MUSINGS BY THE CREEKSIDE
A personal journal of whatever is on my mind at a given time. A means of communicating my thoughts to someone other than dogs or walls.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Cancer - Forbidden Cures
I watched this documentary http://www.nextworldtv.com/videos/health-and-wellness/cancer-the-forbidden-cures.html last week and realized everyone should know/have this information. I've known about a few cures over time and having used the Essiac Tea, have faith that they work. The story of Rene Caisse, RN and the plant formula, given her by a native American healer long ago, is heartening. She cured thousands of cancers but never received payment. Government interference blocked her severely.
Hopefully you/my readers will watch and learn much.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Oh No, it's raining again! Don't take me wrong for I love the needed rain. Problem is that the tin roof on the old store building, having buckled or blown off in patches, has created big damage. I squeezed in the door to survey the damage. It is far worse than I thought. The whole floor is now wet and much damage to all the boxes of STUFF...ruined. Half the ceiling is hanging down with 2x4 pieces attached. I either run the risk of being clonked in the head by the fallen ceiling or find myself falling through to the ground with a clunk. Part of the flooring is that sawdust board, swelled and buckled and disintegrating fast.
Makes me sick losing so much. There is a stereo that I wanted to bring to the house but can't get it out because of the stuck door and swollen floor. Same problem with the Warm Morning stove. It's weight will take it down to the ground any minute.
Before I lose this page, I better say that my blogging days are over. For two months or longer IE8 has been erratic and it takes hours trying to post on the blog. I'm exhausted and angry with it. First thing tomorrow I intend to cancel my recent "great package" plan with CenturyLink. Faster internet speed, my foot! Have had nothing but big problems with the mess, yet huge phone/internet bill. I don't reckon IE8 and my service have anything to do with the other BUT I'm not willing or able just now to take the computer to a professional Fixer. Many users have problems with IE8 and you can't remove the darned thing off Vista. Upgrade fix to IE9 didn't work either. Firefox download quit working after five minutes, kept crashing. I removed that! So, now I'm without an idea what to do to fix matters.
Happy thoughts. I'm kneedeep in outside work. A glutton for punishment I guess for now I've went out and bought two more apple trees and vegetable plants and two rose bushes. The trees were a mistake, for how will I ever get holes dug for them! I couldn't resist though after finally getting blooms galore on the Granny Smith tree. Four years I've grieved seeing that tree DO NOTHING; then bingo, it blooms. I'm telling you I felt like a new mother with a little darling when I spied the beautiful pink buds couple weeks ago! So excited I was. Now if only apples will come.
Have worked like fighting fire repotting daylilies, cleaning the flowerbeds, pruning limbs. Lord, I'm tired and besides that, my whole skeleton is out of whack and I have bronchitis for over a month. Guess I need a doctor. Coughing myself senseless all night long is getting old. Beginning to think I have walking pneumonia.
Some really intense pain at times.
Got my horse Snapper back recently. Thank God and lots of money outlay, I'm now able to climb on that old fellow and off I spin along, whacking those overtall weeds. Twice mowed in four days apart, you can imagine how fast the grass is growing and needing it again today! Almost $20 for gas already worries me. That machine uses three times the gas that my old little horse Snapper used! Only advantage is I don't have to change gears. The bigger steed is hydrostatic -I think this is the term.
Don and Lynn came Tuesday and worked their dear hearts out for five solid hours. I looked about, then made a wish for time to stand still so to enjoy all the prettiness. Didn't work for it is needing mowing again already. My big daylily/iris bed out near the barn got mowed down by mistake on Tuesday; saw that yesterday and almost cried. Tears won't help. Bottom line: there is more work to do than I can shake a stick at. I have a compulsion of trying to keep things that "are alive" living forever. Got a hangup about dying apparently!
Forget the overload of inside work waiting attention. I don't know which way to run these days. I'm just one person and this place needs a dozen 'persons' to keep it in shape.
Thought I was going to have a companion last fall who declared he'd "take charge" of all the problems. Hmm - Didn't happen. I'm now to the point of really wanting to sell out but there is the problematic real estate market and the ECONOMY, you know. I'm stuck with all the problems and work I have created for myself. Didn't realize "back when" that old age means inability of the body; sure hasn't effected my brain cells that constantly plan another project though.
Just passed another milestone, turned 72 a week ago. Ha, that hasn't stopped me and my "want to do" and future plans. I've finally come to realize, from observing older family members of years past, that our bodies may give out but the old noggin' just keeps on going and going and going in a present tense. Our will for life doesn't wear out apparently, as long as we can keep pain at arm's length. And pain is another whole big subject!
I'll cross my fingers now; hope this will post, hope the rain stops, hope the store building floor holds up awhile, and hope the grass and weeds take a Growing Break.
Makes me sick losing so much. There is a stereo that I wanted to bring to the house but can't get it out because of the stuck door and swollen floor. Same problem with the Warm Morning stove. It's weight will take it down to the ground any minute.
Before I lose this page, I better say that my blogging days are over. For two months or longer IE8 has been erratic and it takes hours trying to post on the blog. I'm exhausted and angry with it. First thing tomorrow I intend to cancel my recent "great package" plan with CenturyLink. Faster internet speed, my foot! Have had nothing but big problems with the mess, yet huge phone/internet bill. I don't reckon IE8 and my service have anything to do with the other BUT I'm not willing or able just now to take the computer to a professional Fixer. Many users have problems with IE8 and you can't remove the darned thing off Vista. Upgrade fix to IE9 didn't work either. Firefox download quit working after five minutes, kept crashing. I removed that! So, now I'm without an idea what to do to fix matters.
Happy thoughts. I'm kneedeep in outside work. A glutton for punishment I guess for now I've went out and bought two more apple trees and vegetable plants and two rose bushes. The trees were a mistake, for how will I ever get holes dug for them! I couldn't resist though after finally getting blooms galore on the Granny Smith tree. Four years I've grieved seeing that tree DO NOTHING; then bingo, it blooms. I'm telling you I felt like a new mother with a little darling when I spied the beautiful pink buds couple weeks ago! So excited I was. Now if only apples will come.
