I offer you, a welcomed visitor to my blog, a chance to really KNOW the HUMAN behind the
SOULFUL WISDOM blog. This entry is
LONG, it wanders and meanders loosely but TRUTHFULLY. I willingly bare my heart and soul to the world. Blogging has
QUICKLY become my NEW PASSION. Even if we do not become BHW friends,
please KNOW I believe in YOU, as I believe in my Self. May ALL we women real-ize our truest purpose and reason for being, and honor our soulful vibration by every HIGHER CHOICE we make. It shall be by HEART each of us real-ize our full potential.
I am about to get down to the real nitty gritty of my life as I share ME with the assemblage of women building the BHW community. I know this post is all about
ME ~ MY ~ I. I WILL NOT do this again, it's just not my style. But this way you
WILL KNOW I really am a
kook ~ but
very real ~ and have
heartfelt intentions behind deciding to be part of BHW. If you still don't know me after reading this blog entry, you'll not ever know me for who really and happily...
I AM. So, just for all of
YOU, I shall pour
ME out into cyberspace as I would my watercolors onto a damp piece of awaiting watercolor paper.
I'm hoping the image you see of ME will be one of an earthly sister who cares, shares and loves with ALL HER HEART! I might add that I've left out many bits and pieces of my story but will at some time, I am certain, hit upon them as I build the content of my blog. Some pieces are boring, others just like some of yours and some are unique unto me and my life's journey. Those unique pieces are what I celebrate most about my Self, for they make me me. I am thankful to have this opportunity to let the world into the world of me.
But before this blog entry
gets into me and what makes me... ME... Let me say that my methods of being with my blog are probably a bit unusual, peculiar and out of the ordinary to say the least, or so it feels that way to me. It is however, serving to
enliven me again, to bring
more purpose to my day
and night and at the same time has
awakened even more truth within me! But in the process of composing, writing and manipulating the layout of my blog,
I go back and forth alot. I am a
visual person, thus probably
making my blog's view count, and the number of posts listed on my profile... inaccurate indicators, for those looking at that. I can
assure you I will not be real popular here. So when
you see my blog view count, my number of posts count, as being high, just know it's me doing my silly thing with my blog, and
nothing to do with how
popular I or my blog may be.
Further, I would want you to know that I take writing my blog seriously and do so with
fervant enthusiasm for life ~ living it and doing the most with mine ~ I am so readied and enabled to do. I guess this has much to do with me living out my
SECOND CHANCE at life. I sincerely hope to make a small difference in the world with this second opportunity as
my blog is now my voice in the world, such as it is. Some of my blog entries take a very long time to layout. I have spent as much as whole day and a portion of a night on a single entry.
Composing them
is the easy part, but each
has to feel right to me or it will
not be allowed a place in my
heartfelt blog. Each entry will feature at least 1 photograph or ' diggie ' as I like to call them, or maybe 2. Every image I've ' captured ' and enjoyed bringing home with my trusty camera: Justice and my dependable old car: Liberty. And me: I'm ' for the All '. So when I go on a photo shoot by car, it's about
Liberty and Justice for the All.
And lastly, I attempt to catch all my spelling errors and grammar booboo's(not good with grammar). Should you find some, especially ugly ones, I'd love it if you'd let me know so I can make corrections. And I
thank you for that in advance and for understanding how one quirky blogger operates, especially when they're a computer/internet illiterate one and this is their first ever attempt at blogging!
So BHW girls... if you're ready to
explore ME for the who,
how and why I AM upon the world these days...
I AM feeling... most privileged to have this opportunity for all
of you to better
know me, my life, my world and to
feel the vibrations of
my heart and
my soul...
as
your hearts and
souls may deem the
ALL of ME to be!
Shall we explore ME... I joined BHW on Feb 6th, 2011 and have had a year's worth of
' IN ' joyment already from the experience. Such magic! I hadn't ever blogged before but had always wanted to, so
BHW is that moment for me.
My near death experience, which I'm certain others here have experienced, brought me to a
pivotal point in my human reality. One does not go into life's dark corner and come out the same person,
if indeed you are
blessed with a
second chance. Remaining that same old human being is
impossible because all veils, barriers, limitations, fears and doubts seem to dissipate into
nothingness. One's life gets boiled down and rendered back to the
simple basics of life. Certain spiritual revelations surface effortlessly and offer
meaning and purpose to the healing moments one is forced to endure. One becomes a childlike innocence again, granted a
new beginning within which one rebuilds the
Self as heart so desires that to be. Opportune moments reveal more of who you really are.
God-given abilities and gifts surprisingly and miraculously surface during the recuperative moments.
Life becomes undeniably stilled for long periods of time, the wheels of the mind stop ~ mind goes blank alot. You give your Self over to the
Almighty's bigger Plan, negating your little human one, that you might survive another night and
awaken to a new day. So went 6 months of my year and a half of recuperation. That was 21 years ago now. In moments since I've endeavored, like many of you, to
become a better human being, to
love my Self unconditionally so I might have
love for all of life. With all the inner work, surrender and revelational truth I've been humbly privileged to experience, I still have
much work to do. I will always have that, as
human perfection is not a possibility on earth's plane.
I do the best I can do in every moment, and
sometimes I SUCCEED beyond my own expectations,
sometimes I FALL way below them, but more
importantly.... I continue
FORWARD my march to
my inner drummer, to evolve my
vibrational integrity UPWARD. Thus a
NEW ME was reborn, slowly to evolve vibrationally into my
Higher Self. Such a humbling phase in my small human moment. Out of this phase came a subtle
knowingness ability. I feel much gratitude and
devotion to my Divine Self, my eternal soul or my heart's
vibrational counterpart. As these realities
INTEGRATED they became an
ALIGNED vibrational influence in my every moment. I am blessed in
EVERY WAY imaginable. I hope every BHW woman comes to
real-ize HER Divine vibration. Likely though, all here already have and... I'm simply
the new KID on the block.
This truth
SEEKER ~ VOYAGER ~ INSTRUMENT of Divine Inspiration ~
KEYBOARDIST to those Universality Powers that Be... discovered
BHW's web HOME through an east coast male friend's suggestion that I visit a certain website. That site's content didn't feel quite right to me, but while there I happend to spot a
BHW promo blip. This same male friend is a
unique individual who's childhood makes most of ours look like a pleasant stroll through the tulips, as Tiny Tim use to warble about. He's a
survivor, as many of us are. Whether it's a
dis-ease within our human bodies, deep
emotional scars,
childhood abuse or a
debilitating trauma to our physical bodies from outside forces... I tend to
believe... that
if we're still suckin' air ~ we ain't done here on earth yet! So my fellow survivors still suckin' air...
let us celebrate life each and every day in each and every way!
