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paquerette-san · 2 months ago

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Time traveler Cal Kestis

Il love time travel (especially fix-it time travel, with a pinch of crack involved)

And I love angst-filled caracters being flung through time for more angst.

And Star Wars has the potential for time travel and other shit. And I've been reading Cal Kestis time travel fics so...

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Imagine post-Survivor Cal travelling on the Mantis with his rag-tag family, desperate to find a young adult Kata.

Kata, who's fallen to the dark side. Kata, who struggled with her memories, with her father's legacy and sins, with Cal's guilt. She understood why Cal had no choice and has forgiven him. He's her surrogate dad, he and Merrin did their best. But at the same time, he's the one who's killed her father. In her desperation and sadness she travels through the galaxy. She visits a lot of planets. She crosses Cal's path many times and he tries to guide her back to the light but he fails. Sometimes, she immerges herself in the darkness so much that she's barely able to see the light. Sometimes she serenely meditates in the light for hours. But she never reaches the answers she seeks.

She's touched by the dark, her emotions twisted, her feelings raw, but she's not lost. And Cal never gave up on her.

So she chooses to return to her family, to the ones that helped her to mourn and to heal, the ones that did their best to help her.

She waits for them near a temple on a planet where the force is strong. She knows when they comme planetside, her bond with Cal and Merrin muted but still strong. They come to her, silent but not judging and she welcomes them.

It takes some time for everyone but they manage to balance things. They repair what can be fixed and adapt to the changes. Cal and Kata meditate together to repel the darkness and to help Kata.

It's during one of these session that a ripple in the force occurs.

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They were exploring the ruins of a temple and found a wide room with running water that has a nice ring to it. The sat crosslegged in front of each others, knees touching and breath relaxing while they immerged themselves in the force. They let time slip through their fingers and their mind settle. Overall it's a nice meditation that leave them both content.

But when they wake up, they have a strange feeling, like the world tilted to the side and didn't right itself after.

They wander in the temple and find it changed : it's old but it looks less desolate. The force around them is lighter ; stronger and alive. It's even more weird outside : there's no Mantis or Merrin to greet them, only the wilderness.

They find their answer later, when they get ahold of a ship and start to travel to the places they know and find them changed.

They traveled through time while they were meditating.

The revelation send them reeling. (They already have lost so much, why did they have to suffer more ?) they don't handle it particularly well and Kata almost falls back to the sark side in her despair.

They choose to travel again in the wide galaxy, trying to help but sticking to the shadows. They fight dark users of the force and sabotage some Separatist bases to help the Republic, without disclosing their identities. That make them wanted by both sides but they don't care.

During those times, they end up finding a strange solar system. The various planets hold temples : some are jedi, some are sith and some are neutral in the force. With Cal psychometry, and his habit of exploring ruins, they discover a very ancient culture with a peculiar relation to the force and kyber.

The temples are connected and through the force and the ancient culture, it allows a force sensitive to connect with a kyber crystal.

Cal et Kata, who traveled and fought for a long time, are entranced by the possibilities. They see a way to heal and to help so they decide to try it.

They start they pilgrimmage, with the rituals and the meditation with the objective to balance themselves and to go back to the light. They bring with them the bleeding kyber of the dark users they defeated.

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They get spotted by a clone scout that report to the jedis (there is no activity near the temples that are abandonned, but those two shapes just entered a sith temple). The jedis send an explorer who spies on them and sees their strange ritual (meditation in the middle of a sith temple, music and danse while doing katas...).

After that report, the council chooses to send a party with a jedi master and a jedi knight to make contact with the duo.

They send Anakin and Obi-Wan, as they are near the solar system and are due some down-time from the front-line. Obi-Wan is curious about the report, Anakin is annoyed at the lack of challenge.

They meet with the clone scout and let themselves be guided to the position of the two figures. They follow and observe them from a safe distance, hiding as much as possible. They see them entering temples on the various planets of the solar system, indifferent to the influence in the force (jedi, sith or other). They watch with mild fascination as they dance and play music, around bled kybers that start to show signs of purification.

They see a young girl with golden eyes that seems at peace and feel lighter and lighter in the force and an older man with flamboyant hair that guides her when she relapses to the dark. They see her blood red saber that become lighter and lighter as time passes on.

Then they watch them enter a few temples, perform different dances and see the girl saber gain color again. It glows slowly, a light violet, then it gains strength and end up a beautiful indigo color. Her eyes return to brown, with a few specs of gold in them, and she stands proud, but humble.

Obi-Wan thinks that now that the girl is back from the dark side, they will abandon this pilgrimmage but he is mistaken. To their surprise, they don't. They keep traveling to purify the other kyber crystal they brought.

They keep observing them in the hope of seeing the ginger's saber (is he a sith ? or not ?) but it doesn't happen.

In the end, the kyber crystal are purified and the duo disappear in a blinding light. But the crystals remain and the force sings where they passed by. If a force sensitive is to go in those temples, they will feel the shadow of their dance and the song of their will.

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At last, during another meditation, Cal and Kata manage to go back to their time and to rejoin their family.

Kata is at peace again and Cal is more assured in his role.

#cal kestis #kata akuna #star wars #sith lord but not really #Cal is an adrenaline junky #Kata is struggling #from the dark side to the light side and back #ancient cultures #music and dance #kind of time travel #btw Cal's saber is orange

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blackhakumen · 3 months ago

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Mini Fanfic #1240: Familiar, Unwelcoming Faces.....(Sonic Series)

It was calm, peaceful afternoon outside of the Chaotix Family's Household as Espio Chamelon is finishing up his daily meditation sessions under the shade of the tree in the front yard. It always been a good method to help maintain and clear his mind over the years. So much so that it got him to thinking how his life would turn out if his master never recommended the idea to him growing up. (That's definitely one of the few things he needs to remember thanking him for if they ever do reunion again one of these days.)

As he gets himself up from his usual sitting spot, Espio was about to walk back in the house until he suddenly stops right at his track and senses something.....off in his surroundings. Like someone has been hiding, watching, and calculating his every movement this entire movement since he first came out here. The suspicion was more than enough for him to walk over to the side of the house instead for answers.

A few more seconds has pass and he was almost this close into shrugging it off and carry on his merry until a familiar munching and crunching starts ringing into his ears, causing the ninja to let out a sigh in the process.

Espio: I know one of you is hiding out here. Come out.

?????: Ah man. ('Munching').....How did you know we would be here?

????: 'Cuz you were- (Kicks his Teammate Out of the Bushes The Two Were Hiding From) EATING the whole time, fatty!

'Thud'

?????: (Winces his Pain as He Rubs his Kicked Butt) Owwwww! You kick too hard, Zazz.....

Zazz: Quit blowin' our cover abd maybe I won't hafta to kick your fat hide all!

Espio: (Rolls his Eyes) Still as rowdy as ever, eh Zazz?

Zazz: (Angrily Turns his Attention to Espio) Quiet, pipsqueak!! Can't ya see I'm havin' conversation with my dumb-dumb of a partner here!?

?????: (Waves Hello to Espio) Hi, Espio.

Espio: (Simply Nodded to the Fat Zeti on the Ground) Zomom.

Zazz: (Comically Glares at Zomom) HEY! The hell you doin' saying 'hey' to the enemy for!?

Zomom: I was being nice. (Turns Away While Pouting) Unlike a certain other pink guy I know....

Zazz: (Starts Pounding his Fist onto the Palm of his Hand as He Msrches himself Over to Zomom) I'll show ya whose nice right after I'm done with y-

??????: ('Groans in Annoyance') Enough! Both of you!

The trio turns their heads towards a camouflaged figure walking out from a white vinyl fence he was standing on this entire time. Eggman's former associate as well as the leader of the Deadly Six, Zavok.

Zavok: You're embarrassing yourselves enough as it is.

Zazz: (Stares at his Boss For a Brief Second Before Turning Away in Embarrassment) He started it......

Zomom: (Lowers his Head Down in Shame) Sorry, Boss.

Zavok: (Turns his Attention to his Main Target) Espio.

Espio: Zavok. May I ask what you and your men are doing in the comforts of my own home?

Zavok: Oh come now. Is that anyway for you treat your old friends and guests?

Espio: (Unconvinced) You came here unannounced and I don't believe I ever recall being friends with either one of you I all my life.

Zazz: (Rolls his Eyes in Annoyance) Great observation there, smart-ass....

Zavok: Yes, very impressive indeed. But believe it or not, we did came here to pay you visit. To see how you're doing this entire time- (Squints his Eyes at Espio in a More Sinster) and test your might in battle.

Espio: (Raises an Eyebrow) Test my might?

Zomom: Yep! (Finally Gets Himself Up From the Ground and Almost Losing His Balance Before Regaining It Again a Second Later) Master Zik told us all about your fight with him at the bridge three years ago and it got us pretty interested all things considered.

Zazz: (Points at Espio) And DON'T think for a second we're acceptin' "No" for an answer either!! (Balls His Fist at the Chamelon's Face) I've been waiting to pound that dumb, little face of yours submission for a long time now and I ain't waitin' no more!!

Zavok: Our previous missions had kept us from doing this a lot sooner. (Slowly Cracks Both of his Knuckles One by One) But fortunately for us, there now won't be anything holding us back from the amount of pain and misery we'll stow upo-

'BeepBeepBeepBeep BeepBeepBeep'

Espio: (Looks Around the Area as He Slowly Moves Zazz's Fist Away From Him) Where does that....beeping noise is coming from.

Zavok: ('Sigh') It's mine. Hang on. (Presses the Button Placed on His Chest as He Receives a Video Call) Zavok's calling.

A hologram of a female zeti with long green hair appears in front of Zavok's eyes.

?????: Hey, so like, Zor and I managed get everything down on the list and have a few more money left. So we're wondering if we can like, spent the rest to get what we want.

Zavok: How much do you have?

??????: Like, fifty bucks, I think? You need that extra cash or-

Zavok: Not at the moment, no. It's all yours. Use it wisely.

?????: Sweet! Will do~

Espio: (Eyes Widened a Bit as He Recognizes the Voice and Face of the Woman Zavok is Calling) Zeena?

