#onemind

[ikigairekodo]

Ikigai Rekōdo curated playlists for your listening pleasure👂🏼🪲✨ (Link in the bio) Miss you Dave 🕊 • • • #ikigairekōdo #ikigairekodo #curatorsofinspiration #archiveark #reasonforbeing #vibras #lightworkers #ikigaiichiban #onemind #ikigailibrary #newplaylist #playlist #hiphop #funk #experimental #soul #edm #ikigairekōdoplaylist #ikigairekodoplaylist #delasoul #riptrugoythedove #riptrugoy https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpn_o7arg4m/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[comiiical]

open. dorian. 40. bi. top.

context: our muses are out in the forest, camping, they know each other since they’re children, and they made a promise when they were teenagers that if they didn’t get anyone by the time they made it to this day, they’d get married to one another.

wanted fcs: brett dalton, adam demos, steve howey, chris evans, chris hemsworth. around 35-45 so the muses are the same age. 

because the plot can easily adapt to him you can also request bruno in his place.

Out in the forest, with the tent over his head and the sound of rain pouring, Dorian felt too uncomfortable. Not so much by other’s presence per se, but hte temperature that was accumulating inside to have two people, one of whom was not precisely short, within its embrace. So without giving it too many thoughts, and under the sleeping bag, he toyed with his clothes until he was bare naked, “oh, yes, that’s so much better.” Said groaning, directing his gaze to the other. “Hey, you didn’t bring me to the forest today because the promise we made is due to this date, did you?” He asked then reaching out iwht a hand to capture the other’s nose playfullly.

#open #onemind #usfw 🔞 smut

[handfulofhealing]

I need some tumblr friends. Nice people who like to talk. 18+ please

#send messages #chat #dms open #text me #dm me #planet earth #onemind #lovely #life #beauty #send me stuff #bored #new friends #fall season #frienship #pretty #lets chat #talk to me #peaceful

[junods2408]

I had a dream… Awareness-based Leadership

Do you remember about the dreams you had as a child?

Is one of them, or some of them, still vivid in your memory?

If yes, this dream is much more than “a simple dream”. It is your North star, a vision for your life, an energy rooted in the core essence of your being. Which will unfold with time and shape your life path.

Today I have decades of experience as a finance and people management executive, either in international groups, or in SME’s and startups. And all the while I was exercising this profession, with enthusiasm, dedication and satisfaction, it is actually my passion for the people and their potential that provided me with the greatest moments of joy and fulfilment.

It took me a long while to understand that the dream I had when I was ten was this energy acting: at school we had been asked to write an essay titled “What would you do, had you all freedom and means to achieve what you wish for?”. In short this is what I wrote: Each time I see, meet a person suffering I would like to be able to press a button and cure that person.

Today I am still a business woman, and also an acknowledged healer and wisdom keeper. Recognized as such by wisdom keepers of traditions originating from New Zealand, Mongolia as well as South & North America – even before a word between us was exchanged.

Awareness-based self-leadership – this is how the activity of a healer can also be described. It starts with a quiet mind: erratic thoughts are gone and one feels at peace. And then purified thoughts, originating from a “crystal mind” emerge, directly coming from the field of intelligence surrounding us all, the “one mind” – or quantum field. This same process “Quiet Mind” to “Crystal Mind” to “One Mind” is at the core of awareness-based leadership. This is what we teach at Athena InsideOut Education. It is ancient wisdom and knowledge remembered, reactivated in each of our cells: www.athena-ioe.com.

#education #leadership #shamanism #purpose #resilience #sdg5 #equality #inclusion #mental health #quietmind #onemind #crystalmind #awareness based leadership #mindfulness #empowerment #personal growth #fulfillment #career #dream #we can be heroes

[hezekiahjudahbenisrael]

