16 Oct 2017 Detour to Keene

Hello to you, how are you doing? I have been feeling disconnected the past couple of days and it’s probably just the difficulty I am having synchronizing to Kyle working night shift. I really had hoped he wouldn’t get this shift again. He’s the infamous “low man on the totem pole” and one of the youngest people they have there, so he gets night shift.

Yesterday we took advantage of our time together to make a trip to Burleson. We wanted to see if Half Price Books had anything for me and to pick up an inexpensive pair of slip on shoes for Kyle to wear at work. Since we’ve been here, Burleson has become our favorite town. Pretty much everything we ever need is there and we don’t venture much further unless I have an appointment or we absolutely have to! Driving here in our part of the state is one word – awful. Thank you Burleson for being wonderful!

So I dug around in Half Price Books for quite awhile to try and find something to read. I almost bought a book called The Particle Zoo (https://www.amazon.com/Particle-Zoo-Search-Fundamental-Reality/dp/1784298670/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1508160429&sr=8-1&keywords=The+Particle+Zoo)  but decided to put it back.  I may return to get that one at some point. There were several other books that caught my interest, as if often the case when you go into a treasury of a store like this. I ended up with two. A book of children’s poems, “Favorite Poems Old and New” Selected by Helen Ferris and Illustrated by Leonard Wisegard and “Inferno” by Dan Brown.

I had sent Kyle into Academy Sports to find the shoes but all he found was either way too expensive, uncomfortable or a decent price but none in his size. We tried Kohl’s and it was the same story. Ultimately we found what we wanted in the new 5 and Below Store lol. What we have figured out when it comes to buying shoes, it really doesn’t matter where you buy them, they are all the same. They are not made to last. The price for them seems to be driven by the cost of the name of the store selling…or how much they are paying for rent lol! We have paid $60 for shoes that last less than a year and $5 for shoes we are still wearing. Shoes are definitely one of the things in our world made with planned obsolescence. It’s been so long since I’ve had a great pair of shoes!

After standing in line at yet another store that has 5 checkout lanes but only one or two people to run an entire store (comic Sebastian pops in my head, “Has there ever been 5 cashiers at this store?!!), our “public meter” was pinged. We headed home. We seemed to be well on our way until all the sudden break lights happened and the inevitable crawl and lane changing crap people do with their impatience at being obstructed by some sort of inconvenience.

We decided to get off I-35 and take a detour through Keene.

It was a much more scenic and peaceful drive going this way. We enjoyed the more relaxed pace, talking to each other about random things and taking in the fallish looking trees on either side of the road. This is Texas, so we don’t get a real fall. The kind with brilliantly colored leaves and all that – the fall I miss from childhood or from when we lived on the east coast.

It wasn’t until we got into Keene and Kyle mentioned it, that I fully realized what we went through in this town 3 years ago. It was almost a week to the day (19 Oct 2014), my friend Suzan Michelle Mize Sullivan died at the Town Hall Estates (http://www.americanreligious.org/town_hall_estates_keene.html).

As we drove by the building, so many memories flashed through my mind! Kyle and I had never been through something like this – losing our friend the way we did! We both felt so utterly and completely powerless to stop what happened to her! What we experienced of her life and death has become for us a prime example to us of how awful the “system” can be.

It’s not all tears for our friend Suzan, (we called her Michelle) though.

As I look across the street these days, at the house she and Carroll shared, I think she’d be so happy! People she loved so much (her oldest son, his wife and grandkids), gave her entire life for, are living there now and continuing to make the place home. I don’t see her in my minds eye or dreams like I used to. I am hoping this year will be free of any broken glassware or other strange occurrences in our house as the anniversary of her death nears.  I hope she is at peace wherever she decided her heaven was to be!  I will always miss her.

https://saymber.com/2015/10/19/19-oct-2015-the-last-blue-bowl-a-visit-from-a-lost-friend/ – a bit about what I’m referring to with strange happenings when the anniversary of Suzan’s leaving us nears.

Sometimes detours aren’t simply detours…..are you paying attention?  Is the traffic jam and your choice to find a path around it just mere coincidence?  

A sampling of poems from the poetry book:

 

A Book – poem by Emily Dickinson

There is no frigate like a book

To take us lands away,

Nor any coursers like a page

Of prancing poetry.

This traverse may the poorest take

Without oppress of toil;

How frugal is the chariot

That bears a human soul!

 

Fireflies – poem by Carolyn Hall

Little lamps of the dusk,

You fly low and gold

When the summer evening

Start to unfold.

So that all the insects,

Now, before you pass,

Will have light to see by,

Undressing in the grass.

But when the night has flowered,

Little lamps agleam,

You fly over treetops

Following a dream.

Men wonder from their windows

That a firefly goes so far –

They do not know your longing

To be a shooting star.

 

 

 

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15 Oct 2017 My Grandparents, being a Polar Bear (dreams) and The Two Bears (poem by Carolyn Wells)

Hello to you.  How are you this morning?  It’s morning here as I write.  We had rain last night so the pictures I drew yesterday have been lifted up to fly with the gray ships and on the wings of the large swirl of birds that greeted the dogs and I when we went out this morning.

14 Oct 2017 – woman I drew last night before calling it a day. She kind of looks like actress Gillian Anderson to me (X-files)

It’s cooler and feels like fall.  Kyle and I are talking about going to see if Half Price Books can help me with my craving for interesting words telling stories printed on pages and bound…aka a book…you remember what those are right?!  (wink).  Unfortunately, most of the books on my wish list are expensive and not for entertainment, of the non-fictional nature.  I will have to see what happens….see who finds me seeking them in the world of print.

