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![]() ![]() With the secrets his father had kept from him now revealed, he is tormented about what to do with the time travel device that has done more good for him than harm.ĭaniel and Aimee have no doubt that they want to stay together forever, but knowing they have the ability to travel forward in time if there is a crisis provides a loophole that has good and bad implications. His life is complete now that she has chosen to live in his familiar Yellowstone wilderness of 1810. ![]() Learning to overcome dangers and discover her calling will be more difficult without modern technology and conveniences of the 21st century.ĭaniel Osborne has seen the future, and he wants no part of it, except the woman who is his heart song. But a life 200 years in the past is filled with challenges. Aimee Donovan's mountain man of her dreams came to 2010 to find her and take her home, and now they can live together forever. Everything she'd hoped for has come true. ![]() ![]() ![]() She seemed to quiet a bit while I held her hands in mine. They tried to order me out but Fanny cried out for me again. Oh, Jane, her pretty hands are like claws. Of course, I did not look like myself in the mask, but at last she knew my voice and gripped my hands with her thin fingers. She wears one every time she goes near Fan. I wanted to hug her but Aunt would not let me get close until I put on a mask. ![]() She stared at me with big glassy eyes and called out, "Fee. The worst moment, almost, was when I came to her bedside and she did not know me. I marched right past Aunt, who was doing her best to stop me in my tracks. They said I must not go in but Fanny fixed that by calling out my name in a hoarse voice. I pushed her out of the way, Jane, and rushed up to our room. "I am sorry to have to tell you this, Fiona, but you need to be prepared," she began. Next Fanny would start choking on phlegm and come down with pneumonia. Grandmother, who likes to make things sound as bad as possible, told me this and added that the doctor said fever was the first stage of the Flu. But Fanny got feverish a few days after she arrived home. She got brought home from Aunt Jessica's a week or so ago because their son George caught the Flu and was sent home from university. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() In the days that follow, Bethany’s body is discovered, and the police launch an investigation. She says nothing to anyone about what has happened: she has already lost her best friend and can’t bear to lose her dog, too. Alice, panic-stricken, grabs the animal and runs home. (The daisy-chain detail always felt slightly awkward, but it was necessary for the ending to land.) Suddenly, out of nowhere, the dog violently turns on Bethany and kills her. ![]() ![]() They’re laughing, gossiping, and they pause at one point to make daisy chains for each other. In my favorite one, two girls, whose names were, say, Alice and Bethany, are walking through a meadow with Alice’s dog. The ghost stories were told in utterly un-spooky conditions-in broad daylight, against the hum and clatter of the cafeteria-but I used to carry them home with me like treasures, to be turned over and marvelled at after dark. There was a period-we must have been eleven or twelve-when nothing compelled us more than made-up fear, and each day we’d rush to school eager to share some newly concocted tale of horror. It was the nineties, and we lived in Oxford, England. My friends and I used to tell one another ghost stories when we were young. ![]() ![]() And last, not least, this is one big extended family: All but a few islanders can trace their lineage to a single man” (Swift 6). It is a near-theocracy of old school Christians who brook no trade in alcohol, and kept a major movie from filming in their midst over scenes of sex and beer. Its virtually amphibious men follow a calendar set by the Chesapeake Bay blue crab, and they catch more of the prized delicacy than anyone else. ![]() ![]() Swift reckons with the popular romanticized view of the island- “here people live so isolated for so long that they have their own style of speech, a singsong brogue of old words and phrases, twisted vowels, odd rhythms. In Chesapeake Requiem: A Year with the Watermen of Vanishing Tangier Island, Virginia based journalist Earl Swift employs ethnographic methods to investigate life on Tangier island in the context of current and historic events. Earl Swift, Chesapeake Requiem: A Year with the Watermen of Vanishing Tangier Island. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() If it improves their position relative to you, then the right response is congratulations rather than resentment. The beauty of exchange, again, is that it makes both people better off. There will always be someone with something we want but don’t have. The propagandist Danilov was right in the 2001 movie Enemy at the Gates. However, inequality is not morally important. And, of course, some people will point with at least some justice to the problems of inequality. 1 You have as much right to stop someone from spending the wrong way as you have to stop them from kissing or praying the wrong way. Competition means more and more of the gains from innovation have gone not to the innovators themselves or to grasping producers but to consumers.