If you never go to see a movie, please make an exception for Michael Moore's "Sicko". You will be blown away with the ugly truth behind this administration. This country is in third world standings when it comes to health care I'm embarrassed to admit.
The show begins by showing people without insurance...who wait for hours in emergency rooms. In LA people in hospitals who can't pay are taken in a taxi to be released on skid row..still in their hospital gowns.
People who do have insurance find that in some instances the insurance company retracts and patients end up having to foot the bill which most times totals thousands of dollars. These people lose everything, their home, their car.
And this administration allows this to continue in fact is behind it. Men and women in Congress and the Senate are paid very well by lobbyist to turn a blind eye to the evil doings of large drug and insurance companies. Bottom line they are out to rip people off to get rich.
Refusing to approve medical treatment saves large insurance companies millions and they have doctors willing to do their dirty work. Many times insurance companies bale in midstream; meaning, that you think they will cover your expenses and then the insurance company finds some petty loop hole to not pay and patients are stuff paying the bill because the treatment has already been administered.
A first responder from 9 11 with lung ailments says that he feels the insurance company is putting him off - waiting for him to die. And in all truthfulness he is probably correct.
So Michael Moore went to Canada; London, England, Paris, and Cuba and found excellent caring doctors and practically free medications. People pay taxes which covered their health care, dental, nannies, and all for free. Immediately, I noticed the people in these countries were so much more calm then people you see here in the United States. All their education is free, even college. Yes, in all of these countries. People do not need to be stressed in these countries.
Yes, people of America, we are being made fools of by our money hungry, evil government. In these other countries people are the boss and the government is afraid of them. Yes, people in England and France protest regularly and demand decent health care and get it. They demand jobs too and get them.
Well you know how it is in the United States...we are taking for a ride each day. Our government rips us off and allows industries and big businesses to rip us off too. We have no one in our corner. We live amongst a pack of money hungry, evil, wolves and the Bush Dynasty and cronies are the hungriest.
The first responders who could not get help from our own insurance of federal government for their respiratory illness found help in Cuba...for free. An inhaler that costs $125.00 in the U. S. cost less than five cents in Cuba.
We have no ethical or moral support for mankind in this country I am so embarrassed to say. So, everyone needs to go see "Sicko" by Michael Moore and face reality..you are being made a fool of, taken for a ride, if you will. Your government is making a mockery of you by allowing needless wars for oil and money, ill healthy care, super expensive drugs and allowing just every company in the country to rip you off.
If this administration doesn't get impeach, the whole lot of them, then there is something dreadfully wrong going on and the Democrats are in on it too!
I say in ten than 20 years if this country goes on the way it is.. we will indeed become a poor, wreckage third world country, with sick and dying and starving people. This administration is insane with power and greed and once more they think we are too stupid to know what is really going on! They just plain do not care and are making fools of us by allowing dirty, wrong, unethical practices to continue. In fact Bush got one of the biggest payoff by allowing drug and insurance companies to rip off people. He has also allows industries and big businesses to work off shore and out source work to avoid taxes and to find cheap labor aboard. This country will go down the toilet if this keeps up.
It's no longer the poor that are getting kicked while they are down; it's the middle class now too, that is dropping away, out of the monetary comfort zone. Fewer and fewer people are still considered middle class. I believe 1989 was the last time that minimum wage workers could afford to pay decent rent. Why most teachers are even slipping out of the middle class and can't even afford to buy a home on their salaries.
This country is a mess. After seeing the movie I want to live in London, Paris or Canada. Or even Cuba. The medical practitioners care about their patients and are not out to get flirty rich like the leaders of this country and the insurance companies and drug companies and oil companies all of which the present administration both sides of the aisle get kick backs. What the hell are they going to do with all that money.
With socialist medicine the rich look out for the poor and everyone is treated equally. Doctors make a decent living in England and elsewhere. In fact, they have incentives to make people healthier faster. If they get one person to stop smoking they get what is equivalent to a bonus. They get rewarded for doing good something we have never heard of in this country. This country wreaks of evil doings.
The media works for this administration and promotes fear and alarm in hold people in place. People in other countries feel sorry for us and know they have it like heaven compared to our dog eat dog societies. They have no worries.
One man from England had no insurance here and found a tumor. So he went back to England where he had paid no taxes and was taken care of, he thought he should have three months off to recuperate and he got it with full paid. England's government paid 65 percent and his company paid 35 percent. Other countries have been given a bad, untruthful rap by our media and administration saying everyone else's health care if so bad in other countries..not true. Actually, everyone else's health care is so much better than ours..we are the suckers...we have been had by our own government. A government by the people for the people (total bull shit). We have a government by crooks wanting to get richer for crooks wanting to get richer by ripping off the citizens of this country.
