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Nell from The Bitcoin Basin Queenstown
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Unplug, touch grass, look into the eyes of those you love. Be free. ❀️

It definitely isn't intended as such. At this point you just get called it for asking a question. πŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈ

My 4 year old keeps calling me the best Cooker.

-She has no idea why we laugh so much at it.

In NZ we wear this as a badge of honour now πŸ˜‚

But my mother in the UK didn't understand the joke.

How does it translate around the world?

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Starting a PODCAST..

How hard could it be?

Launching this week - The Bitcoin Basin Podcast.

This week I welcome three local Businessmen from The Bitcoin Basin to talk about Business, Bitcoin and The Basin.

After we worked out how to turn Kyle's audio on...

#proofofwork #bitcoin #bitcoinchats #thebitcoinbasin #bitcoinnewzealand

https://blossom.primal.net/025e01505811828c85b0072d454b78a1717131127df10dc661468ff4ddb80eff.mp4

I think I see where you're coming from, but I looked into the statistics of eye colours when I was pregnant.

A green eyed couple.

I wanted to know the likely colour of our babies eyes.

To be fair, we are a mixed couple but even so, the least likely was supposedly brown, then after that blue.

Our two kids, one brown eyed, one blue πŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈ

Find a nice girl who makes you laugh, has good core beliefs and loves you deeply.

If you have children, when you look into their eyes the colour will be irrelevant. The eyes are the window into the soul.❀️

Homemade 3 ingredient ice cream.

Egg Yolk πŸ₯š

Raw Honey 🍯

Cream πŸ₯›

(Dark chocolate drops, completely unnecessary)

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With Organic raspberriesπŸ“πŸ‘ŒπŸΌ

How often do you look back and think "If only I had.."

But could we risk going back and changing our current life now though?

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For me? No.

Tattoo free humans are very scarce assets indeed.

My time machine would prevent my token tattoo and buy Bitcoin in the first cycle πŸ˜‚

Favourite Quote?

Mine has always been

We Rise by Lifting Others.

If you can't accept that we are energy then this may go over your head.

Every interaction is an energy transfer.

Good or bad.

We either feel higher or lower, more or less.

The aim should always be lifting others, through that we lift ourselves.

To get joy from taking another's energy is not real joy. It's a sad delusion to mask your own emptiness.

Children are a great example to us, always willing to give energy, always wanting to see our happiness and share our joy.

Ofcourse, so too are Dogs. Man's best friend.

I hope your relationships are filled with high energy, love and joy.

When you meet another Bitcoiner in person!

My Staffy Kevin and The Hoar frost Part 2.

Beautiful Days with Happy Dogs β€οΈπŸΆπŸ”οΈ

Arrowtown, New Zealand

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https://blossom.primal.net/d74dbd3a332ac375c7356fade51cab3873de151ed1cf3b15b9cab615768a67fe.mov

Ever seen a hoar frost?

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This is along the Arrow river in Arrowtown South Island of New Zealand @thebitcoinbasin

My dog Kevin breaks ice some years to jump in πŸ₯ΆπŸΆ

The water is pure magic though. You can feel the energy from the mountains, there's something to it. πŸ”οΈ

In warmer months even though the water is not much warmer the locals go for daily plunges.

Kevin doesn't care about the season she jumps in daily - might explain her happy persona. Or maybe she's just a dog. 🧑

https://blossom.primal.net/bf632a3efbb7d7eed04727f083f7665e7fe2d287103cea89439bb1bf297a7fe2.mov

We have all been sold a lie.

But there's no refunds, there's no turning back.

There's also no point dwelling on it.

Walk away, learn from it. Open your mind, feel your heart and listen to your soul.

There's a beautiful big world out there waiting for you to embrace it.

The future can be bright.

🧑

It was -2 degrees celsius outside. πŸŽΏπŸ”οΈ

But in the office at nostr:npub1eltphfvkul6t5ram3wc3tsnrw48p8vvg66tn2su3pmtnrthakcusccmk2v we were keeping pretty toasty with our Avalon.

When things make sense they just make sense. πŸ™ŒπŸΌβš‘οΈ

The Veil

Away went the veil, and so too my sense of stability.

No clue my eyes were finally opened to the true reality.

The carrot kept dangling, the goals of our forebearers in sight,

But no amount of work or saving could ever set us right.

Now I could see the truth, I felt utterly dismayed.

Trapped in a system, realising I was a slave.

A 30-year mortgage or life on the dole,

These were the options I could buy with my soul.

I looked at my babies and my stomach would churn,

Their dreams ahead of them, all ready to burn.

And then, as the veil settled and my eyes had run dry,

I saw a way out, a way free from the lie.

The orange door opened to those who’d grasp the handle themselves,

It waited for anyone willing to delve.

To see the possibilities of a world decentralised and free,

To open our minds to what we humans could be.

A world in repair, given a chance,

Given back hope, my dreams began to dance.

At first it’s just money, then it all becomes clear:

It’s options, it’s chances, it’s hope - not fear.

Once I opened the door, down the rabbit hole I fell.

Into a world of learning, of truth and connection as well.

There were others there too, who had shared a similar journey.

All free now to see what their soul wanted to be.

Doing their best to help others see the light,

And with freedom in mind, they kept up the fight.

These people, awakened at last were finally able to express themselves,

creativity and talent taken back off from the shelf.

Once healed from within, they began to help kindred,

Building communities that prospered and truely ascended ,

I looked down at my children and the world no longer felt heavy.

No longer was it dark, nor did it frighten me.

The gift of freedom, of time, of self sovereignty.

Is the greatest gift a mother can give them.

It’s my legacy.