland, where he was famous for treating workers well and running a profitable business at the same time.
He believed that if you removed private property and paid everyone equally, cooperation would naturally replace competition.
In January 1826, William Maclure sailed a riverboat full of scientists, teachers, and geologists down the Ohio River to New Harmony. Historians call it the "Boatload of Knowledge."
Thomas Say, the father of American entomology, was on it. So was Charles-Alexandre Lesueur, one of the most respected naturalists of the era.
This was the most educated, best-funded, best-equipped socialist community ever attempted on American soil. If cooperation could beat markets anywhere, it should have worked here.
It collapsed almost immediately.
The hardest workers were feeding, housing, and clothing neighbors who did nothing while receiving the same food, the same shelter, and the same rewards. So they stopped working too. Why wouldn't they?
Production dropped and food ran short. Buildings decayed because no one owned them and no one was responsible for maintaining them. Endless meetings replaced actual work. Owen wrote seven different constitutions in two years trying to fix it. None of them worked.
American inventor Josiah Warren, one of the country's earliest libertarian thinkers, was there. He watched the community fail from the inside and later wrote about why.
His conclusion: "The difference of opinion, tastes and purposes increased just in proportion to the demand for conformity."
The more the community demanded unity, the more it fractured.
Warren identified the deeper problem almost a century before Ludwig von Mises and Friedrich Hayek made it famous in academic economics.
When everyone owns everything, no one owns anything. When labor earns the same reward regardless of effort, effort disappears. When prices vanish, no one knows what anything is worth.
Owen finally admitted defeat in 1827. In his farewell address, he blamed the settlers themselves, saying they were "unprepared to be members of the community of common property and equality."
Translation: the system would have worked if only people had been different.
Every socialist regime since has offered some version of that excuse.
His own son, Robert Dale Owen, put it plainly years later:
"All cooperative schemes which provide equal remuneration to the skilled and industrious and the ignorant and idle must work their own downfall."
He had lived through the collapse. He knew what killed it.
Every socialist experiment since New Harmony has ended the same way, and for the same reasons.
Prices communicate what things are worth. Ownership creates responsibility for maintaining them. When both are abolished, production collapses because no one can calculate what to make or repair." #socialism
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2026-07-08 13:05:38 GMT