Have worked like fighting fire repotting daylilies, cleaning the flowerbeds, pruning limbs. Lord, I'm tired and besides that, my whole skeleton is out of whack and I have bronchitis for over a month. Guess I need a doctor. Coughing myself senseless all night long is getting old. Beginning to think I have walking pneumonia.
Some really intense pain at times.
Got my horse Snapper back recently. Thank God and lots of money outlay, I'm now able to climb on that old fellow and off I spin along, whacking those overtall weeds. Twice mowed in four days apart, you can imagine how fast the grass is growing and needing it again today! Almost $20 for gas already worries me. That machine uses three times the gas that my old little horse Snapper used! Only advantage is I don't have to change gears. The bigger steed is hydrostatic -I think this is the term.
Don and Lynn came Tuesday and worked their dear hearts out for five solid hours. I looked about, then made a wish for time to stand still so to enjoy all the prettiness. Didn't work for it is needing mowing again already. My big daylily/iris bed out near the barn got mowed down by mistake on Tuesday; saw that yesterday and almost cried. Tears won't help. Bottom line: there is more work to do than I can shake a stick at. I have a compulsion of trying to keep things that "are alive" living forever. Got a hangup about dying apparently!
Forget the overload of inside work waiting attention. I don't know which way to run these days. I'm just one person and this place needs a dozen 'persons' to keep it in shape.
Thought I was going to have a companion last fall who declared he'd "take charge" of all the problems. Hmm - Didn't happen. I'm now to the point of really wanting to sell out but there is the problematic real estate market and the ECONOMY, you know. I'm stuck with all the problems and work I have created for myself. Didn't realize "back when" that old age means inability of the body; sure hasn't effected my brain cells that constantly plan another project though.
Just passed another milestone, turned 72 a week ago. Ha, that hasn't stopped me and my "want to do" and future plans. I've finally come to realize, from observing older family members of years past, that our bodies may give out but the old noggin' just keeps on going and going and going in a present tense. Our will for life doesn't wear out apparently, as long as we can keep pain at arm's length. And pain is another whole big subject!
I'll cross my fingers now; hope this will post, hope the rain stops, hope the store building floor holds up awhile, and hope the grass and weeds take a Growing Break.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Understanding the Now Time
Where is my main focus? How much am I doing for humanity as a whole? Is my daily life engrossed in anything except piddling efforts toward and within what is only before my eyes? The day in day out efforts to exist and survive within my own tiny world seems to be my main focus, darkly clouded by what I glean through the media.
I imagine this is your situation also. Yet we each and every one are a part of what is occurring around us, worldwide. We each share guilt. We each suffer the consequences of what occurs.
If we spent just a few minutes each day thinking on some of the problems that are daily assaulting, constantly appearing over the entire world, it is possible solutions can come about.
Many think they are not involved with what is happening everywhere today, yet we each are, whether this can be understood or not. We each are endowed with a fine brain; yet so many of us are letting it go to waste; go to waste on so much nonsense. Life is a serious business that can be lived with much happiness if we but let it, along with focusing on some of the major issues affecting us all as a whole, pondering and asking ourselves "What can I do to alleviate the sufferings going on all around me".
I ponder much during my 'Daily Doings'; as to if what I am doing is adversely affecting another human being. Of course I'm guilty! We all are but that can be turned about if we just think on it awhile. Ponder, then ponder some more. As M. Summers writes "There are great changes happening" and our problems need solutions. We must all give our best toward a better world.
"Great change is coming to the world, change unlike anything that humanity as a whole has ever seen before - Great Waves of change all converging at this time. For humanity has impacted the world in so many ways, and the results of that impact are now gathering—gathering strength, gathering force, converging at a time when humanity is largely unaware and unprepared.
These Great Waves are not one event. They are not one simple thing that happens at one time only, for humanity has set in motion forces of change now that it must contend with on an ongoing basis. For you are now living in a world of declining resources, a world whose climate has been seriously affected, a world whose ecological condition is deteriorating, a world where humanity will have to face the prospects of great shortages of food and water and the risks of disease and illness on a very large scale, even affecting the wealthy nations of the world. The balance has now been tipped and changed, and the human family as a whole must unite and gather together to deal with these great challenges.
In a world of ever-growing population and declining resources, humanity will face a great decision, a fundamental choice in which direction to go. Do nations compete and challenge each other for the remaining resources? Do they fight and struggle over who will control these resources and who will have access to these resources? For indeed, all the great wars of humanity’s turbulent past have been a struggle, fundamentally, over gaining access to and control over resources.
Will the wealthy nations of the world insist that their lifestyle must be preserved and therefore enter into competition and conflict with one another, further degrading the rest of the world, robbing the poorer people of the world of their own ability to sustain themselves so that some grand or indulgent lifestyle can be maintained in the wealthy nations?
If humanity chooses this path, it will enter a period of prolonged conflict and permanent decline. Instead of preserving and distributing the remaining resources and generating the ability to adapt to a new world condition, humanity will destroy what is left, leaving itself poor and bereft, with immense loss of human life and with very grim and grave prospects for the future.
Yet if humanity chooses a different path, recognizing the inherent dangers involved in facing these Great Waves of change, recognizing the seriousness of their reality and the great consequences that they can have for the well-being and for the future of humanity, then wise individuals and leaders of nations and religious institutions can recognize that divided, humanity will fail in the face of the Great Waves of change. But united, humanity can chart a new course, prepare for the impacts for the Great Waves of change and set in course the beginnings of a greater cooperation and a greater unity than humanity as a whole has ever experienced before. This will be generated now not by religious principles or by high ethics, but by sheer necessity itself.
For what can one nation hope to achieve if the world plunges into conflict and deprivation? Nations of the world are far too interdependent now to choose the path of war and conflict without bringing ruin and deprivation to everyone.