So I have been sleeping really well the past couple of nights and am so grateful.  The cooler weather definitely helps.  With this rest has come almost a non-stop stream of dream.  There were two that stuck with me from last nights travels.

The first one was about being someone, I think my Grandma Schmidt or may be me much older.  Whoever I was talked about  not believing she was 80 years old, she didn’t feel like she was.  She showed me where they lived and it was a dump lol.  A building being held together with strips of white cloth and tape (kind of like how it feels our house is being held together sometimes lol).  I remember walking and talking with a man who looked like my Grandpa Elias Schmidt as a young man.  I remember singing karaoke.  I couldn’t remember all the words but sang really well!

http://hdm.wikia.com/wiki/Iorek_Byrnison
Iorek Byrnison – was a panserbjørn and the king of Svalbard. He was a great friend and comrade to both Lyra Silvertongue and Lee Scoresby.

The other dream was about being part of a polar bear family….actually being a polar bear.  We were traveling on sheets of ice over water and down streams.  A lot of running and sliding!  It was snowy white every where but lots of sun.  It was very liberating to travel this way.  What’s funny is before I drifted off to sleep, I heard a man’s voice say, “remember, I can be anything or anyone.”   Why not a polar bear?!  God is in all creation.

To close…time to get breakfast on and enjoy the remaining time we have before work begins again.  I found this poem and it made me smile, so fanciful, playful and silly!  I really enjoyed it.  I hope you do too.

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-two-bears/

The Two Bears – Poem by Carolyn Wells

Prince Curlilocks remarked one day
To Princess Dimplecheek,
‘I haven’t had a real good play
For more than ‘most a week.’

Said Princess Dimplecheek, ‘My dear,
Your majesty forgets–
This morning we played grenadier
With grandpa’s epaulets.

‘And yesterday we sailed to Spain–
We both were pirates bold,
And braved the wild and raging main
To seek for hidden gold.’

‘True,’ said the prince; ‘I mind me well–
Right hardily we fought,
And stormed a massive citadel
To gain the prize we sought.

‘But if your ladyship agrees,
Methinks we’ll go upstairs
And build a waste of arctic seas,
And we’ll be polar bears.’

‘Yes, if you’ll promise not to bite,’
Fair Dimplecheek replied,
Already half-way up the flight,
His highness by her side.

‘Princess, on that far window-seat,
Go, sit thee down and wait,
While I ask nursie for a sheet,
Or maybe six or eight.’

A pile of sheets his highness brought.
‘Dear princess, pray take these;
Although our path with danger’s fraught,
We’ll reach the polar seas.’

Two furry rugs his lordship bore,
Two pairs of mittens white;
He threw them on the nursery floor
And shouted with delight.

He spread those sheets–the funny boy–
O’er table, floor, and chair.
‘Princess,’ said he, ‘don’t you enjoy
This frosty, bracing air?

‘These snowy sheets are fields of ice,
This is an iceberg grim.’
‘Yes, dear, I think it’s very nice,’
She said, and smiled at him.

And then they donned the rugs of fur,
The mittens, too, they wore;
And Curlilocks remarked to her,
‘Now you must roar and roar.’

Dimplecheek looked out from the cowl
Formed by her furry rug.
‘I’m ‘fraid of bears that only growl–
I like the kind that hug.’

 

14 Oct 2017 Red Dress (dream and symbolism)

Hello, it’s Saturday morning here.  Had a dream that was so vivid it woke me up.  Once I’m up, it’s often hard to get right back to sleep lol!

So the dream…

I dreamt I was some sort of escort or something and that I saw a client. Sorry, no graphic details, just remember I was in a bathtub of hot water. Afterwards a man, who looked much like a young Malcom McDowell, asked me, “How did it go? You know the red dress? Must have! Once they get to you, they never let you go.” Sitting beside and behind him was a very tired looking David Bowie who kind of looked like he did when he was in the Hunger (John Blaylock – before the aging happened). I woke up hearing the song “Underground” by David Bowie in my head.

Source Internet: David Bowie’s character John Blaylock from the movie The Hunger having trouble getting and staying asleep

David Bowie – Underground

Underground

David Bowie

No one can blame you for walking away But too much rejection, uh-huh No love injection, nothing

Life can be easy It’s not always swell Don’t tell me truth hurts, little girl ‘Cause it hurts like hell

But down in the underground You’ll find someone true Down in the underground A land serene, a crystal moon

A-ha

It’s only forever Not long at all Lost and lonely That’s underground, underground

Daddy, daddy, get me out of here (heard about a place today) Ha, ha, I’m underground (nothing ever hurts again) (Nothing ever hurts again) well, I found a place (Daddy, get me out of here) nothing ever hurts again (Hoping for the underground) down and down and get me out of here (Hoping for the underground) ha, ha, I’m underground (Get me underground) sister, sister, please take me down Ha, ha, I’m underground (gotta get me out of here) Daddy, daddy get me out

No one can blame you for walking away But too much rejection, uh-huh No love injection, nothing

But down in the underground You’ll find someone true Down in the underground A land serene, a crystal moon

A-ha

It’s only It’s only forever It’s not long at all They’re lost and they’re lonely That’s underground, underground

Daddy, daddy get me out Heard about a place today (heard about a place today) Nothing ever hurts again (nothing ever hurts again) Daddy, daddy get me out of here (daddy, get me out of here) Ha, ha, underground (hoping for the underground) Sister, sister, please (hoping for the underground) Ha, ha, I’m underground (get me underground) Daddy, daddy, get me out

Under, under Under, underground Underground Under, underground Under, underground Under, underground Wanna live underground Wanna live underground Daddy, daddy, get me out of here Ha, ha, underground Sister, sister, please take me out of here Ha, ha, I’m underground Ha, ha, I’m underground Ha, ha, underground Daddy, daddy, please Daddy, daddy, please Wanna move underground Wanna move underground Sister, sister, take me too Sister, sister, take me too

Songwriters: DAVID ROBERT JONES

© SPIRIT TWO MUSIC

For non-commercial use only.