Romans 12:4 👉🏿For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office:👈🏿 Romans 12:5 👉🏿So we, being many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another.👈🏿 Romans 12:6 👉🏿Having then gifts differing according to the grace that is given to us, whether prophecy, let us prophesy according to the proportion of faith;👈🏿 Romans 12:7 👉🏿Or ministry, let us wait on our ministering: or he that teacheth, on teaching;👈🏿 Romans 12:8 👉🏿Or he that exhorteth, on exhortation: he that giveth, let him do it with simplicity; he that ruleth, with diligence; he that sheweth mercy, with cheerfulness.👈🏿 #OneMind #OneSpirit #OneTeam #OneFight #OneNation #OneLord #OneFaith #OneGospel #OneBaptism https://www.instagram.com/p/CoaCfJ6JKin/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#onemind #onespirit #oneteam #onefight #onenation #onelord #onefaith #onegospel #onebaptism

[elianaodeleya]

This journey is bigger than you or me but the only way we will reach our destination is together. #DOS #UNITY #OVERCOME #DIFFRENCES #ONEMIND #ONESPIRIT #ONEGOD https://www.instagram.com/p/CmiPXyPO5qk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#dos #unity #overcome #diffrences #onemind #onespirit #onegod

[miraculousminds]

The world where people live without the mind of self will be a truly joyful place to live, for all the people will be off one mind. Without the minds of suffering and burden, there will be days of endless laughter. It will be a world without divisions between nations, just where people are honored to live for others; a world where people work with laughter and leave joyfully; a world where all people live well - this is called heaven on earth.       -Woo Myung #heavenonearth #onemind #endlesslaughter #joyful #unitedasonefamilyoftheuniverse #love&careforeachltherusonemind https://www.instagram.com/p/CjjRft_pxFn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#heavenonearth #onemind #endlesslaughter #joyful #unitedasonefamilyoftheuniverse #love

[melneedsakidney]

Affirmation of the day. #Joy #Work #DailyAffirmations #OneMind #Unity #ScienceOfMind #CentersForSpiritualLiving #Spirituality #NewThought https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch9xFtKOwJc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#joy #work #dailyaffirmations #onemind #unity #scienceofmind #centersforspiritualliving #spirituality #newthought

[kvetchlandia]

Dave Heath Poet Janine Pommy Vega, 7 Arts Coffee Gallery, New York City 1959

It is written on the walls of the mountain though I have not seen it: I Love You Fernando.

Everytime a departure, another eye not seen again, to make it easier;

But it must come from inside this knowledge that I will live       though you are not with me, here       where I can see you.

Riding this broken road away, more alone than even the beginning, when you were Gone. Suddenly, & I clung to you, sending messages direct to your heart       where we are one       & you must receive these goodmornings to the clouds this oneminded unrelenting reach to you love & you only leaned over abysses Holding onto pain : Let time not change me! hanging into death                                                     — til now I have let flow a flicker in the sea & it rushed forth giving, so great is the need in the heart for healing       Love the prominence       love the perfect measure       we, just two frail receptacles       & love the transforming splendor.

So this departure also       how can I tell you good-bye? Having loved another eye & leaving behind this also, I am most alone.

Why is it I travel this road, this stark of sky      & a musician walks to work       his hands perhaps in his pockets       music animates his step, gauging his life, & go down over snows to a train I don't care about?

Still alive, & yet to learn, or I would not be here penetrating pain itself to find you, uncover what must be true that you are not here and I must know       who is half my life & deep       as the blood runs in me.

What length of days before I lay down       & the sorrow is turned upon itself, that its depth be the source of joy and I rise, unsevered?

-- Janine Pommy Vega, Untitled, from "poems to Fernando" 1966

[amaurotine-daydreaming]

VII. Noisome

“You like gysahl greens very much. Yes, very much. Just as the hunters told me.”

The chocobo at the Vath’s side chirped and dipped its head once more. Bracing the vegetable with one of its taloned feet, it tore off another broad leaf with its beak. The Vath stroked its soft flank as it continued observing its companion.

“They call me the Birdkeeper now,” the Vath said. “I am happy to have a name, yes, very happy. But you are strange for a bird.”

A big brown eye swiveled toward the Vath Birdkeeper quizzically, then went back to its meal. 

“You have the feathers and the wings, but you cannot fly,” the Vath Birdkeeper explained. That eye swiveled to them once more, a bit more balefully.

