marian e.g.
@mariamne.bsky.social
lover of word, images, books, essence
for your inspiration, just today read good article about Cohen in Tricycle, even an eye opener in some ways … always loved his equanimity - “You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but you could feel it.” Shozan JH 🙏
November 25, 2025 at 6:40 PM
for your inspiration, just today read good article about Cohen in Tricycle, even an eye opener in some ways … always loved his equanimity - “You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but you could feel it.” Shozan JH 🙏
“I only want kind people, as I believe I can do this robbery without weapons or even the threat of violence. “I need people who can work with love,” I keep saying.”
🙏
💟
🙏
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November 12, 2025 at 6:20 PM
“I only want kind people, as I believe I can do this robbery without weapons or even the threat of violence. “I need people who can work with love,” I keep saying.”
🙏
💟
🙏
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and just when i thought this might be God speaking about us humans
“WARNING
Ants, beware --
I walk too fast
to keep watch
down there!”
jobe
this made me smile,
and thought 💭 of one of the meanings of name Mary being “rebel” as well 🙂 being humble and stubborn ⚖️ - blessings
“WARNING
Ants, beware --
I walk too fast
to keep watch
down there!”
jobe
this made me smile,
and thought 💭 of one of the meanings of name Mary being “rebel” as well 🙂 being humble and stubborn ⚖️ - blessings
October 16, 2025 at 3:35 PM
and just when i thought this might be God speaking about us humans
“WARNING
Ants, beware --
I walk too fast
to keep watch
down there!”
jobe
this made me smile,
and thought 💭 of one of the meanings of name Mary being “rebel” as well 🙂 being humble and stubborn ⚖️ - blessings
“WARNING
Ants, beware --
I walk too fast
to keep watch
down there!”
jobe
this made me smile,
and thought 💭 of one of the meanings of name Mary being “rebel” as well 🙂 being humble and stubborn ⚖️ - blessings
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🙏☺️David Whyte… great Poet, Poetry
Geese writing their silhouettes into the sky, and then the end of poem, through ashes black ending in “Light”
🙏☺️David Whyte… great Poet, Poetry
Geese writing their silhouettes into the sky, and then the end of poem, through ashes black ending in “Light”
October 12, 2025 at 1:45 PM
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🙏☺️David Whyte… great Poet, Poetry
Geese writing their silhouettes into the sky, and then the end of poem, through ashes black ending in “Light”
🙏☺️David Whyte… great Poet, Poetry
Geese writing their silhouettes into the sky, and then the end of poem, through ashes black ending in “Light”
so often Jobe’s poetry offers words to Self
“I am hoping that today the children will invoke the gods for peace. If we must kill,then let mankind come to an end. Let the oceans rise up&swallow us all…. But I am hoping that a quiet day is coming, and that the night will love the children again.”
🪿
“I am hoping that today the children will invoke the gods for peace. If we must kill,then let mankind come to an end. Let the oceans rise up&swallow us all…. But I am hoping that a quiet day is coming, and that the night will love the children again.”
🪿
October 11, 2025 at 5:08 AM
so often Jobe’s poetry offers words to Self
“I am hoping that today the children will invoke the gods for peace. If we must kill,then let mankind come to an end. Let the oceans rise up&swallow us all…. But I am hoping that a quiet day is coming, and that the night will love the children again.”
🪿
“I am hoping that today the children will invoke the gods for peace. If we must kill,then let mankind come to an end. Let the oceans rise up&swallow us all…. But I am hoping that a quiet day is coming, and that the night will love the children again.”
