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Imprint | Jeon Jungkook

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Hybrid au

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A/N: This was a request given to me months ago. Man, I'm sorry for posting this so damn late but here it is!

Summary: In which Jungkook reminisces about the days he had with his beloved human.

It's raining again.

Jungkook takes note of this little detail as his finger follows a trail of raindrop against the fogging surface of the window. His eyes are anything but empty, but they do reflect a twinge of melancholy and unease.

The stormy grey sky flashes white, and he flinches ever so slightly at the crackling sound of thunder that succeeded right after it. His heart paced inside his chest, reminding him of the terrifying life he had before this one.

Back then, he was always so alone—left to fend for himself as he scurried around the dark streets preying around for scraps of food. He had to run all over cities and get trampled on by those who wished to capture him.

“Kookie,” his ears are sharp enough to hear the gentle whisper of his name—if it's even considered a whisper.

It could not even be a mutter.

Heck, normal humans won't even be able to hear it at all.

But he did.

Maybe that's because he's part human and part dog—a hybrid, a beloved hybrid under the care of his beloved human owner.

Standing up from the rather comfortable couch beside the fairly large window, he walks towards the dreadfully white bed, his tail not doing its usual wagging motion. His ears, instead of being up and quirky, are left flopping over his hair.

He situates himself beside the bed.

Beside his human.

Beside you.

“[Y/n]..” he mumbles, looking over your pale form with his glistening eyes.

If only you could look at him right now and comfort him like you used to, he would be alright.

“.. Wake up?”

You were only sleeping—you were dreaming.

You aren't dead, no, you were only put to sleep.

But he doesn't want that, he wanted you awake, he needed you awake so you can hold him through this storm.

But you didn't wake up.

Your eyes remained shut, concealed to the beautiful world you helped him see and helped him accept.

It was you who did everything for him to overlook the negativity, but to focus solely on the upside in this dark world.

You're his light—his comfort, his haven.

But now, you're fading away into the clutches of the same darkness he was once held into, and he can't do anything about it.

He can't pull you back, he can't.

He would if he could.

“..”

Jungkook whimpers yet again, his ears drooping even more if that's possible, as he buries his face upon the soft pillow near your face. He can still smell the faint scent of [fav/flower] off your soft tresses of [c].

He could almost feel your arms encasing around him like you did when you found him in the same stormy night, he could almost hear your gentle voice calling him out as you relieved him of his worries and nightmares.

But that's the thing.

Almost.

It's far from being real.

When had everything spiralled down into a flurry of misfortune and melancholy? When had the euphoria dissipated in a series of grief?

Simple,

Right from the very beginning.

Jungkook refused to accept the truth of it all when he came to know about your condition roughly a few months after you found him.

How can he?

He just found a home—a family.

And now he's just going to accept the fact that she's dying because of an illness she's been battling all her life?

It's too bad—too evil, he thought once to himself.

Surely no one would put him through misery, then bring him bliss, only to push him back in an abyss of sadness, right?

No one would do that... right?

Wrong.

The world has always been cruel, it always has been and it will stay that way as long as it exists.

Jeon Jungkook knew that all when he was just a small pup. A literal, small pup, wobbling on his four legs, howling out for his long lost mother. He had been separated from his family when it was storming, and while being chased by humans bearing nets to catch them, he had slipped into a bridge of some sort and fell into the water.

He was lucky, at the very least, that he didn't drown.

The only downside to not drowning is that he was isolated from his mother, he was all alone in a place he is not aware of. He didn't know how far the current took him to, but seeing as he was suddenly in a place without buildings but the presence of nature—he figured he was taken very far away from where he originated.

He didn't even know that he was a hybrid at that time, but he was aware of a strange surging feeling in his tiny body, wanting to be released or something. Like it was some sort of power, but that was ludicrous because in his belief, shifting from a puppy into a human being—or being a hybrid, in general, is nothing but absurd.

Due to the rural area, he couldn't find any proper source of food. He was away from the city, directionless, and didn't even know if there's any source of civilization near the route he's taking.

It was still storming, too, so his fur was all matted with mud, dirt, and water. Everything was sticking so close to his skin that he shivered as he trudged along the rocky terrain.

He kept going on for days and nights, and the rain never stopped.

A few times, large moving objects with two lights on either side passed by him, some of them almost running over him in the process. Amid his fatigue and airy state of mind, the loud honk and the insanely blinding light was the only thing that reminded him that he was still living.

In his surprise, he rushed on all four legs to—to somewhere.

He didn't know where, but somewhere.

But he was only a little pup, a tiny little animal that couldn't even shift for the life of him. So, on a particular night, he finally collapsed under a tree, unable to go on any further.

He hasn't eaten in days, weeks even, and the only source of water he relied on was the continuous pouring of the heavy rain. The crackling sound of thunder accompanied him in his moments of isolation, he almost thought it was mocking him for being alone.

And he couldn't take it anymore.

He couldn't.

But just when he was finally about to drift off into the darkness he was held into, he felt.. warm.

Tiredly reopening his eyes, a faint, shaky whimper left his lips as he stared up at whatever caused him this sudden blanket of warmth.

And behold a human being!

It wasn't an adult, not like those humans who chased him as if he's prey. No, this one is younger, smaller, and much kinder—at least he hoped.

“Poor puppy,”

A girl?

The pup stiffened as warm hands wrapped around his small frame, and even though he was exhausted, he tried his best to wiggle around in hopes of being put down.

Child or not, she was still human!

And humans have never been kind to him even if he was part-human!

“Shh, shh, don't worry,” she whispers tenderly, her other hand rubbing his head so gently as if she's afraid he'll break apart.

“I'll take care of you, come on.” picking him up completely, she manages to let him take comfort in her warm arms -thanks to her raincoat- as she stands up with a kind smile.

His doe, black eyes stared against her hues of soft [c].

He can almost feel the gentle aura she's giving off, he can practically see the way the light around her hinders any form of darkness that seemed to approach.

After assuring that she has a good grip and that the puppy won't fall from her arms, the unnamed child, no older than nine, looks up at the grey firmament from underneath the willow tree.

“Aw, it's raining pretty harder than before,”

It was a good thing for her to bring along her frilly [c] umbrella even if it was only a rain shower earlier, one could not predict the weather these days.

“Hold on, puppy,” she whispers and glances at the pup, only to find out that it's already fast asleep.

Smiling, she takes out her umbrella and opens it up, happy that it would be easier to rush now that the cutie in her arms is sleeping.

When he regained his consciousness, the first thing he noticed is the comforting atmosphere he's in.

Standing on his legs, he stretches and registers the soft mound of material underneath him. Looking down, he nuzzles against the soft pillow, contented with how he woke up.

He honestly couldn't believe that someone—a human, nonetheless, would do this for him.

“You're awake!”

Startled, the little puppy falls from the mass of soft pillows and onto the floor, which was very low from where he was situated upon mere seconds ago.

“Silly, you fell off the bed.” he processes the words in his twitching ears, his eyes peering upwards to realize that he was on a bed before.

“But at least you can eat now,”

His head whips to the source of the voice quickly as soon as he heard food, and to his excitement, behold! A cute red dog bowl filled with, of course, food! Real food! Not the ones that are scrapped and came from the trash, not the ones that are stale and disgusting.

His tail automatically wags in delight as the bowl is placed in front of him, and he wasted no time to dig his snout in to scarf the contents down.

The still-unnamed human sits on her heels, elbows propped on her knees as she watched him fill himself up with the much-needed nourishment, his tail swaying in the process.

It's been so long ever since he had eaten something proper, let alone a complete meal.

He even rotated himself so he could lick off the excess bits in the bowl, which resulted in a soft laugh from the girl in front of him.

“You still hungry?”

He sits back on his legs, tail wagging ever so lightly in a way to communicate with her.

“Good thing, you need to be reaaaally healthy, after all!” with that, she picks up the bowl and continues to stroll away, leaving the little pup all to himself.

Eager and patiently waiting for his refill of basically anything, he takes the time to fall back onto the carpeted floor.

Ah, so soft...

Just by merely observing his surroundings, he can tell that he's in the girl's bedroom. It's fairly large for someone so young, and everything's almost a shade of complementary [c] and [2/c].

It looked nice.

“I'm back~” his thoughts ripped away in that instant, Jungkook looks back towards the approaching girl who placed the bowl back in front of him.

Unlike before, the contents in it spilt a bit, some of it scattering all over the pretty [c] carpet and even his rough fur.

He sniffs the odd white liquid.

What could this be?

“It's milk, puppy, don't worry—it tastes really good!” she relays, and the pup takes a tentative lick of the so-called 'milk' and oh, was it delicious.

Reluctance out of the way, he buries his entire snout into the milk and starts lapping as fast as he could, keen to take in the rich-tasting liquid he's yet to properly recognize.

When he's done, he sits back and stares back at the girl, who smiles at him in what seems to be woe.

“Are you full, puppy? That's great,” she sets the bowl aside and sits in front of him, her [c] eyes shining brightly. “I'm [Y/n], and since you don't have a collar..” his ears drooped down at the thought of being a stray.

The singular thought of having no collar at all reminded him of the truth that he's all alone in a world without his mother, without his siblings, who were probably in despair without him as well.

They were all so happy, after all.

He was the youngest pup and he had found out that the entire family could shift, but he was the only not unable to yet.

Shifting in the middle of being chased by animal control would technically be suicide because the topic of hybrids roaming around and coexisting with humans is taboo to the government.

They'll just be thrown in jail and be experimented on, which is far worse than living in the streets.

“You prolly don't have a name yet so... huh, how about Jungkook?”

His flattened ears perk back up in recognition.

Jungkook.

He likes the ring of it.

Eyes glimmering in awe, he happily barks at his new name.

A name, he has a name, now!

“Perfect! I'll call you Kookie for short,” he rushed to rub his snout affectionally against her hands, showing her just how grateful he was that she took care of him splendidly.

It appears to be a silent, onesided conversation, when in fact it is not.

He can understand what she's saying, it's just sad that she can't understand him at all.

[Y/n]. The girl who saved him from a literal end.

It was that rainy night did Jungkook finally found solace and comfort in the presence of a human who showered him with love and care every single day.

The hours that passed by that day were very eventful, to say the least. He found out more about her through further exploration of the house and her self-explanatory wordings at some point.

Even if she's a small child at the age of eight, she's living alone outside the city which, in her words, is far from the danger her parents once told her about. At one time, he agreed with her -not like she knows it- because the danger is in the city, but he can't exactly say that there's no root of danger outside.

And she's living alone!

She walked the rocky road of the area hours ago at night time without a care in the world, a frilly umbrella in her clasp as she stumbled upon his exhausted form.

It's clear that she has no adult supervision whatsoever judging by the way she acted, and he realized that he awakened in the early morning—the proof of this being the clock that read three am.

She's staying up late waiting for him to wake up so she can give him proper food.

He didn't know that such acts of compassion could exist.

More or less to a stray animal—but he's not exactly an animal now, is he?

Denying his real form would be disgracing what and who he is in the first place. He's a hybrid, a combination of animal and human.

Ah!

And speaking of the matter, he's fueled so well by now to the point wherein he feels he can do anything. There's a surge of—well, not power in particular, but there is something, flowing within his veins and it wants to be released.

He didn't know if this is the urge to shift into a human boy since he's not educated well in the process of transformation, but he figured that it's that.

As three am eventually passed into four, the little girl finally felt sleep beginning to eat away her consciousness, so with a gentle pat to his head, she retires to her large bed.

It would be a lie to say that sleep doesn't look so inviting, not when he had just been stuffed with the meal he's been waiting for so long.

So after minutes of struggling to claw the mattress to settle on the side next to his newfound friend, he finally made it up the bed and dove underneath the blankets, making sure to stay as close to her as possible as he let sleep overtake his being.

That was the start of something so wonderful.

Days were spent with nothing but playful banter, and he finally felt what it's like to go chase and tag someone around. Even if he's apparently, still stuck at his small puppy form.

All mornings are spent like this, either he wakes her up first by nudging her side or her waking him up by poking his sides. They'd eat breakfast together and then they'd play out in the field until the crack of dusk, only stopping to eat and rest before playing out in the open again.

It was until one late afternoon did Jungkook found out how she managed on her own.

[Y/n] was taking a nap at that time when someone came into the house, and of course, as a puppy that's now very protective, he barked with all his might. It was a man in black and white, with a handkerchief neatly designed in his chest pocket as he carried a couple of stuff with hands.

He barely paid the pup any mind as he laid the bags onto the counter along with what seems to be a journal or a book, then he left.

When [Y/n] came to be, she found everything that she was supplied with every month, and a look of forlorn came across her once mirthful features.

It turns out that her parents are working abroad for the entire time, making money to pay for her living expenses. She's assigned both a butler and a maid that goes to the house thrice every month to make sure she's doing well.

And that's that.

Eventually, days flew to weeks, to months, and to an exact year later—when everything changed.

It had been the normal, typical day where he plays chase with the sweet little girl when she suddenly called out for his name in fright.

He's a long-distance from her in the fields, but he heard her cry of fear and sudden silence very well thanks to his enhanced hearing.

[Y/n]?

His thoughts blurted in anxiousness as he pushed his four legs to run faster, and as he ascended over the lump of land he saw her last, the heavy feeling in his little heart grew even heavier.

There, he saw her, face-first on the ground, writhing and heaving massive breaths as if she's having extreme difficulty.

Barking, Jungkook skids over to where she is situated and immediately becomes alarmed at the sight of red splotches against the faint green grass.

“K-Kookie,” she whispers hoarsely as she looks at him, eyes bloodshot from coughing so much.

Jungkook whimpers in response as he watched her fall to her side, still breathing heavily as she tried to get a grasp of her consciousness.

Unable to do anything, he began barking as loud as he could. Luckily, without even having to wait for something, it's as if someone answered his desperate cries.

For a car not too far in the horizon came into view, eventually stopping to the front of the house, and out came a maid.

He stiffens.

Today's the day someone checks up on her!

He wasted no time to run down the fields and under the fences, barking as he approached the shellshocked maid who looked down at him in confusion.

“What is it?” the woman questions, her young face crinkling in confusion.

Jungkook kept barking, trying to get her to notice how desperate and anxious he's sounding as of the moment.

But when she didn't understand, he finally bit the hem of her long uniform and started tugging her to the fields impatiently.

Hurry!

He shouts inside his head, tearfully thanking whoever listened to him when the maid began to get the gist of what he's doing.

He made sure to guide her to his fallen friend as quick and as clear as possible, even barking as a way for him to scream 'hurry up'.

When the maid stumbled over the fallen body of little [Y/n], she gasps in horror and scooped her up in her arms, glancing at the puppy who barked at her again before racing back towards the car.