“Perhaps that is rude,” the Vath Birdkeeper amended, chastened. It moved its claw from the bird’s flank to its wing, smoothing down the ruffled feathers there. “You must forgive us for saying so. Indeed, please forgive us. You do not need to fly. For that we have our kongamatos.”

The chocobo relaxed, soothed by its master’s hand, and with a soft trill nudged the Vath Birdkeeper’s head with its own. The Vath Birdkeeper in turn clicked its mandibles, relieved. These birds were very understanding creatures, it had come to understand, but it had also come to recognize the guilt and sorrow it felt when upsetting them. Such feelings were alien when it was part of the Onemind.

“The hunters tell me we must choose a name for you,” the Vath Birdkeeper told its friend. “We find this difficult—very difficult. We have only just found our own name. We do not know how to name others yet.”

The current bunch of gysahl greens was now down to a nub no bigger than a large fruit. The chocobo tossed the last mouthful into the air and caught it, its gullet working as it slid down its throat. The Vath Birdkeeper patted it, impressed.

“The Vath come to these decisions because of a skill. A very special skill. The Storyteller, The Kintamer, The Deftarm.”

The chocobo chirped. The Vath Birdkeeper found these strange, flightless birds to be very good listeners.

“We hope you will like the name we give you. Since you cannot choose it yourself, we are told. But we do not know much about you yet. Only that you are a cho-co-bo. But all your kind share this name, yes?”

Another chirp. The chocobo craned its neck around and tucked its beak into its feathers, grooming. 

The Vath Birdkeeper nodded. “Such is the way of the Onemind. It is the way of the Vath to be individual, and this is what we wish for you, too.”

The red earth of the Forelands was taking on an even more fiery hue, and the shadows were growing long. As its companion went about its after-meal preening, the Vath Birdkeeper reached up and adjusted the saddle and its straps, checking that it was resting comfortably and securely. 

“Something you are skilled at…” the Vath Birdkeeper mused, next checking the straps on the simple pack and bedroll behind the saddle’s cantle. “You are very skilled at eating these greens. Indeed, very skilled.” The Birdkeeper peered around to where its companion’s head was still tucked. “Maybe we will give you the name Greenseater,” it ventured. 

The chocobo lifted its head, stretched its neck forward, and gave a short, shrill retort.

The Vath Birdkeeper winced. “I see. You do not like the name. Well, we are–” it tilted its head, hesitant, “I am–not called the Namegiver, and it seems this is for a reason.” 

It gently inspected the reins on its companion’s beak. “But you and I will come to an amicable solution, yes? An amicable solution.”

The chocobo bobbed its head. As the Vath Birdkeeper stood there, lost in the dilemma of a suitable name, its companion scratched its talons against the earth restlessly and prodded at the dirt.

“You are also very good at finding things in the soil. Perhaps… Earthdigger.”

The chocobo eyed them.

The Vath Birdkeeper’s shoulders slumped and its head bowed. “We will think on it further while we are on the road. Come.”

The chocobo obligingly knelt, and up into the saddle the Vath Birdkeeper swung. Its feet still scrabbled a bit at the stirrups, but it was careful not to accidentally scratch its friend, as it had done the first time the kind hunters at Tailfeather had tried to show them how to ride. 

“You know the gysahl green, but do you know about the others?” the Vath Birdkeeper asked, as they left the shelter of the forest for the open expanse of the Wastes. It nudged the chocobo’s flank and gently tugged on the reins, directing attention to a cluster of sprigs poking out of the ground a few paces away. Though the Wastes were very dry, the long leaves shone as if they were wet with rain.

“This one is called silver dew. The dragons find it noisome, yes, very noisome. We light our censers to keep them away.” The Vath Birdkeeper looked to the open sky, clicking its mandibles. “We appear to dragons a tasty snack. A tasty, savory snack. Crunchy on the outside, gooey on the inside. We find this thought distressing, so very distressing.” 

The chocobo shifted its gait, sensing its rider’s unease. A boon of these birds was how well they came to understand both words and nonverbal gestures, but the Vath Birdkeeper had to remind itself now to still its nervous clicking. Being able to understand a Vath’s feelings, the Birdkeeper thought, was not always helpful for either of them. 

