#ButterflyEffect

[fuckyeahfluiddynamics]

The Real Butterfly Effect

The butterfly effect -- that the flapping of a butterfly's wings in Brazil can cause a tornado in Texas -- expresses the sensitivity of a chaotic system to initial conditions. In essence, because we can't possibly track every butterfly in Brazil, we'll never perfectly predict tornadoes in Texas, even if the equations behind our weather forecast are deterministic. (Image credit: NASA; see also T. Palmer at Physics Today) Read the full article

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[promisedclan]

MOON 0 - The kind of Leader I want to be.

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A decision to be made lurks beneath the “Read More” . . .

Your group seems unsure of all of this.

Though most of them are too young or too old to make it far on their own, there’s nothing stopping them from banding together and leaving you behind if your new… circumstances, let’s say, spook them too much.

[verdant-visions]

[sunnyanddumb98]

"As I clean out the dead butterflies of Valentina's heartbreak, I recall the first time I heard the myth. I never thought it was real—butterflies that live in the stomach and flap their wings when a person feels emotions such as love, fear, or anticipation—butterflies that you can lose if you're not careful even bleed them out. Nonsense"

Quote From the book I'm currently writing

[istyles]

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. ~Muhammad Ali

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[yourgirlvoulaire]

Death, loss,suffering… all of this leaves a mark on my vision in a way that doesn’t fade.It’s not simple,it stays, like a scar. Even though my cheeks regenerate after the cut, the echo of the trauma still lingers.Grief doesn’t leave, it remains here, linear. It always returns in cycles,like a ghost haunting my gaze, my understanding, and my being.The scar heals,but the trauma continues to corrode the way I see the world.And there’s nothing to be done.No makeup can cover the depth of my emotional scars. Grief erodes all superficiality, settling in, dense, hurting my chest. Now there are multiple forms of this emotional and psychological suffering, as if they were different manifestations of a single pain that has spread. Suffering isn’t something intimate…It’s not confined to the inside. It has a reflection in the world around us. Our emotional collapses affect not only ourselves but also leave a mark on our environment, our relationships, and the way the world reacts to our pain. This internal pain reflects as a stain on the external world,a shadow extending beyond us,touching more than just the person who feels it. When I look at all this,I understand how. Little by little, we get sick.Wars, hunger, children dying, people being trafficked… all of this leaves an impact. Pain isn’t just personal anymore, it’s collective.A chain of pain, hate, and grief that passes from one person to another. And so, we realize that nothing is truly individual. We are all sick, collapsing together. The external world is inevitably touched by what happens within us.

[whatonyogaearth]

Roots Torn, Truth Forgotten Remembering the Soul of Yoga

A meditation on values, roots, and remembering.

Yoga was never meant to be easy. Not a trend. Not a sale. Not a neatly packaged hour squeezed between meetings.

Yoga has always been a path of return - to essence, to Earth, to the quiet flame of inner knowing.

But as the world shifted, so too did the ways we practise and share it. This is a gentle inquiry - not a judgement - into how our modern systems shape our sacred spaces. And how we, as a community, might remember what lies beneath it all.

🧘🏻‍♀️From Practice to Product?

Yoga once unfolded slowly. In quiet halls, with simple mats. We gathered not for the burn, but for the stillness. Not for aesthetic, but for awareness.

Classes moved like seasons - 90 minutes long, with time to arrive, breathe, reflect. Teachings included not just poses, but pranayama, myth, philosophy, mantra, and silence.

Now, yoga comes in countless forms: Rocket, Broga, Acro, Power, Beer. 10-minute hits for the algorithm. Retreats that feel more like resorts.

The pace quickens. The scroll deepens. And something ancient risks being forgotten - not gone, but buried beneath the noise.

🎓Training for Depth or Branding?

There was a time when to teach yoga was a sacred vow. Years of practice, mentorship, and spiritual discipline were the threshold.

Now, fast-track trainings offer certifications in weeks. Logos, hashtags, and packages precede lineage or embodied understanding.

Of course, accessibility matters. And yoga should be for everyone. But when depth is traded for speed, and presence for performance - what is being taught? What, truly, are we passing on?

💸The Marketplace of Mindfulness

We live in a world of sales and scarcity. Yoga is not immune.

Studios and teachers offer referral bonuses, flash sales, unlimited bundles. Prices undercut one another in a silent scramble for survival. Even sacred days are co-opted: Black Friday Yoga. Cyber Monday Memberships.

The problem isn’t generosity - it's the why.

Are we inviting access, or playing into a system that values profit over presence? Have we mistaken popularity for purpose?