The woman opens the door to the passenger seat and lets him hop inside before gently placing the fragile body of the girl inside and racing towards the driver's seat.

As she busied herself with her seatbelt and starting the car, Jungkook starts whimpering at the back, faint whining leaving his throat as he laid against [Y/n]'s stomach, his teary eyes ever once leaving her face.

He stared at the dried blood against the corners of her pale cheeks, and he fussed over the sudden, horrific situation.

Was she so sick to the point where she coughs up blood?

But she's been so healthy!

All she eats are leafy greens and fruits! She's a nutritious individual who spent mornings out in the sun, making sure to get lots of vitamins provided by—

He froze.

Yes.. [Y/n] has been eating vegetables and fruits, she also ate meat on several occasions, but the most prominent one she's been intaking ever since he met her are those strange little things that are various in colour.

They come along in tiny white containers with prescriptions all over it, words he cannot fathom, and numbers and all instructions he doesn't get.

She's taking medicine.

But for what?

His questions were answered the second little [Y/n] was rushed to the Emergency Room, and he had to be cradled by the kind maid who thanked him for leading her to the young mistress.

Fortunately, the woman has a habit of speaking to herself, so as she fussed over several possibilities as to how the child's health could've spiralled down so abruptly, Jungkook was there to listen and be aware of his friend's entire background.

[Y/n] [L/n] is suffering from a disease called tuberculosis and has long been given medications to help aid her health or to even minimize the risk of endangering her life.

She's a girl with a weak immune system and has been diagnosed with repetitive chronic bronchitis back when she was four, effectively damaging her lungs severely and paving way for the bacteria to spread and eventually activate.

Jungkook didn't understand it at first for all the terms the doctors gave the maid are extremely complex, but he did comprehend and speculate that whatever she's going through right now—it's putting her life in the line.

The maid called the parents, and they talked about moving back into the city so that more can watch over her the route to the hospital would be a quick ten to half an hour drive instead of a full-blown hour and a half.

He's positive with this turning point.

When [Y/n] woke up, he skidded right past the legs of nurses who struggled to rush out the room to alert the doctor in charge. He jumps onto a nearby chair and the bed, where he started barking in both worry and relief.

“Jungkook!” she smiles, the colour in her face back in its usual colour.

Satisfied and believing that she's fine as of the moment, he proceeded to snake closer to her side, letting her know how worried he was over the entire situation.

Giggling, she embraces him gently, like she first did so when he slept by her side on that rainy night.

Everything would be alright.

He's sure of it as she's brought back into the bustling city life in Busan, the place where he originated from.

There was already a place for them in the city, which didn't phase him at all by then considering he just realized how rich her family was.

It's good to think that even with the riches surrounding her, she wasn't spoiled at all, in fact, although alone and having no real company other than him, she started sharing her blessings and riches to both butlers and maids alike in the large house she has for herself.

She's a kind soul, a kind soul that's slowly being deprived of life.

He didn't understand why someone so fortunate is unfortunate at the same time.

But he didn't care, at least not on the fortune side.

All he cares for now is the truth that she's hanging by a thread.

Jungkook stuck close to her ever since, making sure he can see her within his peripheral and giving her privacy when needed. He has to make sure that she doesn't succumb into the clutches of her disease, even if maids and butlers are roaming the place, it's his topmost priority to keep track of her safety.

Time passed by again, and she's now eleven years of age.

He can tell that he's at least the same age as she is, judging by how his capacity to think and comprehend complex things has increased evidently. Though it's not much, he can understand better now.

Similarly, [Y/n] has left homeschooling to attend a school like any other kids her age is doing—which means she's gone for most hours of the day, and he's left to do whatever he wants.

It's boring having to wait all the time, but it's exciting when she steps foot back in the large house.

Ah, and how can I forget?

This time is also the time wherein he has learned to do the most crucial thing a hybrid can do;

Shifting.

It happened at a much-needed time.

Butlers are out shopping for groceries and maids are busy attending to other matters addressed to them by the parents through the mail, and some are off-duty as of the moment.

It was three in the afternoon, and Jungkook is lazying around the living room after his well-deserved nap when the front door opened to reveal a stumbling and hacking [Y/n]. Her school uniform has tiny spots and flecks of red as she coughed into her fist, her other hand frantically searching the bag that dangled off her shoulders.

Not again!

He cries in his head, quickly rushing to her aid when she let her body drop to the nearby sofa. He helps in rummaging through the contents of her bag in hopes of finding the medication, luckily, she did—and she took it out, shaking hands struggling to open the container.

Cough!

Crash!

“Ah—” [Y/n] wheezes as the container falls to the floor, the medicine spilling all over the carpet.

She reaches down to take it, when her vision suddenly crossed, blurring her sight and paving way for the dizziness to surge in her head.

“Ugh..” she groans, holding her head and coughing at the same time.

Jungkook stiffens in his place as he watched in horror, unable to do anything yet again.

[Y/n]!

She's too dizzy, too lightheaded.

He whimpers and takes a glance at the spilt medication before racing towards the kitchen.

Water first, he has to get her a glass of water.

Picking the medicine up would be easy.

Seconds later, he rushes into the hallway that leads to the kitchen, his legs racing and pushing to go faster.

But how will he be able to get water?

He turns to a corner, and the door to the kitchen is seen.

He may be able to get in the kitchen, but how will he even manage to retrieve a glass?

Please...

Jungkook bursts in the kitchen, his feet immediately leading him to the cupboard where glasses are stored.

He reaches to open it, his hand—

Wait, his hand!?

Gasping, eleven-year-old Jungkook freezes momentarily, his wide eyes scanning his little but much bigger.. paw? No, hand!

He's—he's shifted into a human!

In automatic response, he feels something wagging behind, and he looks back to see his tail still there—and he suddenly realizes that he's in fact, a hybrid.

He had forgotten all about it!

But now's not the time to stand around.

Rushing, he swiftly takes a glass out of the cupboard and skids to the water dispenser. After filling it up with enough water, he runs back to the living room where he can still hear laboured breathing.

“[Y/n]!” his voice caught him by surprise, all because he's been accustomed to barking.

He kneels and takes a spare medicine from within the fallen container and inches closer to the girl whose eyes are becoming duller by the second.

“Here, quickly!” he eggs her on.

You didn't understand how things worked back then.

Who was this boy?

Where was Jungkook?

But he's technically saving your life, so even if you're feeling so nauseous, you took the medicine you dreaded so much and plopped it in your mouth.

The boy nears the glass of water to your lips and you're grateful by how he helped you tip the glass so you can drink in ease.

It took a few minutes for the drug to kick in, but the boy waited along patiently in concern.

When you can speak clearly and the feeling of queasiness has gone away, you stared at the boy in front of you.

He can't be older than eleven, that makes him the age as you!

“T-thank you, but...”

Your question is cut off when you spotted the dog ears and the tail that's.. glued behind him.

Putting two and two together, you were able to come up with a decent realization.

“Y-y-you're a—!”

Hybrid.

You dove back onto the couch, fear and awe and admiration soaring in your [c] eyes as you stared at the now familiar looking guy in front of you.

You wouldn't miss the way those doe eyes looked at you in concern.

He stayed silent, probably soaking in how real everything is by now.

He kept looking at his hands too, he even tugged at his dog ears!

“Jungkook??” you stammered, and he instantly snaps his gaze at you.

“H-hi, [Y/n],” he tried using his voice, and to his shock, unlike the usual barks, the words he wanted to convey directed their way out of him.

He emphasizes his disbelief by slamming both of his hands on his mouth, eyes eerily wide and ears sticking up.

Still not over the ordeal at hand, you observed in mild interest and even scepticism at how your supposed puppy is fretting over the entirety of his being.

“I—I shifted... !” the child laughed, the tail behind him starting to wag.

He looked at you, and you stiffened again, “[Y-Y/n], I shifted!” and as he continued to be excited at how he transformed from puppy to half-human-half-puppy, you busied yourself with freaking out and squealing at t the same time.

“And you're a hybrid!” you exclaimed in glee and wonder, your hands darting out immediately to gently touch his ears.

He paid no mind to this, in fact, he leaned into your touch with a bright grin on his face.

“Ahh, thank you very much for helping me earlier, Jungkook,” you said as you got comfortable on the couch, bewildered at how you think you're so... okay about the prevailing circumstance.

The hybrid jumps a little at your statement, “Yeah, of course! It's the least I could do, hm!” his cute bunny-like teeth are seen, opposing how he's truly half-puppy and not half-rabbit.

You leaned back, humming in question,

“Least you could do?”

Once more, Jungkook nods and he chuckles at how your eyes followed the way his ears bobbed and flopped onto his soft hair.

“Yup, you saved me years ago, didn't you?”

A faint glow of white pops in—a memory, faded into your eyes, reminding you of that rainy night where you rescued an exhausted, stranded puppy in the middle of nowhere.

You were reminded of how you nurtured the small puppy and fed it with well-needed meals, and you were reminded of how you took care of him to the best of your abilities.

“I didn't know how to shift back then, so I stayed as a puppy. I don't know how I did it now, but I'm glad I did!” his orbs twinkled, “I'm not returning the favour. I'm willing to show you the same care as you did for me!” he childishly opened his arms in emphasis, the sweet bunny grin still on his face.

You blinked,

once,

and twice.

And smiled.

Needless to say, Jungkook kept his promise that day.

Finding him a place and letting others know of his true existence wasn't too hard, much to your befuddlement. It seems that as some point, some of the maids and butlers alike have encountered a good-natured hybrid in their life, while others merely accepted them in the society.

It brought a root of comfort from Jungkook, who then felt no need to shift back in his puppy form—which still baffled you.

You didn't know that hybrids could shift to their alter esse, but I guess there's more to them than what meets the eye, after all.

After debating whether to tell your parents or not, you caved in after reminiscing about the days Jungkook was practically there to save you from your end.

He's the reason why you're still living right now.

And again, much to your surprise, they were more than alright to let him live under the same roof. They both strongly believe that he works best as a guardian of some sort—they even allowed him to go to the same school as you!

So starting from then on, he accompanied you to the school you're attending as a transferee who always dons a cap in which he stuffs his ears upwards to hide them away.

You asked him countless times to find a better solution if it's way too uncomfortable, but he reasoned that it felt rather nice. His tail is not hard to hide, it just really stays inside the back of his pants without any trouble.

Your bond after that only deepened more, you two were even inseparable in school! You were open to making more friends, but Jungkook made it a habit to growl at anyone who even comes too close for comfort.

It didn't help that his canines stayed intact, so he tends to show it off to those who are courageous enough to touch a fraction of your skin.

You all were mere children, however, so it's a given that everyone will try to come close to befriend each other—but your classmates avoided you because you have a literal growling Jungkook beside you 24/7.

You didn't care, you had him, anyways!

When you first attended highschool, literal drama and puberty started topping off the charts. It was sometime around eighth grade when Jungkook learned to trust humans other than you, thus gaining more friends and being open like you wanted him to be.

It didn't mean that he didn't stick by your side, though, because he did.

One time in eleventh grade, a boy whose name I'll shorten to J.M, asked you out to prom—let's say that Jungkook was pulling you away already before you even got to reply.

Much to his misfortune, J.M still took you for a dance at prom night, an event Jungkook couldn't go to because a hat and a tux don't go well together.

He's forced to watch a live feed from one of your friends as he situated himself on the mansion's couch, his ears flat on his head and a scowl appearing to be permanently plastered on his face.

When you arrived at midnight, he bustled off the furniture and bounded over to you with a bright grin. He pushed through your bubble and hugged your waist as tight as he could, ruffling your [c] cocktail dress as his tail wagged back and forth.

It kept on being like that even until college, where you took a major for [dream job] and he followed in your footsteps.

Literally.

In those years, you have not once seen your parents.

It took a toll on you one college night when you broke down because of stress and the fact that you're dying—and that you know that your time is very limited. You thought of your life that very night as you sobbed into the sheets of your bed, wondering why your parents never visited.

Jungkook wasn't there for he's staying in a different room in a different building in the university dorm, but it seems as if he has a sixth sense, for when you opened the door after hearing several soft knocks, he stood there with a concerned frown.

He took note of your bloodshot eyes and messy desk into recognition and wasn't slow to fit the pieces together, his ears sagging at the sight.

“Why are you here?” you whispered in the dead of night as he pushed you back into your room and gently shut the door behind him, “Something was off, and I'm right.” was his only response as he held your shoulders down, making you sit down on your bed.

When you made a move to stand back up, he holds you down again.

Seeing that he's not taking no for an answer, you begrudgingly laid down on the bed, watching as he approached your messy desk.

The wooden table contained an open lampshade, scatters of essays that had wet blotches that undoubtedly came from your tears, multiple books stacked upon one another, and a laptop that displays an opened, to-be-edited document.

He shakes his head in disapproval at this after realizing that it's two in the morning. He turns off the lampshade and starts arranging the items neatly.

The sharp flutter of sheets echoed in the adequately sized room and from that sound alone, he knew you were deciding to trudge towards him and prevent him from keeping everything away.

“What are you doing?” you hissed as you swung your legs over the bed, “I'm going to study!” when you were about to stand up, Jungkook was already in front of you, pushing you back down as he did earlier.

“Jungkook!” you whispered harshly.

He snorted and wrapped you in your sheets before laying to your side, his strong arms overlapping your cocoon of a body.

“You already studied enough, leave it be and sleep.” he mumbled, his eyes closed as he said this.

You whined and swayed back and forth, making an effort to get out of the layers concealing you from the neck to your feet. “I got a test tomorrow, let me study—” his body vibrated, indicating a laugh of some sort leaving him. “I know, I have one too. We're classmates,” he replied.

Another grunt left you, “Then we should—”

“[Y/n],”

You froze at his serious voice emanating from your side.

It's rare to hear him talk so seriously after he grew out of growling at random people back at grade school. He's been a very uplifting spirit that didn't show an ounce of blue.

“You've been crying as of late,” murmured the hybrid.

Damn it.

He knows how to shut you up real good.

“Why?” he lifted his face to peer at you through locks of black hair.

You didn't look back at him, though—he's surprisingly good at staring people in the eyes and deriving their current emotion and motive through it. It must be because of his enhanced sixth sense, or maybe he's just good at reading you.

Or maybe you were simply extremely easy to read.

“[Y/n]?”

You didn't miss the sudden envelope of warmth coursing through the thin sheets of the makeshift cocoon, and you knew it was his hand gently entwining with yours.

It's a natural phenomenon for such a feat to occur considering how close the two of you are.

You sighed, “I'm fine, Kook,” his hand tightens its grip and you finally meet his eyes, “Believe me.” you said.

