I am hooked into someone else’s drama this morning, analyzing and spectating in my mind. I need to examine what hooked me, there’s important information there. Spectating and commenting are forms of avoidance. What am I avoiding?
Me, myself is calling out for more self care today. I have come down with a very nasty cold/cough. I plan to lay low & not leave the house. Spending time with hot tea, vitamins & herbs & cough medicine!!!
🕊️❤️
My advocacy for people with autism and mental health struggles is now in its 3rd encarnation. Martin and I launched our foundation starting last night called “Marloc 9X.” It comes from my 1st 2 encarnations of Project 9X and LT1992 respectively for 2 months from September-November of 2024 and 7 months just recently from January-August of this calender year. It all comes down to the right soil.
MarLoc 9X operates from American soil. Ngoc told me that in social settings that collective cultures are higher context while the US is lower context. But I added that correction and care are lower context in collective cultures while the US is higher context. The school of thought in collectivism is that when we’re uncomfortable or emotionally distressed from our elders care and correction, we need to let it roll off a duck’s back and keep going, because they went great lengths to sacrifice for us. The school of thought in the US is that one needs to feel comfortable when receiving care and be put into a more favorable position to improve. Marloc 9X allows me to build off my strengths and gives me a friend to collaborate with.
Marloc9X comes from both him and I being 90s babies. I was a New Years baby in 1992 while he was born in 1998. He and I are very similar in getting straight to the point, perfectionism tendencies, and logical thinking. Both of us have matured around the same time. It’s also why we can get quite goofy when getting together or talking on the phone.
Loc, you make an important point here: “The school of thought in collectivism is that when we’re uncomfortable or emotionally distressed from our elders care and correction, we need to let it roll off a duck’s back and keep going, because they went great lengths to sacrifice for us. The school of thought in the US is that one needs to feel comfortable when receiving care and be put into a more favorable position to improve.” I think there is a flavor of collectivism in many cultures. A rift can open up when kids of immigrants start advocating for their own need for care and improvement. Some parents feel offended, or worse, they use the idea of their own sacrifice as a bludgeon, and are closed off to different perspectives. It can be a hard thing to navigate.
My home and my practice are calling for my care. We are finally getting our living room tables in today, so with setting those up, I will feel better about placing art and photos on the walls. We’ve waited since we thought we might have to rearrange a few times for the room to look and feel the way we’d like it to. And my Yoga practice is calling for my care. I have been practicing, but I am being pulled to find connection and community, so I am going to make an effort to find a class. The real challenge seems to be finding a studio that is not heated!
I have been travelling. Chicago was very good to me! Returning to my quiet home, my heart says settle in, reflect, and sink into the deep appreciation for both sides of this energetic coin. 🍁🍂🍁
Mary 2, This builds upon my answer when I talked about Marloc9X foundation advocating for people with autism and mental health struggles. Martin is a songwriting friend I met at McNally Smith College of Music. Advocacy is built on collaboration. Your response about settling in, reflecting, and sinking into a deep appreciation for both sides of the energetic coin resignates with me.
It’s OCTOBER!! Spooky season 🎃🦇👻🧹🧙♀️💀 My heart and soul LOVE this time of year. Will enjoy all it offers – looking forward to my PA trip next week, my annual haunted hayride, change in weather.
My heart is calling for me to take better care of my heart. I recently reinvigorated my exercise program. I have a very serious exercise background as a fitness instructor for years and then the last several years working at a desk new habits were created that are being reshaped so that they serve my longevity.
I’m not sure what this means, but my heart is calling me to get out of Canada. It is beautiful here, but it is so bad for humans. It’s a great place for cars, but not for people and this hurts my heart every day. I need to go to a place that is functional for humans, not just for machines again. Unfortunately there’s nothing I can do about this for at least two years. I am stuck doing a “return of service” for that grant I got in Ontario. The only way I could possibly take care of my heart like that in Ontario would be to move back to Ottawa or start a whole new thing in Toronto.
