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Some thoughts on social media and technology in general: . . I’m all for technology. And while ...
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Some thoughts on social media and technology in general: . . I’m all for technology. And while there are many aspects of social media which I think have had a negative impact on mental health such as: comparison of perceived lives and life choices, depression, bullying, anxiety… I also ... Some thoughts on social media and technology in general:
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I’m all for technology. And while there are many aspects of social media which I think have had a negative impact on mental health such as: comparison of perceived lives and life choices, depression, bullying, anxiety… I also fully believe in the power of this medium to spread awareness of social issues faster than almost any other platform I have seen. So, as with everything in life, there is good and bad, light and dark.
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I think it is good to remember that while we certainly benefit from technology, we are not beholden to it. What I mean by that, is that we seem to have reached a point where we have been conditioned to respond. We hear the sound of a text message coming in (sometimes not even on our phones) and look. Then we feel we must respond immediately. But in truth… no. We actually do not have to. .
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The same goes with this little platform which I think is part of why social media can cause so much stress and anxiety in people. There is this feeling that we must get back to every comment right away. We have to answer DM’s as they come in or people will think we are rude or ignoring them. But you know what? That’s just not the case. .
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Your time is yours to ration off as you see fit, when you feel up to it, as you like. It is precious and it is valuable. I know this is all simply me pointing out the obvious, but every now and then it’s nice to remember that these little devices are tools to help us. They need not be something which adds even more stress to our lives than most of us already have. .
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Of course there are times when you must answer that text or phone call immediately, but there are often so many other times when they can wait. I like to put my phone on airplane mode when I’m out walking around because honestly I just want to be here now. Or there. Or wherever I am! .
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Not everything is as urgent as technology has made us believe that it is. Alerts for this, sounds for that, notifications for everything. Slow down. Take in only what you can in a day. Take back some control of your time when you can. CONTINUED BELOW 👇🏼
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Summer is slowly receding which means midterms are just around the corner. 10 weeks away in fact. ...
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Summer is slowly receding which means midterms are just around the corner. 10 weeks away in fact. . . Are you registered to vote yet? I know I keep asking that question, but it is super important right now. There is only so much we can do in terms of our daily actions, intentions, calls, emails, ... Summer is slowly receding which means midterms are just around the corner. 10 weeks away in fact. .
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Are you registered to vote yet? I know I keep asking that question, but it is super important right now. There is only so much we can do in terms of our daily actions, intentions, calls, emails, marches, etc… At some point we have to vote people into office who will uphold the very things that we believe are important. For all of us, not just some. .
Voting is one of the best ways to make real change happens because unfortunately so much change, like policy change, for example, can only happen when there are politicians in office who will use their vote to MAKE that change happen.
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IF the Democrats are able to take control of the House that could mean seriously blocking the GOP agenda to take away basically everything that is good for anyone who is not white, rich, and um… white. .
Taking control of one of the houses from the Republicans means that they can’t ruin lives the way they have been thus far: by simply using the votes of their party and leaving it at that. They’ve been able to send countless new bills to Trump based on the fact that they have the numbers to overrule the Dems right now. .
One more reason to vote. Want to keep healthcare in place for underserved communities and individuals? Great. Vote! Because the Republicans certainly do not care about anything but putting an end to healthcare as we know it. (Yeah, that’s still a thing they want to do.)
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One of the major problems with voting has been the way that Republicans have gerrymandered boundaries in their favor to skew election results and also have a negative effect on the lives of BIPOC and how, or sometimes even IF, they are able to vote in an election in the first place.
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Basically every 10 years states have to redraw their legislative districts to match up the the most recent census info. The next census will be conducted in 2020. See where I’m going here?
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One of the places where voting rights could really be tested is the Supreme Court. Which brings me to my next question: are you still calling your Senators and telling them to block Kavanaugh? CONTINUED BELOW 👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼
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And one more because I feel so very proud of this first attempt at a new medium of expression. Here ...
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And one more because I feel so very proud of this first attempt at a new medium of expression. Here is the piece hanging so you get an idea of the length. I’m so looking forward to learning more!! Can’t wait to see what could happen in a year or ten! And one more because I feel so very proud of this first attempt at a new medium of expression. Here is the piece hanging so you get an idea of the length. I’m so looking forward to learning more!! Can’t wait to see what could happen in a year or ten!
I made my very first weaving today!!! I have wanted to branch into fiber/textile arts for SUCH a long ...
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I made my very first weaving today!!! I have wanted to branch into fiber/textile arts for SUCH a long time now, so I signed myself up for a one afternoon session and today I did just that! . . I have such a long way to go, but it felt so incredibly natural to sit down at a loom and just begin. . . The ... I made my very first weaving today!!! I have wanted to branch into fiber/textile arts for SUCH a long time now, so I signed myself up for a one afternoon session and today I did just that! .
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I have such a long way to go, but it felt so incredibly natural to sit down at a loom and just begin. .
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The class I took was for a kind of weaving called Saori weaving. It was at a lovely space called @loopoftheloom here in the city. The space is referred to as “a mindfulness zen weaving dojo.” I mean, that right there had me totally interested! .
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The whole point of Saori weaving is that there are no mistakes. Only what you create and the meditation which comes from creating. .
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I decided to just go for it and make a landscape inspired by Scotland. This is my interpretation of the land I love with fibers. Can you spot all the little flowers and the heather I wove in? I was learning as I wove which you can also see. 😅 I wove in all my mountain friends all the way up to the sky. I can’t wait to make something even bigger one day!!
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I am so so happy with how this turned out. It’s so neat when you feel an innate attraction to a certain way of expressing yourself and then actually love it once you try it. Now I have so much new information in my brain it will be so cool to apply it to my next piece. .
Anyhow, my very humble first ever landscape. Huzzah!!! Thank you, Yukako, for your gentle instruction and encouragement. #zenweaving #saoriweaving #mindfulmeditation
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Hoping your Sunday is some version of this be it internally, externally, or both. (‘Dreams on a Sabine ...
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Hoping your Sunday is some version of this be it internally, externally, or both. (‘Dreams on a Sabine tree’, by Tony Keeler. From his book Ibiza: a dream?, 1973.) Hoping your Sunday is some version of this be it internally, externally, or both. (‘Dreams on a Sabine tree’, by Tony Keeler. From his book Ibiza: a dream?, 1973.)
“I fight pain, anxiety, and fear every day, and the only method I have found that relieves my illness ...
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“I fight pain, anxiety, and fear every day, and the only method I have found that relieves my illness is to keep creating art…” . All of us, every single one of us, are feeling a mixture of these emotions right now. That is why I believe it is more important than ever to find your outlet, the channel ... “I fight pain, anxiety, and fear every day, and the only method I have found that relieves my illness is to keep creating art…”
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All of us, every single one of us, are feeling a mixture of these emotions right now. That is why I believe it is more important than ever to find your outlet, the channel for your emotions in this world. For me, that outlet has always been art. It is, and remains, the way in which I can best express my feelings on the very things that might cause me pain, anxiety, fear, or even joy, love, and hope. .
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I have long admired Yayoi Kusama and her work. And though many people came to know her work through either a handbag (I’ll refrain from comment) or one of her Infinity Mirror exhibitions, there is so much more to her work than simply a background for people to take cool selfies in for social media or a bag that lasts a season. In fact, the dots which she is so famous for are a part of what she calls “self-obliteration”, and are created as a means of silencing the noises that she hears in her head. .
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Yayoi Kusama began experiencing visual and aural hallucinations when she was very young. They began when she was around 7 and saw a pumpkin for the first time and was shocked to hear it speaking to her. The hallucinations continued and the only way she knew how to deal with the shock of them was to create.
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Over the course of her near 70 year career she has done just that. Endlessly. Over and over and over again through staging happenings in NYC in the 60s which included anti-war and anti-tax demonstrations, to her now famous dots which she paints as a means to control the amount of “noise” in her head. .
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In 1977, Yayoi voluntarily entered he Seiwa Hospital for the Mentall Ill in Tokyo where she has lived ever as a voluntary resident ever since. It is from a studio nearby that she continues to create what she calls her “art medicine”, the one thing which she believes has saved her from the overwhelming amount of noise in her head at any given time.
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There is so much more to her as an artist than I could possibly write here in this tiny little space. She is so much bigger than a square of information. CONTINUED BELOW 👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼
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My friends. #highlands #scottishhighlands #spiritualhome #takemebacknowplease #tbt
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My friends. #highlands #scottishhighlands #spiritualhome #takemebacknowplease #tbt My friends. #highlands #scottishhighlands #spiritualhome #takemebacknowplease #tbt
I’ve seen a lot more posts lately where people are getting real. It seems to me that we are all going ...
