MissyAnn

Curious, sentimental over thinker who loves God, her people, nature, and the MN Timberwolves. Nurse. Memento mori.

[MissyAnn @MissySyvrud]

Yes. ❤

[Camus @newstart_2024]

Nobody wants to hear the truth about IQ because it is ugly.

Jordan Peterson says the differences in how easily people learn and handle abstract work are huge, and they show up in paychecks and status. Conservatives like to say there is a job waiting if you just get after it. Liberals like to say anyone can be trained to do anything.

Both skip the same reality: a lot of people struggle enough with complexity that finding a solid place in this economy has become brutally hard. He says we have no plan for that and we will not even look at it.

Pretending the gap is not there does not shrink it.

[F. Gozalo @federicgozalo]

"A piano doesn't soften the blow; it gives your grief a heavy, steady cadence until you find the breath to tear it wide open." — Glen Hansard

[ PIANO ARCHIVE — "BIRD OF SORROW" ]

Glen Hansard — "Bird of Sorrow" (Solo Piano Performance).

Seated at the upright: rolling black-key resonance, patient pacing, and a staggering five-minute build from intimate spoken vulnerability into raw, unrestrained vocal defiance.

⏱️ 00:05:06 live archive.

[Andrew Zywiec, M.D. @AndrewZywiecMD]

People are so pain and suffering averse that they create hell through avoidance.

Pills, therapists, drugs, alcohol, sex, whatever.

They do whatever they can to feel good for a moment, and take whichever path avoids any measure of pain, suffering, accountability, responsibility, discomfort, or growth.

And we wonder why we have a society like the one at present.

Newsflash: suffering is mandatory for growth. Pain is necessary for character. Courage only developed through times of fear. Strength only fostered during trials and weakness.

Stop running.

Face your fears. Face yourself.

[RTÉ One @RTEOne]

Gary Hansard performing 'I Can See God' at the funeral of his brother, Glen Hansard 🤍

[F. Gozalo @federicgozalo]

"Song is not a destination; it is the compass we carry through the wilderness." — Glen Hansard

To reduce Glen Hansard to a street narrator is to miss the metaphysics of his craft. He does not merely perform; he navigates.

True folk tradition is an act of existential pilgrimage—Homo Viator seeking truth amidst modern noise. The weathered gaze and raw voice turn every melody into a direction rather than a distraction.

We do not sing to escape the road. We sing to find it.

[F. Gozalo @federicgozalo]

"And leave a light on in your lonely window / And a heartfelt welcome in your eye / From far away on the deep, black ocean / You’re the one I’ll come back to find..." — Glen Hansard

Recorded live in the Asturian highlands during The Camino Voyage, this session bridges Irish folk and northern Spanish tradition.

Pilgrimage is not merely a geographic passage, but an exercise in sacred hospitality. Hansard’s voice, joined by Asturian and Irish musicians, turns the song into a sanctuary for the weary traveler.

Leave a light on. The road is long, but the haven is real.

[Steven Slate @RealStevenSlate]

It looks like most of my X feed will now be videos of Glen and I’m OK with it.

This is a rare video of him singing Falling Slowly alone and it’s simply beautiful

[Garry Doran @garryd11]

Just heartbreaking news. The Late Late Show has had some powerful duets through the years… Finbar Furey & Christy Dignam, Christy Moore & Shane McGowan… but I still think this is my favourite. Such pure passion and raw emotion from Glen and Imelda
#glenhansard

[MakingSense @MakingSenseInfo]

Glen Hansard RIP

[U2 @U2]

Sometimes I would wonder if Glen Hansard really existed….

Seriously, he was such an angelic presence… not otherworldly…in fact, very present this presence…
A smiling rascal if you needed him to be… this most musical and mischievous archangel of Ballymun… no airs, plenty of graces...

Of course, Glen was the shining star of the Christmas Eve busk… sometimes the only one reminding the rest of us that Christmas began with a refugee born in a manger, which is hardly a step from living on the street.

To be utterly yourself by being more interested in others - a clue for any of us trying out different personas. He really was who you thought he was. He could never walk by a person living rough without checking they were OK… and more than that, he worked very hard so that less people had to live on the streets in the first place.

When the crowds got bigger and for safety’s sake Glen had to agree to move the busk to a stage kindly provided outside The Gaiety Theatre, he would say 'we’ll give it our best but it’s not a busk if we’re not on the street!’ …because that’s who he was - a performer at eye level in any situation. The stage was a separation he wouldn’t recognize. Of all the grand and gigantic venues he and The Frames played, you sensed the street was his most favoured place to perform. And street people, his favourite audience.

Voice of the streets. A choir of angels in one man. The rest of us blessed to stand there beside our very own and very earthed Angel Gabriel… All of us welcome in his choir, whatever shape or form.

….and I’m telling myself this morning that if he never existed, then he can never cease to exist. For me, he will always be everywhere I see a coin spinning into an open guitar case.

May you rest in the peace you gave to so many.

Bono

[MissyAnn @MissySyvrud]

He was a favorite. Rest in peace, you beautiful soul. https://t.co/EXL1SKZLKe

[MissyAnn @MissySyvrud]

@teachrobotslove "to be a shiny object"
Yes.

