To my Portuguese friends here on Micro.blog with little ones - I’m thinking of @Portufraise and @maique, and also others who I have overlooked - I have just read this story, Santa shortage in Portugal and I’m thinking of you. I hope that you make it through this Christmas season without too many tears. πŸŽ…

πŸ€• Headache since last night and not through lack of coffee. I’ve plenty going on but will rest up when I can.

I had a strange dream last night which involved ActivityPub, something which until a month or so ago I knew nothing about…I’m only just getting my head around it now.

Anyway, in the dream I was interacting with someone who appeared to be in two places at once and it was because the person had activated ActivtyPub for themselves. The person could interact with both places that she (I think that the person was a woman) was in, one being fixed, the other being somewhere else - with the fixed place itself appearing to be elusive. I could interact with her, but she kept on fading into the other place, while still being in the fixed place. Yes, I was confused as well.

I’m not sure of the meaning of this, but the dream stayed with me after I woke up, and that is unusual for me.

My first micro post from MarsEdit 5. Thank you @danielpunkass

Allow the vicissitudes of life smooth the hardness in your heart.

Finished reading: Fairy Tale by Stephen King. King’s writing kept me going, the story not always. πŸ“š

🌨️ Listening through open windows to the sound of rain gently falling.

My wife bought this Advent Calendar for the grandchildren. A draw for each day. She has dropped a couple of treats into each one.

Wooden Advent Calendar with a draw of goodies for each day.

🏳 Getting lost on omg.lol

πŸ₯± Some days I just can't seem to shake tiredness out of my body.

πŸ‘¨β€πŸŒΎ Tired after an afternoon in the garden.

🀫 All is quiet and still.

November 2022 newsletter letter

November 2022 Hello and welcome to the November 2022 edition of my newsletter. I write this sitting outside at dusk. I look out on the shadows of the night, as lights from distant houses break the darkness. It’s still. Very still. The wind of last week, and that which helps to keep these islands cool, has blown itself out. I sit listening to the crickets, to a distant dog bark, occasional traffic on the nearby highway (a two lane road running the length of Maui’s north east shore).

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Just follow the instruction

I’ve written about this before in relation to meditation, and it has been prominent in my mind again. As such I felt like reflecting on what the message is that accompanies this instruction at this time. Goals With any given meditation instruction I find it is very easy to imagine where I should be on the completion of such practice - that is if completion is a thing with regard to meditation.

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My mother kept all the letters and cards that I sent to her from my travels over the years. Now she has passed them onto me.

Maybe there is a story in there?

Letters I sent home from my travels

A visitor this morning.

A bee on my finger

A misty evening.

Rain and mist lit up by driveway car and house lights

Today has felt like a winter’s day in Britain. Constant drizzle, low hanging misty cloud, and now thunder. The only difference? Although there is a definite drop in temperature, winter has arrived here in Maui, I have been walking around in shorts and a t-shirt.

πŸ“» Listening to Classic FM while working - UK in Hawaii.

πŸ– Beach day.