🪿
Body is like old car;) new are rare moments of an almost blessed joy & quietude…
So no “Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” here like Dylan Thomas prescribed;)
try to embrace gentler path... ✍️ 🌸 📚 🧗♀️
Hope you are well too 🙏
So no “Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” here like Dylan Thomas prescribed;)
try to embrace gentler path... ✍️ 🌸 📚 🧗♀️
Hope you are well too 🙏
September 30, 2025 at 6:10 PM
Body is like old car;) new are rare moments of an almost blessed joy & quietude…
So no “Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” here like Dylan Thomas prescribed;)
try to embrace gentler path... ✍️ 🌸 📚 🧗♀️
Hope you are well too 🙏
So no “Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” here like Dylan Thomas prescribed;)
try to embrace gentler path... ✍️ 🌸 📚 🧗♀️
Hope you are well too 🙏
“days slip away one after another
until years & decades are gone
looking up into the sky in autumn
sipping coffee & considering the fact
that I am now deep into my own autumn” —
Jobe
🦌
“A footstep
snapping a twig”
🙏
‘Deep into own
autumn’ too wonder, aware something is new — m
✨
🌲
until years & decades are gone
looking up into the sky in autumn
sipping coffee & considering the fact
that I am now deep into my own autumn” —
Jobe
🦌
“A footstep
snapping a twig”
🙏
‘Deep into own
autumn’ too wonder, aware something is new — m
✨
🌲
September 25, 2025 at 5:35 PM
“days slip away one after another
until years & decades are gone
looking up into the sky in autumn
sipping coffee & considering the fact
that I am now deep into my own autumn” —
Jobe
🦌
“A footstep
snapping a twig”
🙏
‘Deep into own
autumn’ too wonder, aware something is new — m
✨
🌲
until years & decades are gone
looking up into the sky in autumn
sipping coffee & considering the fact
that I am now deep into my own autumn” —
Jobe
🦌
“A footstep
snapping a twig”
🙏
‘Deep into own
autumn’ too wonder, aware something is new — m
✨
🌲
Photo of Moon in Aquarius i made from my balcony on September 5th in middle of night. Had woken up, and on floor of living room shone a bright light.
It was Moon’s Light. Almost like a 🌸flower that night
It was Moon’s Light. Almost like a 🌸flower that night
September 7, 2025 at 6:44 PM
Photo of Moon in Aquarius i made from my balcony on September 5th in middle of night. Had woken up, and on floor of living room shone a bright light.
It was Moon’s Light. Almost like a 🌸flower that night
It was Moon’s Light. Almost like a 🌸flower that night
“the idea of giving up
all of my .. ambitions
seems like a gift to me now
a christmas present
the winter sky at night
a cold storm blows in
I raise my arms up to heaven
love and compassion
then emptiness
no thought at all
is the best thought after all”
— jobe
🌸
youtu.be/yXuq6XpoasE?...
all of my .. ambitions
seems like a gift to me now
a christmas present
the winter sky at night
a cold storm blows in
I raise my arms up to heaven
love and compassion
then emptiness
no thought at all
is the best thought after all”
— jobe
🌸
youtu.be/yXuq6XpoasE?...
September 7, 2025 at 6:39 PM
“the idea of giving up
all of my .. ambitions
seems like a gift to me now
a christmas present
the winter sky at night
a cold storm blows in
I raise my arms up to heaven
love and compassion
then emptiness
no thought at all
is the best thought after all”
— jobe
🌸
youtu.be/yXuq6XpoasE?...
all of my .. ambitions
seems like a gift to me now
a christmas present
the winter sky at night
a cold storm blows in
I raise my arms up to heaven
love and compassion
then emptiness
no thought at all
is the best thought after all”
— jobe
🌸
youtu.be/yXuq6XpoasE?...
🙂May the forces of evil become confused on the way to your house.
George Carlin
Great dream!
🌸
George Carlin
Great dream!
🌸
August 20, 2025 at 4:39 PM
🙂May the forces of evil become confused on the way to your house.
George Carlin
Great dream!
🌸
George Carlin
Great dream!
🌸
Might have been from another substack post but love this part of poem of jobe, resonating
June 28, 2025 at 6:15 PM
Might have been from another substack post but love this part of poem of jobe, resonating
“🙏Sixty-eight summers pass,(76 here)&I am still a fool. I do admire consistency. All is illusion&duality, &still I walk myself into positions of opinion. This and that. Yesterday and today. It's foolishness, I know. Saṃsāra. From the park across the street I can hear a mockingbird…it needs no name.
June 12, 2025 at 6:04 PM
“🙏Sixty-eight summers pass,(76 here)&I am still a fool. I do admire consistency. All is illusion&duality, &still I walk myself into positions of opinion. This and that. Yesterday and today. It's foolishness, I know. Saṃsāra. From the park across the street I can hear a mockingbird…it needs no name.
Bijzondere Mens.