I'm a pretty ordinary woman, as appearances go but
most unique in many other ways. Usually an aquarian female struggles to not stand out too horribly much, but often our weird dress codes, or strange mannerisms and
quirky natures get the better of us. As I've matured I
no longer compromise my Self, for the sake of fitting in. I've discovered to do so is to exist within a lower range of vibration where I no longer fit. I don't wear much makeup anymore, nor do I use perfumes celebrities put endorsement to, but I do l
ove essential oil blends. I no longer own a dress that fits and I've only 3 in my closet. I wear comfy cotton clothes(some of which are men's 'cause they're CHEAP), as they keep me warmer in this marine-aired environment. Most of my clothes now are from garage sales or thrift shops and I
happily furnished this home from those same magical resources. I still go
barefoot as weather permits, as it's a
great FOOT REFLEXOLOGY treatment for the feet and
my feet HAVE TO carry me THE DISTANCE! I feel human feet are one of the most neglected body parts we humans possess.
I love watching
clouds float by, stargazing at night or
planning for one of those spectacular meteor showers as I enjoy basking under their magnificent display. Like I just shared, I am one of those kooky aquarian females, independent in nature, a humanitarian and visionary of sorts, with the astrological motto of: I KNOW. I'm not very domestic these days as I spend little time in the kitchen. I've
figured out how to have healthy, good tasting meals and have their preparation be quick and easy. I love hanging my
clothes out on the clothes line, they smell so good when they come back into the house. I have found a great
fabric softner for cold water washes and even when I hang my clothes on my wooden racks indoors, they feel like they've been in a dryer. It's a 7th Generation product. I'd
rather get sweaty n dirty while gardening or maintaining my home,
than worry about what others may think of me. I frequent thrift stores(as previously mentioned) and
buy only what I will take home and put to use
that day or
the next. I love all types of music except most rap and heavy metal and still
INjoy those fun
uplifting sweet sounds of the old rocknroll and doo whoop or is it bee bop? And if you've not experienced some
ZYDECO music, you
do not know what you're missing!
I can't sit or stand still when one of those CDs is playing!
Try it ~ you'll like it too! I love to dance, do all I want with the CDs and open hardwood floor spaces I have. It's not quite the same without a dance partner and at times being
single and alone sort of sucks. I quickly recover!
I've humbly learned through my years, it's better to be alone than in bad or wrong company. Thus I find inner peace and human comfort in being with
MY SELF. I like and love
MY SELF, although that has
NOT always been the case. I had to grow my SELF up and out of
a FAMILY of DYSFUNCTION. But alas, this came after I had already raised my kids. I now see the TRUTH of it all because my
VIEW of it has CLEARED and my
HEART has EXPANDED. Sadly some of my family's dysfunctional ways were put upon my children, unconsciously. This area of my human moment has yet to be fully healed. I hope that one day my kids and I become
ONE HEARTBEAT, ONE LOVE, ONE PEACE. In the meantine my footsteps echo through my house. Even though mine is a small house of 1100 sq ft, I've LOTS of
open space(allows my
aura to expand freely) and
NO CLUTTER I have to walk around. Stuff, or materialistic accumulation
no longer owns me and I have most my life back. I've lived like this since my last relationship
abruptly ended in July '01. I thought I was going to
die of a heart attack, as he was my
very best friend ever. It was as though he'd driven a huge blade into my heart over n over n over. But I
survived, grew, expanded, learned, healed and
my life of now moves onward with each
SUN'S RISE in my life. That man who still is a friend, was thankfully,
the one who taught me by his example how to live simply and frugally, as he didn't and still doesn't pursue money or allow it power over him. I appreciate
how his example ended up making my life better, even though he left our shared experience. Once the pain subsided and I healed my heart, I too was so much more of
my own humanity. And about a sun's rise in my each day... for me it's
not just about this galaxy's sun rising up and over the coast range mountains east of my home, it's more about my
Creator's SUN shinning from WITHIN ME. This I KNOW to be TRUE for me!
I won't marry again ~ don't know if I'll do a
relationship experience again. It sort of feels good being responsible for just me and having
MY time be MY time. I know this must sound selfish but who's to maintain my spiritual needs and my passioned pursuits, if not
ME? Will
love find me again? I have NO idea. But I do know I will remain
OPEN to the FULL REALM of possibilities and if it's
meant to be and is part of the bigger Plan, then it
shall indeed unfold and so be. Otherwise my cats and I are having a great time and why wouldn't I wish to keep it going? You know cats are
so very sensitive which I've noticed when we're all laying around in the living room where it's the warmest. They
seem to sense or catch sightings of darting entities that choose to spend time around us. I do
know while recuperating at home with my parents following my
MYSTERIOUS PHYSICAL ATTACK, my cat then would
lay on my chest and I could feel our heatbeats joining forces. She knew what I didnt know at the time. That
my heart was fully encased in a
horrific overgrowth of systemic candida. It would have eventually done me in(killed me) and almost did.
Medical professionals would've
labeled it heart failure, not an
accurate diagnosis at all.
Thankfully a
chance meeting with my herbalist ~ lifemate ~ partner ~ human cocreator... pulled me back from the edge ~ the brink. In turn and over time... I pulled him out of seclusion's closet that he might better or more deeply
believe in his herbal healer's abilities. He is REALLY GOOD at what he does because he's humbly following his
BLISS, honoring his
PASSION in life. This was ONE of the biggest
win/win phases in my life for certain, despite the inevitable outcome.
Relationships are
simply cyclical and some are destined to be LONGER cycles, some SHORTER ones. The
trick is to know or be enabled to FEEL
when the cycle has served its FULL purpose. My parents stayed together for almost 60 years, and they were both miserable the
last half of it. It was sadful and hurtful to view. What is the point except to honor
a small piece of white paper? Mom
weighed 47 pounds when she finally passed, as life had
literally eaten her up. She wanted to leave the relationship when I was around 5 or 6, but feared
stepping out of her comfort zone. This I live with, but I
shall not repeat in my own life. A
MAJOR life lesson her life had for me to garner, and I have and I am THANK-filled. It was about
STANDING in and as MY POWER and
I FEEL I AM doing just that in my every
NOW moment.
