Here and Now...What's Happening?

[Carmody]

Somebody knows their way around a camera. Those shots are from a DSLR, in at least a partial manual mode. RAW, not jpeg.

[Stephanie]

Posted by dan33 (here)


...but the good news is, Meeradas is Jumping!

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Meeradas, salta! Meeradas, salta alto!

Two pairs of feet....three pairs of shoes...!

[dan33]

Meeradas, salta! Meeradas, salta alto!

Two pairs of feet....three pairs of shoes...!



"May be.. 39, 40, 41 european size (?)
...and the parrot "written" on the sand... ZAPPAWATCHING".



"but I still don't see his footprints in the sand".

[RunningDeer]

I spent the day at a funeral and gathering that was a couple of states over. Got too little sleep the night before worrying about the trip. My confidence to drive six lane highways has measurably decreased. There was a convergence of beach and Friday work traffic. Twice.

Several times, I caught myself being disconnected to everyone. One cool thing was that I saw a woman’s golden aura that got up to speak at the funeral.

My world is big inside and small outside. Feeling like…how in the world will I help if and when the time comes? I know it’ll take care of itself. But here and now I feel like my sell-by-date is about to expire. By that I mean, I don’t have the stamina like I once did. Tonight, I’m tired. So I’m probably just over-thinking.

Returned to my apartment that’s 87F/30C inside. Got five fans running because I’m afraid to install my monster air conditioner. Last fall, my back said, “Nope. No way. No more.” Yeah! It’s down to 80F/26C.

Does it show that I’m feeling vulnerable this evening? Soooo happy to be home in my little piece/peace of the world. Appreciative for the “Here and Now Village” to help with the reentry. Thank you. xo

Note to self: call landlady for help with the monster machine.

[RunningDeer]

Posted by dan33 (here)
"May be.. 39, 40, 41 european size (?)
...and the parrot "written" on the sand... ZAPPAWATCHING".

Good eye, Dan. I missed the parrot. I lightened and (respectfully) left the jumping cowboy hat out.

Meeradas, I love it when you post your photos. Every one is a whole story.

[Melinda]

Posted by RunningDeer (here)
I spent the day at a funeral and gathering that was a couple of states over. Got too little sleep the night before worrying about the trip. My confidence to drive six lane highways has measurably decreased. There was a convergence of beach and Friday work traffic. Twice.

Several times, I caught myself being disconnected to everyone. One cool thing was that I saw a woman’s golden aura that got up to speak at the funeral.

My world is big inside and small outside. Feeling like…how in the world will I help if and when the time comes? I know it’ll take care of itself. But here and now I feel like my sell-by-date is about to expire. By that I mean, I don’t have the stamina like I once did. Tonight, I’m tired. So I’m probably just over-thinking.

Returned to my apartment that’s 87F/30C inside. Got five fans running because I’m afraid to install my monster air conditioner. Last fall, my back said, “Nope. No way. No more.” Yeah! It’s down to 80F/26C.

Does it show that I’m feeling vulnerable this evening? Soooo happy to be home in my little piece/peace of the world. Appreciative for the “Here and Now Village” to help with the reentry. Thank you. xo

Note to self: call landlady for help with the monster machine.

So often I've read your posts RunningDeer and found myself smiling, thinking...
what an unusual and beautiful woman.

Your wildness and grace. Vitality and open heart

I have thought similar things of a good number of Avalonians. But on this occasion I felt inspired to share it with you, after your beautiful post.

I tried to find a wild bouquet. Hope this one is fragrant for you...

W i s h i n g g o o d t h i n g s t o a l l

[ulli]

We did it. My husband's oldest friend got here safely on June 10th, and my Barbados girlfriend arrived yesterday.
Both thinking they were our only friends they announced within days of one another that they had bought their ticket. Since I didn't have two guest rooms I had to have one more added.
So for just under three weeks we had eight construction workers and three gardeners. Most of the construction guys arriving at 6 AM and leaving at five PM. And not only did I have to attend questions about the plan but also provide coffee, cookies and our last savings for all.
The last three days when I haven't been on my knees scraping splashed paint and cement droplets off the new floors I was sweeping, moving furniture, making beds, hanging towels, answering demands for music.
But it was fun.