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I’ve seen a lot more posts lately where people are getting real. It seems to me that we are all going through some serious changes that have us reevaluating what is or was important in our lives. All I can say is… keep it coming. I have been so disheartened with social media and social interactions ... I’ve seen a lot more posts lately where people are getting real. It seems to me that we are all going through some serious changes that have us reevaluating what is or was important in our lives. All I can say is… keep it coming. I have been so disheartened with social media and social interactions in general for a long time. It’s refreshing to see people breaking down the barriers of a perfectly curated series of square glimpses of life to lay down some realness on here.
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I think ultimately that kind of honesty will be a tool for change. Not only does it help the individual to share the parts of themselves that are harder to share, it also has the potential to help others. Sometimes where there is one of us going through something, there are many more of us silently sharing in that experience. To speak openly about our dark times is as important, if not more important than, sharing all the light.
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Likewise I think it’s good to kind of reclaim your space here every now and again. Between the ads, algorithm, and scrolling through all of the posts of perfection it can be a drag to be here. Factor in trolls, negative agitators, and so forth, and it’s just no fun at all. That’s why yesterday I took a tiny step for me. For my own experience. I simply turned off the comments on my posts. Why? Because I felt like it! It was as simple as that!
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It’s not that I’m not interested in hearing what anyone has to say, or that I do not wish to hear someone who has a difference of opinion from me, but sometimes I just want to post something here and leave it at that. And I would encourage you to do the same! Social media can make for strange emotional constraints and demands from sometimes total strangers on how quickly you write back, or interact, and what you say or do not say.
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I think the more we control our own experience here the better. And the more we share the crappy things in life alongside the good things, the more we are helping ourselves and other people to not feel the pressure of unrealistic comparisons which sometimes accompany the experience of being on here, which, let’s face it really does happen, unfortunately.
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Time to get back to it. It’s Monday, so why not start the week off by doing one action which might have ...
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Time to get back to it. It’s Monday, so why not start the week off by doing one action which might have a positive outcome for others? We still need to be calling our Senators to remind them that Kavanaugh is a NO GO. . . A quick run down of why we don’t want him on the Supreme Court: let’s see, he ... Time to get back to it. It’s Monday, so why not start the week off by doing one action which might have a positive outcome for others? We still need to be calling our Senators to remind them that Kavanaugh is a NO GO.
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A quick run down of why we don’t want him on the Supreme Court: let’s see, he believes that consumers should not be protected from the often unjust practices of banks or credit card companies. .
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He has already ruled against net neutrality so we know how ‘fair’ he would be there. He rules in favor or corporations over the environment time and time again and is considered one of the most anti-environment judges in America. .
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He voted 2012 to uphold a Southern Carolina voter ID law that was blatantly discriminatory against minorities (it was blocked, thankfully.)
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He’s the judge who tried to deny an undocumented girl from access to an abortion, and has openly said that he believes Roe v. Wade was decided on incorrectly.
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And he wasn’t chosen as a nomination because he thinks the ACA is a good thing, I can tell you that. He has a clearly partisan track record, and it is pretty much anti-environment, anti-reproductive rights, anti-healthcare, anti-minority/LGBTQ/equality/fairness/you-name-it. .
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The reality is we need 49 NO votes from EVERY single Senate democrat. Then we need at least two more to get the 51 needed to stop him. So if @sensusancollins or @senlisamurkowski are your Senators, I hope you will give them a call. .
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What can you say? That part is easy. Click on the link in my bio and you’ll see scripts you can use when you call your Senators. It’s nice to give them a read through first so that you don’t feel as much pressure on a cold call which can be intimidating. Give the script a read until you feel comfortable with the content, and then call. It’s one simple thing you can do today to try and help other people who might not have the time or the means to make their voices heard. (Hilda Hockley, Spain, June, 1973. Photo by Thomas Lee Jones.) #nokavanaugh #callyoursenators
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We’ve now been back for four days and I still have that feeling of being out of place hovering around ...
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We’ve now been back for four days and I still have that feeling of being out of place hovering around me wherever I go. I’ve come to realize that it’s not so much a feeling of being discontent with the city, it’s more a feeling of being supremely bummed out at the people around me. . Perhaps what ... We’ve now been back for four days and I still have that feeling of being out of place hovering around me wherever I go. I’ve come to realize that it’s not so much a feeling of being discontent with the city, it’s more a feeling of being supremely bummed out at the people around me. .
Perhaps what gets highlighted most in a city this size with this many people in it versus the wilds of the Highlands is simply humans, humanity, human behavior. The way we do or do not treat others. .
I realize that one of the things I find myself longing for is just basic manners again. It seemed like everywhere I went in the Highlands people were polite, engaged, and switched on. It’s hard not to despair for the future sometimes when everyone has their face in a phone. Eye contact is a dying form of engagement. .
I’m trying very hard not to react. Even when I find myself back in the old routine of saying “look out… look out… LOOK UP from your stupid phone, dummy!!!” to someone who inevitably runs into me and then gets mad at me for being in their way. .
It’s hard to feel a sense of ‘together’ when everyone seems to be so into their own world and the star of their own mini-movie which they are acting out in real time on the street. Everyone seems to demand attention apropos of nothing, really. But the prevailing attitude is that it is deserved though I’m not entirely sure why.
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I remember mountains more deserving of attention that did not need to yell to remind me of their presence. .
I was also going to make a small disclaimer here about how this is not meant to sound whiny, or this, or that… but I’ve said goodbye to those days once and for all. (At least I hope I have.) So much of the ‘fun’ of social media has been stripped away by algorithms, ads, and an over abundance of things that are displeasing both visually and emotionally that I don’t want to add to those feelings by then questioning myself on my own account. .
This city has so many good things to offer. I will always love it for that. But I am less and less enamored with the amount of behaviors I see every day that are more ‘me’ centric than anything else. CONT’D IN COMMENTS BELOW.
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Slowly settling back into life here in the city. The transition has been a bit jarring, to say the ...
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Slowly settling back into life here in the city. The transition has been a bit jarring, to say the least. While out catching up on life yesterday, getting things done around town it seemed to me that though I am now in a place where life moves faster, everyone around me seemed to be thinking more ... Slowly settling back into life here in the city. The transition has been a bit jarring, to say the least. While out catching up on life yesterday, getting things done around town it seemed to me that though I am now in a place where life moves faster, everyone around me seemed to be thinking more slowly. And yet when I was in a place where life moved more slowly, everyone seemed to be thinking faster. Or maybe they were just focused on different things. .
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It seemed like 90% of the people around me yesterday had their face stuck in a phone. There was little to no sense of spacial awareness. Of themselves or of other people walking by. No concern for anything other than a device. I tried hard not to get disheartened, and often found myself mentally going back to the Highlands. I tried to remember the sensation of walking through a dewy moor where the only feeling I had was one of stillness. I listened to music that we listened to while driving that had put me in a calmer place to try and center myself a little bit. .
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I spent most of the day feeling disconnected from everyone. It felt like everyone I saw was too cool, or too loud, or too aloof somehow. Lots of people yelling, needing to be known or noticed. And then there has been the immediate influx of politics back into my everyday reality. It is so so unavoidable here. That is as it should be, I suppose. It is time to get back to the work.
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I’m giving myself time to readjust. Time to accept my surroundings again. I am grateful I had a place to come home to. That is a good place to start. .
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Graham took these photos on our last night in Glencoe, before we headed to the sea loch. I’m holding on to the memories we made there, and the happiness we felt in our hearts. There will be time for everything else soon enough. I am trying not to pressure myself into moving faster than I am capable of right now. Life moves so quickly here as it is. I would like to take in the moments as they arise, and hold on to the feelings of stillness in my heart. #butidomissthehighlandssomuch
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Tiaraidh an dràsda, my beloved wild land. It is indeed only bye for now. I’m headed to a different ...
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Tiaraidh an dràsda, my beloved wild land. It is indeed only bye for now. I’m headed to a different sort of wilderness and will hold you in my heart. #highlands #scotland #faeriesliveunderthatbridge Tiaraidh an dràsda, my beloved wild land. It is indeed only bye for now. I’m headed to a different sort of wilderness and will hold you in my heart. #highlands #scotland #faeriesliveunderthatbridge
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Four hours back into a city environment and the transition is ROUGH. I have cried a few times already, ...
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Four hours back into a city environment and the transition is ROUGH. I have cried a few times already, I think mostly out of confusion. Now, I know that once I get home I will be grateful to be amongst familiar things again. I miss being close to my friends, for example. . . I know I’ll get back ... Four hours back into a city environment and the transition is ROUGH. I have cried a few times already, I think mostly out of confusion. Now, I know that once I get home I will be grateful to be amongst familiar things again. I miss being close to my friends, for example. .
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I know I’ll get back into a groove, and that I won’t always have this ache in my heart that I do right now. .