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"When you lose someone you love, your brain does not accept it. It starts searching for them.
Scientists scanned the grieving brain and found something nobody expected.
Grief does not feel like sadness to your brain. It feels like hunger.
Ancient traditions understood this completely.
The research came from Dr. Mary-Frances O'Connor at University of Arizona. Published in Neurolmage.
She spent over two decades studying what happens inside the brain during grief.
What the brain scans revealed changed how scientists understand loss - and why it hurts the way it does.
Think about the last time you lost someone.
The waves that kept coming. A song.
A smell. A moment that reminded you.
You were not choosing to remember.
Something was pulling you back.
That pull had a biological source. Dr.
O'Connor found exactly where it was coming from.
What the research documented.
When grieving people saw photographs of the person they lost, the nucleus accumbens activated.
The brain's reward and craving center.
The same region that activates during hunger. During longing.
During searching for something, the brain expects to find. Your brain was not grieving. It was looking.
Then she found something that explained everything.
Your brain builds a map of the people you love. Where they are.
When will they return? What their presence feels like.
When someone dies, the map does not update immediately.
Your brain keeps sending the search signal. Looking for someone the world says is gone.
Think of grief like a GPS that lost its signal. It knows where you were going.
It keeps recalculating. Searching for the route. Trying to find what it was navigating toward.
Grief comes in waves because that is when the GPS recalculates.
Not because you are broken.
Because your brain loved someone deeply enough to keep looking.
What ancient traditions understood.
Every major ancient tradition built specific mourning rituals around grief — not to rush it but to honor the search.
Jewish Shiva - seven days of communal mourning prescribed to give the brain time to witness.
Islamic mourning practices - prescribed periods of grief with the community present.
Sufi tradition - lamentation poetry prescribed as the language of the searching heart.
Indigenous mourning ceremonies - prescribed to help the soul complete what the mind could not accept alone.
All working with what Dr. O'Connor measured.
Then she found something that reframed everything.
The intensity of grief directly correlated with the depth of the bond.
The stronger the love, the stronger the search signal.
The more the brain was activated during grief, the more it had loved.
Grief is not a malfunction.
It is love with nowhere to go. And a brain still trying to deliver it.
Your practical guide.
Do not rush the search - your brain needs time to update its map. Grief has a biological timeline.
Forcing it to end early leaves the search signal running without resolution.
Let the waves come - each wave is the brain recalculating. Fighting the waves prolongs them.
Moving through them completes the search cycle.
Seek witness - research shows grief processed in the presence of others resolves more completely than grief carried alone.
Ancient traditions never grieved alone. There was always a community.
Dr. O'Connor's research on the reward system and grief focused primarily on complicated grief and prolonged unresolved bereavement.
Normal grief activates different patterns.
What is consistent across all grief research - grief is a genuine neurobiological process.
Not weakness.
Not something to overcome quickly.
A process that the brain must be allowed to complete.
So ask yourself honestly.
Is there a grief you were told to get over — a loss you buried instead of mourned - a search signal still running quietly underneath everything?
Because your brain does not forget what it loves.
It keeps the map. And somewhere beneath the surface - it may still be
looking.
Dr. O'Connor concluded.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
But it is also a neurological process
- the brain learning to update its model of the world after someone
central to it is gone.
That learning takes time. And it cannot be rushed without cost.
Your brain did not break when you lost them. It started searching.
Because that is what love trained it
to do.
Science confirmed it was never a weakness.
It was your brain refusing to stop loving. Give it the time it needs.🙏🏻❤️‍🩹
Watch my video on this 🙏🏻❤️‍🩹 Grief and Neuroscience...How does Grief or Loss affect Your Brain? Dr. Sharnael" #Grief
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2026-07-07 14:06:28 GMT

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"Nobody discovers their true strength in comfort. Comfort has never asked anyone to become anything.
Every line in this verse names a paradox that only makes sense from the inside of suffering. Will is not found by wanting things to be easy. It is forged in the exact moment you have every reason to quit and choose not to. The Stoics called this the discipline of the will, Marcus Aurelius did not develop his philosophy during peace. He wrote it from the battlefield, governing an empire while burying his own children, using every hardship as raw material for the only thing truly his to control: his inner state.
Stillness is the same paradox in reverse. You cannot manufacture stillness in a calm room. It is meaningless there, untested, theoretical. Real stillness is only proven inside chaos, the same way a compass only proves its worth in a storm. The Bhagavad Gita opens with Arjuna frozen on a battlefield, paralyzed by chaos, and Krishna’s entire teaching is how to find an unshaken center precisely there, in the middle of it, not after it ends.
Fear reveals might for the same reason gold is revealed by fire. The alchemists were exact about this: nothing is purified without heat. A person who has never been afraid has never had the opportunity to discover what lives beneath the fear, the part of them that remained standing anyway.
And the final line is the oldest teaching in every mystery tradition: the light was never absent. It was only unseen until the darkness became total enough to force you to look for it.
You do not find these things by avoiding what’s difficult. You find them exactly where this poem says to look."
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#PyramidConsciousness #Stoicism #BhagavadGita #Alchemy #Consciousness
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2026-07-05 14:01:07 GMT

