I was just watching my cat watching a squirrel burying treasure under the weeping willow.
Shhh… don’t tell anyone you know where the treasure is buried.
Squirrels get squirrelly when they realise you’re watching them. They’ll pretend to bury their treasure… hehehehe… you thought it was there but they didn’t bury it there because they realised you were watching.
Squirrels are rather fascinating.
One of the treasures the squirrel was burying are seed pods which come from a tree in the garden (can’t remember what it’s called and can’t be bothered to re-look it up for the umpteenth time). Those seed pods are covered in spikes (nope, it’s not a Horse Chestnut) and the squirrel wraps the prickly seed pods in a leaf to carry them safely in its mouth.
Or at least that’s what I’ve concluded it’s doing with the leaves by watching it.
I suppose I could look it up to see if a professional natural science person has posted about this, made it official, and I’m right.
I do love looking things up…
But sometimes it’s better to just look and think for yourself, and not look for confirmation of what you thought about for yourself.
Sometimes it isn’t about being right… it’s about something else.
Then again it can be fun to look things up, find that you’re wrong and… hmmm… about it.
The other day I read a brilliant article – The Amazon Is Not Earth’s Lungs – Humans could burn every living thing on the planet and still not dent its oxygen supply by Peter Brannen – don’t worry, he’s not advocating burning every living thing at all, he’s simply saying “Don’t Panic!” just because the News is saying PANIC!!! but do care, and don’t just care briefly because you’re panicking after being told to PANIC!!! and care by the news.
“The Amazon is a vast, ineffable, vital, living wonder. It does not, however, supply the planet with 20 percent of its oxygen.
As the biochemist Nick Lane wrote in his 2003 book Oxygen, “Even the most foolhardy destruction of world forests could hardly dint our oxygen supply, though in other respects such short-sighted idiocy is an unspeakable tragedy.”
The Amazon produces about 6 percent of the oxygen currently being made by photosynthetic organisms alive on the planet today. But surprisingly, this is not where most of our oxygen comes from. In fact, from a broader Earth-system perspective, in which the biosphere not only creates but also consumes free oxygen, the Amazon’s contribution to our planet’s unusual abundance of the stuff is more or less zero. This is not a pedantic detail. Geology provides a strange picture of how the world works that helps illuminate just how bizarre and unprecedented the ongoing human experiment on the planet really is. Contrary to almost every popular account, Earth maintains an unusual surfeit of free oxygen—an incredibly reactive gas that does not want to be in the atmosphere—largely due not to living, breathing trees, but to the existence, underground, of fossil fuels.”excerpt from The Amazon Is Not Earth’s Lungs by Peter Brannen
I wasn’t looking anything up when I ended up reading that article, I was just browsing…
similarly to when I was just watching my cat watching a squirrel burying treasure…
…seeing what would catch my attention and make me enjoy the activity of thinking for myself.
I wasn’t always allowed to think for myself.
I was regularly told what to think and what not to think.
How to think and how not to think.
What thoughts must never be thought…
I was regularly told what to care about and what not to care about (one of those “things” not to care about was me… I’m not a “thing” am I? Don’t think about that!).
I was regularly told to PANIC!!! and panic I did.
Also regularly… the things I was expected to panic about were not worth panicking about.
I grew up with narcissists and they panic (and expect others to panic because they’re panicking, so it must be super panic stations stuff!!!) about the silliest things… yet, they don’t care about what truly needs to be cared about and not just briefly due to panic.
Reminds me of the time I fainted in a busy restaurant.
I’ve told this story before on my blog because it’s one of those stories which became a point of personal reference for me about my relationship with my parents, and what was important to them and what wasn’t. And how I was going along with it… why?
I was about 14 yrs old at the time.
The restaurant was packed, hot… I actually passed out at the table before I fainted but no one noticed except for me. I excused myself and tried to go outside for fresh air, but didn’t make it.
I crash landed and hit the edge of a chair, chipping my tooth. The staff picked me up and hustled me quickly outside, plonking me down in a chair in the street.
By the time my mother noticed that I was missing… it had been a while. She didn’t actually notice anything… the staff finally figured out which table I belonged to and notified her of the situation.
She was annoyed with me for causing a scene – only she was allowed such a privilege, and for ruining her evening… oh, and for ruining my perfect teeth and smile. Yup that was the PANIC!!! stations part of the whole incident. My perfect teeth and smile had been ruined and it was my fault.
And no, she didn’t ask me if I was pregnant like some of the restaurant goers did because teeheehee…
And she didn’t ask me if I was okay like one member of the restaurant staff did when they brought me a glass of water.
Why would she… all that mattered to her was her, not me. I had ruined her evening and ruined my teeth which somehow were hers not mine.
If I accidentally broke a glass, my mother would go ballistic… and never once did she ask if I was okay? Had I cut myself? All that mattered was that one of her precious glasses had broken (and it didn’t matter if they were expensive or cheap glasses, they were her glasses).
Narcissists are strange, their priorities and what they value… it doesn’t matter to them if the Amazon burns as long as their ego is intact, their facade is pristine, their public image hasn’t suffered. They’ll pretend to care about it… if it makes them look good. But they don’t care about it because they’ve chipped their nail and… PANIC STATIONS EVERYONE NOW!!!
Last night while watching the first episode of the second season of an American TV show – Instinct – which is sort of psychological but also sort of very ridiculous (one victim got frozen in a cryogenic machine used for prologuing life and youth)… the main character stated that 6% of the population has NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder).