Data from: LyricFind

Now when I was examining this vivid dream, I thought the red dress symbolized being alive, having your skin. When I did a search on the symbolism of the red dress….well it got weird. I know the lady in the red dress was used as a symbol of distraction in the movie The Matrix, I’ve referenced it here before. Apparently there is a theory regarding the infamous Illuminati, New World Order, even the Whore of Babylon and this lady in the red dress!

Source Internet – Lady in the Red Dress distracting Neo in the Matrix

I am thinking this might have been triggered, the last waking key to unlock this dream, was ironically something I recently watching for a couple episodes of The Living and The Dead BBC show. In episode 4, we are introduced to school teacher, Martha Enderby. The episode opens to her being a woman in a red dress, lost in the woods looking for her friend Alice. What came to my mind, was this was symbolic to the story of Alice in Wonderland for some reason. Alice, instead of being a the girl in the story of Alice in Wonderland, was more like the White Rabbit.

Source: Internet
This is opening scene of episode 4, The Living the Dead, Martha Enderby.

It wouldn’t surprise me if some of the conjecture, rumors and even conspiracy theories about the red dress and it’s symbolic meaning in Hollywood might be somewhat true. It certainly does seem, from what I’ve seen through the years, you literally have to sell your soul for your big screen and or recorded immortality. This is a link and an excerpt from one of the more tame posts I found about the subject if your curious.

https://thetalkingpot.wordpress.com/2013/08/19/symbolism-of-the-woman-in-red/

Symbolism of the Woman in Red

Posted on August 19, 2013 by angelishka

(excerpt)

‘The woman in red’ is merely the symbolism; an occult symbolism used by the entertainment industry and the media. The woman in red means something different for each person. It could be a drug, an addiction, a dream, money, desire for something forbidden… some sort of worldly trap that can be placed in front of you, designed to derail you from the path of righteousness.

Is the “Whore of Babylon” symbolic for Hollywood and other things of the highly distracting nature in our world? I wonder!  Right now, if this is true, that old whore Hollywood is getting quite an upturning! 

https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Revelation+17&version=NIV

Revelation 17New International Version (NIV)

Babylon, the Prostitute on the Beast

17 One of the seven angels who had the seven bowls came and said to me, “Come, I will show you the punishment of the great prostitute, who sits by many waters. 2 With her the kings of the earth committed adultery, and the inhabitants of the earth were intoxicated with the wine of her adulteries.”

3 Then the angel carried me away in the Spirit into a wilderness. There I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast that was covered with blasphemous names and had seven heads and ten horns. 4 The woman was dressed in purple and scarlet, and was glittering with gold, precious stones and pearls. She held a golden cup in her hand, filled with abominable things and the filth of her adulteries. 5 The name written on her forehead was a mystery:

babylon the great

the mother of prostitutes

and of the abominations of the earth.

6 I saw that the woman was drunk with the blood of God’s holy people, the blood of those who bore testimony to Jesus.

When I saw her, I was greatly astonished. 7 Then the angel said to me: “Why are you astonished? I will explain to you the mystery of the woman and of the beast she rides, which has the seven heads and ten horns. 8 The beast, which you saw, once was, now is not, and yet will come up out of the Abyss and go to its destruction. The inhabitants of the earth whose names have not been written in the book of life from the creation of the world will be astonished when they see the beast, because it once was, now is not, and yet will come.

9 “This calls for a mind with wisdom. The seven heads are seven hills on which the woman sits. 10 They are also seven kings. Five have fallen, one is, the other has not yet come; but when he does come, he must remain for only a little while. 11 The beast who once was, and now is not, is an eighth king. He belongs to the seven and is going to his destruction.

12 “The ten horns you saw are ten kings who have not yet received a kingdom, but who for one hour will receive authority as kings along with the beast. 13 They have one purpose and will give their power and authority to the beast. 14 They will wage war against the Lamb, but the Lamb will triumph over them because he is Lord of lords and King of kings—and with him will be his called, chosen and faithful followers.”

15 Then the angel said to me, “The waters you saw, where the prostitute sits, are peoples, multitudes, nations and languages. 16 The beast and the ten horns you saw will hate the prostitute. They will bring her to ruin and leave her naked; they will eat her flesh and burn her with fire. 17 For God has put it into their hearts to accomplish his purpose by agreeing to hand over to the beast their royal authority, until God’s words are fulfilled. 18 The woman you saw is the great city that rules over the kings of the earth.”

New International Version (NIV)

Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV® Copyright ©1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc.® Used by permission. All rights reserved worldwide.

I recently bought the song Hearts Filthy Lesson from the Outside album by David Bowie……yep…been speaking to me. 

 

 

12 Oct 2017 Remember why you are here (today’s drawings and message)

Hello to you.  Just a quick note with the chalk drawings I did out back today.  The weather is still very nice here.  My thoughts are with the folks in California and any corner of this globe needing help…some glimmer of hope today.   Lots of folks are having hard times.   I hope you are doing your best to shine your light wherever you can.  Keep your lamplights burning!

*the featured drawing is based on a dream I had once about flying around a huge tree with two other men.  Then we were standing on a geometric shaped building made of glass and I left the other two by flying away.

6 Oct 2017 Chalk drawings today and sleep (the effect of smartphones and even sleep trackers)

I hope this finds you well and that you have a wonderful RESTFUL weekend!