United, you have a great chance. Divided, you will fail. " ~~~Marshall Vian Summers
continued: http://www.greatwavesofchange.org/writings/great-waves.php?chapter=1
I imagine this is your situation also. Yet we each and every one are a part of what is occurring around us, worldwide. We each share guilt. We each suffer the consequences of what occurs.
If we spent just a few minutes each day thinking on some of the problems that are daily assaulting, constantly appearing over the entire world, it is possible solutions can come about.
Many think they are not involved with what is happening everywhere today, yet we each are, whether this can be understood or not. We each are endowed with a fine brain; yet so many of us are letting it go to waste; go to waste on so much nonsense. Life is a serious business that can be lived with much happiness if we but let it, along with focusing on some of the major issues affecting us all as a whole, pondering and asking ourselves "What can I do to alleviate the sufferings going on all around me".
I ponder much during my 'Daily Doings'; as to if what I am doing is adversely affecting another human being. Of course I'm guilty! We all are but that can be turned about if we just think on it awhile. Ponder, then ponder some more. As M. Summers writes "There are great changes happening" and our problems need solutions. We must all give our best toward a better world.
"Great change is coming to the world, change unlike anything that humanity as a whole has ever seen before - Great Waves of change all converging at this time. For humanity has impacted the world in so many ways, and the results of that impact are now gathering—gathering strength, gathering force, converging at a time when humanity is largely unaware and unprepared.
These Great Waves are not one event. They are not one simple thing that happens at one time only, for humanity has set in motion forces of change now that it must contend with on an ongoing basis. For you are now living in a world of declining resources, a world whose climate has been seriously affected, a world whose ecological condition is deteriorating, a world where humanity will have to face the prospects of great shortages of food and water and the risks of disease and illness on a very large scale, even affecting the wealthy nations of the world. The balance has now been tipped and changed, and the human family as a whole must unite and gather together to deal with these great challenges.
In a world of ever-growing population and declining resources, humanity will face a great decision, a fundamental choice in which direction to go. Do nations compete and challenge each other for the remaining resources? Do they fight and struggle over who will control these resources and who will have access to these resources? For indeed, all the great wars of humanity’s turbulent past have been a struggle, fundamentally, over gaining access to and control over resources.
Will the wealthy nations of the world insist that their lifestyle must be preserved and therefore enter into competition and conflict with one another, further degrading the rest of the world, robbing the poorer people of the world of their own ability to sustain themselves so that some grand or indulgent lifestyle can be maintained in the wealthy nations?
If humanity chooses this path, it will enter a period of prolonged conflict and permanent decline. Instead of preserving and distributing the remaining resources and generating the ability to adapt to a new world condition, humanity will destroy what is left, leaving itself poor and bereft, with immense loss of human life and with very grim and grave prospects for the future.
Yet if humanity chooses a different path, recognizing the inherent dangers involved in facing these Great Waves of change, recognizing the seriousness of their reality and the great consequences that they can have for the well-being and for the future of humanity, then wise individuals and leaders of nations and religious institutions can recognize that divided, humanity will fail in the face of the Great Waves of change. But united, humanity can chart a new course, prepare for the impacts for the Great Waves of change and set in course the beginnings of a greater cooperation and a greater unity than humanity as a whole has ever experienced before. This will be generated now not by religious principles or by high ethics, but by sheer necessity itself.
For what can one nation hope to achieve if the world plunges into conflict and deprivation? Nations of the world are far too interdependent now to choose the path of war and conflict without bringing ruin and deprivation to everyone.
United, you have a great chance. Divided, you will fail. " ~~~Marshall Vian Summers
continued: http://www.greatwavesofchange.org/writings/great-waves.php?chapter=1
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Saturday, April 6, 2013
I Ponder
Traveling about via the internet this evening, I came across Cumberland National Park, Georgia.
Their website is chockful of information. So many opportunities to get out and wander nature. A teacher's guide to enrich her students is a great opportunity at this park. The website carries children's art and poetry. One such child, Robert, speaks of our earth home. So much said in so few words. Wonderful wisdom from such a young man. May we all follow his advice.
Careful
by Robert, grade 5
Plants are growing here
History happened up there
Careful with these things.
I want to go walk a beach and this Cumberland National Park sounds divine, not crowded at all, but I can barely walk so it remains a dream, a lost chance, to walk shores looking for shells, enjoying the surf. Days seriously count when you reach my age. If one is missed without furthering your dream, it is a lost chance, while never realizing such when we are young and healthy. We have YEARS, years and MORE years! I find that's not so for me today. I've ruined my health, the days are dwindling away and I'm bypassing all my dreams. For months I've held on to a dream of a new life and nothing has been accomplished toward this new beginning, except waiting expectance.
Today was beautiful, wasn't it? Here anyway. Temps to climb a bit every day this coming week - 70s soon. I LOVE spring! So I have plans to do much. Yet cutting back one Butterfly bush took all my strength today and still the cuttings lay there, waiting for me and another day. I am stunned this small chore knocked me out! Short years ago I could work for hours on end at chores around here; Know the chores were many, enough to keep three or four working adults. Thus the reason I'm always behind and have reached a point that all is overwhelming, never to catch up halfway. I want to sell out! Depression descended as I worked and looked about at it all. I hope to get a big flowerbed cleaned this weekend as it went to weeds last year. I'll certainly have fuel for a good bonfire or plenty of mulch for the composting piles. All the flowers are above ground now so it is going to be quite an endeavor to remove the dead twigs and debris. I hope I hold up to the job.
Last Wednesday I had a great time with my daughter and great grandson, Michael Lane. He turned two last October, weighs 33 lb. It strained me to lift him. He had me fooled when sitting quietly in the car seat, my thinking what a quiet and timid child instead of that "Terrible Twos" syndrome. I am so naive! He is a flurry of action. Speaks in a low voice, sometimes even a whisper and never yells. But move about? You better believe it. I calmed him while lunching, letting him check out my
pocketbook contents. That worked! Thank God for all blessings. I can't abide a loud, abrasive child.