That surprised me as up until that moment I thought the official figure was 1% of the population.
Professional people have been getting pissy with non-professional people like me discussing narcissists and blowing everything out of proportion. There aren’t as many narcissists as you stupid amateurs say they are!!! But maybe there are… maybe professionals have changed their stats after a bit of hmmm-ing… maybe the amateurs aren’t so stupid after all (doubt the professionals have thought or said that).
I haven’t been looking that kind of thing up lately. I do still read about narcissism, but it’s only if an article catches my eye while browsing.
By the way… I loved my chipped tooth during the time it was free to stayed chipped, I smiled more often, more genuinely during that time and was proud of my broken smile, before it was fixed by my mother arranging for a professional to make the aberration magically disappear.
When a dentist recently told me it was ugly and needed to be redone for me to have a perfect smile… I told him I’d think about his opinion and advice. It’s still “ugly”.
I don’t see my teeth when I smile, only others see it… but I do feel the quality of my smile. And frankly, it’s quite useful having a broken smile… those who have a problem with it and want me to fix it, fix myself, for them – Do I really want those sort of people in my life? Fixing me?
If you can’t see passed the superficial… and the superficial is super important to you, it’s best if you look elsewhere for whatever it is you’re looking for.
All of that ties in (in my psyche anyway) with the New Moon in Virgo which just so happens to be joining up with my natal Moon in the 12th house of hidden stuff…
I’ve read a few posts by different astrologers offering their perspective of the New Moon, of all the planets now traveling through Virgo and the ones aspecting it from other Earth signs…
These are the links plus some thoughts I had while reading their posts:
Welcome to the Movie Theater of Your Mind by Amanda Painter – this one struck me because I’d recently said something very similar to what she said and yet not quite in a comment on a post I read by a fellow WP blogger… about popular films they hadn’t seen… all of which I’ve seen.
I don’t think any film is a must-see, and if you haven’t seen it, then it doesn’t matter. But if a lot of people think it’s a must-see… it’s worth seeing just to see why others think it’s a must-see. It’s a way of understanding the collective consciousness and unconscious.
I watch and have watched a lot of films. It’s an activity I enjoy partly because of the thought journeys it inspires. I view films like they’re dreams – someone else’s dream which I can see, which we can all watch together and interpret… similarly or differently.
The other night I saw Lucky… awesome Indie film! A throwback slightly to old-style Westerns and yet not that at all. It’s all about getting old and just being yourself. Or at least that’s how I perceived it. It’s slightly surreal… David Lynch makes an appearance.
Virgo New Moon: What’s Right with You? by April Elliott Kent – A couple of things struck me in her post.
First up, I’d recently mentioned in my last post experiencing my very Leo mother as being super perfectionist nit-picky critical… April has a lot of Leo going on in her natal chart (she’s one of those rare astrologers who shares her own astro) and her mother had Virgo Moon and Venus in Pisces (both of which I have opposing each other and part of a challenging T-square with Neptune).
My mother loved telling me what was wrong with me… she expected me to fix it to please her.
I used to call her Mrs. Fix-It – she took it as a compliment, I didn’t see it that way but hey… whatever floats your boat.
She was as critical with others as she was with me, a saint and martyr trying to fix everyone else who was so imperfect, had so much wrong with them… once they were fixed her life would finally be what she wanted it to be, but others just wouldn’t do as they were told.
If you needed someone to point out what was wrong with you… she would do that, and expect you to be grateful forever, lucky you!
It was nice to read a totally different experience of a vaguely similar dynamic.
And I loved this from her post:
“I thought of Mom when a Virgo friend posted about honesty one day on Facebook. She wrote something like, “People think that being honest means criticizing people for everything that’s wrong about them. But I believe honesty also means that when someone is really wonderful, or has done something amazing, then I should tell them that.””excerpt from Virgo New Moon: What’s Right with You? by April Elliott Kent
New Moon in Virgo, August 30, 2019 by Diane from Libra Seeking Balance – what I liked about this post about the New Moon was the simplicity of it, which Earth signs value greatly.
Whoever came up with that acronym – K.I.S.S. (Keep It Simple Stupid) – was probably very Earthy… although the blatantly calling others “Stupid” part… is a bit Fire-sign-y.
Earth signs may think something you’re doing or saying is “stupid” but may not say it out loud because it may be impractical to do so…
and they’re less likely to think you’re stupid, it’s just what you’re saying or doing which they think is stupid…
Earth signs know they can be stupid too but it doesn’t make all of you stupid, just that bit in that moment…
…and Earth is all about being practical, like a squirrel covering a prickly seed with a leaf to protect its mouth as it carried it to bury that treasure.
Oh, speaking of stupid and earth… this Earthy Cappy sun forgot that I used this as my post’s featured image:
It’s a pebble which kept eyeing me as I moved stuff from one place to another. I tried to ignore it, I even told it to stop looking at me, because…
Well, I have a habit of collecting random stuff found on the ground, important and valuable earth treasures – often it’s pebbles which look like other things to me or which simply “speak” to me.
I eventually gave up trying to ignore this one… isn’t it gorgeous!!!
If something hadn’t broken that pebble (it wasn’t me), and revealed what was hidden inside of it…
I did have another thought I wanted to share, but I’ll keep it hidden for now… until I hmmm… about it some more.
That’s it from me… over to you, your turn to share whatever you would like.
It’s okay if you prefer to stay hidden… it’s lovely to see you when you show yourself!