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Sometimes you get suddenly answers on questions you have since a long time....
I will write more, but not now
There are those days when the vision suddenly becomes clear and unobstructed.
My chiropractor, graduate, he studied in England, almost ripped my new MRI out of my hands yesterday.... Because he too was unsure about my symptoms.
He looks at it and says.:
Moni, there's a cyst, a big cyst in the sacrum, it's pressing on the nerve bundle....
He immediately compared it to an MRI from 2019. And this cyst can also be seen there.
No one took note of it before, everyone just focused on the discs.
A now viable explanation for my recent problems. Which can really only be explained if the spinal canal is deeply affected or .... the sacrum.
A confirmation.
I am not crazy.
I knew there is something else besides my operated disc, besides the postnucleosyndrome, besides the new herniated disc one floor below, which is just too small for the sensations and numbness I have had lately....
I don't know what all this means now.
Now I have to have conversations with my doctors.
But it seems to be an explanation why I'm not getting anywhere....
And that's why I'm glad that the view is clear now.
To find a way...
I wanted you to know, my friends, why I am away very often now, calm, without words...
I have to focus on my life, more.
On my health.
I have to be present, there, in my life.
I have a lot of work, really a lot, in the office too, obviously.
Take care of you my friends, take care
😘
location :Genko-an temple,Kyoto city,Kyoto Prefecture,Japan
Genko-an temple ,formal title is Yohozan Hojyurin Genko-an,is located in the Takagamine district in northwestern Kyoto. It was founded by Tatsu'o Giko,the second abbot of Daitokuji Monastery ,of the Rinzai school of Zen,in1346,and used as his retirement hermitage.
The hondo( main hall)was built by Seika Koji, a carpenter from Kaga,in 1694.Shakamuni Buddha,along with two his disciples is enshrined here.
To the right of hondo,there are two famous windows,one round,one square. They are called satorino mado and mayoino mado respectavely.
Satorino mado( the window of Realization) is round,implying Zen maturity,completeness and enlightenment,while mayoi no mado(The window of Delusion ) is square,implying confusion,ignorance,and immaturity ,or the life of samsara.that is a life of human suffering.- Genko-an
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Let's keep building a world where we lift one another up, where kindness and compassion are the foundation, where love and light shine bright!
Marimurtra, Blanes, La Selva, Girona, España.
Situado en Blanes, en la Costa Brava, el Jardín Botánico Marimurtra es uno de los jardines más bellos de la orilla del Mediterráneo. Sobre unos acantilados que bordean el mar se pueden contemplar algunas de las panorámicas más espectaculares de la costa y conocer más de quatro mil especies vegetales, la mayoría exóticas, así como un buen número de ejemplares extraordinarios por su edad o dimensiones.
Marimurtra es la obra de un hombre apasionado por la naturaleza. Carl Faust (Hadamar, Alemania 1874-Blanes 1952), empresario establecido en Cataluña, dedicó su ilusión, su esfuerzo y todo su patrimonio a la realización de su sueño, el Jardín Botánico Marimurtra.
Located in Blanes, on the Costa Brava, the Marimurtra Botanical Garden is one of the most beautiful gardens on the Mediterranean shore. On some cliffs that border the sea, you can see some of the most spectacular views of the coast and get to know more than four thousand plant species, most of them exotic, as well as a good number of extraordinary specimens due to their age or size.
Marimurtra is the work of a man passionate about nature. Carl Faust (Hadamar, Germany 1874-Blanes 1952), businessman established in Catalonia, dedicated his illusion, his efforts and all his assets to the realization of his dream, the Marimurtra Botanical Garden.
Unnoticed
transparent in the hustle ....
a rush though,
a rare glimpse
of energy
so that, when fully realized
we wonder with mouths and hearts open.
A prayer to all sentient beings
to the realization of their enlightenment.
For their liberation from lower rebirth in the realms of Saṃsāra.
To their ultimate attainment and ascension to the blissful state of Nirvāṇa.
By the gracious and merciful blessings of the holy one, and of all enlightened beings.
“One thing: you have to walk, and create the way by your walking; you will not find a ready-made path. It is not so cheap, to reach to the ultimate realization of truth. You will have to create the path by walking yourself; the path is not ready-made, lying there and waiting for you. It is just like the sky: the birds fly, but they don't leave any footprints. You cannot follow them; there are no footprints left behind.”
― Osho
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One day she realized that she could
never please everyone, so she gave up
trying and decided to be herself.
Whether other people liked it or not was
not her business.
