Being alive now is like watching the stage manager dismantle the set as the performers strip off their costumes and gossip among themselves. The grand illusion is dissolving. Recognizing that the ones we thought were heroes are actually villains is disillusioning, but it's also an opportunity for us to realize what is essential in us. I will definitely be borrowing the idea of Pretend Time. It's a brilliant idea to delight children, but also for adults who have stifled their imagination and allowed their identities to fossilize. Thank you for this beautiful essay!
In my long comment about myself, I forgot to tell Kathleen how much I loved 'pretend time.' And what a brilliant teacher to see that pirates walking the plank were an exception!
And your phrase, Katie, on fossilized identities, is brilliant. I would love your thoughts on my comment, if you have time.
I felt wistful and hopeful, both: wistful for the childhood you and both had, and hopeful for the green shoot on the other side of this sad, chaotic, confusing time.
I loved that you ended with poetry! Perfect! That's really what we're headed for!
What an eye and heart your have for beauty, Kathleen. Thank you.
What a lovely inspiring article. Thank you and it was also a relief to see so many Australians with common sense. Something that we will all need to develop and nourish in the years to come. 🙏🙏🙏
Apr 23·edited Apr 23Liked by Kathleen Devanney. A human.
The lifting of veils and masks…one decides to either live naked and true, or don the mask yet again.
But these masks only partially hide yourself from others, never from yourself.
G. K. Chesterton once wrote: “Madness does not come by breaking out, but by giving in; by settling down in some dirty, little, self-repeating circle of ideas; by being tamed.”
Thank you for your writing—a window of sanity and a clear heart. Always a gift. ❤️
That is a killer quote which I will commit to memory and no doubt reference going forward. "...dirty, little, self-repeating circle of ideas.... " how I wish I wrote that and how I wish it didn't instantly bring some specific people to mind.
Great quote from G.K.C.! I'm working in a Hospital in Austria, and in the last years I rebelled against the insanity as much as I could. To say the truth, I often felt I'm going crazy while the others who complied seemed pretty much the same, without any visible signs of madness. But I knew there is no other way out of this for me, I just HAD TO BE in line with my inner Truth, no matter how unconfortable it was. Now I think a lot of my colleagues sense what's going on, but same as in the video: no outrage, everybody is carrying on as nothing ever happened. I guess the "no outrage" Response is just a coping mechanism for them not to go insane. Otherwise the emotions would be too overwhelming to handle. Best wishes, Eva
Good for you, Eva. I imagine that was very difficult. In a time of inversion sanity looks in insane, and of course, insanity becomes accepted reality. So disorienting, yet your story is instructive in a deep way - the ability and willingness to trust yourself, listen to yourself and honor it will serve you well.
Yes perhaps a coping mechanism. I like to think a quiet integration is happening, and once complete they'll feel fortified and able to take a stand next round. But IDK.
Many thanks for your kind words, dear Kathleen. It is interesting, that you wrote about the quiet integration - I'm also wondering a lot what's going on with the "masses", if they are waking up internally or is it just my wishful thinking? We are definitely going through liminal spaces but how long it takes noone can say. What I can say is that I wont stay in the Hospital no more when the 'next round' hits us.
More often than is acknowledged, madness sits just below the surface, behind the masks we wear to run with the herd. This is partly the root of cognitive dissonance. A great many people hide it, but they feel the madness, even as they try to bury it.
Being aligned with your truth isn’t insanity, but it can certainly feel lonely at times. It takes bravery like you’ve shown, to run on your own path. Best wishes to you too, Eva.
Thank you, TFish. Yes I agree with you and I know that pretending everything is fine does not mean they really feel so. These are just appearances. Best wishes to you!
Always excellent at getting to the heart of some pretty abstract stuff. My awakening came during covid, probably in tandem with the mandates of chemical injections which in my gut felt insane, even when I was still a mask wearer and believed in the "leaked" virus. My awakening evolved from there, where the world I knew for over 50 years slowly unraveled. A lot of it was hard to face, and I remember a pinnacle moment when the entire matrix cracked in half for me. I was overwhelmed with fear and sadness, but also a relief and sense of freedom I had never felt before. It was awful, but everything finally made sense. And then of course, I let it all sink in and process. Not having a lot of hope in the fake world is not fun, but breaking free of it was a true gift.