And still - students click, book, attend. We all participate in the dance of commodification, even as we long to break free.

🌲Rooting in the Yamas

What if we recalibrated? What if our businesses were shaped not by trends, but by Patanjali’s Yamas - the ethical roots of the yogic path?

Ahimsa - non-harming

Satya - truthfulness

Asteya - non-stealing

Aparigraha - non-hoarding

Could our pricing reflect non-violence - to ourselves, our students, our peers? Could we market with truth, not illusion? Set prices that honour experience, rather than steal value through competition? Release the grip of scarcity, and trust in enoughness?

This is not naïveté - it’s radical. It is yoga.

🍄‍🟫The Mycelium Model

Imagine a yoga economy rooted like a forest.

Each studio a tree. Each teacher a root. Each student a leaf turned toward light. Beneath it all, a mycelial network of shared intention - unseen but essential.

This is not about perfection. It is about practice.

A business rooted in yamas doesn’t reject the world - it nourishes a new one. It swims upstream, slowly, bravely. It becomes a quiet revolution in how we live, share, and sustain.

Tiny shifts. Honest pricing. Mutual care. These small, invisible gestures ripple - butterfly effects in a complex system desperate for meaning.

🔥Reclaiming the Fire

Yoga is not passive. It is not aesthetic. It is practice - fire, courage, commitment, sacrifice.

To walk the yogic path as a teacher, student, or space-holder is to hold a light up against the currents of consumerism.

To choose slowness in a fast world. To remember depth when we are told to perform. To nourish the whole forest, not just our own canopy.

Yoga begins where we live. How we price. How we speak. How we honour each other’s time, labour, lineage.

🕸️Conclusion: Remembering the Invisible

Let our yoga businesses be like woodland roots - interwoven, rich, unseen, alive.

Let us be musk deer - no longer searching for the scent, but remembering it lives within.

Let us walk slowly. Speak honestly. And rebuild this sacred web together - not as brands, but as beings.

✨Let’s Keep the Conversation Going

What does true yoga mean to you in today’s world? How do you balance making a living with practicing and teaching authentically? How do you navigate yoga and capitalism in your practice or business? What does ethical, rooted yoga look like in today’s world?

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[monkssnap]

#Butterflyeffect: - butterfly on a rose, from flower to flower the butterfly brings its own message, the effect in the shine of the morning dew it beats its wings two - three times, and waits for you in peace #Monkssnap  https://on.soundcloud.com/5FdwbzheYhTQaauZ6

[hopeje]

Creating Our Reality: The Power of Positive Action

What if the reality we believe in is the one we’ll create? It’s said that the more we think and work toward a goal, the more we repeat our “truth,” whether it’s good or bad, until it becomes our reality. We are writing our own lives, day by day. Over the past year, it seems like there has been an increase in trauma, bad actions, and bad people thrown in our faces. At 46, my perspective is…

[promisedclan]

MOON 1: TO DREAM (Part 1)

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A decision to be made lurks beneath the Read More. . .

It’s been an eventful moon for you, Coniferpaw. Many things have changed, your name being the most glaring one. Now there are so many rules about what to do and not to do and it’s downright confusing, at times.

Thankfully, many things stay the same, too.

You still share a sleeping space with the younger cats in your group. Shadedstar even caved a few days ago to let Bluekit sleep in the den with the apprentices so he wasn’t lonely!

You still follow the older cats around and do tasks to help keep your little clan running smoothly- Well, nowadays you follow your mentor around, primarily.

But you like Brownspot! She’s patient, and always listens to you when you need to tell her something. She tells you funny stories, too. Of your mothers, of the other adult cats in your group, of the Molly in Silver, who was supposed to have given you the strange white markings under your eyes.

Today she worked you hard, training your endurance and memory of battle moves alike. You were all too happy to collapse back into your nest in the apprentice’s den. . .

[kaeruskin]

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[jitzbala]

Searching for Positivity in a Year of Clouds

Life isn’t always fireworks, but a butterfly flapping its wings can spark something extraordinary. Let’s search for those ripples together. 🌟#MentalHealthMatters #SelfReflection #HopeInDarkness #Gratitude #MentalHealthSupport #PositivityRipple #SelfCare

Daily writing promptWhat positive events have taken place in your life over the past year?View all responses Some years feel like a puzzle missing its final piece. You look back, searching for something to celebrate—a win, a breakthrough, a moment of clarity—but all you find is the same grey sky stretching endlessly over your days. This year hasn’t been about triumphs or ticking boxes. It’s…

[crisicsgames]

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