Heb jarenlang deze foto (1) van hem gekoesterd:)
Heb jarenlang deze foto (1) van hem gekoesterd:)
June 9, 2025 at 5:43 PM
Bijzondere Mens.
Heb jarenlang deze foto (1) van hem gekoesterd:)
Heb jarenlang deze foto (1) van hem gekoesterd:)
Thank you, am
well enough again and a mixture of sadness&joy …
🕊️
🙏that gathered in your poetry the words: “Shiva sings … – with a Bronzen age humming bariton 🎵 …… life is life is life”
a thought that brought
smile 🌙
🌦️
🙏
well enough again and a mixture of sadness&joy …
🕊️
🙏that gathered in your poetry the words: “Shiva sings … – with a Bronzen age humming bariton 🎵 …… life is life is life”
a thought that brought
smile 🌙
🌦️
🙏
June 5, 2025 at 7:27 PM
Thank you, am
well enough again and a mixture of sadness&joy …
🕊️
🙏that gathered in your poetry the words: “Shiva sings … – with a Bronzen age humming bariton 🎵 …… life is life is life”
a thought that brought
smile 🌙
🌦️
🙏
well enough again and a mixture of sadness&joy …
🕊️
🙏that gathered in your poetry the words: “Shiva sings … – with a Bronzen age humming bariton 🎵 …… life is life is life”
a thought that brought
smile 🌙
🌦️
🙏
“Had she done this before? Here? He didn't know, but obeyed. Her face was soft, she was a lovely woman, and the tree, well, it felt like a tree. They were still for a moment&the man felt his consciousness fading away. He felt at one with the earth, like he had roots.”
“Gone,gone,to the other side”🙏
“Gone,gone,to the other side”🙏
May 11, 2025 at 4:05 PM
“Had she done this before? Here? He didn't know, but obeyed. Her face was soft, she was a lovely woman, and the tree, well, it felt like a tree. They were still for a moment&the man felt his consciousness fading away. He felt at one with the earth, like he had roots.”
“Gone,gone,to the other side”🙏
“Gone,gone,to the other side”🙏
Thought: Hass/hatred never blooms, until i discovered the Hass avocado, that must have bloomed before transformation into 🥑 took place…
♥️
“When avocado appears, we are in a fertile time of new beginnings and adventures on both the conscious and unconscious level.”
🙏
♥️
“When avocado appears, we are in a fertile time of new beginnings and adventures on both the conscious and unconscious level.”
🙏
April 22, 2025 at 7:40 PM
Thought: Hass/hatred never blooms, until i discovered the Hass avocado, that must have bloomed before transformation into 🥑 took place…
♥️
“When avocado appears, we are in a fertile time of new beginnings and adventures on both the conscious and unconscious level.”
🙏
♥️
“When avocado appears, we are in a fertile time of new beginnings and adventures on both the conscious and unconscious level.”
🙏
☺️ what made pop in was 1 “Pip” -&yes,
x is not perfect
but who/what is
so blessings anyway,
take care
🙏 ✨
“In ancient Greece X &Y were presented in a “mystical"& coded form through word Psyche(ΨΥΧΗ):soul,an equation unknown in its self,to be solved if we would like to solve mystery of life”
x is not perfect
but who/what is
so blessings anyway,
take care
🙏 ✨
“In ancient Greece X &Y were presented in a “mystical"& coded form through word Psyche(ΨΥΧΗ):soul,an equation unknown in its self,to be solved if we would like to solve mystery of life”
March 25, 2025 at 1:13 PM
☺️ what made pop in was 1 “Pip” -&yes,
x is not perfect
but who/what is
so blessings anyway,
take care
🙏 ✨
“In ancient Greece X &Y were presented in a “mystical"& coded form through word Psyche(ΨΥΧΗ):soul,an equation unknown in its self,to be solved if we would like to solve mystery of life”
x is not perfect
but who/what is
so blessings anyway,
take care
🙏 ✨
“In ancient Greece X &Y were presented in a “mystical"& coded form through word Psyche(ΨΥΧΗ):soul,an equation unknown in its self,to be solved if we would like to solve mystery of life”
and then somewhere find this, a p.s
“To philosophize is to learn how to die.”