Truly remarkable, and I can't help feel if more of us understood despite the difficulty, and all the emotions that come up, when it's faced - there is freedom on the other side.
And we'll be in charge of the emerging world. Thank you for the honest account. Very best.
"I am a pisshead, and even I know it is a scam." Such a beautiful sentiment. I think those with an inflated sense of intellect always discount the common 'pissheads'. And there are way more of us than there are of them, as I count myself common. Maybe not in the language of the common Aussie man, but still...
My daughter is looking to 'Unschool' her kids next year. I love that. It is an interesting concept of a child led education. After all, kids are so curious and all the public school does is try to fit them all into the same mold, hence, your "Pretend Time." I always appreciate you and your words. ♥♥♥
I always savor you, Kathleen. There are two things this brought up for me. One is a response-episode I'm composing for the Breggins' podcast on 'Anti-Semitism gets personal.' I'm pretty sure the person they'd grown fond of, and were dismayed by their articles, is me. I want to go into that place of mutual fondness and see if I can clarify with love what I see as the newest and oldest psyops.
It also brought up two dreams I'd had about my oldest daughter. In one, she'd had a baby and I was so afraid that I'd hurt it, I thought, I'd rather die. In the other she was living with other people and one was suddenly gone, had died, but no one was talking about it. She'd decided she just couldn't talk to me and in my dream I thought, next time I think I'd rather die.
When I finally told her this dream, she said, "I shouldn't tell you this ..." then segued. I pulled her back and she told me she'd thought, "I can't wait to show mom this dress" and heard a voice say, "But you won't be able to."
Now, as a bereavement counselor in the middle of a bereavement boom where she's experienced people in her work family, marriage family and extended family die this year, death is much on her mind. We both felt better after talking about it and didn't see it as ominous. I haven't told her that the Tarot card I pulled in relationship to her the next morning was the death card. But once again, I think it's giving the interpretation, not a prediction.
What I take from this is that transformation is coming, both death and birth. I think I need to get over the feeling that I can't be responsible, that I'm not competent enough, trustworthy enough. For myself, I think I need to be prepared to be alone again, in my heart, but knowing that I'm really not. But if I need to be, that's okay too.
That was the story I'd wanted to talk to you and Mary about, and this seemed like the right opening.
Felt I rushed through my reply to you - had a friend picking me up. Your dreams, weaving the theme of death also weaved in uncertainty and the wish that 'I'd rather die' wrapped up in it, what does that say to us? For me I thought how it surfaced what matters most to us more than our very lives - the lives of our offspring of course. Our own and the next generation - so much is in question, so many natural hopes for the future have a cloud over them now. It's the most diabolical thing. We live with it.
And the not talking about it - the crazy making aspect of this and how we are trying to navigate it. Impossible yet here we are.
And then of course the death-in-life aspect that we all move through especially when identities get shredded through revelations that render them superfuous. Extraordinary and now happening en mass.
Deep stuff. I think about your daughter and wonder how subsequent conversations with her have gone? Thank you, Tereza.
How sweet of you, Kathleen, to keep thinking about this and come back to it.
When I think about that feeling in the dream of 'next time I think I'd prefer to die,' it's still very visceral. It isn't anger at anyone, just a sort of exhaustion, that maybe I can let this be resolved without me and set the next one out. It was almost a feeling of relief.
In our conversation, Veronica reminded me that I had been doing things before like going for a hike, something not in my nature ;-) and I told her your statement about trees being some of your best friends. Yesterday I didn't even unlock the back door to go outside, wrapped up in my response to the Breggins.
But even the 'taking care of myself' can feel like a chore, day after day. It's a gift to have undistracted time at this point in my life. And a burden. Not sure what to do with that.
I'm glad to have gotten in touch with that feeling in me, and shared it with my daughter in ways that eerily corresponded with her strange experience. We haven't talked since but I'll see them all this weekend for my birthday--starting with a picnic in a garden and staying at a secluded Zen-styled AirBnb by the Russian River. Nature!
First of all - Happy Birthday. I truly hope you have a wonderful time with your daughters this weekend. Sounds wonderful and by a river!! Lucky you. (It will talk to you.)
"It's a gift to have undistracted time at this point in my life. And a burden. Not sure what to do with that." I understand this, well. I suspect even the tension of it, is perfect. However annoying.