Zeena: (Turns Around) Hey, who said my name just n- ('Gasps') Oh...my god. (Smiles Brightly and Eyes Sparkles at a Familiar Face Now in Front of Her) Espio!?~ It's been so long. Hiiiiiii!~

Espio: (Chuckles a Bit at an Old Friend (And Possibly the Only Zeti Friend He Has Growing Up)) It's good see you too. I hope you have been doing well these days

Zeena: I have~ Life has been like suuuuper boring on my end, but- (Does a Little Fashioniva Pose) it's nothing I can't handle with my dazzling charm~ How about you-

Zavok: (Already Done With the Foolish Happening in Front of Him) Thank you for your report, Zeena. That will be all.

Zeena: (Eyes Widened) Wait what!? (Turns to Zavok with a Glare) Zavok, don't you dare end this call. I swear to god!

Zavok: Goodbye.

Zeena: I'M NOT DONE TALKING TO HIM YE-

Zavok ends his holographic call with Zeena.

Zavok: ('Sigh') I swear, that girl continues to be an annoyance by the minute.....

Espio: I find her vastly more tolerable to be around than you three combined.

Zazz: (Angrily Turns to Zavok) Can we PLEASE beat the snot out if this punk already, boss!?

Espio: This is truly what you all wanted? A fight?

Zavok: Correct. (Casually Shrugs at Espio While Having a More Cocky Look on his Face) Though considering your one sided track record against our master over the years, I highly doubt you would stand a chance.

Espio: (Forms a Cocky Smirk of his Own) ('Hmph') If I was a child, maybe. But this now- (Sticks the Back of his Hand Out in a Fighting Stance While Putting on a More Serious Look on his Face) And I'm far less naive since then.

Zazz: (Chuckles Evilly While Cracking One of His Knuckles) Oh yeah? Well, we'll just see about that, you STHINKIN' CHAMLEOOOOOON!

Zazz winds his fist up while making a running start, but when he tries to land a single punch however, the stinkin' chamelon, in question, uses his exact hand to push his opponent's fist down right on cue before successfully kicking him over to the vinyl fence.

Zavok silently orders Zomom to go after Espio by nodding the side of his head towards him. With two beats on his chest and a roaring battle cry, the gluttonous member of the Deadly Six charges in on the assault next. He tries landing multiple punches at Espio, who is effortlessly dodges every single one of them, until he then decides to put both of his hands together and proceeds to slams them down to the ground with brute force. That didn't really do much besides causing the ground to shake a bit however as Espio jumps up from the attack, sends him flying with a somersault to the chin, and then followed that up with a fast, flurry of upward kicks before finishing with two forward high kicks to the face which sends the opponent hurtling back down to the ground.

'Thud'

Zomom: ('Groans in Pain')

Zavok: (Watches Zomom Laying Down on the Ground, Beaten, Before Turning Back to Espio) Hm. Not bad. But let's see if you could fare well with me. (Get Into his Battle Stance)

Espio: (Tosses the Cover of the Trash Bin onto Zazz's Face, Knocking Him Out Once More, Before Getting into his Battle Stance Towards Zavok) Challenge accepted.

The two combatants stare at each other in silence as the wind starts to blow the leafs away in front of them, for a few seconds before charging in and beginning the fight, dodging and counterattacking every hand to hand attacks they dash out at one another while slowly moving it to the front yard.

Meanwhile Inside the House, in Cream's Room........

Charmy: (In the Living Room) Hey, Charmy! You mind bringing our 3-D glasses to us while you're in there!?

Cheese: (In the Living Room) Chao Chaoooooo!?~

Cream: (Giggles Softly as She Walks into Room) Will do, boys!~

Cream happily hums to herself as she grabs her stuff Chao plushie on her bed and two 3-D glasses on her desk before suddenly getting startled by the sound of the trash can getting knocked down from outside.

As she quickly rushes over to her window and opens up the curtains and blinds attached to it altogether, her eyes starts to widen up her big brother, Espio, out in the front yard fighting against muscular, scary looking monster man in red. It wasn't long before she gasps in horror as she then sees him suddenly getting jumped from behind by two other scary looking monsters outside.

Cream: NOOOOO! (Immediately Slams Her Palms onto the Glasses) ESPIO! (Frantically Banging on the Glasses While in Tears) ESPIOOOOOOOO!

Vanilla: (In the Living Room) Cream!?

Vector: (In the Living Room) Are you alright in there, kiddo!?

Cream: Mommy! Daddy! (Quickly Got Away from the Window and Dashes Out of the Room) We gotta go outside, quick! Espio's in trouble!!!

Back Outside.......

Espio gets forcefully pinned into the fence by Zavok with one hand, as both Zazz and Zomom closes in on both sides, crackling evilly at his sudden downfall.

Zavok: I'll admit, you surprised and impressed me. But it doesn't change the fact that you're still the same weak, naive minded, brat we've grown to know and detest.

Zazz: Ha-Haa! EXACTLY!! (Slowly Got Up on Espio's Face) Whatever happened to showin' us up, squirt? HUH!?

Espio: (Rolls his Eyes While Groaning in Pure Annoyance) Tedious to do so when you two went and attack me out of nowhere.

Zazz: (Backs Away From Espio's Face) Well, whaddya expect? We NEVER play fair!!

Zomom: Yeah!- (Suddenly Hears his Stomach Growling Before Using his Hand to Rub it Around) Ah man. I'm starving.....

Zazz: (Facepalms Himself While Groaning) You goddamn morherfu- (Glares at Zomom Again) You just HAD something to eat minutes ago, fatso!!!

Zomom: (Glares Back at Zazz) I only had a bag of chips of eat, ZAZZ! I wanna four course meal!

Zavok: (Rolls his Eyes Again) We'll go get something to eat AFTER I'm through with this runt, Zomom. (Turns Back to Espio With a Sinster Look on his Face) If he even has any fight in him left that is.

Espio: You don't know half of what I'm capable of, Zavok!

Espio's anger starts to raise up by the second. How dare him and two lackeys are still looking down on him after all those years of personal growth and struggles he had to endure.......That until he suddenly notices someone coming from afar.

It was only recognizing the person's face that the shinobi detective ultimately decides to close his eyes, take a very deep breath, calm himself down, and let everything run it's course from there.

Espio: But I'm not gonna waste the rest of my energy upon you today. What I will suggest however- (Opens his Eyes Back Up with a More Serious Look on his Face) Is that you leave this property right now and never come back.

Zavok: ('Heh') Or what? You're gonna call your precious Master Hishi to come all the way over and- (Suddenly Felt a Hand on his Shoulder....) Wha-

Zavok then starts feeling immensely pain and screams in agony from someone putting in him a very painful back wrist lock. This in turn causes both Zazz and Zomom to stand back in surprise and shock.

Zazz: What the!?

Zomom: B-Boss!?

Before he say or god forbidden, do anything to retaliate, their poor leader let's go of Espio and gets dragged around in circles before eventually getting pin face down on the ground with his arm now getting pulled even further from the back, making it far more difficult for him to get back up without risking the chance for his arm to get broken off completely. As he struggles to try and break free with little to no previl whatsoever, he barely looks up and see the person who is doing this entire time was none other than the mother hen of the Chaotix Family: Vanilla Annabelle Rabbit Crocodile.

Vanilla: (Glares Down at Zavok with Vemon and Sever Anger in Both her Eyes) What the hell do you think you're doing to my son?

Zomom: (Almost at a Loss For Words) .......Woah......

Zazz: (Growls in Pure Anger) HEY! (Angrily Marches Over to Vanilla) The hell you think YOU'RE DOING, YOU STUPID OLD HA-

Before Zazz could even dare to get closer and finish that sentence, he suddenly gets tackled into the ground and then proceeds to get beaten up by Vanilla's loving, now enraged husband, Vector Crocodile

Vector: DON'T YOU. EVER. TALK. SHIT. ABOUT. MY. WIFE. EVER. AGAIN!!

Vector gives Zazz one final punch to the face before picking him up, hurling him around like a helicopter, and throwing him straight to the side of the house's brick wall, causing him to slowly slide down onto the ground and knocking him out for real this time.

Espio: (Gently Surprise by Vector's Rage and Beatdown) (Note to self: Never tick Vector off...)

Cream: Espio!! (Rushes Over and Hugs Espio on One Side, Still in Tears) Thank heaven above you're okay!~

Charmy: Are you okay? Those jerks didn't hurt you too badly, did they? (Rushes Over to the Other Side to Help Espio Back Up on his Feet Along With Cream)

Espio: ('Sigh') No, not completely thankfully. I'll be be alright.

Zomom: U-Uh- (Gets Startled by the Couple's Respective Death Glares Before Nervously Walks Back Before Raising Both his Hands Up in Surrender) I-I come in peace-

Zomom suddenly gets hit in the gut hard enough to send him flying while receiving a series of punches by Cheese The Chao.

Cheese: ChaChaChaChaChaChaChaChaChaChaChaCha! CHA-CHAO!

Cheese delivers one more power punch across the gluttonous zeti's face between sending him towards a nearby tree, knocking him out instantly as well.

Cheese: (Points at a Knocked Out Zomom in a Cool, Rebellious Fashion) Chaochao Chao Chao Chaochao.

Zavok: (Looks Up at Espio with a Glare While Struggling) So THIS was your plain......This whole time?.......Having your....new FAMILY fight your battles for you?.....Pathet- (Suddenly Starts Yelling in More Pain When his Arm Starts Getting Pulled Even Tighter by Vanilla's Fierce Grip)

Vanilla: Quit wasting our time and answer my damn question!! What were you doing out here with my son!?

Zavok: (Looks Up at Vanilla) We were just payoff him a visit, ma'am......Nothing more......

Cream: (Glares at Zavok While Hugging Onto Espio in a Protective Manner) A visit is when you come by people's house and say "Hello". NOT BULLY THEIR FAMILIES!!!

Charmy: (Glares at Zakov) Yeah! How would you like it if we come by your place and bully, YOU, huh!?

Zavok: (Rolls his Eyes) I'd rather you didn't honestly- (Yelps in More Pain) ('Agh') Alright, we yield! Christ!

Vector: (Raises an Eyebrow at Zavok) You're calling it quits. Just like that?

Zavok: ('Sighs in Defeat') Yes. It is clear we have been overwhelmed us in battle today. (Shakes his Head) No used fighting back now.

