It’s highly unlikely we’re alone in the universe, NASA experts are saying, and we may be close to finding alien life. In fact, it may happen in the next two decades. NASA held a panel discussion at the agency’s Washington headquarters on Monday, w…
Mankind’s relationship with nature is a difficult one – we must use it, live in harmony with it, protect it and protect ourselves from it. These visually striking images that we collected of tree roots colliding with concrete are beautiful symbolic representations of this complicated relationship. It’s hard to say what it is exactly about tree roots that capture our imagination, but they have done so for thousands of years.
Cool pictures. :-)
“We can’t hate ourselves into a version of ourselves we can love.” ~Lori Deschene Sometimes I am really terrible to…
She Takes A Photo: 6.5 Years | Beckie0
I just wanted to share this because I found this woman’s approach to her own mental health problems to be utterly refreshing and a welcome break from the usual uncomfortable silences that surround them. Nice will be the day when we can talk about mental disorders, whether our own or those of friends and family, with less ignorance and more openness, and less tiptoeing. Much respect to this woman!
Growing up outside of Atlanta, I learned to crawl with Bob Dylan’s “Only A Pawn In Their Game” as my soundtrack, anti-war posters hanging on the walls, beckoning me and my raw knees forward. I was weaned with the voice of Martin Luther King, Jr. reverberating down the narrow halls of my parents’ apartment, formed my first words as though delivering a soliloquy on equality.
In first grade, I asked the teacher if the ‘Indians’ still celebrated Thanksgiving. When she asked why I wanted to know, I responded, “Because the people they ate with took their land,” something I’d learned from an honest mother. During a Little League game, my father intervened when coaches tried to initiate a prayer circle, wanting us to give thanks in Jesus’ name. He fiercely believed in the separation of church and, well, everything.
As an American Jew, I was mostly instilled with progressive values as a child. Rather, I was instilled with progressive, American values – particularly those which aligned with liberal, Jewish ones. A love of social justice, human rights, equality. A disdain for racism, fundamentalism, colonialism. Sure, I attended Hebrew school, but my scripture was more the Bill of Rights than the Torah, and my anthems came from hip-hop and rock, not the Book of Psalms (תהילים).
Written with emotion, introspection, and thoughtfulness. Much food for thought.
QUESTION: I wish I could get to a state of compassion for those who have hurt me, especially my family. I truly do. Perhaps I need to work harder for an answer as to how to feel compassion, because I do understand that compassion has to happen before I can forgive. I really struggle with this, can you give me some advice?
HTRYV ANSWER: In order to give compassion and forgiveness to others we must first have compassion and forgiveness for ourselves. We need to love, honor and respect ourselves and the current feelings and emotions we have even if they are painful, negative energies. When we acknowledge our painful energies and we choose to release the masks of denial we will put ourselves in a place of power to access and process through the stored emotional energies in our energy fields that no longer serve our highest good…
It’s easy to lure butterflies to your yard by planting a few of their favorite flowers, including butterfly bush. This Midwest gardener has created a complete habitat that attracts a delightful array of winged diners.
Children Full of Life (1 of 5)
"In the award-winning documentary Children Full of Life, a fourth-grade class in a primary school in Kanazawa, northwest of Tokyo, learn lessons about compassion from their homeroom teacher, Toshiro Kanamori. He instructs each to write their true inner feelings in a letter, and read it aloud in front of the class. By sharing their lives, the children begin to realize the importance of caring for their classmates."
Definitely found myself teary-eyed while watching this…and feeling a lot of respect for this elementary school teacher.