Big Birthday Wishes multiplying all that is good - coming your way. ❤️
Yes, 'death' as a subject is up for all of us I think. Your comment triggered a memory that two different friends in the last week or so mentioned needing to update their wills. Its in the mass field I guess.
I hope you can address the Breggins and keep the good connection. (Identity snag, imo, being triggered there.)
Such a big theme Tereza (not surprised, that's you)- the facing death and loss and maybe being alone - and, somehow it's still okay.
Thanks for opening that up. Really rich subject(s) and yes, this transformation is coming. We're feeling it first.
Hmm, lots of interesting stuff "in the field." The veil between worlds has thinned; more and more of us now perceive unseen phenomena. Context is everything in how we interpret dreams or intuitive insights, and the interpretation of the dreamer or the one who receives the insight is key. What you felt when you pulled the death card and what she felt when she heard "But you won't be able to" are clues to the most useful interpretation for you. Personally, I think in possibilities, or even probabilities, but not in predictions. Any radical change in circumstance is a kind of death with an opportunity for rebirth. Since transformation seems to be the current cosmic assignment, it's no wonder that the topic is on our collective mind. Thanks to the contributions of Kathleen (and her teacher), we can remind ourselves of the resilience of our evolving identity and embrace what is essential so that we can live well until we die.
Really loved this one and the poem. As I was weeding yesterday, and actually enjoying the simple exercise, I had the thought that someday I might look back on this morning, wishing weeding was a problem.
Yeah, I know that feeling! Serious changes incoming that will surely change our perspectives and priorities. Thanks, ICI/GJ for the comment. Best to you.
What a strange world we are in - especially for those of us who have decades and decades of remembering. So many illusions. At least for those of us who have been paying attention lately and seeing what/who is lurking behind the curtain. IDK if that makes any sense... I saw a comment on a post recently that read "When all the old people are gone it'll be a better world." 😳 Ouch.
I'm particularly impressed, Kathleen, that you remember your kindergarten teacher's name!! Thx for sharing your story and your thoughts. XO
Excellent analogy. Nice to hear a story that seems to have become elemental in your life, and such a valuable lesson. Sometimes teachers cannot fathom the good they can do when they create structures that allow for both respect and creativity. I am sending this to my sister, a retired life long teacher.
So true. And aside from being stuck in a coat closet for hours, it's pretty much the only thing that sticks from kindergarten. :-) I love Mrs. Schumacher for it.
Apr 22·edited Apr 22Liked by Kathleen Devanney. A human.
Teachers wouldn't dare do that now, or was it by accident? Kids do sometimes crave little hiding places as well, I remember that. In Kindergarten, we made cereal box forts, and had a nap time with a little rug we would bring to school. The only other things I remember is how my teacher had hairs in her nose (kid angle) and that we had a music time. Luckily for me, my kindergarten teacher was married to the high school band teacher, so they (the Okun's collectively Mrs. and Mr.) sort of book ended my education, kinda cool.
No they most definitely would not do that. (I doubt they'd do pretend time either.) I think it was supposed to be a 5 minute time out and she forgot. She felt very bad about it.
Being alive now is like watching the stage manager dismantle the set as the performers strip off their costumes and gossip among themselves. The grand illusion is dissolving. Recognizing that the ones we thought were heroes are actually villains is disillusioning, but it's also an opportunity for us to realize what is essential in us. I will definitely be borrowing the idea of Pretend Time. It's a brilliant idea to delight children, but also for adults who have stifled their imagination and allowed their identities to fossilize. Thank you for this beautiful essay!
Thanks, Rev! Very kind.
Yes, very much as you describe - the dismantling is happening right in front of us.
Though many still don't seem to notice - yikes - maybe soon they will. "Fossilized identities" won't navigate easily!
Appreciate the comment. Best.
In my long comment about myself, I forgot to tell Kathleen how much I loved 'pretend time.' And what a brilliant teacher to see that pirates walking the plank were an exception!
And your phrase, Katie, on fossilized identities, is brilliant. I would love your thoughts on my comment, if you have time.
YES! As theatre nerds, Tonika and I have geeked out on that phenomenon -- so apt.
I always look forward to your insight. You have a way of cutting through the noise and right to the essence of us.
So lovely of you to say. :-) And much appreciate. Thank you, Mike. Best.
