d'Philip
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Sammy the Zen Warrior cat is curled upon my root chakra, giving me a X-Mas morning soul tune-up…best gift of the morning.
December 25, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Sammy the Zen Warrior cat is curled upon my root chakra, giving me a X-Mas morning soul tune-up…best gift of the morning.
Sending good wishes for rest, warmth, and connection—now and as we step into the new year. May peace show up in ordinary, human ways.
December 25, 2025 at 4:30 PM
Sending good wishes for rest, warmth, and connection—now and as we step into the new year. May peace show up in ordinary, human ways.
The Longwave Home is Located on Apple Podcasts now…and Hippo, Birdie, Two Ewes for all my 12/07 twins!
December 7, 2025 at 5:10 PM
The Longwave Home is Located on Apple Podcasts now…and Hippo, Birdie, Two Ewes for all my 12/07 twins!
With just hours to go before our first episode of The Longwave Home drops (exclusively on Apple Podcasts), I am beyond thrilled and so very grateful for the team behind this incredible project…and this is just the first (pilot) episode of 48 monthly updates…so tune in, turn on and drop everything!
December 7, 2025 at 5:16 AM
With just hours to go before our first episode of The Longwave Home drops (exclusively on Apple Podcasts), I am beyond thrilled and so very grateful for the team behind this incredible project…and this is just the first (pilot) episode of 48 monthly updates…so tune in, turn on and drop everything!
Sammy the cat took me on a morning walk, showed me this perfect spot for the future to start…tree stump, old, ancient, disguised as decaying memories, is actually a perch to look over the rolling foothills, mystery fog dissipates, reveals a potential future. Not bad for the last day of my 63rd year!
December 6, 2025 at 6:55 PM
Sammy the cat took me on a morning walk, showed me this perfect spot for the future to start…tree stump, old, ancient, disguised as decaying memories, is actually a perch to look over the rolling foothills, mystery fog dissipates, reveals a potential future. Not bad for the last day of my 63rd year!
It saw something bright and moving and alive—and reached out, thorns and all, just to be near it. Not to strangle the joy. Just to hold on. Just to feel it shimmer. #LetItClimb
July 14, 2025 at 1:09 PM
It saw something bright and moving and alive—and reached out, thorns and all, just to be near it. Not to strangle the joy. Just to hold on. Just to feel it shimmer. #LetItClimb
One or three more before I leave for the protests…
#Nocrownforclown #tacodonny #diaperdonny
#hbdfelon #trumpsucks
#Nocrownforclown #tacodonny #diaperdonny
#hbdfelon #trumpsucks
June 14, 2025 at 5:01 PM
One or three more before I leave for the protests…
#Nocrownforclown #tacodonny #diaperdonny
#hbdfelon #trumpsucks
#Nocrownforclown #tacodonny #diaperdonny
#hbdfelon #trumpsucks
I worry that Trump’s staging—National Guard deployments, even Marines—isn’t just theater. It’s a trap. He wants broken windows. He wants fire on the screen. He wants just enough chaos to declare an insurrection and crown himself the solution.
#nocrownforclown #tacodonny
#fu4547 #peaceprotest
#nocrownforclown #tacodonny
#fu4547 #peaceprotest
June 14, 2025 at 3:38 PM
I worry that Trump’s staging—National Guard deployments, even Marines—isn’t just theater. It’s a trap. He wants broken windows. He wants fire on the screen. He wants just enough chaos to declare an insurrection and crown himself the solution.
#nocrownforclown #tacodonny
#fu4547 #peaceprotest
#nocrownforclown #tacodonny
#fu4547 #peaceprotest
June 14, 2025 at 3:30 PM
Sunset at Moonstone Beach, Cambria, California on my 23,165th rotation on this big, wet, beautiful rock that’s hurling around that huge, unstable burning ball of gas..it’s a miracle we’re here at all, but man..this shit never gets old.
May 11, 2025 at 3:27 AM
Sunset at Moonstone Beach, Cambria, California on my 23,165th rotation on this big, wet, beautiful rock that’s hurling around that huge, unstable burning ball of gas..it’s a miracle we’re here at all, but man..this shit never gets old.
The art of caring for the dying is the art of listening to what is not said, of holding space without filling it, of understanding that sometimes the greatest act of love is simply to be there — fully, quietly, without expectation. Good night Mommy.
April 29, 2025 at 5:52 AM
The art of caring for the dying is the art of listening to what is not said, of holding space without filling it, of understanding that sometimes the greatest act of love is simply to be there — fully, quietly, without expectation. Good night Mommy.
I don’t really understand the concept of #caturday yet I’m keenly aware of the way Samson (Sammy, to those who know him) will follow me and our dog (Mozzie) every day for our mile walk up the road. Never have I had a cat that walked along with the dog before; wish we all could get along that well.
March 8, 2025 at 4:50 PM
I don’t really understand the concept of #caturday yet I’m keenly aware of the way Samson (Sammy, to those who know him) will follow me and our dog (Mozzie) every day for our mile walk up the road. Never have I had a cat that walked along with the dog before; wish we all could get along that well.
On my mind today...she would've been 41 years old.
November 18, 2024 at 7:16 PM
On my mind today...she would've been 41 years old.
November 3, 2024 at 10:13 PM
Feeling feline and fine this morning...how's your weekend?
November 2, 2024 at 5:04 PM
Feeling feline and fine this morning...how's your weekend?