So, I've been trying to get with the program and write something for days. It's not that I don't have anything to write about, it just that it's all jumbled up in my head, and my emotions have been quite all over the place too. Hopefully I can sort this out, as it feels like the dam is about to burst.
Maybe I'll just start with some everyday adventures. A week ago today I went and participated in a sheep shearing event. First time since I was a kid I have seen sheep being sheared. The guy was a real professional who made it look easy, even though I know it wasn't. There were several, 2-3, out of 33 sheep that kind of went rogue on him, but otherwise I saw him whisper in their ears, one at a time as he prepared to start shearing them, and they mostly acquiesced. Then I got to help "skirt" the wool, which was pretty interesting. I had to drive through a veritable blizzard for most of the way there, and we worked in a large barn with the doors open while snow billowed in through most of the day. I felt like quite the trooper, all in all. I have to admit, I like goats better because in general they aren't as loud and do seem a bit more on the ball intellect wise. The idea of the village, where people help one another, is an idea that needs to come back in style anyway, so I was happy to participate.
Little Miss Arrow still hasn't had her kids. I thought she was getting big a few weeks ago, but now she really looks like she's going to pop any day. There is a fence between her and her mother in the barn to make sure she isn't pushing her around, but her mom's two little bucklings could get through, which I didn't think was a big deal until we went out there and saw one of them tormenting her, with him chasing her round and round, and trying to ride on her back. She is so tiny and these little boys are pretty hefty so we quickly put up a barrier so they can't get through either. Little brats.
We also went and picked up Bob Dean, the buck we had loaned out. This was the first time I did this and next time I'll make it clear that they have to pick him up and bring him home again. At least he is doing well with Raven and Harper since they have grown enough to hold their own with him now. I will probably keep him his whole life since most people still just see their livestock as a commodity to be disposed of when not useful anymore. He has fathered a lot of beautiful kids and has a very sweet temperament, with me anyway. His mom has a great udder and he seems to be passing that trait on to his kids, so that's a plus too. I'm not in to those little tiny pencil sized teats. With arthritis developing in my hands especially. Hoping I will stumble across a great deal on a used milk machine. Not fond of being woke up with my hands all swollen and lack of circulation going on.
That's why I've started taking ginkgo everyday. It's supposed to improve circulation and a whole bunch of other good stuff. I also have a good friend who became a distributor for Hempworx organic CBD oil and I entered a raffle she had and won a free bottle. It's also supposed to help alleviate aches and pains from muscle strain and so on. And, I even gave up one of my favorite things, coffee! Not easy since I love the smell of it and make it for my husband every morning, but I know even the caffeine isn't good for me right now. Lastly, I quit making my yummy brownies, cookies, and pumpkin bread to cut the sugar out. As far as I'm concerned, all of these actions are better than going to the doctor and getting prescribed all kinds of crap with bad side effects that don't heal anything and only cover up symptoms, and that's if you're lucky.
In fact, this is one of the things I feel so emotional about lately. Every day now I see posts about babies taken for their routine vaccines at two months old and bereaved parents finally catching on to what is happening in a most tragic way. My heart breaks for them. I can't even look at cows when I pass by them, with the little tags in their ears, knowing that they are just meat to someone. Same with pigs. Pigs are really smart intelligent animals. And I used to love bacon. Just can't do it anymore. And that's besides the fact that it's not really healthy to have big portions of meat on the plate everyday anyway. I even feel that way about trees being cut down without a thought other than what they can provide in the way of income. My brother in law is a logger and if I told them trees can feel he would look at me like I've lost my mind or something.
My husband was a big meat eater and after all these years he has come to the realization he doesn't have the craving he used to anymore. I do cook and eat some chicken but very sparingly, and I quit buying pork or beef for him years ago (I know, some of this is a repeat, but for those who haven't been keeping up it doesn't hurt). The last time we went to have lunch with his sister and my brother in law he ordered a chicken salad and they looked truly amazed. Being ranchers they are big meat eaters too. I'm not down on people who don't eat like I do, because it is a very personal choice and one that you have to grow into the changes on your own. Although I freely admit to my agenda to influence what my husband eats as I want him to be around as long as possible. His mother was diabetic and both parents had high blood pressure. A lot of people still don't get that what you eat plays a large part in your overall health. And doctors know next to nothing so it won't do any good to ask them. For some reason I've had an interest in nutrition for all my adult life. I'd probably be in really bad shape if I didn't take some responsibility and since I want to remain independent as long as possible I am willing to do whatever is necessary, even though I can be as stubborn as the next person.
And that brings up another point. In these times of god knows what is in those lovely artificial clouds that form after heavy spraying I've noticed I often don't feel quit right on those days. I still can't avoid all GMO foods, and many people I know are coming down with weird crosses of flu cold symptoms and quite a number have ended up in the hospital. Since I was so severely ill last year I am quite motivated to stay on the path, even though I know that it doesn't guarantee anything. It certainly can't hurt to do everything I can to not compromise my immune system. It is a challenge sometimes to wake up everyday, knowing what I know about such things as Agenda 21, and the fact that they do want to reduce the world's population and, of course, a chronically ill population would be easier to control than a healthy and fit one. The profit end of it is also hard to swallow, and I've noticed that America has taken the lead in creatively coming up with such a monstrously profitable system of "health care" (those words don't really seem to apply, but that's what they call it) and prisons for profit. Then of course, there is the war machine. People don't often think about the fact that almost all new technology is not even new at all. It's already been developed in secret for military purposes and only after they have achieved what they want in that department do they leak out some of these technologies for us common folk, and even then it is generally to further erode our humanness and make us easier to track and control. Damn shazam!
On a more positive note my tomato plants are almost ready to transplant and me and my neighbor are moving right along in our goal to grow lots of herbs and vegetables this year, some to keep and some to sell. I've done this before many years ago, and found it was actually quite profitable. My neighbor hasn't had a job in a long time and could definitely use the cash flow, plus it would be a general pick-me-upper for his morale in general. I want to explore and experiment with making tinctures, salves, and medicinal oils this year. Who knows, it could even develop into a cottage industry. And I figure, what the heck, do what you can and don't worry about the rest. It certainly doesn't do any good to sit around and just complain about how awful the world has become. As long as we are breathing and able to somewhat function it's best to be moving in the direction we want as best we can, and there is almost always something we can do, no matter how seemingly small and insignificant it may seem. Intent is a biggie too.
So I managed to ramble on and not stray too far off the path this time. I hope this finds everyone in a good place, and if you're not maybe provide some inspiration. When I meditate and ask Great Spirit for guidance I always hear that I need to just keep going, not give up, and act with as much integrity as possible, and that it DOES matter, each of us matters. So with that I bid you adieu.