Here and Now...What's Happening?

[ulli]

Posted by 1inMany (here)
Good morning. Sometimes there are no words, you know? I am grateful, this much I have words for. Miss K has left whatshisname behind. She has moved her stuff to Mike's house, as much as she and M could get yesterday. And Mike helped with some of the big stuff.

I expected that when this finally happened, I would be elated. I would likely jump up and down and whoop and holler and feel like throwing a party. Instead, my eyes leaked a little. For a few seconds. I was not overcome with any emotion, in particular. Odd. But really, that was a relief.

Much love, sitting in gratitude,

You are probably too worn down by their past journey to be jumping up and down.
Like a drowning swimmer, after the rescue...
just lying there in need of a rest.

Now she can sort herself out, hopefully with her father's help....
where that whole saga most likely began in the first place.
So the sorting will be mutual.

I was once told by a surgeon who became a shaman
that my mother and I had been rivals in a previous life,
and that I had stepped back and let my mother have him in this life.
His words hit me really hard, and I knew it was true, at that moment.
All the stuff in my childhood which I could never quite fathom suddenly began to make sense.
I could never understand my relationship with my mother...as a child I was neglected and even pushed aside,
and as an adult I was used by her.

Perhaps some regression therapy could get you to the root of the problem with K.
You might discover that there is some karmic residue that Mike has with her.
And perhaps you were just an innocent bystander who wanted to learn about how people relate,
and became involved in their lives.

[Wind]

What's been on your mind lately?

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=emHAoQGoQic

[1inMany]

Posted by Wind (here)
What's been on your mind lately?

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=emHAoQGoQic

Wow. Thank you for sharing this. Exactly what I've been thinking about. Leaving the mind alone, that is a new take. Huh.

[araucaria]

Conflating two snippets from very different sources yesterday. One was a tabloid press story about the latest instance of Ms Catherine Middleton’s possible exhibitionist streak. This time it was proximity to a helicopter that revealed (confirmed?) her apparent distaste for underwear. The other was a page of Sitchin’s The 12th Planet, in which he describes and illustrates another exhibitionist streaker wont to flaunt her beauty, including her nether regions: the goddess Ishtar/Inanna, aka Aphrodite aka Venus. She is described as a ‘commuting goddess’ or adventurous traveler, the sky vehicle she uses being some sort of… helicopter, notably for the way this initially peripheral figure used her charms to reach the centre of power, i.e. Anu’s temple in Uruk via Anu’s bed. Interestingly, our presentday Ishtar has done something similar by marrying a future king, except that the monarchy is not going to survive that long. Things are going downhill fast for the goddess of love and war and her ilk.

Conflating two slightly more connected snippets now. One is the in-form Andy Murray’s unexpected meltdown in the Wimbledon quarter-finals, and the mystery of his cursing over something that happened just five minutes before the match. The other is the squirmings of Ms Middleton and her love interest photographed witnessing the whole sorry affair. It seems to me that what got to Andy was possibly the last-minute announcement of her/their presence.

I have a precedent, or rather a president, to back up this theory. When Clinton was in the White House, he once showed up at the French Open to watch André Agassi play, and normally speaking wipe the floor with, Sébastien Grosjean. Clinton arrived late and then absented himself for a while. Agassi started brightly, then fell to pieces when Clinton showed up, recovered when he disappeared, and then lost miserably when he came back. The president was bemused, because all he got to see was his American star getting thrashed. And the TV commentators were gobsmacked, because what first time around looked like an amusing coincidence happened all over again. Obviously this was no coincidence: more like negative energy interfering with a player’s positive energy. Agassi is a good man; nowadays the ‘kid from Las Vegas’, with his wife former champion Steffi Graf, runs a school (not a tennis academy: a proper school) for local underprivileged kids, all black as it happens. Andy Murray also seems to be a decent fellow (incidentally a survivor of the still unelucidated Dunblane massacre), and although not unaccustomed to royalty, he was doubtless affected in a way similar to the comically obvious effect Clinton had on Agassi.

The elite are losing their grip on the circuses. Meanwhile, the Village’s World Cup favourite Costa Rica bowed out undefeated, beaten only in a penalty shootout after holding Holland at bay for two hours of normal play.

[Violet]

Added another two watercolours in my album. Last few days were very inspirational in terms of putting down mind images to real images.

There was a time that I could only draw what was on the outside of my body, feeling very blocked that words were all I had to talk about the inside. Then I put all rules and standards of what a basic, qualitative, interpretable image should look like aside and just did it and lo an behold, I can actually get something on paper now. I feel great relief when I finish an image. Although today's image of the operation table did not feel good. It almost refused being posted. And still, at the same time I feel I must.

It's true I once woke up in the middle of an operation in my younger years. Perhaps it's an old memory, but it wasn't my head that was being operated on back then, more lower down.

Otherwise, it's a beautiful and quiet Sunday. We had a cosy family dinner yesterday and the kids were so happy jumping around with a passion that I wish unto all adults (including me) who generally lost that somewhere along the road.