29 Sept 2017 Maria (heroine in Puerto Rico nursing home), Bugs scent tracking me in my dreams and Painted Rocks of Kindness

Hello there….how are you doing in your time and place as you visit me here? I hope you are well. I honestly don’t know how I’m doing these days but trying to get back to a hostility-free heart center! It’s hard for me these days! I am comforted to see some of my recent, very loud, prayers kind of being answered. For example, I mean kind of answered by seeing reports that our government is actually more aggressively trying to help Puerto Rico.  Unfortunately,  the stuff is just sitting on the tarmac in containers and not getting to those in need now! Hopefully the General our President has sent to deal with it can get some stuff moving.  This story from ABC News was beautiful and brought tears to my eyes.  It was of nursing home worker Maria doing everything she can to take care of people in her care after the storm, ironically bearing her name:

Nursing home worker not giving up on her patients :

So apparently my recent and on-going battle with the ants trying to take over our house has seeped into my sub-conscious…dreams.  Yeah, the diametrious earth project didn’t work as well as we hoped after all!  Doesn’t seem to work on ants as well as other insects it seems.  I’m about to give up chalking on the patio because of ants and mosquitos biting me! I have to wonder, is this God’s answer to my prayer about what to do with my art?! May be the God of my understanding has a fucked up sense of humor too!

Yesterday we had the blessing of rain.  I had to wait for the patio to dry out before I could go out and draw. Well when I did, the ants just started coming for the house again. I saw a bunch of them even start gathering behind me when I wasn’t looking! When they attacked the laundry basket, they primarily went after my clothes. Am I being scent tracked by these bastards lol?! Is it the Lithium or something else? Do we have an ant version of the movie Mimic in the process ?! ZOMG! I don’t wanna be an ant queen lol!

Mimic: The Director’s Cut – Trailer

Anyhew….I had a couple pretty vivid and creepy dreams about this!

The first dream started out pleasant. I was in some beautiful nature spot with my Mom Dianne. From what I remember we were on a beach with white sand. All the sudden we heard explosion sounds and saw white plumes of smoke in the sky. The second time, when we looked in the clear blue sky, the smoke was in the shape of the fruit of life and then there was dust blowing in our eyes.  (the other day I broke apart the fruit of life I had made with dirt balls and kicked it into the yard in anger….hmmmm…almost forgot I did that but apparently my subconscious didn’t!)

30 Aug 2017 Jackie Wygant Fruit of Life from grass mud and water Alvarado TX

There was a brief dream about worm and or larvae type creatures with mouths a lot like creatures you might see in an Aliens movie chasing me! Gross! (this is from me going to empty our bio waste bucket and finding two small larval worms in it!)

The one I remember the most, just before waking, was of going into a Veterinary type clinic. There was an aquarium with two cats floating in it, alive, getting some sort of wierd treatment. Then I was talking to a man at this place and for some reason I had brought one of my pillowcases with me and it was laying on the counter. All the sudden these bugs started going into the pillowcase and when I tried to shake them out, it got swarmed by a bunch more! I threw the pillowcase on the floor in fear and when I did, a bunch of all sorts of insects started to attack the pillowcase. I took off running outside. I was able to put my flying/floating dream skills to work and floated off of the ground….afraid to touch anything for fear of more attacks like with the pillowcase. People in cars were looking at me in shock as I floated above the ground past them.  (This is obviously from the laundry basket invasion experience!  I’ve had other waking experience with insects swarming the house since we’ve been here and when I was growing up in South Dakota.  One day we had an invasion of army caterpillars that took over the yard and started climbing all over our house!)

12 Sept 2017 – to include the side of the house and the ants found the small gap where we missed with the baking soda

1 Oct 2016 – this is a walnut caterpillar and the reason I have black poop pellets all over, a stripped and very sick pecan tree

Changing gears……Sorry about that, but blogging is part of my therapy, remember that! Read with caution lol! 

My friend and pen pal Lesley wrote to us yesterday….thank you so much! Her letters and those I get from my Mom are so precious to me for many reasons. A reason that occurred to me most recently is the knowing that after Les and my Mom are no longer here on this earth, I probably won’t get “real” letters anymore! Sad but true in our current times!

So in this letter, Les included a newspaper story about a new craze that is going on that I didn’t know about. As an act of random kindness, people painting rocks and hiding them in plain sight for others to find – kind of like the letters only more resilient of course.

The ironic thing about this suggestion? Is other people have also suggested I do this sort of thing through the years! They have encouraged me to put my art on rocks but I haven’t done it for several reasons. Financial reasons, my intimidation of paints and not having the rocks and supplies. I’m going to have to give this some more thought….there are few coincidences in such things!

Source: Internet – this is definitely what I want to see every morning when I wake up. We have a long way to go, but I can at least try to work on peace in myself and in my own home…the places I walk in my little circle of this world.

http://www.mysanantonio.com/news/local/communities/northeast/article/Painted-rocks-fad-meant-to-bring-happiness-12207358.php

In the mid-’70s, Americans bought into the pet rock fad, which disappeared about as quickly as it arrived.

A different kind of rock is creating a buzz, and hundreds of Metrocom residents are part of a new rock craze: painting rocks and leaving them in various public places.

Nearly 700 members of the Rocks-Cibolo, Schertz, UC, Marion, LO Texas Facebook group paint designs on the rocks and then place them out in public for others to find. The painted rocks range in designs from a simple red circle to sports team logos and popular movie themes. Rainbows, flowers and more intricate designs have also been used.

Leslie White and her son Toby, 6, were at the Schertz Public Library late last month, hiding a handful of rocks she had recently painted. While placing their rocks in various spots in the library courtyard, Toby found one that someone else had left, making the day a special outing for them.

White said she’s relatively new to the art form, having painted about a dozen since getting involved this summer.