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For some reason it’s never this hard coming back from the woods upstate and into the city no matter how much I am happy to be in the woods (which is always).
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And for some reason other trips to this country, the wild bits that I love, have never been so hard on my heart when I left. I was always somehow ready to come home. .
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This trip has me questioning home and what or where that is. It has been jarring seeing many cars on a road. To hear many people talking at once. To see people walking with their faces stuck in a phone screen. To hear people screaming for the sake of it, needing attention, recognition. Back to the unavoidable reality of American politics. (Yemen most immediately comes to mind. Horror.) .
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I already miss the silence and the solitude so much. I don’t write this for sympathy, or answers, because truthfully there are none, save the ones I give to myself. .
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There will be time for reflection in the next few days. And adjustment. And mostly acceptance. Something I vowed to become better at doing. .
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I’m feeling heavy hearted the nearer we get to home. It’s scary somehow to leave this land so far behind me. There is nothing to do now except accept, consider, and remember this pull in my heart. As sad as it is I don’t want it to lessen, somehow. I need the reminder of what opened me up, and what would bring me back. I want to remember how hard it was to leave here. And to think about what that could mean.
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There is an old proverb in Scottish Gaelic which goes: Is obair latha tòiseachadh. It translates ...
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There is an old proverb in Scottish Gaelic which goes: Is obair latha tòiseachadh. It translates as “beginning is a day’s work”, and indeed it is. Today I begin the difficult task of leaving the wild country of my heart. It is back to a city and then back to my city. I have taken many trips here in ... There is an old proverb in Scottish Gaelic which goes: Is obair latha tòiseachadh. It translates as “beginning is a day’s work”, and indeed it is. Today I begin the difficult task of leaving the wild country of my heart. It is back to a city and then back to my city. I have taken many trips here in the past, but none of them opened up my heart the way that this one did. Maybe it is because I came here needing help from the land to let go of things. Maybe it is because I came here ready to make a commitment: to myself and to another. For whatever reason, this time was different. This time left me thinking about life here. About me here. And about my life and the direction I want it to take.
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I did not know when I came here just how badly I needed space, time, and silence, but clearly I did. This country has long had my love, but now it truly holds my heart. It’s going to be so hard to adjust to being back in the city. I know in a few days time I’ll be bopping along down familiar streets, already re-acclimating to the noises, the sights, the multitudes. I will always try to find good in my surroundings. But this time it’s going to be just a little harder because I will have left a piece of me here.
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I am trying not to think about not seeing the mountains every time I look around me. I am trying not to think about not inhaling the scent of pine and wildflowers wherever I go. Of not being comforted by the presence of giants all around me, silently standing guard across the ages. I try not to think of all of this because honestly it makes me cry.
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I believe a new road has been shown to be now. One that I may walk down if I choose to do so. It is a small road, hidden from others, but so clearly visible to me. It will be there when I am ready. In some ways I have already begun to walk down it. Slowly. Taking in the scenery. I think the road was always there. They usually are. But we’re not always ready to walk down them. And that’s okay. So is walking down the road a bit and turning round because you liked where you were just fine. .
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Today my friend Sky, and her humans, Iain and Alice who are also our friends over @thelodgeonlochgoil, ...
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Today my friend Sky, and her humans, Iain and Alice who are also our friends over @thelodgeonlochgoil, let me accompany her on a walk through the woods in search of the elusive red squirrel. In all my years coming to Scotland I have yet to see one! We did not see one today, alas, but Sky and I had ... Today my friend Sky, and her humans, Iain and Alice who are also our friends over @thelodgeonlochgoil, let me accompany her on a walk through the woods in search of the elusive red squirrel. In all my years coming to Scotland I have yet to see one! We did not see one today, alas, but Sky and I had a wonderful time traipsing through the woodland nevertheless. .
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Graham and I have been sequestered away around Loch Goil, and have been in such great company with Alice and Iain. Not only are they the most perfect and gracious ambassadors of Scotland, but they own and operate a family run lodge together along with their son, Luke. The treehouse I posted the other night is their restaurant. And though he is probably too modest to say so himself, Iain is also the chef and honestly creates some of the best food I have tasted in my life. .
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Our new friends have suggested so many amazing things to do while we were in this part of Scotland. They have expanded our love of this country even more, and through them I have discovered treasures I’ve never seen or explored on previous visits. They are the most kind and compassionate people we could have met, and really have gone well out of their way to show us the beauty of this country, which, believe me, is immense. .
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If ever you find yourself on Loch Goil I hope that you will pay them a visit. They have so much to share, and such warmth and hospitality to offer. And maybe, if you are lucky, you might even get to accompany Sky on a walk through the woods. She was an incredibly brave companion today and protected me by barking loudly at a tree that seemed to have a face on it. She stood right in front of me and really let that tree know that she meant business. When she felt we were safe she proceeded with caution through the woods and up a hill, all while keeping her eyes on that tree. You never know with trees… #lodgeonlochgoil
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Tonight I said goodbye to my favorite part of Scotland. I do not know if we will make it back up here ...
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Tonight I said goodbye to my favorite part of Scotland. I do not know if we will make it back up here again tomorrow, and the next day we head back to Edinburgh and then home. . . The sky was a deep blue, shrouded in long gray clouds that rolled their way across the horizon. . . A light rain began ... Tonight I said goodbye to my favorite part of Scotland. I do not know if we will make it back up here again tomorrow, and the next day we head back to Edinburgh and then home. .
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The sky was a deep blue, shrouded in long gray clouds that rolled their way across the horizon. .
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A light rain began to fall as we drove through the Highlands. I suddenly felt that I was being taken from my home. It felt as if I was saying goodbye to my dearest friend. .
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I began to feel trapped inside the car and I asked Graham to please pull over so that I might say goodbye to my friends. My guardians. My teachers. .
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I got out of the car and a light rain started to fall. My face grew wet and then I realized it was not the rain running down my cheeks but my own tears. I sat down amongst the thistle and cried. .
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It seems to me that there is nowhere more beautiful than this land. My heart was overwhelmed with sadness at leaving it. The thought of not seeing these beautiful, silent sentinels every day almost broke my heart. .
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I cried for a very long time, gently plucked two thistles from the grass, and got back into the car. .
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This place has opened my heart up in a way I never realized I needed. I have always loved this country, but somehow this time I felt something deeper begin to stir inside of me. .
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I have many questions for myself now, and much to think about. I have grown and I have changed. I have begun a new solar year. I have bound myself to another and to this land. .
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I left my vows of growth and acceptance tucked someplace secret in the heart of my heart. The moss and the river and the rocks hide my words. They will keep my secrets for me. .
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We have one more day in the wild bits of this land. But I have left my heart elsewhere. Beside the mountains, and whispered on a pine scented wind. .
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I saw three stags and a doe walking gently across the misty moors as we left. Messengers come to bid me farewell. A reminder that all of this will be here waiting for me one day. It has already been here for such a long time. And I think, in some ways, so have I. #untilnexttime #highlands #homeiswherethehighlandsare
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Today has been exploring Loch Goil, a sea loch which runs until it meets Loch Long, which it is an extension ...
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Today has been exploring Loch Goil, a sea loch which runs until it meets Loch Long, which it is an extension of. Sea lochs were carved out by glaciers in the last Ice Age, and Loch Goil is surrounded by the splendor of the Trossachs National Park. . . As it is a sea loch, it is home to a number of ... Today has been exploring Loch Goil, a sea loch which runs until it meets Loch Long, which it is an extension of. Sea lochs were carved out by glaciers in the last Ice Age, and Loch Goil is surrounded by the splendor of the Trossachs National Park. .
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As it is a sea loch, it is home to a number of fascinating creatures. Today was saw a group of three harbour porpoises cutting through the water, some delightfully blubbery seals, two of whom had a one-flippered battle for space atop a rock which was pretty hilariously passive, and some really beautiful birds such as gannets, gulls, and a majestic heron as well. .
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Loch Goil is also home to one of the oldest creatures on earth: an ocean quahog (mollusk) which is possibly as much as 400 years old. Isn’t that awesome?! Quahogs can live for hundreds of years. Talk about ancient. Goodness only knows the secrets those wise old souls must have about the sea and the creatures who live within it’s depths. .
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And even though you might look upon the loch and feel that it is not very deep at all, it actually goes down about 85 meters, so almost 300 feet! Unbeknownst to probably many visitors it is also a testing site for nuclear submarines which are submerged there. Yep. Nuclear subs. An astounding contradiction to the vast natural beauty which encompasses their underwater home.
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I like to imagine the lives of the people further up in the Highlands versus the lives of the people who lived by the sea lochs. They must all have had such varied and intimate knowledge about their respective areas of the Highlands. Here there is a salty smell to the air, mixed with the sweet scent of pine. Pinecones have been replaced by barnacled rocks and even some jellyfish. Such a contrast to the wide open spaces only a couple of hours from here.