Now entering a few relaxing days of mindless banter with our friends who are already competing with one another to crack us up with their funniness.
Not surprisingly I found this article first thing this morning
(About giving mindlessness a try.)

http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandst...-try?CMP=fb_gu

[ulli]

Before and after:
May 20th and June 11th.
Proving to myself yet again that the best way to handle a retrograde Mercury is to ignore it.

[Cristian]

Remote beach , Black Sea, Romania


Some quality alone time

[Stephanie]

Posted by Melinda (here)

So often I've read your posts RunningDeer and found myself smiling, thinking...
what an unusual and beautiful woman.

Your wildness and grace. Vitality and open heart

I have thought similar things of a good number of Avalonians. But on this occasion I felt inspired to share it with you, after your beautiful post.

I tried to find a wild bouquet. Hope this one is fragrant for you...

W i s h i n g g o o d t h i n g s t o a l l

Melinda, this is beautiful, thoughtful and so true.

Thank you RunningDeer, for your gracious, inspiring and ever generous, loveliness.

[Stephanie]

Posted by ulli (here)
Before and after:
May 20th and June 11th.
Proving to myself yet again that the best way to handle a retrograde Mercury is to ignore it.

Wow!.....(speechless/wordless)

[Violet]

Meeradas, those pictures are amazing. Smooth optics, soft colours, fine angles...and though I don't know your story, they pull the viewer into the scene in an almost surreal manner. It's that close, like I'm there. You made good use of the sun too.

Speaking of sun, when sun combusts mars, how does that reinforce mars qualities? I'd figure too much sun would diffuse/confuse, weaken the qualities of a planet, in this case making mars not the warrior we'd expect him to be. And when the conjunction widens (towards trine, squares) then whatever planet sun conjuncts receives an ideal amount of light to function healthily...Or how does it work?

And where does that man keep finding those wonderful gardens?

[meeradas]

One pair made the photo...
36, 38, 43!
Treading lightly, that's why no footprints ;-) Leaving as little trace as possible.
Cristian: Awesome!
Ulli: That's fast (and beautiful result).... what was the name [and location] of the architecture program you used? I need to try it out.

Posted by Sstarss (here)

Posted by dan33 (here)
Two pairs of feet....three pairs of shoes...!

"May be.. 39, 40, 41 european size (?)
...and the parrot "written" on the sand... ZAPPAWATCHING".
"but I still don't see his footprints in the sand".

Posted by Cristian (here)
Remote beach , Black Sea, Romania
Some quality alone time

Posted by ulli (here)
Before and after:
May 20th and June 11th.

[meeradas]

Posted by RunningDeer (here)
Meeradas, I love it when you post your photos. Every one is a whole story.

Posted by Violet (here)
... It's that close, like I'm there.

Nice! Thank you very much, Pauler and Violet (and everyone).
Though i guess it's rather your great empathic qualities.

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[RunningDeer]

Posted by Melinda (here)

So often I've read your posts RunningDeer and found myself smiling, thinking...
what an unusual and beautiful woman.

Your wildness and grace. Vitality and open heart

I have thought similar things of a good number of Avalonians. But on this occasion I felt inspired to share it with you, after your beautiful post.

I tried to find a wild bouquet. Hope this one is fragrant for you...

W i s h i n g g o o d t h i n g s t o a l l

Posted by Sstarss (here)
Melinda, this is beautiful, thoughtful and so true.
Thank you RunningDeer, for your gracious, inspiring and ever generous, loveliness.

Much appreciation, Melinda, for my new desktop picture. The flowers and message helped to fill up my gas tank this morning.

I’m reminded that they’re a perfect metaphor for my recent experiences. Or dare I say, that you’re a messenger for me to make the connection? You see, I smell wild roses everywhere. Driving, in the city, at the market, in my apartment or when I walk. I haven’t sought too much on “how can that be?”. I use each experience to connect with my body-whole.

Even now, light spring breezes tickle my face and fragrance fill me. Many thanks to You and Sstarss and All else for the rejuvenation.

Love,
Paula <3

[1inMany]

Good morning, here and now.

Lots going through me this morning. Lots has been stirred up. I think it has to do with an upcoming birthday. And watching that documentary yesterday, Who's Driving the Dreambus? And sitting and talking to a very special soul last night. And meditating so much. And listening to everyone in the Village here lately. Yes, combination of lot of things. Actually, probably a culmination of this life's experiences in this moment. Always in this moment. Yet, none of it being who I really am, so who I am not is fighting to maintain the control it has had.