Vanilla stares down at Zavok, not wanting to believe a single that comes out of that mouth of his. But after a few more seconds later, she let's out a heavy sigh as she ultimately decides to let go of his arm..

Vanilla: (Glare Hardens at the Zeti Trying to Get Up On His Own) If I catch you or anyone from your group, harming Espio again, I'll make sure you all disappear from this world forever. Now LEAVE.

Zavok: (Simply Nodded to Vanilla's Demand as He's Holding Onto his Injured Arm) As you wish.

Zomom: (Groans While Rubbing the Back of his Head)

Zavok: Zomom! Grab Zazz and let's go. We're leaving.

Zomom: (Salutes to his Leader While Getting Up From the Ground He Was Sitting on) Y-Yes sir!

Zomom nervously walks by Cheese, who in question, scares him off with his cute, but menacing growl.

Zavok: (Turns Back to Espio) Kore wa owatte inai. (Hardens his Glare) Gaki.

Espio: (Glares Back at his Childhood Bully) Sore made junbi wa dekite imasu, Zavok.

Zavok glares at Espio one last time before walking out of the Chaotix's property with Zomom carrying an unconscious Zazz in his arms, following behind.

Espio watches the Deadly Trio walking away from the yard. Disappointed, but not surprised that things has never changed between them since childhood days at the temple. But it got him to wonder why they came to see him to begin with.

They did say that Master Zik about their bout in the past, but.....even then, was it an order to come by and visit or did they come by their own vindicatio-

Vanilla: (Pulls Espio into Tight, Loving Hug) Oh my poor, sweet baby!!~ Are you okay?

Espio: (Immediately Comes Back to Reality Thanks to Sudden Tight Hug) Y-Yeah. I think so- (Winces a Bit in Pain From his Shoulde Before Placing hos Hand On It) For the most part.....

Vanilla: (Grumbles Before Getting Into Serious Mom Mode) That tears it! (Turns to Charmy and Cheese) Boys, would you be dears and go fetch us a first aid kit?

Charmy: Can we be Espio's special bodyguards too?

Cheese: (Happily Nodding to the Idea)

Espio: (Already Not a Fan of the Idea) That....REALLY wouldn't be necessa-

Vanilla: That sounds like a wonderful idea, honey. Thank you.

Espio: (Face Falls into a Deadpinned Look)

Charmy/Cheese: Yes!/Chao! (Pump Their Fists Up in Rejoice Before Hi Fiving One Another and Zip Back into the House)

Vanilla: (Turns to Her Husband) Vector, could you make a large bowl of popcorn and some snacks for us? We could really use them right now.

Vector: You got it, hon'. (Gives his Wife a Peck on the Lips Before Sprinting Back to the House) Boys, you better not be making another mess in there!!

Vanilla: (Turns to Her Daughter as Place her Hand) Cream, go find us the fluffiest blankets and pillows you can find in house.

Cream: (Salutes to her Mother) Will do, ma'am! (Turns to Espio as Uses her Ears to Flap and Hover Off the Ground) I'll make sure they're fluffy enough to keep you safe and warm. (Gives Espio a Kiss on the Cheek Before Flying Back to the House)

Espio: (Notices that Sad Look into Cream's Eyes) Cream, I- W-Woah! (Suddenly Gets Scooped Up into Vanilla's Arms)

Vanilla: And you mister, are gonna be sitting in that living room sofa, nice and comfy, right after we get you patched up.

Espio: Thank you. But... (Looks Away in Shame) You really don't need to go through all this trouble for me.

Vanilla: That's where you're wrong, dear.

Espio: Hm? (Looks Back Up to Vanilla Smiling Down at Him)

Vanilla: We're a family, remember? We look out for each other no matter what. So please let us do this...... (Eyes Starts To Water) It's the least we can do for not coming out here sooner.......

Espio: (Was About to Say Something Before Ultimately Sighing in Defeat) Okay. Thank you again.

Vanilla: You're always welcome, sweetie. (Gives Espio a Kiss on the Forehead) Let's go.

Vanilla carries Espio back to the house with her. The sound of her sniffing can be heard into Espio's eardrums. He can tell she's trying her absolute hardest to keep it together. So he decides to lay the side of his head onto her chest, reassuring her that he safe and sound in care and that everything will at least be okay for now.

To Be Continued

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#sonic series #espio the chameleon #vanilla the rabbit #vector the crocodile #cream the rabbit #charmy bee #cheese the chao #zavok #zazz #zomom #zeena the zeti #not so friendly reunion #action #chaotix family

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nomsfaultau · 7 months ago

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Daily ask №21 (3 WEEK ANNIVERSARY WOO)

Education edition!

1. The fault crew get magically teleported to high school. To everyone else they appear as perfectly normal, definitely human, high school age students. Except Phil, he's a professor. Oh also the red is temporarily disabled. They also get a note from me apologizing for sending them into random situations so much and the info that they'll be there for one school day and they'll be teleported back when they exit the school after the school day ends. They also have backpacks with their timetables and any other normal schools stuff they might need. What happens?

2. What would each character's favourite subject be? Why?

3. How much experience does each character actually have with school/the education system?

4. Would Tubbo having dyslexia imply that dyslexia is a condition that affects the soul and not the brain? Considering the fact that I don't think they.. have.. a brain. Can they even get brain damage? Or bruises (doesn't have blood).

5. What would each character be a teacher of if they had to be a teacher?

1.Well Tommy is having the best day of his life making friends and chatting and goofing off. Everyone else is losing their minds. I don’t imagine they’d participate willingly given a major lack of familiarity and general chaotic upheaval, but we’ll assume magic reinforcement.

Phil is pulling his hair out trying to fake lectures on the fly, but is pretty good once he gets into it. Honestly one of the better substitutes the classes have gotten, given I’ve dealt with neonazi subs in the past. He’s fun and nice but can wrangle everyone enough that they aren’t just feral. Philza is unflappable to various hazing rituals, and somehow gets a class to enjoy a brief meditating session like one of my coworkers managed once. Still don’t know how she got 10 year olds to beg to meditate again…

Tubbo is desperately trying to find a wheel chair so they don’t have to explain the flying thing. And then kinda adores it since it’s so much easier to get around and they’re way less tired than normal since constantly flying on a skeleton crew gives very little time to rest. Unforchie living in the woods makes wheelchairs impractical due to the terrain. They keep going hella fast and accidentally running into walls and stuff. Though it’s probably an awful model that is uncomfortable after a few hours rip. Other than that, becomes THE person for school gossip. Literally knows all the dirt within hours. Cheats their way through all tests and work too because come on they’re an adult they’re not dealing with this bullmuffin.

Wilbur is mentally dying. He only knows forbidden knowledge and has never done proper math before. Its only understanding of social convention is stuff picked up in crowds and stores, only brief interactions to avoid further attention. Doesn’t understand literally anything that’s happening, and ends up ditching class to try and hide until the school day is over (no concept of how long that is). Starts stress eating really bad.

The Blade is somewhat shy at first given it’s a bunch of people he doesn’t know, but gets into it. He’s having fun preforming way above grade level and rubbing it in the face of children. But also uuhsghsja in person school is so long and requires consistent attention in a way that is hellish on the adhd. He misses college schedule flexibility and fewer number of hours.

2.The Blade likes mythology bc he’s a nerd. And also the voices have scraps of information from the past sometimes. Wilbur likes theater because it’s his natural calling. Philza likes science because it keeps evolving all the time and is really funny to compare to previous human theories on how stuff works. Tommy likes art. He’s not like good but he has fun. Tubbo’s a philosophy guy since omg other people with ethics…

3.Wilbur: zilch. Nada. Never really considered how humans seem to know stuff while he’s had to puzzle everything out. Is jealous when it realizes people are just told how to operate and function in society when it had to learn the hard way.

The Blade: online classes, skimmed through K-12 stuff and then attended proper college. A proud dual major.

Tubbo: has gone through the school system twice, plus law school. I think Rosalind was like a psychology major but didn’t do anything with it. Jasmine was in year one, and Rhodes gave Tubbo informal schooling.

Tommy: a high school dropout because the Foundation got him before he could graduate. Was planning to go to college but wasn’t sure what degree to get.

Philza: a bunch of weird stuff over the millennia. Not stuff really geared towards children, but I figure he’s dipped in with various philosopher and academic circles. I suppose most recently would be Dr. Anderson rambling about his archeology work, since Phil was a big help on his thesis.

4.Nah not a soul thing at all. Bees have brains. And also very importantly, 2 compound eyes with 6,000 lenses and three ocelli (primitive light receptor eyes). Now that is a lot of images, though a bee brain does combine them like how we combine our two fields of vision. Except, Tubbo also has approximately 1 million eyes when at the 200k population, most of which is not looking at only the words before them. Plus most of those eyes are very very small compared to the letters. This all makes it rather hard for them to read, which Rhodes interpreted as dyslexia.

Also fun fact only the insectoid body’s eyes can see the color red, since (to my understanding) light operates differently at a small scale so insects operate lower on the light spectrum (ultra violet to orange). But the insectoid eyes are way bigger so they can have human range too. Though Tubbo tends to call things that for them are in the orange range red since obviously when Rhodes was looking at red stuff that’s what he taught them it was. So also partially color blind, or color+ given the ultra violet.

Tubbo could get temporary brain damage should the majority of bees get brain damage (probably difficult without killing them). But give them a month and those bees will all be dead and replaced. Potentially could get bruise like injuries from internal damage to honey cells, but they’d probably eat the spilled honey.

5.Phil is a welding teacher because fire and invention. He helps kids make swords and whatever they can think of since he wants to foster human innovation. He can’t be a history teacher because what he has experience with is very spotty and he’d probably argue with the official version of history so much that all his students fail testing.

Wilbur is a gym teacher. Everyday is leg day. It loves designing weird challenges and games and honestly half the kids probably hate it. He always beats them on the mile, definitely not one of those gym teachers that sits and watches the kids exercise.

Assuming the orphan thing isn’t a problem, The Blade is an English teacher. Preferably for middle schoolers since they’d really vibe with his edgy humor. Everything he grades is always three months late.

Tommy teaches graphic design. It’s stuff like editing silly videos and photoshop nonsense. It’s very easy to get him off topic to avoid working that class period.