Credit: Curiously Unusual Facts (Facebook) This really moved me. We need to respect all stages of life. I wish I had been much more attentive to some of my elders.
"At 96, Clint Eastwood shattered our comfortable illusions about growing old, refusing to sugarcoat the harsh truth.
In a recent speech, he explained how the body changes over time. Bones become less flexible, movements slow down, and bright light can bother the eyes. Even breathing can take more effort. And that was just the beginning.
He brought his trademark grit to a topic most people prefer to avoid. He didn't offer comforting platitudes about senior years being full of endless serenity.
Instead, he painted a stark, unflinching picture of what happens when a human being approaches a century of existence.
"The light hurts your eyes, and even breathing can feel like hard work," Eastwood shared, describing the constant friction of a fading physical frame.
"Your body just doesn't cooperate the way it used to, and every step requires a strategy."
But as he pointed out, the structural decline of the skeleton and muscles is merely the surface of the issue.
The real weight of extreme old age is emotional and psychological. Once you cross into your nineties, your social landscape undergoes a profound and often painful transformation.
You look around and realize that the majority of the people who knew you when you were young, who shared your history, your inside jokes, and your life struggles, have vanished.
The circle of familiar faces shrinks down to almost nothing, the phone stops ringing, and the pace of the days slows down to a crawl. The bitterest pill to swallow isn't the physical pain; it is the sudden absence of someone who genuinely wants to listen to you.
When the present moment becomes quiet and isolated, the human mind naturally seeks refuge in the past. Eastwood explained that navigating through old memories isn't a sign of mental weakness, but a vital search for continuity.
This is why older people frequently repeat the same anecdotes, adding minor details and revisiting old grounds over and over again. They aren't trying to boast or dominate the conversation. They do it to anchor themselves to a reality where they were active, loved, and relevant.
"You find yourself repeating stories, adding details, not to convince anyone, but just to feel like you’re still connected to something," Eastwood admitted. "You try to pass things down to the younger generation, even when you can see the boredom in their eyes."
We live in a culture that treats longevity like a trophy, congratulating people simply for surviving, while totally ignoring the crushing loneliness that accompanies that survival.
We praise the shiny, the fast, and the hyper-connected, leaving absolutely no space for the slow, repetitive rhythm of the very old.
Clint Eastwood may be a cinematic giant, but his words speak for every anonymous 90-year-old living down the street or sitting at our family dinner tables.
They are the living libraries of our history, carrying stories that shaped the world we walk in today. When we choose to slow down, put away our distractions, and truly listen to them, something magical happens. We bridge the gap between generations.
Ultimately, the wrinkles on their faces aren't just signs of aging—they are a beautiful roadmap of a life fully lived, and it is a privilege to sit by their side and listen to the journey. " #ClintEastwood #generationgap
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2026-07-04 13:54:06 GMT

credit: Pyramid Consciouness (Facebook) This is what Homer's Odyssey and Dante's work was about.
"The higher you rise, the deeper you must have gone first. There is no exception to this law.
Jung did not mean hell as a place of punishment. He meant it as the underworld of the psyche, everything rejected, buried, and denied. Every fear you have refused to name. Every wound you have covered instead of healing. Every part of yourself you decided was too ugly, too dangerous, or too shameful to claim as your own.
Most people try to grow upward while ignoring what lies beneath them. They chase enlightenment, success, or peace without ever descending into the parts of themselves they have spent a lifetime avoiding. And so they stay small, reaching toward the light with roots too shallow to hold real height.
The alchemists called this the nigredo, the blackening, the necessary descent into darkness before any true transformation can occur. You cannot skip this stage. You cannot bypass it with positivity or spiritual bypassing dressed as growth. The tree that reaches heaven does so precisely because its roots have gone where it is uncomfortable to look.
This is not a metaphor for the weak-hearted. It is a law of the psyche, as real as gravity. What you refuse to face controls you from below. What you finally face becomes the foundation that lets you rise.
The serpent wrapped around this tree is not the enemy of ascension. It is the guardian of it , the very thing that must be integrated, not defeated, before the branches can reach the sun.
Your shadow is not what is wrong with you. It is the root system waiting to hold your growth."
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2026-07-04 13:04:04 GMT

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of course--plants- yes!

2026-07-04 12:31:06 GMT

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2026-07-04 12:02:09 GMT

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2026-07-03 13:00:54 GMT

“Any energy that you deny becomes a demon for you. It becomes your inner tormenter. And you don't get rid of your demons. You embrace them. Not indulge them, but embrace them. And if you embrace them in a way I am talking about, they no longer feel like demons. They are just energies that are available to you. They are just part of this whole spectrum of what it is to be conscious and alive and present. And everything becomes joined together back again. A mature emotional life is when all the different parts of yourself emotionally are joined back together. Nothing is put outside, nothing is denied, nothing is hidden. Nothing is unacknowledged. All brought together so that it can all come together.”
― Adyashanti
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2026-07-02 11:38:51 GMT

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Of course you are right about that.