It was sunny but very cold that day. Wet pants called for a changing. It was an acrobatic act. Finally he firmly told Lynn: "Hurry Nannaw, my butt's afeezun". We cracked up with laughter. Lane has an extensive vocabulary to be so young; I'm very impressed with the intelligence of tots these days - they are brilliant. Needless to say, poor Lynn has been run ragged for three days, constant motion on Lane's part. He needs a quiet life and it isn't possible. Divorce - yes, this was quick! - has caused Lane to be in so many different settings that the child doesn't know whether he's coming or going. So sad. But he LOVES his Nannaw and Pappaw Don. They love him so much too but still it is a hectic time caring for him at their ages. Lynn has several medical issues to contend with also, one being lack of energy. I know that feeling.
Now it is dark and quiet and nearing time for bed. I look forward to that, even though I passed out for almost three hours this afternoon. Tomorrow is another day for accomplishing a few dreams, I hope.
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| Borrowed from the Park website. |
Careful
by Robert, grade 5
Plants are growing here
History happened up there
Careful with these things.
I want to go walk a beach and this Cumberland National Park sounds divine, not crowded at all, but I can barely walk so it remains a dream, a lost chance, to walk shores looking for shells, enjoying the surf. Days seriously count when you reach my age. If one is missed without furthering your dream, it is a lost chance, while never realizing such when we are young and healthy. We have YEARS, years and MORE years! I find that's not so for me today. I've ruined my health, the days are dwindling away and I'm bypassing all my dreams. For months I've held on to a dream of a new life and nothing has been accomplished toward this new beginning, except waiting expectance.
Today was beautiful, wasn't it? Here anyway. Temps to climb a bit every day this coming week - 70s soon. I LOVE spring! So I have plans to do much. Yet cutting back one Butterfly bush took all my strength today and still the cuttings lay there, waiting for me and another day. I am stunned this small chore knocked me out! Short years ago I could work for hours on end at chores around here; Know the chores were many, enough to keep three or four working adults. Thus the reason I'm always behind and have reached a point that all is overwhelming, never to catch up halfway. I want to sell out! Depression descended as I worked and looked about at it all. I hope to get a big flowerbed cleaned this weekend as it went to weeds last year. I'll certainly have fuel for a good bonfire or plenty of mulch for the composting piles. All the flowers are above ground now so it is going to be quite an endeavor to remove the dead twigs and debris. I hope I hold up to the job.
Last Wednesday I had a great time with my daughter and great grandson, Michael Lane. He turned two last October, weighs 33 lb. It strained me to lift him. He had me fooled when sitting quietly in the car seat, my thinking what a quiet and timid child instead of that "Terrible Twos" syndrome. I am so naive! He is a flurry of action. Speaks in a low voice, sometimes even a whisper and never yells. But move about? You better believe it. I calmed him while lunching, letting him check out my
pocketbook contents. That worked! Thank God for all blessings. I can't abide a loud, abrasive child.
It was sunny but very cold that day. Wet pants called for a changing. It was an acrobatic act. Finally he firmly told Lynn: "Hurry Nannaw, my butt's afeezun". We cracked up with laughter. Lane has an extensive vocabulary to be so young; I'm very impressed with the intelligence of tots these days - they are brilliant. Needless to say, poor Lynn has been run ragged for three days, constant motion on Lane's part. He needs a quiet life and it isn't possible. Divorce - yes, this was quick! - has caused Lane to be in so many different settings that the child doesn't know whether he's coming or going. So sad. But he LOVES his Nannaw and Pappaw Don. They love him so much too but still it is a hectic time caring for him at their ages. Lynn has several medical issues to contend with also, one being lack of energy. I know that feeling.
Now it is dark and quiet and nearing time for bed. I look forward to that, even though I passed out for almost three hours this afternoon. Tomorrow is another day for accomplishing a few dreams, I hope.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
"Whoopsie Daisy" - But I'm Still Ticking
Having been some time since my last post, I thought it best to let you know I'm still among the living; if that is what it can be called. Problems with the spine, actually my whole skeleton, are keeping me pretty low. Today a hip has gone out from hobbling miles of terrazzo hallways at the hospital. I wish someone would invent soft flooring! Bouncy floors would be even nicer.
I guess, by the calendar at least, spring is officially here. But you can't prove it by the space I invade. Although today was a bit springish but cancel that with chilling thunderstorms due tomorrow; of all things to happen when I had hoped to crawl about at someone's Easter egg hunt and find a few rabbit eggs; those pretty colored ones, you know? Who likes to crawl about in soggy soil?
Yesterday was predicted to be sunny and real nice. What did I encounter? Only the grayest sky possible and whipping wind that chilled me to the marrow trying to make my way to the door of the hospital...before I had the miles of terrazzo to cope with. Lucky me! An attendant hauled me back to the door in a wheelchair, where I debarked and hobbled my way back to the car. I drove home half asleep and crashed in bed before sunset.
Thrice this week I've made that trip to see about my brother, Allen, the one who went through the colostomy after he had colorectal cancer in 2009-2010. Last Tuesday he had a heart catherization since he has been so weak and in pain with his legs since the colostomy, although thousands of dollars of extensive tests showed NO PROBLEMS. I often wonder about tests! Mine always show NO PROBLEMS too; although it all still hurts.
Anyway, the heart cath showed it all ...90% 99%!blockage in Allen's arteries. So they refused to release him, afraid he would drop dead any second - they called him a ticking time bomb. Surgery was scheduled for Thursday but needing so many different procedures done to make certain he would survive open heart surgery, it had to be put off until Friday (yesterday).
I was unable to make it there before 6am when they took him down for the presurgical prep. I'd slept not a wink all night worrying and thinking the worst possible scenario coming. I just haven't gotten over my older brother dying last March by his own hand. He too was suffering intense chest pains again at that time and being urged to go to the hospital for more traumatic suffering there. Martin had said he NEVER would go to the hospital again. And he didn't.
