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thedistrictroleplay · 3 years ago

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TRIGGER WARNINGS: overdose tw, parent death tw, alzheimer’s tw, parent illness tw, death tw, illness tw

TIMELINE:

1991- Carly is born in San Francisco to Stephen and Stella Weiss.

1995- Stephen and Stella divorce when Carly is four years old. Stella relocates, with Carly, to NYC.

1995-2007- Carly splits her time between Stella and NYC, and Stephen, a touring rockstar who is anywhere in the world at any given time.

2007- Carly’s father dies in London.

2009-Carly graduates from prep school in NYC and immediately leaves for college at UCLA.

2009-2013 - Attends UCLA, traveling during summers and school breaks to any far-flung location she can, both for fun and for humanitarian projects.

2013- Carly graduates from UCLA with a B.A. in Media Arts

2013-15- Immediately after graduation, Carly moves to Australia and she doesn’t return to the states for two years.

2016- Brief affair with Chandler Rawlins while she’s visiting her mother.

2019- Returns the the U.S. on at least a semi-permanent basis, to the District, to care for her sick mama.

2020 - With her mom’s illness progressing, she is forced to grow up and start taking steps to get her mother’s affairs in order.

BIOGRAPHY:

In spite of the silver spoon in her newborn mouth, Carly Weiss hasn’t always had it easy. Her parents divorced when she was young and her mother uprooted her from the only place she’d ever known to return back to the family domain on the other side of the country. She spent a lot of summers and school breaks hanging out with a rock band when her father was on tour, rather than doing the traditional things kids back home were doing. Her father died of a drug overdose when she was sixteen and she was thrown into a world she’d never truly experienced, tied down at a time in her life when she was struggling to figure out who she was and where she fit anyway. To make matters worse, Carly was the one to find him.

All of it could’ve been a reason for her to act out—she could’ve done drugs, slept around, and generally caused trouble. God knows enough of her classmates did similar things in times of tragedy. Instead, thanks to her mother’s background in psychology and her own sense of self, Carly carried on. She finished school, went to college, and made something of herself. No, it isn’t a high-profile career like so many of the people she spent too long secretly comparing herself to – but she’s happy. She likes to laugh and appreciate life and have fun in whatever way she sees fit, leading to a bit of an impulsive streak that her mother used to say made her appear slightly unstable. She may have some regrets, but she loves her life and most of the time, she wouldn’t change a thing.

The medically-based education of her mother never really suited Carly, in spite of her keen understanding of people and her desire to relate to them. It took her some time to settle on a more artistic way to do that. Her first great love was music, and the foundation of that education was provided by her father, but she never really had the thirst for a stage or fame like he did. She had a brief love affair with poetry, and one with painting, too, but neither settled in as a career.

Instead, she found something very soothing and real about photography. As a freelance photographer, she’s had the ability to take side jobs and submit her work wherever she goes, so she can satisfy her wanderlust and her humanitarian desires at the same time. There have been several occasions with photoshoots for musicians, usually from some haphazard connection from her father or his former bandmates. They stayed in touch and have always been a rowdy band of traveling uncles, in a way, and have never hesitated to visit or throw work her way. In spite of their best efforts, she’s never lived like she’s wealthy, though there is old money from her mother’s family and a vast younger fortune from her father that has been well-invested. She doesn’t say much about her financial situation, because she’s the only child her father claimed, but there have to be others. As much as she adored him, and knows he adored her, he was no saint.

Secretly, though, what the fractured lifestyle has meant is she isn’t terribly trusting. She doesn’t trust good things to last, she doesn’t trust people to stick around, and she finds commitment a difficult concept. She’s never built a solid foundation, because the most consistent time in her life was so brief. She loves fiercely and beyond her control, though, so she gets attached to things emotionally and then struggles when they change, even if she’s the one who splits first.

Watching her mother, one of her favorite people in the world, deal with an illness she will never overcome has been extremely difficult for Carly. She returned home from teaching English as a second language in Thailand to care for her three years ago. She didn’t relocate to New York City, though, instead meeting her mother in Washington D.C., where Stella had moved to teach at George Washington University. Things have trended down rather sharply, though, and Carly isn’t so sure she can keep doing it on her own. Even though she’s making preparations to shift her mom into memory care, and to be on her own in the city, she’s definitely unsteady.

Carly is written by M.

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csnews · 5 years ago

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Rare Hubbs’ beaked whale found washed ashore, deceased, at Point Reyes

Peter Fimrite - August 20, 2019

An extremely rare beaked whale was found washed up on a beach at Point Reyes National Seashore this week, prompting animated excitement among normally self-possessed marine scientists.

The dead 9-foot-long whale was found Monday morning on Drakes Beach by participants in the Greater Farallones National Marine Sanctuary Beach Watch Program, which surveys beaches along the coast every two weeks.

“I’ve been doing this for 16 years now, so whenever you find something different like that it’s exciting,” said Dominique Richard, a retired mathematician, who with his survey partner, Gordon Bennett, found the animal just above the tide line. “It’s rare, and it was completely out of the blue. It was totally unexpected.”

The decomposing carcass had been scavenged a bit by sharks, so it wasn’t immediately clear what species it was. Richard and Bennett measured the whale, which they at first thought was a bottlenose dolphin, and took numerous photographs.

Biologists with the California Academy of Sciences and National Park Service scientists hauled away the entire carcass Tuesday and plan to conduct a necropsy, but they have tentatively identified it as a newborn Hubbs’ beaked whale.

Tissue samples were sent to the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration’s Southwest Fisheries Science Center in La Jolla (San Diego County) to confirm the species. That will take about a month.

“The best guess at this point, without having verified its species, though, is that it may have died from “maternal separation” — being orphaned,” said Mary Jane Schramm, spokeswoman for the Greater Farallones National Marine Sanctuary, based in San Francisco. “No other cause is suspected.”

Not much is known about the beaked whales except that they are the deepest diving whales. Of the 22 known species, the Cuvier’s, Hubbs’, Baird’s and Blainville’s beaked whales are known to visit Northern California.

The adult whales can measure 13 feet to 43 feet in length and weigh from 1 ton to 13 tons.

One of eight tagged Cuvier’s beaked whales in a 2013 study at the Channel Islands in Southern California was recorded diving to 9,874 feet and staying there for 2 hours and 17 minutes. It was the deepest dive by a whale ever recorded and so unexpected that scientists thought at first that the monitoring equipment had malfunctioned.

Marine biologists still haven’t figured out how beaked whales are able to dive to such depths, where the pressure would kill other mammals.

“They are very cryptic and hard to spot. ... We know so little about beaked whales” because “extremely deep diving animals are rarely seen,” Schramm said. “They are so little studied that scientists cannot comfortably put them into a category.”

One thing that is known is that they are extremely sensitive to noises, especially sonar. The most notable sightings of the whales have occurred during mass stranding events during Navy sonar tests in the Bahamas, Mediterranean and around the Canary Islands, she said.

It is believed that sonar prompts the whales to panic and surface rapidly, causing decompression. Postmortems of stranded beaked whales after sonar tests have found hemorrhaging near the ears.

Sonar is not believed to be the cause of death for the Point Reyes whale, Schramm said, because Naval sonar exercises are not done in the Bay Area.

Beaked whales are named for their beaks, which are similar to those on dolphins. They also lack the central notch on their tail flukes that other whales have. Females of the species have teeth, but they generally do not break through the gums.

Schramm said the beaked whale might never have been found if it weren’t for the beach watch program, which has surveyed 54 beaches, from Point Arena in Mendocino County to Año Nuevo State Park in San Mateo County for the past 25 years.

A Hubbs’ whale was found alive on Ocean Beach in 1989. It survived for several days before succumbing despite round-the-clock care, Schramm said.

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penguintransporter · 6 years ago

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LETTING GO (a James Rodriguez imagine)

Hello, everyone, penguin is back, for now! This is written for this lovely anon who requested: “can you write something angsty?? can it be with paulo dybala or james rodriguez” At first it was supposed to be Paulo, but then a change of events in my head made me decide that Hamez (sorry, I just find it so cute how one is supposed to pronounce his name) is the right guy for this idea. I hope you like it! Let me know what you think, and stay tuned because I will be posting more this week :) Pinky promise.

She had happiness written all over her face, despite the traces of tears that glazed over her eyes ever since she left the church and entered the majestic reception room.

