Could someone explain why machines are angry with me at this time? It isn't like I blamed my car for hurting me when it bumped me out of its way. Lately machines seem to be angry with me.
The first time I really didn't notice that this was directed at me. Two weeks after I got hurt, our new computer was having a problem. We called the Geek Squad and a man came out. He said that he could do something temporarily but that we needed more tests.
So we took the unit in and they ran the tests. We got a call that the Mother-board was cracked. That didn't mean a lot to us as users but when we mentioned this to computer people, they looked at us like we are violent people who throw things around all the time. "Who cracks a mother-board?"
We had to send in our tower and get it fixed. We were told that it would take a couple of weeks but it really took a month.
After getting the computer back, it started acting up. It told us that we had stolen our windows program. So then I contacted Hewlett-Packard, the makers who had repaired this newly purchased computer. After talking to three people who live somewhere in India, none of whom could solve this problem, I couldn't even get into any windows program, it was suggested that I contact Microsoft.
I contacted Microsoft and they wanted to know what number was on the back of my computer. I gave them all the numbers that I found and they weren't the right ones. Finally I found one that was acceptable and it took. We are now back in business with this machine.
The next machine that decided to alter my life was a credit card machine in a store. The customer in front of me couldn't make it work so I stood there and stood there. Finally the manager came over and asked the line of people to use another check-out counter. We did. As long as I was in that store, they never did get that machine to work.
From there I decided to get some gas for my vehicle. I drove up to the pump. Put the hose into the gas tank opening and pressed one of the three options that I had for gas prices. Nothing happened but the pump did tell me to press the pay-method key. I press "inside". Nothing happened. $29.00 was still on the top of the machine from a previous customer. So I did it again. Still nothing happened. OK, I will try something else to wake this machine up. I pressed "Here" and it automatically asked for my credit card. I pushed "cancel" and tried the "inside" button again, after all the machine was apparently working, but nothing happened. So after trying it several times with no success, I walked inside to tell the clerk that this old lady can't seem to talk to their machine.
She came out with me and had the same problems that I was having. She tried several times. I asked if I should back up to another pump. She said, "No." Then she went inside and dug up a man that must have been in the back. He came out and just touched that machine and it worked. OK, so I was dealing with a female machine who just didn't like other women.
How does one find out if a machine is male or female?
This sounds like the question I got asked many years ago by my four-year-old Grandson as we were walking back from the park. He had just told me that he wanted to grow up and own a zoo. The question was, "Grandma, how do I know if I have a Mother and a Father lion?" My answer was, "I think one has to go school and study to find out these things, but you might ask your Daddy sometime."
So are there schools where I can learn the sex of a machine?
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Friday, October 19, 2007
Taboo Subject - Pain
Isn't it interesting that no one wants to talk about this subject. Why do you think this is? For that matter, just what is pain? It is a subject that we are going to discuss today.
Over the course of years I have met people who look old only to find out that they are a lot younger than I am. I have met people who don't seem to function well. In the last few years I have met some who would just as soon turn in their "life" card and leave the planet. One person that I know is sure that she has a job waiting for her on the other side of death and here she lives a life of pain and hopelessness.
I didn't understand a lot of these feelings until the last few months. Pain is something I wake up with and go to bed with everyday lately. So what is this thing called pain? Pain is the response that nerves send to the brain to tell it that something is not working the way it was designed to work. It is the door bell that is ringing in hopes that someone or something will come to its rescue.
What do most people do when they are in pain? They shut off the door bell without opening the door to find out what this cry is all about. I could start taking pills that tell my brain there is nothing wrong. So instead of trying to repair what is wrong, we just tell the brain that nothing is wrong and continue with life.
What if I were to do this with my knee? I tell my brain that whatever is not functioning is really not there. Then my brain says, "Ok, if nothing is wrong, you can do……" Now, I decide that I can lift heavy things using my legs, because remember the brain is not aware that my knee has a problem. So without fixing the problem, I compound it by adding injury to what is already not working.
