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Sarah Moorcroft's avatar

Oh Samantha, I felt the bite of that brutal Orkney wind against my face. Your thoughts are like a balm to the chaos of our bizarre time. And yet, there in the background stands the old man of Hoy, as he has for - I have no idea, thousand, hundreds of thousands of years, first as land, then eroded by the sea, now sea stack, ogled by ferry trippers, and visitors to Hoy alike, diminished maybe, but still standing. These cruel self serving men cannot hope to survive more than a few more years. We stand together, creative, caring and loving beings that we are. Communities of kindness will overcome the banal, brutal lies of narcissistic men! We hope together. Thank you for your words x

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Baird Brightman's avatar

"it’s just a speck, a fleeting part of something inconceivably vast, complex and unknowable. Somehow this helps. I feel lighter, my sense of self less dense, less important, my edges blurred, just a little."

The sense of AWE is an antidote to our strong inclination toward narcissism and self-aggrandizement.

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