I felt wistful and hopeful, both: wistful for the childhood you and both had, and hopeful for the green shoot on the other side of this sad, chaotic, confusing time.
I loved that you ended with poetry! Perfect! That's really what we're headed for!
What an eye and heart your have for beauty, Kathleen. Thank you.
What a compliment, especially coming from you, Mary. Talented poet that you are.
So appreciated. And agree - we are headed for MUCH more poetry - what else can capture these times?
Thank you. ❤️
What a lovely inspiring article. Thank you and it was also a relief to see so many Australians with common sense. Something that we will all need to develop and nourish in the years to come. 🙏🙏🙏
Thanks Michael - yes it does a heart good to see it.
So agree. Better days comin. Best.
Beautifully articulated!
Thank you, Kevin! :-) Best.
The lifting of veils and masks…one decides to either live naked and true, or don the mask yet again.
But these masks only partially hide yourself from others, never from yourself.
G. K. Chesterton once wrote: “Madness does not come by breaking out, but by giving in; by settling down in some dirty, little, self-repeating circle of ideas; by being tamed.”
Thank you for your writing—a window of sanity and a clear heart. Always a gift. ❤️
Greetings, TFish.
That is a killer quote which I will commit to memory and no doubt reference going forward. "...dirty, little, self-repeating circle of ideas.... " how I wish I wrote that and how I wish it didn't instantly bring some specific people to mind.
Thank you. You're comments always elevate and/or expand. Best.
Great quote from G.K.C.! I'm working in a Hospital in Austria, and in the last years I rebelled against the insanity as much as I could. To say the truth, I often felt I'm going crazy while the others who complied seemed pretty much the same, without any visible signs of madness. But I knew there is no other way out of this for me, I just HAD TO BE in line with my inner Truth, no matter how unconfortable it was. Now I think a lot of my colleagues sense what's going on, but same as in the video: no outrage, everybody is carrying on as nothing ever happened. I guess the "no outrage" Response is just a coping mechanism for them not to go insane. Otherwise the emotions would be too overwhelming to handle. Best wishes, Eva
Good for you, Eva. I imagine that was very difficult. In a time of inversion sanity looks in insane, and of course, insanity becomes accepted reality. So disorienting, yet your story is instructive in a deep way - the ability and willingness to trust yourself, listen to yourself and honor it will serve you well.
Yes perhaps a coping mechanism. I like to think a quiet integration is happening, and once complete they'll feel fortified and able to take a stand next round. But IDK.
Best.
Many thanks for your kind words, dear Kathleen. It is interesting, that you wrote about the quiet integration - I'm also wondering a lot what's going on with the "masses", if they are waking up internally or is it just my wishful thinking? We are definitely going through liminal spaces but how long it takes noone can say. What I can say is that I wont stay in the Hospital no more when the 'next round' hits us.
More often than is acknowledged, madness sits just below the surface, behind the masks we wear to run with the herd. This is partly the root of cognitive dissonance. A great many people hide it, but they feel the madness, even as they try to bury it.
Being aligned with your truth isn’t insanity, but it can certainly feel lonely at times. It takes bravery like you’ve shown, to run on your own path. Best wishes to you too, Eva.
Thank you, TFish. Yes I agree with you and I know that pretending everything is fine does not mean they really feel so. These are just appearances. Best wishes to you!
Always excellent at getting to the heart of some pretty abstract stuff. My awakening came during covid, probably in tandem with the mandates of chemical injections which in my gut felt insane, even when I was still a mask wearer and believed in the "leaked" virus. My awakening evolved from there, where the world I knew for over 50 years slowly unraveled. A lot of it was hard to face, and I remember a pinnacle moment when the entire matrix cracked in half for me. I was overwhelmed with fear and sadness, but also a relief and sense of freedom I had never felt before. It was awful, but everything finally made sense. And then of course, I let it all sink in and process. Not having a lot of hope in the fake world is not fun, but breaking free of it was a true gift.
How beautifully expressed, Al. Rings so true.
Truly remarkable, and I can't help feel if more of us understood despite the difficulty, and all the emotions that come up, when it's faced - there is freedom on the other side.
And we'll be in charge of the emerging world. Thank you for the honest account. Very best.
Thank you for that lovely, honest depiction of your breaking free. Beautiful and so relatable.
I always assumed that "they," meaning some authorities ably carrying out their tasks, would tell us the truth. Now I wonder why I believed in it!