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There are so many ways to live our lives. So many different ways of being in our respective environments. Our worlds can feel so big when we are in them, but just outside of them is another world, and another. Each as important and large to another person as our worlds are to us.
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Madainn mhath and tapadh leat to you all for such beautiful birthday messages! What a delight they ...
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Madainn mhath and tapadh leat to you all for such beautiful birthday messages! What a delight they were to scroll through (once we got a signal again!) I can’t tell you how much I genuinely appreciate all of your kindness and the light you helped shine on me yesterday. What a blessing indeed. ... Madainn mhath and tapadh leat to you all for such beautiful birthday messages! What a delight they were to scroll through (once we got a signal again!) I can’t tell you how much I genuinely appreciate all of your kindness and the light you helped shine on me yesterday. What a blessing indeed. I will remember that special day for the rest of my life. I am looking forward to having more of a signal at some point to that I may respond in kind. .
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For those of you who wrote asking me about the ceremony, a hand fasting is not a legally binding union between two people. If I may be very honest, or “real” as they say, at some point Graham and I will most likely need to join together legally. That is simply because he is who he is and it makes things a bit different is all. .
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I chose a hand fasting because it is the only kind of union which has any true meaning for me. I have been fascinated by this ceremony for so long. The thought of honoring a more Pagan belief of the expression of love, amongst nature, overseen by the elements, sheltered by mountains and protected by those who came before us in ceremony as well really sung to my heart. It was the absolute right thing for an Amy to do! .
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In my eyes, and in my heart, the binding of our hands, and the ancient symbolism which it entails, IS our union. Everything else is what is thrust upon us by a government which has not always been so great at honoring the union of everyone equally. Nature honored our binding, the mountains were our witnesses, the river laughed as it flowed and changed before us, and we promised those whose tradition we now carried forward to honor our love and what for me was a true union of two souls as one.
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We have a few more days here in this vast and spiritual land, and then we will return home. Well, home in one sense of the word anyhow.
But today… today I am here. Yesterday I wrote words for myself. A promise to the universe of growth and acceptance of the hard lessons which have been thrown my way. I vow to be like the river and leave myself open to change. I left these words in a secret place where only my heart, the land, and the ancient spirits who live there can find them.
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Today I turned 40. At first I felt shy about writing that out, but then I thought, why? Being ashamed ...
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Today I turned 40. At first I felt shy about writing that out, but then I thought, why? Being ashamed of my age is like being ashamed of myself, and I am not ashamed to be me. These thoughts were only because our society makes women feel badly about aging, something which is not only natural but ... Today I turned 40. At first I felt shy about writing that out, but then I thought, why? Being ashamed of my age is like being ashamed of myself, and I am not ashamed to be me.
These thoughts were only because our society makes women feel badly about aging, something which is not only natural but utterly inevitable. .
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I have been holding on to a number of emotions these past few weeks which I know I must try to let go of.
I didn’t quite realize how very much I needed to be here, in my spiritual home, nor how many more questions this land would present me with about my life, my choices, and my heart.
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I made a decision awhile ago, secretly, to plan something for myself on this day. It would ultimately be for Graham too, but it was, for me, something that I think I needed in my heart.
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I arranged for Graham and I to have a hand fasting ceremony in a place I cannot tell you the name of (it is a secret because not everything is for social media). .
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I have been conflicted about the ‘idea’ of marriage. I do not believe in it. I never have. I have never dreamed of a ‘special day’ for myself, nor have I ever wanted to actually be married. .
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What I do believe in is love. Love beyond what the government or a piece of paper can attest to. I believe in nature. I believe in this land I am in which holds ancient secrets, whispered to me on the wind in a foreign tongue, older than I can imagine it to be.
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I believe in mountains that are the guardians of the old times, keepers of the new. I believe in the deer, the raven, the stag which presents itself to me as an answer to an unasked question.
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I belive in the rivers, the lochs, the waters that flow through this land. I believe in linking the past to the present through ceremony and ritual, and honoring the ways of the people who honored this land.
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I believe in the sound of the Gaelic language which speaks directly to my heart and gives me visions of the past. .
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And so I chose today to honor all of these things. Here. In the home I carry in my heart. .
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I wore a crown of Highland wildflowers I carefully wove together, my heart guiding my fingers in the process. .
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Today has been driving south a bit towards new landscapes. Different surroundings. A sea loch. ...
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Today has been driving south a bit towards new landscapes. Different surroundings. A sea loch. The weather has been that most gloriously Scottish combination of a very chilly morning, followed by rain, then sunshine and warmth, and now a beautifully overcast sky and a refreshing chill ... Today has been driving south a bit towards new landscapes. Different surroundings. A sea loch.
The weather has been that most gloriously Scottish combination of a very chilly morning, followed by rain, then sunshine and warmth, and now a beautifully overcast sky and a refreshing chill in the air once again. The kind that leaves your cheeks all flushed, and your nose slightly cold.
I do love the sunshine, but I will always prefer a gray sky. #theresthatgranthamtartan
#dwellerofgreylandsindeed #scotland #highlands
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I started researching the roots of my surname, Grantham. Naturally there is the connection to the ...
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I started researching the roots of my surname, Grantham. Naturally there is the connection to the town itself which is in England, but I was very surprised to read that the Grantham name is originally of Scottish descent long before any connection elsewhere. Apparently the name meant “dweller ... I started researching the roots of my surname, Grantham. Naturally there is the connection to the town itself which is in England, but I was very surprised to read that the Grantham name is originally of Scottish descent long before any connection elsewhere. Apparently the name meant “dweller at the grey land” and “the snarler” at one point. Both incredibly appropriate if you know me and depending on whom you ask. .
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When we were in Edinburgh we wandered down a cobblestone path in a narrow close, following the sound of music down the alleyway. It lead us to a shop where a man specialized in tartans. He asked me what my tartan was, to which I replied that I was not sure I had one. He held one finger up and smiled slyly. “Let’s see aboot that.” Not more than a minute later he showed me my surname in an old book, and then went to a shelf and came back with the Grantham tartan.
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It was exactly what I would have picked out if I had chosen the colors myself. I was amazed to yet again feel so grounded in my connection to this country. I have long believed I lived here in another time and perhaps I did. .
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I know we are all looking to see how far our roots spread, and across how many continents. We seem to be forever searching for the origins of ‘home’ in our hearts. It is fascinating to learn of how some tiny, cell sized bits of yourself might have once roamed another land in another time, and to then forge a connection to that land in your mind.
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For me, it is lovely to learn that a name can stretch back into the recesses of time, creating a kind of life-line to the present from an unknown past. But truly the only connection I need is already in my heart. Scotland will always feel like home to me. Gray, green, and every shade in between. .
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Here is a friend I made today. She allowed me to walk beside her and then we parted ways. Both of us home in this vast yet sheltering land. #scotland #highlands #lettinggo
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Today was magic, everywhere. I realize that much of what I love about my surroundings here is that ...
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Today was magic, everywhere. I realize that much of what I love about my surroundings here is that everywhere I look I feel as if I’m in a National Geographic magazine from the 70s. The colors are reminiscent of the many shades of greens, browns, and purple which the old Ektachrome film captured ... Today was magic, everywhere. I realize that much of what I love about my surroundings here is that everywhere I look I feel as if I’m in a National Geographic magazine from the 70s. The colors are reminiscent of the many shades of greens, browns, and purple which the old Ektachrome film captured so well. Everywhere here feels otherworldly. Everywhere carries a memory. Everywhere is somewhere I know I’ve been before. #scotland #highlands #homeinmyheart
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I’ve worn a jumper every single day here. It feels like fall and I could not possibly be happier about ...
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I’ve worn a jumper every single day here. It feels like fall and I could not possibly be happier about that. #scotland #jumperweather #isthebestweather #especiallyinthesummer #alwayschilly #highlands I’ve worn a jumper every single day here. It feels like fall and I could not possibly be happier about that. #scotland #jumperweather #isthebestweather #especiallyinthesummer #alwayschilly #highlands
Today has been simply enjoying being small. #glencoe #highlands #thethreesisters #iwanttoliverighthere ...
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Today has been simply enjoying being small. #glencoe #highlands #thethreesisters #iwanttoliverighthere #scotland #respect Today has been simply enjoying being small. #glencoe #highlands #thethreesisters #iwanttoliverighthere #scotland #respect
Today was Culloden Battlefield. The site of the last battle of the Jacobite rising. A windswept ...