The alternative is to find out what is wrong and fix it. The body is capable of rebuilding but it won't do this without nutrition. Can I rebuild my knee with soup? Maybe if there are enough building blocks in the soup to do this. Can I rebuild my knee with Steak and baked potatoes? Again, maybe but we need to get all the nutrition in the body so it can choose what it needs. How do we do this?
My mentor told me that we need five things, Fruits, Vegetables, Whole grains, Nuts and Seeds. So what happens if I am not eating whole grains or seeds? Maybe I will be missing some of the minerals that seeds provide? Maybe I will be missing some of the chemicals in Whole Grains that are needed to rebuild cartledge?
In my way of thinking one can eat just about anything but it needs to be varied all the time. Each food gives the body 50 or more things that it might need. The next food will give it 50 other things that it might need.
Right now everyone is pushing protein, thinking that meat is necessary. Meat is OK, I am not a vegetarian but just about all foods contain some protein. There is protein in fruit and vegetables as well as everything else.
I did some research on inflammation and found that Oregano has 33 chemicals in it to handle inflammation, Fennel seeds have 29. Black currant, Rosemary, Thyme, and even green tea has properties that reduce inflammation. I do like chewing on Fennel seeds.
So that brings us back to pain. If we supply the body with what it needs to rebuild or handle the problem that it is dealing with, it will. What we usually don't supply the body with, is the patience it needs time to allow this to happen. We live in a world that says, I want it today. We all do this. I am going up and down the stairs with the laundry basket and a knee that is hurting. Silly thing to do. I am building a frame for a picture with clamps on the basement floor using some carpet pieces under my Left knee. (My therapist tells me that I don't have a bad knee, just one that is unhappy right now.) We have no patience.
I remember Dr. Christopher telling the class how to rebuild hips and knees with Slippery Elm compresses. He said, "When someone needs a new hip, he should be lying down with these compresses on the area. He has no business running around." Yes, it might take a while but it can be done. I wonder how long the pain would last in this case?
We actually prolong the pain by shutting it off and aggravating the area, which is just what I am going to do today. I will take a pain pill and after it takes, I will head to the store to go grocery shopping.
Have a pain free day.
Over the course of years I have met people who look old only to find out that they are a lot younger than I am. I have met people who don't seem to function well. In the last few years I have met some who would just as soon turn in their "life" card and leave the planet. One person that I know is sure that she has a job waiting for her on the other side of death and here she lives a life of pain and hopelessness.
I didn't understand a lot of these feelings until the last few months. Pain is something I wake up with and go to bed with everyday lately. So what is this thing called pain? Pain is the response that nerves send to the brain to tell it that something is not working the way it was designed to work. It is the door bell that is ringing in hopes that someone or something will come to its rescue.
What do most people do when they are in pain? They shut off the door bell without opening the door to find out what this cry is all about. I could start taking pills that tell my brain there is nothing wrong. So instead of trying to repair what is wrong, we just tell the brain that nothing is wrong and continue with life.
What if I were to do this with my knee? I tell my brain that whatever is not functioning is really not there. Then my brain says, "Ok, if nothing is wrong, you can do……" Now, I decide that I can lift heavy things using my legs, because remember the brain is not aware that my knee has a problem. So without fixing the problem, I compound it by adding injury to what is already not working.
The alternative is to find out what is wrong and fix it. The body is capable of rebuilding but it won't do this without nutrition. Can I rebuild my knee with soup? Maybe if there are enough building blocks in the soup to do this. Can I rebuild my knee with Steak and baked potatoes? Again, maybe but we need to get all the nutrition in the body so it can choose what it needs. How do we do this?
My mentor told me that we need five things, Fruits, Vegetables, Whole grains, Nuts and Seeds. So what happens if I am not eating whole grains or seeds? Maybe I will be missing some of the minerals that seeds provide? Maybe I will be missing some of the chemicals in Whole Grains that are needed to rebuild cartledge?