He furrows his eyebrows, the lightest act of concern whiplashing you with shock. He's not this insistent in knowing something.

“I don't,” he replied.

Pursing your lips together at his objection, you turned your head away, feeling defeated at the moment, but he only peeks over your line of sight.

“You'll sleep first, but you admit what's going on first thing tomorrow.” he subtly demands, the crease on his forehead still present.

Unable to disagree and unable to hide the dissatisfaction that he knows it when you lie, you mumbled a silent 'okay'.

This singular act of obedience brought a timid smile across his lips, and he plopped down on the space beside you with a contented hum.

Somehow, this wave of warmth combined with his presence soothed your nerves. Jungkook always has this aura of comfort and safety wherever he goes, and you were adamant in being near it all the time.

It could be because he had saved you innumerable times and you've grown used to him being by your side.

Whatever the reason was, you were grateful, nevertheless.

So that supposedly lonely night, you spent it with the hybrid who shared a shred of your heart and soul, drifting away in a euphoric, tender infused sleep that took away all sorts of darkness that lingered in your chest.

That time appeared to have a drastic effect on your relationship with Jungkook—in a good way, of course. It's a clear case that you two became even more inseparable if that's possible. Ever since then, he made it a routine to come knocking at your door whenever his senses tingled like crazy, and his hunches are right most of the time.

Jungkook's never wrong when it comes to reading you.

He knew you as if you were an open book to him—or so he assumes.

That tiny belief that he knew you so well, came crashing down one day when you suddenly didn't return home from your workplace.

He waited.

He didn't sleep.

He didn't care when your maids and butlers assured him that you'd be fine, that you're safe and sound.

Didn't care when they offered to give you a call, for he didn't want to hear your voice through a damned speaker from a device but face-to-face.

So he waited.

Until you came barging in the front doors, wobbling in your steps.

He got to you first before any of your maids did.

He wasn't even that near from you when his nose crinkled at the whiff of something... very unlike you. His tail had frozen stiff behind him in anxiousness as he slid to you with open arms, just the right time for him to catch your falling body.

He sniffed your hair, and he grimaced.

You smelled of alcohol.

“This is what you call 'busy'?” he asked with an undertone of hurt as he carried you to your room, dismissing the worried glances from the maids and butlers alike as he placed you on your bed.

“Going to a damned bar and drinking tons of alcohol? What's with you, [Y/n]?” he didn't sugarcoat his wordings as he scolded you.

You felt like a child, which you practically were in the moment for the large intake of alcohol made you act like you're eight.

“N~nothin'~”

Jungkook presses the space between his eyebrows in what can be assumed as exasperation, a guttural sound leaving him.

“[Y/n], you're not acting like yourself ever since you took that one week vacation,” he mentions, and in your euphoric state, you merely bobbed your head in reply. “Why aren't you saying anything?” Jungkook whispered, “Don't you know how worried I was? What if you suddenly got an attack and you didn't have your medication? What if—” he started listing off all the possible dangers you could've done by drinking alone, and somehow, you managed to understand every single thing.

“—I'm fine though, aren't I?” came your snappy remark, the liquor in your head blurring all sorts of conscious moral.

Jungkook reared back from the bed in apprehension, his raised ears twitching by the sudden tone of snarkiness.

You're never like this.

“W...” he trailed away in his sentence, unable to complete it.

You rolled your eyes, “I'm perfectly fine! I've only drunk a couple of glasses and I have my medication. I'm still in one piece.” you scoffed as you said this.

Jungkook clenched his fist against the mattress of your bed and gritted his teeth, his sharp canines appearing,

“I don't care if you're fine, I don't care if you only drank a few, I don't care if you had your medication and I don't care if you're still in one piece—I care about how much you're draining your life! Your health is not fine and that's what I'm worried about!” he bellowed, his voice dripping with the lightest tint of animosity.

His blazing black eyes locked with yours in a staredown, sparks of confidence and pride sizzling off the invisible chain linking his annoyance to you own.

Why was he even fighting with you when you're not well enough to assess the situation?

It hadn't been the first time for a fight to ensue between the two of you about your health, but this is the first time he felt so... so enraged.

It's like you don't care about how limited your time in this world is and he's beyond the word of hurt and unacceptance because of it.

“Well don't worry because you'll have noooothing to worry about soon enough,”

His thoughts were cut off almost instantly upon hearing this.

His ears fell flat against the sides of his head and his tail went limp, he is incapable of stopping the furious beating of his heart and how his senses started fluctuating like crazy.

Something's not right.

You looked sullen.

“What... do you mean?” he tried to let out the words as quickly as he could so he'd not choke on it later on, but something inside him wished desperately that he didn't ask about it in the first place.

Your once blazing eyes of [c] morphs into a dull shade of [c], ridden of its life and twinkle as you stared at the frozen hybrid.

“I only have a year left.”

Slowly, as if he's in a movie of some sort, the world froze.

The gears in his head turned and turned until they locked in place, perfectly registering those few devastating words that were strong enough to crash into his sense of distress.

He noticed that you drew your stare away from his own, and he speculated that you didn't want to see his reaction.

Heck, he didn't even want to see how he reacts.

“What?” was the only thing he could utter.

You didn't reply.

Of course.

What would you answer to that?

In a split second, every source of infuriation in his body dropped like a measly coin, and he felt the familiar surge of desolation overpower everything else.

“B-but,” his voice cracked and you swore a piece of your heart broke along with it, “That's too little time...!” you still didn't look his way.

The absence of your [c] eyes against his own triggered the desperation within, and he cried out in anguish as he rushed forward to tackle you to the bed, not even bothering to shift to his other form at the moment.

“Oof!” a pained gasp left you as his leaner body slammed roughly on top of your own, his arms swiftly encircling your waist just as your back lands back on the bed, your drunken stupor shook out in the process.

He practically buried his head on your chest in an immaculate manner, it was a thing he always kind of did when he's in his dog form -though he's not, presently speaking-.

His body quaked above you as restless sobs began erupting from his throat, you can even feel his tears soaking your front.

“N-no, I'm sorry—I'm sorry I was mad, p-please don't play around like this. It's not funny, [Y/n]!” Jungkook whimpered in despair, his cries doubling in intensity when you sheltered your arms around him in a protective way—almost as if you're shielding him from the sad fact.

You honestly didn't know what to cry about.

The fact that you have a year left to live, or the reality that Jungkook is in denial and stubbornly believes that you're merely bluffing.

“I-I don't like this game, please stop it, I don't want this.” he continued to whimper, sniffing now and then as he made no move to shield his crying. “I'm not playing around, Jungkook.” the whisper left your lips before you could even sugarcoat it, ending the phantasm the hybrid had put himself into.

The outcome is rapid and he snapped his head towards you, his tear-filled eyes already red and leaking. The crease in his eyebrows is apparent as he bared his teeth in a threatening manner.

He rose from his position and placed his hands on the bed, right beside both sides of your head, perfectly towering over you.

One of his tears dropped on your cheek.

“You're lying—you're lying!!”

His outburst made you shrink underneath him, but you made sure to retain the eye contact he daringly started. He made no move to hide the fangs that were seen as he growled from above you.

“Don't be mad over something you know would happen soon, Jungkook, it's useless.” you bluntly stated, the memory of the doctor relaying the news to you making its way inside your head, causing a stream of upcoming tears to line in your eyes.

Both your sentence and the sight of your tears struck Jungkook like lightning, his gaze softening and his fangs shortening back to its normal size.

It appeared as if he finally calmed down, at least enough to talk properly.

“I-...” he panted, the tears resuming to fall against your cheeks.

He hiccuped as you pulled him down, your arms covering him in a way to console him of his worries and fears. It always made him calm, but now, that effect turned for the worst, and he only seemed to cry even more.

“That can't be..” he sobbed, “No, [Y/n], no...” it wasn't even an understatement that your top is soaked by now.

You sighed, your throat hurt from gulping the painful lump down in order not to break down in front of him, as well.

All roots from your drunken state were now gone.

“It's still a year away, Kook, don't worry—I'm still here,”

That pacified him down in the slightest.

His sobs slowly silenced itself into hiccups and sniffles, and he didn't remove his arms from you. By now the two of you had turned to your sides, still staring at the other as you stroke his ears gently.

His eyes were so red.

“Don't cry anymore, Kook. You need to be happy,”

But how?

He wanted to ask.

How can he be happy when the person who loved and cared for him so much will be gone in a year?

He refrained from saying it out loud, of course, because he's afraid he'll start crying all over again—and you made an effort to stop him just earlier, he didn't want to put you through such difficulty.

Not when you're in the last phases of your life.

Just thinking of it like that made him stiff, but fortunately, you were there to hug and comfort him.

And you never let go, not even when he fell asleep, drained from crying so much. He hoped that it would always be like that, that you'd always be there to hug him whenever he feels so lost.

You were that angel he's read from a book—you could even be that so-called prince charming, but at the same time, you were a princess. A deity, a goddess, even!

You were that good character who's so nice but dies early in the series he's watched with you on Netflix, you were simply that light.

And to Jungkook's dismay, you couldn't last long.

The first month after he became aware of the news, he kept a very close eye on you such that he actually visited your workplace from time to time. Your coworkers and boss didn't mind—he's a sweet individual, after all.

Plus, it's cute to see someone following you behind like a lost puppy.

Ah, if only they knew.

Jungkook waited for you until you get out of work and made it a routine to be the one to drive you home, practically taking the place of your driver and guardian. Sometimes, if you're working late, he gives your boss an earful, much to your embarrassment.

Fortunately, the former deemed him as a cute boyfriend trying to coax him into getting you out of work early, which happens all the time.

It kept on being like this until around the fourth month, where you suddenly fainted in the middle of work with a pool of blood surrounding your work desk. Your coworkers literally flew in panic as they fussed to inform your boss, the ambulance, and call the one listed in your emergency contacts list altogether.

Jungkook, who was napping at that time in the mansion, had been shaken awake by the same maid he barked at decades ago.

She was then carrying a phone with a look of dread all over her face.

As he hastened to take the respective accessories to conceal his twitchy ears, he was more than thankful to find out that the driver was already there.

He also reached the hospital in less than ten minutes, thanks to the car speeding over red lights.

You were rushed to the Emergency Room, apparently, so he had to wait outside. His knee kept bouncing in anticipation as he eyed multiple doctors and nurses walk back and forth in the room. Whenever he asked them about your condition, their answers are diverse and unspecific, which drove him wild.

He waited for two more hours until you were moved into a more private room where he can finally see you without any trouble.

Doctors weren't able to explain your predicament explicitly, only relaying details such as damaged lungs and that's it.

After tearfully accepting the obscure yet devastating news, he went to your side, sobbing as he did so three months ago.

Only this time, you weren't awake.

And how can he forget?

It's as if the weather is on par with his emotions.

It's raining again, after all.

“Kookie,” his ears are sharp enough to hear the gentle whisper of his name—if it's even considered a whisper.

It could not even be a mutter.

Heck, normal humans won't even be able to hear it at all.

But he did.

Maybe that's because he's part human and part dog—a hybrid, a beloved hybrid under the care of his beloved human owner.

Standing up from the rather comfortable couch beside the fairly large window, he walks towards the dreadfully white bed in haste, his tail not doing its usual wagging motion. His ears, instead of being up and quirky, are left flopping over his hair, long out of the beanie that concealed it.

He situates himself beside the bed.

Beside his human.

Beside you.

“[Y/n]..” he mumbles, looking over your pale form with his glistening eyes.

If only you could look at him right now and comfort him like you used to, he would be alright.

“.. Wake up?”

You were only sleeping—you were dreaming.

You aren't dead, no, you were only put to sleep so you wouldn't feel the throbbing pain in your lungs.

But he doesn't want that, he wanted you awake, he needed you awake so you can hold him through this storm.

But you didn't wake up.

Your eyes remained shut, concealed to the beautiful world you helped him see and helped him accept.

It was you who did everything for him to overlook the negativity, but to focus solely on the upside in this dark world.

You're his light—his comfort, his haven.

But now, you're fading away into the clutches of the same darkness he was once held into, and he can't do anything about it.

He can't pull you back, he can't.

He would if he could.

“..”

But that's the thing.

Almost.

It's far from being real.

When had everything spiralled down into a flurry of misfortune and melancholy? When had the euphoria dissipated in a series of grief?

Simple,

Right from the very beginning.

Jungkook refused to accept the truth of it all when he came to know about your condition roughly a few months after you found him.

How can he?

He just found a home—a family.

And now he's just going to accept the fact that she's dying because of an illness she's been battling all her life?

It's too bad—too evil, he thought once to himself.

Surely no one would put him through misery, then bring him bliss, only to push him back in an abyss of sadness, right?

No one would do that... right?

Wrong.

The world has always been cruel, it always has been and it will stay that way as long as it exists.

He now has learned to accept that although there are good things in the world, they are only ephemeral—they're nothing but mere, fleeting dreams.

They serve as short-lived euphoria for pathetic beings like him who are brought in the world to be crestfallen for the remaining of their existence.

It's unfair, it's very unfair.

But what can he do?

This is not like those fairytales that he read where he can plead to a diety, consult a witch for a potion, or even switch places with you! If it is, then he would've done so years ago.

He'd do anything to ensure you a safe and happy life, but nothing ever goes his way, right? Nothing.

Jungkook takes a seat next to your bed and fishes out your hand from under the thin white blanket. He grasps it as tight as he could, hoping that you'd be able to feel the warmth he's so urgently wanting you to feel. Then he leans down, presses his forehead to it, and prays to whoever is listening for you to wake up.

He's waiting for so long, when will you finally open your eyes to look at him?

When will you finally be okay?

Never.

But then—that small flicker of hope made itself known.

“J.. Jungkook?”

Even for just a fraction of time.

The hybrid gasps, his ears perking and his tail stiffening as he snaps his head to shift his view to you.

His dull eyes met [c] hues, and he completely breaks down that instant.

“[Y-Y/N]!” he cries, standing up from the seat so he can loom over and capture you in a tight hug. You cough lightly underneath him but made a move to return the hug even if it proved to be difficult.

His sobs rebounded back and forth, erupting continuously from his throat as he soaked your hospital gown with his endless tears.

“You're okay... you're okay,” he keeps mumbling, his face buried in your hair at that moment.

You giggle—or at least you tried to, for all that came out of you are hoarse chaffing. “Of course I'm okay, I wouldn't leave you too soon. It hasn't even been a year,” your reply had done two consecutive effects on him; he's relieved that you're still fine, and he's wrecked upon remembering that you only had months yet to live.

After a couple more minutes of hugging each other to death, which may or may not be exaggerated, he finally departs from your arms, which took a lot of struggle.