Funny thing is I don't recall Allen complaining of any chest pain; he just couldn't breathe well and then the leg pain and collapsing weakness. Yet for seven years now, he worked continuously on his son's house, every free moment he could find. I do hope that nephew is finally satisfied with all the remodeling and new additions, costing thousands upon thousands of dollars and his father's free labor. I sure hope so! He is normally never pleased, kept changing his mind, tearing out and deciding on something different. The stress of all that kept Allen in constant turmoil, yet he kept his mouth shut and kept laboring.
Now the good news is he came through the operation and only stayed in ICU 24 hours and walked out to his new regular room. I'm certain he is "numbed" well with pain medicine and the fun begins when he is discharged for home. Six weeks of sleeping in a lounge chair really sounds like a lot of fun! He has talked and joked and told stories the whole time this week; always his way of hiding what he truly is feeling about matters. That's a man for you!
I am grateful for the success and would dearly hope he will follow doctor's orders finally regarding taking medicines and other directives but I know Allen; he won't. He hates taking a pill of any sort, doesn't get the right foods and now swears he will never have another "anything" done medically in the future. But at least he can now go fishing or hunting.
He asked the doctor (in his joking way) if he'd be able to go turkey hunting on Saturday (which is today). Doctor replied: I doubt it but we'll try to have you home by Sunday (tomorrow) Those doctors have caught on to his antics real quickly!
Everyone is astounded by the success. Grateful too.
Now if only the sun will start to shine and start everything growing, my days will be made. Forget this skeletal pain; sunshine will cause me to ignore it and smile...I want to smell some fresh mown grass clippings and see some birds busy with their nest building. If my eyes aren't deceiving me, I do believe I see a few blooms on one of my forsythias ... finally. I know everyone will be thrilled to enjoy those lazy hazy days of summer coming after this oh-so-dragged-on winter season.
I guess, by the calendar at least, spring is officially here. But you can't prove it by the space I invade. Although today was a bit springish but cancel that with chilling thunderstorms due tomorrow; of all things to happen when I had hoped to crawl about at someone's Easter egg hunt and find a few rabbit eggs; those pretty colored ones, you know? Who likes to crawl about in soggy soil?
Yesterday was predicted to be sunny and real nice. What did I encounter? Only the grayest sky possible and whipping wind that chilled me to the marrow trying to make my way to the door of the hospital...before I had the miles of terrazzo to cope with. Lucky me! An attendant hauled me back to the door in a wheelchair, where I debarked and hobbled my way back to the car. I drove home half asleep and crashed in bed before sunset.
Thrice this week I've made that trip to see about my brother, Allen, the one who went through the colostomy after he had colorectal cancer in 2009-2010. Last Tuesday he had a heart catherization since he has been so weak and in pain with his legs since the colostomy, although thousands of dollars of extensive tests showed NO PROBLEMS. I often wonder about tests! Mine always show NO PROBLEMS too; although it all still hurts.
Anyway, the heart cath showed it all ...
I was unable to make it there before 6am when they took him down for the presurgical prep. I'd slept not a wink all night worrying and thinking the worst possible scenario coming. I just haven't gotten over my older brother dying last March by his own hand. He too was suffering intense chest pains again at that time and being urged to go to the hospital for more traumatic suffering there. Martin had said he NEVER would go to the hospital again. And he didn't.
Funny thing is I don't recall Allen complaining of any chest pain; he just couldn't breathe well and then the leg pain and collapsing weakness. Yet for seven years now, he worked continuously on his son's house, every free moment he could find. I do hope that nephew is finally satisfied with all the remodeling and new additions, costing thousands upon thousands of dollars and his father's free labor. I sure hope so! He is normally never pleased, kept changing his mind, tearing out and deciding on something different. The stress of all that kept Allen in constant turmoil, yet he kept his mouth shut and kept laboring.
Now the good news is he came through the operation and only stayed in ICU 24 hours and walked out to his new regular room. I'm certain he is "numbed" well with pain medicine and the fun begins when he is discharged for home. Six weeks of sleeping in a lounge chair really sounds like a lot of fun! He has talked and joked and told stories the whole time this week; always his way of hiding what he truly is feeling about matters. That's a man for you!
I am grateful for the success and would dearly hope he will follow doctor's orders finally regarding taking medicines and other directives but I know Allen; he won't. He hates taking a pill of any sort, doesn't get the right foods and now swears he will never have another "anything" done medically in the future. But at least he can now go fishing or hunting.
He asked the doctor (in his joking way) if he'd be able to go turkey hunting on Saturday (which is today). Doctor replied: I doubt it but we'll try to have you home by Sunday (tomorrow) Those doctors have caught on to his antics real quickly!
Everyone is astounded by the success. Grateful too.
Now if only the sun will start to shine and start everything growing, my days will be made. Forget this skeletal pain; sunshine will cause me to ignore it and smile...I want to smell some fresh mown grass clippings and see some birds busy with their nest building. If my eyes aren't deceiving me, I do believe I see a few blooms on one of my forsythias ... finally. I know everyone will be thrilled to enjoy those lazy hazy days of summer coming after this oh-so-dragged-on winter season.
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weather
Friday, March 1, 2013
Want to Share My Grin? Quotable Quote
I was going to have cosmetic surgery until I noticed that the doctor's office was full of portraits by Picasso.
Rita Rudner
Rita Rudner
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Can't Read White? Try Black.
Grab that mouse, click on its left temple, drag it over this blog's White lettering and Ta Da! It turns Black. I often have trouble reading the printed words somewhere and accidently learned this little trick. Bing translate is a good little tool too.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Long Before Clinton Who Didn't - Smoky Musing
"Some of my finest hours have been spent on my back veranda smoking hemp and oserving as far as my eye can see." ~ Thomas Jefferson, 1781
Hmmm.