The crisp-white veil hung from the back of her head – the beads of pearls in her elegantly, yet messily styled hair, keeping it in place. Absentmindedly, he adjusted the veil so that it cascaded down her, equally elegant and custom made wedding dress. She had spent months on picking the right colour of lace and silk for her big day.

Her skin seemed to glow under the lights of a big chandelier as she looked up at him with a smile before they shared a small and innocent kiss – his arm circling around her waist in a protective way.

As if saying 'yes' in a packed church of Great San Francisco in Madrid wasn't enough for everyone to know that she was his for the rest of the life – in front of God and people.

He leaned in, his lips nearing her ear as he whispered something that made her giggle and shake her head – he has always been a little bit of a mischief.

The bride turned around – her dress gliding with each step she made across the parqueted floor as she walked away from him, still slightly flustered by whatever he had told her. Her bridesmaids – her best friends, almost immediately flocked around her – each one of them wearing the same shade of red; each one of them looking like a cover of a fashion magazine.

He stayed behind – his own friends joining him. They hugged him, ruffled his immaculate styled hair, which earned them a loud complaint. However, soon enough, a glass of whatever Javi had been drinking, stopped him from moaning. At first, he refused it, but then he obeyed, taking a sip. Subconsciously, he looked over the brim of the glass – his eyes searching for her before taking her in all of her grace and beauty.

She noticed, turning around to look back at him.

She was beautiful.

She was stunning.

After all, she wasn't her; she wasn't Clara.

Clara blinked back from her dazed state, letting out a sigh that she was holding in as she tried to calm down the turmoil of her emotions. She had been sitting on the bare floor of her two-room apartment for the past twenty minutes, more or less – ever since she opened her laptop to, once again, look through the photographs of his wedding – the memories flooding her brain like a tsunami. It was all that Clara imagined it to be – grandiose, a tiny bit kitschy but tasteful at the same time, and the most heart-breaking day of her life.

She knew that thinking about it, and going back was wrong, and that she was just putting the salt on her wounds by doing so, yet she couldn't stop herself.

Clara felt the tears glaze mute her vision, taunting her to release all that she had been hiding for so long, so she quickly closed her laptop before getting up from the cold floor, and brushing away the dust from her knees. With her arms, limply falling against her sides, she looked around her, now empty apartment and the boxes that surrounded her – each one of them marked with a thick sharpie for her to unpack once she settled into her new life.

Silently, she grabbed a tape gun from one of the boxes, making her way to where a stack of books stood piled on a small table – one of the furniture pieces that she was leaving behind. Clara carefully lifted few of them, placing them in one of the boxes before closing it shut and taping it carefully – the entire time feeling like she was on the verge of crying her brains out.

She still couldn't get him out of her head.

They met five years ago, just few weeks after she moved from Calella de Palafrugell to study journalism in Madrid – much to dismay of her parents who wanted her to study somewhere closer to home – precisely in Barcelona. James was new in Madrid as well – young, lost, confused, and with a newborn child that he had to leave behind with his girlfriend at that time. Clara couldn't even recall how they became so close in the first place; a student in a foreign city and a football prodigy in a famous, royal club with a massive contract in his pocket, but it happened. Their friendship was surreal, and a tiny bit foolish, but despite all the odds and differences between them, they stayed strong; he was her best friend, her everything, and the man she was in love with.

If only she wasn't.

The sound of the doorbell made Clara stop in her thoughts, and she quickly dropped the tape gun on the floor – curiously looking towards the entrance, unsure of who it might be. She didn't expect anyone, and her brother's friends were supposed to pick some of her stuff tomorrow. With a subconscious shrug, Clara straightened her back, brushing down her oversized Skalariak band t-shirt before making her way towards the doors through the maze of boxes and random furniture that she decided to leave behind.

"James…" she trailed off as soon as she pulled the doors open and saw him standing in front of her. His hands were in his jeans pockets, and he was looking between her and his shoes, but Clara soon noticed that there was no usual smile on his face – just a worried line instead of a playful grin. "What are you doing here?" she asked softly. He was supposed to be with her.

"Can I come in?" he asked shortly, ignoring her question. Clara, confused and still a tiny bit surprised by his visit, nodded, moving aside.

He nodded as well, walking in past her before stopping abruptly – his eyes roaming over her apartment, as if it was the first time. As if they didn't spend countless nights watching movies on her sofa. As if they didn't share that first and last kiss right there, next to the doors of her bedroom.

"You are packed already?" he asked suddenly – his voice sounding strained.

Clara mumbled something incoherent, walking away from him, and towards the last, few boxes that needed to be taped. She could feel the shivers running up and down her spine as she tried to think of something to say.

"Yes," she finally answered, wondering when their conversations turned into odd encounters. "I don't want to leave it all for the last day." James nodded, just in the moment when Clara turned around to face him. He was looking at her with the look that made Clara think what was going through his mind. "You look surprised? You know I was going to move," she spoke, trying to give him a grin, but she failed.

James shrugged, running a hand through his hair, and just then, Clara noticed that it wasn't styled as usual. Instead, it was unkempt, and covering his forehead in a careless manner. She couldn't recall when it was the last time she had seen him like this.

"I know," he spoke hurriedly, looking away. "I just didn't expect it to be so soon," he added after a few moments of silence.

Now, it was Clara's turn to shrug, unsure in what was she supposed to answer. Avoiding the uncomfortable silence that fell upon them, she nervously pointed at the kitchen chairs, haphazardly piled in the corner of the room. He didn't move, so she sat first, and just then he followed – their legs touching, but she quickly moved her own away – she couldn't do that to herself.

The uncomfortable silence grew, wrapping around them like a spider's web around his prey, and Clara felt that heart-wrenching feeling settle in the pit of her stomach once again. Even if she was used to it, it still felt uneasy.

Lifting her gaze from her mismatched socks, Clara glanced at James out of the corner of her eye. He was staring in front of him – his eyes locked on the light blue dress, hanging on a metal hanger on the wall, in the same place where Clara's cheap replica of Picasso artwork used to hang.

"How is—"

"—is that the dress you wore—" he interrupted, stopping for a second as he swallowed, "—at the wedding?" he added, not looking away from the simple garment.

"Yeah," Clara whispered – the tears that she was trying so hard to keep in, threatening to surface. "I need to return it to Paola before I leave. She let me borrow it�� You know she has tonnes of it, and I really liked the colo—"

"—you looked breathtakingly beautiful in it."

Clara shut her mouth – her heart stopping for a moment. She glanced at him, yet again, but this time she found him looking at her. He gave her a smile, and for a second Clara wished he hadn't. He was so beautiful – it was breaking and healing her heart at the same time. But, before she caught herself doing something that was very much wrong, realisation downed on her – he was now a married man – the ring on his finger proving it.

He belonged to someone else.

She had no chance with him; she never had.

"So, how is Alicia?" she asked quickly, looking away from him. Not that she cared for her in particular, but she needed to remind herself that his wife existed.

James looked away as well – his eyebrows narrowing for a split of a second. "She is good; flew back to Munich few days ago. She is decorating the house," he replied with a chuckle, but to Clara, it didn't seem like the honest one. He had always been a simple person, and Clara knew that he hated having more than necessary in any place where he lived before. "Salome is excited, though. She got to pick the shade of purple for her room," he added – his face features softening at the mention of his daughter.

"And when are you going back?"

"Tonight?" he replied shortly – the softness of his voice disappearing.

The silence fell upon them once again, but this time Clara got up, moving away from James in order to keep her emotions in check. She gently lifted one of the boxes on the table, feeling his eyes on her the entire time as she moved some decorations, wrapped in the newspapers, from the table to the cardboard box.

"I've talked with Marcelo last night," James spoke from behind her, and she shut her eyes for a moment, aware of what he was going to say, "how come he knows your new address in Amsterdam, and I don't?" Clara bit the inside of her cheek, trying to formulate a comeback, but it was in vain. "I thought I'd be the first to know," he continued, "it's a very short trip from Munich. Maybe we can visit—"

"—that’s exactly the reason why I didn't tell you," Clara interrupted, shutting her mouth as quickly as the words left her mouth. She didn't want to say it like she did.

"What do you mean?" James asked, getting up, and Clara looked at him, recognizing the look he had on his face. He was getting agitated, if not angry with her answer.