Our government needs a total make over. First of all impeach the whole lot of them. Second, get rid of all of the lobbyist...all of them. Forbid favors and campaign promises by big business to candidates.
Get on your knees people and pray for good health and be safe.
Seems everything this present administration gets into is scandalous and evil...the firing of the judges in retaliation, the outing of the CIA agent, and anything else. The war...for sheer greed and profit. Watch out, Cheney has an evil temper; a "I will get you" temper. Once more, they don't care.
Now, I predict that Jeb Bush will be the next president and if they want it...they will see to it.. no matter who votes or how they vote. They do what they want..they are tyrant in an imperialistic government...fasist government. They don't care about you only about lining their own greedy pockets.
Just beware and don't even think about getting sick..because the insurance companies are not out to hand out only to receive your premiums month after month.
Yes, in these other countries everyone was slender, calm, healthy and well taken care of by their government as it should be....government for the people by the people.....
HMO's started in 1972 and when Erlichmen told Nixon, that insurance companies would make and save money by not treating the sick...Nixon smiled and said.. okay go with it.
Yeah the good of USA. It saddens me...why are our leaders such crooks and greedy people?
Friday, June 29, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
An Adventure in Bicycling and Restored Faith
It was a brainstorm. For some reason I thought I had to bicycle seventy miles from home to a little Missouri wine town along the Katy Trail called Herman.
Packed up with gifts in toll from my friend, I headed out early afternoon on Friday. Traffic was a gas; and why are stop lights always at the top of steep hills? I'm out there, in the left turn lane with the rest of them, only they, the drivers, probably aren't praying out loud like I am. "Hail Mary full of grace."..and "Angel of God my guardian near.." No matter how you look at it, wrong or right, they're just bigger than I am and unpredictable.
Finally, I made my way to the trail...on chat now, fine rock, noisy under my wheels. A little dusty too. My 25c's with carbon streak down the center, ignoring the sharp edges of the chipped pieces of rock. I"m on my way. Backpack in toll with a few things and a three pound tent. It's a good tent but for the life of me can't figure out the two in the one to two man tent as labeled.
I pedal on, greeting bicyclist coming from the opposite direction. I see an older couple, well, about my age; they are weighted down with back packs but their bicycles has panniers too. I don't have that option on this bike. I'm thinking, maybe I should have gotten a cross-over bicycle instead of a regular road bike. The tires are 28c and with a little tread. But, mine seem to do okay. I pray a lot. I pray that I don't have any break downs of any kind, me or the bicycle.
By the time I get to Defiance, the pack is becoming quit heavy and weighting on my back and bottom. So, I'm thinking maybe I'll leave a few things at the bike shop in Defiance and pick them up on the way back. As I begin to fill the box, the owner so graciously gives me, I think maybe if I could just strap the tent across my handlebars I'll be fine. Wish I would have brought bungee cords now..but I brought my combination chain lock, wrapped in plastic...so maybe. I thank the guy anyway, he is looking all over for bungee cords...I stop him from searching as I discovered wrapping the chain lock around my handlebars and around the tent bag does work. I'm thrilled to death when I find that it does hold in place.. and my back is smiling with relief. A prayer answered.
I ride on, through the breezy warmth of the afternoon, mile after rocky, field road like, miles. For hours. I munch on Jelly Bellies candy and sip Monster energy drink from my insulated bike bottle. It's getting near dusk now. I'm should be coming upon Herman soon...it's right along the trail..isn't it? According to my mileage: 73 miles, I should have been there by now. I decided to pull out the map and take a look? What? I missed it. It is South of the Trail down Highway 19. What highway 19? A car turns in front of me with a little one strapped in the back safety seat. The guy gets out after I wave him over. He says, I need to go three miles back, over the bridge of Louve River, underneath 19 through the tunnel, climb up the hill and get onto 19 that way. He offers to strap my bike on top of his car, as he roots for bungee cords in this hatch back. I'm thinking my bike would scratch the top of his car. I said...it's okay, I'll just pedal fast and I'll make it before it gets dark. Cars are coming now towards us with headlights on. I'm thinking, once again, oh god, help me. I pedal like hell and pray Hail Mary...we're becoming very close..
Finally, the bridge, the tunnel, I climb up the hill cross 19 and pedal on the nice wide shoulder of the highway. Sweet! I'm thinking I'll get there in no time now. Then the big neon traffic alert sign on my side of the road ahead of me...warns me that with new bridge construction there is no shoulder between bridges. What does that mean? Are there two bridges that I have to cross? No shoulder? Oh no! Oh God!