2026-07-01 16:34:47 GMT

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yup

2026-07-01 16:20:43 GMT

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2026-06-29 14:27:19 GMT

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No I don't smoke anything. I read all the philosophers not just Watts.

2026-06-29 14:26:08 GMT

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I do not smoke reefer. I tried and found that I was too sensative. It feels awful.--like being too drunk.

2026-06-29 13:56:03 GMT

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I was around that time but I wasn't a hippie. I was a girl scout, budding artist and nature lover- as a child of the 60s.

2026-06-29 12:47:40 GMT

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2026-06-28 13:57:52 GMT

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2026-06-27 13:13:23 GMT

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2026-06-26 12:49:41 GMT

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2026-06-25 22:59:24 GMT

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I've kept journals for 40 years--never stopped

2026-06-25 15:48:04 GMT

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I agree

2026-06-25 13:45:16 GMT

Van der Weel, F. R. R., & Van der Meer, A. L. H. (2024). Handwriting but not typewriting leads to widespread brain connectivity: A high-density EEG study with implications for the classroom. Frontiers in Psychology, 14, 1219945.
https://doi.org/10.3389/fpsyg.2023.1219945
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2026-06-25 10:29:30 GMT

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2026-06-23 14:38:43 GMT

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yup

2026-06-23 14:08:18 GMT

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2026-06-23 13:53:03 GMT

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good one! 😅

2026-06-20 12:09:54 GMT

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Organic prunes! Perfect--eat them with pleasure.

2026-06-20 11:20:33 GMT

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"Dante did not write the Inferno as a horror story. He wrote it as a map.
The Divine Comedy begins in darkness, in a forest, at midpoint of life, completely lost. Before Dante can ascend through Paradise, he must first descend through every circle of hell. This was not an accident of narrative structure. It was the teaching. The journey upward is only available to the one who has first gone all the way down. There is no shortcut that bypasses the descent and arrives at the light. Virgil does not lead Dante around the underworld. He leads him through it.
Every tradition that has mapped the inner journey has placed this same requirement at its center. The alchemical process begins with the nigredo, the blackening, the stage of putrefaction in which everything the ego has constructed is dissolved. The Sufi path requires the annihilation of the self before union with the divine becomes possible. The shamanic initiation across cultures involves a symbolic death, the dismemberment of the old self, before the healer can return with the capacity to heal others. Jung called this the night sea journey, the descent into the unconscious that precedes genuine transformation.
The reason most people do not reach paradise is not that they are incapable of it. It is that they are unwilling to begin in hell. They want the ascent without the descent, the light without the darkness, the resolution without the suffering that makes resolution possible.
Hell, in Dante’s framework, is not punishment. It is the honest confrontation with what is. The souls in the Inferno are not there arbitrarily, they are experiencing the full reality of the choices they made in life. To walk through hell is to see clearly. And clarity, however painful, is the beginning of every genuine ascent.
The path does not avoid the darkness. The path goes through it.
What descent have you been refusing to make, and what might be waiting for you on the other side of it?"
#PyramidConsciousness #Dante
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2026-06-20 11:18:18 GMT

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2026-06-19 14:23:02 GMT

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So Beautiful

2026-06-19 14:07:59 GMT

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I just did a search--Wow! You live in heaven.

2026-06-19 13:55:15 GMT

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Baltimore County, Maryland USA

