Like all evergreens, the ivy is immortality and eternal life; it is also revelry; clinging dependence; attachment; constant affection; friendship.
Christian: Everlasting life; death and immortality; fidelity.
Egyptian: ‘The plant of Osiris’, immortality.
Greek: Sacred to Dionysos who is crowned with ivy and whose cup is an 'ivy cup’; his thyrsus is encircled with ivy and one of his emblems is a post sprouting ivy leaves.
Semetic: Sacred to the Phrygian Attis; immortality. The ivy-leaf is phallic, depicting the male trinity.
[Source: An Illustrated Encyclopedia of Traditional Symbols by J.C. Cooper]
If your healthy boundaries upset someone, let them work it out. If your self-compassion upsets someone, let them work it out. If your well-being upsets someone, let them work it out. If your joy upsets someone, let them work it out.
Final design outcome of the belt attachment to vial box. I do need to get two clasps so they can hook onto the vial box. I have silver ones but for this I’ll need bronze ones. Overall I like how its come out. Will have full picture up in the near future. … … …
Making a belt attachment to go to the vial medical box I made. So it will have two ways to be worn. Design almost looks like a face mask one would wear to a ballroom dance back during the renaissance. Will have to test it out when all done to see how it supports the vial box, such as comfort wear, or if the box will tug or make belt sag on waist and so forth.
Sometimes when i take photos of my cats theyre just like
Then other times its like
Okay some backstory on this (and I just figured this out)
Mango, the calico, was hella close to my mom. Like, to the point where she mimiced my mom’s illness (e.g. my mom throws up, she’ll throw up not long after) and even started acting “motherly” to me (as much as she can anyway, mainly trying to comfort me when im upset) when she figured out my mom wasn’t coming home.
My mom passed back in November and, obviously, Mango missed her. I even saw that she had cried on some occasions.
Anyway that blanket in the last photo was the one that my mom used most of the time. Ever since i had washed it and started using another blanket, I noticed that Mango stopped laying on me as often. I found out why when i saw that an entire matt of her fur (shes old, fluffy, and sick so she sheds A LOT) was on the folded green blanket on the back of the couch. It’s the one she associated as my mom’s and shes been using it as her little perch so I decided to just let her have it as her own (also since my other cat claimed the little house i made for them)
“We are like children building a sand castle. We embellish it with beautiful shells, bits of driftwood, and pieces of colored glass. The castle is ours, off-limits to others. We’re willing to attack if others threaten to hurt it. Yet despite all our attachment, we know that the tide will inevitably come in and sweep the sand castle away. The trick is to enjoy it fully but without clinging, and when the time comes, let it dissolve back into the sea.”
Do you struggle with your attachment styles? Or do you have attachment issues? Perhaps you struggle with codependency or unhealthy relationships. Let’s dive deep into attachment styles explained, so we can better understand how to develop healthy relationships in our life. Perhaps you have a codependent mother, or an abusive relationship, an abusive boyfriend, or an unhealthy relationship, we have to look at our attachment styles to break unhealthy patterns in our relationships. In this video I will share with you the four attachment styles.
The truth is kindness is the sure way to form that unbreakable bond with your slave.
Trauma bonding, only works, if inbetween the torture, isolation and destructive, you take care of them.
Taking care of them creates gratitude and makes then codependant on you. Unlike the torture that they know you do so because it makes you hard, they can see no reason why you are being kind.
Tenderness after an extreme beating when they exhausted and vulnerable and have no defences makes them form an attachment to you, it doesn’t matter that you caused the pain because now you tend her bruises and wash and feed them and they worship and often love you for it. You tell her she is a good girl and you’re proud of her, making her feel worthy and adding to her feeling of belonging to you. Opening a need to scrifice herself further on the alter for your praise.
What more you don’t let them do anything, for themselves even bathe themselves, this fosters helplessness and the more helpless they become the more power you have.
I was doing some research into Buddhism, and hit upon a revelation that I had to share with all of you real quick!
In the West, we tend to view Buddhism as being inherently contradictory. “How can it be a pursuit of joy when all of life is suffering, and we need to practice non-attachment to escape it?”
This is due, in part, to a mistranslation of Sanskrit terms, which do not have an exact equivalent in English. When we translate dukkha as “suffering,” it would perhaps be more accurate to say “unsatisfactoriness.” The Buddha taught that our misconceptions lead us to find life to be pervasively filled with a sense of wrongness and dissatisfaction.
What is the biggest misconception, the biggest “ignorance,” then? That is that we exist as an individual self that is separate, cut off from the rest of existence. Attachment to an object or sensation is a product of one feeling a disconnection from that object or sensation - when, in reality, we are all part of one huge, wonderful whole. There’s nothing to attach to in the first place, once you realize it was a part of you and you were a part of it all along!
Ignorance of this truth also breeds aversion, or hatred, as well. When you come to accept that we are all one, you could never bring yourself to hurt anyone or anything else, for that would be tantamount to hurting yourself.
I’m sorry to spring this on all of you out of the blue, but I’ve kind of been having a spiritual awakening recently, and I’m incredibly inspired! Thank you for reading, and may the Tree of Life always shelter you!