“We will protect you from the dragons with this noisome silver dew,” it said, patting its companion’s neck. “They will not take you for a snack if you smell of it.”

Its companion whistled happily, and although the bird’s strides lengthened as they traveled, the pace remained leisurely. Similarly more at ease, not least of which because of a sky unclouded by any Dravanians looking for a meal, the Vath Birdkeeper took in its surrounds with a more inquisitive eye. 

It had always known these lands, but the idea of stopping and looking at this place for its beauty–or for anything that wasn’t food or a threat to the Onemind–remained new, even moons on. Every day, it found new things to simply look at, and marvel. It was glad its boon companion also had an appetite for the sights of the world, for even short journeys tended to become twice as long with the Vath Birdkeeper in the saddle.

The sun was only halfway behind the mountains, its light slanting long, and so the Birdkeeper consoled itself that the Vath of the guild could at least not scold them for arriving home from their journey after dark again.

The setting sun’s orange hues reflected off of the Vath’s carapace, but its companion seemed to simply absorb the color, lending its feathers a fiery glow.

“Sunkeeper?” the Vath Birdkeeper asked, surprised by the serendipity of inspiration. “Your feathers shine like the sun, they are so very golden and beautiful. Like you have captured the rays in your coat.

“If you do not mind sharing part of a name,” it added. “The hunters share names sometimes. They have a special word for it. We think it is ser-names. They put them in the front on some occasions, as with ‘Ser Jantellot.’ It is clearly respectful, yes, very respectful. But we have noticed that the ones who share names placed at the end are very close, like family.”

The Birdkeeper’s companion did something unusual then: it wiggled, its feathers puffed out not with displeasure or anxiety but with pride.

“Kweh!” it trilled.

“Sunkeeper,” the Vath Birdkeeper nodded, satisfied that its companion was satisfied. “Your name will be Sunkeeper.”

#ffxivwrite2023 #ffxivwrite #ffxiv #vath

[ikigairekodo]

New Ikigai Rekōdo playlists curated often enough to satisfy the music aficionado in all of US 👂🏼🪲✨ (Link in the bio) • • • #ikigairekōdo #ikigairekodo #curatorsofinspiration #archiveark #reasonforbeing #vibras #lightworkers #ikigaiichiban #onemind #ikigailibrary #newplaylist #playlist #hiphop #funk #experimental #soul #edm #ikigairekōdoplaylist #ikigairekodoplaylist https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpk2dYHr2BB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[raisengen]

One thing about the aftermath of Dorothy’s Vision:

The final boss, the superweapon, the reality-warping onemind is shut down by Dorothy. The control hub is destroyed, along with all the supporting technology to manage and produce the Transmitter. Without Dorothy’s cooperation, we can assume relaunching the project would be a tough task.

But the Transmitter itself? That already exists. It’s been used in field tests, it’s in the wild. Even if production has stopped, site 359 had lakes worth of the stuff.  Site 359 is a lake of the stuff. And the lake’s being cleaned up by the Columbian government alongside Rhine Labs.

The Transmitter is a revolution in casting technology. With this one conduit, the average Terran becomes a great Caster, and a great Caster becomes an exceptional one. Dorothy used it on herself, and we saw that it was a great improvement over both conventional Arts Units and the innate casting of the Infected.

Right now it’s all in the hands of the Columbian government. What will they do with it? It seems too much to hope it will all go into a vault, Indiana Jones-style, and be forgotten. Terra might be seeing a new form of super-caster on the battlefield soon. All that under-the-radar Columbian research finally pays off.

Will it all remain in the hands of the Columbian government? Maybe a barrel or two will fall off the back of a truck, maybe someone counts one too many crates while loading up transport. A very conservative estimate says a single barrel could contain 10,000 doses; given the size of “Awaken”, I could easily believe there was enough Transmitter at that site to inject the entire population of Terra.

Even a tiny fraction going missing represents potential mass proliferation. And unlike the superweapon of “Awaken”, using Transmitter as an Arts multiplier needs only one tiny injection to set a Caster up for a while. Perhaps for life. No control hub, no power supply, no infrastructure, no ammunition, no fuel.