“Y-you mean you won't stay confined here?” Jungkook manages to question in the middle of sniffing, his tail cutely wagging behind in light bliss at the news you brought. Apparently, you've told your doctor before that if you ever were brought to the hospital due to severe condition, you'd only take the necessary steps to regain back your temporary good health before going home.

Your reason was that you didn't want to remain restricted in a single space for the remaining months, and although it's true, your main reason was that you'd rather spend it with Jungkook.

“Yes, I won't be staying here for the rest of my days,” you clarified with a tiny smile, your fingers -that you just noticed are gripped by his own- enclasping around his own with the same amount of strength.

An indication that you're still okay, and that you're still there.

Before Jungkook can voice out his relief and excitement, however, the door to your hospital room opens, and your doctor comes in holding a bunch of papers and a clipboard.

As if knowing you're awake by then, she smiles, “I've already filled out the sheets that will discharge you by tomorrow, so for now, you should just rest.” she informs, nodding towards Jungkook who meekly bowed in return.

The reality of the latter being a hybrid didn't faze the medical practitioner at the slightest—probably because she has a hybrid as a friend too, and respected them all equally.

“Thank you,” you smile gratefully as she sets down a couple of new medications, undoubtedly dosed higher and stronger than the previous versions. “It's not a problem at all,” she says as she checked the labels, “Jungkook will be with you the entire time, I'd have nothing to worry about.” her sentence brings a timid laugh to escape the man in question, his eyes twinkling slightly in the process.

After rechecking her papers and confirming your vitals, the doctor gently pats your shoulder before leaving the room.

“I'll take care of you, [Y/n], I promise.” his voice rebounds back into your ears just as the woman left. You drift your eyes back to him, the smile never leaving your face for a second.

With a hand adoringly caressing his still quivering hand, you chuckle,

“I know you will.”

And so, you were brought back to the mansion.

Maids and butlers alike, though reluctant of your departure from the hospital, are more than ecstatic to see your mirthful face bounding all over the enormous abode. Your presence remained constant to the point wherein everyone adores you.

You weren't the snobby, rich lil' girl who feeds off the money her parents send from abroad. You weren't the rags to riches type of girl, but you were the one who remained with the riches and used it to benefit the others.

Jungkook, who experienced your hospitality firsthand, willingly told new servants of his story and your encounter in the rain.

His stories made you look like an angel, and though you deny it -much to the others' displeasure-, he keeps telling you otherwise.

“You're a literal angel, [Y/n],” Jungkook hums as he snuggled close to your chest one lazy afternoon, and you laugh, “Not quite, but I'll let you be.” he smiles at your reply.

He's been expecting another drastic occurrence as of late, but so far nothing is happening and he couldn't be any more grateful.

It finally seemed as if the granules of time halted momentarily to give him the proper closure, to prepare him for the worst to come before it finally resumes again like endless falling sand.

And, albeit difficult, Jungkook finally learned to accept that you'll have to go soon—without him.

It's useless to dwell over the impending death when he could just accept it and cherish the time left with you, after all, and he's happy with what he'd done.

He's planned all the perfect stuff to keep you happy until the end of the year, too, thanks to his early acceptance.

During the sixth month, the two of you left Seoul to take an entire month vacation in Italy, where there's a built house prepared for your arrival. It's one of your parents' vacation homes, and since they're currently somewhere in Switzerland, the place is free except for the caretakers.

That whole month was spent very nicely.

Mornings are started with breakfast in bed, afternoons are versed with tours and sightseeing activities, and evenings are spent with eating pasta and throwing meatballs.

Hybrids, however, are not exactly welcomed in Italy -at least a part of the country- so Jungkook had to hide his ears and tails for the month.

Amusingly, you had to conjure a whole story when a man tries to flirt with you and Jungkook comes growling like a predator. His canines even appeared one time, effectively scaring a poor, sweet man away. You remembered the day you watched a curl in his hair bounce as he ran.

“What an odd feature,” you mumbled, and Jungkook snorted. “He's no good for you, that's all I'm saying.” he didn't mind the hit on his arm as he pulled you away to a restaurant.

The seventh month, right after you stepped inside the mansion, confetti and all sorts of party paraphernalia blew up from each corner of the place and soon enough, you were covered of it.

There's a goofy smile in your face and the maids and butlers were more than happy to see you like that. They've grown to love you, after all, so celebrating your arrival was mandatory among them.

With a sweet [f/f] cake to share with everyone paired with a whole lot of souvenirs bought from Italy handed to them, you retreated to your room, the fatigue finally making itself known.

“Young mistress is so nice,” a maid, Yereuna, says adoringly.

She was the same maid who Jungkook approached all those years ago.

“Her short life surely is devastating news..” Yeom, the maid's little brother, speaks up quietly in return.

The atmosphere turned quite gloomy after that, and Jungkook was well knowledgeable of the eyes staring through his back as he silently ate his portion of the cake.

Everyone's aware of the close relationship you have with the dog hybrid, and empathizing with him is all the comfort they can do.

A butler then quietly scolds Yeom for being too open with his words, the others shooting a sad look towards the hybrid who placed the plate in the sink before jumping up the steps to the second floor.

“It's okay,” he whispers to Yeom as he passes him by, much to the surprise of everyone present in the room.

The same day after that, Jungkook leapt at your bed with a doubtful look present in his face. He thought he accepted it all along, and he did, but he felt like breaking just hearing someone bring up your short life.

So who can he retreat to?

You.

And again, you showered him with all sorts of cuddles you can muster in the early morning.

You didn't want him to have such a bland start of the day.

The following months eventually passed by like a blur, majority of the days were spent in carnivals and movies and everything—you had to thank Jungkook countless of times for it, too.

You felt nice, it felt nice.

It felt like you had no time limit, it felt like you were free from the grounds of the disease holding you down.

But that's quite the problem as well, isn't it?

It only felt like so. It was no reality, but you were mirthful to have experienced it anyway.

You made sure to bring it up to your beloved hybrid at the night of the last day of the eleventh month when he had simply taken you out for a ride back to the place where everything began.

The both of you were laying down on the roof of your old, cosy abode, your arms settled under the back of your heads to serve as a cushion against the hard material under you.

It was a starry night, there were no clouds, but the presence of the stars was there and it was beyond heavenly to look at. All that's missing was the famed Aurora Borealis, though it's not like you can see that from Korea.

Jungkook tore his gaze away from the stars to you.

And you appeared as if you were glowing—as if you were a star this time around, and soon, you'll have your spot in the same sky he was looking at just a second ago.

“What for?” he questioned, never tearing his stare away from you.

You smiled, and he can't help but frown a little.

All you've done the entire life was smile, smile, and smile.

It somehow made him feel weak and inferior, because while he's there making every situation as negative as it could be, you were there making him see the positive side of things.

“For everything!” your smile brightened, and he started having second thoughts, “You arranged all those stuff for me to enjoy and I did. I felt like I was free, unburdened from the weight holding me down..”

Maybe he was meant to feel inferior when he's around you because your purpose was to lift him, willingly, might I add. You are his foundation, and without you, he can never be where he is now.

Perhaps it was meant to be like that.

If he wasn't so vulnerable due to his hybrid DNA, and if he hadn't run away from the city that day, he wouldn't have met you.

Oh, you—sweet, little you.

“Kookie?” the usage of his nickname whisked him away from his trip down to memory lane. He blinks, seeing that he had stared at you for way too long.

“Is there something wrong?” you whispered, the same wave of concern and worry he had seen all over the years wafting its way back to your eyes.

Yes, everything's wrong.

Was what he wanted to say, but he didn't.

Instead, he opted to shake his head and return your smile.

“No, I'm just thinking of stuff... there's nothing to worry about,” his sentence was incomplete, his courage unable to rekindle amid the night. Thankfully, as keen as you were, you understood what he was trying to say.

You sat upright and laced your hand with his, his breath hitching in his throat at the small but meaningful action.

Your form looked very ethereal that very moment, given that he's seeing a glow all around you.

“You'll do perfectly fine, Jungkook. Just remember, as cheesy as it sounds,” you leaned forward and tapped the part of his chest where his heart is located, “I'm always right there.” his ears twitched.

At those words, a laugh bubbled from his throat and a sincere smile finally made its way to his face, his hold on your hand tightening.

You never failed to cease his worries.

It was a trait of yours that Jungkook cherished so much.

It was astonishing that you were able to retain such a kind and humble personality even when life threw all sorts of difficulty in your life, even going as far to take you away so quickly.

You reached out a helping hand to everyone who needs it, and you were barely angry, but it doesn't mean that you don't know when to be serious when needed, because you do.

You were mature—and quite innocent at the same time, and Jungkook wanted it to stay that way. And stayed it did.

The innocent shine in your eyes never faded, but it did turn dull over time. Your power to cease a person's anxiety only grew, to the point that no one cried so much when they saw you laying on your death bed.

You never went to the hospital, you stayed at home as promised, wishing every single maid and servant the best of luck as you bestowed to them everything you could equally.

You were always so kind.

And the first and last being to be on the receiving end of that compassion is none other than Jungkook.

“I'll miss you,” he whispers against your neck, having nuzzled in it minutes ago.

His tail that usually wagged up and about remained limp behind him, an indicator of the sadness brewing in the depths of his already hollow chest.

You caress his hair, your cold fingers ghosting over folded, quivering ears. A whimper gently escapes him as he trembled ever so slightly under your cold hand.

“I'll miss you too, Jungkook.” your voice was so hoarse from all the coughing you've gone through earlier, dried blood was still present on the corners of your lips as well, a factor that proved your suffering.

The farewell is bittersweet.

The chapter that follows after the farewell, however, will be blissful—you have planned it yourself.

“Don't forget me when you've transferred over to Seokjin's care, alright?” it was a playful demand, one that he understood very well.

Seokjin was one of your older friends [one that Jungkook tolerates] but boy did he care for you as much as he'd care for a sister. He's well versed in the medical field for both humans and animals, so he's the one you often visit when Jungkook's caught the nasty flu or is under the heat cycle again.

It also wasn't a secret that he takes care of hybrids in his large place somewhere far from authorities. It's similar to a shelter, only that he treats the hybrids as if they're family.

Similar to how you treat him.

“How could I ever forget you?” Jungkook asks, tears lightly brimming his eyes as he felt your chest rise up and down in a peculiar pattern.

You were having trouble breathing now and that only meant one thing.

“Heh..��

A sharp intake of air is heard.

“I know you won't,” you say breathlessly, the world around you fading in and out accompanied with your hearing beginning to silence itself.

Jungkook takes notice of this, and he finally lets a singular tear fall from his eye. His lips tremble as he rises, his eyes embedding the last image of you looking at him directly before your [c] orbs will never be seen again.

You smile, and he returns it just as well.

“I love you,” he whispers.

I love you, too.

You weren't able to say it, but he was able to decipher it through your stare and your bright smile.

He was keeping you up for too long, he knows it by how your eyelids start to lower itself but you struggled to keep them up.

So he chuckles.

It might seem like a placid one, but if you ever heard him clearly, you'll console him as to how broken it sounds like.

“Sleep tight, [Y/n].”

A tear innocently trails down your cheek, and it was his breaking point, but still, he smiled.

His floppy ears, although quite complicated, perked up and his tail starts wagging to show you that he's okay.

Because he really is.

He's accepted this, and he's fine.

It'll be painful, but he'll be alright.

Jungkook leans down and kisses the lone tear away, his last words amazingly being heard by you,

“When you wake up, I'll be there,” he says, and with that, your eyes finally slid to shut and your grip on his hand loosened.

Jungkook rests his head on your chest, weeping quietly at how it didn't respond through the beating of your heart.

“I promise.”

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I apologize for my crappy update.

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Burning Down the House

With a new year upon us, I decided to leave our pouting, petulant, and clueless “president” alone for a while. I’m at the point where I don’t want this blog to become a regular, though fun and cathartic, critique of this moron’s day to day behavior. Besides, who can keep up these days? Certainly I never intended this blog to become solely a political airing of grievances anyways, when started back in November of 2016 - but then, who would have ever envisioned the likes of Donald Trump in the White House?

So today I’m going to address an issue close to my heart; the wellspring that nourishes my spirit and is essential to the health and well-being of every living thing on our planet – the environment. You see, I’m a baby boomer who grew up in the 60’s, and was quite the impressionable 14yr old on April 22, 1970, when the first official Earth Day was proclaimed. That year also saw the creation of the EPA, and like most of us from “back then”, I still hold onto many of the ideals of an aged hippie -

Those who know me also know I later worked for NASA - another touchstone for my generation - at Johnson Space Center, inside the television/communication contract, for 14 years. During that time I got to watch the Space Station being built piece by piece, from when the first module, Zarya, went up on a Russian Proton rocket, to the first crew occupation, to its successful completion.

I still pay attention to our space program as a tax paying enthusiast, although not nearly as much, and thus I watched a fascinating show on NOVA a week or so back, entitled “To Pluto and Beyond”. It was about the continuing voyage of NASA’s New Horizons exploratory spacecraft, which is now traveling at roughly 37,000mph some 5 billion miles from our planet and still able to send back data and outstanding imagery to its home base here on Earth (taking over 4 hours to do so).

In a nutshell, when New Horizons was first launched, in January of 2006, scientists and astronomers didn’t even think much existed past what they call the Kuiper Belt (the area in space past the planet Neptune), other than insignificant, floating chunks of minerals and ice of varying size and shape – such as Pluto, now not even an officially termed “planet”.

But soon that would change as our telescopes got larger, more sophisticated, and certainly more powerful (such as the Hubble), revealing a wealth of new discoveries and vastly widening out view, and theories, about space past our solar system.

In just a little over two years after its successful flyby of Pluto and its moons, sending back stunning and never before seen imagery, project managers were able to plot a new course that would enable the probe to fly past what is now called 2014 MU69, or its more colorful nickname, Ultima Thule (which sounds much more bad-ass!)

To go into any detail about the show and this discovery would require a whole different blog, so for my purpose today, let’s just say the level of technology, engineering, and computational math involved in this exploratory endeavor is right up there with just about any other high achievement in man’s history; an incredible display of determination and shear brain power that simply boggles my mind. Sure, it was just an unmanned flyby, a probe…but successfully plotted over billions of miles, traveling at 37,000mph through orbiting planets, asteroids, and clouds of space debris, where a collision with something the size of a pea could mean instant disaster? Where the tiniest fraction of miscalculation can put the craft literally millions of miles off course? In the harshest and most unforgiving environment imaginable? You may as well try to explain quantum physics to me.

