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bloomer
A place for optimism, relentless positivity, anti-doomerism, and snuggle sessions.
We're all in this together, and a better world is possible!
This is now also a space for organizing tips for our collective survival as we confront climate change and everything else. Still no doom-posting. We're here to work together, support each other, and boldly face the future.
Rules:
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Familiarize yourself with the site-wide Code of Conduct
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No doom, no gloom, only bloom. There's plenty of room for doomerism elsewhere. This community is solely for having a positive outlook on the future and spreading good vibes.
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Be kind to your fellow users. This also means no arguing in the comm. Arguments and negativity are not conducive to blooming. Constructive discussion is good. No interest-policing. Support your comrades in their joy!
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Always share good news. We can't exactly enforce this one, but if you have good news, please share it with us! Keeping happiness and positivity to yourself is the twelfth type of liberalism.
Sunrise on the beach is my favorite.
The sun rising out of the Gulf. The wind stilled and the waves calm. The terns and other shore birds looking for mussels, and minnows. The smell of the sea interacting with the land. If you go dar enough south, there is still a place left that is truly dark, where you can see the Milky Way galaxy. I go out there occasionally when i want to feel small and wonder at my place amongst it all.
Back when i was younger i used to live on the beach, when rents were affordable for a college age kid with no degrees. Id make a ten min walk to the shore, and just walk. Sometimes id collect shells. Sometimes id find some really cool driftwood/driftrope to add to my collection. Sometimes id collect trash. Sometimes id drink my coffee and just wiggle my toes in the sand.
Ill never go far from the ocean, wherever i end up. Its a big part of my life.