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Today was Culloden Battlefield. The site of the last battle of the Jacobite rising. A windswept mood which would be the final resting place of 1,500 brave highlanders as well as French and Irish troops too. . . . I have long admired the highlanders. Not least of all for living as they did in ... Today was Culloden Battlefield. The site of the last battle of the Jacobite rising. A windswept mood which would be the final resting place of 1,500 brave highlanders as well as French and Irish troops too. .
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I have long admired the highlanders. Not least of all for living as they did in what must have been an incredibly harsh environment, remaining true to their way of life even as the lowlanders wrote them off as barbarians. .
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It was incredibly emotional to be where so many brave men, weary beyond belief from hunger and fatigue, had their last moments
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The entire battle lasted only an hour. That relatively short amount of time would be the last of the clans. The last of the true highland way of life which had sustained them for so long. .
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Today I left a flower and a stone on each of the markers where the different clans stood together as they prepared themselves for a battle almost all of them knew they had no chance of winning. .
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I looked out over what is truly a beautiful landscape with such heaviness in my heart, yet such admiration too. To see so much life thriving where once there was so much death. We humans build monuments for our remembrances. Nature grows a field of flowers and life. .
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Today we went for a walk in the woods. I found a trail, and then a ‘secret trail’, as I took to calling it. Scottish wildlife feels much more wild than our familiar friends. The creatures are hidden. They are quiet. The forest feels completely still. . . . As we were traipsing gently through ... Today we went for a walk in the woods. I found a trail, and then a ‘secret trail’, as I took to calling it. Scottish wildlife feels much more wild than our familiar friends. The creatures are hidden. They are quiet. The forest feels completely still. .
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As we were traipsing gently through a fern covered expanse of the woods, a found a wee salamander crawling along on the ground. I picked it up, and it stared at me in the most curious way. It stayed in the palm of my hand for some time, seemingly content with it’s new elevated position in life. I placed it back onto some leaves with great care, and instantly it disappeared into it’s surroundings again. .
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I had told Graham the story of a stag who visited me once in the highlands. I was standing looking out at the mountains, when suddenly there it was. Right by my side. So close I reached my hand out and touched it. I remember it looking at me silently, and then it walked away. I thought it a great blessing to have been trusted by such a creature.
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Today we were blessed again. A stag appeared in the woods before us. It was slowly making it’s way through the forest, munching on ferns as it went. The stag was slightly uphill from me, but I thought that perhaps if I moved carefully towards it, we might have a moment with one another.
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Inch by inch, step by step, the moss beneath my wellies softened any sound I might have made. I made my way up a ridge to where the stag was. At one point it stopped and stared at me. I was so close I could see the moisture glistening on it’s nose. We stared at one another for awhile, and then all of a sudden it laid down in front of me. Right there before me. .
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I sat in the damp moss, just out of reach of him. We sat like that for some time. A long time. Him looking at me. Me staring back at him. And then, after awhile, he rose, and began to walk into the forest. I followed only a few paces behind him through the woods and then knew I had to say goodbye. .
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I thanked him for allowing me to be so near to him, and for letting me sit with him in peace. .
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The trust of animals is a blessing.
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Home. #oldfriends #memories #hearthome #highlands #wherehaveibeenallthistime
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Today was Stirling Castle and the Wallace Monument. Two very different sites, each with a history ...
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Today was Stirling Castle and the Wallace Monument. Two very different sites, each with a history that feels almost incomprehensible in many ways. . . It is hard to imagine life as it was back then. Always uneasy on some level. Ever wary. Ever watchful. Both the royals and the highlander ... Today was Stirling Castle and the Wallace Monument. Two very different sites, each with a history that feels almost incomprehensible in many ways. .
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It is hard to imagine life as it was back then. Always uneasy on some level. Ever wary. Ever watchful. Both the royals and the highlander in their own right. .
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Now we look upon empty chambers which echo with memories of the past. We climb a tower built in tribute to defiance. We stand in rooms once reserved for a queen which are now traipsed through on a daily basis. .
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One day our cities may well be memories. Our homes left to hint at what was and what will never be again. And we may well be studied, our lives perplexing visitors from another time.
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I can only hope that the choices we make, the choices we are making, will not be studied as the reason everything came apart; but rather the reason we were able to keep things together instead. #everyempiremustfall
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My father and I do not have a relationship. I have tried, over the years, to engage, explain, understand, ...
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My father and I do not have a relationship. I have tried, over the years, to engage, explain, understand, and encourage communication between us but it has always ended badly for me emotionally. Our story is a lifetime of arms-length emotions from him, and decades of frustration, personal ... My father and I do not have a relationship. I have tried, over the years, to engage, explain, understand, and encourage communication between us but it has always ended badly for me emotionally. Our story is a lifetime of arms-length emotions from him, and decades of frustration, personal work, and acceptance from me regarding the truth of our connection in life.
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But that story is not for here. Not for now. It is for another time. I only bring it up because for much of my life I understood that my father’s father and his family came from Northern Spain. That is where I understood that half of who I am came from. And yet at one point my father wrote to me quite out of the blue, not wanting to talk about anything substantial or ‘real’ as per usual, to tell me that much of his mothers family came from Ireland. Her surname was Moran, pronounced Mor-in on the island. .
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Her family was originally from Spain as well, apparently, but when a fleet of Spanish ships were destroyed by bad weather and (supposedly) the English, many of the people from the ships went ashore to Ireland and there they remained.
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Today as we were strolling through Dublin, I saw a Grantham cafe. And then a Grantham House. And then Grantham Street. And then a Grantham Place! Everywhere I looked the name was all around me. Most beautifully in the native Gaelic with an ‘h’ before the ‘r’ in the name which softens it somehow. .
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It is a strange feeling, to feel an almost cellular connection to lands unknown to you by sight or sound. Even stranger to know that you are standing in a place where half of you is threaded through the past with no connection to the person who helped to weave a part of your own life’s tapestry other than blood, which is not, in my humble opinion, actually thicker than water, but that thought is for another time too. .
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I have spent a lifetime accepting my fathers presence in my life for what it is: a strange void which has puzzled and isolated me emotionally. And yet it is what it is. There is a resilience and strength in acceptance of what is, and a letting go of what is not nor ever was to be. #wechooseourfamily #choosewisely
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TODAY TODAY TODAY!! ::: ::: If you are living in America and care about women’s reproductive rights ...
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TODAY TODAY TODAY!! ::: ::: If you are living in America and care about women’s reproductive rights then I urge you to take one quick action today to stand up for them. Today is the last day that the Department of Health and Human Services is taking comments about why you believe this administrations ... TODAY TODAY TODAY!! :::
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If you are living in America and care about women’s reproductive rights then I urge you to take one quick action today to stand up for them. Today is the last day that the Department of Health and Human Services is taking comments about why you believe this administrations gag rule should be STOPPED. :::
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The gag rule goes after Title X. What is Title X? It’s our nations affordable birth control and reproductive care program that almost four MILLION people rely on. The majority of these people are uninsured, have low incomes, live in rural areas, are people of color, and members of the LGBTQ community. So if you care about any of the aforementioned people, you should say something.
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21% of Title X patients are black. 32% are Hispanic and Latino patients. Many of these patients receive their care from, yep, you guessed it: Planned Parenthood. The place that would be the most affected by the loss of funding from Title X. Under Trump’s gag rule if any health care center so much as mentions abortion or abortion related services they would have all of their funding taken from them. :::
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In essence this administration is trying to force centers to lie about what a woman should LEGALLY have safe access to by threatening their funding. But by doing so they are threatening the health and well being of millions of women. :::
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You can read more about it in the highlight under my bio from awhile back called Gag Rule. I strongly urge you to do so. And then please: take a moment of your time to use your voice to stand up for the rights of women across the country. Especially those in under served areas whose lives are the most at risk with this proposal. :::
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So please, click on the link in my bio, and then once you are there, click on “submit a formal comment”. It’s the big green button, you can’t miss it. Please take a moment to tell our government that you strongly oppose any violation of or access to women’s reproductive rights!! It is SO important that you join this fight. If not for you, then for the millions of women who need your voice. #istandwithplannedparenthood #mybodymychoice #womensreproductiverights #nogagrule
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It is the start of a new week, and so I thought I might share something I love very dearly with you all ...
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It is the start of a new week, and so I thought I might share something I love very dearly with you all to get your week going on the right note. These are images from what is one of my most favorite “children’s books”, Arm in Arm: A Collection of Connections, Endless Tales, Reiterations, and Other ... It is the start of a new week, and so I thought I might share something I love very dearly with you all to get your week going on the right note. These are images from what is one of my most favorite “children’s books”, Arm in Arm: A Collection of Connections, Endless Tales, Reiterations, and Other Echolalia, from 1969 by the great illustrator, dancer, choreographer, teacher, artist, theater director, and truly inspirational soul, Remy Charlip. .