So what - what’s this got to do with a Talking Heads song... my point is this: excuse me if I don’t buy into this long running campaign of bullshit and misinformation put out by the petrochemical and carbon-based conglomerates, their money-wallowing and soulless lobbyists, and the special interest groups, who for the better part of fifty years have retained a complete stranglehold on our politicians and policy makers. They continue to control the discussion of our energy sources with fairy tales and scare tactics in support of a technology that is over 200 years old. Let’s dim the lights, roll out the boogyman, and wind him up:

“It will cost jobs!! The transition to renewable and clean energy is too expensive, the sources unable to compete in today’s economy!! The technology and infrastructure have yet to be fully worked out!! It’s much more difficult and complicated than you can possibly understand!! It’s simply going to take more time – it will be a long, slow process, and oil and gas will continue to play a dominant role in the meanwhile!!”

And on, and on, and on…

Bullshit! Germany now gets 40% of all its energy generated from renewable, clean sources. There are other countries in Europe harnessing tides to generate energy. Our planet is a hotbed for thermal energy potential. A recent study done here in Houston, at Rice University, claims Texas (who leads the nation in wind generated energy) has enough sun and wind to completely wean itself off coal within the near future.

Since when did America become the nation that couldn’t; that shied away from a challenge, technological or otherwise; that chose to follow instead of lead… was I stoned during that period? Did I miss something? Fifty-eight years ago, President John F. Kennedy stood at a podium at Rice University Stadium and declared:

“We choose to go to the Moon! We choose to go to the Moon...We choose to go to the Moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard; because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one we intend to win, and the others, too.”

To put this into context, at that time it had been just over a year since America had launched their first man into space: Alan Shepard riding a Redstone rocket 116 miles into suborbital flight, lasting fifteen minutes. Back then NASA scientists and medical professionals didn’t even know if a human could survive such a trip, or for how long. Would they retain their vision, their mental capacity? Would they lose all sense of direction? Pass out? Would they be able to endure and function during the required long duration flight to the moon and back? How would we even achieve such a feat?

OK, some might say, “Well, sure, NASA had a limitless budget - and after all, the space race was strictly for nationalistic reasons anyway, to beat the Russians to the moon…”

All true, but umm, have you looked out your window lately? Pay attention to any news? And no, Fox doesn’t count. According to a recent analysis, published in the Journal Science (see the story in the NY Times), our oceans are warming far more quickly than previously thought; like 40% faster on average than a United Nations panel estimated five years ago. Researchers now conclude that ocean temperatures have been breaking records for several years straight. Compounding the effects of our melting polar caps, warm water also takes up more volume than cold water, resulting in sea levels rising at an estimated rate of .13 inches (3.2mm) over the last 20 years. Satellite measurements tell us that over the past century the Global Mean Sea Level (GMSL) has risen by 4 to 8 inches.

Right now, over the last decade, we are seeing an increase in the number and severity of hurricanes, monsoons, tornadoes and wildfires. NEWS FLASH Gomer and Thelma Lu, this isn’t a conspiracy perpetrated by greedy and alarmist eggheads in lab coats, nor is it “fake news” or fuzzy science; and it certainly shouldn’t be considered, or treated as a political issue. It’s rock-solid, provable science that is accepted by 97% of scientists, climatologists, and geologists all around the world, who continue to ring the emergency bell. It’s happening today, all around us, and the bad news is we’re already too late; at this point, if we were to get serious this year, 2019, it will still be a game of damage control; of mitigating the consequences of our greed, ignorance, and gullibility.

In comparison, the goal and challenge of beating the Russians to the moon seems quite miniscule to that of restoring and maintaining the health of our little blue lifeboat called Earth.

“Whatever, our planet is a dynamic, ever changing thing - Earth has gone through similar climate changes before!” Yes, true – but over the span of tens of thousands of years, you moron. Man has achieved the same results in barely two hundred.

Just curious, but what part of 2.5 million pounds/second of co2 pouring into the relatively thin, fragile layer of atmosphere that protects our planet don’t you get? Too hard to think about, or conceptualize? Or is it easier for your lazy, flabby, unexercised brain to simply believe that it all just dissipates into outer space – you know, where the alien abductors that beamed you up into their mothership that weekend reside…

Make America Great Again? What a sad, short-changed, and utterly empty joke of a campaign slogan… Here, I’ve got one for you: SAVE OUR PLANET! For your children’s future and their children’s future. There simply is no option; no magical, last minute solution. No plan B. No spare planet accessible, sorry, this isn’t a movie - its real.

I simply don’t understand; why isn’t this the number one issue of concern for everyone? Could there possibly be a greater threat and more important challenge facing us all today?

Ah well, what the hell – we’ll all be fine in a couple thousand years after we evolve with gills and become aquamen and women… Although, good luck finding something to eat, as we’re also killing the entire food chain of life in the oceans, from coral reefs to the dolphins, the sharks, and the whales…I guess we could become aquacannibals – now there’s a surefire idea for a hit movie! Hmm, I wonder if we could talk Jason Momoa into that hard turn in the movie series plotline…

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"In the cloister of San Francesco in Fiesole there is a little courtyard with na árcade along each side, full of red flowers, sun, and yellow and black bess. In one corner, there is a green water sprinkler, and everywhere the humming of bees. A gentle steam seems to rise from the garden as it bakes in the heat. Siting on the ground, I think abou the Franciscans whose cells i have just visited and whose sources of inspiration i can now see. I feel clearly that if they are right then it is in the same way that i am. I know that behind the Wall on which i am leaning there is a Hill sloping down towards the town, and the offering of the whole of Florence with all its cypress trees. But this splendor of the world seems to justify these men. I put all my pride in a beliefe that it also justifies me, and all the men of my race, who know that there is na extreme point at which poverty always rejoins the luxury and richness of the world. Ifthey casteverything off, i tis for agreater and not another life. This is the only meaning which I can accept of a term like “stripping oneselft bare”. “being naked” always has associations of physical liberty, of harmony between the hand and the flowers i touches, of a loving understanding between the earth and men who have been freed from human things. Ah, I should become a convert to this if it were not already my religion. Today, I feel free about the past and about what I have lost. All I want is this compactness and enclosed space - this lucid and patient fervor. And like the warm bread that one kneads and presses I simply want to hold my life between my hands, like the men who knew how to enclose their life between these flowers and these columns. The same is true of those long nights spent on trains, where one can talk to oneself, prepare oneself for life, and feel marvelously patient in taking up ideas again, stopping them in their flight, and then once more moving forward. To lick one’s life like a stick of barley sugar, to form, sharpen, and finally fall in love with it, in the same way that one searches for the word, the image, the definitive sentence, the word or image which marks a close of conclusion, from which one can start out again and which will color the way we see the world. I can easily stop now and finally reach the end of a year of unrestrained and overstrained life. My effort now is to carry this presence of myself to myself through to the very end, to maintain it whatever aspect my life takes on - even at the price of the loneliness which I now know is so terrible to bear. Not to give way - that is the whole secret. Not to surrender, not to betray. All the violent part of my character helps me in this, carrying me to the point where I am rejoined by my love, and by the furious passion for life which gives meaning to my days. Every time a man (myself) gives away to vanity, every time he thinks and lives in order to show off, this is a betrayal. Every time, it has always been the great misfortune of wanting to show off which has lessened me in the presence of truth. We do not need to reveal ourselves to others, but only to those we love. For then we are no longer reavealing ourselves in order to seem but in order to give. There is much more strength in a man who reveals himself only when it is necessary. I have suffered from being alone, but because I have been able to keep my secret I have overcome the suffering of loneliness. To go right to the end implies knowing how to keep one’s secret. And, today, there is no greater joy than to live alone and unknown. My deepest joy is to write. To accept the world and to accept pleasure - but only when I am stripped bare of everything. I should not be worthy to love the bare and empty beaches if I could not remain naked in the presence of myself. For the first time I can understand the meaning of the word happiness without any ambiguity. It is a little different from what men normally mean they say: “I am happy”. A certain persistence in despair finally gives birth to joy. And the same men who, in San Francesco, live by the side of these red flowers, keep in their cells a skull to nourish their meditations, seeing Florence from their Windows and death on the table before them. And if I now feel that I have come to a turning point in my life, this is not because of what I have won but because of what I have lost. Within me, I feel a deep and intense strength that will enable me to live as I intend. If, today, I feel so distant from everything, it is because I have strength only to love and to admire. Life with its face of tears and sun, life in the salt sea and on warm stones, life as I love and understand it - as I caress it I feel my love and despair gathering strength within me. Today is not like a resting place between “yes” and “no”. It is both “yes” and “no”. “No”, and rebellion against everything which is not tears and sunlight. “Yes” to my life, whose future promise I now feel within myself for the first time. A turbulent, confused year which is coming to an end. I am uncertain of the future, but have achieved total liberty toward my past and toward myself. Here lies my poverty, and my sole wealth. It is as if I were beginning this game all over again, neither happier nor unhappier than before. But aware now of where my strength lies, scornful of my own vanities, and filled with that lucid fervor which impels me forward toward my fate. September 15, 1937"

#albert camus #absurd #freedom #joy

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10 No-Fuss Ways to Figuring Out Your tudca sodium powder

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How To Get Taller Quicker Astonishing Tricks

Growing taller naturally is by simply drinking a lot from person to grow taller.People who are not aware of this hormone.Acupressure, surgery and other parts of our ways to growing taller.When you exercise, your bones weakening, breaking, and shrinkage.

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Facts About Attachment Bonding

A child’s attachment to a significant caregiver is the single most influential event in the development of the child’s personality. It’s the source of the child’s sense of security, self-esteem, and self-control. But the impact of a first attachment goes far beyond emotions. It shapes how well the child remembers, learns and gets along with others. A secure attachment (or its weakness or absence) wires a child’s brain in a set pattern.

How can one aspect of early childhood hold so much power for the span of a lifetime? And how do child psychologists know what they know about attachment? This article answers both questions.

John Bowlby (1907-1990) did his naturalistic observations of children more than a half century ago, but subsequent research has only fortified adherence to his perspective among psychologists. Bowlby was a British physician and a trained psychoanalyst who accepted Freud’s central tenet of the importance of a person’s early childhood experiences in the formation of personality. To Freudianism, Bowlby added a detailed analysis of the specific interactions that create a secure versus insecure early attachment between a mother and her child. And he drew on ethology to make evolution the organizing principle to account for how these interactions spring from the survival instincts of both mother and child.

It’s in Their Smile

How can anyone resist such a face? A baby’s smile and kewpie pie cheeks are indeed irresistible to most adults. Bowlby pointed out how this visual charm operates as a brilliant adaptation (not unlike baby cubs, kittens, or birds), nearly guaranteeing essential affection, comfort, and food will come a baby’s way. Meanwhile, a mother’s innate drives to succor and protect her newborn are usually enough to make her play her part in this highly reciprocal relationship.

In what Bowlby called the “human attachment system,” babies have a large repertoire of highly effective signals to ensure they receive what they need to survive and thrive. When they’re not smiling, they cry and fuss, or they coo and grab at their mother’s face, hair, and breasts. They also track her every move around the house just like a duckling follows its mother through tall grass.

Babies are sociable by the age of 3 months, but they usually save their biggest smiles for the significant caregiver in their lives; adults who mirror these smiles right back. By calling these behaviors adaptive, Bowlby made the point that they are inborn. The baby’s purpose, he said, is to stay physically close to the most important source of his independent survival.

Bowlby noted that newly hatched geese and ducklings develop a preference for the first moving object they see, a process called “imprinting.” Similar to these birds, human newborns prefer moving objects and often recognize their mothers within days of birth. However, full bonding on the part of a human baby takes much longer than other animal species, at least six months longer than a duckling. Fortunately, human parents usually pick up any slack in the bonding process. After only a few minutes with a newborn, mothers and fathers typically say they’re goners, already “in love.” Sounds pretty adaptive, doesn’t it?

Attachment and Locomotion

In a baby’s sixth or seventh month, she has reached prime time to solidify her attachment with a primary adult, usually mother. In another bow to ethology, Bowlby noticed that this timing coincides with the start of a baby’s crawling. This suggested to him a link between independent locomotion and the completion of the baby’s process of attachment which began at birth. Of course, it takes a baby a lot longer to climb out of his crib than it does for a chick to hop out of the nest. Before chicks and toddlers go wandering too far away, instinct makes sure that they know where “home base” can be found.

Safety and exploration are the two competing goals in a baby’s earliest years. A child who stays safe survives; a child who explores develops the intelligence and skills needed to successfully grow. These two needs often oppose each other. Which is why Bowlby and his successors believe that a child develops an internal “thermostat” to monitor his level of safety in the environment. When he gets too far from home base, an internal alarm bell sounds.

It’s a familiar dynamic where a child ventures away from mother (either by crawling or “toddling”) until some impulse prompts him to turn around and check to see whether mother is still close by. If she’s still where he left her, he may keep going. Or he may come back to touch base before restarting his exploration. The attachment bonding process permits children to regulate their urges to explore or to cling to that special adult by internalizing what Bowlby called “working models” of their caregivers. One such working model in the previous situation is “It’s okay. Mom will be there if I crawl farther.” Another might be “I can’t go too far, she may leave me [el] it’s too scary.” Babies form one or another model based on their mothers’ behaviors over time.

The Rhesus Monkey Experiments

Striking images of some very unhappy, even self-destructive monkeys convinced many doubters about the importance of early animal and human mother-child bonding in the 1950s. These photos came from Harry Harlow’s (1905-1981) famous series of Rhesus monkey experiments. Harlow separated a group of infant monkeys from their mothers and raised them with two types of substitute mother figures. One was made of bare wire; the other had a soft cloth cover over a wire form. Harlow’s research questions were:

1) Would infant monkeys form attachments to the inanimate mother substitutes? 2) Would they receive any observable emotional comfort from either kind of substitute mother?

The infant monkeys did form an attachment, but only with the cloth-covered wire mother surrogates, not the uncovered wire forms. Interestingly, both types of surrogates provided food by way of a bottle attached to the wire. This told researchers that the bonding they observed between the infant monkeys and the cloth-covered surrogates was not solely based on nourishment. Something else was behind the bonding.

The baby monkeys in Harlow’s experiments habitually clung to the cloth-covered wire “mothers” in a manner strikingly similar to how they would hold on to a real monkey mother. The experiment provided a convincing demonstration that the critical ingredient in attachment formation is not food but “contact comfort.” Because they were gentler to touch, these softer surrogates were the next best thing to a mother monkey.

Harlow’s results altered the psychoanalytic view of how the mother-child bond is formed, making skin-to-skin physical contact as important as the oral gratification received by newborn babies while being nursed or bottle fed by their mothers. Harlow’s study also went against the position of the behavioral theorists who emphasized food itself as the primary reinforcer of a baby’s behavior.