My father also had a
MAJOR life lesson for me(each parent has such a GIFT for us), when we awaken to and real-ize this to be TRUTH. My father's
life lesson for me was to
allow MY dreams to come true. He fell short of that within his lifetime, sadly so, as he was not readied or enabled to do so. He retreated or escaped into the realm of a poor farmer and struggles he'd be forced to face for decades. He also came from a
family of four's
DYSFUNCTION. His father had promised him the farm
IF he stayed and helped work it. So he left his good job(he'd been farming and plumbing), relying upon his Father's promise. That promise in later years was
not ever kept, hardening my Dad's heart even further. Fortunately for
him AND his heart, he found a
deep love for and from a woman of a grand and
happy heart. His remaining years were filled with joy, much love and happiness.
I have often wondered how Mom's life might have been better, had she
stood in HER own POWER. Such a
good mother she was for my brother and me. Always caring for
others' needs before her own. She took care of her parents at the ends of their lives. Then cared for Dad's father toward the end of his. Along the way she answered the needs of an Aunt and her maternal grandmother's as well. Then all the babysitting for her Aquarian's kids as I
cycled in and out of relationships in my earlier years. My three children each have a different father, but they were raised together and see one another as full brothers and sisters. Here's where I get
real truthful with you to admit that I've been married 4 times. Yep.. I'm 1 of those 4-time losers. The first was when I
got knocked up in high school and soon divorced thereafter. In my home growing up, there were't many
family discussions, hugs, family joys around a dinner table... that weren't interrupted by a tired farmer's loudly voiced interactions or verbal put downs. I soon remarried, was soon widowed as the result of a fatal car accident(my oldest daughter and I were not in the car at the time).
I remarried again and was married for 20 years, though I knew this man for 22 years. He was a good man(passed in '96 following our divorce in '88, but still takes care of me via his ss benefit, bless his soul). I left that relationship a short time after awakening spiritually. He didn't want to hear anything about it, and I real-ized his feelings toward money and sex no longer meshed well with the new me unfolding.
I KNEW if I stayed my spiritual
journey would end. Frankly, I was at that place on my path where staying WAS AN OPTION. I've been a dysfunctional female
all my life and with this relationship finally tired of
pretending sexual satisfaction or something close to that. I believe until I remember my childhood, I will probably remain dysfunctioned, although I am capable of self-satisfaction. I stayed single for some time after that relationship until the
chance meeting with the herbalist in '91. Good thing, I was very ill and later he shared with me how close I was to not making it. Perhaps that's the
reason our coupling unfolded VERY quickly. I moved in with him in his big empty house with the intention of renting a room. Within two weeks a new course was set for the 2 of us. Neither of us knew the other's last name when I moved in, we just BOTH knew it had to be that we shared some human experiences. The next almost 10 years were spent in the
realm of herbs and using them, getting my PHYSICAL BODY back fully and
assisting in building a small but
purposeful healing endeavor. All of this also assisted me toward becoming more of
who, how and
why I AM as
I AM today.
But before you jump to
unnecssary assumptions, please let me say this about my Self. Thank you very much! I have yet to ever be
drunk, nor have I used
illegal drugs(I once puffed a joint, it felt inviting because it smelt like alfalfa hay). And I even once swallowed this
little white square piece of paper. Then promptly drove my RX7 at the time, upredictably down a freeway between Sedona and Phoenix Arizona.
I am here today because I've always had a
guardian ANGEL with me in any car I've ever driven. That
one LSD moment was no exception and was the ONLY illegal drug experience, along with the one puff off a joint, that this woman has experienced. Missed those
HIPPY days while frantically raising kids. Also the ONLY prescribed meds I've allowed into
MY BODY were valium, dental pain killers and the dylatin the medical people
thought I needed following my mysterious physical attack. But
my little voice told me to stop taking it as it was doing me more harm than good, so I did. Doctors in the late 60's thought
valium the answer for harried
housewife/mother depression. I got my Self off it when I real-ized that was not the answer to my emotional upheavals and common bouts of depression(it was the internal candida expressing). I also took pain medication when having my teeth extracted for dentures when I was 21 and 22 respectively. And that's ALL there is to
my days of a wild life, not so bad is it? Imagining how it may have been perceived, I
had to CLARIFY the moment with the
TRUTH that is
MY LIFE. Being that
WAY OUT there AQUARIAN female, I've been witness to many false assumptions and misperceptions in regards to my humanity.
Along my journey in life, I learned how to say NO from reviewing
my abuse of my Mother in those days and I know with all my heart she forgave me long ago. Mom too came from a family of four's
DYSFUNCTION, but a better overall immediate
family unit. I am
much like her Mother, although I stand taller in stature. Grandma
never drove anything with a steering wheel, never had an indoor toilet and
wore a size 2 shoe. But
THAT woman
STOOD TALL in her POWER and I believe
I get much of my gumption from her. "Thank U grandma!" I look like my paternal grandmother, however
she DID NOT stand at all in her power. A totally
different woman, who right up until she succumbed to colon cancer(wouldn't spend $$$ for cancer doctors), she was still on her hands n knees
trimming grandpa's toenails or
ironing sheets and pillow cases. Such is the way of
generational dysfunction on earth. When one finally
SEES it, those family DYNAMICS(found in EACH and EVERY family), it's EASIER to understand
how hard it can be to pull one's
VIBRATIONAL INTEGRITY up and out of
the depths of those
old ways of being and doing.
As for my Mom, I
KNOW her
SOUL has found a deep
peace for her earthbound kooky ~ zany ~ aloof ~ weird Aquarian human daughter who is vibrationally
EVOLVING. Mom's embodied daughter allows
her SELF to move
UPWARD while still on earth and
I KNOW this feels vibrationally
ONEdrous to her eternal SOUL. Humans on earth 's plane and the souls living within the vibrational afterlife, both
EVOLVE vibrationally
UPWARD. Thus the
TRUTH my parents' lives brought me to real-ize. Even after their
physical body deaths, their examples, their
life lessons for me, EXPANDED and MOVED my ways of
being and doing UPWARD. Their lives were
NOT then wasted, their relationship then NOT for nought. And so goes a
family's dysfunction on earth. Life is NOT always
as it MAY SEEM to human perceptions. It is however
ALWAYS as an
integrated heartsoul vibrationally
FEELS it to be.