“I paint anything that looks beautiful. I love color, so whatever makes me smile is what I think someone else would like,” said White, who started painting rocks after joining a community Rock page on Facebook.

“It’s a stress reliever,” she said. “It gives families something to do. It’s getting people moving, spending time painting rocks with their families.

“There’s so much negativity and hate going on right now, and it may seem like just a ‘stupid rock’ to some people. But maybe someone had a bad day and they go pick up this rock and … it brightens their day. It puts a smile on someone’s face.”

White and her son have designed and hidden almost a dozen rocks, which she said take anywhere from an hour to two hours to design and paint.

“On the rock group (Facebook page), we actually give hints to where we post,” she said. “We put clues. I usually take a close-up of where it’s at, and Toby likes to pose next to the rock. It’s a lot of fun for the kids.”

White said they share the excitement when someone posts a photo on the page of a rock they painted and hid, although most rocks are placed in plain sight, so they can be found and hidden again.

“Yes, we do get excited when someone finds a rock we painted. And I will post, ‘Hey, that was one I painted,’” White said, laughing.

jflinn@express-news.net

http://thekindnessrocksproject.com/home

What is The Kindness Rocks Project….

Goal #1: Inspire others through randomly placed rocks along the way…

Goal #2: Recruit every person who stumbles upon it to join in the pursuit of inspiring others through random acts of kindness

13 Sept 2017 Pot of gold (dream), Poem by Paula Glynn and 1,000 year old Viking Sword find

Hello to you. It’s 7:17 am as I start to write to you on this Wednesday morning….both Kyle and I are surprised at how quickly this week has flown by! ZOOM! I’m happy to report Link made it through the whole night without problems! Yay!! The antibiotic made him very sleepy but no other noticeable problems. We have also discovered, after way too many cans, May doesn’t seem to like fish lol! It might just be that she is sick of eating it. We bought a batch of turkey, chicken and beef and she’s been eating most if not all of everything we give her. Those who have had or still do have elderly cats probably can relate to what we are going through with keeping her from becoming a moving clump of fur with vocal chords!

Had an interesting dream before waking this morning. It was about a huge pot of gold and people making wishes that only magic and a pot of gold could grant.

We were in this dungeon like atmosphere, like last scenes of Zoolander 2, and instead of everyone anticipating the sacrifice of a “son of Steve” for eternal youth, there was a huge pot of gold. Everyone was talking about what they wanted physically altered about themselves to this pot of gold to include Kyle. Then one of the people did magic and forced a whole bunch of gold at the pot and it exploded and was destroyed. Then I spoke up, as if confessing a sin, “I will be honest I want to be skinny again and all my wrinkles gone but at what cost? What do I have to give up to make this happen?” Then I woke up.

12 Sept 2017 – this doesn’t translate well to the computer but I hope you can see the message.

This dream was unlocked, I believe, by watching Zoolander 2 recently, seeing something on Facebook yesterday about pots of gold and the focus I’ve had lately in my thoughts and art about my inner child. I found this poem this morning that I thought was beautiful about finding the most valuable pot of gold you can find, the best parts of yourself….your heart and soul. 

Source Internet – loved this!

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/finding-my-pot-of-gold/

Finding My Pot Of Gold – Poem by Paula Glynn

This heart is filled with love, I find joy in ordinary things, Like drinking a cup of tea, Riding the bus, watching TV, And I’m starting to realize it isn’t just me, Rainbows are popping up all over the globe, Hues of color like a universal glow, And hands are reaching across the seas, The land – even the mountains – To find greatness in beauty, No one should be born to suffer, No one stands alone, For people are finding their own pots of gold, Where no heart is desolate or cold, And I reach for my friends, Knowing this life will be remembered forever, Like a show on the silver screen, For life should be a happy dream, Not a nightmare of deceit, And I share my wealth with my neighbors, Even those from Africa and Shanghai, And there is no bruise to nurse, For this heart has healed, And my paradise no one shall steal, For I have discovered my pot of gold, All the colors of the rainbow shining bright, In a blue, blue sky.

Paula Glynn

For those interested in archeology and finding treasure there is more news this morning – what an interesting find! There are so many possible scenarios that could be behind this sword! Almost made me think of King Arthur and Excalibur or the violin in Red Violin.  It seems like there has been a boom in discoveries from Egypt too! (http://www.foxnews.com/science/2017/09/09/3500-year-old-tomb-discovered-in-egypt.html)

Einar (47) var på reinjakt da han plutselig fant et tusen år gammelt vikingsverd

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DeadlyDag6 days ago (edited)

“This vikingsword is almost one meter long, and it’s over 1000 years old.” “The sword was found by Einar Åmbakk in Reinheimen in Oppland, Norway.” “He found it while hunting reindeer in hard terrain that he suddenly saw the sword.” “I would never have thought that it was a vikingsword. It’s so amazing that it’s in such good shape – Åmbakk tells Dagbladet.” “Archaeologist Espen Finstad never had a doubt that the sword came from the historic vikings: We’re 100% sure. This is a known type of sword from around the year 900 BC, says Finstad to Dagbladet.” Dagbladet is one of the biggest newspapers here in Norway.

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/other/1000-year-old-viking-sword-discovered-in-norwegian-mountains/ar-AArPbsc?OCID=ansmsnnews11

A reindeer hunter in the mountains of southern Norway stumbled upon a Viking sword that has survived exposure to the elements for more than 1,000 years.

Einar Åmbakk found the sword because half of its blade was sticking up between stones, according to the council of Oppland County, where the hunter made his discovery. “He had seen the blade and pulled it out,” Lars Pilø, an archaeologist for the Oppland County Council, said in a post on the county’s website for its Glacier Archaeology Program, called Secrets of the Ice. “Only then did he understand that he had found a sword.”