Such good, insightful writing! I've experienced this...it is a very sad place to be.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Eight people sealed themselves in a glass dome to prove humanity could feed itself on plants, and spent two years starving in front of the world's press.

Biosphere 2 cost a hundred and fifty million dollars. Three acres of Arizona desert under sealed glass, eight crew, door shut on 26 September 1991, nothing in or out for two years. The farm inside was worked intensively and by any agronomic measure it was superb, out-producing the most efficient smallholder farming on earth by a wide margin.

It produced 83 per cent of what they needed.

Which left Roy Walford, the crew doctor, in a sealed box with seven hungry colleagues and his own life's work. Walford was a UCLA pathologist who had spent thirty years arguing that severe calorie restriction extends lifespan. He had doubled it in mice. And here was reality handing him his own hypothesis with the door welded shut.

So he called it a health programme.

The menu became vegetables, half a glass of goat's milk a day, and meat or fish about once a week. The men lost close to a fifth of their body weight, the women about a tenth. And the markers Walford cared about behaved impeccably: blood pressure, glucose, cholesterol and triglycerides all down at least twenty per cent, into ranges any doctor would frame. He published it in PNAS in 1992.

The bloodwork was magnificent. The people were falling apart.

Jane Poynter wrote the book afterwards. Fatigue, depression, mental fog, and a preoccupation with food that ate the entire interior life of the crew. They stole from each other. They split into two factions that stopped speaking. The ecological research the building had been constructed for was largely abandoned by people who no longer had the headroom for anything past the next meal. The ants and cockroaches, by contrast, were thriving.

The air was leaving too. Oxygen started at 20.9 per cent and kept dropping and nobody knew where it was going. Columbia eventually worked it out: the concrete was quietly eating it. So oxygen had to be pumped in from outside, which is an interesting result for a sealed world.

Walford's verdict on the mutiny is the whole thing in one sentence. He said afterwards that any other physician aboard would have panicked and declared they were starving, but that he knew they were on a programme of health enhancement.

He knew. Seven other people, visibly wasting, were simply mistaken.

He came out in 1993, developed ALS, blamed the conditions inside, and died in 2004 aged 79 after years on 1,600 calories a day in pursuit of a longer life. The mice got double. He did not make it to average for an American professor.

Every argument you have heard this decade was already in that building. Grow it locally. Take the animals out. Eat less. Watch the numbers improve.

Eight of the most motivated humans alive, handed three acres of the best-managed farmland on the planet and no meat, could not feed themselves.

The press reported the fighting as a personality clash.

[Fr. Joseph Krupp @Joeinblack]

Weeds and Wheat Parable: mind your own business

[DepressedBergman @DannyDrinksWine]

Elizabeth McGovern was only 18 while filming Robert Redford's "Ordinary People" (1980)— her debut feature. After auditioning for the movie & being cast in the role of Jeannine Pratt, she was accepted into Juilliard as a student. Redford was so impressed with her but Juilliard had the policy of not allowing any of their students to act in a movie or play once they get admitted in the school. But her chemistry with Timothy Hutton was great & he, along with everyone in the crew were convinced that she was perfect for the role.

One day, after thinking it wasn't possible to land her for the role, Robert Redford had invited Marie Osmond to read with Hutton for the role. Redford knew her family very well as they were from Utah. A week later, Redford suddenly went to New York unannounced, pleaded with the management of Juilliard and struck a deal to have them allow Elizabeth McGovern to appear for filming on the weekends. This way, she didn't miss any of the classes and managed to complete the movie.

("Timothy Hutton: Why Elizabeth McGovern Almost Wasn't In "Ordinary People" | FOLCS", 2026)

P.S: Happy 65th birthday, Elizabeth McGovern!

[MissyAnn @MissySyvrud]

@brentlajeunesse @tyromper Such a great, thoughtful comment!

My situation was similar and I am thankul my husband gave me time to work through emotions from our early dating days. That is A LOT of interaction in a week! Love the advice to stay warm, go slow. Nothing lost.

[MissyAnn @MissySyvrud]

@DeanAbbott Praying for you!

[Jon Krawczynski @JonKrawczynski]

Sixth in the rotation, No. 1 in their hearts.

From tattoos to towels to “Two Words” and more: How Naz Reid built a legacy in 7 seasons in Minnesota that will last so much longer.

(Free read)

https://t.co/9V4N97snXk

[MissyAnn @MissySyvrud]

Yes, and it has been underestimated his impact on fan morale. So, if they dare trade him, they better win moving forward...

[Dana Wessel @DanaWessel]

There never was a folk hero in local sports like Naz Reid and there never will be another. The organic groundswell was so pure and beautiful. Two Words. Honk If. Tattoos. Towels going global. No mass marketing campaign. Just local fans rallying an amazing guy and his story.

[blue @bluewmist]

There is a very specific female fatigue that comes from knowing exactly what is happening, explaining exactly what is happening, being told you are overreacting, and then watching exactly what is happening happen with excellent punctuality.