In my way of thinking one can eat just about anything but it needs to be varied all the time. Each food gives the body 50 or more things that it might need. The next food will give it 50 other things that it might need.
Right now everyone is pushing protein, thinking that meat is necessary. Meat is OK, I am not a vegetarian but just about all foods contain some protein. There is protein in fruit and vegetables as well as everything else.
I did some research on inflammation and found that Oregano has 33 chemicals in it to handle inflammation, Fennel seeds have 29. Black currant, Rosemary, Thyme, and even green tea has properties that reduce inflammation. I do like chewing on Fennel seeds.
So that brings us back to pain. If we supply the body with what it needs to rebuild or handle the problem that it is dealing with, it will. What we usually don't supply the body with, is the patience it needs time to allow this to happen. We live in a world that says, I want it today. We all do this. I am going up and down the stairs with the laundry basket and a knee that is hurting. Silly thing to do. I am building a frame for a picture with clamps on the basement floor using some carpet pieces under my Left knee. (My therapist tells me that I don't have a bad knee, just one that is unhappy right now.) We have no patience.
I remember Dr. Christopher telling the class how to rebuild hips and knees with Slippery Elm compresses. He said, "When someone needs a new hip, he should be lying down with these compresses on the area. He has no business running around." Yes, it might take a while but it can be done. I wonder how long the pain would last in this case?
We actually prolong the pain by shutting it off and aggravating the area, which is just what I am going to do today. I will take a pain pill and after it takes, I will head to the store to go grocery shopping.
Have a pain free day.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Little Beings
Today the little beings in my house want a lot of attention. It is my belief that they understand me better than I understand them. I have two cats. They are Ragdoll cats that are breed because they need to be around people and need attention. This is why I got them. They follow me around all day. If I am in the den, they are napping in the garden window or on the top of the television. If I am at the computer, they are on the bed. If I am working in the basement, they are down there.
Snowy is the oldest and liked to attend my herb classes. She used to walk on the table until Ken, one of my students got a chair for her and sat it next to my chair. Now she goes to that chair and sits there for the whole three hour class.
Muffin is a year younger and used to check on Vern and me in the evening. Vern would be watching something in the bedroom and I would be watching something in the Den (Opposite ends of the house) and she would run and jump on my lap. Lie there a while then run down the hall and jump on Vern chest. Vern tells me that she is his cat.
We have an emergency plan in case the house is on fire or something. Vern trained the cats to come and get treats to a whistle. So they can be called by name or by whistle. (They will even get up from a nap to come to a whistle.) The plan is that we whistle and when they come, he will grab Muffin and I will take Snowy when we leave. The bad thing about the whistle is that they think they get treats when I am just doing housework and whistling. Well, you know the old saw, "Whistling girls and cackling hens, all come out to no go ends." So I had to give up whistling.
Like children, people always think that theirs is the best in the world. Our Cats are members of our family.
I like to read and there is a series of adventure books by Jean Aue that talk about a women who lives with her animals. The descriptions of the adventures are so vivid that my cats would sit behind my head while I was reading these books. They were looking at the pictures in my head and enjoying watching the lady flying down the land, bare back on the colt that she had raised from a baby that she rescued.
When I was doing automatic writings, my cats would be running all over the place. I did this by the light of one candle at night. So I asked, "What my cats were doing?" And was told that they are chasing the beings that I had attracted with my mediation and music. So then I asked, "What do they look like to my cats?" The answer I got to that was "sparks of light." I sat there imagining something that might look like a bunch of lightening bugs in my living room.
I have met an animal whisper. Sort of like a horse whisper but she listens to what the animals have to say. It always amazes me what she learns from them.
In the reading that I have done over the years, I learned that animals have the ability to take on our physical problems, thus helping us to live longer and better. They are truly here to help us and perhaps that is why a lot of animals are being allowed in senior centers.
There have been few years in my life when I was without a pet. The dog that sat patiently next to me on the back steps when I was feeling really down. Or those trusting eyes that look at you and tell you it is going to be better soon. They never give advice or scold about what should have been done. They are just there. Isn't it nice to have a friend that doesn't judge.
