People at the same place in different minutes. How crowded it would look if the photos captured entire days, or weeks!
Neurolinguistic Programming Tool: Picture the worst of a situation up close and all encompassing. In the distant background visualize the best possibility and make it grow in size and come closer until it replaces the worst image.
The Adventure Begins – another year of living with the questions about life & work.
What can done within the confines of 365 days which enlarges the lives of more than one person? Taking a day-long nap isn’t the answer, although at 5 AM that’s the first thought that occurs to me.
In 2022, it was 36 degrees outside in Northern California.
Dressed for comfort, on my back porch at 6:30 am, I could see the stars while drinking my first cup of coffee – ah, the pleasure of that first sip.
All energy moves in waves & particles, but the ocean wave is the only wave the naked human eye can see.
If time is the lesson willing to be learned, the wave is time’s expression. It comes again & again. It keeps saying:“Will you know me now?”
Life’s Work: A Memoir (2022) by David Milch
In 2025, the moon was a waxing crescent, spiritually representing a time for new beginnings, setting intentions, and stepping towards a new goal. It symbolizes growth and potential, and is considered a phase for initiating action and building something bigger.
Cells in embryos make their way across a steep “developmental landscape” to their eventual fate.
Embryonic cells continuously monitor their changing surroundings and make small corrective adjustments, optimizing as development proceeds, locking in on their planned identity relatively late.
Processing positional information makes genes variously switch on and off throughout the embryo, giving cells distinct identities based on their location. (Some cells unfortunately take the wrong paths and are unable to get back on track.)
All the information is there in the landscape and processing that information effectively may be the phenomenon that makes a bunch of loosely stuck-together atoms behave like the thing we call life.
Had I been like a man living in a wood from which he knows there is no exit, I could have lived; but I was like one lost in a wood who, horrified at having lost his way, rushes about wishing to find the road.”
-Leo Tolstoy
Out here by myself in 2016 at a place almost totally inaccessible to normal people; motorcycle stuck on that hill for several hours. There’s no water! Nowadays I stay home, look at the picture.
He turned to Stephen and said:
—Seriously, Dedalus. I’m stony. Hurry out to your school kip and bring us back some money.
—That reminds me, Haines said, rising, that I have to visit your national library today.
—Our swim first, Buck Mulligan said.”
Ulysses by James Joyce