"I mean," she started, taking a small breath, "James—" she whispered before shutting her mouth again, "—don't make me say it, because you know the answer already. You've known it all this time, and the more you keep ignoring and pretending that you're unaware, the more stupid you look. In front of me; in front of everyone who knows how I feel about you," she paused for a second, and he opened his mouth to speak, but she stopped him. "You've been my best friend for five years, and I've been with you through good and bad times, and I told you I will be there for you, no matter what. But, you need to understand, James, my heart doesn't heal as fast as you think. I just need time…

She tried to ignore the look of realization on his face as she turned around, unable to keep looking at him.

"So you are really going to shut me out? Shut us out?"

Clara took a deep breath as she set down the box she was holding, turning again to face him. "I am just asking for a little bit of time alone, James. I am not shutting you or anyone else out."

He shook his head, taking a long stride towards her. "Yes, you are!" he raised his voice a little, and Clara took a step back, taken aback, but the table behind her stopped her – she was trapped. James took another step forward, reaching out, and Clara tried to move away yet again, but she only dug the edge of the table deeper into her flesh. "You are doing it. Otherwise, why would you even consider moving to a new country where you don't know anyone? You could have just asked for some time, and changed your phone number, but here you are, leaving your apartment, your job, and your friends behind. You are shut—"

"—stop it!" Clara angrily interjected, "just stop it, James!"

The next thing she felt was James' body flush against her, his both hands holding her face – the heat spreading throughout her body almost instantly. He was glowering down at her – his eyes filled with all the different emotions that emanated from him.

"Clara…" he trailed off – his fingers caressing her cheeks as he let out a sigh, "…I am so sorry."

Clara shook her head as much as he was allowing her. "What are you doing, James?" she asked silently. "Why are you here?"

He didn't say anything as Clara looked at him. He just stared down at her while she tried to comprehend what was happening. His both hands were still resting on her cheeks – not allowing her to move away from him, and she could swear that he was even closer to her than before. She could feel the heat of his body through the layers of his clothes.

"Clara," he spoke, but his voice was barely above the whisper now. "I don't know what I am doing…" Clara tried to break the eye contact, but he made her look up at him again.

"It's wrong," she croaked out as James' eyes wandered from her eyes and down to her lips for a split of a second. "You shouldn't be here now. You should be with Alic—"

"—I know, but—"

"—there is no but, James," she spoke, now somewhat firmly as she finally got to take his hands, moving them away from her face. "This is what you wanted to happen."

He suddenly took a step back, as if the words that left Clara's mouth snapped him out of a trance. He looked away, and she, able to breathe normally again, moved away from him as quickly as possible. James ran a hand through his messy hair, looking up towards ceiling before back at her.

"I should go," he muttered, clearing his throat, and Clara just nodded – her frantic heartbeat still pounding inside her ears. As quickly as he spoke, he turned around taking few steps towards the doors, and Clara followed closely. But, suddenly, he stopped, making Clara almost slam into his back. He turned around to face her, and yet again, the proximity of their bodies made Clara slightly dizzy.

"Ja—" she started, but he interrupted her quickly.

"—I think you're right," James muttered, "maybe it's the best if we stay apart for a while." Clara didn't know what to say, so she just nodded. He turned around, reaching for the door handle before turning around. "Just promise me that you will call from time to time. Because of Salome, not because of m—"

"—I will," Clara whispered.

"Okay…" James trailed off. Once again, he took her by surprise by wrapping his arms around, and his body heat surrounded her in an instant. She wondered if he actually knew how she was aching, and what he meant to her. Nervously, she wrapped her own arms around him, and he sighed into her hair. "I know you don't want to hear it, but Clara, I lov—"

"—don't say it, please," she muttered into his chest, not willing to let go.

It felt like she was hugging him for the last time.

He slightly moved away, planting a soft kiss against her forehead before looking down at her. And that's when Clara realised that there was so much left unsaid between them; she knew that there was more beneath the surface of their friendship. She felt it, and she knew that he felt it as well.

"Safe flight, and good luck, Clarita. I will miss you a lot," he whispered, and Clara unable to speak, nodded.

"Thank you," she finally managed to whisper as he stepped away, opening the doors before leaving her in the silence.

Only then, when the air around her became even thicker, and her tears broke all the barriers she put up, Clara realized that she just lost her best friend.

She lost the person she loved with every fiber of her body, and even more.

She lost the only thing she never truly had.

She lost him.

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dunjosephurieimagines-blog · 6 years ago

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Discover The 10 Best American Hospitals That Use Social Media As A Tool For Patient Involvement

Social media offer unlimited ways to interact with patients and the 10 American hospitals described below are going far beyond to build lasting relationships and online communities that certainly lead to greater retention and a long-term financial return.

10. Indiana University – Health Center (IU Health Center)

The Health Center of the University of Indiana has an active social voice, a voice that stands out among the crowd, especially that of Twitter which counts 26K. They are not boring, each caption is short, sweet, dramatic. IU Health talks discursively and sheds sparkling light on daily news using social media. They know how to make headlines and turn them into headliners.

9. University of Pittsburgh Medical Center (UPMC )

UPMC has launched a Twitter hashtag campaign ( #UPMCLifeChangers ) to engage the community of doctors, patients and people who change lives with their work or have changed their lives with the help of qualified facility doctors. The campaign offers a series of videos that not only demonstrates the credibility of the hospital in making a difference but offers hope for all patients who come there for specific care.

The message behind the campaign seems obvious and all-encompassing, it’s something we could universally participate in. The message pushes a declaration of intent and reminds us of the Centre’s daily commitment to guarantee the maximum health care service.

8. University of California, San Francisco Medical Center (UCSF)

UCSF uses a similar strategy and involves patients trying to instill their hope. Facebook posts focus on unique people, each with their own success story. Power comes from bringing out the personal stories of people, which elicit reactions of emotional involvement. The posts with the stories are constantly updated, almost like they were their Successful Patient Newsletter. These fragments of light illuminate lives and show that health is achievable, regardless of the intensity of the struggle. At the same time, it helps improve patient engagement and show hospital success. Who wouldn’t want to be part of this? UCSF Health has a follow-up on Facebook of 212K.

7. University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA)

UCLA Health has a Facebook follow-up of 271K and Twitter 35K. In each Twitter chat ( #UCLAMDChat), people are invited to tweet, on certain days and times, with corresponding hashtags chosen by the University to create an online community conversation. They take complicated and new topics and reduce them to digestible parts for patients, listening to questions and responding in real time. The most recent patient engagement chat invited questions about kidney health while the topic of breastfeeding was touched on earlier.

6. Massachusetts General Hospital

The Mass General holds a massive 82.5K Facebook follow-up. To share content with only the most relevant audience, they hold a collection of different Twitter pages, each of which exists as its own channel and with corresponding hashtags.

From @MassGeneralNews and @MassGeneralResearch to @MassGeneralChildren, @MassGeneralMDs, @MassGeneralCRM, and @MassGeneralEM. In this way, the contents become very customer-focused and specialized.

5. Shriners Hospitals for Children, Chicago

Shriners Hospitals hosts a series of educational podcasts on its website: focusing on various forms of pediatric care and – for children with muscular dystrophy but also cerebral palsy – offer an engaging means to share practical information for children and their families struggling with these diseases often considered completely disabling. On their website, for some topics, they offer the possibility of listening to a podcast rather than reading too technical medical contents.

Shriners Hospital for Children has a follow-up of 643K on Facebook and 21.6K on Twitter.

4. New York Presbyterian Hospital

The Facebook page of the New York-Presbyterian Hospital is focused on people. We rarely see a hospital picture or a doctor in a white coat, instead, we see real images of real people. We see smiling children and their dads, a new mother cradling her newborn, a high school student, a family in the waiting room, a birthday boy and her cake. They remain faithful to the initial intent of Facebook: to share faces, people, celebrate our connections and personal life.

With seemingly unaltered organic photographs, the New York-Presbyterian Hospital has amassed a 120K Facebook sequel.

3. Johns Hopkins Hospital, Maryland

Johns Hopkins Hospital has a large following on social media as they use fiction. Their Facebook page (600K) features personal narratives, intimate stories, health care trips and the key role/mission of founder John Hopkins. They use names, cultural backgrounds, hopes, symptoms, struggles, patients express the pain and strength that accompany the reality of living with their condition. The testimonials offer valuable insights into what it means to be sick and the healing process.