Undetectable, undisarmable, untraceable. High-powered, and anyone who’s been trained in Arts knows how to use it. It’s the perfect gift for any insurgent, revolutionary, secret agent, gangster, guerilla, plotter, special operative, bandit, or outcast.

Eh, I’m sure it’ll be fine.

#Arknights #On the plus side #if anyone *does* try to revive the superboss #anyone equipped with Transmitter and some kind of broadcast link #could attempt to interfere #one sword keeps another in its sheath

[voidsentprinces]

Estinien was a young sheep herd who lost everything to Nidhogg's vengeance. He then survived training in Coerthas only for the Seventh Umbral Calamity and the fall of Dalamud to take everything from him once more. Reducing his homeland to a now frigid and unforgiving wasteland. From there he continued to train hard and become a dragoon to fight on even grown with the Dravanian Horde. Driven only for his need to avenge his family and his fellow Ishgardians. He closed himself from all others and took leaps and bounds to try to obtain a way to face the monster from his nightmares. Breaking into the Holy See and stealing an Eye of Nidhogg for himself. Only to be consumed by it and vengeance briefly. Whereby, a young secondary Azure Dragoon in the Warrior of Light intervene and gave Estinien the chance to get a grip on the power he now held. And so for a time, Estinien let the vengeance fester and smolder in his breast while keeping the eye's influence at bay. Knowing he'd be used as a weapon should he falter. Vowing to go and defend where the horde went. So when it soon arrived on his door step at the Steps of Faith. He fought alongside the Warrior of Light and their comrades to lay low one of Nidhogg's brood. Before retreating into the walls and hunting the remnants by himself.

After another Dravanian attack on Ishgard, he makes his way home only to overhear the mission Alphinaud suggests. And seeks to accompany them, on the condition that if he can not find peace with the Dravanians. He would use this opportunity to finally put an end to Nidhogg once and for all. And so he partakes in this mission, facing off against beasts in the eternal winter snows that are now Coerthas. Tracking down heretics who become dragonkin themselves and meets Ysayle, the leader of the heretical sect which now plagues Ishgard. The twos ideas clashing as they trade verbal blows in the snow and the woodlands of Dravania proper.

But it is here where Estinien slowly begins to change, he sees Ysayle is a woman of her word and believes so completely in her mission just as he does his. She is willing to face off against Ravana, the War God of the Onemind. She tells him of a history, that Ishgard has erased and listens to the visions, the Warrior of Light has through their venture. He then sets himself a secondary goal of learning the full picture of the war and reason behind his family's unnecessary death. In fighting through the Churning Mists and speaking to Hraesvelgr. He is given the information that it was Ishgard who started the war, betraying the Dravanians. And so, as Hraesvelgr isn't in control of Nidhogg's brood. Estinien must leave Ysayle to her revelation and make good on his own promise. Peace is dead, so long as Nidhogg lives. He seeks out the Aery with the Warrior of Light who understands this as well. Before falling back to Ishgard when they have no way to enter the nest.

Eventually, the innovations of Cid Garlond and the Ironworks grant him a way to fly into the nest of Nidhogg. Where he is immediately confronted by the great wyrm. And takes to the skies to battle with the beast while the Warrior of Light cuts a path through the Aery to reach the final battle ground. Using the eye, the subdues Nidhogg and the Warrior of Light aids in weakening the wyrm. Before Estinien clutches upon his vengeance and strikes a deadly blow on the beast. Removing its final eyes and mortally damaging its body, so as to kill the beast. And so Nidhogg fades and Estinien once the symbol of Ishgard's hope in war as the Azure Dragoon. Is coated in the blood of all who came before, choosing only solitary vengeance, the aether from Nidhogg paint his armor a crimson.

The Warrior of Light then has a vision of the knights who came before, of the defeat of Nidhogg having already claimed both his eyes. At the cost of Thordan, his heir to the throne who exiles himself out of shame, and several knights who abandon the cause. And the forming of Ishgard's four great houses. Estinien believing fully in his ally, seeks out Hraesvelgr to find that he had knowingly and willingly allowed for more innocence to suffer. When Nidhogg demanded Hraesvelgr grant him an eye. To avenge their fallen sister, with the full picture now painted. Estinien now has nothing left to avenge, Hraesvelgr will not send his brood against them. Nidhogg is dead and his horde withdrawn. And Ishgard is safe...or so it would seem.