2026-06-19 13:54:17 GMT

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"A peer-reviewed study published in Frontiers in Veterinary Science revealed that two out of three dogs diagnosed with certain types of cancer (e.g. lymphoma) had been exposed to benzene at DNA-damaging, genotoxic levels. The research proved that the volatile organic compound (VOC) Benzene is directly genotoxic to canine lymphoid cells, causing measurable DNA strand breaks and oxidative damage that often precede a formal cancer diagnosis. Because dogs live closer to the ground where heavy chemical vapors naturally settle, breathe faster than humans, and frequently lick their paws, they are uniquely vulnerable to absorbing these invisible environmental toxins.
In everyday environments, both humans and animals are exposed to benzene primary by breathing contaminated indoor air, or through accidental skin contact. In the home, benzene is continuously released by common items such as household cleaners, synthetic air fresheners, scented candles, paints, glues, and emissions from gas stoves or tobacco smoke. It also enters the household via manufactured personal care products—like contaminated aerosol dry shampoos or deodorants—and outdoor tracking of gasoline fumes, motor vehicle exhaust and industrial pollution.
Once absorbed, benzene undergoes metabolic activation in the liver and moves into the bone marrow, where it acts as a known carcinogen for both species. Chronic exposure causes severe hematological damage, including bone marrow suppression, a depleted immune system, and an increased risk of blood-related malignancies like leukemia in humans and malignant lymphoma in dogs.
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2026-06-19 13:42:00 GMT

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That explains it.

2026-06-19 13:20:53 GMT

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Are you of both Italian and German heritage?

2026-06-19 12:30:07 GMT

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2026-06-19 11:30:38 GMT

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2026-06-17 10:58:17 GMT

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#parenting
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2026-06-16 12:21:28 GMT

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2026-06-16 12:18:29 GMT

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2026-06-16 11:57:46 GMT

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"You flick the porch light on a June night and within minutes the soft-winged crowd arrives — and most people never look closely enough to see how beautiful, and how harmless, the regulars are. None of these is eating your house or your sweaters. The fabric-eaters are tiny and live in dark closets; these big showy ones at the bulb are pollinators and moonlight wanderers.
Meet five you'll see this month.
The luna moth — pale green, long-tailed, the size of your palm — is the showstopper. It has no mouth and only about a week to live; it's here to find a mate, nothing more.
The rosy maple moth — small, in sherbet pink and yellow like a frosted candy — looks invented. It isn't. It's one of the most common big moths in the East.
The underwing moths — drab gray bark-mimics at rest — flash startling orange or red hindwings when they jump, a trick to spook a hungry bird.
The sphinx, or hawk, moths — fast, heavy-bodied, hovering at flowers like a hummingbird at dusk — are some of the best night pollinators you have.
And the tiger moths — furry, boldly patterned — whose caterpillars are the woolly bears you'll meet crossing the sidewalk in fall.
Five moths at one bulb, and not one is a threat to anything you own. They're the flowers' night shift, and the reason your porch is briefly the most interesting place in the yard.
Turn the light off when you're done. They've got a moon to follow."
#moths #nightpollinators #backyardwildlife #nature
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2026-06-14 13:11:23 GMT

"Love comes from within you. When you ask for love from one another, you miss the very source of love. When you give love to another, you find the source of love within you.
"Inasmuch as love grows in you, so in you beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul."
~ St. Augustine
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2026-06-14 13:06:57 GMT

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"The world does not reward what you think it rewards.
Shakespeare wrote this line in Measure for Measure, but it cuts deeper than any single play. It is an observation about the structure of reality as most people actually experience it , not as they were taught to expect it. The corrupt climb. The honest stumble. The one who compromises reaches the position that the one who refused to compromise was passed over for. This is not cynicism. It is precision.
Every genuine wisdom tradition has had to reckon with this fact. The Stoics did not promise that virtue would be rewarded in the world. They promised that virtue was its own reward, that the inner state of the person who acts rightly is fundamentally different from the inner state of the person who rises through corruption, regardless of what the outer circumstances show. Seneca wrote to Lucilius that the good man can lose everything except his goodness. This is not consolation. It is a different definition of winning.
Jung understood that the psyche registers what the social world ignores. The person who rises through manipulation, dishonesty, or the exploitation of others does not escape the consequences of what they have done. They carry it. The shadow accumulates everything that was suppressed in the pursuit of power. What was gained outwardly is paid for inwardly, often in ways the person cannot even name.
The figure consumed by the serpent above, the solitary figure sitting below, both are present in every life. The question is not whether you will fall or rise. The question is what you will have become by the time you find out which it is.
Virtue does not protect you from falling. It determines who you are when you do."
#PyramidConsciousness #Shakespeare #Virtue
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