I do have to mention that I had a cat named lady who would come up on my lap if I were crying and swat me in the face. It made me laugh a lot. She was a bossy cat who was raised with a dog and when that dog died, she took over and learned how to growl at strangers. When we got a companion cat for her, she let this cat know just whose house this was.
I have pictures of all the animals that we have had in the last 35 years. I did a watercolor painting of one of them and gave it to the breeder who didn't charge me for the animal. I even did a charcoal drawing of the dog we had that Blaine helped to train.
Animals and Blaine just go together. He took me to Bay Park once and showed me a wolf that lives there with a group of other wolves. This one recognizes him and comes to the fence when he arrives. Blaine usually had a hunk of jerky in his pocket for this one.
One time Blaine took me to a pet store and introduced me to a large bird. Blaine petted her and talked to her. Then he told me to pet her. She bit me. I think she thought I was a rival.
Blaine has slept in dog houses because he didn't want the dog to be alone. He always trains them and they mind him. Last week he was here and Snowy came up to greet him. He leaned down, petted and talked to her. She followed him around the whole time he was here. She even licked him to let him know that she liked his vibrations.
Little beings are important in our world. Remember that the next time you encounter one.
Snowy is the oldest and liked to attend my herb classes. She used to walk on the table until Ken, one of my students got a chair for her and sat it next to my chair. Now she goes to that chair and sits there for the whole three hour class.
Muffin is a year younger and used to check on Vern and me in the evening. Vern would be watching something in the bedroom and I would be watching something in the Den (Opposite ends of the house) and she would run and jump on my lap. Lie there a while then run down the hall and jump on Vern chest. Vern tells me that she is his cat.
We have an emergency plan in case the house is on fire or something. Vern trained the cats to come and get treats to a whistle. So they can be called by name or by whistle. (They will even get up from a nap to come to a whistle.) The plan is that we whistle and when they come, he will grab Muffin and I will take Snowy when we leave. The bad thing about the whistle is that they think they get treats when I am just doing housework and whistling. Well, you know the old saw, "Whistling girls and cackling hens, all come out to no go ends." So I had to give up whistling.
Like children, people always think that theirs is the best in the world. Our Cats are members of our family.
I like to read and there is a series of adventure books by Jean Aue that talk about a women who lives with her animals. The descriptions of the adventures are so vivid that my cats would sit behind my head while I was reading these books. They were looking at the pictures in my head and enjoying watching the lady flying down the land, bare back on the colt that she had raised from a baby that she rescued.
When I was doing automatic writings, my cats would be running all over the place. I did this by the light of one candle at night. So I asked, "What my cats were doing?" And was told that they are chasing the beings that I had attracted with my mediation and music. So then I asked, "What do they look like to my cats?" The answer I got to that was "sparks of light." I sat there imagining something that might look like a bunch of lightening bugs in my living room.
I have met an animal whisper. Sort of like a horse whisper but she listens to what the animals have to say. It always amazes me what she learns from them.
In the reading that I have done over the years, I learned that animals have the ability to take on our physical problems, thus helping us to live longer and better. They are truly here to help us and perhaps that is why a lot of animals are being allowed in senior centers.
There have been few years in my life when I was without a pet. The dog that sat patiently next to me on the back steps when I was feeling really down. Or those trusting eyes that look at you and tell you it is going to be better soon. They never give advice or scold about what should have been done. They are just there. Isn't it nice to have a friend that doesn't judge.
I do have to mention that I had a cat named lady who would come up on my lap if I were crying and swat me in the face. It made me laugh a lot. She was a bossy cat who was raised with a dog and when that dog died, she took over and learned how to growl at strangers. When we got a companion cat for her, she let this cat know just whose house this was.
I have pictures of all the animals that we have had in the last 35 years. I did a watercolor painting of one of them and gave it to the breeder who didn't charge me for the animal. I even did a charcoal drawing of the dog we had that Blaine helped to train.