– Cicero
i do not know, it takes our Soul in ☁️ ⛅️ 🌙 away from body, experiencing the Now?
grateful for Heraclitus’ words always was, for brought more awareness of honoring the moment,
love word to sanctify;)
🙏 river
“To philosophize is to learn how to die.”
– Cicero
i do not know, it takes our Soul in ☁️ ⛅️ 🌙 away from body, experiencing the Now?
grateful for Heraclitus’ words always was, for brought more awareness of honoring the moment,
love word to sanctify;)
🙏 river
March 25, 2025 at 12:53 PM
and then somewhere find this, a p.s
“To philosophize is to learn how to die.”
– Cicero
i do not know, it takes our Soul in ☁️ ⛅️ 🌙 away from body, experiencing the Now?
grateful for Heraclitus’ words always was, for brought more awareness of honoring the moment,
love word to sanctify;)
🙏 river
“To philosophize is to learn how to die.”
– Cicero
i do not know, it takes our Soul in ☁️ ⛅️ 🌙 away from body, experiencing the Now?
grateful for Heraclitus’ words always was, for brought more awareness of honoring the moment,
love word to sanctify;)
🙏 river
they try to give word and image to what is unknowable… try to live in between … having two legs ,one uniting spine, head, heart.. knowing - ultimately - we cannot know
just passing by, a quick 👋…
m
youtu.be/lnvv1Lgj9zM?...
just passing by, a quick 👋…
m
youtu.be/lnvv1Lgj9zM?...
March 25, 2025 at 12:18 PM
they try to give word and image to what is unknowable… try to live in between … having two legs ,one uniting spine, head, heart.. knowing - ultimately - we cannot know
just passing by, a quick 👋…
m
youtu.be/lnvv1Lgj9zM?...
just passing by, a quick 👋…
m
youtu.be/lnvv1Lgj9zM?...
February 18, 2025 at 3:52 PM
🤔 ng about the value of ducks, geese, swans too.. swimming, diving not too deep, walking on earth, flying long distances … metaphors.. the woman that lives on my ceiling brought me a candle, cute bee wax angel … saturday, grateful for lights when sky is grey youtu.be/FmlimQIscwA?...
December 14, 2024 at 1:47 PM
🤔 ng about the value of ducks, geese, swans too.. swimming, diving not too deep, walking on earth, flying long distances … metaphors.. the woman that lives on my ceiling brought me a candle, cute bee wax angel … saturday, grateful for lights when sky is grey youtu.be/FmlimQIscwA?...
TY.. still not feeling at home here, different lay out feels small like cage and old brain after 14 years still too accustomed to twitter/x .. but glad to see you here too☺️
December 11, 2024 at 8:29 AM
TY.. still not feeling at home here, different lay out feels small like cage and old brain after 14 years still too accustomed to twitter/x .. but glad to see you here too☺️
see this as a buddhist way of memento mori… that is making one more awake, aware of the wonder still breathing … & grateful nature and earth are Doing and Being … 🌀
December 1, 2024 at 6:38 PM
see this as a buddhist way of memento mori… that is making one more awake, aware of the wonder still breathing … & grateful nature and earth are Doing and Being … 🌀
poetry touches realms where prose cannot enter …
blessed Friday be
blessed Friday be
August 9, 2024 at 12:54 PM
poetry touches realms where prose cannot enter …
blessed Friday be
blessed Friday be
#WOMENSART
1: Indigenous Australian artist
Alma Nungarrayi Granites,
Seven Sisters Dreaming, 2016 #WomensArt
See in 2 they are called: The seven sacred pigeons
Stars in morning 🌦️🌤️
1: Indigenous Australian artist
Alma Nungarrayi Granites,
Seven Sisters Dreaming, 2016 #WomensArt
See in 2 they are called: The seven sacred pigeons
Stars in morning 🌦️🌤️
December 8, 2023 at 6:50 AM
#WOMENSART
1: Indigenous Australian artist
Alma Nungarrayi Granites,
Seven Sisters Dreaming, 2016 #WomensArt
See in 2 they are called: The seven sacred pigeons
Stars in morning 🌦️🌤️
1: Indigenous Australian artist
Alma Nungarrayi Granites,
Seven Sisters Dreaming, 2016 #WomensArt
See in 2 they are called: The seven sacred pigeons
Stars in morning 🌦️🌤️