My house sits on a middle income subdivision lot, at the end of a culdesac up against a forested area. I've a deck that wraps around 2 sides of the house and I can walk underneath it. This same deck takes loads of maintenance but it's worth it all. I've
utilized every square inch of this lot I can. I have moving water sounds coming from 3 sides of my house. I found that
small inexpensive water pumps and a group of
various sized and shaped rocks and 1 of those
half wine/whiskey barrels make for a GREAT GARDEN or YARD ACCENT. I have
3 of those going, 1 in the backyard on the northside of the house, 1 in the zen garden on the east side and 1 on the south side in the front garden area. Each 1 equally and easily sharing it's relaxing, soothing and meditative
sounds of moving water. Another requirement to bringing serenity and peacful feelings to the outer physical environment... is an
outdoor extension cord or cords. I found
GREAT buys on these following Christmas at those HUGE seasonal
clearance sales. They're the green ones you'll find in the Christmas isles along with wrap, lights and yard ornaments. I found the pumps at Walmart originally but BiMart carries them now here in the PNW. Of course it
REQUIRES having an eletrical outlet on the outside of your home. I have one cord though going through a small slide window on the front porch that runs the front barrel and the 2 porch fountains.
At the front porch, my
favorite place(zen garden my
2nd favorite), I've 2 strategically placed water fountains. One right at the front door a
solid copper stepped affair, filled with clear quartz crystals. The water gently cascades over and down
my crystalline friends. This fountain
(a thrift store found treasure). You have to be
very still out on the front porch to
hear the beauty of this fountain, a good reminder to practice getting very still and
becoming an observer of life. The other sits just inside the 6' cedar privacy/fence gate leading to my front porch. It's closed most times due to a neighbor's large dog's desires of my kitties. " NOT with my KIDS will you play! " It is a 2 pieced cement fountain, the smalled piece atop the other. It's about a cubic foot in size and appears rather like a random
rough rock formation. It was given to me by a man who sells ornamental cement outdoor goodies. It was a
REJECT or production
second. I have over time, purchased countless such
rejected beauties from his cement reality. Each one
ADDING to my outdoor environment in
wondrous unique ways. The rocklike fountain makes lots of nice
deep gurgling sounds depending which speed I have the little pump set at. I can hear this fountain's
echoes of water moving while sitting inside the house. The sounds bounce off the gate/fence alcove area(just before you'd step up onto my porch) and bounces back into the porch area. I have the
ocean to the west side of the house, a mile or so away, so that side of the house is covered as far as moving water's energy goes. As I sit here feeling thoughts of my fountains,
LIFE'S REJECTED SECONDS, I cannot help but
celebrate my SELF and all the healing work I HAVE ALLOWED my
Self to experience. I too was
broken and often
rejected within my family of four's
DYSFUNCTION. And just like my fountain friend,
I AM still serving a
ONEdrous
purpose and reason for BEING, just by
BEING who, how and why
I AM.
Beyond the sounds of moving waters and their gifts of serenity to me, I've 5
very nice and musically tuned windchimes, of varying sizes and vibrational tone ranges(largest has 4' pipes or tubes), on my front porch. This largest one has those
DEEP DEEP DEEP tones emenating from it. I often will be found moving a porch rocking chair closer to it so
I can get REALLY GROUNDED. You see it's tones
literally find their way to my
BONES and I can tell you their
vibrational tone magic is felt by
EVERY cell in MY BODY. The 5 windchimes hang from the ceiling of the porch. They are
leftovers from my small gift shop(Heart of the Soul Gallery & Gifts) which I closed a little over a year after the 911 tragedy. My chime friends are positioned in strategic places, so I might get maximum sound vibrations from them when I sit on my beloved porch or inside the house. Boy you should
be here for some of our strong wind storms, the whole neighborhood magically fills with vibrationally melodic tones. NOT in any way shape or sound hard on the ears, cheap sounding or obnoxious. Oftentimes the chimes have one thinking a church's steeple bells are calling the neigborhood to attend service.
NO neighbor has yet
comlained, I fully
undertand why.
Something magical happens often with the chimes, me and my porch that brings my
WHOLE BODY to be covered in those
Divine validation goosebumps. I've often sat out there when there
WAS NOT a speck of wind, or a SMIDGE of breeze, or even a WHISPER of air movement... and
MAGICALLY 1 or a couple chimes will
share with me vibrational gifts, tonal messages or
alerts. It is
SO VERY invigorating ~ uplifting ~mezmerizing ~ unreal... one
CANNOT help but
believe that my
unseen friends like the SOUNDS, VIBRATIONS and TONES of the chimes too! Even assisting in their slight movements. Glory be to those unseen friends
WE ALL do indeed HAVE. Have you thanked
yours lately, or allowed their presences
to be known to you yet? Why not?
My dwelling place faces a southerly direction, gifted with sun from early morning 'til late afternoon or early evening in summer. Each home on my street and within this small development is
unique unto its self. My home to me feels like a
private vacation spot EVERY day! I'd
rather be here than out
galavanting around chasing store sales,
buying stuff I haven't a need for, purchasing doodads to entice men with or any other form of
human busyness. Of course now
living on a widow's
social security benefit, I don't have to concern my Self with unnecessary buying activies,
thank goodness! By the way,
I could still turn male heads, if that was a game I wished to play. Game playing isn't part of my reality anymore.
If a MAN'S GONNA LOVE ME, he's gonna love me just the WAY I AM, thank you very much! Getting back to my porch and away from men, it's like another room to my house, a favorite actually in
ALL TYPES of weather, as I've mentioned
over and over. But you're getting
the idea I bet. As I spend time out there relaxing, having a meal or simply
DOING NOTHING, I'll hang out
just to watch things as they grow and thrive and pass the time away. I feel
my Self growing and thriving also ~ out there on THE PORCH.
My porch is unique, its
magic takes shape as the seasons coming and going, as the birds flying in and out of the garden, as the flowers blooming and fading, as flowering fragrances wofting about. And right along with life endlessly thriving out there, I
sense my life CHANGING, EVOLVING and SETTLING into a HIGHER LEVEL of vibration out there. I also take in lots of
stormy moments out there and when a thunderstorm is approaching our area,
the SWEET SMELL of ionized air can't be missed. Thanks to thrift stores and Goodwills, I've managed to
adorn my porch with countless cats, butterflies and hearts. When my brother and his wife visit, it's a contest to see if they can accurately count how many hearts there are on my porch. That count constantly changes as I find treasures
DESTINED to become part of my porch. Even with an
injured back, I SOMEHOW managed to first clean away old blackened spider webs and insect nests, so I could caulk all the cracks and place 3 coats of very light colored glossy paint upon the surface of my porch. There were those moments I swear something was holding be upright on the ladder. Here on the Oregon coast we get our share of
DARKENED gray days, so this way the light paint and 3 coats of it, will have
what daylight there may be outside,
BOUNCIN' n DANCIN' about on the porch. This in turn, brings more LIGHT into my home on those gray days. This home improvement has paid for itself
over and over and over. Some of the home improvement projects I've completed, like this porch task, have me
FEELING really really GOOD about MY SELF and this is almost as good as how much I am
enlivened by simply BEING and
LIVING within the walls of my home. By choice I've NO
curtains or drapes at the windows, so between all the windows(for a small home it has
LOTS) and the 4 skylights...