Tubbo covers home ec with an emphasis on stuff like gardening. They always seem to know when people are acting up, like eyes in the back of their head but a million times worse.

#Wlwdwtys ask #Ask #fault au #sbi au #sbi #dsmp #sbi scp au #scp philza #philza #tommyinnit #technoblade #scp wilbur #something to nom on #Ah too lazy to tag

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pesterloglog · 1 year ago

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Kanaya Maryam, Roxy Lalonde

Act 6, page 7777-7782

KANAYA: Thank You

ROXY: no problem!

KANAYA: I Didnt Think

KANAYA: It Would Be This Easy

KANAYA: I Mean

KANAYA: Not That It Was Easy For You By The Sound Of It

KANAYA: What I Mean Is I Thought It Was Going To Involve An Arduous And Lengthy Process For Myself To Undertake In Order To Figure Out How It Was Even Possible To Reconstruct The Orb Let Alone Actually Do It

ROXY: nah

KANAYA: Nah?

ROXY: nope!

KANAYA: So Instead Of All That

KANAYA: Its Just

KANAYA: Handed To Me

KANAYA: Like A Nice Present

ROXY: yes

KANAYA: I Dont Know What To Say

KANAYA: This Changes So Much

KANAYA: About Everything I Thought I Had To Do

ROXY: does it?

ROXY: the way i see it is you shouldnt have needed to worry about makin the thing

ROXY: i think it will be challenging enough like...

ROXY: hatching it??

ROXY: and tending to all the stuff that comes next

ROXY: isnt that basically being responsible for the preservation of an entire race of people?

ROXY: like not even a simple kinda people that all go about havin their own babies by themselves n such

ROXY: u have to set up and deal with this huge creature that does it all herself right?

KANAYA: Yes

KANAYA: Thats How It Works

KANAYA: And Yes That Will Be

KANAYA: Probably Very Challenging

ROXY: yeah so just focus on that!

ROXY: im sure you will have help if you need it

ROXY: i mean... after all this shit is over obviously

ROXY: hey speaking of which

ROXY: howd it go here? did you do the thing?

KANAYA: Yes I Think We Did The Thing

KANAYA: Our Frog Should Be Good To Go

ROXY: we?

ROXY: oh yeah karkat came too didnt he

ROXY: where did he go?

KANAYA: Oh

KANAYA: He Um

KANAYA: Hes Still In The Cave

KANAYA: Uh

KANAYA: Meditating

ROXY: meditating huh

KANAYA:

KANAYA: Yes

KANAYA: It Was A Very Spiritually Uplifting Encounter With The Denizen

KANAYA: It Really Uh

KANAYA: Blitzed Our Chakras

KANAYA: He Needs Some Time To Clear His Head

ROXY: heheh ok

ROXY: so you are roses girlfriend right?

KANAYA: I Dont Know

KANAYA: Is That What Humans Call A Matesprit When The Matesprit Is A Girl

ROXY: umm

ROXY: i dunno

ROXY: is a matesprit the thing trolls call each other when they are girlfriends or boyfriends with each other?

KANAYA: Yes

ROXY: ah ha!

ROXY: then uh

ROXY: the answer is yes?

KANAYA: Yes

ROXY: lmao

ROXY: ok it was kind of obvious i was just makin sure

ROXY: anyway thats cool!

ROXY: did you meet on ur fancy meteor vessel

KANAYA: In Person We Met There Yes

KANAYA: Originally We First Spoke While She Was Still In Her Session

KANAYA: I Assisted Somewhat

KANAYA: But I Think I Bugged Her Mostly

KANAYA: That Seems Like A Lifetime Ago Now

ROXY: so i guess you mustve gotten to know each other a lot better during the trip

KANAYA: Yes

KANAYA: We Had

KANAYA: A Lot Of Free Time

ROXY: i bet :)

ROXY: man... three years was it?

ROXY: thats crazy!

ROXY: for a whole bunch of people who only just met including humans AND aliens

ROXY: or i mean trolls whoops sorry if thats rude

KANAYA: We Call Each Other Aliens All The Time

ROXY: haha

ROXY: but then you all IMMEDIATELY have to hunker down together for three years

KANAYA: That Is Very Much What Happened And What We Had To Do

ROXY: it sounds fun!

ROXY: kinda wish i could have been there

ROXY: i guess i had my own less long stint with people in my session

ROXY: only like half a year tho

ROXY: which was cool in its own way but it wasnt nearly as... social as your scene sounded?

KANAYA: It Was Pretty Social Yes

KANAYA: But We Also Had Little Groups Who Generally Convened With Each Other More Often Than The Entire Ensemble Crowded Together For A Singular Noisy Affair

KANAYA: Such Events Were Pretty Rare So Maybe Not As Social As You Are Picturing

KANAYA: In Fact It Was Quite A Subdued Situation Compared To The Crowd I Was Formerly Accustomed To Congregating With

KANAYA: There Were Twelve Of Us Back Then

ROXY: yeah WOW!!!

ROXY: i remember hearing about that from a friend

ROXY: who...

ROXY: never even existed from this frame of reference :(

ROXY: i guess thats another weird thing about my lil sojourn to get to this point...

ROXY: it is all made of memories now that didnt even happen for other people

KANAYA: That Does Sound Like A Lonely Predicament In Its Own Particular Way

KANAYA: A Sort Of Sacrifice Youve Had To Make Yes

ROXY: yeah

KANAYA: Sacrifice Abounds It Would Seem

KANAYA: I Dont Know Of Anyone Presently Alive Who Hasnt Had To Trade Something Very Important To Them In Exchange For Continuing To Be A Material Seeker In This Endeavor

KANAYA: You Were Forced To Trade Something Too But In Return Youve Been Able To Do Something

KANAYA: Something So Wonderful That

KANAYA: I Guess Im Judging Your Accomplishment From An Especially Personal Vantage

KANAYA: But No Matter What Else You Have Been Through

KANAYA: I Believe You Can Say Youve Done Something As Important As Anyone Could Ever Hope To Do

ROXY: aw yeas 8)

ROXY: i hope so!

ROXY: i really hope it all works out and you make a super successful trollworld 2

KANAYA: Yeah

KANAYA: I Want It To Be A Good Place

KANAYA: Not So Much Like Where Im From

KANAYA: It All Sounds

KANAYA: Really Daunting Actually

KANAYA: Not Even Just The Propagation Of My Kind But Managing To Do It Responsibly

KANAYA: Just Causing Millions Of Beings To Exist For The Sake Of Doing So

KANAYA: And Dismissing Responsibility For What Sort Of People They Become

KANAYA: That Isnt Good Enough For Me

KANAYA: I Think Echidna Was Right

KANAYA: Ill Need Him

ROXY: who

KANAYA: Oh

KANAYA: Nobody

KANAYA: Lets Say It Was A Figure Of Speech

KANAYA: Ill Need Everyone

KANAYA: Whoever Is Good And Wishes To Have A Hand In The Way Our World Is Shaped

ROXY: count me in! :D

KANAYA: I Will

KANAYA: But

KANAYA: As Of The Immediate Point In Time

KANAYA: I Dont Know What To Do Anymore

ROXY: hm??

KANAYA: Before You Came

KANAYA: I Was On My Way To Join You And Rose And John

KANAYA: Feeling Quite Sure I Was About To Get Ready To Fight

KANAYA: But Then You Gave Me This

KANAYA: And Now Im Unsure Of Everything To Which I Just Imminently Committed Myself

ROXY: how so

KANAYA: I Want To Help Us Win

KANAYA: But I Also Have A Lot Of Responsibility Now

KANAYA: In A Way That Is Much More Tangible And Also Spiky And Round And Sharp Than Just A Few Minutes Ago

KANAYA: And I Feel I Have To Consider Risk To Myself Is Now Also The Same As Risk To The Future Of My People

KANAYA: Does That Make Sense

ROXY: ooh i see

ROXY: yeah!

ROXY: it is like.....

ROXY: like say a mother wolf being all ready to stand up to some other asshole of nature

ROXY: like a nasty bear

ROXY: and shes ready to fight and all but also shes got to think about what happens to her pups if she gets hurt yeah?

KANAYA: Something Like That

KANAYA: Except Id Relate More To An Analogy That Didnt Involve Weird Alien Creatures

ROXY: oh sure

ROXY: just imagine instead of a wolf its like

ROXY: a mother uhhhh

ROXY: help me out here

KANAYA: Musclebeast

ROXY: a beautiful mother musclebeast

ROXY: and instead of a bear

ROXY: its um

ROXY: a metroid

KANAYA: Lets Say Good Enough

ROXY: damn straight

ROXY: be fuckin fight of the year right there

ROXY: but yes that concern is completely understandable

ROXY: you dont gotta fight if you dont want!

ROXY: but im sure we could really use the help

KANAYA: Would I Actually Be Of Much Use

ROXY: i think so!

ROXY: id look at it this way

ROXY: none of this next gen troll stuff is even going to matter if we dont win this fight

ROXY: so we have to prioritize beating all these goddamn villains

ROXY: specially the witch!

ROXY: any extra edge is going to help

ROXY: and tho i admit i dont know much about you i am feeling prrrettyyy confident in my assessment that u are probably some sort of sick deadly bitch

KANAYA: Who Told You My Secret

ROXY: i knews it ;)

ROXY: in fact i would BET

ROXY: that you could USE your concern for all ur future space pups to be WAY extra deadlier in this fray

ROXY: maybe youd make the whole difference??

ROXY: the point is we need you now just as much as anyone in the future will

ROXY: and we are ALL riskin stuff and ALL in this together and if youre with me and rose and john, dont worry we aint gonna let anything happen to you

ROXY: i promise!!!!!

KANAYA: Dang

ROXY: dang?

KANAYA: That Was Really Motivational And I Feel Very Inspired Now

ROXY: for real?!