Officials have dated the sword to between 850 AD and 950 AD.

After Åmbakk reported his find, the archaeologists and others returned to the exact location with the help of geographical information stored in photos the hunter had taken of himself holding the sword. They swept the area with a metal detector but did not find any other artifacts at the site, which is more than 5,000 feet above sea level and covered in loose stones, known as scree. According to Pilø, the sword might have come from a lost Viking who died in the mountains.

A sword found in the mountains of Norway belonged to a Viking who died more than 1,000 years ago.Photo: Espen Finstad, Secrets of the Ice/Oppland County Council

“The rough scree-covered find spot is not a place where one would walk if traveling through the area, as there is much better terrain for walking not far away,” the archaeologist noted. “This could suggest that the person who left behind the sword was lost, maybe in a snow blizzard. It seems likely that the sword belonged to a Viking who died on the mountain, perhaps from exposure. However, if that is indeed the case, was he traveling in the high mountains with only his sword? It is a bit of a mystery.”

He mentioned the possibility that the Viking died in a different location from where he dropped his sword. If he perished in an icy area, his remains might be preserved. “As it is now, his remains are long gone, and only the sword bears witness to the drama that happened here more than 1,000 years ago.”

The sword could have survived so long because in this mountainous area of Oppland County — which includes the ski town Lillehammer — it would have been covered with snow for most of the year.

The dry conditions and the high-quality iron used to make the sword would have contributed to its longevity.

Fox News reported that the find was made in the Lesja area.

“To my knowledge, a Viking sword has never been found at such a high altitude before,” Pilø told that publication.

According to the archaeologist, iron arrowheads have been found in the mountains in similarly good condition in the past, some of them dating back ever further than the sword.

“It is well preserved without any kind of scratches and bending,” Pilø wrote on the county website about the new find. “Most likely is was still in its original position or had slid somewhat down between the stones.”

One thing that did not survive was its grip at the hilt. The archaeologist said there was probably bone, wood or leather that is now gone.

Although most people associate Viking warriors with the male sex, it’s possible this sword belonged to a woman. A genetic analysis recently proved that the bones found in the late 1800s in the grave of a Viking warrior belonged to a female, despite the fact that experts had assumed she was a man for more than 100 years.

 

12 Sept 2017 Link news (human drugs being prescribed to animals) and Homeownership blues (the fight with nature)

Hello to you.  It’s 11:03 am on this Tuesday morning as I start to write to you.  I’m happy to report Link is doing better after his battle with we aren’t sure what.  He had blood work done for organ function, fecal matter testing and pancreatic tests which all came up negative for any nasties.  There is a possibility that he got himself stressed out when we were out of the house more frequently than normal (box car derby)….hard to say.  What I wouldn’t give for the ability to do a mind-meld with my dogs to figure out what the heck is going on in their heads sometimes!

12 Sept 2017 – Link this morning – feeling better!

 

Sunday night I was up most of the night with him but we did manage to get a few winks on the couch in the living room.  I ended up having another one of those vivid dreams where it’s hard to tell if you are sleeping or in a dream.  I was looking out our front windows and it was dark.  I saw flashing blue lights like the ones on top of police cars.  There were lights on in the house.  After I saw the flashing lights, all the sudden all the lights in our house started going out, the last one was in the bedroom and I yelled, “They EMP’d us!” and woke up.  Weird thing to dream on another anniversary of one of the worst days in world history….9/11.

So anyways….as I write this morning, Link is feeling better.  Poor Spot was a basket case with Link being so sick.  When we brought him to the vet and came home without him, she just moped around, got very clingy…smelling my clothes where he had been.  Then when we brought him home from the vet yesterday afternoon, she was so happy!  He was happy to see her too and even gave her a kiss lol!

12 Sept 2017 – Links special girl Spot, who was pretty tired too this morning.

They prescribed the antibiotic Metronidazole, which is yet another drug intended for humans being passed off to our dogs and cats.  When I read about it, I was not happy.  Ironically it’s a drug to help with diarrhea with a possible side effect of causing diarrhea!  Insanity!  The other, more concerning side effect can be neurological problems!  For me, as the nurse-maid having to administer the drugs, is getting him to actually take them without a heavy “disguise” of burying the pill in meat or some other food product just so he’ll eat the pill.  Why the hell hasn’t the animal pharmaceutical industry formulated a drug like this that is specifically for dog and cat biology, will appeal to said dog or cat and not have such horrendous side effects?!  Probably for the same reason they haven’t done it for humans….sigh.

For human use info:

Metronidazole is the generic form of the brand name drug Flagyl, which is used to treat bacterial infections of the skin, vagina, stomach, joints, or respiratory tract. The drug is sometimes used with other medicines to treat stomach ulcers. Metronidazole is an antibiotic, which works by killing bacteria in your body.

http://www.petsmart.com/dog/pharmacy/rx-medication/metronidazole-tablet-generic-to-flagyl-5274505.htmlWe use Banfield Pet Hospital which is located inside of Petsmart in Burleson TX.  I’m glad I decided to find and share this, as the vet didn’t tell us that crushing the tablets could cause drooling! 

Product highlights

Metronidazole can help to resolve susceptible anaerobic bacterial infections, protozoa, and other inflammatory conditions in the gastrointestinal (GI) tract plus anaerobic bacterial infections in the mouth when used as directed by your veterinarian.

What is Metronidazole?This is an oral medication that helps to kill susceptible anaerobic bacteria and protozoa including Giardia. It also acts as an anti-inflammatory in the gastrointestinal (GI) tract so it can be helpful in the treatment of diarrhea as a result of multiple causes.

What are the benefits of Metronidazole?