My question is: Are these words truly Jefferson's? Did he really do this? Also, I'll do a poll. Do you think Willie was telling us the truth?
HA!
I collect quotes. Some make me laugh. Some make me ponder. Then there are those profound remarks I read that cause growth. Oh the beauty of growing the mind.
I'm just about to call it a day. Another one of dabbling along. Did clean up my bathtub full of plants finally, which has been needing attention for months. About this time every year they all look stricken, critically sick. So out came my handy dulled scissors and my toughened fingers stripped off the dead leaves from my collection of palms, collecting the dead growth of Irish shamrocks. So delicate they are that it's like trying to capture a long loosened hair. The shamrocks sprout up, grow, bloom, then die so quickly, it is quite a chore tending to them, keeping them lovely. I like my shamrocks. The red shamrock has quit sprouting new growth; hopefully it hasn't died. I'm wondering: did the crystals overwhelm it, send out too much energy? The pot contained three big ones -quartz crystal.
Have a new gadget going - over to your right. A list of books read lately. I cannot believe that winter will soon be over and I HAVE DONE NOTHING ALL WINTER except read. It's the internet first thing of the morning and a book in the afternnoon and at bedtime . I know it is harmful to read lying down but this has been a lifetime habit and now is most comfortable for me, That may be a cause of my back problems ... speaking of which; I've felt like dying a few times lately with the whole mess of pain and knowing there is no solution available to me.; unless it is that $1700 infrared pad I've been lusting and longing for. HA! FAT CHANCE! Any donations will be gratefully accepted and appreciated. Thank you very much.
No, seriously, winters used to be my time for working on one of my projects ... or two and more. Yet I haven't the ambition it takes to do this now.
Yesterday was wonderful, sunny and warm enough to do without a jacket ... so I did. I whacked off the top branches of the apple tree that were heading for the sky; the tree never has produced the first bloom, so why worry the fact I may have goofed by doing this. The same fate awaits the peach tree. I'll have to get a stout pruning saw for it. The branches are very big/thick and have shot up about 15 feet straight up toward the sky. The peaches ALWAYS fall off when the size of acorns. So why worry that it may expire from pruning too. I know one thing: I know nothing about fruit trees and have long ago decided to never try again.
With that bit of exercise yesterday, along with tidying up some potted daylilies, I can tell you "I was pooped". I barely have strength now to use the hand pruner. I've been warned a dozen and more times to not bend over and work with the soil and weedy growth. Well, what am I to do: I sure can't get down on my knees anymore. Besides, WHO ARE YOU GONNA CALL?
Yes, I still think I need a goat.
Damn, I don't like being old! It is such a nuisance.
Goodnight.
I'm off to finish "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle". I just hate reaching the end of a good book. Don't you?
Have you heard of David Iche? YouTube has many videos of him; here is one that will cause the eyebrows to climb, make your toes to curl and your socks to fall off - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KNQp6EmN2Xw . If we only knew all that we don't know ... enough to scare your pants off.
Hmmm.
My question is: Are these words truly Jefferson's? Did he really do this? Also, I'll do a poll. Do you think Willie was telling us the truth?
HA!
I collect quotes. Some make me laugh. Some make me ponder. Then there are those profound remarks I read that cause growth. Oh the beauty of growing the mind.
I'm just about to call it a day. Another one of dabbling along. Did clean up my bathtub full of plants finally, which has been needing attention for months. About this time every year they all look stricken, critically sick. So out came my handy dulled scissors and my toughened fingers stripped off the dead leaves from my collection of palms, collecting the dead growth of Irish shamrocks. So delicate they are that it's like trying to capture a long loosened hair. The shamrocks sprout up, grow, bloom, then die so quickly, it is quite a chore tending to them, keeping them lovely. I like my shamrocks. The red shamrock has quit sprouting new growth; hopefully it hasn't died. I'm wondering: did the crystals overwhelm it, send out too much energy? The pot contained three big ones -quartz crystal.
Have a new gadget going - over to your right. A list of books read lately. I cannot believe that winter will soon be over and I HAVE DONE NOTHING ALL WINTER except read. It's the internet first thing of the morning and a book in the afternnoon and at bedtime . I know it is harmful to read lying down but this has been a lifetime habit and now is most comfortable for me, That may be a cause of my back problems ... speaking of which; I've felt like dying a few times lately with the whole mess of pain and knowing there is no solution available to me.; unless it is that $1700 infrared pad I've been lusting and longing for. HA! FAT CHANCE! Any donations will be gratefully accepted and appreciated. Thank you very much.
No, seriously, winters used to be my time for working on one of my projects ... or two and more. Yet I haven't the ambition it takes to do this now.
Yesterday was wonderful, sunny and warm enough to do without a jacket ... so I did. I whacked off the top branches of the apple tree that were heading for the sky; the tree never has produced the first bloom, so why worry the fact I may have goofed by doing this. The same fate awaits the peach tree. I'll have to get a stout pruning saw for it. The branches are very big/thick and have shot up about 15 feet straight up toward the sky. The peaches ALWAYS fall off when the size of acorns. So why worry that it may expire from pruning too. I know one thing: I know nothing about fruit trees and have long ago decided to never try again.
With that bit of exercise yesterday, along with tidying up some potted daylilies, I can tell you "I was pooped". I barely have strength now to use the hand pruner. I've been warned a dozen and more times to not bend over and work with the soil and weedy growth. Well, what am I to do: I sure can't get down on my knees anymore. Besides, WHO ARE YOU GONNA CALL?
Yes, I still think I need a goat.
Damn, I don't like being old! It is such a nuisance.
Goodnight.
I'm off to finish "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle". I just hate reaching the end of a good book. Don't you?
Have you heard of David Iche? YouTube has many videos of him; here is one that will cause the eyebrows to climb, make your toes to curl and your socks to fall off - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KNQp6EmN2Xw . If we only knew all that we don't know ... enough to scare your pants off.