KANAYA: Yes

KANAYA: A Little Corny But Definitely Genuine And Moving

KANAYA: And Now Im Suddenly Psyched Again To Go Dunk A Narcissistic Fish Woman Into A Sea Dumpster

ROXY: FUCK YES

KANAYA: Not To Project Myself As Someone Fickle Or Lightly Swayed On Big Decisions

KANAYA: Maybe It Was Just A Roughly Thirty Second Spell Of Cold Feet And I Just Snapped Out Of It I Dont Know

KANAYA: But You Really Do Seem To Have A Way With Motivational Words

KANAYA: You Must Be A Natural Leader

KANAYA: I Think Your Group Was Lucky To Have You

ROXY: me?? nuhhh

ROXY: im not naturally good at that at all

ROXY: i mostly just yelled at my friends cause they were such a gaggle of frustrating bozos

ROXY: i guess im just feeling way inspired by the fact everyone is here together and we are all about to try and do something huge and important

ROXY: ive also watched john in action a bit and he is VERY good at that stuff

ROXY: hes actually so good at being inspiring hes inspired me to try and be... more inspiring? that sounds dumb as hell but is true as shit

ROXY: i also love how hes got NO IDEA how good he is at leadery stuff, its

ROXY: it

ROXY: it is so inspirationally friggin adorable

KANAYA: :)

KANAYA: Shall We Go Then

ROXY: we hella shall

#homestuck #kanaya maryam #roxy lalonde #homestuck act 6 #page 7777 #page 7778 #page 7779 #page 7780 #page 7781 #page 7782 #homestuck act 6 act 6 #homestuck act 6 act 6 intermission 5

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boonesfarmsangria · 2 years ago

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In March 2022, Ben Howard was sat in his garden when he found himself unable to think clearly, form sentences or speak for almost an hour. A month later, after the same thing happened again, the Ivor Novello Award-winning singer-songwriter learned he’d suffered two TIAs (transient ischemic attacks - known as mini-strokes). “It was out of the blue,” says the 35 year-old. “It was a confusing time.”

That June, after a month of inconclusive hospital tests Howard and his band returned to Le Manoir de Léon recording studio in south-west France, where they’d previously worked on his acclaimed third album ‘Noonday Dream’.

“We went in and put down ten songs in ten days, then spent the rest of the year tinkering with them”. The record was produced by Bullion, known for his work on Westerman’s ‘Your Hero Is Not Dead’ and Orlando Weeks ‘Hop Up’. Howard says, “We worked through the heatwave, the air conditioning broke, after what had happened I was so tired in the afternoons that I slept a lot. We just played solidly and slept, they was no time for retrospection”.

The result is ‘Is It’, a lush, sonically splintered album which captures Howard working through those moments of seismic shift. “I found it impossible not to dwell on the absurdity of it, that with one tiny clot, one can lose all faculties. It really ate into the writing of the record”.

The songs range from the peaceful quotidian Days of Lantana, to cut up samples and driven beats of Walking Backwards, the formers’ pitched and warped Linda Thompson chorus reminiscent of Malcolm Mclaren´s ‘Madame Butterfly’.

Moonraker, a song about climbing in the Guadarrama mountains touches on the meditational, while in the cyclical Richmond Avenue Howard talks of shared childhood moments with his father.

There are colourful, left-field production choices throughout- a staple of Bullion - but with a twist

“We really bonded over records in the studio” he says. “Nathan has an incredible ear and catalogue of sampled beats and rhythms which quickly became the bedrock…There were contributing factors also. Our mainstay drummer Kyle lives in Seattle and as we made the record on the fly we just leaned into drum-machine world, and really left almost all of that side of things up to Nathan.”

“We also did a session at Real World Studios and put most of the record through an echoplex”.

That session featured additional instrumentation from Raven Bush (violin, viola) and Mick Mcgoldrick (flute, Eileen pipes) as well as Howards mainstay band of Mickey Smith (Bass, guitars, percussion) R.D. Thomas (synths, keys, harmonium) and Nat Wason (guitars).

“It’s actually mostly a guitar record, but there are some nice additions. We bought an old harmonium at the beginning of the trip which made its way onto most tracks. I was very much stuck in stuttered delay and synth led guitar patterns. Mick McGoldrick came in to play on Richmond Ave and straight away played Liam O´Flynn lines from the Mark Knopfler record ‘Cal’ which is a long favourite of mine and a big connection to my Dad who had it on tape. That was a beautiful moment, perhaps one of my favourites moments in the studio ever.”

“It was a refreshing way to record, unweighted by the past”

The change is evident on ‘Is It’ - an album which represents a further creative evolution from an artist known for never repeating himself throughout his already-storied career.

¨I was so aware of the overwhelming information coming from everything, almost like my brain couldn’t filter what was happening and had to start again. So we just pushed forward, lyrically it seems obvious to me in parts, It’s about sitting there wondering what the hell is going on.”

Yet with each listen it feels like more than that. A characteristically onion-layered record which rankles like a series of questions, or a series of vignettes throughout Howard´s life, perhaps best distilled in the whirling chorus on ´Spirit´.

‘What’s mine anyway?

My feelings seem to be arranged.

What´s mine anyway?

Spirit? Is it?´

‘Is It’ stands quite starkly on it’s own, buoyed by the circumstances of its creation. “Just to be playing music in the studio felt like a real privilege and a luxury,” says Howard. “It was probably the best studio session we’ve ever had.

#ben howard #is it #i feel i reading this made me feel sunk #mitv

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vishnu2004 · 2 years ago

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June 10 - Kinkakuji and Daitokuji

Today was our first full day in Kyoto, and we spent it traveling to two temples. The temples had completely different vibes - Kinkakuji, for example, was a far more popular and touristy attraction. Daitokuji, on the other hand, was more serene and zen; at times, we were directed to avoid taking pictures and throughout, we had to remain relatively quiet. My day started a little later than usual, around 8 AM, when I headed down for breakfast. For the first time in several weeks, I had American breakfast and it was delicious. I love Japanese breakfast too, but sometimes a nice break hits perfectly. The employees were extremely kind, and I quickly took a shower, completed the quiz, and packed my bag for the day before heading downstairs for the morning lecture. This hotel room, while smaller than the one in Tokyo, is very nice, quaint, and warm from the inside and out. I’m so grateful to be in Kyoto.

At first, Leina tried to organize our travel to Kinkakuji via bus. That was a disaster. Each bus was packed to the brim, meaning only a couple people could enter each bus as they arrived every 5-10 minutes. To make matters worse, about 5 Japanese citizens would gather before each bus arrived, meaning that few, if any, of us were able to get on each bus. Leina was quickly adaptable, however, directing us to the subway as soon as possible. The first temple was beautiful; as with other temples we’ve been to, it featured the lighted incense, the donation box, a place to write down a prayer and tie it to a pole with the prayers of others around you. Every time I enter a temple area, I feel serene.

The second set of zen temples and gardens was really the star of the show. The visits were so relaxing and refreshing. We were guided around by an extremely kind woman who explained the meaning of various calligraphy around the zen temple as well as the history of the temple itself. By the end, I knew: I needed this. After the official activities ended for the day, many of us went to do some clothes thrifting before heading back to the temple for a 5:00 P.M. mediation session. In all honesty, it was one of the coolest and hardest things I’ve ever done. We had to sit with our backs straight (no chair backing), hands under our belly button, legs crossed, eyes open, staring straight, and completely silent for two 30 minute intervals that totaled to an hour. Per our requests, the monk would come over and slap us with a long wooden stick on the back to straighten our posture and keep us invigorated for the meditation. Afterwords, they fed us some matcha tea. Highly, highly recommend.

 Academic Reflection

The readings provided some general idea of what to expect at the temples, particularly the zen temples. From the readings, I expected the typical scene: lush gardens, flowing water, koi fish, and monks traversing the campus of zen temples. In fact, reality provided quite the contrast. The zen temples were incredibly quiet, pristine, but open to visitors. When my friends and I returned to the temple for a meditation session, they were excited to see us and eager to make accomodations for our group. While I went in expecting the zen temples to be stiff, strict, and extremely traditional, I found them to instead prioritize respectfulness, zen meditation, and deep mental discipline throughout the temple campus.

Furthermore, our previous readings on Buddhist traditions and whatnot had my understanding of the meditation session as something that would be directed, easy, and relaxing. In fact, it was none of the above. Directions were given at the start, but much of the activity was to be done on our own volition and according to our own mental fortitude. It was not easy! Staying up for that long with a straight back and open eyes was more difficult than I ever expected. Finally, while it was relaxing, it wasn’t in the way I was expecting. It was relaxing to push myself to the limit of exhaustion and then relax during one of the two breaks. I was nevertheless impressed by the meditation experience, and pleasantly surprised to find my expectations proven completely wrong.

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witchybitchness · 3 months ago

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Going to start putting up more readings... But today I meditated with my Love, Beauty and War Goddess (I tend to not like giving away my entire deity list but I like listing everything she represents to me before giving her name) Aphrodite.

She wanted me to do self-care to make my readings more accurate. Encouraged me to finish things that I had been putting off for myself etc

After I followed her instructions I let her and the energies of all female sister deities come through me for a pendulum session after I gave Lady Aphrodite an offering cos she was so good to me today.

I feel refreshed. She's sort of like a best friend that lights a fire on your ass to get you to help yourself but also comforts you. I have a bust representing her in my altar and I can feel her fierce strength, support and belief in me whenever I get near her.

I have various ways to do divination. Tarot, pendulum, ancestral work, dreams, scrying etc I can even read smoke.

Today I used my pendulum and board made of a tree stump.

Well, my pendulum started giving me different answers! Not the usual doom and gloom but uplifting messages I had never gotten before.

I got told that although this defeat was necessary, really good things and a sense of awareness was coming to all of us, regardless of religion or spirituality or politics.

I was also told my family was moving to another country that was more expensive to live in (not happy) but that was freer than others. I was given a name that I will keep to myself because I don't want to get too excited.

Following my Lady's advice, I took a very needed nap after this and I dreamt and kept seeing strange imagery.

I saw a trial, not for Trump, but for Vance for attempted assassination for hire. He was trying to kill Trump to take his place since he'd be next in line as vice president. Not saying it's true but I found it... kinda funny. I kinda gigglesnorted in my sleep seeing him looking terrified while he was being questioned in court. He looked like he had been crying LOOOL. (His liner didn't hold up hahaha)

The reason why I take it as a grain of salt it's cos my prophetic dreams usually come in symbols not something this direct.

Like on election night I saw a massive blue wave freezing as if by magic and then... well you saw what happened.

But it's just frozen, not gone.

Holding still until defrosting.

