Sweet Nuthin

A few beautiful and interesting finds for the week that have captured me


Guatapé is a town and municipality in Antioquia Department, Colombia. Part of the subregion of Eastern Antioquia

Guatapé was founded in 1811, by the Spaniard Don Francisco Giraldo y Jimenez. The name “Guatapé”, comes from the Quechua language, related to “stones and water”. The area was visited by the conquistadors circa 1551

The “Guatape Rock” (Peñón de Guatapé) that borders the lake is a rock formation, that formed along the Antioquia Rock Base (batolito de antioquia), 70 million years ago. With 2/3 of its height below ground, the exposed vertical face is over 200 meters high and visible from throughout the surrounding countryside. Visitors can scale the rock via a staircase built into one side, a path that includes more than 649 steps to the top


The Invitation by Oriah

It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me
what planets are
squaring your moon…
I want to know
if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened
by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.

It doesn’t interest me
if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear
the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know
if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me
who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like
the company you keep
in the empty moments.

By Oriah © Mountain Dreaming,
from the book The Invitation
published by HarperONE, San Francisco


-31.754167,159.251667 (google map it for directions)

Ball’s Pyramid

Ball’s Pyramid is the remains of an old volcano about 7 million years ago. A British naval officer named Ball was the first European to see it in 1788. Located off Australia, in the South Pacific, it is extremely narrow, 1,844 feet high, and is alone.

For years it had a secret. At 225 feet above sea level, hanging on the rock surface, there is a small, spindly little bush, and under that bush, a few years ago, two climbers, working in the dark, found something  hiding in the soil below. How it got there, mystery.

The tree lobster used to live all over Lord Howe Island ,a larger neighboring land mass, until a ship ran aground there in 1918. In the process, a handful of rats swam ashore and turned the island into a stick insect-eating -mating playground. In short, the tree lobster was wiped out- extinct.

In 2001, a team of climbers ascended the face of Ball’s Pyramid, looked in the rocky soil beneath a lonely, windswept bush, and found a couple dozen tree lobsters. Maybe hitched an airborne ride on some nesting material brought to the cliff faces by birds that inhabit the Pyramid. A couple of them landed beneath that bush, and the rest is history. A lonely, 80 year history.

Janet Little Jeffers explores the unexpected and unexamined details of the natural and manmade world. Her photographs capture intriguing glimpses that may surprise the viewer, inviting a closer look at subjects that normally attract little attention:

Truly breathtaking…..click the  link below.



Just a lil reminder: Valentines Day is coming… what a better gift then the GEOFISH video for yourself? 


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