Harlow’s rhesus monkey experiments strongly inferred that serious negative consequences occur when a human baby is deprived of a strong bond with a mother figure in the first year of life. Bowlby then confirmed this hypothesis with his observations of children in post-World War II orphanages.

Other insights gleaned from these experiments concerned the long-term negative impact on the monkeys’ emotional and physical health as a result of this deprivation. To compensate for a missing mother, these monkeys would suck obsessively on their own bodies. They remained huddled in corners, rocking themselves, with distant looks in their eyes. Later, when placed with other monkeys, they became hostile, aggressive, and rarely mated.

Later experiments with other monkeys helped clarify the importance of timing for human mother-baby attachment patterns. Monkeys who spent at least three months with their mothers before being separated showed less severe behavioral abnormalities than those separated from birth. Monkeys separated from their mothers at the age of 6 months showed no long-term negative behaviors. Researchers concluded that there is a sensitive or critical period for bonding between monkey mothers and infants which lasts for six months. In humans, this critical period is believed to last three years, with any deprivation suffered in the first year of life considered the most harmful.

Making a Secure Attachment

Even with mother and child instincts and parental awe to move things along, attachment is not an instantaneous process that begins and ends in the delivery room. It’s more like a dance which begins before birth and continues throughout a baby’s first year. Although the mother is usually the primary object of a baby’s attachment, the likelihood is equally strong with whoever provides consistent and affectionate care of a baby – whether father, grandparent, or an adoptive parent – and can form the same secure attachment with that baby. Factors that increase a secure attachment include:

1) A single primary, regular caregiver for the baby’s first six months, rather than a series of irregular caregivers. 2) Synchronized routines for eating, sleeping, and stimulation with that caregiver, especially during a baby’s first few months. 3) Consistent smiling, touching, and affection by the primary caregiver. 4) Acting consistently in response to the baby’s distress with comfort, warmth, and competency.

A caregiver’s sensitivity to a baby’s distress is important, but too much of a good thing is counterproductive. Research shows that when super-attentive mothers responded instantly to their baby’s every gurgle, cry, and hiccup, their children became less securely attached. The lesson: children react poorly to smothering. It hampers their independence and inhibits the process of learning to self-soothe.

The Chemistry of Attachment

Another perspective on attachment is revealed by the biochemistry behind parent-baby bonding drives and behaviors. Using brain scans and tests of hormone levels and heart rates, researchers can now see the biochemical results when a secure attachment is made and when it fails to take place.

A Mother’s Chemistry

A woman’s hormones prepare her for giving birth, and then ready her for feeding and nurturing a newborn baby. During pregnancy, her brain circuits are literally rewired, and her senses attuned to the extra physical and emotional demands of caring for a newborn. As a result of her evolutionary instincts that manifest in this intense chemical preparation for childbirth, she will focus nearly all of her attention and energy on this tiny person until its survival is assured.

For humans, and throughout the animal kingdom, the hormone oxytocin is fundamental to the first mother-child bonding that occurs after a baby is born. Much of what is known about the role of this hormone in creating and maintaining human bonds comes from animal experiments. Female rats and sheep (ewes) given injections of oxytocin will even take care of young rats and young lambs they’ve never seen before.

In human labor and childbirth, a mother’s uterine contractions trigger the brain to release a flood of oxytocin and the neurotransmitter dopamine. The pain-suppressing effects of these hormones are essential after a woman has experienced anywhere from 6 to 36 hours of labor. When the baby is born, they create a residue of euphoria as chemical flooding peaks in the first minutes following birth[md]often coinciding with the first time the newborn is put to his mother’s breast for suckling.

It is well known that a mother who has decided to have her baby adopted should not touch the infant, because the act of touching and smelling the baby causes her to release oxytocin. This causes many mothers to reconsider their decision to make an adoption plan.

During the last month of pregnancy a mother-to-be starts producing the hormone that prepares her for nurturing and lactation: prolactin. This hormone causes milk to be secreted from her breast. Oxytocin assists by enabling the milk let-down response in a woman’s breasts and sensitizing the new mother to her infant’s touch. In fact, the baby’s touching of his mother’s breast with his hand or lips causes oxytocin to be released. During nursing, oxytocin surges, bringing pleasure and relaxation to the mother and deepening the mother/baby bond.

A Father’s Chemistry

The latest studies have shown that when a man becomes a father, his brain goes through changes, too. Soon after hearing the news that he’s about to be a father, a man starts to produce cortisol, a stress hormone. Cortisol levels tend to spike around four to six weeks after a man hears the big news, and then they decrease as the pregnancy progresses. Then, about three weeks before the baby arrives, his testosterone levels fall by about 30 percent, making him more cooperative, less competitive, and more likely to show his softer side.

For men, the hormone vasopressin plays a key role in preparing for a baby’s birth, helping them make the emotional connections required by new fatherhood. Also, during the last few weeks of his mate’s pregnancy, a man’s prolactin level rises by 20 percent. It’s not clear what effect prolactin has in a man, but it is thought to have an indirect impact on his falling testosterone levels. After his child’s birth, his estrogen level, a nurturing influence which is normally very low in a man, increases. The point of these changes appears to be to make fathers more maternal in their behaviors, at least more than their normally high levels of testosterone will allow. About six weeks after birth, a man’s hormone levels begin to return to normal. Higher estrogen, along with lots of skin contact with his baby, triggers the release of oxytocin in a man. All this chemistry helps reinforce a father’s newfound cuddling and cooing behaviors.

At the same time, fathers interact with babies and toddlers in different ways than mothers. A father is more likely to jiggle or rock babies in a playful, rhythmic fashion, while women use firm or light touching to soothe and contain them. As children grow older, a father tends to take a more rough-and-tumble approach to their physical care, and to be more challenging and less sympathetic than a mother. Research shows that both approaches are good and necessary for developing children. When the primary attachment is made between mother and baby in her baby’s first six months, research has shown that they both typically begin to form much closer relationships with fathers and siblings soon thereafter.

Chemistry of Insecure Attachment

Like her mother, when a baby receives affection and loving attention, she enjoys the calming effects of oxytocin. A lack of nurturing touch early in her life can create a negative neurochemical pattern in her brain, based on those early disappointments. With negative expectations brought to future attachments, this child may react to the increase of oxytocin caused by physical or emotional intimacy with fear, not with an anticipation of pleasure.

Instead of the warm and fuzzy feelings activated by oxytocin, stress chemicals are triggered. Cortisol, the chemical that keeps us alert and helps us deal with stress, seems to be the main culprit at work here. Sometimes cortisol is necessary, for example, in the morning when its concentration is highest to help us wake up. But cortisol’s dampening effect on oxytocin is a less positive thing when you wish to be calm and open to human connection. Either of these lifelong positive and negative biochemical patterns begins in baby’s first year.

Attachment Styles

In the 1970s, psychologist Mary Ainsworth built on Bowlby’s theory of attachment by creating a now famous series of controlled laboratory experiments with mothers and babies, called the “strange situation” experiment. The goal of these experiments was to figure out the detailed patterns and styles of behavior that cause either a secure or insecure parent-child bond.

Two concepts are central to these experiments:

1) Stranger anxiety – Wariness or fear of unfamiliar adults, shown by most infants between the ages of 6 and 24 months

2) Separation anxiety – Distress that infants between 6 and 24 months experience when separated from their primary caregivers

Normally anxiety is not viewed as a positive experience. But in the case of children younger than three, fears toward strangers and separation from a mother are healthy and appropriate responses. In fact, they provide evidence of a child’s positive, secure relationship with a mother or other primary caregiver.

To closely observe attachment behaviors between mothers and babies in a more controlled setting, Ainsworth scripted eight episodes to test mothers’ and babies’ responses to certain stresses. The dual focus throughout is on the baby’s response to the mother’s absence and the presence of a stranger, and on the mother’s responses to her baby. Ainsworth’s now-famous and commonly used “strange situation experiment” involves 1-year-old babies and mothers from a variety of backgrounds and ages.

The Strange Situation Experiment

There were eight stages in Mary Ainsworth’s strange situation procedure. After each stage listed next, the behavior of a securely attached baby is noted. Stages two through eight last about three minutes each:

1) Introduction – An assistant introduces mother and baby to the room while mother holds her baby. 30 seconds. A calm baby is held by mother.

2) Unfamiliar room – Baby is on the floor with toys available to play with, mother sits nearby. Baby may be wary of the new room, but uses mother as a base of security, maintaining eye contact with her while playing with toys.

3) Stranger enters – An unfamiliar female knocks, enters the room, speaks with mother, and then goes to play with baby. Baby may show “stranger anxiety” and clearly prefers mother to playing with stranger. While mother is present, baby may allow stranger to approach and play nearby.

4) Mother leaves – quietly, leaving baby with stranger who goes and sits in mother’s chair. Baby shows separation anxiety and renewed stranger anxiety. May accept some comfort from stranger but clearly wants mother back.

5) Reunion of mother and baby, stranger exits. Mother comforts baby. And if baby wants to continue playing with toys, does so.

Baby seeks contact and comfort from mother. Baby clings to mother. Baby may continue to play after receiving comfort.

6) Mother leaves again, saying “bye-bye” on her way out, leaving baby alone. Baby shows renewed separation anxiety and distress.

7) Stranger enters again joining baby who is still alone, sits in mother’s chair, then calls or goes to baby. Baby may show more anxiety toward the stranger and clearly prefers that mother returns.

8) Reunion of mother and baby, with mother picking up baby and stranger leaving. There’s joy for baby upon reuniting with mother. Baby wants to hang on to mother.

Observing Attachments

Ainsworth found that secure attachment relationships tend to be associated with mothers who hold their babies frequently, and with mothers who hold their children long enough so that they appear satisfied when they’re put back down. Securely attached babies are aware of their mother’s whereabouts and confident that she will return after leaving the room. If they’re distressed, securely attached babies usually obtain quick comfort after being held by their mothers. Other qualities of a secure mother-baby attachment include:

1) Mother is sensitive to calls and signals of distress from baby and responds quickly. 2) Mother goes along with the interactions and games that are initiated by baby. 3) Mothers adjust baby’s feeding and sleeping schedules according to the baby’s rhythms. 4) The relationship is mutual, not dominated by the needs and moods of the mother.

Based on her observations, Ainsworth concluded that “indifferent parenting” led to insecure attachments between mothers and babies. Other researchers have subsequently added data from observational studies to show that obtrusive and over-stimulating parenting styles can also lead to insecurely attached babies.

Mothers of insecurely attached babies were found to frequently be anxious and irritable. The most extreme of these mothers showed little interest in their children, handling them in a mechanical fashion, and behaving otherwise resentfully toward their babies.

Four Attachment Styles

From thousands of controlled observations of mothers and children, Ainsworth formalized a system for rating attachments, using four categories.

1) Secure /65 percent – Uses mother as home base; prefers her to stranger; may show distress at her leaving; seeks physical contact when reunited with mother.

2) Insecure-avoidant / 20 percent – Doesn’t prefer mother to stranger; avoids contact with mother when reunited.

3) Insecure-resistant / 10 percent – Shows ambivalence toward mother; seeks contact, then resists it; doesn’t avoid contact with mother; some show anger; some are passive.

4) Insecure-disorganized / 5 percent – Acts confused or dazed; may be calm, then angry; often will remain motionless; shows apprehension; sometimes is resistant or avoidant

Whether avoidant or resistant, insecurely attached babies learn that their caregivers will not respond sensitively to their needs. As a result, in times of stress they may reject their mothers’ attempts to comfort them by looking away or showing anger and frustration.

Babies who exhibit insecure-disorganized attachments sometimes have parents who are neglectful or abusive. Often, researchers found that these parents had unresolved difficulties with their own parents and may have been abused as children. Their pregnancies were often unplanned and unwanted. In less severe cases, disoriented insecure behavior can occur when a mother displays anxiety or sends mixed signals to her baby.

Obstacles to Attachment

The most often-cited obstacles when developing a secure attachment are the quality of the mother’s care-giving and the compatibility of the baby’s temperament with the mother’s temperament.

Maternal Depression

Depressed mothers often miss and ignore a baby’s signals of distress. They also have a harder time entering into a synchronous relationship with their child. With a depressed mother, babies’ first become angry at their mother’s lack of attention and responsiveness, perhaps crying harder and for longer periods. But over time, these babies begin to match the mothers’ depressive symptoms. As mentioned earlier, by the age of 6 months, babies internalize a specific working model of their mothers as either responsive or nonresponsive, and their brains rewire to reflect this experience.

It is estimated that 13 percent of pregnant women and new mothers develop situational depression as a result of new motherhood. Any existing low level depression or susceptibility to it can be aggravated by the hormonal shifts, added stress, and sleeplessness that accompany having a baby. Post-partum depression is an insufficiently recognized factor that can inhibit the development of a secure attachment in a baby’s first six months.

In a pioneering study at Columbia University, psychiatric epidemiologist Myrna Weissman showed that when mothers of grade school children were successfully treated for depression, the depressive symptoms in a significant percentage of the children also dramatically improved. The study’s key finding is that depressed children’s improvement came without direct treatment of the children.

Mismatched Temperaments

It takes two people – an adult and a baby – to form a secure attachment. Stella Chess described three different expressions of temperament: “easy,” “slow-to-warm-up” and “difficult”. A friendly “easy” baby who is more likely to approach than withdraw from novelty in her environment has been found to have an easier time becoming “securely attached.” A “slow-to-warm-up” baby requires more inducement to draw into a relationship. A “difficult” baby requires more time.

Some recent research has leant a more integrative approach to the question of which factor is most likely to inhibit attachment: the quality of a mother or other primary figure’s care-giving, or the baby’s possibly difficult temperament. The major finding was that the quality of care-giving a baby receives is most predictive of whether the child forms a secure or avoidant attachment as measured in a strange situation test. However, the baby’s temperament appears to be decisive in determining which type of insecure attachment is formed. Temperamentally fearful children tended to form resistant attachments, where they kept their distance from mother but protested strongly. More outgoing babies with unresponsive mothers formed avoidant insecure attachments where they protest less but were content to ignore the mother in favor of a stranger.

Babies are just as likely to form secure attachments with fathers as mothers if the father is the primary caregiver. Summing up the data from studying 710 babies in 11 studies, the percentage of secure versus insecure attachments was 65/35 for fathers and 65/35 for mothers. The type of attachment formed also tended to be alike from one parent to the other.

Is Early Attachment Destiny?

The existing research shows that babies who form secure primary attachments to their mothers in the first year turn out better, meaning they display more favorable development outcomes later in childhood. Here’s a sampling of that research.

