What about quantum mechanics?
Not sure Einstein really said that, but it's a good thought. We're certainly all connected, moved by the same energies as the Universe.
who knew all this would happen afterwards
What about quantum mechanics?
Not sure Einstein really said that, but it's a good thought. We're certainly all connected, moved by the same energies as the Universe.
This week, the Environmental Protection Agency announced new rules requiring municipal utilities to remove several specific chemicals within the PFAS family from water supplies.
PFAS refers to a large group of industrial chemicals. The new regulations target a handful of the best-studied PFAS, which have been linked to certain cancers and birth complications.
Virtually all Americans have measurable amounts of PFAS in their blood, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.
Public health advocates across the country have been calling on federal and state governments to regulate PFAS in drinking water for years. Melanie Benesh of the Environmental Working Group characterized the EPA’s decision as “life changing.”
Benesh told PBS NewsHour’s William Brangham that PFAS contamination in the United States is pervasive, and that the new regulation is the most efficient way the federal government can reduce the public’s exposure to these hazardous chemicals.
Source: Science on PBS Newshour
Isn't April Poetry Month?
My dear friend, Annelinde Metzner shared her poems from "Feminism and Religion's" blog publication, Ifetayo's poems.
She introduces them thus:
For a number of years, I’ve been staying at the St. Helena’s Island, South Carolina home of Ifetayo White, Reiki Master, teacher of doulas, and healer in many modalities. I am always deeply healed by Ifetayo’s presence, and by the island itself. This island near Beaufort is the home of the Gullah people, who have kept their land since Reconstruction according to a legal system called “Heir’s Property.”
The spirits are strong here, and I’ve tried to capture some of the essence of the island and of Ifetayo, in these poems. In the first, I describe Ifetayo’s wonderful healing room. The second features the Grandmother Tree, one of the live oaks covered with Spanish moss, so prevalent in the Low Country. The third features the Resurrection Fern, which appears brown and almost dead on the limbs of the oaks, but springs into vivid greenness after a rain.
"The Healer's Home" begins: (see more through the link above)
This was posted on Facebook last week. Then there were comments saying these were entirely different people in this photo.
So it's interesting, a few guys were squatting, I wonder why with a photo. And the man on the right looks like he decided to not be in the picture at all. Then of the guys in chairs, the one wearing a white shirt decided to look at his boots, thus hiding his face with his hat brim. They all probably were dragged out into the sunshine by the photographer, from the nice dark saloon behind them!
Today's quote:
You've probably all seen them before.
But these extraordinary machines/dolls are just so wonderful.
I'm sharing the link from fellow blogger, irisflavia. This was a few years ago. But art is timeless
Today's quote:
Risk itself is a process of constant unfolding. And taking risks is the process of peeling back the layers of what you are and who you want to be. |
PHOEBE ENG |
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It was a quick in-an-out trip down the mountain.
I didn't even go to my favorite grocery (Aldy's) or stop for lunch anywhere (and there are soooo many wonderful places to eat!)
I just went to the doctor, came on home. Perhaps feeling under the weather, as they say.
And as I walked into the Asheville Pulmonary offices, this greeted me. I pulled out the handy dandy phone to capture this luxurious dogwood.
And stopped at a light I had the opportunity to capture these wonderful tile roofs of The Cathedral of All Souls. One of these day's I'll try looking inside these unique buildings.
My pulmonologist visit was a normal 6 month check in about COPD and bronchiectasis. I've been doing fine using the two machines that help...one to help me cough up stuff using a saline nebulizer treatment, and a C-PAP to help me breathe from sleep apnea. I did say I was feeling really lethargic, taking more naps, and just feeling low energy. Dr. Stashinko listened to my lungs and heard congestion, so is trying me on an antibiotic for 10 days. I've sure taken a lot of them in the last few years, and wish that I hadn't needed them so often. But I do have a bit more energy now after the first few days!
I've been in Physical Therapy to hope to improve or at least retain posture where my head is not bent so far forward (the good old sign of aging, or something to do with vertebrae.) So far I've improved my range of motion of my arms, which still do not go straight over my head. But yesterday I was on that huge ball sitting and doing some motion from my hips. I'd already done some sit/squats to the chair. But when I got up from the ball I felt like I had sea legs...seriously, remember when you get off a boat and dry land seems to heave around you? I clumped into the chair nearby and that was the end of that session. Even resting didn't cure it though. I kind of loose-jointed-walked to elevator, car, then home. Eating a banana and sitting with a cup of coffee did help.
And sitting here I just checked, yes, I can walk around now a bit more securely. Perhaps a bit of low blood-sugar also I'm thinking. Isn't it fun being old and thinking about all this? About 50 years ago, I was more concerned about the clothes I wore and my hair and makeup!
Today's quote:
Taught from their infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.
-Mary Wollstonecraft, reformer and writer (1759-1797)
This is Maria Popova, a young genius editor of The Marginalian Newsletter. She was the MC for various talented creative people who gave their own poetry or that of famous others. Maria also gave a wonderful historic narrative of astronomy as it developed. The Greeks, for instance, didn't have the word for science (and she told when it was adapted) but the Greeks left all these musings to philosphers.
My stills from the video of several presenters:
Notes from April 8 Eclipse Day
Walked over the parking lot, then the wood slatted deckway with my cart of laundry. Said hi to John, the paraplegic diabetic who has a little long haired dachshund named John Wayne. John loves to sit in his reclining chair in the sun and just bake. He listens to his little radio/phone while sunning. I teased the dog that he should be thrown in the washing machine with my wash...just kidding. The laundry room was empty, and I started my one load for now. I have a lot more that needs to be washed, but I'm still low on energy.
I excused myself from the rocking chair group on the porch in the shade, who seemed to enjoy saying it was Judgement Day, and all kind of strange things. I said that was interesting, and went home. Took a photo of the pink dogwood across from my front porch. It's been silhouetted against the sky most times I've tried today.
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. |
HELEN SCHUCMAN |