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Filled with the most joyful illustrations by Remy, the book offers page after page of circular witticisms and off-the-wall philosophical musings. The title comes from one of the pages in the book wherein “two octopuses got married and walked down the aisle arm in arm in arm in arm in arm…” The books is absolutely overflowing with delightful musings through Remy’s imagination. It really is a treasure.
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One of my favorite pages in the book is a play on the age old question of which came first: the chicken or the egg. It is of a chicken asking an egg “Who was first me or you?” to which the egg responds “Don’t question it. Be grateful we have one another.” Let’s start the week grateful for what we have, regardless of when it came into our lives or why. And then let’s get back to the business of making our calls, speaking our minds, and letting our voices be heard. Because having the right to do just that is also something I am grateful for. .
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#thegagruleisstillgettingpushedthrough #callyoursenatorsplease #standwithplannedparenthood #remycharlip #arminarm #novemberiscoming #registertovote There will be more pages from the book in my stories should you need a little more inspiration today.
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Back in England today, then it’s off to Ireland tomorrow morning. Only a few more days and then our ...
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Back in England today, then it’s off to Ireland tomorrow morning. Only a few more days and then our highland adventure begins… (The Rolling Stones, I believe 1966. Photo by Guy Webster. Thanks, @dbopalula for the info!) #therollingstones #england Back in England today, then it’s off to Ireland tomorrow morning. Only a few more days and then our highland adventure begins… (The Rolling Stones, I believe 1966. Photo by Guy Webster. Thanks, @dbopalula for the info!) #therollingstones #england
Goodbye, Perth. You were magical. More magical than I ever could have anticipated. Thank you ...
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Goodbye, Perth. You were magical. More magical than I ever could have anticipated. Thank you for the woods, the rivers, the thistle, the rabbit, the dogs, the wise old trees, and the clever birds. Thank you for two beautiful days and the best pea soup I’ve ever tasted. #thereisnopeapodemoji ... Goodbye, Perth.
You were magical. More magical than I ever could have anticipated.
Thank you for the woods, the rivers, the thistle, the rabbit, the dogs, the wise old trees, and the clever birds.
Thank you for two beautiful days and the best pea soup I’ve ever tasted. #thereisnopeapodemoji #wowthatsalreadyahashtag #perthshire #scotland #thehermitage #seeyousoonscotland
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A full-on, Amy moon-faced gummy grin is typically reserved for when I am most happy. Scotland is ...
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A full-on, Amy moon-faced gummy grin is typically reserved for when I am most happy. Scotland is definitely a place that makes me happy. I love this country so much. This was from yesterday’s magical trip to the Hermitage. We’re scooting back to England later tonight but soon we’ll be back ... A full-on, Amy moon-faced gummy grin is typically reserved for when I am most happy. Scotland is definitely a place that makes me happy. I love this country so much. This was from yesterday’s magical trip to the Hermitage.
We’re scooting back to England later tonight but soon we’ll be back to explore the highlands together. Not long now.
I hope I am not bombarding you with images of myself. It’s always strange to post photos of myself these days but I’m letting go of that feeling while I am here and when I feel comfortable enough to share a ‘me’ photo with you all.
Thank you for humoring some Amy images for a wee bit. 🌝🙏🏼💚🌲🌿
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Wishing you all a peaceful weekend… (Campmobile Bus postcard, 1971. Photographer is uncredited.)
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Today was a day off in Perth, Scotland. Scotland happens to be one of my favorite places on earth. ...
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Today was a day off in Perth, Scotland. Scotland happens to be one of my favorite places on earth. I had never visited Perth before, but I knew there was one place I needed to see no matter what: the Hermitage, a gorgeous woodland which for a time was home to the Dukes of Atholl. Much of the landscape ... Today was a day off in Perth, Scotland. Scotland happens to be one of my favorite places on earth. I had never visited Perth before, but I knew there was one place I needed to see no matter what: the Hermitage, a gorgeous woodland which for a time was home to the Dukes of Atholl. Much of the landscape was the handiwork of the third Duke of Argyll who planted many of the trees which are now living in the woodland today.
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The Hermitage gained recognition as a place to visit when, in the 1760’s, the poet James Macpherson claimed to have “found” an epic series of poems written in Gaelic by Ossian which spoke of the area, thus the Hermitage came to be associated with the mythos of Ossian and today you can visit “Ossian’s” Hall, and “Ossian’s” Cave, a.k.a. my dream home. It is a small home inside a cave that is quiet and cool at all times. .
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It seems fitting that today of all days, a Leo and an Aquarian would wander through these woods together. We have entered Leo season with the Sun in Leo, and tonights Blood Moon in Aquarius. This moon is also known as the Blessing Moon, and that is how I see it, challenging though it may be. .
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Tonight will also be the longest Lunar Eclipse of the 21st century! These are the times when many people experience not necessarily a cleansing of their karma and baggage from the past, but a full on rebirth, if you will. A chance to officially cut ties with old patterns, negativity, and cyclical mistakes once and for all and be free. .
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What felt right to me today was to wander down to the banks of the River Braan, nestled beside the towering Douglas Firs of the Hermitage. I sat down on a boulder and simply listened to the river. A hawk flew over my head. And out of nowhere a sweet little dog came running through the trees and down to the water to greet me. No sooner had it licked my hand and nuzzled me with it’s wet nose than it ran right back up the hill and disappeared.
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I dipped my feet into the cool running water. A small school of fish swam over to investigate the strange intruder in their realm. The water was so inviting that I decided to take off my clothes and get in! CONT’D IN COMMENTS 👇🏼👇🏼💦
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White people in America are out of control. And while it’s easy to blame the current rise of openly ...
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White people in America are out of control. And while it’s easy to blame the current rise of openly racist white people on Trump, I would argue that he is not the reason for their racism, he is merely their enabler-in-chief. His own blatant racial discrimination and bias goes back to his childhood ... White people in America are out of control. And while it’s easy to blame the current rise of openly racist white people on Trump, I would argue that he is not the reason for their racism, he is merely their enabler-in-chief. His own blatant racial discrimination and bias goes back to his childhood and upbringing which is where pretty much all racism begins.
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Racism is a disease. It is also an idea. A seed that gets planted in the fertile soil of a young brain early on by another racist who also grew that same seed within their own soul over a lifetime. I suppose you could call racism the heirloom crop of ignorant white people. .
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But is it ignorance? Or fear? Maybe a combination of both, but I think it is mostly fear. Fear of losing power. Power these people never had. Fear of a person who is black having more than a person who is white. It’s entitlement. It’s feeling so small and unimportant in their own pathetic lives that the only way they can find any sense of control is to try and control and destroy the life of another person who happens to be black. .
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This using 911 as a racist white complaint line has got to end. I truly believe there needs to be mandatory fine of, at the very least, $1,500 for a racist white person calling the cops on a black person. What kind of inbred, simple-minded arrogance is that, anyhow?
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It’s like assuming the government is going to come and handle your racism for you. THAT is white privilege. Understand their little mentality. These people call 911 truly believing that there could be no possible way that the police would not automatically be on their side and really understand how say… a black family having a BBQ or swimming at a public pool is clearly a danger to every poor little white person around them. .
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And if you are still one of those white people who “doesn’t believe in race” or fancies yourself colorblind, then you can file yourself under the same b.s. privilege that these people are operating under too. Racism is everywhere, whether you as a white person choose to acknowledge it or not.
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Today we were in Bristol. I was so happy because I found an art store. I foolishly left all of my usual ...
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Today we were in Bristol. I was so happy because I found an art store. I foolishly left all of my usual outlets at home and have really been feeling the weight of not having the means to write, draw, and paint while I am away. I’m certain there was a skip in my step as we walked out the door of the art ... Today we were in Bristol. I was so happy because I found an art store. I foolishly left all of my usual outlets at home and have really been feeling the weight of not having the means to write, draw, and paint while I am away. I’m certain there was a skip in my step as we walked out the door of the art store and back onto the street.
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I spent a good portion of the afternoon wandering around the town looking for… something. But I wasn’t sure what. I just knew that I hadn’t found it yet. And then suddenly I looked up towards the top of a hill at the end of the street we were on and saw what felt like a park to me. Or someplace that I needed to be.
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What a treat was in store for my heart as I walked up a flight of old stone steps which led me to a walkway surrounded by flowers growing everywhere all around me. Birds were singing, the sky was bright blue, and there before me was a beautiful observatory. This was where I needed to be.
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I walked with my sketchbook in hand until I found a spot that spoke to me. It felt like the right place to sit down. I found a bench that seemed to be embraced on all sides by a flowering yellow plant that felt so friendly and welcoming to me. I was so happy to sit with it. .
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@thewomanwhomarriedabear is so knowledgeable about these things and she graciously shared her knowledge with me. .