Ishgard burns as the heretics make their play to lay siege to Ishgard. Ysayle however arrives to quell the riots and it is found that the Holy See goaded them in order to use this chance to show their true colors. For without an enemy for Ishgard to unite against, the power of the Holy See falters. The heretics were to be the next force to fight against, but having safely withdrawn. The Holy See selects the Warrior of Light and their foreign allies as this. Estinien watches as Aymeric is made prisoner and Haurchefant is felled. All for knowing the truth of the Dragonsong Wars. Estinien falling back to aid in quelling the riots that break out as Aymeric takes control and Thordan and his Heavens' Ward take wing to Azys Lla with the Warrior of Light in hot pursuit. Eventually returning with a way into Azys Lla from their newly revived companion Y'shtola. Using the eye of Nidhogg, Estinien is able to shatter the barrier surrounded Azys Lla. Only to have to stand by as Ysayle makes her final stand against the Garlean forces. Vowing to avenge her death as they descend into Azys Lla and strike many of the Allagan's beasts as well as full range of Garlean forces.

When the deed is done and Thordan has finally fallen, Estinien feels at ease. At long last, he can rest knowing that the Holy See has paid for their part in his family's death. But that brief respite is all that Nidhogg needs to fully possess his being and become the very thing he raged against himself. He then is made, unwillingly to ruin the peace offering between Dravania and Ishgard and push his horde against its walls once more. Transforming into the shade of the great wyrm himself. Ignited and possessed by its eyes of vengeance. He fights against his allies and friends. The Warrior of Light weakening the Great Wyrm with the aid of Hraesvelgr's eye now set on lasting peace. Both Alphinaud and the Warrior rushing to his side and with the aid of the ghosts of Haurchefant and Ysayle casting the eyes into the abyss. Estinien is finally able to be freed from the influence of vengeance. And find his way in a world of peace.

Ishgard has Aymeric, Dravania has Hraesvelgr. The Azure Dragoon is no longer needed. He now means to make a journey of self-discovery just as the Warrior of Light and Ysayle did themselves. Vanishing from the annuals of history as he wandered the lands. Only to learn through whispers that Nidhogg's eyes remained and they were use to break open a war in Ala Mhigo. And so, feeling it is his duty to see the eyes destroyed. He travels to the Peaks and destroyed the cannon in Castrum Albania. Opening the way for the "little lord" and his allies to strike out at Zenos and find Shinryu. The Warrior of Light doing battle with the Garlean possessed beast. When the body is removed and the victory is sung, Estinien returns to destroy the eyes once and for all. Finally free of his task, he dons the armor of Iceheart. And seeks to become as Ysayle was. The aspect of truth, lighting the path forward to reveal the corruption of man and find peace and solace in it. He would become its spear and so he ventures to the Far East. As whispers of a Dravanian beast arise in the mists. There he befriends the whelp Orn Khai and aids in the freeing of Faunehm from their madness. Reuniting them with their lover Vedrfolnir. He bids the Warrior of Light farewell as he travels the East for a time.

Until, he hears of the Scions disappearing from consciousness one by one and the war between Eorzea and Garlemald reignited. He makes his way to the battle field. Only to meet the ghost of Zenos there. And the Warrior of Light falling unconscious, he quickly spirits them away from the battlefield. And trusts them to Aymeric's care, before falling back once more to the Far East. To learn if any of its ancient healing could revive the Scions. His stay is interrupted by being approached and chased down by Krile and Tataru. Where he is more or less forced to join the Scions and go in Garlean territory.

As he is now the spear of truth, he wishes to get to the bottom of the happenings in Garlemald. Destroying Black Rose factories and coming face to face with another ghost from his allies' past, Gaius van Baelsar. The two make a tentative alliance and begin destroy Black Rose factories and cloning facilities. Until finally hearing whispers that Elidibus is puppeting Zenos. Seeking to strike at the heart of the matter, Estinien joins Gaius and sees the death of Varis and Zenos fully revived. While also uncovering the machinations of a new Ultima Weapon project upon escaping. He takes concern in reporting this as the Warrior of Light falls to one of their echo visions once more. Concerned for his friend, that they might be under possession of some power as he once was. He makes his discomfort known about the echo before going on his way.