I think we all once did, Jacob. Part of the program. Trouble is they got way too obvious and greedy. :-) Which helps us.
Best.
"I am a pisshead, and even I know it is a scam." Such a beautiful sentiment. I think those with an inflated sense of intellect always discount the common 'pissheads'. And there are way more of us than there are of them, as I count myself common. Maybe not in the language of the common Aussie man, but still...
My daughter is looking to 'Unschool' her kids next year. I love that. It is an interesting concept of a child led education. After all, kids are so curious and all the public school does is try to fit them all into the same mold, hence, your "Pretend Time." I always appreciate you and your words. ♥♥♥
Leave it to you SadieJay to hone in on that moment. I loved it too and so agree. Serious identities are harder to play with.
Appreciate you back. ❤️
I always savor you, Kathleen. There are two things this brought up for me. One is a response-episode I'm composing for the Breggins' podcast on 'Anti-Semitism gets personal.' I'm pretty sure the person they'd grown fond of, and were dismayed by their articles, is me. I want to go into that place of mutual fondness and see if I can clarify with love what I see as the newest and oldest psyops.
It also brought up two dreams I'd had about my oldest daughter. In one, she'd had a baby and I was so afraid that I'd hurt it, I thought, I'd rather die. In the other she was living with other people and one was suddenly gone, had died, but no one was talking about it. She'd decided she just couldn't talk to me and in my dream I thought, next time I think I'd rather die.
When I finally told her this dream, she said, "I shouldn't tell you this ..." then segued. I pulled her back and she told me she'd thought, "I can't wait to show mom this dress" and heard a voice say, "But you won't be able to."
Now, as a bereavement counselor in the middle of a bereavement boom where she's experienced people in her work family, marriage family and extended family die this year, death is much on her mind. We both felt better after talking about it and didn't see it as ominous. I haven't told her that the Tarot card I pulled in relationship to her the next morning was the death card. But once again, I think it's giving the interpretation, not a prediction.
What I take from this is that transformation is coming, both death and birth. I think I need to get over the feeling that I can't be responsible, that I'm not competent enough, trustworthy enough. For myself, I think I need to be prepared to be alone again, in my heart, but knowing that I'm really not. But if I need to be, that's okay too.
That was the story I'd wanted to talk to you and Mary about, and this seemed like the right opening.
Felt I rushed through my reply to you - had a friend picking me up. Your dreams, weaving the theme of death also weaved in uncertainty and the wish that 'I'd rather die' wrapped up in it, what does that say to us? For me I thought how it surfaced what matters most to us more than our very lives - the lives of our offspring of course. Our own and the next generation - so much is in question, so many natural hopes for the future have a cloud over them now. It's the most diabolical thing. We live with it.
And the not talking about it - the crazy making aspect of this and how we are trying to navigate it. Impossible yet here we are.
And then of course the death-in-life aspect that we all move through especially when identities get shredded through revelations that render them superfuous. Extraordinary and now happening en mass.
Deep stuff. I think about your daughter and wonder how subsequent conversations with her have gone? Thank you, Tereza.
How sweet of you, Kathleen, to keep thinking about this and come back to it.
When I think about that feeling in the dream of 'next time I think I'd prefer to die,' it's still very visceral. It isn't anger at anyone, just a sort of exhaustion, that maybe I can let this be resolved without me and set the next one out. It was almost a feeling of relief.
In our conversation, Veronica reminded me that I had been doing things before like going for a hike, something not in my nature ;-) and I told her your statement about trees being some of your best friends. Yesterday I didn't even unlock the back door to go outside, wrapped up in my response to the Breggins.
But even the 'taking care of myself' can feel like a chore, day after day. It's a gift to have undistracted time at this point in my life. And a burden. Not sure what to do with that.
I'm glad to have gotten in touch with that feeling in me, and shared it with my daughter in ways that eerily corresponded with her strange experience. We haven't talked since but I'll see them all this weekend for my birthday--starting with a picnic in a garden and staying at a secluded Zen-styled AirBnb by the Russian River. Nature!
First of all - Happy Birthday. I truly hope you have a wonderful time with your daughters this weekend. Sounds wonderful and by a river!! Lucky you. (It will talk to you.)