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She identified the plant as tansy, and informed me that it was good for protection in enclosed spaces, of which I happen to be traveling in every day. It seems I was searching for a friend and I found one just when I needed it. I also found sage and rosemary too!! .
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And mom, I was thinking so much about you in this place. Particularly the little bench that I found this afternoon. You kept coming into my mind and I thought that you would love it here. And then I turned around and saw a ladybug sitting on a plant behind me. There were so many friends with me this sunny afternoon. They were quiet and understanding and we passed the time together so nicely.
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These are the moments that I try to savor and hold onto right now.
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These are the reminders in the world.
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I like it here. It feels peaceful. I can almost believe that this is the way things really are. Quiet. ...
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I like it here. It feels peaceful. I can almost believe that this is the way things really are. Quiet. Still. Calm. . . It is hard to be so far away and read all the bad news from home. I was devastated to read of the murder of Nia Wilson in Oakland yesterday. Another innocent black life has been ... I like it here. It feels peaceful. I can almost believe that this is the way things really are. Quiet. Still. Calm. .
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It is hard to be so far away and read all the bad news from home. I was devastated to read of the murder of Nia Wilson in Oakland yesterday. Another innocent black life has been taken by a disgusting white racist. There is just no way to deal with the feelings of anger, sadness, and honestly rage that it brings up in my heart. And I am only a stranger. I am not her poor family who must grieve her loss and pray for the recovery of her sister who was a victim of this racist too. .
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What made me the most sick was watching the footage of when they caught the man who did it. The police approached him slowly, no shouting, no threats. They carefully, gently really, walked up to him and handcuffed him. It was all very civilized. You would not think he had just murdered an innocent girl and tried to murder her sister. .
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If this were a black man they would have shot him dead the moment they found him. I mean, black men are shot these days for walking down a street in their neighborhood and here is a white man who murdered someone and they couldn’t have treated him nicer. It’s sick how openly biased the treatment of white people is versus black people. This man killed someone in cold blood and is treated like he just got a parking ticket compared to how someone who is not white would be treated. Most blazingly obvious contrast: he’s still alive.
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THIS is where I feel we have regressed the most as a nation. Or maybe we never made as much progress as I thought. But this open killing of black people, the rampant use of 911 as a white persons racist complaint line, the blatantly biased way in which people who are not white are discriminated against, harassed, abused, incarcerated and murdered seems all too reminiscent of a time I thought we had finally moved beyond. .
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It would seem that the most deeply held beliefs in my country are the ones which are rooted in fear. Fear of losing what never belonged to the people who fear it’s loss to begin with. (CONT’D IN COMMENTS if you’d like to read more...)
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Sometimes happiness looks like going way out of your way across town just so you can go to a familiar ...
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Sometimes happiness looks like going way out of your way across town just so you can go to a familiar favorite place for healthy food which you then take with you into your favorite park in one of your favorite spots under a tree. All so you can have a few hours of solitude. Away from the bus you’re ... Sometimes happiness looks like going way out of your way across town just so you can go to a familiar favorite place for healthy food which you then take with you into your favorite park in one of your favorite spots under a tree. All so you can have a few hours of solitude. Away from the bus you’re traveling on. Away from routine and schedules that aren’t quite yours. Just a little bit of time putting good food in your stomach, enjoying the fresh air, and watching deceptively sweet looking swans that will surely turn on you at any minute gliding around in a lake. Bliss.
I love you, Kensington Gardens. This time around was too short but it did my heart so good to see you again.
Also, over never in all my time coming to England felt it so hot here, nor have I ever heard so many people complaining about the weather!! #helloglobalwarming #everythingischanging #kensingtongardens #swansofdoom #wowthatsalreadyahashtag
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It’s very hard to squeeze everything you want to see in London into a 24 hour day. . . . The city is ...
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It’s very hard to squeeze everything you want to see in London into a 24 hour day. . . . The city is such a sprawling labyrinth of neighborhoods all spread out over miles. I did, however, manage to make it to an exhibition at the Tate, and someplace very special, the Cross Bones Graveyard, ... It’s very hard to squeeze everything you want to see in London into a 24 hour day. .
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The city is such a sprawling labyrinth of neighborhoods all spread out over miles.
I did, however, manage to make it to an exhibition at the Tate, and someplace very special, the Cross Bones Graveyard, or the ‘Single Women’s churchyard’ to pay my respects to the outcast dead. Many paupers, but mostly these were the women (and children) who were excluded from a Christian burial due to their profession as sex workers during the 12th to the 17th century. .
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These women worked in an brothels which were known as “stews.” Their profession, which many were essentially born into, meant they were doomed to be buried in unhallowed ground as they were not seen to be for for a proper burial. .
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What makes their date even more sad and unjust is that these women were known as the ‘Winchester Geese’ because they were licensed under an ordinance from the Bishop of Winchester and were even protected under his authority to some extent.
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@sacredfamiliar I thought of you so much today while I was there. I wished we could have been there together. I think in some way we were. Of course the very first ribbon I approached had my birthday on it in honor of one of the women who had been buried there.
I thought you would appreciate that. ❤️ #crossbonesgraveyard #winchestergeese #theoutcastdead
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‘Ello ‘ello! I’m back in jolly old Eng-a-land once again. Not quite in London just yet, but soon. ...
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‘Ello ‘ello! I’m back in jolly old Eng-a-land once again. Not quite in London just yet, but soon. I hope you all have a nice weekend ahead of you. (Photographer unknown.) #london #seventies #england 🏼🏼🏼‍♀️ ‘Ello ‘ello! I’m back in jolly old Eng-a-land once again. Not quite in London just yet, but soon. I hope you all have a nice weekend ahead of you. (Photographer unknown.) #london #seventies #england 👉🏼🇬🇧❤️💙🙌🏼💂🏼‍♀️🌂
It’s always interesting to hear of the world through a child’s perspective. Today I want to share ...
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It’s always interesting to hear of the world through a child’s perspective. Today I want to share with you a book from 1978 compiled and edited by Richard and Helen Exley called: Dear World, ‘How I’d put the world right’ - by the children of over 50 nations. . . I ask you to keep in mind the year ... It’s always interesting to hear of the world through a child’s perspective. Today I want to share with you a book from 1978 compiled and edited by Richard and Helen Exley called: Dear World, ‘How I’d put the world right’ - by the children of over 50 nations.
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I ask you to keep in mind the year and political climate in which these “solutions” or thoughts were written as you are reading through them. In some ways it is amazing to see how very little has changed, and in others how much worse things have gotten since these children first thought of answers to problems we adults can barely comprehend let alone attempt to solve such as politics, peace, saving the environment, equal rights, civil rights, and even animal rights. .
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I hope you might enjoy reading what they had to say. Please check out my stories for more quotes from the book as well as some lovely illustrations that some of the children contributed to the book. .
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“Adults should take more interests in children and listen to what they say. Quite a lot of children have some good ideas, but, if children were to rule the world it may go well for a while but then children would then begin to get worried about things and not be able to cope with such a weight on their shoulders.” Hanna Smith, 11, Australia
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“Let’s magnify our feelings and let’s stretch our love. Let’s love honestly without any deceit. Let’s love now without any reservation and change the earth from a battle-field into an abode of love.” Sanjiv M Mehta, 15, India
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“The only way to fix everything is to find a solution.” Joanne McLauchlan, Iran
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“Politicians make promises and there are too many promises.” Julie Page, 12
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“The greatest difficulty with the world at present is not it’s inability to produce, but it’s unwillingness to share.” Opal Berneard, 16, Jamaica
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(Drawing by Boeru Daniela Lucia, 13, Romania.) #novemberiscoming #registertovote #votethemout #changebeginswithyou
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I wish there was a way to take all of the people who voted for Trump and send them on a trip around the ...
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I wish there was a way to take all of the people who voted for Trump and send them on a trip around the world. . . I wish I could somehow send them to as many countries as possible so that the people who still believe that America is the end all be all of the entire world would finally have the culture ... I wish there was a way to take all of the people who voted for Trump and send them on a trip around the world. .
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I wish I could somehow send them to as many countries as possible so that the people who still believe that America is the end all be all of the entire world would finally have the culture shock they deserve and NEED. .
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I have always seen travel as a privilege, because honestly, it is. Now, let me preface this by saying that I understand that it is not easy, financially nor logistically for people to travel. What I mean when I say traveling is a privilege, is that it gives the traveler a chance to open your mind to another way of life. Another language. Food you have heard of. New ways of thinking about life.
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I have spoken to so many people since the election (and before, quite frankly) who take great pride in their determination to never leave the town they are in and who express no desire to see the world around them. “I’m fine right where I am thank you! Ain’t got no reason to go anywhere else. Why would I?” they proclaim with what almost seems like indignation on their part that I might even suggest that going someplace new, even outside your own state, might be good for them in any way.
