Become the things you loved most about the people who are now gone
Linking your thinking
I use an app called obsidian. It is a database to my life. I take knowledge from anywhere. Say a book, I will convert a chapter at a time in grok amd grok has a command to give me the chapter in a summary, keynotes and take aways from the chapter.
I read it and hit key words with hashtags or links to other places in the database.
In this example i use another meditation app and while i listen to the daily lessons i transcribe it and easily import in Obsidian.
So it really is cool to me to type in any keyword i want more information on by searching a word and all my resources are there. The longer i do it the better it will become. On year two now and I used dozens of times a day.
Parenting is a cheat code
I feel like a I got off the phone in the 1980’s from the Nintendo power hot line on my dad’s credit card with oil heat on at 25 degrees Celsius. This type of truth is one that makes you cool with your peers. Life made me not cool over time, lol.
I now pay attention to how my Son annoys me and I’ll meditate on how thats me or affecting me. Cause omg it somehow is lol. I unravel it and find gems of personal truth here for personal growth.
I go further and talk to myself and have answers given back to me in how to handle it. The only question truly is am i man enough to drop them and do the hard work (manly voice insert here, preferably Australian cowboy) or become a shallow excuse i once was?
This flower is small like a square inch total maybe, when i zoom in i see spider webs and a mess of things, dirt and goo, i also see pollen and in this natural mess I see potential and beauty and hope. Pollen is my personal connection to hope and why i want to respect it. But shit photographing things invisible to eyes with cataracts hasnt been easy.
Can i find the courage to seek this same attitude towards myself please? I have pollen as a symbol of hope? Through it all someone will say this hope is the best ive ever seen. Our flowers will hopefully bloom in passion. And change us if we want to blossom in growth and awareness.
Life to me is everywhere I want it to be. (Capital period)
Nature in all it’s entirety
I struggle with balance at times like I want everyone to be successful. But that isnt really real. I sometimes view humanity like a massive ocean, like a huge ocean of people shoulder to shoulder paralyzed of movement and to get that breath of air out of your watered down lungs is to push two heads down below the water level.
Here success is having to push two heads down for you own oxygen.
I do like nature for it teaches me alot through observation. In life you need to accept the good with the bad, or better to accept all and modify the plan accordingly.
A moth seeking a sleep in a primrose flower during the day.
With the good there is bad. Here the bad is nourishment, or merely only our skewed perceptions of nature. It has always been nature with or without us.
Buttered chicken
Buttered chicken is so so good. Like energize my soul good. I always feel warm and happy after i have some.
Afraid of the dark
Well not really. It was the dark in the woods. I mostly solo hike and it was always nerve racking for me to be in the woods alone in the dark.
So I made a point to do it until it wasnt a fear. Ever watch a sun go down so far you see the last kiss of that days light? Every noise makes you hyper aware. I love being in zone of experience.
Perfect world
In a perfect world I would have a hiking buddy, I sometimes fear the risks I take, solo hikes where you feel the depth a youth. I struggle with this in 2 days I am 48 and in almost every way I feel like a youth. I struggle with ego which maybe means i really dont, but I could probably physically outdo most teens. I see a challenge as such and make it work. With what you have. Failure = growth if you allow it.
In a perfect world I am not alone, not following bear tracks because its easier. Listen to a eddie vedder song and know i always blast music in nature, i never want to scare anything, wreaks my photos for wildlife except a pack of coyotes. Accept that the shadow trait of good is bad.
As we once were
This hike was hard, a sunrise at -20 and the start was in darkness by headlamp to get here for this shot. Ill prepared I hovered in a hole to warm up every place i could, deep in the woods far from any type logistical help. It was brutal then and as I look at this now I plan to do again this year.
Except this time more prepared to see the difference, maybe there isnt and maybe simplest is better. Love science.
Northern NB
I once lived in northern NB, this was my paradise. My first house I bought a 2 acre Log cabin on the Miramichi river and this was my part of my backyard then.
Crimson fireball
I will never forget this night, had my son with me too even if he was more into playing a game on his phone while I took pics.
Chasing cars - Snow Patrol
Listening to this in a bath in the dark. I currently now lost in thoughts. I feel emotions coming up my esophagus really and I tingle all over. I feel so alive in the most simple moments in life. This is the metrics for me now; experience. These fleeting moments where we understand the complexity of what actually happens when i lift my foot up to one stair and continue up the a staircase. Such deep and fast/numerous thoughts that then melts my mind with the beauty of all the systems that are all perfectly working in tandem with each together. Just hard to think everything sucks like I did most of my life and that negativity became by base back then.
Growing up I was living life with forced glasses that made me not see where I was going. Made me stumble when I should of stood up taken the glasses off and transformed. I have since but to any that isnt aware their may have been a shadow that was trying to control you, well you may just not need to submit to that if you want to. Just ask yourself simple questions. Follow the breadcrumbs. Life even in solitude is amazing if you want it to be.
Macro shot of wild rose pollen, next year I hope to continue with pollen, a passion of mine is photographing pollen especially on insects or stamen’s.
Theory
I love to ponder thoughts and push boundaries: today I made up a theory, I called it the blackhole connection:
Blackhole connection is when you find the inner child within yourself and keep that bond going through connection. Feeding the pilot light of your soul. Investing back into yourself.
Hot baths are healthy
Having floating boats of hot fried pepperoni isnt. Enjoy your life your way