I looked through some old pictures this morning. Wondering when it was that I think life kicked my ass. That is something the special soul last night asked me. I thought back through my illusory past, wondering when the change took place. I was describing who I was years ago. And it is almost like a different person altogether. In fact, a friend remarked that the person I was describing is so different than who I am now that it is almost like I am making up my own life stories as I go. Huh, funny that.

I remember when M was young. When a rage would take hold, I could see that M had gone somewhere. She was nowhere in that little body. It took over, had an identity of its own. The doctors and therapists taught me safe ways to restrain her, and I remember specific times that were so explosive and unsafe for everyone around that I would sit with her very near to me in a restraining hold. And though it took every bit of physical strength I had to hold her down, and while I dodged her head banging to keep her from breaking my nose or my teeth, and while I watched to make sure there was enough distance from her mouth to my body so I wouldn't get bitten, I would whisper to her. I would whisper, "M, it is ok. I know this is not you. I know you are in there, and I am not leaving you. I love you. It is ok. This will pass and you will resurface." Eventually I would feel the rage drain from her and she would cry and I would not let her apologize. I could tell, and this is something I could not explain probably, but I could tell when I had my M back. And I could tell it had her, she did not have it. Years went by when one parent or the other had to be present at all times. Years went by that we did not take the kids out much. Too risky. Years went by that no one would babysit for us because no one knew how to handle this. My mom, in fact, told me that "back in the day" the way they handled "kids like M" was to institutionalize them.

And that was just one child. And one life situation. Yet, that is not what kicked my ass. So when did this happen? Somehow this friend acted almost as if it was completely unbelievable that I lived my life helping others. That is just how it was. Who I was. Every child that entered my life, every adolescent, every baby, came under my wing. People moved in and out of my house. I had so much to give, and so much life inside. My older siblings called me Pollyanna (if you remember who that was-dating myself, ha.)

Here and Now, I sit and remember. I remember who I am, and know that the very consciousness at the core of my Being is All there Is. Everything stripped away, there must be Love., though maybe not what we think of as love. At this moment, I wonder...why is it I do not step into that? I am obviously not who I always thought I was, nor am I now who I think I am. Knowing is all there is. But the Joy of this, that is what I am missing. Which tells me I have not Sat with this Consciousness enough. Which leads me to why in the world I would think or feel that life has kicked my ass in the first place. Another program running that has found a blind spot, and settled in as if it is my own?

There. Ha. There is a little light rambling this morning. Love to you all,

[Carmody]

Posted by Violet (here)
Meeradas, those pictures are amazing. Smooth optics, soft colours, fine angles...and though I don't know your story, they pull the viewer into the scene in an almost surreal manner. It's that close, like I'm there. You made good use of the sun too.

Speaking of sun, when sun combusts mars, how does that reinforce mars qualities? I'd figure too much sun would diffuse/confuse, weaken the qualities of a planet, in this case making mars not the warrior we'd expect him to be. And when the conjunction widens (towards trine, squares) then whatever planet sun conjuncts receives an ideal amount of light to function healthily...Or how does it work?

And where does that man keep finding those wonderful gardens?

Sun combust Mars can be a conflation of Sun and Mars qualities, with Sun qualities leading. Ego can become the impetus of physical drive, etc. And either reinforce, weaken, infuse, and so on.

[ulli]

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Posted by meeradas (here)

Ulli: That's fast (and beautiful result).... what was the name [and location] of the architecture program you used? I need to try it out.

Posted by ulli (here)
Before and after:
May 20th and June 11th.

It's Google Sketchup 8 ...free download.

[dan33]

Posted by RunningDeer (here)

Several times, I caught myself being disconnected to everyone. One cool thing was that I saw a woman’s golden aura that got up to speak at the funeral.

Does it show that I’m feeling vulnerable this evening? Soooo happy to be home in my little piece/peace of the world. Appreciative for the “Here and Now Village” to help with the reentry. Thank you. xo

Welcome back, Paula.

[dan33]

Awesome. Instant travelling. I read it yesterday.

Dolores Cannon: I thought it had to happen when you were sleeping.

J: It might not me. I could be there in a minute.

Dolores Cannon: You just disconnect

J: Yes

Dolores Cannon: And the people around you wouldn't know you were gone?

J: No, because I would seem like I was there. I would even answer questions. I would even talk, but I wasn't really there. They may think I was a little off or not interested.

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Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=rT4-wpXvAD0