  • Effective against many cases of diarrhea.
  • Helps with intestinal and periodontal infections plus other susceptible infections.
  • Treats Giardia.

Formulated for:primarily cats and dogs but may be useful in other species.
How is this medication given?Use exactly as directed. Always follow the instructions your veterinarian gives you for your individual pet. If you have questions about how to use Metronidazole correctly, contact your veterinarian.
How does this medication work? Susceptible anaerobic bacteria and certain protozoa are killed most likely as a result of inhibition of DNA synthesis within the affected organism. Metronidazole also works to reduce inflammation in the GI tract so it can be help in the treatment of diarrhea.
What results can I expect? Your pets infection or condition should improve when you use Metronidazole as prescribed. Some conditions respond with a short course of treatment. Other more chronic conditions may require several weeks or more before they are resolved. If your pet seems to be worsening or is not improving after all required medication has been given, notify your veterinarian.
What form(s) does Metronidazole come in? Metronidazole is commercially available as a tablet.
Generic Name:Metronidazole (Common Drug Name)
Common Brand Name:Flagyl
Dose and Administration:Give orally according to your veterinarians exact directions. Give a dose as soon as you remember if you miss a dose but skip the dose if it is time for the next one. Never share this medication with other pets in the household. Talk to your veterinarian if you have questions regarding the proper use of Metronidazole.
Uses: Metronidazole works to treat susceptible bacterial and protozoal infections including Giardia. It can also help to reduce inflammation in the gastrointestinal (GI) tract.
Possible Side Effects: Nausea, loss of appetite, and vomiting are the most commonly reported side effects. Other problems such as diarrhea, lethargy, weakness, blood in the urine, head tilt, stumbling, and liver disease are also possible but less likely.
A true allergic reaction may occur if your pet is allergic to Metronidazole. Other side effects are may occur.
Your pet may salivate or drool if tablets are crushed or chewed.
If your pet appears sick in any way while taking Metronidazole, contact your veterinarian immediately.
Drug and Food Interactions: Discuss all other medications or supplements your pet is taking with your veterinarian before giving Metronidazole. Interactions are possible with anticoagulants, cimetidine, phenobarbital, phenytoin, and some sedatives/tranquilizers. Other drug interactions may occur.
Precautions:Pets who are allergic to Metronidazole or its derivatives should not take this medication. Do not give this medication to pregnant and lactating females. Debilitated animals or those with liver disease should be given this medication with extreme caution only as prescribed by a veterinarian.
Storage:Store at room temperature in a safe place.
A prescription from your veterinarian is required to purchase Metronidazole.

Changing gears…..
This morning I had a bit of a break down with Kyle after I finished taking care of the yard.  It’s probably because I’m tired after all that has been going on in our home and beyond.  I told Kyle I feel like we are having to fight nature to keep this house…almost to the point to saying fuck it!   I know, I should just be grateful and I am most days!  The list for what we need done to and for this house is growing beyond our financial resources and it’s overwhelming at times.
We have a huge cottonwood tree in our neighbors yard that has roots that go all the way to my next door neighbors house.  It feels like the soil around our house is non-existent….just powder.  Even if we were watering regularly, there isn’t enough dirt to water and the city water is very expensive. We have probably five ant colonies and a couple of them have been launching campaigns to get inside the house.  They were successful in breaching the garage, which spurred me having to move May back into the room she and Amber used to share.  We’ve tried baking soda, bleach, baking soda and vinegar and this morning Kyle went and picked up some Splenda packets to try.  Apparently Splenda originally came about from insecticide origins and can kill ants.
Does Splenda kill ants?
Splenda is an Ant Poison. Splenda is a molecule of carbon and hydrogen with attached chlorine atoms. Its molecular structure is similar to that of DDT. It was discovered accidentally while trying to create a new insecticide. It is no surprise, then, that Splenda kills ants.
We are trying as non-lethal of approaches as we can without hiring an exterminator.  We know from past experience, those services don’t work for long either.  Just like with weeds, the ants and other insects we are trying to kill with poisons are adapting resistances to what we are coming up with.   Whatever we do to them, we do to ourselves and our pets.  Kind of like with us humans when we make contact with something that makes us sick….adapt or die. We are considering ripping out a lot of stuff to include the two gardens in the back that the cottonwood root systems have almost completely infiltrated – try to make the place simpler to care for.  Where is my magic wand LOL?!!!  POOF perfect yard!
Interesting article about they why behind insects developing resistance to pesticides which is what I thought – like humans, some survive exposure to the poison and then past on this resistance to their gene pool:
How pesticide resistance develops

Excerpt from Fruit Crop Ecology and Management, Chapter 2: Managing the Community of Pests and Beneficials by Larry Gut, Annemiek Schilder, Rufus Isaacs and Patricia McManus

The role of population genetics

An individual organism’s genes determine its physical and behavioral traits. When individuals reproduce, they pass along unique combinations of genes to their offspring. Different environments favor individuals with different physical and behavioral traits. Individuals with genes that improve their survival will be more likely to pass along these genes compared to the rest of the population. The mix of genes in a population is called the gene pool. The composition of the gene pool continually changes over time through a process called natural selection.

With the help of plant breeders, fruit growers have taken advantage of the gene pool’s natural variability in a process known as artificial selection. The first step in this process is to identify desirable traits, such as flavor, color, tolerance, or resistance to a pest. Once desirable traits are identified, these can be incorporated into new crop varieties through conventional breeding or genetic engineering. For example, apples have been bred to create a few varieties that are resistant to apple scab. Even without specific breeding efforts, fruit crop varieties display a natural range of resistance to various pests and diseases. When monocultures of single varieties are planted, efficiency of production is traded for diversity of resistance to pests.