According to Jimmy Neil Smith, director of the International Storytelling Center, “We are all storytellers. We all live in a web of stories. There is no stronger connection between people than storytelling.”

2. The Mayo Clinic, Minnesota

The Mayo Clinic is a world-renowned hospital and their social media are also quite famous. With a follow-up of Facebook and Twitter of 1.1M and 2M respectively, this hospital is doing something different. In addition to involvement and every other proven practice, they are incorporating other unique strategies such as creating the #MayoClinicMinute video campaign to share in their social channels.

Each video contains 60 seconds of news related to the world of health. Maybe you don’t want to be informed about the latest medical updates, but you might look at something that will help you take better care of yourself. It is something that healthcare companies should consider and continue to pursue: create a series of short, creative and engaging videos to mark their practice and connect with patients even outside the hospital.

1. Cleveland Clinic, Ohio

The Cleveland Clinic is a hospital that works not locally but also internationally thanks to its more than 3,000 doctors and 120 medical specialties. It boasts 2M follower both on Facebook and on Twitter playing in advance in its social channels compared to all the other health structures analyzed, with live streaming very appreciated by the patients.

Dr. Hyman, director of the Center for Functional Medicine, recently held a live on Facebook by opening the platform to questions regarding the approach of functional medicine and the ketogenic diet. During the live streaming, people could comment on a real-time response from Dr. Hyman (857 comments and 538 actions within 24 hours).

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Expert First Photography Session Tips By Best Maternity Photographer San Francisco

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NANPA Nature Celebration

Hi all, I’m back from the NANPA Nature Celebration in Jackson, WY and what an incredible celebration of nature it was. While I as there I received a wonderful compliment from one of the attendees. She told me that the reason she came to Jackson was because she read my blog about a year ago after I had returned home from the 2017 NANPA Summit in Florida and it inspired her to want to come. I was so moved by this and that my blog had inspired someone, so I got to thinking, “I really need to blog more often.” So here I am. I am going to commit to blogging more, which means I might need to backlog some of the amazing adventures I have been on this past Spring, but I figured it was important to start at the Nature Celebration.

The Grand Tetons reflecting in Jackson Lake - Stitched Panorama

The NANPA Nature Celebration was a 3 day event in Jackson, WY. Everyday a series of elite nature photographers presented topics about conservation, photography, video and ethics. Some of these presenters included:

Jenny Nichols, Jaymi Heimbuch, Clay Bolt, Morgan Heim, Daniel Cox, Cheryl Opperman and many more. There were also some inspiring Lightning Talks presented by Bethany Augliere, Ashleigh Scully, and Don Quintana highlighting their work on behalf of nature and science.

(Click on their names to see their work)

I was also delighted to be one of the presenters for this event and gave my talk on Wildlife Photography Ethics.

Photo by: Lisa Carper

In addition to these inspiring presentations there were also several photography vendors at the event loaning out photography equipment. I want to especially thank Canon for letting me borrow the Canon 1Ds and the Canon 5D Mark iV bodies as well as the Canon 600 mm prime lens. It was my first time getting to try out a variety of different equipment and I think it really made a big difference in the discussions I will be making shortly in my next equipment upgrade.

Trying out the Canon 5D Mark IV and the Canon 600 mm prime lens.

The best part of the Nature Celebration was the location. Grand Teton National Park is my favorite place to photograph in the entire country and spring time is especially special to me with all the new life emerging.

A newborn bison stands with his mother in Grand Teton National Park.

I was also treated with bear sighting every single day of my week long trip. I got to have an up close encounter with the world famous Grizzly Bear 399 and her cubs.

Grizzly 399 makes her way to the road to cross to the other side.

And best of all was able to photograph my favorite bear family Blondie and her two yearling cubs. I was so happy to see them back out and looking extremely healthy.

Grizzly Blondie and her two yearling cubs

This celebration also allowed me the opportunity to connect with many of my friends in the photography community. Dawn Wilson, whom I met during a Masters of Nature Photography conference in San Francisco a few years back, and is an incredible wildlife photographer. Lisa Carper who was kind enough to room with me throughout the week and tagged along with me as we searched for bears. Matt Stirn a Jackson local and truly a great photographer and archaeologist. JoEllen Arnold another California photographer. Jen Guyton whose work in conservation photography I admire greatly, I only got to speak to her briefly, but it was an honor to finally meet her in person. Chris Steppig the director of the Summit Workshop and one of my oldest friends in nature photography. I was so grateful to get to spend some time with Chris and I can’t wait to join his staff during the Summit Nature Photography Workshop this fall. I was also blessed with a brief encounter with my first mentor Tom Mangelsen while out photographing bears.

Lisa Carper and I standing in front of the Tetons

After the Nature Celebration was over I stayed a few extra days in the area photographing and also meeting with a organization called Wyoming Wildlife Advocates. The Executive Director Melissa Thomasma met with me to discuss possible collaboration on their efforts to work to reverse the unethical grizzly bear hunt planned in Wyoming for this fall.

Grizzly 399 - Grand Teton National Park, WY

Tourism in Teton County brings in $1.02 Billion dollars every year, that is largely due to the amount of National Park visitors who come to see the unique wildlife here, such a Grizzly Bears.

Wyoming has opened up a hunting season for these magnificent creatures which will dramatically impact the local economy brought in by tourism.

All in all this was one of my most successful weeks in nature photography. Spending time teaching and learning, connection with friends and partners and making meaningful images.

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Thoughts on Aries ?

Sorry this took so long, I haven’t been inspired to write lately. My first love was an Aries, as were three of my roommates/best friends, so I have a soft spot in my heart for them. Even though most of those situations ended poorly.

Aries generally get along best with the opposite sex in my experience. They see the same sex as competition, often unconsciously. Aries men are very childlike in their attraction. They love and admire women the way a little boy feels about their mother, or a prepubescent boy noticing girls for the first time. Their whole being lights up when they see you, and often they get nervous and sheepish around the object of their affections. Aries women have the same childish enthusiasm, yet they often do the pursuing.

What I love about Aries, is their nobility. The best way to describe the core of an Aries is a knight in shining armor. Both men and women. Aries are ruled by Mars, so they are warriors. They have strong energy and enthusiasm. Even if they are tempered with water or earth in their chart, there is still this dynamic energy that emits from them. The through line of Aries is: “I do.” They often act impulsively, or in the moment.

Occasionally this impulsivity gets them into trouble. They can sometimes appear brash, crude, or insensitive. The truth is that they have little tolerance or time for bullshit. They speak their mind, and they don’t beat around the bush. You will always know where you stand with an Aries. My Aries lover saw a dress of mine and his first words were: “it looks like you’re wearing a giant napkin.”

One has to have a good sense of humor to understand Aries. They are naturally combative, but playfully so. Everything is an unconscious game for Aries, they love witty banter (think screwball comedy from the 1930’s, Charlie Chaplin was an Aries). Harassing each other back and fourth is the way to know an Aries likes you.

Aries often has this complex of having to be terminally unique, or devils advocate. Many Aries I have known will argue against something they don’t even believe in, just for the thrill of the argument. Aries needs to win. Their whole self worth, self concept is wrapped up in “winning”. The deepest core fear of an Aries, is that they will not be loved, even though a winner.

Aries fight for the underdog, they love impossible odds, lost causes. Strife pushes them to grow, and they work well under pressure. When the heat is on they don’t waste any time. They will get it done, and most effectively. They are fiercely loyal to their friends, and when an Aries cares for you, they will melt your heart with the purity of their love. It comes to you unconditional, as a newborn baby smiling at you for the first time.

Aries start out as idealists, and are hopeless romantics. Hard knocks in life deeply wound Aries, and may embitter them as adults. They are so disappointed that things are not as they pictured them to be. This can be a problem in the romantic sphere, because they have this rosy picture perfect perception of how love should be, and when that illusion shatters, they lose interest quickly and fall deeper into the despair of disappointment.

They put objects of their affections on a pedestal, and their idols are always falling.

Aries are very creative. They often have hidden genius or talent which comes naturally to them, almost as though they were merely a vessel to embody this gift. They are often skilled artists, wether it be as a musician, an illustrator, painter, craftsman, jewelry maker, photographer, dancer, etc.

My first roommate when I moved out at 18 was Sabrina, who was a tattoo artist. She was a true Aries, born right in the middle of the sign, with lots of Gemini in her chart. This made her very fussy, she was passively angry a lot of the time, sarcastic, always cracking jokes or making amusing assessments and observations about others. Her hair was all the colors of the rainbow, she changed them often depending on her mood.