Only to once again learn that a horde of dragons is being sent against the Eorzean Alliance. He immediately sneaks into Ishgard to charter a ship to Azys Lla. Only to be reunited once again with the Warrior of Light and ticking off Alisaie in mistaking her for Alphinaud. Along side meeting G'raha Tia returned in the flesh. He is confused but joins them as they make for a mission to speak to and release Tiamat from her binds. Riding her into battle as she finds the resolve to make amends for her past by destroying the tempered Meracydian legion controlled by Fandaniel. He goes toe to toe with a lunar Bahamut and once grounding it, the Warrior of Light slays the shadowed beast. Estinien then shadows Alphinaud to make sure no harm comes to his friend. And defends him against Fordola's cynicism. Joining the Scions soon after to fight against the end of the world. Finding comrades among the Scions. He aids in the journey to Sharlayan and heads into Thavnair with Thancred, Urianger and the Warrior of Light. Where he is more open than he has ever been.

The once, Azure Dragoon showing signs of flaw as he is swindled by a merchant for a hairtye. But also caring as he fetches lassi for his companions to aid in the aether sickness they experience. Immediately upon meeting Vrtra's avatar, he is distrusting of his role in all this. But agrees to aid Thavnair in the coming days as he finds a wyrm who cares for his people. And wants only what it is best for them, knowing Ysayle would approve of such a thing. He throws his all behind Thavnair. Bringing down the Tower of Zot and then igniting the flame of battle in Vrtra's breast when they take to the sky upon the Final Days' arrival. Aiding in the defense of the dragon's kingdom. And doing as the Great Wyrm cannot in his stead. Coming to the aid of Garlean refugees in the north and finally delving into the Aetherstream via the Aitiascope to face off against Fandaniel manifest as Amon and finally Hydaelyn herself. In a final trial for the future of the star. He watches Eorzea's final god fade away, the path now open to question but his duty clear.

Facing his greatest trial yet by meet Alphinaud's mother for a cup of tea. And then flying off to Ultima Thule with his companions. Where he finds the shadows of the Dravanians from their original planet. Twisted by Meteion's despair, not standing for them to wallow in defeat. Igniting the flame of hope in them and unleashing a wind and a path for the Warrior of Light and the Scions to move forward throughout the various dead stars that make up Meteion's nest. Summoned back to full form by the Warrior of Light with the aid of Emet-Selch and Hythlodaeus. Diving into the visions of Pestilence, War, and apathetic famine, that Meteion witness and taking the fight to the Endsinger. Even though he is eventually teleported away by the Warrior of Light. He offers up his prayers for their safety and their hope to light their way in the battle. And when the dust settles and they return battle and bruised. They immediately leap to their friends side to offer aid and hope that they awaken. Just as they had when he was bedridden after being freed of Nidhogg's possession.

Here is Estinien, a boy who was made to face a great tragedy. Forged by vengeance, humbled by compassion. Given a second chance at life but scarred by the past. Once only caring to avenge his family but then coming to care for all in Eitheirys. Becoming compassionate, not seeking war as the first action. And finding friends and companions while holding Ysayle's dream as his very armor. Enemy to all dragons now resting in the Kingdom of one. Aiding the Warrior of Light and Y'shtola in the Thirteenth and seeing to the future of Thavnair and its people however he may. A boy hardened by tragedy, a man softened by love and care. Free from his past but using it as a cautionary tale of how to proceed. Showing that kindness is not a weakness but a strength and that we are better than our worst fears. We shouldn't shackle ourselves by the wrongs we have done but by the good we can still do. And to give it our all.

...or maybe its just a tale about dressing a hot elf in various armors and then making us watch him half naked doing push ups as our companion suggest we disrobe with him as well.

Either way, he is an amazing character. Once a one off chump to be the bad guy of a Dragoon Questline. Now a fully fledged companion for us.