"It's a gift to have undistracted time at this point in my life. And a burden. Not sure what to do with that." I understand this, well. I suspect even the tension of it, is perfect. However annoying.
Big Birthday Wishes multiplying all that is good - coming your way. ❤️
Yes, 'death' as a subject is up for all of us I think. Your comment triggered a memory that two different friends in the last week or so mentioned needing to update their wills. Its in the mass field I guess.
I hope you can address the Breggins and keep the good connection. (Identity snag, imo, being triggered there.)
Such a big theme Tereza (not surprised, that's you)- the facing death and loss and maybe being alone - and, somehow it's still okay.
Thanks for opening that up. Really rich subject(s) and yes, this transformation is coming. We're feeling it first.
Best, Kathleen
Hmm, lots of interesting stuff "in the field." The veil between worlds has thinned; more and more of us now perceive unseen phenomena. Context is everything in how we interpret dreams or intuitive insights, and the interpretation of the dreamer or the one who receives the insight is key. What you felt when you pulled the death card and what she felt when she heard "But you won't be able to" are clues to the most useful interpretation for you. Personally, I think in possibilities, or even probabilities, but not in predictions. Any radical change in circumstance is a kind of death with an opportunity for rebirth. Since transformation seems to be the current cosmic assignment, it's no wonder that the topic is on our collective mind. Thanks to the contributions of Kathleen (and her teacher), we can remind ourselves of the resilience of our evolving identity and embrace what is essential so that we can live well until we die.
Beautifully said, Katie. Thank you for that, true to your name ;-)
Really loved this one and the poem. As I was weeding yesterday, and actually enjoying the simple exercise, I had the thought that someday I might look back on this morning, wishing weeding was a problem.
Yeah, I know that feeling! Serious changes incoming that will surely change our perspectives and priorities. Thanks, ICI/GJ for the comment. Best to you.
What a strange world we are in - especially for those of us who have decades and decades of remembering. So many illusions. At least for those of us who have been paying attention lately and seeing what/who is lurking behind the curtain. IDK if that makes any sense... I saw a comment on a post recently that read "When all the old people are gone it'll be a better world." 😳 Ouch.
I'm particularly impressed, Kathleen, that you remember your kindergarten teacher's name!! Thx for sharing your story and your thoughts. XO
"I saw a comment on a post recently that read "When all the old people are gone it'll be a better world." 😳 Ouch."
Funny how that person can't imagine into the future a few (short) decades and see they'd be talking about themselves. Fortunately we know better! :-)
Appreciate the comment Barbara. Best to you.
That comment was so loaded and sad I just couldn't believe it. XO
This "Essential Self" theme seems to be going around.
I know it certainly is for me.
Peeling the onion, as it were.
Perhaps this is a common theme for all of us at some point.
I think so, Philip. Inevitable I would say.
Thank you. Best.
Excellent analogy. Nice to hear a story that seems to have become elemental in your life, and such a valuable lesson. Sometimes teachers cannot fathom the good they can do when they create structures that allow for both respect and creativity. I am sending this to my sister, a retired life long teacher.
Appreciate the comment, Jacquelyn.
So true. And aside from being stuck in a coat closet for hours, it's pretty much the only thing that sticks from kindergarten. :-) I love Mrs. Schumacher for it.
Hope your sis enjoys. Best.
Teachers wouldn't dare do that now, or was it by accident? Kids do sometimes crave little hiding places as well, I remember that. In Kindergarten, we made cereal box forts, and had a nap time with a little rug we would bring to school. The only other things I remember is how my teacher had hairs in her nose (kid angle) and that we had a music time. Luckily for me, my kindergarten teacher was married to the high school band teacher, so they (the Okun's collectively Mrs. and Mr.) sort of book ended my education, kinda cool.
No they most definitely would not do that. (I doubt they'd do pretend time either.) I think it was supposed to be a 5 minute time out and she forgot. She felt very bad about it.
ha! Oh, the things that stick with us. :-)
Wonderful poem. Thank you.
Agreed!
Thanks, Gregg! Appreciated! Best to you.
I remember imagination time, did not happen often enough. My youngest daughter still does imagination on her own.
Did you see the green and red aurora lights off south western Australia? Never seen it that close to WA before.
Green shoots ☺️
No, I did not see them but sounds remarkable. Green shoots in the skies - I'll take it a good sign. :-) Thanks 420MM.