my humble abode enjoys SO MUCH LIGHT, and thus so DO I. Like my big plants,
I MUST HAVE light to thrive. I just WILL NOT
shut my Self in behind closed drapes or curtains, as I
would FEEL IMPRISONED by my
own doing. My spare bedroom(I have 2) serves as my
computer space/art studio. Behind my computer desk is a glass block window(2 1/2' x 4') a friend and brick mason installed for me using old glass blocks I'd found at a garage sale for
CHEAP. It's so nice having this
subdued light coming into
my creative space. It doesn't interfere with being on the computer and yet in its own way
INVIGORATES the space. As does the
light coming through the forest-facing only other winodow and the light coming from the door going out to the east deck. I found this used metal and glass exterior door at a local lumberyard for
CHEAP also. It's double paned and mostly all glass so
optimum light. Cold
usually stays out. A friend's husband
installed the door, also
a cat door(not used now as1 kitty brings in LIVE playmates), the
sliding shower doors in the main bathroom and the two
slider bathroom windows. A
really good carpenter that man is indeed! I couldn't live with smaller bathrooms without windows and skylights, well I could have but not as vibrantly. Had I not allowed avenues for air and light it would've been back to
FEELING imprisoned in my own home. I had the builder add the bathroom skylights when we were buying the house.
Because there was
NO door off the back half of the house(which was hard to believe), I had him add the deck that wraps around the east and north sides of the house. Then had him add 2 sliding glass doors(1 to the east, 1 to the north) for EXITS, because
jumping out the windows in an emergency would've made for
a hard landing. He put them in where windows had been and moved the windows to other walls. The reason
I have lots of windows in a small home. The
hardwood floors I got because our builder friend/aquaintance
hadn't laid the carpet yet(got lucky there). I can't keep carpet clean, plus my barefeet prefer wood to walk on. It's
the lowest grade of oak tounge and groove flooring available, the grade that shows
all the knots, colors, grains of the oak wood, really quite pretty. However, this good friend of ours, BLESS HIS HEART, hadn't installed a hardwood floor before. He
installed it just fine, it was the finishing phase that didn't quite work. But
I HAVE HARDWOOD FLOORS. The floor here in the CREATIVE SPACE even
survived the
roof fiasco flood but had you seen how warped the planks were, you would have
thought it an impossibility! Wisely I got heat to the small room QUICKLY and kept it real warm until all moisture was gone! Of course this played havoc with my utility bill responsiblities that month, but it
ALL WORKED OUT just fine. The oak floor
slowly and steadily just smoothed back to it's orginal condition. Truly
miraculous!
All my walls and ceilings
are an off white, so the contrast of
oak wood to interior works for me. Remember me mentioning my east coast male friend who'd survived a horrific childhood, he helped me paint the interior,
BLESS HIS HEART. I used
recycled paint, which was fine but
I had to put on 3 coats for proper coverage. I did all the ceilings, he did the walls. We've known each other the
whole time I've lived on the coast and met as he would come into the little shop along Highway 101 into town. He'd often come to
lay down on the store's floor next to a little electric heater to dry himself. He was
homeless and living in a tent outside of town. My herbal partner and later spouse, sort of
TOOK HIM into our lives, as sort of surrogate parents or older siblings might. Years later, he came to stay with me for 6 months, as
I helped him acquire a passport, with the goal to get to Rio de Janeiro. Prior to this, he attempted to walk from Key West Florida to Rio de Janeiro, only to be detained by authorities in Central America because he had no passport. They flew him back to Florida, go figure and that must have been
a heck of loop. Took a long time to obtain a passport for him, he's been
homeless most of his adult life, although honorably discharged from the military. He also graduated from high school in Washington state. But I suppose being homeless is better than
parrishing from one's childhood horrors, as similarly aged and abused acquaintainces of his had. I
cannot leave his life without telling you how he made use of roller blading to
lessen the burden of inner rage from his beingness. BLESS HIS HEART again! He's bladed from the east coast to the west coast(it might have been the other way around, sorry my friend for not remembering), and HE DID THIS in the dead of winter going the northern route across the USA. I have to be
horribly honest here and tell you that
some parts of me pushed buttons ~ aggrevated old hurts ~ created new ones in
some parts of him in ways I am not proud of. I did not do them
intentionally or consciously at the time, however
I NOW SEE the
lower choices I made. I AM SORRY with
all my heart, for that!. Again it's back to
a family's DYSFUNCTIONAL ways and how such can surface
over and over and over in our lives.
Back to the house and my strong desire to be able to shampoo my hair in the kitchen sink. Such a desire required a
deep deep sink, so the
old new one had to go. Thus I evolved our
abode, now my abode, into a DREAM COME TRUE. It is EASY to keep clean(isn't ever emaulate though), is of a VERY
open floor plan, offers
loads of LIGHT and
air moves into and through EVERY SPACE within my
stick-built castle! So I
resonate deeply with not ONLY
my car, but
my home, my
indoor and outdoor evironments and my
feline friends. I know I am
very blessed to have all this, because some folks have
so much less. AND I KNOW at
anytime I could have less as well. At one point when my recuperation was about complete the
stark reality of being in the world pretty much without anything, hit me like a BRICK WALL. I was facing the
first time in my life where I was ALONE, without a place to live(beyond parents' home), no job, not much energy to draw from and the only real marketable work skills I had were now antiquated graphic design skills as computer graphics had unfolded. My degree came prior to that field opening up. But I found a job as
a caregiver on the coast(what brought me here, another blessing) but it only lasted 2 days because the elderly woman was an alcoholic and all she'd eaten in that time was two tablespoon of oatmeal. She wouldn't let me close my room's door and her cigarette smoke flooded my space, thus
forced to leave. Immediately following, I found a good job as
a relief caregiver in a foster home also on the coast, that included housing, go figure! That lasted until the chance meeting with my herbal life lesson and moving in with him. I really really
INjoyed that work and the elderly folks there I feel really liked me. We all connected on a
heart and soul level but this sort of made my boss envious and my job security shakey. I FULLY BELIEVE those
wise senior citizens, though all were
incapacitated in certain ways,
HELPED ME HEAL. How blessed my moments were when these friends were in them.