Anna Taylor
Shame is a powerful emotion for some of us. The realization that you have lost control of your own life could be depressing or liberating. There are actually three choices. Do you let it keep you down? Do you embrace your newly realized status? Or do you refuse the path chosen for you and change course? What do you choose when your own home no longer seems like a safe haven?
How does she sleep?
🎵 Home is Anywhere You Hang Your Head 🎶
Home is Anywhere You Hang Your Head - Elvis Costello and the Attractions (1986), Blood and Chocolates, Elvis Costello
Here comes Mr. Misery
He's tearing out his hair again
He's crying over her again
He's standing in the super-market shouting at the customers
Here comes Mr. Misery
He'll never be any good with a mouth full of gold and blood
He's contemplating murder again
He must be in love
But you know she doesn't want you
But you can't seem to get it in your head
Oh and you can't sleep at night
And she haunts you when you go to bed
When you're tired of talking and you can't drink it down
So you hang around and drown instead
Home isn't where it used to be
Home is anywhere you hang your head . . .
Picture taken at home.
“People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child—our own two eyes. All is a miracle.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh, The Miracle of Mindfulness: An Introduction to the Practice of Meditation
I am mad at myself this morning, I trusted the card that failed the other day and it did it again. A total kick in the gut! Shame on me! Also, my heart isn't in this, the realization that my son is moving out of state in three days has hit me hard today. He moved out 6 years ago, has graduated from college and got married last week but all of this happened in state. I got to witness it all and be in his life but now I'll have to learn how to be without having him around. Ever feel like your world is shrinking?
May you shine brightly wherever you are today!
The heart skipped a beat or two, fluttering on a note
of a song in the mind that made it sing and float
through a fantasy of sunblessed happiness
now hazy with delirium held in full flow
A soporific realization that life once was
And is now not what was what I thought
One cannot live life on love once mad
For everything you’ve done was always bad
Push through the forest, through the dark
The sun sparkling through the trees
shows where new life grows, it does
what cure there is for the mind
that’s ne’r settled on home from home
Ne’r say never, there’s hope , there’s chance
That through the trees, the sun shines on and on
Brexit is done. Covid is beat. Yay, Life has won
Drivel 2021
Marimurtra, Blanes, La Selva, Girona, España.
Situado en Blanes, en la Costa Brava, el Jardín Botánico Marimurtra es uno de los jardines más bellos de la orilla del Mediterráneo. Sobre unos acantilados que bordean el mar se pueden contemplar algunas de las panorámicas más espectaculares de la costa y conocer más de quatro mil especies vegetales, la mayoría exóticas, así como un buen número de ejemplares extraordinarios por su edad o dimensiones.
Marimurtra es la obra de un hombre apasionado por la naturaleza. Carl Faust (Hadamar, Alemania 1874-Blanes 1952), empresario establecido en Cataluña, dedicó su ilusión, su esfuerzo y todo su patrimonio a la realización de su sueño, el Jardín Botánico Marimurtra.
Located in Blanes, on the Costa Brava, the Marimurtra Botanical Garden is one of the most beautiful gardens on the Mediterranean shore. On some cliffs that border the sea, you can see some of the most spectacular views of the coast and get to know more than four thousand plant species, most of them exotic, as well as a good number of extraordinary specimens due to their age or size.
Marimurtra is the work of a man passionate about nature. Carl Faust (Hadamar, Germany 1874-Blanes 1952), businessman established in Catalonia, dedicated his illusion, his efforts and all his assets to the realization of his dream, the Marimurtra Botanical Garden.
Self-Realization MeditationGarden is a cliff top garden high above the Pacific Ocean 🌊 in Encinitas California - Cardiff By The Sea
First afternoon off work because I felt like it...upon arrival...the realization that idle time is a burden set in...the mind wanders...there was only one solution...take a walk with the MKIII and the 100-400mm. After about 15 minutes in the still 85 Deg F heat I was done...my first thoughts on what to call this shoot was "Butterflies & B.S." A Variety of Things Seen.
The Swallowtails were on the Ironweed as was eye too...and like you, I became bored...the end.
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Lyric
" Solange du nach dem Glücke jagst,
bist du nicht reif zum Glücklichsein "
(c) Hermann Hesse
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Lyric
"As long as you are chasing happiness,
you are not ripe for happiness"
(c) Hermann Hesse
here's a powerful realization: in any moment i can begin again. if i'm lost in thoughts, externals, or busyness, i can return to myself, right now. there's a fresh start in every breath. the trick is this: remember to remember. when i remember to breathe and be, the world becomes a kinder place.