She had every part of her body pierced at some point, and was covered in tattoos. The Gemini made her a bit of a gossip, but she was hilarious. Sabrina didn’t have many girl friends, so she really treasured me. I think I reminded her a lot of her mother (who was also a libra), and it showed. Aries are uniquely thoughtful. Everyday I would come home, and find her sitting up waiting for me. Her whole being would light up when I opened the door and she would cry: “Megan! You’re home!”

It felt like having a child greet their parent excitedly when they get home from work. The joy is so genuine. It’s really sweet. She would slap a picture on the coffee table and push it toward me. “Megan! I drew you!” She was an illustrator, and so talented. Looking at her drawing melted my heart, she made me look much prettier than I am, and that was the way she saw me.

My other roommate Jasmine, was a make up artist. Ironically, Sabrina and Jasmine were best friends all through high school, but broke up senior year because Sabrina stole Jasmine’s boyfriend. I asked Sabrina why she did that, and she looked very hurt in her eyes. She smiled and looked to the floor, before saying: “jasmine always wanted to be… A ‘pretty’ girl.”

Basically, jasmine had been ditching Sabrina for 'cooler’ friends. This really wounded her, so she retaliated by taking Jasmine’s boyfriend. Jasmine held her grudge toward Sabrina forever. She refused to even talk to her. It wasn’t about the guy for jasmine, so much as it was about betrayal of trust. Jasmine had a lot of Taurus and Capricorn in her chart, so she could be a little more shy than Sabrina. They both had an awesome laugh, especially jasmine. Her laughter sparkled through the whole room, and was the most distinctive thing about her.

When I moved to SF, it was because of Jazzy. She worked at MAC, and I did online orders for Nordstrom. One day we met on the escalator, and she asked me: “do you want to move to the city with me?” “Why would I want to move to San Francisco?”She looked at me incredulously and said: “why WOULDN’T you want to move here??”

All Aries women I know have masculine energy, even if they dress and look very feminine. They are assertive, with strong opinions. If they don’t like you–they will make it known. They get bored easily, and restless. Aries needs to constantly be doing things, traveling, creating, going to events or pursuing hobbies. They often have many hobbies. Also they have a high libido, and can be a bit boy crazy. They identify with men pretty easily, they feel more comfortable around them in many ways.

Sabrina would fold origami when she was anxious. I could always tell when she was having a hard time, because little origami creatures would freckle the landscape of our living room.

Aries have rose colored glasses when they are in love, more so than any other sign, even Pisces. They see the beauty and potential in you that not even you yourself can see. They aren’t always good at words, or expressing themselves verbally. Their actions, their creations are the true insight into their inner life.

Some Aries aren’t necessarily an artist, but they will have a flair for whatever it is that they do. For example, Jazzy wasn’t a painter, a writer, or an artist in the conventional sense, but she was a make up artist. She could paint people’s faces in such a way that she brought out their inner beauty and confidence. That’s what Aries is all about, empowerment and they want to serve as an inspiration to others.

My first love, he could do it all. He played every instrument, he was a filmmaker, a set designer, light technician, painter, illustrator, and a songwriter. He had this non stop flow of creative ideas coming to him all the time. He probably… Is the funniest person I ever met. He used to have me in stitches laughing so hard.

Literal conversation we had once: Me: “you’re not cool enough to be Oscar the grouch.”Aries: “oh yeah? Well you’re just NOT COOL.”Me: “yeah, yeah, tell it to the judge.”Aries: “I did. And he sentencing you to 8 to 10 years of… STILL LAME.”

Or I asked him what his favorite color was, and being the contrary Indian that he is, he said clear.

Me: clear is not a colorAries: yeah huh, there are colors in the rainbow you can’t see. Me: yeah, but they’re not clear. Clear is transparency, it’s a state of being. It’s not a color.

He just kept talking over with me, and refused to accept defeat. He was generally in playful spirits, but he had a lot of sadness and tragedy in his life. I find this to be true of a lot of Aries. They smile through their broken heart. The sad clown.

Aries hate to be wrong, and they hate to be left out. Deep inside they feel like people don’t notice or value them, which is why they seek validation for their accomplishments or just their appearance in some cases, they just want to know that they are still relevant, that they are seen and valued. It’s a bit hard for them to admit, but they need people. They are similar to libra in that way.

You will never be bored with Aries, they are always ahead of you, always pioneering. In fact, their pioneering spirit is what I admire the most about them. Though if they are not careful they can dip into vanity. At times they can become self indulgent when they are licking their wounds. They are painters, painting themselves a lovely world. They say the world either breaks or hardens the heart, this is especially true of Aries. They go one way or the other. They either receive enough stimuli to support their dreams to keep them optimistic champions, or they are knocked down so many times that it makes them bitter and hard–even bullies on occasion.

This is a very effective smokescreen for their insecurities. Their brass offensive exterior is actually just a little kid who feels hurt they were picked last in the second grade.

They will walk through fire or take a billet for their loved ones. They will speak up for those less fortunate than them that they identify with. If they have Taurus or Scorpio in their chart, it will make them darker, more of a brooding personality with trust issues. Scorpio in particular can give them a vindictive flair.

The dark side of Aries lies in this feeling of futility. They either feel elated and inspired to make a difference in the world, or they feel abandoned by it, swallowed by the pointlessness. They tend to kick the can around in terms of past failures, misfortunes, traumas. They can spin their wheels and throw a pity party me in a while. However, this is typically not their MO.

Aries is very resilient, they bounce back from windfalls pretty quickly and with great vigor. Challenge excites them, it brings out the best in their nature, and you’d be surprised what they can do.

If they have a lot of earth in their chart, oh lord, they will be stubborn. You would have an easier time dragging a mule uphill than getting an Aries to back down or change their mind. Even if the facts are stacked against them, they will not back down.

An Aries sexuality is spontaneous, fiery and passionate. Sex is mental for a great many signs, but Aries is often turned on by sexual organs alone. There is a raw animalistic quality to it, they have stamina for days, and a bright enthusiasm about it. Some Aries like to be dominant, but ironically, since their personalities are already so dominant they actually are rather submissive. Their desires are intense, and they like it rough.

My Mars is in Aries, which is my sexual placement, and every lover I’ve ever had has complained that I want it too much, and I take too long. People with heavy Aries influence are passionate, they have violent and immediate sexual impulses. It’s like being a cat in heat. Elizabeth Taylor (though a Pisces) had Aries in her chart which gave her this sensuous quality. There is something very childlike and pure about their sexuality in a way.

As a cardinal sign, meaning they are initiators, they like to make waves, get a project set in motion… Though they often get bored or abandon things halfway through. Aries affections can turn off suddenly, one day you are in their good graces, one wrong move (usually against their morals or if they are less evolved ego) and they will pull the plug.

Aries can suddenly be done with a relationship if it ceases to challenge them or maintain their interest. Routine relationships will bore the fuck out of Aries. They are generally loyal, if they were to cheat, it would be because their relationship was on the outs for a long time. They will try really hard to court their lover again and again to rekindle the flame… But if that fails then they will move on, often abruptly and in a seemingly insensitive way.

Romantic disillusionment is damaging to an idealist, because it shows them they were wrong about the world. They were wrong about a person. It makes them question themselves deeply. For the most part Aries has a strong sense of identity. Their personalities and their image are bold, they make a statement. People notice them, most especially their eyes, like little dancing lights in their head, full of fascination and powerful focus wherever they direct their full attention.

They have agile bodies, usually stocky in build for males, more compact. Girls are generally on the shorter side, if thin they are lean and athletic, sprightly in their step, and ready for anything. Arian women are like Joan of arc. They have a message, and a mission in life. Aries will speak their truth no matter the opposition.

Aries women can be domineering. If they are less evolved on an emotional level, they can be “mean girls”, or elitist in nature. If they are more evolved, they will be very forgiving and inspiring friends who try to see the good in every one. My first love never once raised his voice to me, never hung up on me, never called me a name, not once. He was noble, and respected women–in spite of being a philanderer. He had a high code of morality in terms of how you talk to people, expectations and etiquette were important to him.

If Aries has a lot of water in their chat, it will make them a bit more shy. They will be more reluctant to let people in, but once they do, the beauty of their playful spirit will start to unfold before your eyes. If they have earth, it will ground them, making them more solid and less verbal. Words mean little to Aries, they want action.