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I would love to take these people on a tour of different countries right now. The people who believe that the world looks up to America. I only wish they could see up close how very wrong they are. How everywhere I have gone so far in my brief time here overseas the ONE thing anyone wants to talk about is “Wtf is wrong with America?!?!” Everyone, and I mean everyone thinks whats going on here is nuts. And EVERYONE hates Trump.
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I have to really stress to people that first of all, I didn’t vote for this man!!!! Then I have to emphasize that there are MANY people who are upset with what is happening right now in my country. Many. And that we are just as confused, shocked, and dismayed as everyone else around the world about what is going on. .
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Believe me when I say that almost no one can believe what is happening here. We look like a joke.
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A reminder, for when it all feels too overwhelming, which is to say, pretty much every day lately. ...
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A reminder, for when it all feels too overwhelming, which is to say, pretty much every day lately. Whenever I feel exceedingly stressed out, or upset, or flustered, or just feel like everything is completely out of my control I like to remind myself that I am actually floating around in outer ... A reminder, for when it all feels too overwhelming, which is to say, pretty much every day lately. Whenever I feel exceedingly stressed out, or upset, or flustered, or just feel like everything is completely out of my control I like to remind myself that I am actually floating around in outer space right now and how freaking far out that is. Sometimes (not always, but sometimes) it helps me to kind of reel myself back in.
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I also like to think about the fact that, as the Cosmos revival once so awesomely explained it, my actual cosmic address is: Earth, solar system, Milky Way, local group, Virgo supercluster, observable universe. Please forward all future mail to said address.
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Thinking about our tiny little place in the gigantic and largely unknown universe can help me sometimes when everything here seems never-endingly unbearable to deal with. I try to remind myself that ultimately this is all just a blip on the cosmic radar. .
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When life feels too immediate, too much, too emotionally exhausting it’s sometimes nice to take a big step back… like way back, to gain a little cosmic perspective. .
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(Image from Manspace by Alec Allinson, Beverly Allinson, and John McInnes, Thomas Nelson & Sons, Ontario, 1973
"Well---you see---everybody's in space. This book tells about the space around you, how much space you need and how it works. Sometimes you're all squashed in and sometimes you have plenty of room to turn cartwheels and play games. It's about why we get close to each other and why we sometimes keep our distance. Then there's homespace---the space we live in---and homes on the move---and public space, like streets and parks---and crowds and overcrowding and pollution---and all things that happen on our earth”) #novemberiscoming #registertovote #votethemout
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Today I leave to go join my love overseas. Those who know me know that I am a hermit through and through. ...
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Today I leave to go join my love overseas. Those who know me know that I am a hermit through and through. In fact, I once had a numerological reading done and was told that in every single life I have lived I was… a hermit!! Go figure. I love being in my own little quiet, familiar space so much that ... Today I leave to go join my love overseas. Those who know me know that I am a hermit through and through. In fact, I once had a numerological reading done and was told that in every single life I have lived I was… a hermit!! Go figure. I love being in my own little quiet, familiar space so much that it can be hard for me to leave sometimes. .
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I have actually had strong feelings of being upset with myself about leaving when so many things are going wrong here that need to be spoken about every day. I thought about how I would not be sharing as much about what is going on here in my own country and it made me feel a combination of sad, irresponsible, and tremendously guilty. .
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In a way I feel like I’m letting people down by not being as vocal for a few weeks. It’s crazy how hard we can be on ourselves sometimes!
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I’m going to still be pestering you all with political posts on here though so don’t think you’re getting off that easily! They just might be spread out now until I get back. .
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Please please PLEASE stay focused and aware of what is going on around you. If not for you, then for those who need you. Please keep calling your Senators and pressuring them to block any Supreme Court nomination until after the midterms. Please keep sharing the truth and calling out injustice whenever you see it. Please take care of yourselves and others who need your voice even though you may not know how best to use it yet. .
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We all have an obligation to not sit things out anymore. If you truly want change, if you want a better, more just and equal country, then get ready for November and get ready to VOTE. We all have to show up now. For ourselves and for each other. Why? Because we care. .
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(Fleetwood Mac, 1975. Photo is credited to the Michael Ochoa Archive. No photographer credit is given.)
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Hi! I’ve seen some new folks following along here and so I wanted to welcome you all to my page. I’m ...
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Hi! I’ve seen some new folks following along here and so I wanted to welcome you all to my page. I’m happy to have you here. Just a heads up, this is a space where I post what I like, which is not always what other people like. Mainly: reality. . . . I try to keep a balance of light and dark here, or ... Hi! I’ve seen some new folks following along here and so I wanted to welcome you all to my page. I’m happy to have you here. Just a heads up, this is a space where I post what I like, which is not always what other people like. Mainly: reality. .
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I try to keep a balance of light and dark here, or as @daphnejavitch so eloquently phrased it recently, a healthy balance of sunshine and lighting, which I thought was right on!
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If you’re here, I want you to know that you will be seeing a LOT of political posts. Like, a lot. A lot. .
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That’s because I believe in using this platform as means to raise awareness about issues that matter to me, and that have an affect on the lives of others. I also believe that being politically active and aware is not only responsible, but necessary in these troubled times.
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I believe in the power of social media to do more than simply showcase a perfectly curated collection of squares. I believe in it’s power to rapidly disseminate pertinent information to as many people as possible, and as a means to inspire others to action! .
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I hope you’ll enjoy your time here, whether you choose to hang out for a few minutes or a few years. I promise to always try my best to uplift, but am also not averse to laying a smack down if somebody gets sassy or brings any racist, misogynistic, homophobic, xenophobic, or otherwise small-minded views into my space. .
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I’m all about love and light, but I don’t take kindly to bullying or being close-minded. .
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If all of this sounds good to you… welcome! I’m glad you’re here! Life is about finding a balance between the heavy and the light. I hope you’ll find that here. If you value kindness, intellect, compassion, strength, solidarity, activism, laughter, and reality, then this is the place for you. .
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Let’s keep shining our lights on all of the darkness out there together. You with me? .
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Also, #familiesbelongtogether #endfamilyseparation #wherearethechildren #notmypresident #resist #collage
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Reading the quotes from Trump about his reaction to someone floating a Trump baby blimp is hilarious. ...
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Reading the quotes from Trump about his reaction to someone floating a Trump baby blimp is hilarious. “I guess when they put out blimps to make me feel unwelcome, no reason for me to go to London.” And London wept…. NOT!!!! (Yes I did just use that word.) . . . It’s HILARIOUS that he is so clueless ... Reading the quotes from Trump about his reaction to someone floating a Trump baby blimp is hilarious. “I guess when they put out blimps to make me feel unwelcome, no reason for me to go to London.” And London wept…. NOT!!!! (Yes I did just use that word.)
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It’s HILARIOUS that he is so clueless as to pout about someone flying a big ass baby version of him around town as something that makes him feel unwelcome. .
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What about the thousands of Americans who are made to feel unwelcome here every single day in their own country because Donald Trump has emboldened a multitude of racist pea-brains who are so desperate for a feeling of “power” in their lives that they continually call the cops on innocent people and endanger their lives for nothing less than going swimming, sleeping in their school dorm, having a BBQ, or selling water? .
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I would say those people have felt pretty damn unwelcome right here in the good ol’ U-S-of-A so Donald Trump can shut the hell up about not feeling welcome anywhere. He should be universally shunned wherever he goes. .
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England, my apologies on behalf of everyone here with a brain and a heart. We are very sorry that the disease known as Trump has invaded your country. Don’t worry, he’ll be leaving soon. Right after he has tea with the Queen. Unreal. #whatthehellisgoingonanymore (Photographer unknown.) #jimihendrix #wouldhavehatedtrumotoo #notmypresident #resist
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It’s sad when a piece you made over a year ago to protest what you thought was the worst of a situation ...
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It’s sad when a piece you made over a year ago to protest what you thought was the worst of a situation is still, if not more, relevant today. . . . The biggest threat to America right now is not the people coming into our country. It’s the people who are already here. The entitled, small-minded, ... It’s sad when a piece you made over a year ago to protest what you thought was the worst of a situation is still, if not more, relevant today. .
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The biggest threat to America right now is not the people coming into our country. It’s the people who are already here. The entitled, small-minded, racist hypocrites who have no idea about how their “great” nation came to “power” to begin with. .
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America IS full, it’s true. Of ignorant, greedy, gleefully cruel people following the whims of an insecure racist man who could care less about the uneducated, idiot masses who worship him. Stupidity and racism are home-grown American diseases.
#beingbornhere #doesntmakeyoubetterthananyone #ifalllivesmatter #thenalllivesmatter #otherwiseyourearacist #familiesbelongtogether #endfamilyseparation #wherearethechildren #novacancy #collage #tbt
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