Pondering

Been Neglecting My Blog. I'm Back.

For the past few months nothing much has happened. I've stayed silent. On the other hand, it seems there has been not an extra minute to spare to do what I need to do. Sleeping takes up so much of my time. What is going on I haven't a clue; only the fact I can barely hold my eyes open within an hour of being on my feet. Staggering around  (No, :)  I'm not drinking!) and bumping off the walls, I see the concern in the dogs' eyes at times. Maybe it isn't really concern for me and that they are worried that the next meal may not arrive. Actually, twice they didn't get their meal all day; only late evening did I recall I hadn't fed them properly. We mostly just share a peanut butter sandwich or some crackers with whatever is handy and on hand. Yet, they don't seem to mind waiting until I gather my wits and make a meal of kibble and bits, all mixed with the beef and broth I canned for them back in the early fall. That's the trickiest way I've found to get them to eat that commercial stuff.

Life is all a matter of hibernation this time of year; just waiting for the bitter winter to pounce down on me.   I don't go outside unless absolutely necessary, day in and day out; neither do the dogs. Every 7-10 days it becomes a matter of necessity for a trip to town. I put that off as long as possible for the 20-30 mile drive leaves me exhausted and bound to fall onto the bed for a long spell.

I read there is a winter blast on the way soon. Yet it is 70F on this first day of winter, although the sky is black and heavy. Ha, I'm going to keep my fingers crossed and maybe I won't get any of that shrilling chill. I'm not prepared, in case the power goes out and the heater used over several years to comfort the dogs is about to expire. No candles, batteries and such on hand just in case. Yet here I sit!

For five weeks I've worked on a quilt for the 3 year old great grandson, just knowing it would be finished by Christmas. Not to be; maybe by year 2025 when he turns 15.  I exist with high hopes - always. Maybe I never get one thing finished but I live with plans to do so. That's credible ...isn't it? Using needle (not a machine) to make this patchwork cover has proven that I am rusty; practically frozen. Borrowing a needle threader from Anna sped matters 1000%. That thin wire has about worn out though, having been used umpteen times by now. Have driven needles into fingers dozens of times too. D@#@%! Ouch. Yesterday I drove the point of LARGE scissors into one of my necessary fingers. Talking about blood! I have an abundance of it. My eyes are flagging also. Guess I'm bound to see the eye doctor before long. Driving is becoming a problem too; I see double or not at all and "not at all" can be quite hazardous, you know. Do cataracts return?

I've given the quilt a name. Remember Dolly Parton had a coat of many colors? Lane's quilt is named "Quilt of Many Colors"; about 400 different swatches I've put on so far. Wanted the little boy to experience the feel of different fabrics and colors. Damn me and my nutty ideas; cotton velvet is thick and so hard to get a needle through it and that silky fabric ravels a lot. It is good I tested that beautiful piece of royal red wool for color fastness - it bled gallons of red dye; wound up forgetting it as it turned out a nasty blotty pinkish white. It was salvaged from a $500 name-brand coat/jacket; ah, how they practice to deceive. Yet garments such as this aren't supposed to be washed, only dry cleaned. Have a few pieces of wool I never thought to shrink sewn in also; ah, well, nothing stays perfect forever. Life is a shrinking process!

Well, the sky has started leaking down on me, so it is a good time to go back to bed, I'm thinking. Awake since 3 am, I'm beginning to feel the need for a snuggly nap.

This past week has been traumatic, to say the least. My friend/sort of family died. She had been released from the hospital after a month's stay there, returned to the nursing home. Insurance wouldn't cover her staying away any longer. Two days later on Friday before last she was found dead sitting upright in the wheelchair. Rescue called and she was rushed to the local hospital. They had no facilities for helping her. Rushed 20 miles to bigger hospital and got compressed. Kathy is now alive after being dead for 30 minutes - brain scan showed brain-dead/flatlined. Well, what can we expect her quality of life to be from now on! This past Wednesday, my anger at seeing her condition, I would have,  IF I'd been her overseer, compassionately unhooked her from all her wiring. So very hard seeing a human being in such a state. Yet I went to see her this past Friday and she was awake and alert, angry that no one could understand her pleas. I did somewhat; this made her happy. A gentle foot massage and wet sponge to ease the parched mouth pleased her greatly. The male nurse informed her she had died! Dang, was this his place to do this? I questioned her later and I received some amazing information, though having to read her lips. The ventilator prevents sound for the time being. What she said, as she started to bawl, confirmed fully that ones who have died did have unexplainable experiences. Much research is being done regarding NDEs. I have no doubts this happening; it did for my dad, a niece, an uncle and an in-law aunt. Their accounts were told without any outside urging. Life sure is a mystery, at times. No doubt about that.

If you don't hear from me again before the holidays, I'll say now MERRY CHRISTMAS and A HAPPY NEW YEAR to You.

Now what is it to be, a nap or go make cookies? Or shall I sew a bit or maybe bring out my paints and brushes? I'm so wishy-washy! I vacillate and ponder, think and decide, then vacillate some more. Ah, to heck with it all; I'm going to lie down awhile.

Take good care of yourself and don't overeat on the sweets.

Alien Beings - Their Opinion ***

Today ***

Buy Nothing Day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlNHZsL5rrs  2 minutes worth of your time

Soaking the Bird ***

One Big bird what can't fly -  overnight  or up to 24 hours.  Had forgotten this trick for making the best turkey on earth!  1 Cup Salt, 'nough Water to Cover the Bird what can't fly.  Some serious yum, yum slurping! This process did not make the meat salty, which surprised me.

We Have Choices ***

Via Coyote Prime ***

Speak Softly or Else ***

appears to be the protocol we must follow in our world today, building up over the many years behind us, getting worse  and 'worser'.

  2 Canadians Discover That
the US Is Now a Police State

Should Tourists Go to Jail for not Bowing
to Arrogant Border Guards?

Google search: 'Arrogant Border Guards'

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. 

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

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.

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?"
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"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

Violence ***

"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.

Marshall Vian Summers ***

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

Happy New Year! ***

http://biggeekdad.com/2011/01/auld-lang-syne/#.Tv9wo1FZ6Ps.mailto


What a voice!