Aries comes up with creative ways to show their affection for others. They love surprises, or something that shows you really notice or pay attention. They are thoughtful creatures when they want to be, yet if their needs are not being met, they can tend to become less aware of others, indulging in their own self destruction.

Aries really don’t mean any harm (in most cases) when their actions hurt someone, they feel deeply guilty about it. I remember telling my ex after holding it inside for a long time, all the actions he had taken that had hurt me. I think he genuinely was not aware of how deeply he was affecting me. When I told him in detail, he let a few silent tears roll from his eyes. I could tell how sorry he was. He didn’t have to say anything. I could see it in his eyes.

Aries can hold grudges. Oh lord can they hold grudges. They privately lose respect for people who cross them, and they are never the same in their mind again, yet they are also capable of deep forgiveness, it just takes them time to get there.

Aries have strong opinions about what they will and will not allow in their space. They can be difficult at times, wanting things to go their way most of the time. They can be a bit selfish in this respect. Compromise is not one of their strong suits.

In my experience, Aries (men especially) are the most likely to discredit astrology. Many I have met hate it, say they don’t identify with it at all.

I’ve had quite a few Aries women who saw me as a threat for some reason or another, and treated me very unkindly in the past. I refuse to stoop to that level, so I don’t entertain it. It’s really a shame, because I liked each and every one of them, yet they found it necessary to be childish.

My acting mentor was an Aries. She was harder on me than anyone else. People often fled her classroom in tears because they could not handle her piercing honesty. She constantly put me under fire in front of the whole class, picking me apart, just being really brutal with me. The truth is: she was invested in me. She knew I could do it, and she was tough love because she knew I needed someone to kick my ass out of being lazy and complacent.

I remember doing a scene in class, and when she gave adjustments afterwards, she stared at me intensely for a long minute. When she finally spoke, I could feel the irritation in her voice. “Trust. Is a word you need to learn. Not just on stage, but in your life.” I fell silent, as did the whole class. She continued: “do you even want to do this with your life?” She proceeded to rip my performance apart mercilessly. I stared at the floor shaking silently, trying to hold bank the tears in my eyes. It was humiliating. I felt so raw. My partner Jamil (who was a Scorpio might I add) even he felt sorry for me and put his hand on my leg in attempts to comfort me. Right as he did so, Gloria raised her voice angrily and shouted: “DON’T touch her. She’s not fragile. Let her do this!”

She dismissed us to our seats. I was still fighting to hold it together. She changed the subject and continued on with her lecture. I shook so violently I lost feeling in my limbs. Finally I could contain it no longer, I burst out: “Gloria!” Tears pouring down my face, contorted with shame and pain. She turned to me, not phased in the least by my distress.

“You remind me of my mother!”Her voice went suddenly soft, with a rich tenderness as she said: “I know baby.” She ran over to me quickly as I rose to my feet and embraced me tightly. I sobbed into the crook of her shoulder and said: “I just want you to be proud of me.” “I am baby, for you breaking through this right now.”

She knew exactly what I needed, pushed all the right buttons to facilitate change in me. This is what an evolved Aries is capable of. I always thought she didn’t like me, but she believed in me. She was hard on me because she knew I was capable of better, and was frustrated with me for not actualizing my full potential. Aries give sound and solid advice. They have zero tolerance for bullshit. If you ever want someone to give it to you straight, Aries and Sag are the impulsive truth tellers.

Aries are facilitators, champions, generals. They are the personification of the ID. The infant, inner child, who shouts into the void: “I am”. They are enterprising, full of new and exciting ideas, always down for an adventure. Laughing at their misfortunes. As Aries Mary Pickford was quoted saying: “this thing called failure, is not the going down but the staying down.”

They are the knights in the crusade, the hopeless romantic at the end of the archway. The partner in crime, the accomplice. They are the best friend on your favorite 90’s show. Dirty feet from climbing trees, they are the fireflies dancing in the open field at night. They are stargazing, witty banter, a screwball comedy from the 3O’s. Bette Davis, Joan Crawford (both Aries), aerial silks, road trips, a puzzle in pieces on the floor. Pyrotechnics, extreme sports, skydiving. Emotive dance, precision, discipline. The power of dominion and purpose.

Aries is a blood red satin, skin exposed, hot summer nights with the windows left wide open. The view from the tallest mountain, the inside of an intricate tree house, they are Peter Pan, tinker bell, searching forever for his shadow as it mocks his every move. They are survivors, playmates. Wild children, the lord of the flies.

They are full force creation, obstinate, stubborn, yet eternally brave. Pewter goblets. Black ribbon zig zagging up your spine, gleaming vinyl. They are bright red lipstick, hair falling into disgruntled eyes, fingernail markings along your back. They are pulling hair, pulling teeth. They are passionate oblivion, reckless abandon. Childlike devotion. Action, adventure.

They are pirates, explorers, divas and kings. The cold steel of an elegant blade, the thrill of hand to hand combat. They are stimulants, the cloud of confrontation. Strong lean muscles, bare skin exposed. They are the last soul standing in defiance. They are the hero.

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Best Family Photographer San Francisco: Capturing Precious Moments

When it comes to preserving your family’s most cherished memories, choosing the right photographer is essential. Whether it’s a sunny day at the park or a quiet moment at home, family photos are a way to capture emotions, document milestones, and create keepsakes that will be treasured for generations. Best Family Photographer San Francisco In San Francisco, Shefali Parekh stands out as the best family photographer, blending artistry with an innate ability to capture genuine moments of connection.

Why Choose Shefali Parekh for Your Family Photos?

San Francisco is home to many talented photographers, but Shefali Parekh’s portfolio speaks for itself. With a deep passion for storytelling through photography, Shefali creates images that not only capture what your family looks like but also who you are as a family. Here are a few reasons why she is considered the best in the Bay Area:

Natural Style and Artistic Vision

Shefali’s photography is characterized by a natural, timeless style. Her sessions are relaxed and fun, allowing each family member’s personality to shine through. Whether in a scenic outdoor setting or the comfort of your home, Shefali’s artistic vision brings out the beauty of each moment, creating stunning portraits that look as effortless as they are beautiful.

Personalized Experience

Every family is unique, and Shefali understands this better than anyone. She takes the time to get to know each family before the session, ensuring that the shoot reflects your family’s dynamics, style, and preferences. This personalized approach makes the experience memorable and results in images that are deeply meaningful.

San Francisco’s Iconic Backdrops

From the Golden Gate Bridge to the lush greenery of Golden Gate Park, San Francisco is full of picturesque locations that make for stunning family photo sessions. As a local photographer, Shefali is familiar with the city’s hidden gems and can recommend the perfect spots that match your vision, whether you want a classic San Francisco feel or a more intimate setting.

Exceptional Skill with Children and Families

Photographing families, especially with young children, requires patience, creativity, and a sense of fun. Shefali has a knack for engaging with kids and making them feel comfortable, ensuring that even the shyest little ones come out of their shell. This ability to connect results in authentic smiles and playful interactions that are beautifully captured.

Commitment to Quality and Client Satisfaction

From the first consultation to the delivery of your final images, Shefali is dedicated to providing a seamless, high-quality experience. Clients praise her attention to detail, professionalism, and ability to make everyone feel at ease in front of the camera.

Family Photography Services Offered

Shefali Parekh offers a range of photography services to capture all of life’s precious stages:

Maternity and Newborn Photography: Celebrate the anticipation of a new addition to your family or document your newborn’s first days with gentle, intimate portraits.

Family Portraits: Whether it’s a big family reunion or an annual family photo, Shefali’s family sessions are tailored to capture your family’s unique bond.

Milestone Sessions: From first birthdays to graduations, Shefali offers sessions that commemorate your family’s special milestones.

Mom and Baby Photoshoots: Specializing in capturing the sweet connection between moms and their little ones, Shefali’s mom-and-baby sessions are some of her most heartwarming work.

Book Your Session with the Best Family Photographer in San Francisco

Choosing a photographer is about more than just hiring someone with a camera—it’s about finding someone who can tell your family’s story in a way that is authentic and beautiful. With Shefali Parekh, Best Family Photographer San Francisco you’re not just booking a session; you’re investing in memories that will be cherished for a lifetime.