[dan33]

Posted by Violet (here)
You're welcome, Dan33 Does it ring a bell with you?

Well, yes. I intended to choose the right picture for the concert.
Thanks, Violet.

Wonderful Concert!
That's the group i saw yesterday. Couln't find any youtube video from the show.
Ulli, i think that the young drummer (yesterday lead guitar) on 03:32 may be Bryan's son.
(yesterday was no dancers on the stage.... it was a cheap concert )

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=DihW9-GB8vs

...and, of course, he sang AVALON.

[ulli]

Posted by dan33 (here)

Posted by Violet (here)
You're welcome, Dan33 Does it ring a bell with you?

Well, yes. I intended to choose the right picture for the concert.
Thanks, Violet.

Wonderful Concert!
That's the group i saw yesterday. Couln't find any youtube video from the show.
Ulli, i think that the young drummer (yesterday lead guitar) on 03:32 may be Bryan's son.
(yesterday was no dancers on the stage.... it was a cheap concert )

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=DihW9-GB8vs

...and, of course, he sang AVALON.

No dancers? Booo! But maybe he had some bad experiences with those girls...
And I believe that two of his boys are now musicians.
While the other two turned into Hooray Henrys...fighting for the rights of the elite to torture animals...
err, I mean, hunt foxes to death.

[giovonni]

[giovonni]

YOU CAN DANCE

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=sFBY-_Ddq60

[Melinda]

Saw the most beautiful London double rainbow today. Radiant in the setting sun. Arcing across an extraordinary sky peppered with clouds of white gold and pink fire, and a thick grey mist that broke up slow, revealing a pristine watery blue. It was energising. Hyper-real and dreamlike.

Just stunning. Thought to deliver one to the village.

< rainbow from the web >

[Carmody]

I just went researching and found out that my fairly clear image of a triple rainbow (Around here somewhere) is actually.... fairly rare. They are not all that rare, but capturing them appears to be.

[meeradas]

Same pic, still:

[Malerogro]

Just finished another amazing weekend in my Primal Rebirth Therapy. We use Osho's active meditations, Reichian breathing, rebirthing, inner child work, body dialogue etc.. An intense healing journey with such beautiful people.. I feel grateful and blessed!

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=BHD2aPTjqNM

[eaglespirit]

I'm having this powerfully potent personal suspicion from deep within and outwardly 'lit up' in the now experiences that some rather intense and glorious Cosmic Energy came upon Mother Earth this 4th of July weekend that I just have to share Here and Now!
Open up Your Hearts ever so wide for some unbelievable unexpected 'Beauty To Behold' of a Higher Ways and Means happening right in front of You : )
The Spirit of Wonder and Upward Change is gonna become a part of each and every Loving Moment : )

Ya All feelin' it !?! : ) : ) : ) Wooooo Hooooooo!!!

[RunningDeer]

Posted by Melinda (here)
Saw the most beautiful London double rainbow today. Radiant in the setting sun. Arcing across an extraordinary sky peppered with clouds of white gold and pink fire, and a thick grey mist that broke up slow, revealing a pristine watery blue. It was energising. Hyper-real and dreamlike.

Just stunning. Thought to deliver one to the village.

It’s no match to your poetic description, Melinda. But, here’s a graphic of what I witnessed: a double rainbow over the Scituate Reservoir, in Scituate, RI, in 2008. One stretched across the sky from east to west, and the other north to south, one on top of the other. I never knew it was possible. Beautiful.

<3

[RunningDeer]

Posted by Malerogro (here)
Just finished another amazing weekend in my Primal Rebirth Therapy. We use Osho's active meditations, Reichian breathing, rebirthing, inner child work, body dialogue etc.. An intense healing journey with such beautiful people.. I feel grateful and blessed!

Congratulations to you, Malerogro! A priceless gift that keeps on giving.

In 1974, I enrolled in personal development seminar called the “Fischer-Hoffman Psychic Therapy“. It was part cerebral, with lots of journaling and part physical which included, the primal screaming and a birthing process. I tapped into the parts of myself that were blocked with feelings of pain, rage, anger and fear all the way back in utero. One incident that came up was that I re-experienced my Mom falling down the rickety, cellar stairs while she was pregnant.

At the time, I didn’t have a relationship with my parent to discuss such therapies. Some twenty years later, I asked my mom about the fall. She had forgotten about it, never told anyone, and asked how could I have known.

The biggest take away from the therapy was as long as I was willing to go beyond the resistance to the fear or resistance to pain, it always brought me to a place of silence like after a cathartic cry. I saw that the fear itself was often greater than the perceived event or feeling.