I would like to combine this photo of the Saxon lavender near the town of Niesky with a small message. A realization that just hit me when I was thinking about a suitable text.
But actually it's more the title than the photo that carries my thoughts. The photo should just look good. Which it does quite well with all the bright lavender. At least I think so.
But what else do I care about? For me it's about perspective and truth. On the one hand my perspective and on the other hand that of the setting sun.
The statement in the title applies to each of the two perspectives. But the answer to the question of who is hiding from whom behind the barn could be completely opposite from every perspective.
Of course, this is only meant figuratively. The day a sun hides from me would have fundamental effects on my world view and my ego.
So who is right? What is the truth ? Very easy. Nobody is right. Both are right. Because something like "the truth" only ever exists in the spirit of one's own observation and one's own perspective.
Maybe you'll remember this the next time you find yourself on the brink of conflict. Because as one of my most important teachers once said: “Do you want to be right or be happy?”
Diese Foto, vom sächsischen Lavendel Nähe des Ortes Niesky möchte ich mit einer kleinen Botschaft verbinden. Einer Erkenntnis, die mich gerade ereilt hat, als ich über einen passenden Text nachgedacht habe.
Doch eigentlich ist es mehr der Titel als das Foto, welcher meinen Gedanken trägt. Das Foto soll einfach nur gut aussehen. Was ihm, mit dem ganzen leuchtenden Lavendel auch recht gut gelingt. Finde ich zumindest.
Doch worum gehts mir sonst noch. Es geht mir um Perspektive und um Wahrheit. Und zwar zum Einen meiner Perspektive und zum anderen die der untergehenden Sonne.
Für jeden der beiden Blickwinkel trifft die Aussage im Titel zu. Doch die Antwort auf die Frage, wer sich hier vor wem hinter der Scheune versteckt, könnte aus jeder Perspektive völlig gegensätzlich ausfallen.
Natürlich ist das hier nur sinnbildlich gemeint. Der Tag an dem sich eine Sonne vor mir versteckt hätte fundamentale Auswirkungen auf mein Weltbild und mein Ego.
Wer hat also recht ? Was ist die Wahrheit ? Ganz einfach. Keiner hat Recht. Beide haben Recht. Denn so etwas wie "die Wahrheit" existiert immer nur im Geiste der eigenen Betrachtung und eigenen Blickrichtung.
Vielleicht erinnert Ihr Euch daran, wenn Ihr das nächste Mal am Rande eines Konfliktes steht. Denn wie einer der für mich wichtigsten Lehrmeister einmal gesagt hat: "Willst du Recht bekommen, oder glücklich sein ?"
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Every sunset, 'I' have missed more than a million realizations!
Only those that got into my senses have got into glorifications.
Every sunrise, 'I' sense what is not,
Those that 'I' feel, in fact are all mortal
Every sunrise, 'I' wake to see subtle illusions,
Those that got into my imagination, not real, mere delusions.
Every sunset, 'I' dream, the shadows of illusions ,
'All' that remains, is true, immortal.
- Anuj Nair
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As I watched this Rose float gracefully across the pool, a favorite song came to mind. It's almost surreal to think that 45 years have flowed past since that melody was released. I was struck by the realization of how those decades vanished. The days didn't rush by in a blur of excitement or high drama; they simply floated past.
"Sailing" by Christopher Cross reached number one on the Billboard Hot 100 chart on August 30, 1980. The song is famous for its historic Grammy wins. At the 23rd Annual Grammy Awards ceremony, Christopher Cross became the first artist in Grammy history to win all four of the awards: Best recording of the Year; Best Song of the Year, Best Album of the Year, Best New Artist.
🎶 Well, it's not far down to paradise
At least it's not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away
And find tranquility
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see 🎶
(Nikon Z8, Nikkor 600/6.3, 1/1000 @ f/8, ISO 320, edited to taste)
(Ohne KI / Realization without AI)
Graugans / Greylag goose / Oie cendrée
Mit dieser Aufnahme verabschiede ich mich in die Weihnachtspause. Vielen Dank für Euren wunderbaren und motivierenden Support, ohne den ich niemals so weit gekommen wäre! Ich wünsche allen ein schönes Weihnachtsfest und ein gutes neues Jahr. Lasst es Euch gut gehen.
With this capture I say goodbye to the Christmas break.
Thank you for your wonderful and motivating support, without which I would never have gotten this far!
I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Enjoy.
Avec cette capture, je dis au revoir aux vacances de Noël.
Merci pour votre merveilleux et motivant soutien, sans lequel je ne serais jamais arrivé aussi loin !