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elisaenglish · 6 years ago

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“All of it — the rings of Saturn and my father’s wedding band, the underbelly of the clouds pinked by the rising sun, Einstein’s brain bathing in a jar of formaldehyde, every grain of sand that made the glass that made the jar and each idea Einstein ever had, the shepherdess singing in the Rila mountains of my native Bulgaria and each one of her sheep, every hair on Chance’s velveteen dog ears and Marianne Moore’s red braid and the whiskers of Montaigne’s cat, every translucent fingernail on my friend Amanda’s newborn son, every stone with which Virginia Woolf filled her coat pockets before wading into the River Ouse to drown, every copper atom composing the disc that carried arias aboard the first human-made object to enter interstellar space and every oak splinter of the floor-boards onto which Beethoven collapsed in the fit of fury that cost him his hearing, the wetness of every tear that has ever been wept over a grave and the yellow of the beak of every raven that has ever watched the weepers, every cell in Galileo’s fleshy finger and every molecule of gas and dust that made the moons of Jupiter to which it pointed, the Dipper of freckles constellating the olive firmament of a certain forearm I love and every axonal flutter of the tenderness with which I love her, all the facts and figments by which we are perpetually figuring and reconfiguring reality — it all banged into being 13.8 billion years ago from a single source, no louder than the opening note of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, no larger than the dot levitating over the small i, the I lowered from the pedestal of ego.

How can we know this and still succumb to the illusion of separateness, of otherness? This veneer must have been what the confluence of accidents and atoms known as Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., saw through when he spoke of our “inescapable network of mutuality,” what Walt Whitman punctured when he wrote that “every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.”

“One autumn morning, as I read a dead poet’s letters in my friend Wendy’s backyard in San Francisco, I glimpse a fragment of that atomic mutuality. Midsentence, my peripheral vision — that glory of instinct honed by millennia of evolution — pulls me toward a miraculous sight: a small, shimmering red leaf twirling in midair. It seems for a moment to be dancing its final descent. But no — it remains suspended there, six feet above ground, orbiting an invisible center by an invisible force. For an instant I can see how such imperceptible causalities could drive the human mind to superstition, could impel medieval villagers to seek explanation in magic and witchcraft. But then I step closer and notice a fine spider’s web glistening in the air above the leaf, conspiring with gravity in this spinning miracle.

Neither the spider has planned for the leaf nor the leaf for the spider — and yet there they are, an accidental pendulum propelled by the same forces that cradle the moons of Jupiter in orbit, animated into this ephemeral early-morning splendor by eternal cosmic laws impervious to beauty and indifferent to meaning, yet replete with both to the bewildered human consciousness beholding it.

We spend our lives trying to discern where we end and the rest of the world begins. We snatch our freeze-frame of life from the simultaneity of existence by holding on to illusions of permanence, congruence, and linearity; of static selves and lives that unfold in sensical narratives. All the while, we mistake chance for choice, our labels and models of things for the things themselves, our records for our history. History is not what happened, but what survives the shipwrecks of judgment and chance.

Some truths, like beauty, are best illuminated by the sidewise gleam of figuring, of meaning-making. In the course of our figuring, orbits intersect, often unbeknownst to the bodies they carry — intersections mappable only from the distance of decades or centuries. Facts crosshatch with other facts to shade in the nuances of a larger truth — not relativism, no, but the mightiest realism we have. We slice through the simultaneity by being everything at once: our first names and our last names, our loneliness and our society, our bold ambition and our blind hope, our unrequited and part-requited loves. Lives are lived in parallel and perpendicular, fathomed nonlinearly, figured not in the straight graphs of “biography” but in many-sided, many-splendored diagrams. Lives interweave with other lives, and out of the tapestry arise hints at answers to questions that raze to the bone of life: What are the building blocks of character, of contentment, of lasting achievement? How does a person come into self-possession and sovereignty of mind against the tide of convention and unreasoning collectivism? Does genius suffice for happiness, does distinction, does love? Two Nobel Prizes don’t seem to recompense the melancholy radiating from every photograph of the woman in the black laboratory dress. Is success a guarantee of fulfillment, or merely a promise as precarious as a marital vow? How, in this blink of existence bookended by nothingness, do we attain completeness of being?

There are infinitely many kinds of beautiful lives.

So much of the beauty, so much of what propels our pursuit of truth, stems from the invisible connections — between ideas, between disciplines, between the denizens of a particular time and a particular place, between the interior world of each pioneer and the mark they leave on the cave walls of culture, between faint figures who pass each other in the nocturne before the torchlight of a revolution lights the new day, with little more than a half-nod of kinship and a match to change hands.”

-Maria Popova, Figuring-

There's a beauty, a peace, in knowing we are known. On the multitudinous sides of this abyss, we strive to be ourselves, for better times, and locate therein what we mean inside this scheme not of our own design. It's terrifying to think that we do it alone, and though I've come to terms with so much I wish I'd never known, I am thankful for the me, the heart, humanity I find within this prose. So I leave it here remembered.

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perspectivepodcast · 5 years ago

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[Transcript] Side A: Infinity Times Infinity

In their song entitled ‘Sun’, music band Sleeping At Last sing: “We are the dust of dust. We are the apple of God’s eye. We are infinite as the universe we hold inside. Infinity times infinity.”

In an interview to Krista Tippett for her ‘On Being’ podcast, physician and writer Rachel Naomi Remen tells a story her grandfather had told her when she was a child, the story of the first day of the world. “[T]his was my fourth birthday present, this story.” Remen recalls, “This is the story of the birthday of the world. In the beginning, there was only the holy darkness, the Ein Sof, the source of life. Then, in the course of history, at a moment in time, this world, the world of a thousand thousand things, emerged from the heart of the holy darkness as a great ray of light. And then, perhaps because this is a Jewish story, there was an accident. And the vessels containing the light of the world, the wholeness of the world, broke. And the wholeness in the world, the light of the world, was scattered into a thousand thousand fragments of light. And they fell into all events and all people, where they remain deeply hidden until this very day. Now, according to my grandfather, the whole human race is a response to this accident. We are here because we are born with the capacity to find the hidden light in all events and all people; to lift it up and make it visible once again and, thereby, to restore the innate wholeness of the world. This is a very important story for our times — that we heal the world one heart at a time. This task is called “tikkun olam” in Hebrew, “restoring the world.”

Krista Tippett at this point of the interview asks Remen if there is “a connection between the story of the sparks and tikkun olam in Jewish tradition? Are they bound together?”

“They’re exactly the same.” Replies Remen, “Tikkun olam is the restoration of the world. And this is, of course, a collective task. It involves all people who have ever been born, all people presently alive, all people yet to be born. We are all healers of the world. And that story opens a sense of possibility. It’s not about healing the world by making a huge difference. It’s about healing the world that touches you, that’s around you.”

In the prelude to her book ‘Figuring’, Maria Popova writes: “All of it — the rings of Saturn and my father’s wedding band, the underbelly of the clouds pinked by the rising sun, Einstein’s brain bathing in a jar of formaldehyde, every grain of sand that made the glass that made the jar and each idea Einstein ever had, the shepherdess singing in the Rila mountains of my native Bulgaria and each one of her sheep, every hair on Chance’s velveteen dog ears and Marianne Moore’s red braid and the whiskers of Montaigne’s cat, every translucent fingernail on my friend Amanda’s newborn son, every stone with which Virginia Woolf filled her coat pockets before wading into the River Ouse to drown, every copper atom composing the disc that carried arias aboard the first human-made object to enter interstellar space and every oak splinter of the floor-boards onto which Beethoven collapsed in the fit of fury that cost him his hearing, the wetness of every tear that has ever been wept over a grave and the yellow of the beak of every raven that has ever watched the weepers, every cell in Galileo’s fleshy finger and every molecule of gas and dust that made the moons of Jupiter to which it pointed, the Dipper of freckles constellating the olive firmament of a certain forearm I love and every axonal flutter of the tenderness with which I love her, all the facts and figments by which we are perpetually figuring and reconfiguring reality — it all banged into being 13.8 billion years ago from a single source, no louder than the opening note of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, no larger than the dot levitating over the small i, the I lowered from the pedestal of ego.