If you'd told me 10 years ago
I would eventually end up with a little HOUSE OF MY OWN,
I wouldn't have, couldn't have believed you. When we bought this home, I was
THE one that really really liked it, he didn't have feelings for it at all. I insisted the builder install certain upgrades before we moved in, mentioned ealier. My herbalist spouse best friend then, told me
to GO FOR IT thankfully, and SO I DID, made my home upgrades known and now I have my own home
JUST AS I WANTED IT. Again,
LIFE SUPPORTED ME. When my last RX7 broke, I had it fixed and promptly sold it. Living on the coast doesn't lend itself to having a car with a rotary engine. Mechanics here say they know how to work on them, and they do, charge BIG BUCKs, only for the problem to resurface. Even my
tried and true mechanic friend here tried to work on the car, didn't
charge much, but we both decided something had to change and it did! I was on my bike or walking for a short time to and from my little shop when one day I happened to take a slightly different route home.
I spotted Liberty sitting on a local car lot, she had JUST ARRIVED there and was being detailed...
imagine that!
LIFE SUPPORTED ME AGAIN. The house had come with a manually operated garage door but
my kids later all went together to buy me a garage door opener and
my oldest daugher and her hubby kindly installed it for me. I make monthly
house payments and will be for another 24 years, but they're a tad smaller than I'd probably be paying in rent, so
it's ALL GOOD. At times I get a
smidge concerned about major home maintenance costs. I got through the roof replacement
because I was working, but will have to have the house resided at some point. Where
those funds come from is anyone's guess.
BUT I DO TRUST that they
WILL COME when and as the need arises! Going back to my
favorite affirmation, always brings me an
inner peace as the tiniest little fear attempts to scare me... and that affirmation is...
I KNOW LIFE ALWAYS SUPPORTS ME! And it has and it does and it will continue to!
This is the
absolute FIRST time I've ever lived on my own, had always
been taken care of by a husband while fulfilling the responsibilities of wife and mother. So afer the end of my longest relationship(22 years), and following my spiritual awakening in '87, I went on my
SPIRITUAL QUEST to the Southwest(Sedona AZ). I found my Self finally
FREE to EXPLORE ME as I had been involved with a marriage and children since age 18, almost 19. Those few years spent
SPREADING MY WINGS felt absolute DIVINE and right on
PURPOSE. I was growing into my Self, I was
reclaiming my spirutality,
expanding upon my
belief system,
uncovering my truth,
feeling for my REAL reality. I remember when I left my graphic assistant position at the same community colllege where I'd graduated, the folks from my department
PASSED the HAT and gave me enough money to buy a motel room with for the trip to Arizona. I was leaving Oregon, where I'd lived all my life at one address, and was headed into an all
NEW ADVENTURE. I had experienced
SO MANY PPTs (
Persona
Power
Thrusts or those
"AHAA" moments), I couldn't not allow
MY SELF this journey into the
REALM of total NEWNESS. I'm that Aquarian and Oregon and Arizona are both Aquarian states so that vibrationally assisted me to feel good about my choice. It's based on their dates of statehood.
Oregon's is Valentine's Day, my
FAVORITE HOLIDAY of them all because
people focus on the HEART! My fellow workers had more fear of my new adventure of being out in the world and being FREE than did I. It was
very kind and thoughtful of them, but I slept in my car in a very
public parking area along a main highway and along with any number of
others doing the same thing. All was just fine.
Despite my Aquarian quirks and weirdness at times,
I POSSESS much COMMON SENSE and REASONING ability! I must tell you a story about working for that community college department that was also a big
LIFE LESSON for me. Not long after my spiritual awakening I began
oozing of joy, bliss and blissful states of being all the time. I am certain many, if not all of you, can relate to this! I couldn't contain my enthusiasm as I
could see and feel all the GOOD there was in EVERY moment.
I STILL DO! My full time job at the college had gone from full time to 3/4 time, but I hadn't
gotten the message that perhaps it was time to move on. I'd been there 4 years and during that time, awoke spiritually, experienced this
absolutely awesome fun summer with
a much younger man, let my spouse, reconciled and then divorced that long term relationship. The young man had registered for college classes from a distant eastern Oregon town. Thinking and feeling through enchancting summer's romp has the aroma of a great suntan oil I use to use while frequenting a tanning salon. The fragrance was of coconut, ginger and plumeria scents so was not only a perfume but an aromatherapy experience. My young friend and I both thoroughly INjoyed it as we would slurp it on our bodies or each other's body. He was offered a good job in Washington DC as a bodyguard to the president at the time, but messed up and missed out. When he ended up in military service he wrote to me asking if I'd send him a bandana satuated with that suntan. You know I gladly did so and did so with a
smile in my heart. Turns out during that time of my personal and growth packed escapde,
my spouse also had an affair that I knew nothing about UNTIL MINE surfaced. Mine truly served to help me
see MY WORTH as a female FINALLY, but those revelations and personal empowerment steps didn't save marriage in the end. We did however reconcile for a couple years but it finally became a closed chapter for both of us. For my part of those few years, they did however
expand self-confidence and ever more
COURAGE it would take to carry my Self through my
spiritual search for truth and further
personal growth.
Going back to the story about my job and the department I worked for and with, I still didn't
GET IT when my
job went from 3/4 time to 1/2 time. About that time my supervisor, a dear dear woman who was a
motherly type to everyone, called me into her office one day. She said very bluntly but with a kind tone in here voice,
"Cheryl, you are TOO HAPPY, you are DEMORALING the people in our department!." Her
EXACT words to me. HMMMM... I was rather stunned for a brief moment, but quickly gathered my Self and then said to her kindly but with strong conviction in my voice,
"Well then, I'll have to take my positive attitude some place where people will appreciate it." I gave my notice and was soon on the road to Arizona. All this happening prior to them passing the hat. (I legally changed my given name CHERYL to SALANDA upon moving to the coast in late '01. Salanda had been a pen name).
Mom had named me after Lana Turner's daughter(wanted to name me Judy but the neighbor woman beat her to it by a month and a half), and the name just didn't ever quite feel right to me. I mean
no offense to the other Cheryls of the world. I tell my little stories just because thoughts of them seem to flit through my mind as I'm writing or composing this blog entery. This, my feeble attempt to share
MY SELF with whomever may choose to read it. And if
YOU HAVE GOTTEN THIS FAR, dear sister,
YOU ARE indeed a very very
BRAVEHEARTED WOMAN, like I say in my blog introduction at the end of this narration. Seems if those thoughts happen during me composing a blog entry, they probably belong in the blog. And like I said at the beginning of this entry, it
wanders n meanders all around,
here and there, up and down, but does so
VERY TRUTHFULLY. I refelt EVERY experience, EVERY revelation, EVERY bit of magic over again as I lovingly and humbly put words into cyber space. I've absolutely
INjoyed painting my life out in the cosmos... it's where I
truly belong and parts of
me are indeed out there right now.