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David Iche,
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dirty dogs,
Edgar Sawtelle,
fruit trees,
lying dogs,
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smoking,
YouTube
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Ghosts There Are Whether You Believe or Not
Reading Hermit's blog this morning about the lighthouse in the town of St. Augustine, Florida (which by the way I/we intend to visit soon in the future) with it's resident ghosts, I recalled writing about my own resident spirit I once lived with. Below is the LONG story of that adventure, in case you might take the notion to read.
http://heymom-sissy.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00:00:00-08:00&updated-max=2010-01-01T00:00:00-08:00&max-results=3
I have often thought of contacting the current owners of the house and asking IF they have had any Woo-Woo experiences, yet also hesitant to do so - WHAT might they think about me! Crazy, I'm sure. But things do happen that there is no explanation for and one certainly doesn't speak about among "polite society". Ah well.
http://heymom-sissy.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00:00:00-08:00&updated-max=2010-01-01T00:00:00-08:00&max-results=3
I have often thought of contacting the current owners of the house and asking IF they have had any Woo-Woo experiences, yet also hesitant to do so - WHAT might they think about me! Crazy, I'm sure. But things do happen that there is no explanation for and one certainly doesn't speak about among "polite society". Ah well.
Labels:
ghosts,
unexplainable
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Changing Ourself Can and Will Change the World
"Crossroads: Labor Pains of a New Worldview" - This documentary undoubtedly has given me and will give you also a sense of the imperative need of each one to change our way of thinking, of being, of becoming. A bit over an hour long, it kept me glued to the screen, causing me to see how we each are one part of the whole, we each can contribute for a positive change, which in time can and will turn our world onto a path of sustainability and beauty for all, the whole of humanity.
The beauty of fellow bloggers who are already on this path of inner change has given me much courage that I too can do my needed part to solve the world crisis. When a mere 10% change their way of thinking - their path, the other 90% will begin to follow and change. I can see we are way beyond the 10% already, enough so beyond the 10% that my heart glows with hope and the knowledge that we soon will be a new civilization of no lack, of what is needed to thrive, to live in love with all that surrounds each of us. Conscious thinking, one step at a time, day by day can improve the mass critical situation.
Integrity and loss of that almighty ego are the two keys that will unlock the crisis and bring about an equality for each and every individual on our earth. We have created what is and we can also create a better way.
So I invite you to watch this documentary as it certainly will give you a better perspective of what we must do in order to become that which we are capable of being, a better perspective on the answer to the age old questions "Why am I here?" and "What is my purpose of being?"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Crossroads: Labor Pains of a New Worldview" is a documentary exploring the depths of
the current human condition and the emergence of a worldview that is recreating our world from the inside out.
Weaving together insights and findings from biology, psychology, network science, systems
science, business, culture and media, the film reveals the inner workings of the human
experience in the 21st century, urging viewers to step out of the box and challenge their own
assumptions about who we really are, and why we do what we do.
video is 64 minutes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=5n1p9P5ee3c
The beauty of fellow bloggers who are already on this path of inner change has given me much courage that I too can do my needed part to solve the world crisis. When a mere 10% change their way of thinking - their path, the other 90% will begin to follow and change. I can see we are way beyond the 10% already, enough so beyond the 10% that my heart glows with hope and the knowledge that we soon will be a new civilization of no lack, of what is needed to thrive, to live in love with all that surrounds each of us. Conscious thinking, one step at a time, day by day can improve the mass critical situation.
Integrity and loss of that almighty ego are the two keys that will unlock the crisis and bring about an equality for each and every individual on our earth. We have created what is and we can also create a better way.
So I invite you to watch this documentary as it certainly will give you a better perspective of what we must do in order to become that which we are capable of being, a better perspective on the answer to the age old questions "Why am I here?" and "What is my purpose of being?"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Crossroads: Labor Pains of a New Worldview" is a documentary exploring the depths of
the current human condition and the emergence of a worldview that is recreating our world from the inside out.
Weaving together insights and findings from biology, psychology, network science, systems
science, business, culture and media, the film reveals the inner workings of the human
experience in the 21st century, urging viewers to step out of the box and challenge their own
assumptions about who we really are, and why we do what we do.
video is 64 minutes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=5n1p9P5ee3c
Labels:
world crisis solution
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
"The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral, begetting the very thing it seeks to destroy. Instead of diminishing evil, it multiplies it. Through violence you may murder the liar, but you cannot murder the lie, nor establish the truth. Through violence you murder the hater, but you do not murder hate. In fact, violence merely increases hate. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that."
-- Martin Luther King, Jr.
-- Martin Luther King, Jr.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Why this link was among a list of videos totally unrelated I do not know but it is connected to the last post I put here. Running for only minutes yet a powerful message. Again, I give you Marshall Vian Summers.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LhUdJXlJvgQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LhUdJXlJvgQ
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
A Beautiful Place to Go
Marshall Vian Summers is truly a humble man. A Voice said to him "Record" and he did, for thirty years.
http://www.newmessage.org
The messages he has received make a deep impression on me. Possibly there is one that will resonate for you also.
A Google search may give more regarding this man.
I came across this messenger quite by accident while searching the interviews at http://www.ProjectCamelot.org. Kerry too often interjects/interferes too much but that is unfortunately her method and failing. Bill Ryan is the better of the team.
http://www.newmessage.org
The messages he has received make a deep impression on me. Possibly there is one that will resonate for you also.
A Google search may give more regarding this man.
I came across this messenger quite by accident while searching the interviews at http://www.ProjectCamelot.org. Kerry too often interjects/interferes too much but that is unfortunately her method and failing. Bill Ryan is the better of the team.