Je souhaite à tous un joyeux Noël et une bonne année. Apprécier.
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Sept 12 evening I had wanted to shoot this composition with aurora for some time and Friday night I was fortunate to get there for the active curtains
March 3, 1966: “A flash of sanity: the momentary realization that there is no need to come to certain conclusions about persons, events, conflicts, trends, even trends toward evil and disaster, as if from day to day and even from moment to moment I had to know and declare (at least to myself) that this is so and so, this is good and this is bad. We are heading for a “new era” or we are heading for destruction. What do such judgments mean? Little or nothing. Things are as they are in an immense whole of which I am a part and which I cannot pretend to grasp. To say I grasp it is immediately put myself in a false position, as if I were “outside” it. Whereas to be in it is to seek truth in my own life and action, moving where movement is possible and keeping still when movement is unnecessary, realizing that things will continue to define themselves and that judgments and mercies of God will clarify themselves and will be more clear to me if I am silent and attentive, obedient to His will, rather than constantly formulating statements in this age which is smothered in language, in meaningless and inconclusive debate in which, in the last analysis, nobody listens to anything except what agrees with his own prejudices.”
- Thomas Merton - Exploring Solitude and Freedom from The Intimate Merton, March 3, 1966
Fish hatchery building at Fish Hatchery park Hastings, Mi
The community hatchery initiative began in 2001 with the realization that local trout fisheries in our area were declining. Previous stocking efforts had been providing large-bodied fish that did not reproduce well in our smaller in-land lakes, especially under changing climate conditions. Following several community meetings, a group led by Dennis and Mary LeFeuvre decided to create the North Hastings Community Fish Hatchery with the support of many sponsors and partners. Construction of this state-of-art hatchery facility began in 2007, and volunteers have been producing fish since 2008.
The hatchery is raising a unique local strain of Lake Trout (named the ‘jewel’) that has adapted over time to the conditions in our area and is more likely to sustain healthy lake trout populations into the future. In recent years, the hatchery has also expanded production efforts to include brook trout and brown trout.
This hatchery was the vision and dream of Dennis LeFeuvre. He was a founding member and driving force in its development. Dennis passed away suddenly on June 2, 2010 but lived long enough to see Jewel lake trout start their life cycle in the hatchery and be stocked into local lakes. This hatchery is his legacy to our community.
First afternoon off work because I felt like it...upon arrival...the realization that idle time is a burden set in...the mind wanders...there was only one solution...take a walk with the MKIII and the 100-400mm. After about 15 minutes in the still 85 Deg F heat I was done...my first thoughts on what to call this shoot was "Butterflies & B.S." A Variety of Things Seen.
The Swallowtails were on the Ironweed as was eye too...like an Angel spreading Its Wings...inviting a path to salvation...to be lifted from the rabble...and from this babble I move on to Lavender Wildflowers...more boring Beauty.
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Plant Identification needed...
I have never seen a plant like this one.
Photographed in the Self-Realization Meditation Garden, a cliff top garden high above the Pacific Ocean 🌊 in Encinitas California - Cardiff By The Sea
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The Mausoleum of Theodoric, in Ravenna, is the most famous funerary construction of the Ostrogoths. We do not know precisely when and by whom it was built, that is to say if its realization was provided by theodoric the Great himself still alive (therefore before 526), or if his daughter Amalasunta provided for it close to the death of his father.
The mausoleum is included, since 1996, in the list of Italian world heritage sites by UNESCO, within the serial site "Early Christian Monuments of Ravenna".
Il Mausoleo di Teodorico, a Ravenna, è la più celebre costruzione funeraria degli Ostrogoti. Non sappiamo con precisione quando e da chi fu costruito, vale a dire se alla sua realizzazione provvedesse lo stesso Teodorico il Grande ancora in vita (pertanto prima del 526), o se vi provvedesse la figlia Amalasunta a ridosso della morte del padre.
Il mausoleo è inserito, dal 1996, nella lista dei siti italiani patrimonio dell'umanità dall'UNESCO, all'interno del sito seriale "Monumenti paleocristiani di Ravenna".
First afternoon off work because I felt like it...upon arrival...the realization that idle time is a burden set in...the mind wanders...there was only one solution...take a walk with the MKIII and the 100-400mm. After about 15 minutes in the still 85 Deg F heat I was done...my first thoughts on what to call this shoot was "Butterflies & B.S." A Variety of Things Seen.
The Swallowtails were on the Ironweed.
Please do not use without my explicit permission
© All Rights Reserved
Walter C Snyder