That's another blog entry though. THANK YOU BHW for allowing an Aquarian kook such a humble
vibrationally opportune moment. This is
another of those WIN/WIN moments. Or so I'd hope that just
one someone will benefit from this very LONG entry on some level. For it is just as life always is... up and down and all around, and sometimes
we simply need to feel a vibrational resonance with another, to validate our own search and desire to be empowered.
I hestitate to go into how hard it is for a woman on the coast to find a good handyman OR memories of the roof
replacement fiasco may come flooding back to my consciousness. Often they
tell you that they can do anything, but when
push comes to shove, they really
can't do much. Suffice it to say, I lost part of the ceiling in this
creative space but a male friend, who is in recovery here and has lived here
ALL of HIS life, repaired it for me. He and I have known each other for as long as I've lived on the coast, almost 20 years. His father was an alcoholic(trained his son in house painting and carpentry along their haphazzard life together) and his mother serves as a codenpendent to him now. I am forced to use TOUGH LOVE, but we work at being friends. We are just friends and he's my
maintenance guy who does the jobs I either can't do or choose not to. He's
good and he does it for free, as money is a
TRIGGER for him and he will buy booze. He is in MANY ways a
VICTIM, some going back to society's perceptions and malfunctions. He
KNOWS MUCH of what's behind his problems, one of which are the fillings in his mouth that should've been removed years ago. They
poison his system. In age he's between my two daughters, so again it seems I'm a surrogate parent or aunt or ??? I have helped him write letters to various state and county departments as he seeks help. I attempt to keep Him in the LIGHT by allowing his presence in my life. I hope it continues to help him until he gets the REAL help he needs. Or my
feeling is at some point he'll have
TAKEN all he can take. Perhaps it's meant for him to go Home early, but a soul who's human host makes that choice, has even more challenges the next time around in human form. I failed to trust him with the roof replacement project believing he might tweak out(he does from time to time), and leave me and my roof in the lurch. He actually put the roof on my house and did great job of it.
Such is life in a
SMALL coastal town but I won't now live any other place
UNLESS life offers me an
EVEN BETTER place. He
managed his behavior through the whole job(a week and a half) and did a
REALLY good job. However just days after completing the roof, he relapsed. I am here for him when he
needs a friend and feed him well while he's here making repairs or visiting. I share food abundances with him as I have them, as we are both into eating healthy. He's a
very spiritual person, but not having any experience with addictiive behavior or drug and alcohol abuse, I
can only do so much. He knows
how and where to go for or get help, he's been doing that for a LONG TIME. At one point
he suggested to a judge to commit him to Oregon's mental health hospital. He spent the
next 5 years there. You'd think they'd have helped him, but they simply housed and fed him as he earned his way toward a fairly free existence there by being a good resident. I either personally deliverd CARE PKGS or sent them.
We're both air signs, we get along quite well especially when he's having a good couple days or a week or two. He hasn't once given me ANY reason to believe that I AM IN DANGER, he respects me very deeply. This tells me
much of HIM is RIGHT and only some small areas of
his BEINGNESS needs some very REAL help. In fact he was just here to borrow my electric drill and got some nails and screws and a 2 X 2 he needed for a project. He's walking home with them now. He doesn't drive, and is
FINALLY SETTLED into a good housing situation his disability income can afford and that he resonates now that he made many repairs and improvements. He's tried to hold down jobs, use to keep them for a year or so, but anymore it has become too challenging for him to keep them. He has though
finally found stability on some level and I and my heart are
most happy for him. He's in another relationship that is however doomed, I always see it coming before their haphazzard end unfolds. But he manages to pull up and out of it each time. I do
HOPE and PRAY one day He WILL be
enabled to
ASSUME RESPONSIBILITY for his life, for his choices and
do away with assigning blame. When one points any FINGER of BLAME, it's a sign that a
an issue has
is not healed. But standing in the middle of it's hard to
SEE IT so.
I have lots of storage... I can actually stand up under the back third of my house and can keep those not often used items there out of my way. My brother wired in lights under there for me recently as well as under the decks so I
can go out and collect my laundry after dark, or retrieve a needed item from under the house without a flashlight or getting bruised up. My greenhouse also serves as storage for my gardening stuff, leftover building materials and ladders.
I hope to actually grow stuff out there one day such as mixed salad greens, onions, garlic and start flowers from seeds for spring plantings. I know you're thinking
she didn't mention tomatoes, they are so good home grown, but I don't do them anymore, they aren't good for my
bloodtype or genotype. I attempt to eat foodstuffs
my body gets the MOST benefit from. My
blood type is B+ and my genotype is NOMAD, so I get to have certain meats, most veggies and fruits. It's said I can have dairy also, but
I attempt to stay away from most dairy products as doing
dairy actually leaches the calcium out of our human bones. I know the dairy ads says
every body needs milk,
not true! Why is it this country has the
highest incidence of osteoporosis and the highest dairy consumption? Hmmm 2 + 2 in this case =
do not do dairy! I guess those
6 1/2 years of 7 days a week dedication to working shoulder 2 shoulder with an awesome working herbalist,
counted for something. Wanted to help him build the business. I listened and learned. He's the one
that saved my life in the early 90's, after my NDE from which I was still very ill, partly from doctor induced internal damages, and of course that interal overgrowth of systemic candida. I didn't know what was wrong
until we crossed paths, with assistance of a guardian Angel, whispering to me,
"turn in here" as I drove past his small herb store. It was a day trip to the beach while still living with the folks, and after I could drive again.
I'll repeat this again because it has to do with
LISTENING to and HONORING heart's deepest desires. Turns out I had systemic candida so bad it was
growing around my heart like a dense cobweb, SYMBOLIC of someone
NOT listening to or honoring their HEART'S DEEPEST DESIRES. I would
lay down at night and my heart would seemingly stop beating. There was
only 1 horizontal position I found in
which my heart would then seemingly beat normally. It was pretty ugly as have been a number of my major LIFE LESSONS. But I
welcomed their experiences and now
thank them often. Funny how the
hardest lessons are the ones we just
can't forget! This is a
VERY GOOD thing for we spiritual beings having a human experience. I have overcome medical interventions that almost killed me, luckily they didn't do me in. I've come through devastating health issues without drugs, planned doctor appointments or the consumption of medications or invasive medical procedures and testings.