The tenacity of life. My care, my respect, my intrigue, my awe of this place we call home. Earth. The continuous cycle of death and rebirth of life. Impermanence of all and the renewal of all. The saga of the Indian Paintbrush continues. This past summer I wrote of some Indian Paintbrush that grew by our supply ditch. I would give them supplemental water every few days. A pretty splash of color in a drought. Very few wildflowers except along the ditch bank. Even the cactus appeared distressed. Then one by one the flowers were consumed by an unknown creature. Looking at the tracks, I think it was a kangaroo rat. Well, fast forward to early fall and beneficial rains, more than 4 inches, have begun to quench the soil. The river picked up and I have some irrigation water for a while. Lo and behold that Indian Paintbrush has been revived and already flowered. Its inner intelligence is trying to make seed once more in the same growing season after being cut off at the knees, so to speak. My heart calls out for life.
Peace, Love & Light
Hello October, everyone!
First of all, your comments on my post yesterday made my day beautiful. Thank you so much for that.
When I shift my attention to my heart, I notice that I need more coping methods to fight anger calmly. It helps nourish my heart and my mind. Second, I also need to stand up and move around more besides screen time.
May everyone stay healthy; we all deserve care! ♥
My Ngoc, You woke up way earlier than me, so you probably didn’t get to see my response. My autism and mental health struggles advocacy project started in its 3rd encarnation last night with Martin. The foundation name is “Marloc 9X.” Reencarnation is a new interest I just recently got interested in.
Not too long ago, I only saw reencarnation as a religious form. Now, I see it beyond that. It’s just a space when putting it in a nutshell. Getting into this interest helps me understand Paw Mu better on where she’s coming from when telling me to clean up everything yester year. Right soil is everything. My advocacy works best on American soil.
I will help my friend storing the wood needed for her home to be warmed in winter. For the rest, may be echoing EJP: Strenght, wisdom and healing for my true heart and soul…
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I am hooked into someone else’s drama this morning, analyzing and spectating in my mind. I need to examine what hooked me, there’s important information there. Spectating and commenting are forms of avoidance. What am I avoiding?
Me, myself is calling out for more self care today. I have come down with a very nasty cold/cough. I plan to lay low & not leave the house. Spending time with hot tea, vitamins & herbs & cough medicine!!!
🕊️❤️
Feel better soon, PKR!
My own well being.
My advocacy for people with autism and mental health struggles is now in its 3rd encarnation. Martin and I launched our foundation starting last night called “Marloc 9X.” It comes from my 1st 2 encarnations of Project 9X and LT1992 respectively for 2 months from September-November of 2024 and 7 months just recently from January-August of this calender year. It all comes down to the right soil.
MarLoc 9X operates from American soil. Ngoc told me that in social settings that collective cultures are higher context while the US is lower context. But I added that correction and care are lower context in collective cultures while the US is higher context. The school of thought in collectivism is that when we’re uncomfortable or emotionally distressed from our elders care and correction, we need to let it roll off a duck’s back and keep going, because they went great lengths to sacrifice for us. The school of thought in the US is that one needs to feel comfortable when receiving care and be put into a more favorable position to improve. Marloc 9X allows me to build off my strengths and gives me a friend to collaborate with.
Marloc9X comes from both him and I being 90s babies. I was a New Years baby in 1992 while he was born in 1998. He and I are very similar in getting straight to the point, perfectionism tendencies, and logical thinking. Both of us have matured around the same time. It’s also why we can get quite goofy when getting together or talking on the phone.
Loc, you make an important point here: “The school of thought in collectivism is that when we’re uncomfortable or emotionally distressed from our elders care and correction, we need to let it roll off a duck’s back and keep going, because they went great lengths to sacrifice for us. The school of thought in the US is that one needs to feel comfortable when receiving care and be put into a more favorable position to improve.” I think there is a flavor of collectivism in many cultures. A rift can open up when kids of immigrants start advocating for their own need for care and improvement. Some parents feel offended, or worse, they use the idea of their own sacrifice as a bludgeon, and are closed off to different perspectives. It can be a hard thing to navigate.