Then I saw another dream which seemed more like wishful thinking. I saw Trump in the Oval Office pacing in the dark while there's an obvious fire outside. The glow can be seen through the windows behind his desk and it's his only light.

It's the first time he's truly prayed in this life. His people had left him and locked him in the office as people from both sides were storming the WH to kill him.

They were physically hungry, betrayed and so angry (I saw them. Emaciated with onky furious adrenaline keeping them alive).

He had lied to them and they had lost so much, including family, friends, and money as well as peace of mind. They had turned into beasts but all focused on him.

They eventually broke into the office and dragged him to gallows in front of a fire and I saw familiar faces of rich men being forced to kneel while tied to watch him be executed.

He was hung in front of them as if to tell them "You're next".

Then his body was taken apart a la Johan de Witt. (If you don't know what was done to him, look him up. Be prepared for gruesomeness)

After all those weird dreams (guess my mind needed purging and nice things) I woke up feeling pretty cleared up.

Suggestion: listen to your deities about taking care of yourselves and let them help you.

I feel so good after all this. Refreshed even. Guess I just needed to get the anger and disbelief out and my dreams helped. It was a short nap but the dreams felt so long. Like hours. Love that.

My tummy and back hurts but I literally bed rotted for hours after finishing all the tasks Lady Aphrodite recommended for me to finally get back on track without feeling so heavy.

#aphrodite #dreams #witchblr #eclectic witch #politics #only tagging it in case people want to filter #long post #divination #deity work #self care

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probablymystories · 1 year ago

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a grateful 26

This year, I picked up digital art. One of the many things to be thankful for.

What am I grateful for this year?

Self

The art of indifference really has grown on me. It definitely wasn’t about stop having feelings, but to welcome them, feel all of them and manage them. It’s okay to admit and accept anger, disappointment, envy, agony, annoyance but know when to put them in place and never discard for it is part of being human. We feel things.

Connections

I’ve been shown that I can take refuge in others and myself is no longer the only sanctuary. That I can feel safe in the presence of other people through some work. Be less uptight and connect. To learn to let people in and share parts of myself. I am loved, appreciated as I am. Good as I am and enough as I am. I have also come to term with acceptance. I cannot control things that are out of hands. Things, people, evolving all the time. We all change and I do too. So when people are not up to our expectation and no longer carry the images we have of them, accept. We’re not bound to anything. All of us are so alike, existing on a borrowed time, moments after moments and we will leave here. Even this body is a temporary home. In connection to that, why do we do so much to torment ourselves and others in the process? Accept everything as they are. People as they are.

“It’s only our attachment that make things and people special.”

Trust

It is quite a big word for someone whose trust was made cripple along time ago. It had gotten so bad to a point where I couldn’t trust myself too. Losing the only string that tied yourself to you was a scary phase.

Through arts, I’ve learned to trust again and that I don’t need to think much about anything but trust that I can pull it off. Trust that I have the capability. I really couldn’t do this alone but with the people who believed that I could.

“I know you can.” Thank you.

When I first painted, I aimed for perfection and would try to fill in every empty spots on the sketch, to get the same shades of color on the same object, to never exceed outlines so I had to color everything nicely. I focused so much on achieving the best of every aspect, so painting was more of a chore than a relaxing hobby to pick up. But if we really pay attention to things, nothing ever comes off as flawless and perfect. Even for a tree, all leaves share different shades of green and two leaves are barely identical. This is probably what arts have taught me. To trust the process and enjoy it. Make tons of mistakes as you go.

Family

As I have grown older, I realize that we’re all gray. Attempted to appear very good only to be so flawed in the end. I definitely have bonded more with my family this year. Drinking with family is a free therapy session and gossiping with my mother is another level of exceptional friendship. My forever home to go to.

Career

I didn’t pay much attention to how much I have grown in my line of work. Not a thing has become easier, but I truly enjoy doing what I do, living the moments no matter how big and small. It’s no longer just thoughts but the actual acknowledgment that I have done good to people’s hearts, walked with them in all the struggles, mine & theirs. I like to see our relationship as symbiosis. We give and take, losing balance at times but also striving.

I hope the burnouts aren’t fast approaching and I can love doing what I do for a very long time.

Moments

“You can love things from a far. Not everyone can do that.”

“I will keep you in my prayer.”

“You are so peaceful.”

A lover of sentiments, I am moved by the conversations. Thank you.

My favorite read

How to Think Like A Roman Emperor & Meditations introduced me to a king in Ancient Greek. Discovering Marcus is like a walk in the garden on a sunny morning. Breeze caressing my skin, ray from the sun warming up my face as I walked and checked up on different flowers. At least that was the closest to how i felt reading sentences of his thoughts. His majesty is full of grace, calmness and contentment. A king so peaceful, too placid for the harsh reality of him being the monarch of the empire. I wonder how he bore all sorts of responsibilities and shouldered his burdens while carrying a heart that is so graceful and a soul that learned the way of a stoic. I am not much of a history person nor I enjoy biographies of kings, but I completely adored Marcus Aurelius’s mind. This feeling is no different when I found out about Carl Jung. These ancient men existed lifetimes before me, and I had fallen hard for their ideologies and reflections. They have proven that the most beautiful and the terrifying place to be is the human mind.

When Breath Becomes Air is a beautiful read and I had a good cry. Someone so young with a promising future had to leave so soon, and no matter how much we tried to weigh it, it would never stray from being commented ‘unacceptable and tragic’. The way he reflected his whole life and how his family stood by him from the beginning to the last breath he had to take is beautiful. They made passing so natural, brave and accepting. It got me thinking if everything really is worthwhile. One day, we will all leave with ourselves knowing and without. Best reads are always from those on the brink of no return.

Rest well, my young surgeon.

Ikigai

The only disappointing thing about Ikigai is that it is too short. I was just sinking in then it ended. This is not fair : (

Japan. Countryside. Old people.

Just that, I picked it up.

Strange how I get annoyed being lectured by old people, but always get so intrigued to learn about their lives and listen to their wisdom and advice. Maybe it heals those parts of me that were lost during the grievance of my deceased grandparents. The beauty of old age.

Who Will Cry When You Die definitely makes me think of Marcus at some points. It holds the same vibe of being indifferent. Accepting things for what they are. We’re all are bound to everything and nothing. As someone who feels so much and get affected over almost everything, this book is a comfort.

My favorite watch

I think it’s beautiful to be able to live through lives of fictional characters. To experience grief, love and heartbreaks that are not even ours.

Fictional world is my haven, and I am grateful for these shows this year.

Till the end of the moon

Beauty of resilience

The forbidden marriage (the only kdrama made it to the list ;D )

Heavenly fox

Love you seven times

My journey to you

The snow moon

The kunning palace

Time to ramble. Giving opinions no one asked for ahaha

Till the end of the moon

I adore absolutely everything from cast, cinematography, special effects, to osts. The lead’s chemistry is top tier, but the misunderstanding is a major frustration. I developed anger issues ; ; I cried, and I choked myself laughing. It was so destructive that I went completely mad. I still remember the first week after finishing it and my whole existence fell into abyss. I only loved a drama so much like this once and it was way back in 2015?when Scarlet Heart Ryeo came out. Both are equally astonishing.

Beauty of resilience

:D I will love it more if they had better wigs for my beautiful heavenly prince.

The forbidden marriage

A beautiful watch. I shed some tears.

Heavenly fox

This drama would have taken the industry by storm with bigger budget and editing. Small casts, but they are so mesmerizing to watch.

Love you seven times

The GRAPHICSSSSSS!!! The cutest watch from my list this year.

My journey to you

I wish the two main leads had more spotlight and screen time. Plot is dark, full of twists and turns. It is heavy on action rather than romance, but the tension between the second lead couple made me breathless. IT WAS TOO MUCH.

The snow moon

He held the aura of Dongfang Qingcang and Tantaijin. Enough of the reason to pick this up. <3 I’m so sorry the female lead is too stiff, and I only watched for my elder YUE from My Journey to You.

The kunning palace

:3 The male lead is crazy. Like the saying goes he’s a red flag but we’re color-blind.

Honorable mention

Tan Taijin from Till the end of the moon

A fictional character that had stayed on my mind for a very long time, and convinced me that he actually existed. Man of a few words, he liked to allow his actions speak for themselves, but barely got interpreted correctly. Misunderstandings, distrust, blame, accusations, hatred, were stamped on him before he could even realize. My man chose to stay loyal until the end and went for good over bad. He didn’t blame his circumstances or anyone, didn’t choose to hurt back just because he was hurt, didn’t allow the trauma nor his wounded soul to change him.

This made me think about the reality. When people decide how we are in their viewpoint, we can’t change it and we don’t really need to. Communication is the key, but it only works for those who are willing to listen. It’s only for those who are afraid of losing our presence and valuing our importance. And choosing to remain good even all the bad had fallen upon you is the most noble thing you will ever do. For yourself.

Rest easy, king.

2023 has been gentle and kind, and I hope for the same in the next to come.

Highlights that made my heart most active. Adrenaline rush 💖

A visit at Vangogh Alive

Indian cuisines

The missed flight

Piercings

I have lived well and didn’t cause anyone harm.

I am truly grateful for it.

31. 12. 23

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YEAH BOY YEAH BOY YEAH BOY (mention of alcohol cw, mention of body talk cw) but THIS IS 99.9 percent abt how I LOVE MARTIAL ARTS!

i went to my first martial arts class in I think 15 years and it was so. Much. Fucking. Fun. I loved it!!!!!

After I did tkd as a kid I had a lot of issues finding a gym/dojōs that fully worked for me. I love the structure and art side of martial arts but I often really dislike the whole concept of having to be hyperrespectful of your sensei or master. Like...what if i'm uncomfortable? What if my sensei or master doesn't actually earn or deserve respect? And what if I hate the entire concept of war? I'm not a pacifist but some gyms are really all just like...PUNCHPUNCHKICKKICK KILL THE BAD GUY!!! And along with that, most of the gyms/dojōs that look like they've worked for me have been very far from where I live.

NOT FUCKING TODAY THOUGH!

My alderwoman sent out her weekly email which included, this past week, a mention of a dojō about 15-25 minutes away from me, depending if i'm walking or taking the train. My interest was piqued and I looked at the website and it seemed like The. Perfect. Place. For. Me.