Primarily because I had no insurance coverage at the time or
finances to pay for treatment,
LUCKY ME! At some point
I'm sure I'll blog about some of my experiences, hoping that I might
save another from the clutches of similar such moments. The
ONE long thing I will say about this at this point...
LISTEN to your body's subtle SIGNALS telling you that something
is NOT RIGHT, pay attention to the
changes that occur slowly over time(this can be difficult). Attempt to eat healthy foods and combine your foods properly(simply put: don't eat protein with starches or vice versa)
, keep your colon clean, your
gall bladder and liver happy. Make sure you're properly
elminating bodily wastes(if you eat 3 meals a day, you should have 3 bowel movements) or you become a
TOXIC WASTE DUMP(no offense meant) and make sure you're properly digesting your food. Digestive enzymes are a great thing especially when lots of meat or cooked foods are being consumed. Cooked or canned foods have few digestive enzymes left to help in their absorption and a dirty colon makes this even more crucial. Sorry got off on another tangent, but all of this is so
VITAL if we're to be INSTRUMENTS Divine Inspiration's VIBRATIONS move through. We would be wise to have our human
CHANNELS clean and cleared for
ABSOLUTE reception capability... of said VIBRATIONAL input. This gift of being human RECEPTORS is very real, and IF IT TRULY is a
real connection a seeker desires to have with the ALL THAT IS or Divine wisdom or eternal truth, then one's avenue through which the higher vibrations flow.... MUST BE OPEN and CLEAR. Open mind, open heart, open channel equals a vibrational portal through which awesome results unfold.
I drive an
oldie but a goodie car, her name is LIBERTY, she's been real
good for me and to me. She's an
'85 Buick custom Skyhawk. You're not familiar with them because she's probably
the LAST ONE still on the road. During my next to last part-time job I GOT SMART, had a really
nice sound system installed in her along with
new speakers, so baby I can
crank up my FAVORITE TUNE when it's playing. There's even a USB port in her glove box, though I'll probably not have a laptop, oh well. I also had
mag wheels put on her as 2 of her stock rims were out-of-round. I also had
new shocks n
struts installed. Thankfully so, as she got called into
HEAVY DUTY later on in our relationship. Her body is like mine,
sort of used and dinged up, but with lots of
use left in 'er. She even has manually operated windows, so
no more issues with power window malfunctions.(I drove RX7s, the 83, 84, 85 models, loved 'em, fit me like a glove, owned 4 different ones, even had 1 painted purple. The
vanity plates I ran on the RX7s read:
STR SHP). Here's just one RX7 story... and I share here just because it's memory came sweeping through my NOW moment....I recall once
speeding along(had to to keep pace with everyone else) on a
6 or 8 lane freeway near Disneyland in an RX7 with the STR SHP plates. All of a sudden
a car started pursuing me. I thought
what the heck and began avasive maneauvers, just for
some RX7 fun! When the driver,
a young male and his car got up next to me,
he looked me over. I could see this
look come over him as if to say, "YOU'RE NOBODY famous! That was funny. So we both slowed down and
started driving only 10 or 15 miles an hour over the speed limit, which on the freeways down there
is normal, but surely
isn't normal for where I live NOW. Amazing isn't how
life is always changing and lives are
always in some sort of flux.
Keep it goin' baby... your
love for change that is. Cuz the moment you
dislike change, tell your Self
you like it like it is, the moment you get
ridgid toward the thought of change... your LIFE stops and you
begin pushing life's GOODNESS out of your life by your own
choice. Change is a
CONSTANT on earth, this
everyone on earth should real-ize, or life will surely find a way to
introduce you to its CHANGES.
Currently 1
LUXURY I do allow myself and my life are the vanity plates on the
old Buick. They read:
PAZ ZAP. I believe
paz is spanish for peace, so I'm a
PEACE ZAPPER! Or I am
peace... coming n going, which ever way you look at it! I will
post an image of Liberty at some point, she is afterall,
a true friend and a loyal servant to the cause of conveying me and my heart to and fro. One thing I really enjoy about her,
she has these wing windows in the back(she's a 2 door model), that I push out for air flow. There isn't all the
noise of an opened window up front while I'm driving. She's been
my pickup truck actually... when landscaping my garden areas... I hauled over
230 cement terrace blocks in her, 20 at a time. Most fortunately, I only live
over the hill from the local hardware. I have
hauled 2X4's that hang out her passenger window,
sacks of cement, packages of
roofing material, really heavy stuff, well the
cement blocks were too. And through it all Liberty's been a
steadying influence in my life. And
SHE's A CAR! Funny isn't what brings a person
JOY and
FEELINGS of
pleasant satisfactions. My mechanic here locally, who is
REALLY good and
VERY affordable,
has PROMISED me he will keep 'er on the ROAD 4 a LONG LONG time. When I bought her in 3/02 she ONLY HAD 43,500 original miles on her then and only just over 100,000 now. She had been
registed to a Gertrude and an Antoinette, whom I imagined might've been elderly spinster sisters or cousins, since they didn't use her much. I could tell she'd been
parked alot and on a carport where the sun hit certain parts of her a great deal of the time. She came from a
large city inland from the coast and SO NO RUST, buying a car from the coast is NOT a good idea. Enough for now about
my friend LIBERTY. Thanks for
indulging me and my
momentary blogging lapse to reflect on a
GOOD THING in my life, my kid the car. She's a key part of my living alone and feeling
good about it.
By the way, I park my LIBERTY in a
single car garage, which I am very
proud of since most my neighbors have
double car garages and can't park
just one of their cars inside! Here at the coast it's great if you can
park your car inside, as the
ocean air is hard on cars, wears 'em down faster. I live in a nice middle incomed
neighborhood that doesn't have street lights that burn all night, which I'm so thankful for. I'm at the end of a quiet culdesac with a forested area behind my home(repeating my Self, again). And just over the hill and within walking distance is the old movie theater(lots of charisma), a grocery store, a hardware(
MY SECOND HOME), my bank, a fish market, several restaurants, a gas station, the community center(includes a senior center
which I only visit during tax time so AARP will do them for free, but now
I don't have to file anymore).
So I live close in but it
doesn't feel at all like I live in town, which really
adds to the ambiance and the
creative energies that I enjoy using often. From my home I have some 5
WALKING LOOPS I can make use of. The longest takes
55-60 m Seems something happened to the rest of this blog entry. I apologize for that. There are
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