Securely attached children at age 12 to 18 months when measured at 2 years of age were found to:

1) Be better problem solvers. 2) Be more complex and creative in their symbolic play. 3) Display more positive and fewer negative emotions. 4) Be more popular with their playmates.

Each of these findings was made in a controlled setting comparing 2-year-olds who had the benefit of secure attachments to those found to be insecurely attached to their primary caregivers.

Longer-term studies paint a similar picture. Children who were securely attached to their caregivers at 15 months of age were re-examined in follow-up studies at ages 11 to 12 and ages 15 to 16. Among the findings were the following:

1) Those who had been securely attached as toddlers were described at the older ages as socially more popular, more curious, and self-directed.

2) Those insecurely attached at 15 months were socially and emotionally withdrawn, and less interested in learning. They also tended to be unenthused about surmounting challenges.

These studies showed that the type of secure or insecure attachment that exists between parent and child in the first few years tends to be the same in the child’s grade school and high school years. Other research has shown that a secure relationship with another person – father, grandparent, adoptive parent, or daycare provider – can somewhat offset the negative consequences of a poor attachment with a mother.

One reason why John Bowlby used the term “working models” to describe how young children internalize their earliest relationships was to emphasize that a child’s working models could change. They could improve (or deteriorate) as a result of later relationships with teachers, romantic partners, or close friends. But even with these caveats, don’t fail to understand the importance of a baby beginning life with a secure bond to a significant adult.

Attachment and Working Mothers

Although many people would like to hear a definitive statement about the positive or negative effect of daycare on young children, there are few absolute or simple answers to this question. However, there is evidence for parents to consider when making individual decisions.

From the research:

1) Separations from working mothers and placement in daycare generally do not prevent babies from establishing a secure primary attachment. This is true if the mother and father are sensitive and responsive care-givers when they are home with their child.

2) Babies younger than 6 months placed in full-time daycare face an elevated risk of forming an insecure attachment, and, in one study, they had lower scores on school readiness at 36 months.

3) One large nationwide study found that time spent in daycare added to the risk of a child’s forming insecure attachments only when it was combined with mothering that was less sensitive and less responsive.

4) High-quality daycare helps buffer young children from the negative effects of being separated from their parents.

5) Even when daycare is less than optimal, a child’s outcome depends more on the quality of care received at home.

6) A mother’s attitudes toward working outside the home and placing her baby in daycare are extremely important in shaping the attachment she forms with her child. Any sort of resentment negatively affects the mother-child bond.

If there’s any ideal scenario to be garnered from the existing data it is this: a mother with a positive attitude who spends the first six to seven months as a full-time, stay-at-home mother stands the best chance of forming a secure attachment with her baby.

Of course, public policy and business practices are not as supportive of mothers making this choice in the United States compared to other Western countries. Using the same measurements discussed in this chapter, those societies which provide longer paid maternal and paternal leave and supply subsidized childcare, have higher rates of securely attached children. In Great Britain and Sweden, 75 percent and 74 percent of babies respectively were securely attached, compared to 64 percent in the United States. For low-income Americans, the number of securely attached babies is 50 percent.

The Least You Need to Know

1) Attachment between babies and a significant adult is an instinctual process with life-long implications.

2) Within a secure attachment, a baby finds safety and the will to explore her world, developing an internal thermostat to keep both in balance.

3) Babies and mothers in “strange situation” research studies are rated on four different styles of attachment that range from a secure attachment to avoidant, resistant, or disorganized insecure attachments.

4) Babies younger than 6 months in full-time daycare are at a higher risk for developing an insecure attachment compared to babies with at-home mothers.

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Facts About Attachment Bonding

How can one aspect of early childhood hold so much power for the span of a lifetime? And how do child psychologists know what they know about attachment? This article answers both questions.

It’s in Their Smile

Attachment and Locomotion

The Rhesus Monkey Experiments

1) Would infant monkeys form attachments to the inanimate mother substitutes? 2) Would they receive any observable emotional comfort from either kind of substitute mother?

Making a Secure Attachment

The Chemistry of Attachment

A Mother’s Chemistry

A Father’s Chemistry

Chemistry of Insecure Attachment

Attachment Styles

Two concepts are central to these experiments:

1) Stranger anxiety – Wariness or fear of unfamiliar adults, shown by most infants between the ages of 6 and 24 months

2) Separation anxiety – Distress that infants between 6 and 24 months experience when separated from their primary caregivers

The Strange Situation Experiment

1) Introduction – An assistant introduces mother and baby to the room while mother holds her baby. 30 seconds. A calm baby is held by mother.

5) Reunion of mother and baby, stranger exits. Mother comforts baby. And if baby wants to continue playing with toys, does so.

Baby seeks contact and comfort from mother. Baby clings to mother. Baby may continue to play after receiving comfort.

6) Mother leaves again, saying “bye-bye” on her way out, leaving baby alone. Baby shows renewed separation anxiety and distress.

7) Stranger enters again joining baby who is still alone, sits in mother’s chair, then calls or goes to baby. Baby may show more anxiety toward the stranger and clearly prefers that mother returns.

8) Reunion of mother and baby, with mother picking up baby and stranger leaving. There’s joy for baby upon reuniting with mother. Baby wants to hang on to mother.

Observing Attachments

Four Attachment Styles

From thousands of controlled observations of mothers and children, Ainsworth formalized a system for rating attachments, using four categories.

1) Secure /65 percent – Uses mother as home base; prefers her to stranger; may show distress at her leaving; seeks physical contact when reunited with mother.

2) Insecure-avoidant / 20 percent – Doesn’t prefer mother to stranger; avoids contact with mother when reunited.

3) Insecure-resistant / 10 percent – Shows ambivalence toward mother; seeks contact, then resists it; doesn’t avoid contact with mother; some show anger; some are passive.

4) Insecure-disorganized / 5 percent – Acts confused or dazed; may be calm, then angry; often will remain motionless; shows apprehension; sometimes is resistant or avoidant

Obstacles to Attachment

The most often-cited obstacles when developing a secure attachment are the quality of the mother’s care-giving and the compatibility of the baby’s temperament with the mother’s temperament.

Maternal Depression

Mismatched Temperaments

Is Early Attachment Destiny?

Securely attached children at age 12 to 18 months when measured at 2 years of age were found to:

1) Be better problem solvers. 2) Be more complex and creative in their symbolic play. 3) Display more positive and fewer negative emotions. 4) Be more popular with their playmates.

Each of these findings was made in a controlled setting comparing 2-year-olds who had the benefit of secure attachments to those found to be insecurely attached to their primary caregivers.

1) Those who had been securely attached as toddlers were described at the older ages as socially more popular, more curious, and self-directed.

2) Those insecurely attached at 15 months were socially and emotionally withdrawn, and less interested in learning. They also tended to be unenthused about surmounting challenges.

Attachment and Working Mothers

From the research:

2) Babies younger than 6 months placed in full-time daycare face an elevated risk of forming an insecure attachment, and, in one study, they had lower scores on school readiness at 36 months.

4) High-quality daycare helps buffer young children from the negative effects of being separated from their parents.

5) Even when daycare is less than optimal, a child’s outcome depends more on the quality of care received at home.

The Least You Need to Know

1) Attachment between babies and a significant adult is an instinctual process with life-long implications.

2) Within a secure attachment, a baby finds safety and the will to explore her world, developing an internal thermostat to keep both in balance.

4) Babies younger than 6 months in full-time daycare are at a higher risk for developing an insecure attachment compared to babies with at-home mothers.

Source by Jack C Westman

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5 Reasons to Choose Organic

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5 Reasons to Choose Organic

A few months ago I found myself having a really interesting conversation with my parents. We were down in Santa Cruz, which is basically the mecca of the organic food movement. With an innovative organic farming program at UCSC and many vegetables (and berries!) being grown in the region and surrounding areas the conversation of organic food not surprisingly came up.

The last few years have been a crash course for me in learning about the organic food movement. Prior to this education I figured I’d be fine choosing the “clean fifteen” and buying organic from the “dirty dozen”. It never occurred to me that the choices I make with my wallet have larger implications. Our legal right to vote in municipal, state and federal elections is incredibly important, but the votes we make everyday with our purchasing power are not to be diminished.

But back to that conversation…

My Mom was saying that growing up all of her vegetables came in a can and I’m fairly certain my Dad didn’t know green vegetables existed until he met my Mom at 18. The fact that they can now go to a grocery store or better yet, get fresh produce delivered is a huge leap for them from their upbringings. And I’m 100% in support of this. Having access to fresh produce is imperative, organic or not. That being said, there are so many reasons to choose organic and as I discovered in speaking with my parents, these reasons can get lost in the confusing messaging and conflicting resources available.

What I’ve found is that each person differs in their organic why. Everyone has their own why and individually and together they all make extremely valid reasons for choosing organic. However, the more I learn about these reasons, the more I realize how there is a HUGE lack of communication from advocates for organics and the general public. It’s not that this information isn’t available. It is. There is conclusive evidence for each argument to choose organic but taking that information and interpreting it in an easily digestible manner is not available. Not to mention the powerful lobbying groups on the other side whose sole aim is to demonize organics for no other reason than to increase their own profits. But I digress!

So in today’s post I’m sharing 5 reasons to choose organic along with evidence-based research helping to support each cause. The leaders in the organic movement including the Organic Farming Research Foundation, California Certified Organic Farmers (CCOF), The Organic Trade Association (OTA) among many others deserve the credit, but if I can be a conduit to communicate their messaging, I will have done my job well. My hope is that at least one of these reasons will speak to you, but if not I just ask you to do what you can within your means.

I also want to take a second to thank Earthbound Farm for sponsoring this post. Earthbound has been 100% organic since its founding 34 years ago and today grows 30,000 certified organic crop acres. I was given the opportunity to visit Earthbound’s organic farms in the Salinas and Carmel Valleys and learn more about the organic movement. Earthbound is a company bringing organic produce to all but more importantly, spreading the message of why organics matter. Whether you choose organic for the taste, the health benefits or for the health of the planet is up to you but they believe you have the right to all the information to make the decision that is right for you. I could not be more proud to align The Healthy Maven with an incredible mission-driven company. More on them below.

5 REASONS TO CHOOSE ORGANIC

1. The Taste

I can never fault anyone for letting their tastebuds make the decisions. A really interesting fact I learned on my trip with Earthbound was that one of the reasons it’s believed that organic food tastes better is because the produce is allowed to grow at it’s own pace rather than having that growth sped up by synthetic fertilizers. Think of it like slow cooking. We all know food tastes better when it’s been slow cooked. The same applies to the growing of fruits and vegetables. Research has also shown that organic food has up to 69% higher levels of antioxidants, which contributes to its more delicious flavor (source).

2. Your Health

I’m convinced that organic food is better for your health. The commonly used herbicide Roundup (also known as Glyphosate) has been classified as a “probable human carcinogen,” by the WHO’s International Agency for Research on Cancer (source) and the insecticide chlorpyrifos has been associated with developmental delays in infants (source). A recent ground-breaking study in France showed that eating an organic food-based diet was associated with a reduced risk of cancer (source). In addition to the lack of pesticides, organic produce has has been shown to be higher in nutrients, such as Vitamin C, iron, magnesium, and phosphorus (source). The reality is that while a low amount of pesticides may not be extremely harmful to us, long-term exposure in everything from our food to our body care products will have an impact on us.

3. The Health Of Our Soil

Continued exposure to pesticides and fertilizers degrades the quality of our soil to a point where it can no longer be useful. Organic farming on the other hand, actually improves the quality of the soil (source). Think of soil like you think about your gut. Having a healthy gut has an enormous impact on our immune systems and the quality of our health. One of the best ways you can care for your gut is by ensuring there is a good balance of bacteria. Having good bacteria is so so important. Same goes for our soil. Our soil has it’s own microbiome and persistent use of pesticides is like long-term use of antibiotics. It not only destroys the bad bacteria, but it also destroys the good bacteria. At some point there’s no bacteria left to allow the soil to care for itself. It becomes dependent on chemicals to keep it functioning and eventually even that won’t be effective.

According to the soil scientist Dr. Elaine Ingham:

“If we lose both bacteria and fungi, then the soil degrades. Overuse of chemical fertilizers and pesticides have effects on the soil organisms that are similar to human overuse of antibiotics. Indiscriminate use of chemicals might work for a few years, but after awhile, there aren’t enough beneficial soil organisms to hold onto the nutrients” (source)

4. Climate Change

There is actually evidence that choosing organic is helping to prevent climate change, as well as reverse it. Research shows that organic farming has a lower net energy footprint compared to conventional (source). Because most energy is produced by burning fossil fuels that release carbon dioxide (the most common greenhouse gas), lower energy use means less climate change. There is also evidence that organic practices, with their focus on improving soil quality actually store more carbon in soil. On average, organic farms have 44% higher levels of humic acid, the component of soil that sequesters carbon over the long term than soils not managed organically (source). So the soil is effectively “eating up” the carbon that would otherwise be released into the atmosphere, reversing the impact of climate change (source). While many of us feel helpless in the effects of climate change, one opportunity we all have to help reduce or mitigate its impact is to support organic.

5. Offers Better Conditions for Workers

To be honest I hadn’t really thought about this reason to choose organic until my visit to Earthbound Farm. Meeting the farmers and hearing about why their farmers and farm workers chose to work on an organic farm rather than conventional really hit home for me. Many talked about their history working on conventional farms and their fear of exposure to pesticides as well as the impact on their families. Farmer Larry talked to us about how he wouldn’t hug his kids when he got home from work until he’d showered and changed his clothes for fear of exposing his kids.

Earlier this year Monsanto (the makers of Roundup) were sued and ordered to pay a school groundskeeper $289 million after his years of exposure to the chemical led to a terminal cancer diagnosis (source). Dewayne Johnson used the weed killer up to 30 times a year to treat the fields at the school he was working at. Now imagine what this looks like for the farm workers who are out in the fields day after day being exposed to Roundup or similar chemicals. Choosing organic is not only about what’s best for your body and the health of the planet, it’s also what’s best for your fellow citizens and especially those that work the fields to provide the produce you eat everyday.

Some other questions to ponder…

After my trip with Earthbound, I got a lot of questions about organics and Earthbound in general. I’ll first direct you to this post where I answer a lot of your organic questions, however some came up a couple times that they’re worth repeating or digging into.

Can organic feed the world?

In a simple answer: yes. But there’s a more complicated answer for why. There is an interesting dynamic in the organic food space around big organic vs. little organic. Many people associate organic with that cute little farm stand at your weekly farmer’s market. While I’m 100% in support of this and supporting your local farmers, these types of farms are a) not producing a high enough scale to feed the world and b) not accessible to everyone. Earthbound’s farms may not be small, but having gotten to know their farmers they are equally as passionate about farming in a way that nourishes the soil, not just to grow a crop and profit.