My home and my practice are calling for my care. We are finally getting our living room tables in today, so with setting those up, I will feel better about placing art and photos on the walls. We’ve waited since we thought we might have to rearrange a few times for the room to look and feel the way we’d like it to. And my Yoga practice is calling for my care. I have been practicing, but I am being pulled to find connection and community, so I am going to make an effort to find a class. The real challenge seems to be finding a studio that is not heated!
I have been travelling. Chicago was very good to me! Returning to my quiet home, my heart says settle in, reflect, and sink into the deep appreciation for both sides of this energetic coin. 🍁🍂🍁
Mary 2, This builds upon my answer when I talked about Marloc9X foundation advocating for people with autism and mental health struggles. Martin is a songwriting friend I met at McNally Smith College of Music. Advocacy is built on collaboration. Your response about settling in, reflecting, and sinking into a deep appreciation for both sides of the energetic coin resignates with me.
It’s OCTOBER!! Spooky season 🎃🦇👻🧹🧙♀️💀 My heart and soul LOVE this time of year. Will enjoy all it offers – looking forward to my PA trip next week, my annual haunted hayride, change in weather.
🐇🐇🐇
My heart is calling for me to take better care of my heart. I recently reinvigorated my exercise program. I have a very serious exercise background as a fitness instructor for years and then the last several years working at a desk new habits were created that are being reshaped so that they serve my longevity.
I’m not sure what this means, but my heart is calling me to get out of Canada. It is beautiful here, but it is so bad for humans. It’s a great place for cars, but not for people and this hurts my heart every day. I need to go to a place that is functional for humans, not just for machines again. Unfortunately there’s nothing I can do about this for at least two years. I am stuck doing a “return of service” for that grant I got in Ontario. The only way I could possibly take care of my heart like that in Ontario would be to move back to Ottawa or start a whole new thing in Toronto.
The tenacity of life. My care, my respect, my intrigue, my awe of this place we call home. Earth. The continuous cycle of death and rebirth of life. Impermanence of all and the renewal of all. The saga of the Indian Paintbrush continues. This past summer I wrote of some Indian Paintbrush that grew by our supply ditch. I would give them supplemental water every few days. A pretty splash of color in a drought. Very few wildflowers except along the ditch bank. Even the cactus appeared distressed. Then one by one the flowers were consumed by an unknown creature. Looking at the tracks, I think it was a kangaroo rat. Well, fast forward to early fall and beneficial rains, more than 4 inches, have begun to quench the soil. The river picked up and I have some irrigation water for a while. Lo and behold that Indian Paintbrush has been revived and already flowered. Its inner intelligence is trying to make seed once more in the same growing season after being cut off at the knees, so to speak. My heart calls out for life.
Peace, Love & Light
My heart sings,
dear Joseph,
for the return of your
Indian Paintbrush. ♥
Hello October, everyone!
First of all, your comments on my post yesterday made my day beautiful. Thank you so much for that.
When I shift my attention to my heart, I notice that I need more coping methods to fight anger calmly. It helps nourish my heart and my mind. Second, I also need to stand up and move around more besides screen time.
May everyone stay healthy; we all deserve care! ♥
My Ngoc, You woke up way earlier than me, so you probably didn’t get to see my response. My autism and mental health struggles advocacy project started in its 3rd encarnation last night with Martin. The foundation name is “Marloc 9X.” Reencarnation is a new interest I just recently got interested in.
Not too long ago, I only saw reencarnation as a religious form. Now, I see it beyond that. It’s just a space when putting it in a nutshell. Getting into this interest helps me understand Paw Mu better on where she’s coming from when telling me to clean up everything yester year. Right soil is everything. My advocacy works best on American soil.
I will help my friend storing the wood needed for her home to be warmed in winter. For the rest, may be echoing EJP: Strenght, wisdom and healing for my true heart and soul…
Strength, wisdom and healing for my true heart and soul….