Įxchanges hurt no one-at least, as Paul Heyne points out, no one with a right to be consulted. It is not an exchange means both parties are better off. Karl Marx thought exchange was mutual swindling. But, unfortunately, it’s an inadequate description of the Bourgeois Era, where for about two-and-a-half centuries, people had been enriching themselves by enriching others. It’s an understandable thing to believe throughout most of history when the way to enrich yourself was to make other people poorer. It sees the world as a story of an unending struggle over a fixed prize such that someone who has something only has it because someone else does not. People believe many myths, but I suspect few are as pernicious as the zero-sum fallacy. ![]() ![]() ![]() Rytkheu studied at the literary faculty of Leningrad State University from 1949 to 1954. In order to earn money for travel and life, the future writer was hired for various jobs: he was a sailor, worked on a geological expedition, participated in the hunting game, was a loader at a hydro base. Therefore, he decided to independently go to Leningrad for training. Rytkheu graduated from a seven-year school in Uelen and wanted to continue his studies at the Institute of the Peoples of the North, but due to his age he was not among those who were seconded to this university. Since the Soviet institutions did not recognize the Chukchi names, in the future, in order to obtain a passport, the future writer took a Russian name and patronymic, and the name "Rytkheu" became his last name. At birth, the boy was given the name Rytkheu, which means "unknown" in Chukchi. Yuri Rytkheu was born on Main the village of Uelen in the Far Eastern Territory (now the Chukotka Autonomous Okrug) in the family of a hunter-St. He is considered to be the father of Chukchi literature. He was a Chukchi writer, who wrote in both his native Chukchi and in Russian. ![]() ![]() One woman cuts through old pipes with a power saw. They rhythmically sway and shuffle to the music. LONSDORF: The kids Hanna is referring to are the dozen or so 20- and 30-somethings clearing away the rubble. ![]() H YURCHENKO: (Through interpreter) I came to this cleanup by myself, but I'm just so grateful for these kids. This is the small village of Kolichivka in northeastern Ukraine, which was under heavy attack in the early weeks of Russia's large-scale invasion. LONSDORF: On the 7 of March, she says, she watched as not one but several rockets hit her home. She can't rebuild until it's been cleared. Hanna hands apples to the workers shoveling piles of debris into metal buckets, clearing away the destruction so that the house can someday be rebuilt. It's a grim setting, but the mood is light. ![]() She walks around what was once her home, now not much more than a foundation littered with broken brick and shards of glass. It's a drizzly afternoon on one of the first cool days of fall. KAT LONSDORF, BYLINE: Sixty-six-year-old Hanna Yurchenko carries a basket full of apples freshly picked from the trees next door. ![]() War is awful, but war cleanup - one grassroots organization in Ukraine is trying to make it fun by bringing young people from the cities into villages destroyed by fighting. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Recoverees need to grieve the death of safety and belonging in their own childhoods – the death of their early attachment needs. Grieving also supports recovery from the many painful, death-like losses caused by childhood traumatization. ![]() Grieving aids the survivor immeasurably to work through the innumerable death-like experiences of being lost and trapped in emotional flashbacks. Grieving is an irreplaceable tool for metabolizing and resolving the overwhelming feelings that arise during emotional flashbacks. No amount of intention or epiphany can bypass one’s need to learn to lovingly care for himself when he is suffering from the emotional flashbacks of C-PTSD.Įmotional flashbacks are regressions that take the survivor back to the excruciating states of fear, humiliation, abandonment, helplessness and hopelessness that he nearly drowned in during childhood. Insight, as crucially important as it is, is never enough in recovery. ![]() This article explores the role of grieving in treating childhood trauma and Complex Posttraumatic Stress Disorder. How can I sell sorrow, when you know it’s blessing?” -RUMI “You have caught me”, grief answered, “And you’ve ruined my business I saw grief drinking a cup of sorrow and called out: “It tastes sweet doesn’t it?” GRIEVING and COMPLEX PTSD By Pete Walker, M.A ![]() ![]() ![]() It appears that the emblem books were, in many cases, actual extensions of Pythagorean and Platonic metaphysics. Today, those well informed in the Orphic Mysteries and the mystical speculations of the Neoplatonists can interpret the design with little difficulty. A careful study of the emblem books of that period reveals that most of the figures and designs were based upon Egyptian or Greek mythology, and like the alchemical symbols, perpetuated the secret teachings of esoteric fraternities. The seventeenth century restoration of learning gradually brought about a Universal Reformation as proclaimed in the Fama of the Rosicrucians. ![]() To avoid persecution and at the same time perpetuate for the benefit of qualified disciples the more advanced formulas of the ancient wisdom, the sacred truths were presented symbolically through the beautiful engraved devices of the emblem writers. After the collapse of the pagan cultural institutions, it was unlawful to teach classical learning or to advance scientific knowledge contrary to the prevailing scholasticism. The human being himself was a microcosm-a miniature of the cosmos. They conceived creation itself to be a symbol or figure through which the Divine Will manifested its purposes and intentions-thus by analogy, the world revealed God, and man revealed the world. Mystical speculations about God, the world, and man occupied the minds of many medieval scholars and theologians. ![]() |