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Marshall Vian Summers
Sunday, December 30, 2012
It Pays Well to Read and Learn
Over to your left in my sidebar CoyotePrime regularly puts a post that makes us think. Here is such a one. Preparation is pertinent to all success. Boy Scouts motto: Be Prepared!
http://coyoteprime-runningcauseicantfly.blogspot.com/2012/12/16-things-about-2013-that-are-really.html
Frankly though, what are our extra efforts/taxes to help except more wasteful spending? Did I or you personally cause the wastes of government to bring about this monstrosity of debt? Hardly.
http://coyoteprime-runningcauseicantfly.blogspot.com/2012/12/16-things-about-2013-that-are-really.html
Frankly though, what are our extra efforts/taxes to help except more wasteful spending? Did I or you personally cause the wastes of government to bring about this monstrosity of debt? Hardly.
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wasteful spending
Saturday, December 29, 2012
I'd Advise Firing Their Asses
A threat to do such might get some people into gear, do the job and quit cheating their employer. Keep in mind this is my personal opinion.
http://www.davidsonstaffing.com/articles/salary/wasted-time/
"Wasting Time Is Costing Companies Billions"
I've observed people using/wasting company's time for many years; conducting their personal life i.e. email, games, surfing the internet, hanging out at the proverbial watercooler, via myriad ways. I had actually begun thinking employers must not know nor care. Yet tonight I find much information about the wasted time spent on jobs. Costing billions - I calculated this years ago. It SHOULD NOT be allowed in any work situation...absolutely NOT! In my book this is plain STEALING. There is a tremendous amount of time-theft in society, all over the world. This is so sad to me. I think of one place you will see no employee Unbusy - that is Wallyworld; the other extreme goes on there from my own observation. So many employees appear tired and harried at these stores, yet...
...When an employer hires me to do a job, he expects and is owed my full attention while on the timeclock. Lunchtime/ breaks, should be 100% mine alone but work hours should be honored by staying busy at an appropriate energetic pace. This was my way on any job I ever had. Hmm, this is probably the reason I'm so broken down now but that's beside the point; so life sucks sometimes, eh. lol
I find Wasted Time is well on the radar of companies but what are they doing about this widespread problematic issue? I don't know. I must read more.
I am a 'hard' taskmaster, I guess. When I spend $10, I expect to receive my full money's worth for the chore, well done. Experience has taught me this is not usually how it works though. With paying by the hour, I encounter a slow worker but offering a set sum for a job catches me eyeballing how darned fast a human can actually move about and cut corners. Try the experiment yourself - hire someone who doesn't really want to work but really want the money.
It is pretty bad in my location. There is so much 'manwork' needed doing here yet I, nor others can find anyone who wants to work or will work when they are hired. All those boys who used to work in tobacco or farm crops in this area are now old men; the younger ones are out doing what the younger ones do these days...and it sure ain't helping any of us old 'folks' that are becoming more helpless every day, me included.
Well, enough of my musing/ranting. I am ready for bed. And it is quite chilly/uncomfortable in this room. So "Off I'm Gone".
http://www.davidsonstaffing.com/articles/salary/wasted-time/
"Wasting Time Is Costing Companies Billions"
I've observed people using/wasting company's time for many years; conducting their personal life i.e. email, games, surfing the internet, hanging out at the proverbial watercooler, via myriad ways. I had actually begun thinking employers must not know nor care. Yet tonight I find much information about the wasted time spent on jobs. Costing billions - I calculated this years ago. It SHOULD NOT be allowed in any work situation...absolutely NOT! In my book this is plain STEALING. There is a tremendous amount of time-theft in society, all over the world. This is so sad to me. I think of one place you will see no employee Unbusy - that is Wallyworld; the other extreme goes on there from my own observation. So many employees appear tired and harried at these stores, yet...
...When an employer hires me to do a job, he expects and is owed my full attention while on the timeclock. Lunchtime/ breaks, should be 100% mine alone but work hours should be honored by staying busy at an appropriate energetic pace. This was my way on any job I ever had. Hmm, this is probably the reason I'm so broken down now but that's beside the point; so life sucks sometimes, eh. lol
I find Wasted Time is well on the radar of companies but what are they doing about this widespread problematic issue? I don't know. I must read more.
I am a 'hard' taskmaster, I guess. When I spend $10, I expect to receive my full money's worth for the chore, well done. Experience has taught me this is not usually how it works though. With paying by the hour, I encounter a slow worker but offering a set sum for a job catches me eyeballing how darned fast a human can actually move about and cut corners. Try the experiment yourself - hire someone who doesn't really want to work but really want the money.
It is pretty bad in my location. There is so much 'manwork' needed doing here yet I, nor others can find anyone who wants to work or will work when they are hired. All those boys who used to work in tobacco or farm crops in this area are now old men; the younger ones are out doing what the younger ones do these days...and it sure ain't helping any of us old 'folks' that are becoming more helpless every day, me included.
Well, enough of my musing/ranting. I am ready for bed. And it is quite chilly/uncomfortable in this room. So "Off I'm Gone".
Labels:
Job time waste,
time thieves
I Compute That!
Only the government would believe that you could cut a foot off the top of a blanket, sew it to the bottom, and have a longer blanket.
— Anonymous
— Anonymous
Friday, December 28, 2012
He Well Understood
In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope.
In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort.
In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream.
And in a world filled with distrust,
we must still dare to believe."
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Can You and I Make a Difference?
Yes, we can. It is just a matter of deciding to do so.
Change only comes about when it begins with each individual and it is imperative if we hope for a better world to come. Otherwise, civilization will continue down the slippery slope of destruction and annihilation.
Change only comes about when it begins with each individual and it is imperative if we hope for a better world to come. Otherwise, civilization will continue down the slippery slope of destruction and annihilation.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Any Connection Here?
Hmm, I wonder if there may come one day a wisp of connection between the headline recently that the "Curiosity" robot has captured a view of 'something' on Mars but that is being held from the reading public for the present time and what this man, Andrew Basiago, is speaking about in this first and many continuing short audios on YouTube?
Hear this short audio: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwE8m50sbWk and go from there. I found such as this interesting and mind expanding.
Hear this short audio: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwE8m50sbWk and go from there. I found such as this interesting and mind expanding.
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Andrew Basiago,
hidden agenda,
Mars,
NASA
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