Louise Pozdzik

I found the perfect song for celebrating my upcoming 70th birthday! 🎉 🎶 💃🏽👵🏼 “I’ve been standin’ back up my whole life strong” 💪🏽 Link in the comments 👇🏽

I did it. I just finished tracing out the cave and the trippy vortex onto the bathroom door. I feel like this project will be an especially fun one. I picked out some very nice colors. 🎨🖌️

Counterfeit 20 and 100 dollar bills showing up in the north baytoday.ca/opp-beat/count… via @NorthBayToday

With the latest changes announced by X leadership it seems I will disappear from your feed. Why ? For those who don’t know X will more or less show your posts just to people in the same region/ country. This will be effective from sometime next week. Most of you lovely people are from US, Canada, Australia and UK. And I don’t reside in any of them 😔 That been said I will be here for you guys , you will need to specifically search for me. Picture is of a Tulipa systola ! Picture taken in South Kopet Dagh mountains, NE Iran. The native range of this species is E. Türkiye to Sinai and W. Iran. (from Powo)

Next Alberta region Auction April 7th and 8th 2026

Quartz #crystals are best to use with Spirit communication and telepathy. Their intensity is powerful, and this has been known in all waking dreams since the Creation of Earth. ~#Neioh 🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽

The world is a beautiful place once you filter out all the madness,

Yes, you have been systematically poisoned being here on Earth…but if you focus too hard on the poison and detoxing you might be in worse shape than the individual that focuses on being healthy and through manifestation (placebo effect) it simply happens..

I was outside when I noticed a teenage boy walking past carrying a bucket. He flashed me this huge, genuine smile, so I called out, “Hey, what are you up to?” He explained he was going door to door offering to clean cars—he wanted to earn enough money to go fishing the following weekend. It hit me how rare it is to see a kid out hustling like that these days. Without hesitating, I asked if he’d wash both of our cars. When I came back with a $100 bill I’d been saving for a trip, his face lit up like I’d just handed him the keys to a brand-new truck. My husband stepped out, curious what was going on. When I told him the kid was working to fund a fishing trip, something changed in him instantly. He didn’t say much—just turned, walked into the garage, and started pulling things down. Wheel cleaner, premium wash, microfiber towels, all his good detailing supplies—the kind you don’t lend out, you pass down. From the window I watched him kneel beside the boy, showing him exactly how to use each product, then quietly told him everything was his to keep. He didn’t rush the kid. Didn’t brush him off. He took his time, explaining everything carefully, like it—and the boy—really mattered. You could see the exact moment it sank in for the kid: someone believed in him. Believed in his little fishing weekend. Now the two of them are sitting together on the sidewalk, making a post on Nextdoor. They’re using our address so he can safely detail cars right here in our driveway. All because a teenager wanted to go fishing… and ended up knocking on the door of a man who once had to figure life out the hard way, too.

Afternoon feeding of my Pterodactyls. Whodini is patiently awaiting me to finish with them so he can have some.

Don't be afraid to be honest. It can destroy only a relationship that was already spoiled. A real connection always survives honesty, exactly because it is built on the foundation of honesty. Only a relationship built on lies can be spoiled by it. ❤️🪶

Your childhood wasn't complete unless you were chased by a dog... or a goat...or even worse, a chicken. 🐔

I committed suicide in 2015. I drank a 5th of whiskey, a bottle of wine while downing 30 serequel pills and 20 clonopin pills. While I was waiting to pass out and never wake up, a voice told me "Michael. call 911" I was almost incoherent in my thoughts. The voice was insistent now "Michael, call 911". I never talked to myself in the 3rd person. It was weird. I looked at my hand. The phone was there. I was never a phone person. I don't know where it came from. I dialed 911. I explained to the person I had done the pills and drink. She asked if I could make it to the door. I said I could. I walked to the door and went outside. There was a police car driving up at that same moment. It was as if it was meant to happen. He asked for my ID. I gave it to him. Then I was gone. I remember a little about being transferred to an ambulance. I woke in a hospital bed 2 days later. I was happy. I could not understand it. I was happy. I felt good. I was telling jokes and having a good talk with the hospital staff as they were getting me ready to be transferred to a mental hospital. I finally understood how the Lord saved me. I have never been the same, since. I can't explain it. I was saved and saved. I am not worthy but I was spared hell. I got healthy. I went from 250lbs to 170. I read my bible. My non military PTSD was a thing I could deal with without pharma. I now take no meds. So, here I am, alone, no need for social appeasement. Only to gather the lay of the land and make dumb posts, sometimes. May you all be blessed as I have been. Thank you, Lord.

@christinaraciti Christina you are blessed and loved beyond all measure. 😊🥰

I'm a lucky girl and I couldn't be more grateful. ♥️

You are not supposed to see the same thing as everyone else. That’s the point. What do you see? ☁️✨

🦋🛸✨💙🦋🛸✨💙 Kabamur ~ April 28, 2019

@openshutter21 I am grateful that you did take that photo. What is the name winged one?

I don't do a lot of wildlife usually because my equipment isn't wildlife centric. I don't have super long lenses or ai object tracking but if I see something in the landscape and it sits still long enough, then I'll take the snap.

Beautiful