[blueboyluca]

Hi hi! I was wondering if you know of any good dog related podcasts? I’ve been listening to a lot of podcasts lately while I knit a blanket for Thistle, and am looking for more! I’ve listened to a lot of Shaped by Dog (Susan Garrett) but I’d reallly like to get some more thoughts and opinions so that I’m not limiting myself to one ideology. I’ve also read Don’t Shoot the Dog, The Other End of the Leash, Inside of a Dog, and The Year of the Puppy.

- the-thistle-missile 💜

Hello! I love podcasts so I've found lots of dog ones, varying in quality. There are more podcasts available, but I don't even bother listening to the ones that are for basic 101 training because that's boring to me. I much prefer the ones that discuss concepts or specific sports.

Here's my list.

Favourites: The Bitey End of the Dog Cog-Dog Radio Drinking From the Toilet Enrichment for the Real World Paws & Reward Podcast

Good: Animal Training Academy Shaped by Dog Off Leash The Functional Breeding Podcast Fostering Excellence in Agility Bad Dog Agility Podcast The Canine Ed Aus Podcast Canine High Jinks Constructional Approach to Animal Welfare and Training The Agility Challenge Podcast with Daisy Peel Hold the Line The Q Coach

OK: Animal Training Academy: Making Ripples Startline DogSpeak: Redefining Dog Training Go-Get-'Em Agility Podcast McCann Dogs Agility – After Class Podcast

I don't like it but maybe someone else does: Barks from the Bookshelf Barking from the Wooftops Elevated Canine Podcast OneMind Dogs – From the Dog's Perspective Worry Less, Wag More: The Behavior Vets Podcast The Wrong End of the Tunnel The Agility Rose The Good Dog Pod Running My Course The Paws in Pursuit Podcast

#podcast #dogblr

[abimee]

its so hard for me to choose a favorite beast nation cause theyre all my besties besides those damn moogles and vanu vanu but theres something specifically unique about the Vath that draws me to them. like would i say the Vath storyline is the most emotionally moving one? no, i cried at the namazu and omicron and lopporit more, but like

okay. theres a quest not even related to the vath beast nation storyline i think about all the time where a vath is standing at the edge of the their nonmind area and says they can feel a sister released from the onemind. and you go all the way to find her and try to coax her out of the gnath area, but she eventually gets sucked back into the gnath onemind. and you walk all the way back and tell the vath person that you lost her. and its like genuinely the saddest random side quest ive ever felt. like i had to just stand there in the forelands and just sort of digest that for a good 10 mins. so i think the Vath are something special

#listening to painted foothills and thinking about that lost sister just really got to me

[alixennial]

9th Sun of the Second Astral Moon, Dravania

Time to rescue my good friend Estinien from the clutches of Nidhogg's vengeful will!!

Oh, but since I'm passing through the Dravanian Forelands I can drop in on my son, Deftarm <3

He's doing SO WELL but needs some help to make muskets ("boomsticks", he's so fucking cute). I will introduce him to the Goblins in Idyllshire, 'tis not much of a detour :)

Oh shit, Deftarm shot a Goblin...

A member of the Illuminati, that's probably ok then? Deftarm please behave XD

I think Deftarm is sweet on Drydox. They're sharing nanka "stink" eggs. That's adorable. Quick return to Lost ast Vath and I'll be on my way...

DEFTARM HAS GONE MISSING!!! THE ONEMIND HAS BEEN WHISPERING TO HIM AND HE DIDN'T TELL ME!! T_T

Found my son before he rejoined the hive. Now I'm so WORRIED.

MUST check on him more often!

"I fear losing myself the most." Oh gosh, my son T_T

AAAAA Now I'm LATE meeting Alphi and Aymeric. We have very important things to discuss with Hraesvelgr! Like, help us to defeat your own brother so we can get our friend back - what could possibly go wrong?!

It actually went well. I think? I'm just gonna fight Hraesvelgr on the morrow in a test of our resolve. Thancred is so gonna rip me for agreeing to this.

Indie's adventures: in which she has the BEST time achieving very little XD

#oc indie von galen #ffxiv