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Just a little bit of luck involved in this one today.
This came to me this morning as I was reflecting on motivation.
You don’t stop because you are not the best. You keep going because you are doing what you love.
Nature is an amazing thing. I’m seeing more of these fungi growing out of the mulch in our garden. Some searching online revealed that they are Aseroe rubra, more commonly known as Anemone Stinkhorn or Starfish Fungus.
They omit a foul smell that attracts flies through the black, sticky, spore bearing substance that can be seen at the base of each arm. The flies injest and trample the spores which they subsequently distribute further afield, thus spreading and helping to propagate the fungi.
Finished reading: Reconciliation by Thich Nhat Hanh 📚
I bought a paper shredder yesterday and have spent some time going through paperwork that I want to get rid of securely. I find something deeply satisfying about watching the papers being chewed up into a pile of little pieces.
The timing and professionalism of this piece of presenting. While I can’t remember this particular shot, I do remember growing up watching James Burke on British television. His skill was in making science subjects accessible to the ordinary person. I’m sure that he played no small part in my interest in science.
Then in the closing seconds of the piece he drops the quiet reminder of the potentiality of such powerful technology for, on the one hand human advancement, and on the other human destruction.
Well this was unexpected!
I watched Windfall on Netflix last night. A thriller based around the story of a man who breaks into the holiday home of a tech billionaire and his wife when they are not there, and then they show up. I was disappointed by it. I couldn’t always believe the characters, some plot lines felt thin and the ending for me didn’t fit in with what came before. I was looking forward to the film, but woke up this morning still with a taste of dissatisfaction in my mouth. 🍿
Those Moments Where Your Life Changes Forever
Some days something happens which changes our lives forever, even if in that moment we are unaware of what the consequences will be. Sometimes that change will happen consciously, being planned and prepared for. Other times life just throws them upon us unexpectedly and possibly, in that moment, unwelcome as well. But come what may, our life is never the same again. I can bookmark a couple of episodes in my life,
The aloneness of early morning.
Sitting and reflecting on what is important,
what resides in the heart , however deep
While the rest of the world sleeps.
I step outside this morning to drink my coffee, a US Citizen. More later...
Sometimes I come across a quote, a few words in a book or online, that are just what I need to hear in that moment. I came across these words today,
When we make it safe to fail,
We make it safe to succeed.
They struck me, struck a cord, and a single read through is not enough. I am sitting with them and letting the implications of the words seep through me.
This was not a large puzzle, both in physical size and in terms of number of pieces - one hundred - and subsequently did not take long to finish. The puzzle was not a big challenge. No, what drew me to it was the striking depiction of a Japanese Macaque. 🧩
Very early hours at the airport. My Uber ride drops me off and I walk into a checkin hall unusually quiet. People sleep across chairs. People sit quietly. Lights are dimmed.
Officials arrive at the checkin desk, passengers jump up and hover, waiting for desk to open.
I am quickly checked in and it appears first through security. I know sit at my gate. On the tarmac, aircraft sleep. There is still two hours to go before the first flight of the day leaves. It is still dark outside.
Deja vu of Britain on the back streets of Porto.
Well we just experienced our first meal delivered by Uber Eats. Living on Maui, if such exists, I am unaware of it. But on a wet night in Porto we canceled our dinner reservation and had the meal delivered to us. Much gratitude to the motorcyclist out on this very damp night.
Another beautiful sunset over Porto this evening.
The Sahara’s presence was still felt here in Porto today at the Cemitério do Prado do Repouo.
The Carmelite Church in Vitória, Porto.
And a side wall of that same church.
This evening a fierce red sunset over the Atlantic ocean courtesy of a dance between the sun, Sahara and the atmosphere!
The still orange sky. The bell towers are from the Igreja Matriz de Massarelos. Construction on this church began in 1776.
And finally, night by the Douro River on a walk to dinner.
This morning’s view, the Ponte Dom Luís bridge from over the rooftops in Porto, Portugal.
Honey on a Razor's Edge
Mindfulness is available to us at all times. I say that to myself - and then I forget. The opportunity is there, and then it is gone. Too late. Feels like too much effort. Or something puts in an appearance that has more icing on the top, or at least appears to and feels easier to consume - but ultimately leaves me with a sense of no satisfaction. The ship has sailed.