Effects of pesticide selection

Repeated use of the same class of pesticides to control a pest can cause undesirable changes in the gene pool of a pest leading to another form of artificial selection, pesticide resistance. When a pesticide is first used, a small proportion of the pest population may survive exposure to the material due to their distinct genetic makeup. These individuals pass along the genes for resistance to the next generation. Subsequent uses of the pesticide increase the proportion of less-susceptible individuals in the population. Through this process of selection, the population gradually develops resistance to the pesticide. Worldwide, more than 500 species of insects, mites, and spiders have developed some level of pesticide resistance. The twospotted spider mite is a pest of most fruit crops and is notorious for rapidly developing resistance to miticides.

diagram of how resistance develops

Some plant pathogens have also become resistant to pesticides. Among fruit producers in North America, apple growers perhaps have faced the most significant problems with pesticide resistance. Examples include streptomycin resistance in the fire blight bacterium and benomyl resistance in the apple scab pathogen. Although the precise genetic and ecological factors differ among pests that have become resistant, in all cases resistance is driven by one process—selection.

Insecticide resistance

Selection for resistance can occur if a small proportion of the insect population is able to survive treatment with insecticide. These rare resistant individuals can reproduce and pass on their resistance to the offspring. If an insecticide with the same mode of action is repeatedly used against this population, an even greater proportion will survive. Ultimately, the once-effective product no longer controls the resistant population.

Fungicide resistance

Single-step pesticide resistance arises suddenly in the field. A single gene or physiological function changes so that an individual becomes highly resistant to the pesticide. With just one or two sprays of the pesticide, the population shifts from mostly sensitive to mostly resistant individuals. This is the process by which populations of streptomycin-resistant fire blight bacteria and benomyl-resistant apple scab bacteria rapidly developed in commercial orchards.

Multi-step pesticide resistance arises slowly in the field over many years. Rather than having distinct groups of sensitive and resistant individuals, the population consists of individuals with a range of sensitivities to the pesticide. With each pesticide application, those individuals at the more resistant end of the spectrum survive and reproduce. Over the years, the proportion of the population that can survive a pesticide spray increases, until that pesticide eventually becomes ineffective. This process is underway in apple orchards where the sterol inhibitor (SI) fungicides have been used extensively to control scab. The shift toward resistance leads to a gradual erosion of control.

Resistance management

Growers can help delay the development of resistance by applying pesticides only when they are needed, by rotating between different chemical classes, and by using rates of pesticides within the labeled range. Integrating non-chemical approaches such as pheromone mating disruption and cultural controls can also help delay resistance.

 

 

 

8 Sept 2017 Lucid dreaming and broken Mary with open eyes (drawing)

Hi there.  It’s 7:15 am on this Friday morning.  Kyle and I didn’t sleep very well again last night but I did have one of those lucid dream snippets that I cherish.  It was of my Mom, Dianne looking at me and saying how tired I looked.  I realized I was dreaming and decided to take advantage of her and I being together and gave her a big hug!  I just kept repeating, “I love you Momma” and crying.  I could almost smell her perfume it was such a vivid experience.  We just don’t get to see each other often enough do we?!

6 Jan 2017 – Mom reading, relaxing and staying warm!

The headlines this morning of the 8.1 earthquake in Mexico and the havoc of Hurricane Irma…..UGH!  The logical part of me knows this is nature and the science of cause and effect in motion.  The spiritual and more metaphysical side is wondering if all of “this” going on is something else.  It’s probably a fusion of both.  Last night I did a chalk drawing of a young woman.  This morning I realized the drawing is as if my broken Mary statue opened her eyes.  When I look at her face it’s as if she’s saying without words, “Everything is going to be alright.”  I hope so!

“We know not where, we know not when, but the candle of spirit yet burns.” (words that came to me)  

29 Aug 2017 Feelings in chalk

 Hello to you.  It’s 10:32 on this damp, yet sunny North Texas morning.  I am feeling better inside than I was yesterday and that is partially due to just getting the rest I needed.  The other thing was expressing my inner feelings in chalk.  The sky apparently couldn’t stand looking at it and promptly washed it away shortly after I completed it LOL!

28 Aug 2017 – channeling my inner angst out into chalk

Apparently Hurricane Harvey is now headed for Louisiana and I pray for those folks – hope they have prepared.  We are in strange times, at many levels aren’t we?  It’s important to find healthy outlets for what is going on inside of us and out.

http://www.worldprayers.org/prayerwheel/index.html

At the center of the universe is a
loving heart that continues to beat
and that wants the best for every person.

Anything we can do to help foster
the intellect and spirit and emotional growth
of our fellow human beings, that is our job.

Those of us who have this particular vision
must continue against all odds.

Life is for service.

mister rogers neighborhood – fred rogers – 1928-2003

 *Talked to my friend and soul sister Rhonda this morning.  Dreamt about her last night – there was something about interviews and turns out she is currently doing interviews to get a new job!  She is a hospice nurse….the epitome of a life of service!  She has such a positive attitude about this nail biting job hunt process and I loved what she said to a prospective employer about her future plans in nursing,  “I intend to stay marketable!”

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*Thank you God of my understanding for my family, friends and all that is my life
– Rhonda – a song for people like you and I
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Beyond the Invisible

I look into the mirror
See myself, I’m over me
I need space for my desires
Have to dive into my fantasies
I know as soon as I’ll arrive
Everything is possible
Cause no one has to hide
Beyond the invisible

Close your eyes
Just feel and realize
It is real and not a dream
I’m in you and you’re in me
It is time
To break the chains of life
If you follow you will see
What’s beyond reality

Songwriters: DAVID FAIRSTEIN, MICHAEL CRETU
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