Animals and Blaine just go together. He took me to Bay Park once and showed me a wolf that lives there with a group of other wolves. This one recognizes him and comes to the fence when he arrives. Blaine usually had a hunk of jerky in his pocket for this one.
One time Blaine took me to a pet store and introduced me to a large bird. Blaine petted her and talked to her. Then he told me to pet her. She bit me. I think she thought I was a rival.
Blaine has slept in dog houses because he didn't want the dog to be alone. He always trains them and they mind him. Last week he was here and Snowy came up to greet him. He leaned down, petted and talked to her. She followed him around the whole time he was here. She even licked him to let him know that she liked his vibrations.
Little beings are important in our world. Remember that the next time you encounter one.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Feeling Spring
One is supposed to feel like spring when it is spring but today I feel like spring. Life has lifted one of it's heavy burdens and created the feeling of being light or lighter. Maybe with a play on words one can say that we are all beings of light but are so encrusted with "crud" that our light has trouble getting out. Today that light shines.
How can little things, like being treated right, cast off enough to enlighten a person? And in reverse, how can being treated badly, make one feel unworthy? We are such insecure beings that we doubt the fact that we are gods and goddesses. (Created in the image…) We believe all the little things that are taking place around us and build our world using them as the building blocks. A lot of these blocks are unstable and unable to hold the weight that we must put on them every day. Little at a time these blocks wear away or crumble, making our structure fragile and insecure.
Well, yesterday a very fragile and insecure foundation block in my life was replaced with a very sturdy and wonderful replacement. Just replacing this one block was able to shore up a large portion of my world. It was wonderful, hence, the feeling of spring.
What if each of us could do this for one other person? Imagine what that would do to the world around us? If we could stabilize one other person or help them to feel good enough about themselves so that they could at least feel the light that burns inside of them.
There are so many people who try to do this and it doesn't always work, why is that? Because they don't hold the key to the block that is crumbling? So does that mean that only the key holders are able to do this for another person? Perhaps but we all need to be there to support the unstable being until the key holder steps up to the plate.
Is it possible to move ahead in life and replace these blocks one's self? All I have been able to do is make sure that the blocks on either side of the crumbling one is sturdy enough to hold the weight put on it by the lack of support created by this problem.
It seems that I have gotten a long way off this wonderful feeling of being a part of the light and feeling whole again. There are still blocks in my life that are in bad shape but at least one of them has been made whole again and no one will know how important this is to my well-being. Life looks hopeful. May all who read this enjoy - spring.
How can little things, like being treated right, cast off enough to enlighten a person? And in reverse, how can being treated badly, make one feel unworthy? We are such insecure beings that we doubt the fact that we are gods and goddesses. (Created in the image…) We believe all the little things that are taking place around us and build our world using them as the building blocks. A lot of these blocks are unstable and unable to hold the weight that we must put on them every day. Little at a time these blocks wear away or crumble, making our structure fragile and insecure.
Well, yesterday a very fragile and insecure foundation block in my life was replaced with a very sturdy and wonderful replacement. Just replacing this one block was able to shore up a large portion of my world. It was wonderful, hence, the feeling of spring.
What if each of us could do this for one other person? Imagine what that would do to the world around us? If we could stabilize one other person or help them to feel good enough about themselves so that they could at least feel the light that burns inside of them.
There are so many people who try to do this and it doesn't always work, why is that? Because they don't hold the key to the block that is crumbling? So does that mean that only the key holders are able to do this for another person? Perhaps but we all need to be there to support the unstable being until the key holder steps up to the plate.
Is it possible to move ahead in life and replace these blocks one's self? All I have been able to do is make sure that the blocks on either side of the crumbling one is sturdy enough to hold the weight put on it by the lack of support created by this problem.
It seems that I have gotten a long way off this wonderful feeling of being a part of the light and feeling whole again. There are still blocks in my life that are in bad shape but at least one of them has been made whole again and no one will know how important this is to my well-being. Life looks hopeful. May all who read this enjoy - spring.
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