Like first of all of the owners seem cool as fuck? This is a women and nonbinary led dojo. Usually that would set off at least one red flag in me and i'd be like "okay so the people you want in your dojo are women or women lite™️ right?"

WRONG, my class was mostly cis (as far as I know! I don't make it a habit of asking people of their gender history) dudes. So like, for me, it's a good sign that dudes and gals seem very comfortable in the same space together. And also, speaking of comfortability-

The class started with a meditation session (I was not part of this, I was filling out a form)

and then when I was invited into the class, the first part of the class was going around in a circle with our names and pronouns. This didn't feel like one of those things where we're only doing pronouns bc one trans person stepped in, it felt like a requirement for every class. It was easy and practiced and calm.

The class felt just...So fuckin good and nice. I felt nicely challenged. I felt like I was being called out gently and kindly on my mistakes. And I think the Sensei switched her teaching methods specifically for me because I was having trouble telling my right from my left. And she didn't make a fucking DEAL of it either. Embarassment and shame is an emotion I default to quite often and I had a couple of quick flashes of those feelings, but they went away very quickly - my sensei focused on me when I was having trouble and got back to the full class when I figured shit out.

Also, as someone who's been a shithead alcoholic for a long time, I am quite out of shape. I truly can't do much cardio, I am legit out of shape. But legit, we did the perfect amount of workout today. I am sore as hell. My shoulders hurt, and my wrists hurt. And my forearms. My hips hurt and my thighs hurt and my calves hurt. My ankles hurt and my feet hurt. My hands hurt.

AND THAT FEELS SO GOOD.

Perfect amt of sore. I have feelings atm but I must go bedtime

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kimonotsuki · 2 years ago

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Review - Zen Garden by Island Falls Home

Have you ever wanted to bring a little bit of Zen mindfulness into your home? Maybe as a way to focus on yourself for a few minutes during a long work day or to decompress after a marathon session of cleaning? Island Falls Home has got you covered.

As some of you already know, I live with anxiety and OCD, and I have a strong suspicion I'm also dealing with ADHD. Anything that helps me calm down and focus is a welcome addition to my life. I have a little bowl of fidget toys on my desk but I wanted something that took a bit more effort, and felt a little more mature. I'd been looking into small desktop-style zen gardens for a while but frankly all the ones I saw felt cheap or tacky. I've found ones with sand that was far too large, ones that included ridiculous little tchotchkes like garden gnomes, ones that were all plastic and flimsy-looking, and ones that had absolutely no sense of scale (giant maneki nekos next to a torii gate the size of your thumb...) But then I found Island Falls Home. They are a small family-owned business based in the UK, and all they do is sand gardens. This sort of focus allows them to source quality pieces and stay on theme with their products, and that attention to detail really shows. They currently offer two zen gardens (the Traditional kit, which I have here, and the Oasis of Calm which is beautiful and looks like a rippling pond) and one sand planetarium. I knew when I found their products that I wanted to share them with you all, so I reached out to the owners. James was lovely and through our interactions it was clear that he has a true passion for traditional Japanese arts and culture, and you can tell these kits are a labour of love. He was incredibly generous and offered to send me one to check out at my leisure. To save on overhead I arranged to have it sent here to California, and I've been testing it out for almost two weeks now, and love it. The attention to detail is obvious from the moment you receive the kits. The packaging feels elegant and sturdy, and everything is carefully and lovingly organised and protected. From the tissue wrapping to the bow on the tool box to the well-designed insert, no detail has been overlooked here. The presentation would also make these a fantastic gift. But what really matters is the garden itself, right? Thankfully that attention to detail is continued throughout. The kit comes with a wide variety of accessories. There are two sakura trees with bark bases to help them stand up properly, a cute little bridge, a torii gate, a lovely little pagoda, and a selection of stones and moss for a touch of nature. My only (very minor) issue is that the pagoda is ceramic and feels very high quality but the bridge and torii are plastic. They're still very well-made and nicely detailed, but I'd love to see all these pieces in ceramic to add to the luxe feeling of the kit. There's also a fantastic assortment of handcrafted bamboo rakes and tools, which allow you to meditatively create infinite designs in the sand. The sand itself is incredibly fine and smooth and clean, and clearly high quality. This is a place where a lot of kits cheap out, and it's obvious Island Falls Home did not. It's sourced from a company in Ontario, which as a Canadian is a nice little bonus. I do wish the kit had some sort of storage container for the sand if it needs to be put away for storage, travel, or moving, but a quart-sized food storage bag would work for the time being. I could take hundreds of photos of the permutations I've created with this kit, but I'd rather be a bit concise and focus on this set up I did trying to feature as many items as I could. The end result is cohesive and uncluttered, and allows for a lot of meditative motions. I also don't want to influence anyone who buys these kits, I'd rather you let your own moods and emotions guide you. Overall, if you've been looking for a desk zen garden, or even if you hadn't considered one before but now see the appeal, I highly recommend these! You can grab the Traditional Zen Garden kit on Amazon here, or the Oasis of Calm kit here. Prime day is coming up soon, which could be a great time to take advantage of free shipping if you're considering one of these. Read the full article

#calm #desktoptoy #fidget #islandfallshome #review #zengarden

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For my academic excursion, I’m going to write about our strange return to Daitokuji, a small and peaceful buddhist temple that we visited as a group. After touring the temple with the group, we heard about a public meditation session around 5, and Eliza and Nico seemed really interested. I was pretty exhausted, but I really wanted to see what the meditation was all about. After killing some time at a thrift store in the area, we arrived to the meditation session a little late, just as it was beginning, but a nice lady who was apparently leading another english language group helped us get in— even if it required setting out more cushions. We were lined up in front of the final stage of the Zen Garden that we had seen earlier that day, with the two mounds among a grey gravel sea. We were told to take off our shoes, which was expected, and our socks, which was unexpected. I felt a little self conscious about having my dogs out, but that embarrassment was quickly lost as the lady who had led our group tour earlier in the day (our goat) explained the rules of meditation for us. She told us that the most important part of the meditation was to keep our backs straight and think of nothing, and also, if we could, to place our cupped hands over our belly button and remain with our legs crossed, not moving. She then told us that, If we felt we needed it, we could ask the lead priest to smack us with a wooden switch. That was a a pretty crazy thing to hear, and I immediately wanted to try it. At the sound of the bell, we began our meditation, gazing out into the zen garden. Like I noted when we visited the actual temple, the atmosphere was quiet, and great for meditation. What wasn’t great for meditation was the cross-legged pose we were told to hold. I’m especially susceptible to my limbs falling asleep, and within 20 minutes I was hurting pretty bad. My legs and my feet were tingling and burning, and it was hard to think of nothing. I couldn’t resist wiggling my toes and tensing my thighs to get the blood flowing, which was kinda terrifying with a stick-wielding monk patrolling. It was really painful, and required a lot of mental stamina. Whenever the bell rang for a break, I was incredibly grateful. When it was finally over, the head monk, now jovial instead of scary, served us Matcha.

Academic Reflection

I read “Zen and the psychological significance of meditation as related to believing” by Li-Jie Du for this excursion. The article essentially records the history of Zen meditation and explains it’s basic tenets, then examines how the principles of Zen meditation are used for psychological treatment outside of a religious context.

According to Du, Zen buddhism and its meditation style originated from India, was brought to China, then India, by the first Bodhidarma, and eventually traveled to Japan where it morphed into Japanese Zen buddhism, of which Rinzai is a major sect. The temple we visited was a Rinzai temple. The author explains that tenets of the Zen “sitting meditation” is being used in psychological treatment around the world, and that some students of religion study Zen meditation in order to provide psychological treatment. The author explains that Zen meditation in the secular sense, as well as public meditation sessions like the one we participated in, are becoming increasingly popular worldwide.

The reading made total sense to me— I’ve heard about meditation being used in psychology for a long time. But, to be honest, actual zen meditation was not at all psychologically healing to me. The pain in my legs was too great to focus on anything else, and though it was novel, it was also very painful, and I don’t think I would ever do it again. Frankly, I was in a much greater state of calm and reflection earlier in the day, when allowed to sit and appreciate the zen garden by myself. Additionally, it was strange that, considering the reading explains one of the 5 tenets of zen meditation as “self-reflection”, the instruction to think of nothing seemed very strange.

Citation: Du, Li-Jie. (2022). Zen and the psychological significance of meditation as related to believing. Frontiers in Psychology. 13. 10.3389/fpsyg.2022.1033021.

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Hiking, Swimming and Gong Therapy!

30/04/2023

This particular trip to the lakes was unsurprisingly centred around swimming. I am lucky enough to have a delightfully friendly munchkin friend named Scarlett who lives in a beautiful cottage nestled between fells in the Lake District. After Last weekends swim we decided to meet up for a swim of our own and a unique therapy session.

I arrived in style this time accompanied by The Rolling Stones. If you would like a song to help picture this specific adventure I would recommend “100 years ago” that’s the vibe I’m going with. Arriving too early to meet Scarlett, I decided to go for a walk. That walk turned into a hike up a hill, that hill turned out to be a fell. That fell turned out to be Helvellyn. The walk quickly escalated form a leisurely stroll in the Lakes, to a full blown expedition up Englands 3rd highest peak. I do love an unexpected thrill ! never failing to use my undying determination to reach the top. Always accompanied by bad luck with weather,resulting in me seeing absolutely nothing while at the summit. Nether the less I made it up there completely unharmed and completely unprepared, by simply looking up and saying “that one looks nice”.

A quick few pics at the summit then straight back down because I was awfully late for my pre arranged swim and gong class. Excitement building to see my… UNIQUE friend I have not seen in many months. Scarlett had informed me on my ascent that she was “taking a nap” but I still felt her love and encouragement pushing me on despite being asleep. Making it back to the cottage I was strangely craving a whiskey, maybe because I was soaked, cold, exhausted and borderline dead ! I kept it together and was determined for a successful “gong” therapy session. Gong therapy is a form of “sound healing” that relaxes the body in hopes to enter a meditative state.

While resting my tired legs at Scarlett’s house I noticed most doors had child gates on them, presumably to stop the two dogs from entering certain areas of the house. I was informed that the gates are because Scarlett sleep walks and the gates stop her from wondering the house in her sleep. This information may be interesting later.