One autumn morning, as I read a dead poet’s letters in my friend Wendy’s backyard in San Francisco, I glimpse a fragment of that atomic mutuality. Midsentence, my peripheral vision — that glory of instinct honed by millennia of evolution — pulls me toward a miraculous sight: a small, shimmering red leaf twirling in midair. It seems for a moment to be dancing its final descent. But no — it remains suspended there, six feet above ground, orbiting an invisible center by an invisible force. For an instant I can see how such imperceptible causalities could drive the human mind to superstition, could impel medieval villagers to seek explanation in magic and witchcraft. But then I step closer and notice a fine spider’s web glistening in the air above the leaf, conspiring with gravity in this spinning miracle.

There are infinitely many kinds of beautiful lives.

We all come from nowhere, and from everywhere. But are we worthy of the infinity we contain and are?

In her illustrated book ‘Eating the Sun’, writer and illustrator Ella Frances Sanders writes about the sense of awe the infinity we are made of and surrounded by inspires. “A sense of wonder can find you in many forms,” Sanders writes, “sometimes loudly, sometimes as a whispering, sometimes even hiding inside other feelings — being in love, or unbalanced, or blue.

For me, it is looking at the night for so long that my eyes ache and I’m stuck seeing stars for hours afterwards, watching the way the ocean sways itself to sleep, or as the sky washes itself in colors for which I know I will never have the words — a world made from layers of rock and fossil and glittered imaginings that keeps tripping me up, demanding I pay attention to one leaf at a time, ensuring I can never pick up quite where I left off.”

Astronomer and poet Rebecca Elson published only one collection of poetry in her too brief lifetime, and it was entitled ‘A Responsibility to Awe’. Are we ever able to live up to that responsibility to awe, to the universe in its infinitely changing expressions?

Sanders goes on: “Depending on where you look, what you touch, you are changing all the time. The carbon inside you, accounting for about 18 percent of your being, could have existed in any number of creatures or natural disasters before finding you. That particular atom residing somewhere above your left eyebrow? It could well have been a smooth, riverbed pebble before deciding to call you home.

You see, you are not so soft after all; you are rock and wave and the peeling bark of trees, you are ladybirds and the smell of a garden after the rain. When you put your best foot forward, you are taking the north side of a mountain with you. […]

A lot of our time is spent trying to tie up loose ends, trying to shape disorder into something recognizably smooth, trying to escape the very limits that hold us close, happily ignoring rough edges and the inevitable. We separate ourselves out into past, present, and future, if only to show that we have changed, that we know better, that we have understood something inherent; if only to draw neat lines from start to finish without looking back.

The problem is that chaos is always only ever sitting just across the table, frequently glancing up from its newspaper, from its coffee cup filled with discolored and imploding stars. Because chaos too waits. Waits for you to notice it, for you to realize it’s the most dazzling thing you’ve ever seen, for all of your atoms to collectively shriek in belated recognition and stare, mouth open, at how exquisitely embedded it is in everything. Because we are not designed to be more orderly than anything else; seams have a tendency to come apart with time — you and the universe are the same in this way, which makes for a delicately overwhelming struggle.

So, then, if you can’t ever end things neatly, can’t ever put them back quite the way you found them, surely the alternative is to remain stubbornly carbonated with possibility, to never rest from your rotation. To keep assembling stories between us, stories about how everything was everything, about how much we loved.”

Tell me, can we really embrace the infinite facets of the same infinite oneness we all are?

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owensrhodes · 6 years ago

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Top Designer Tips to Style Your Nightstand

Style your nightstand with pastel colors and mid-century modern inspiration. Image: Williams Sonoma Home

Nightstands have a way of attracting clutter with everyday use. Is there really a way to organize the items we keep close at hand every night? We spoke with top interior designers to find out their favorite ways of maximizing this small surface while making it a stylish focal point in the bedroom. Instead of using your nightstand as a catch-all, you can style it to be functional and attractive with these simple ideas:

Use nightstands to express your unique creativity and taste. Image: Lisa Gilmore

Get creative with personal touches

Interior designer Lisa Gilmore, known for her colorful and glamorous design, shares her out-of-the-box tips to style your nightstand in unique ways:

Books: Choose some pretty books — it can be color, font or subject that attracts you — and make a neat little stack.

Table lamp: Have fun with your table lamp. It can be an artistic piece or something that complements the whole room nicely. Make sure that the scale is appropriate for the space you have.

Personal touches: Add something a little whimsical or sentimental. Those little pieces make a nightstand go from boring to perfectly styled!

Well-styled nightstands complement a neutral bedroom. Image: Mark Cutler Design

Style with technology in mind

Los Angeles-based interior designer Mark Cutler offers practical tips for incorporating your tech needs while styling a beautiful nightstand: “I think the first rule of thumb is to start with what you need. Are you a tech person with a bunch of remotes? Then find a beautiful box to store them in.”

How we use our nightstands should also determine how we style them. “Another thing to consider is: What do you want to see first thing in the morning?” Cutler says. “A framed picture of your family? An alarm clock? Or maybe just glorious open space? Try to make the nightstand a reflection of you. As a general rule, my nightstand always has a decanter of water, a cool retro alarm clock, a book or two, a vase with fresh flowers from my garden and a tall table lamp.”

Rustic meets industrial in Pottery Barn’s Juno Nightstand. Image: Pottery Barn

Consider functionality

Margaret Ash, a leading San Francisco-based interior designer, offers a formula for styling your nightstand to create the bedroom of your dreams:

Design: It’s important to start with a good foundation — the nightstand itself! Choose a nightstand with a drawer and/or lower shelf so you can hide the clutter and stack your books, magazines and iPad underneath.

Lighting: Lighting in a bedroom is key, as you want to create a warm and gentle ambiance to set a calm environment for bedtime. Choose a lamp that doesn’t take up the entire nightstand. If your nightstands are small, opt for a sconce mounted on the wall above the nightstand so you have more surface area for styling and storing the essentials.

Mirrors: If your room is small, a mirror mounted on the wall behind the nightstand can make the room feel bigger.

Ring holder or jewelry box: A box or small plate to hold your ring, watch and trinkets is important to help keep your bedside table organized.

Family photos: Having one professional photograph of a special milestone like a wedding or newborn photo is a nice way to remember the important people in your life. Make sure the frame doesn’t overpower the picture. Sterling silver frames or gold leaf frames are always best.

Natural materials and clean lines enhance the feng shui energy of this simple nightstand from West Elm. Image: West Elm

Incorporate feng shui

Feng shui principals promote balance and positive energy in any bedroom. Feng shui expert Patricia Lohan claims that “the bedroom needs to represent rest, romance and relaxation.” When it comes to a nightstand, she says that equilibrium and balance is key. “For relationships, we want harmony and balance, so both sides of the bed need to be treated equally.”

To create a peaceful sleeping space, Patricia recommends incorporating solid wooden nightstands, soft-toned lamps and uplifting books. If you want to go even further, try placing a picture frame or object with inspirational quotes on your nightstand.

Above all, Patricia suggests keeping your nightstand uncluttered. Having too many items beside your bed may affect your sleep.

This simple and stunning piece from West Elm is the perfect match for a neutral bedroom. Image: West Elm

Avoid clutter

For some bedrooms, the best approach to a nightstand is simplicity. This helps keep the space relaxing. The Ida York Design Group agrees — here are their five simple tips for the perfect bedside space:

Keep it simple: Clutter has a way of stressing us out. Make sure your nightstand has built-in storage for all of your bedside accessories. Leave the top for essential accessories like a clock, lamp, phone, etc.

Add a plant: Plants are continuously evolving accessories that you can customize over time. Not only do they look great, but they also create better air quality.

Be consistent: Bed frames and nightstands are an investment. Make sure they all match in style and color so your space feels visually consistent.

Refresh your look: A quick and inexpensive way to style an outdated nightstand is to add contact paper to the top. Contact paper comes in many colors and textures, allowing for endless possibilities.

Mix and match: Use the same color while mixing different shades, patterns and textures throughout your nightstand accessories.

A nightstand doesn’t have to be an afterthought in your bedroom; with careful planning and a few intimate touches, it is a great instrument for bringing serenity to your sleeping quarters. Which items are must-haves on your nightstand?

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From @MassGeneralNews and @MassGeneralResearch to @MassGeneralChildren, @MassGeneralMDs, @MassGeneralCRM, and @MassGeneralEM. In this way, the contents become very customer-focused and specialized.

5. Shriners Hospitals for Children, Chicago

Shriners Hospital for Children has a follow-up of 643K on Facebook and 21.6K on Twitter.

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