If you have access to local farmers and the money to afford buying your food from them, please do support them! That being said, there are many people in this country who don’t have this accessibility or the funds needed to support small-scale farming. Large-scale organic companies like Earthbound Farms make organic accessible to everyone and are able to produce large enough yields to feed us all. Big organic is not evil and organic does not mean small-scale.

What about the packaging?

I got this question a lot after my trip with Earthbound. To be honest, there isn’t an easy solution to this. What I will say is that when it comes to choosing which products to pick, you’re actually better-off selecting clamshells rather than plastic bags (in terms of baby lettuces). Earthbound’s clamshells are made from 100% PCR plastic (so it’s reused) whereas bags are made from virgin plastic (creating more waste). I know companies like Earthbound are working on a solution to the packaging issue but for now know that everyone is doing the best they can.

But organics still use pesticides right?

Yes, but there’s a difference between synthetic chemicals and natural ones. Using Roundup is not the same as spraying with neem oil – an oil from a type of tree that acts as a powerful insecticide. The standards of organics only allow for 24 naturally-derived pesticides, whereas conventional uses over 1000 types of synthetic pesticides. These natural pesticides are also a final resort after trying things like crop rotation and physically picking off insects. To learn more about what’s required to receive organic certification, check out this page by the USDA.

What if I can’t afford organic?

This is a tricky one, but I’ll say this: Do what you can. There are so many reasons why organics are more expensive. It’s somewhat driven by lower consumer demand, lack of government funding for organics, the need to compensate more workers, among many other reasons. I sympathize, I really do. That being said, we as a society undervalue how much money we should be spending on food. Most countries in the world spend a large chunk of their budget on food, but in the US we expect our food to be dirt cheap. Until we collectively shift our values, everything will seem expensive. The organic premium is actually pretty small. In salads, it’s typically 10-20%… So it’s not just on farmers to drop the prices, it’s on us too.

Do you eat 100% organic?

People ask me this all the time. The true answer: No I do not! Would I like to? Absolutely? But there’s a lot of things out of my control. In our home, we mostly buy organic produce and meat and do the best we can with non-perishables as well as body care and home products. Out of the house, it becomes a lot trickier. I will say that if given the option, we always choose organic. That being said, there’s a lot out of our control and though I dream of a world where we don’t have to ask “is this organic?” I don’t stress about it if it isn’t. Like I said, do what you can with what you have access to.

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Healing for the Ages – November 2018 Energy Forecast

Healing for the Ages – November 2018 Energy Forecast,

FCGCT Commentary: We are moving from the mind, to the Heart… not the balancing of the two. The mind conflicts with the Heart, and is the cause for imbalance, pain, fear, suffering and more. The mind… the ego, blocks the Heart, as it Edges God Out. Let go of the mind, and solely flow from the Heart, connected to the Unified Heart in Unity Consciousness. The Divine Blueprint is MotherGod, the divine feminine as the creator and the divine masculine serve in a supporting role. We are moving into this new paradigm and away from patriarchy illusion.

Healing for the Ages – November 2018 Energy Forecast

By Emmanuel Dagher

My friend,

Thank you for meeting with me again in this way. Your presence is felt and deeply honored.

When we check in with ourselves on a Soul level, there is a part of us that already knows exactly what is about to be revealed to us in this Energy Forecast.

For a while now, the forecasts have revealed to us how the Divine Feminine is pouring Herself into the heart and mind of every living, breathing being in existence.

Our mind would like to think that it’s only happening to our planet, since that is what immediately impacts us the most. However, our Spirit knows that the resurgence of the Divine Feminine is touching every facet of existence.

The Healing of the Masculine

One of the most important roles for the Divine Feminine in the third dimension is to heal and alchemize the aspect of the masculine that long ago forgot its divinity.

For eons of time in our third dimensional reality, humanity has been influenced primarily by the aspect of the masculine energy that separated from its divine source.

What has remained is the aspect of masculine energy that represents the illusions of fear and survival.

It is quite clear that this aspect of masculine energy that long ago forgot its divinity is trying hard now, exerting a big push to keep its controlling grip on humanity.

This can be seen easily in many branches and sects of religious organizations, governments, and corporations that rely heavily on using fear to promote their agenda.

It’s through the Divine Feminine that this forgotten divine aspect of masculine energy will heal and return to its patterns of pure perfection.

It’s through the Divine Feminine that the Divine Masculine will return to our third dimensional experience.

The Divine Feminine represents Divine Love.

The Divine Masculine represents Divine Action.

Divine Love is the most powerful energy in all of existence. It’s where everything comes from. It’s the sacred heart and womb from which everything is birthed.

Divine Love knows no judgment. It only knows wholeness and completion.

Divine Love expressed, is compassion.

For eons of time, humanity was led to believe (through the teachings of the aspect of masculine energy that had released all connection to its divinity) that the Source of all existence was a man—a powerful male energy that lived up in the sky somewhere.

This type of conditioning lent itself perfectly to fueling the fear and survival-based patterns that led humanity to give its power away to a select few.

But now, something tremendous is happening.

The fear bubble of humanity has popped, and the collective mind (though scrambling a bit) is now able to fully drink in the Divine nourishing Love of the Divine Feminine.

This is allowing the part of masculine energy that has ignored its divinity to heal, and to remember its divinity once again, within all of humanity.

For many who were steeped in the fear and survival patterns, there is a learning curve taking place, as they adjust to a new way of being that is in line with their I AM presence/Spirit self—the Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine aspects of themselves.

It’s important for us to give those who are finding it challenging to transcend their old fear and survival patterns, the space to integrate and to heal.

When fear no longer has a hold over the consciousness of humanity, freedom ensues.

We can contribute to the healing of the masculine, so that we can set ourselves free from its old paradigms.

We can do this by choosing to be a compassionate presence for ourselves and for humanity as a whole, as we all adjust to the changes that are shifting us out of the old, fear-based patterns.

Compassion is the ability to observe humanity’s resistance to change, without judging that stance, or trying to fix or save it.

From this space of compassion, we can embody and express unconditional love toward ourselves and humanity.

When we and humanity receive deep and nourishing love through compassion, we see that the collective mind and our own minds are much less likely to resist the healing and transformation now occurring in our world.

Through compassion, we can support the Divine Feminine with Her healing of the masculine energy that had forsaken the beautiful divinity that it is a part of.

Freeing Ourselves

In November, we will see more than ever the old deeply rooted survival patterns we have been identifying with come to the surface to be addressed and resolved.

This will allow us to get clear on whether we want to continue repeating those survival patterns, or whether we’re now ready to move in a direction of complete freedom from the past—freedom from the illusions of limitation and fear we once created for ourselves.

One of the most effective ways we can begin to move into complete freedom, is to question all of the fear/lack-based thoughts that our mind has about itself, others, and life in general.

Let’s look at a few thoughts that the mind can bring up to us sometimes:

“I feel like I’m a total loss with money. I never seem to have enough.”

You may have had a similar thought at some point in your life—many people have.

If and when you do have a thought like this, ask your mind the following:

“Is this absolutely a 100 percent Universal truth, that I never have enough money, or that I never manage money in positive ways? Even if that were completely true, would I want things to stay that way?”

Answer with a simple Yes or No.

If your answer was Yes, you might want to think about the following:

Is it possible that you observed poverty consciousness in your family while you were growing up, and unconsciously decided that feeling helpless about finances was how a grown-up functions in the world?

It’s possible that even if you did inherit a poverty consciousness, you are still able to experience abundance at times. You may also still have a strong inner drive to become prosperous in life.

And is there is even the tiniest chance that your feeling lost where money is concerned is just something your mind created, to keep you dealing with finances the way your parents did?

In doing so, you could safely be a part of the family—doing and believing what they did and believe, as every child desires to do, so they will feel loved and accepted.

If you answered Yes to that, this could be a moment of deep realization for you.

Because when we realize that every experience in our lives is a result of us choosing that experience on some level, whether it was a conscious choice or not, we no longer need to hold victim/survival patterns as our truth.

As we realize that it has never been about how hopeless we are at money. Rather, it was about us needing to create strong links to family, so we didn’t grow up feeling alone in the world.

As we realize that, we can then forgive ourselves for what we think are our shortcomings.

We then begin to take our power back, and we become the conscious Creator of our life again.

Let’s look at another thought that may be deeply ingrained in our consciousness:

“I would love to find a new life partner—someone I really resonate with, who offers me solid friendship, love, and support. But I just don’t think he/she is out there. So I’ve stopped looking.”

If you’ve ever had a thought like this, ask yourself:

“Do I know this to be an absolute truth? Is it true that if someone doesn’t have the right partner now, they never will? Or is it possible that there are people who have met a wonderful partner at different times in their life, sometimes without even expecting it?”

See what comes up for you. That first thought might have come from what you’ve seen in the movies—that only young people with a certain kind of good looks or higher income levels find love. Or it might be a belief based on your or others’ past experiences, even though our past does not define our future.

Or it might be that in your family or community, there’s a belief that “if someone doesn’t settle down by the age of 30, they never will.”

All of this has led you to believe that a loving partnership has eluded you, and that you might as well give up at this point.

Yet every area of our life responds powerfully to how we feel about it—what we believe to be true or possible.

Your chance of meeting someone who is right for you has more to do with your holding open the possibility of meeting someone wonderful—and that you have plenty to offer a new partner.

That is far more powerful than what you’ve been outwardly taught about relationships.

When we look at any good thing in life with low expectations and disbelief, believing the worst of it instead of the best, we separate ourselves from it.

When we look at the belief that says, “I would love to find a new life partner—someone I really resonate with. But I just don’t think they’re out there, so I’ve stopped looking,” we can clearly see that that is a judgment based on fear.

As a result of this judgment and self-protectiveness, we have not only blocked ourselves from allowing in new opportunities to meet someone new.

We have also dishonored the whole energy of love and what it can be in our lives, on a romantic level and otherwise.

You can see that when we begin to question our thoughts, we create an opening in our consciousness through which we can expand into higher states of consciousness, and ultimately, into complete freedom to be our higher selves.

You may be feeling some resistance toward what you’ve just read, or experiencing some guilt or sadness about judgments and beliefs you’ve held in the past. Know that those ideas were formed during a time when we were all simply doing the best we could with what we knew at the time.

In the past, our mind simply chose to operate in survival mode, which is another way of saying that it decided to make protecting itself its ultimate priority.

But what if it no longer needs to use patterns of separation and fear to protect itself?

What if the mind can finally remember that our Spirit has kept us safe all along, even when we thought otherwise?

Doesn’t that free up space for us to try new things that will help us expand into greater states of aliveness, awareness, and being?

The mind has become very comfortable in identifying with survival patterns, so that when celestial openings occur in our personal and global consciousness, the mind experiences a lot of discomfort.

Our only job when that happens, is to be a compassionate presence for the mind as it adjusts and shifts out of the old patterns. This requires that we simply observe the mind’s resistance, without trying to fix, change, or save it.

Just observe and send it love, and the mind will no longer feel like it needs to resist the shifts that are happening.

The mind can then, in its own time, relax into our warmth and compassion, as a child feels safe in the loving arms of their parent or caregiver.

What Happens When We Are Free?

We when are free, we choose to create joy and happiness for no reason.

We transcend fear.

We enjoy a full life.

We let go of the need to blame others.

We take full responsibility for being the Creator of our own life.

We are kind, loving, and compassionate.

We express ourselves authentically and honestly.

We try new things, expanding out of our comfort zone.

We experience a strong connection to our Spirit and intuition.

We open ourselves up to receiving ALL of our blessings.

We are generous and giving.

We let go of competition and lack-driven behaviors.

We are healthy and vibrant.

And much more!

The 11-11 Portal of Healing

On November 11, 2018, we will move through an important and powerful portal of healing known as the 11-11 portal.

This year will be extra potent, because it aligns with an 11 (2+0+1+8=11) year.

So, the alignment computes to 11-11-11!

This specific 11-11 portal will be celebrated by millions of way-showers and cosmically aligned soul family from all around the world. They will meet via synched up meditations and heart-unifying celebrations.

This will tremendously magnify the healing effects of the 11-11 portal for humanity.

This particular 11-11 portal of healing will allow the Divine Feminine to heal the aspects of masculine energy that has forgotten its divinity. She will go deep into the heart and psyche of the masculine and bring nourishing love and light to all of him, including the parts that have rarely been touched.

The Divine Feminine will bask all of humanity in her love. She will alchemize rigid and fixed thoughts and behaviors into expressions of ease, fluidity, peace, love, openness, and flexibility.

She will also remind us that together with her, we are the source of our abundance, and that as we appreciate all of our blessings, she will shower us with infinite new blessings.

We will also notice things feeling lighter, so that we can focus more on the energies of fun, play, joy, and creativity.

Below is a heart-opening process that will help us to connect with and be fully open to the 11-11-11 portal of healing.

This process can be done anytime throughout the day of November 11th.

However, if you’d like to make it extra special, set your alarm for your local times of 1:11 am, 11:11 am, 1:11 pm, or 11:11 pm, and try this process around these times.

The 11:11 Awakening Process

Step 1: Close your eyes and take 3 deep breaths.

Step 2: Smile with your right eye only (eyes still closed). Hold for 10 seconds.

Step 3: Smile with your left eye only (eyes still closed). Hold for 10 seconds.

Step 4: Imagine what it would feel like if your third eye in (the space in between your eyebrows) was smiling. Hold that feeling for 10 seconds.

Step 5: Move the smile down from the third eye to your mouth and cheeks (a regular big smile). Hold this smile for 10 seconds.

Step 6: Move the smile from your face down into your heart. Imagine what it would feel like if your heart was smiling big.

I like to see my heart as a cartoon heart-person, with a cute happy face with little dangly legs and hands, wearing a top hat, and doing a tap dance for me.

The key is to use an image that makes you feel happy and brings you joy. Envision your heart smiling and putting on this show for you, for at least 10 seconds.

Step 7: Say out loud: “I am fully open to receiving and giving unconditional love now, with ease and grace. And so it is!”

Step 8: Express at least 5 things you’d like to create more of in your life, and affirm them out loud to the Universe.

Step 9: Express gratitude to yourself and to the Universe for opening yourself up to all of the new blessings life has in store for you.

Step 10: Open your eyes, and observe over the coming days, weeks, and months, the new blessings that enter your life.

And that’s it!

May the month of November bless you and your loved ones in the most nourishing and supportive ways.

Till next time,

Miraculously yours,

Emmanuel

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