Tag Archives: Environment

Social Media Day

Don’t look it up, I’d be afraid Congress has actually named such a day 🙂

And Damn It!  There is such a day.  World Social Media Day was June 30th, 2019.

Ok, so I’ve been neglecting my blog.  Neglecting all of my social media.  But I’ve been filling every moment of everyday actually living.  Now there’s an odd thought, well not really.

It is actually a very healthy thing to do once and a while – unplug from the electronic world.

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Back in MP Country

Well, I’ve meandered back into the lands that produce some of my favorite wild flowers.  And this has to be one at the top of my list – the Mariposa Lilly.  High desert delicate beauty.

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I love how the little green bee is clinging tightly to a stamen.  🙂  And since I’m back here, I plan to re-post one of my personal favs where I tried to describe this flower.  Not re-post per se, but I set it back in as one of my pinned posts at the top of my home page – can’t miss it. 🙂

Try it Again

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Bluebell

I’m back for one of those sporadic posts.  I’m taking the day off.  Time to regroup a little, get the gear back in order, and give the old muscles a bit of a rest.

I encountered this little beauty on the trail yesterday, with its little spider friend . . .

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When You’re Headed West . . .

Yes, the sun rises behind you.

That’s what those side mirrors are for. 🙂

The old, one-handed while driving cell phone shot.

I wanted to offer my apologies as I’m in motion right now and may be absent or here sporadically for a while.  Hopefully, I’ll return occasionally with a good tale or two.  And, of course, to catch up on all of your great posts!

So far, the wildlife and wildflowers have been amazing !  Pics to follow too.

In Metta

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All the Buzz at Work

As you know, I love words and phrases and the way people construct ideas.  Sometimes it’s extremely creative, and other times, well, it gives me a nice laugh.

And, I’m back with another set of buzzwords for the workplace.

So, the new terms for today are “Micromoves,” Productive Distraction,” and “Arrival Fallacy.”

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Dragonflies and Catalpas

My shadow was short this morning.

I had hit the trail late and the sun was close to being directly overhead.

I should have started earlier, much earlier, because it was already 90 degrees and with 70 percent + humidity, it’s stifling out here.  The air is heavy, thick, hard to breathe.  Kind of like you’re underwater, but it’s hot water.

More like thick steam.

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Being “Woke” Part 4 – What Does It Mean? And Who Cares?

Well, I’ve been developing this series to try to draw the conversation into to what it means to be “enlightened” or “conscious” in our gender roles.  Particularly for men.

I’ve talked about matriarchal versus patriarchal societies, the origins of the buzz word “woke” and cultural appropriation, and Alpha and Beta males.  So now comes the easy part.  The list.

Lists can be helpful, but they can also over-simplify things.  Regardless, in this case, I think it’s important to provide that list, or someone else’s list, to serve as a basis of discussion.

So just what does it mean, or what is it supposed to mean if you are a “Woke Dude?”

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A Moment of Reflection – WTF!

In the past couple of years or so, a small cohort of friends and I have entered into our retirement phases.  Retirement from careers, that is, not life.  In fact, one might say life begins anew at this time.

We suddenly have time to do the things we want.  Of course, we have to figure what those are.

And I was having a discussion with one of those friends yesterday about this very topic because he asked me to read over a article he had written about his experiences and how he is now free of the toxic environment in which he worked.  It’s a good piece and I hope he publishes it somewhere.

If you’re a Facebook friend you will have already seen this, but here is the reply I sent him after reading his piece.  With a couple of minor edits and spacing added for flow  . . .

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Tse’itsi’nako – “Thought Woman” Being Woke – Part 1

Yesterday, I posed an open-ended question regarding women’s and men’s gender roles and the concepts surrounding modernity’s spin on “re-awakening” in these roles.  And the comments have been great and insightful!

But before I travel down that path of personal pontification over what I believe I’m currently witnessing in this regard, I wanted to relay another story.  A story about a matriarchal society.  And in some ways, I’m not sure it’s accurate to call it that.

Perhaps “balanced” is a better word.

Now I love aboriginal creation stories.  Some people refer to these as myths, but I would say no one story is better conceived than any other and we might all learn something if we stop and take a breath once and a while.  Open ourselves up to wider perspectives.  Expose ourselves to other cultures and different avenues of thought, reasoning, creativity, and belief.

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Query

So, I’m walking backwards today.  I’ve often said I do things backwards in life, in terms of my career growth, progression of tackling various challenges, both mental and physical, etc.  But today, I’m applying this to writing a post for the blog.

I usually get some type of thought bubble, stumble upon related materials and then try to link them all together.  A draft comes together.  I polish and post it.  And I enjoy, and learn from, the comments that follow.

Today, I’m going to ask for comments before I write.  Yes, the backwards approach.

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First Camp

There is a sort of calm that takes over as twilight turns to night sky.

As the sun sets, the nuclear fuel driving the shifting breezes subsides.  The towering tree branches no longer swaying back and forth.  Releasing their grips with neighboring limbs.  As if some inaudible song had reached the outro of its final chorus and the dancers now return to their seats.  Resting their mighty legs for tomorrows gyrations.

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