So to explain how the gong sound healing session went I need to try and explain my relationship with this girl. We have known each other for years starting from when we were both very small and in primary school. Then followed by me thinking she was dead, as she moved abroad for a chunk of her childhood. Upon return our relationship is still the same and has continued to be full of laughter and just pure silliness, nothing at all has changed. That perfect relationship where unstructured nonsense filled conversations are accompanied by long lasting belly laughs, consuming your entire day. Our shared love for hiking, swimming and the outdoors make for extremely fun outings !

I went into this “gong” experience with an open mind as I am well connected with the idea of “inner peace” etc. As we drove to the venue in Ambleside, my laughter was constant and not subsiding. A sense of breathlessness caused by constant giggles, a common side effect of time spent with Scarlett. The fear of carrying this energy inside the therapy session was almost terrifying. Around 10 yoga matts all laid out in a circle with candles and all kinds of zen hippie style paraphernalia, I had no idea how I was going to keep it together. When I’m forced into situations where talking and laughter are not best advised, combined with the pre-explained relationship I have with my friend, the thought of a successful therapy session without bursting into laughter seemed Impossible!

Let’s talk about how the session went. It stated with everybody lying down with comfy eye masks and blankets. Listening to everyone inhale and exhale extremely passionately was enough to set me off. Let’s be honest, unfortunately I was not in the correct mind frame to take this experience seriously but I had to bloody try ! When the gong sounds started it was actually very soothing and relaxing, but often my mind would wonder and focus on something funny (like Scarlett mistakenly thinking I had 6 toes) My brain clearly trying to sabotage this experience for me and trying anything to make me giggle. Sometime into the therapy session I heard some rustling sounds of the person next to me moving or standing up. So I understandably thought this was Scarlett deep in sleep and attempting to get up and wonder around in a meditation class that has no child gates and plenty of zen people lying innocently on the floor. I had to see this so I turned my body and lifted my eye mask but only to find her lying down on her back with her mouth gaping wide open inhaling flies, seemingly fast asleep. If it was not for my fist being quickly forced into my mouth, I would have certainly burst into complete hysterics. I somehow managed to keep it together with only my shoulders and body moving from laugher. From immense determination I made very little sound. I think I got away without alerting other participants of my immaturity. This may not seem funny to others but for me in this moment it was the funniest thing ever.

Once the session had finished we both made a sharp swift exit straight to the car. As soon as we were clear and in the car park we both began pissing ourselves with laugher. Realising the therapy had no benefiting results to our character. Scarlett had a hilarious theory that the lady running the class pressed play on a YouTube video then left for the pub and returned to wake us after 90 minutes. Although this experience seemed to be a train wreck crashing into a joke shop, I was still glad I did it and it was incredibly memorable!

By this time it was too late and dark for a swim so we headed straight to weather spoons for food and pints. We met up with Scarlett’s incredibly sweet sister in law for some food and movie night back at the cottage.

The next morning we woke up ready for our swim. Heading to Grasmere water before her shift at the family chocolate shop. This body of water had not yet been christened by my huge body plunging into it, so it seemed the perfect spot. Nestled between stunning green fells and surrounded by gorgeous scenery, this is now certainly my new swimming spot.

After the swim we walked to the chocolate shop so Scarlett could start her shift. By this time I should have probably headed home but for some reason stayed and did a 3 hour shift, being paid in truffles.

Very memorable weekend.

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godsnameisjoy · 2 years ago

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CROSSOVER

Date: 30 April 2023

1 Duration: 21 minutes at 12:16 PM

Depth:

I shook a whole lot more than my usual. And I am hardly shaking these days. My head is in a nice space these days. The thoughts generated by my mind are Peace soaked.

The deepest part of our minds shares a wall with our soul. I think what I am witnessing these days is soul generated imagery. These aren’t my desires, old or new. These seem to be images prompted by the soul.

2 Duration: 55 minutes at 11:29 PM

Depth:

Again, a session with strong involuntary bodily shakes. It’s almost as if much life energies are getting collected in my bulbous container like head. However, the gathered forces haven’t cut a way forward. They are to carve a route out of the head.

During meditation, giving attention to the point between the eyebrows helps carve a path. However, I am tottering in the twilight zone where mind ends and soul begins. My mind and its residual hold on my attention via imagery, continues. I hope to cross over to the soul side but I’ll have to be blessed with the crossover.

In the meantime, the nature of my dreams during sleep has undergone a change. Mind related changes caused by meditation can be very subtle. They can go unnoticed. And the changes are irreversible.

The other day, while catching 40 winks in the early evening hours, I dreamt. It was a dream, undoubtedly. However, with no distortion, it was a memory that played out. The memory was of an event from the same day and of no significance. I don’t think I have ever before had a memory play out before my attention while I was asleep. Usually, there is a distortion added by the unaddressed desire that’s powering the imagery.

In the week gone by, I have also had dreams with mind blowing plots. If only I could remember the dreams, then the plots would make for some excellent short story writing exercise. On this day, at this stage of my decades long practice, my understanding is as follows.

Our desires, explicit and implicit, dictate our actions. Our earthly desires apply only until the desire for Peace is fulfilled. After experiencing Peace, one can’t help but make it second nature. After Peace becomes second nature, Peace dictates our actions. My point is that our seemingly rational thoughts while awake are shadows of either our desires or our sense of Peace. Our surface level, conscious thinking is NOT motivated or powered by surface level consciousness.

If I do get blessed with soul perception, then my blog writing, waking, conscious words will be a reflection of those blessed soul perceptions. It won’t be a reflection of earthly desires and their place in my psyche. I don’t think we can consciously choose any dream image or soul image. Vice versa seems to be happening all the time.

#meditation #paramhansa yogananda #god #hong sau #intuition #inner peace #kundalini #dharana #30.4.2023

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moxfirefly · 3 years ago

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Hoping I’m doing this right, I’ve never made a request! Wondering if you have ideas on the TMNT boys nighttime or morning routines. Thank you for all your amazing work!!

This is a first for me I think and I’m into it! Let’s see what we cook up.

🌙Night time routines🌕

starting off with the resident night time lover, this lad probably has more night time routines that his brothers but as a night owl myself I’m probably projecting

Regardless, Don really enjoys the rare nights he’s got to himself that aren’t spent crime fighting and saving the world.

He does like to work on his projects around this time.

Expect to find him in the lab or garage. Expect music to be on. Expect him to be busy.

Donnie subscribes to the ‘his best ideas come to him at night’ instead of the shower. It could be the quiet around the Lair or it could be because he’s a little isolated during these hours so he can really make progress

If it isn’t spent of fixing or creating, leisure time can be had

A few hours of gaming, a few hours of web surfing, a few hours of coding and hacking

He’s all for having some show or movie on if he’s multitasking

Snacks Snacks Snacks

Caffeine Caffeine Caffeine

He’s for some self care around the night, might even get a workout in since it’s not like Leo is barking orders to train and spar

If he’s especially angsty or can’t really find sleep he’ll take the truck out. Maybe meet up with April. Just do a little sight seeing to calm the mind.

He’s gonna go to bed late, it’s a bad habit but these little hours are special to him.

No matter how tired, always brushes his teeth and washed his face before bedtime. If it’s winter, long sleep pants, if it’s normal weather he’s sleeping in his boxers. Actually likes to fall a sleep to music or some type of noise

Nighttime meditation sessions, always a must. Quiet the mind and the soul for better sleep after all

Tea brewing mandatory and when I tell you he goes all out I mean goes all out. Has night time tea brews and day time tea brews. It’s about the process too honestly. He’s gotta do it.

Will read or watch something if he’s especially having a hard time falling a sleep. But it’s gotta be either comfort movies or shows or something lighthearted.

Listen he’s a little bougie, the boy does like to take care of himself. So he’s very thorough for this showers before bed. Likes feeling extra clean if he just got in from patrol.

Yes he moisturizes

Cleans under the nails

Likes nice smelling things that make him relax.

Obligatory incense burning too

He does have a special blanket for days he’s feeling extra off, Raph knitted it for him when he started knitting so it’s a little uneven and worn but it’s comforting as heck

Nighttime doesn’t have to mean downtime for this sweet nugget. He’s all for having some extra fun.

Has a routine but doesn’t at the same time?

A little nighttime skate sesh can be had, he sneaks into the skate parks at night

Catches up with his hyper-fixations. Wether it’s a comic or series or game.

Mikey can either crash once his head hits the pillow or he’ll stay up playing games (especially if he’s been having a hard time at it)

He’s all for hanging out too, most probable in wanting to share his nighttime routines with you or his brothers.

Spends a couple of hours on his phone too

Bed is wherever he crashed honestly

If not bunking in with someone, most likely to sleep naked.

Appreciates a freshly laundered pillow. The nice smells and toastyness helps him sleep faster.

Does play music to fall a sleep but is very particular about his sleep playlist. It’s gotta be just right.

Cannot watch something scary and sleep afterwards. Will have nightmares.

Isn’t fond of fully pitch black room to sleep in, more often his side of the bed has some fairy lights or LED color changing lights.

Doesn’t believe in ice cream nightmares. The man will eat a full meal and go to sleep as if nothing happened.

Has a routine but is lazy about it.

He doesn’t like getting in a nighttime workout if he’s not out patrolling. Nighttime workouts are sacred for Raph tho. He prefers to do them alone.

Catches up on knitting. Has several works in progress. Will likely finish up one or two.

YouTube browsing (will watch beauty channels) something about a soft voice narrating an entire makeup process or reviewing a movie, really helps him chill. Plus if it’s a pretty content creator it’s a plus.

Knitting videos to pick up new ideas.

Shoots the shit with Casey if he’s off.

Shoots the shit with April if she’s off.

Shoots the shit with Mikey if he’s awake.

He’s surprisingly talkative at night, he likes catching up on the on goings or happenings of his loved ones lives.

Does a little stretching before bedtime, make sure he isn’t all tense.

Firm believer in having a tall glass of water before bed. Maybe a sweet snack.

Has to be in a certain position to fully fall a sleep.

#ask #the90’spigeon #tmnt bayverse #tmnt Leonardo #tmnt michaelangelo #tmnt Donatello #tmnt raphael #requested headcanons

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