<3

[araucaria]

Those young royals have done it again: presiding over another scripted sporting occasion that went horribly wrong. The occasion was the opening stage of the Tour de France, in Yorkshire of all places. The Tour does occasionally stray outside the borders of the ‘Hexagon’, this time in honour of the past two winners, both Brits, and the sprinter Mark Cavendish, another Brit, who has won more stages than anyone else – typically about four or five each year. Our modern Ishtar cut the ribbon to start the race and presented the yellow jersey to the winner. This stage being a sprint, it was tailor-made for Cavendish to win the stage, and a rare opportunity to win the yellow jersey as well as overall leader (rare because a sprinter will never lead the Tour for long because he cannot cope with the mountains). Unfortunately he had a nasty tumble, lost the stage. These things happen occasionally, because in addition to the jostling to get ahead, and sometimes veering out of line, you have team mates who have been creating a slipstream for their leader falling back one after the other when their job is done, and possibly getting in the way. But it is not so common to find oneself out of the race altogether with a dislocated shoulder, as happened here. No one was at fault, just Cavendish being over-eager.

There is another sprint today arriving, like other such events, on the Mall in London, next to one’s palace, so it looks like some foreigner is going to win that one too. The Mall was built to bypass Pall Mall. Pall Mall was a croquet-type game played there (French paille-maille). In 1665 Samuel Pepys wrote in his diary: "Walked round to White Hall, the Park being quite locked up; and I observed a house shut up this day in the Pell Mell, where heretofore in Cromwell's time we young men used to keep our weekly clubs." In Queen’s English, Pall Mall is pronounced Pell Mell: (French pêle-mêle, in total disorder), a revealing lapsus linguae.

Jules Verne’s Tour du Monde, an 80-day round the world time trial, starts and ends at the Reform Club in Pall Mall. With the help of his French valet, the eccentric Englishman accidentally discovers how time slows down when you get into the Earth’s slipstream, and you find yourself winning today when you thought you had lost yesterday. Even so, he nearly loses after being taken for a bank robber. And he actually makes no money out of the affair at all – this is what makes him eccentric. He just brings home a wife, and through looking after their wedding arrangements when all seems lost discovers that he can win the wager.

But the Mall, the ceremonial way to Buckingham Palace, is a block away from this love interest. It is as if something has been tugging between the two parallel worlds, enough to make a guy fall off his bike. The reform club is winning.

[RunningDeer]

Posted by meeradas (here)
Same pic, still:

I posted in the "Tell Me Something Good" Feel-Good Winners Thread”. Here’s a couple of snippets, “Vermont Officially Passes GMO Labeling Bill, Monsanto Announces Lawsuit”:

“…Monsanto, GMA, Dupont Will Sue over GMO Labeling Bill. Literally hours after Governor Peter Shumlin (D-Vt), signed a mandatory GMO labeling law into effect in Vermont, the Grocery Manufacturer’s Association (GMA), headed by Monsanto & Dupont, announced that they plan to sue Vermont to prevent the bill from being implemented.”

“It is impressive that the state of Vermont is willing to stand up to these criminals where the FDA was not able or willing to due to infiltration. There are leaked files that detail just how many US diplomats work for Monsanto, and the U.S. Secretary of Agriculture (Anne Veneman) was on the Board of Directors of Monsanto’s Calgene Corporation. The list goes on.”

<3

[Carmody]

Posted by araucaria (here)
Those young royals have done it again: presiding over another scripted sporting occasion that went horribly wrong. The occasion was the opening stage of the Tour de France, in Yorkshire of all places. The Tour does occasionally stray outside the borders of the ‘Hexagon’, this time in honour of the past two winners, both Brits, and the sprinter Mark Cavendish, another Brit, who has won more stages than anyone else – typically about four or five each year. Our modern Ishtar cut the ribbon to start the race and presented the yellow jersey to the winner. This stage being a sprint, it was tailor-made for Cavendish to win the stage, and a rare opportunity to win the yellow jersey as well as overall leader (rare because a sprinter will never lead the Tour for long because he cannot cope with the mountains). Unfortunately he had a nasty tumble, lost the stage. These things happen occasionally, because in addition to the jostling to get ahead, and sometimes veering out of line, you have team mates who have been creating a slipstream for their leader falling back one after the other when their job is done, and possibly getting in the way. But it is not so common to find oneself out of the race altogether with a dislocated shoulder, as happened here. No one was at fault, just Cavendish being over-eager.

He is generally known as 'Cavindouche', because he is such a, well...

[ulli]

Tahirih
She was a member of the founder group of the Baha'i Faith, the only woman in a group of eighteen men, who all became the disciples of the Bab.
The Bab was to the Baha'i Faith what John the Baptist was for Christianity- a herald.


"Renowned for her virtuous beauty, Táhirih removed her veil before an assembly of pious believers at the Conference of Badasht in 1848 and proclaimed the equality of men and women. This marked the breaking away from the long established traditions of Islam and the birth of a new religion (The Bábi Faith). Táhirih declared: "I am the blast of the trumpet, the call of the bugle, like Gabriel I will awaken sleeping souls."

Wherever she spoke, Táhirih's eloquence and profound knowledge attracted dignitaries from all over Persia and the Ottoman Empire. Because of her outspoken beliefs she was held under house arrest during which time her fame and influence grew even stronger. As she was being strangled in the garden of Ilkhani, Táhirih said "You can kill me as soon as you like but you cannot stop the emancipation of women." Táhirih was martyred in Tehran in 1852."

They strangled her with her veil, and threw her down a well.