It's dark now as I approach the bridge riding along side safety barrels now that are squeezing me out into the middle of the lane. I see a man walking a dog in the new construction zone. It's all rock. I cut in and get off my bicycle. I want to ask him if there is another way around all this to get into Herman, which is located just right on the other side of the river. I see town lights on the hill sides but I also notice there are no lights on the old bridge which I need to cross...something is telling me "don't even try it".
Then I see a pick up truck way ahead in the new construction. It appears to be a worker inspecting the progress of the new bridge. I see back up lights as he turns around to head out, my way. I wave. He stops. I immediately relax as I see he has a woman with him, probably his wife. They are both Hispanic. I ask him if I can get across the new bridge into Herman. He said that it was all open yet that there was no way across that way. I told him I was trying to get across to Herman.
At that point I'm thinking that I am totalling lost. What will I do? Pitch my tent on the rocks and spend the night there. I see he has a pick up. I could offer him ten bucks to throw my bike in the back and me too. Then he says. "I can follow you across the bridge." Bingo! I said. "Oh wow. You would do that? With your emergency lights flashing?" He nods. "Oh thank you!" And off we go. I swore to ride as fast as I could. I pedal like hell up the entrance of the bridge. He stays a comfortable distance behind me. This is so cool, I'm thinking and I cry because the man was so nice...and the other man before him who wanted to me help me makes me cry too. I cry, because I know they are guardian angels sent to help me. My faith is renewed. My love for man is restored. This is truly a magical moment and a life changing experience I will never forget; an experience that makes me feel one with the universe. Yes, we are all connected.
I pedal like hell. My aching back and bottom forgotten totally now. I turn slightly to cross bridge drains at an angle. I made it without my tires getting stuck. Thank god! I dodge bumps and cracks and holes and finally I'm across. He comes by me. I yell "thank you.." and truly mean it from the bottom of my heart. He is god to me. He slows to nod and six cars and trucks wait even longer to get going impatiently wanting to speed through town. But they know why now; the reason for the hold up...the slow going. There she is standing over her bicycle now. They understand.
Okay, it's time to find the park now.. I stop near a lighted sign honoring the gifted people of the town. It's bright. I can see my notes written on my map. A couple walks up. They seem alright, safe. He points in the direction of the park and says I can't miss it. She digs. "You're traveling along?" as if to say...look at me.. I have a man! You have to travel along, not me. I let that go by and concentrate on what I have to do next. I thank them and ride on. I see the sign that tells me the park is this way. I guess I should have turned further down where he told me to; as it was I passed two ball diamonds riding against blinding lights. The lights must have blinded the guy headed toward me in the Camaro, because he about side swiped me; he was so busy watching the girls play ball he about killed me. To think I made it across the bridge for this....there was no way I was taking the ditch. He got within two feet and I think when and only when I came into his line of vision did he pull the steering wheel the other way. Finally! I was so tired I didn't even get shook up or mad, surprisingly enough. I think by then I knew my guardian angels were truly with me on this trip.
I asked two couples talking near the pool where the tent camping grounds where. God, how I wanted to jump in the pool and rinse the dust off. She directed me easily enough and was very friendly. I saw the RV's then and the single tent. I see it's a young family of four. Perfect. I camp near them, my adopted family for the night.
It was then I heard the loud "rib-it" of the must have been huge bull frog. Little did I know he would keep his song up all night. My tent went up easily. I'm tired. I took a shower in the shower house and I"m ready to rest now. I figure the traffic across the creek will die down soon, it's ten at night..oh but it's Friday night. Oh well! It's noisy on the street, kids across the way are bouncing a basketball, the little kids are crying now, the traffic is zooming by and the bull frog croaks his merry greetings, but I don't care. I lay there crying as I think of the two guys who helped me. I'm safe and my faith in mankind is restored. I wonder was this the purpose of the whole trip. Was this the reason I had such a strong undeniable urge to take this trip.. on my own? My life is changed .. for the better...forever.
I envy people who can just sleep anywhere, through anything; I'm not one of them, of course, I knew that ahead of time. I've been like this all of my life. My heart doesn't slow worrying about crossing back over the bridge in the morning. I figure I'll get up early before everyone else is up and about and the traffic will be light. I munch a little on the huge pretzel I bought after the brewery in Augusta stopped selling food earlier today. I'm not hungry. I'm too tired to be hungry, and anxious. I'm feeling grateful and anxious. Why? I wonder, the universe is clearly on my side. Yet my humanness keeps me concerned. I power my cell phone on to check the time...it's 12:30 now. Then 2:30. At 3:30 I think I"ll probably doze now...as I still hear some traffic, but it's lighter now...the kids are sleeping, basketball is gone...but the bull frog croaks on. It's okay though, I've grown accustomed to it..and can almost tune it out. I do think I dozed off then..for awhile.
It's amazing to me and I think it must be the yoga for the ground doesn't seem all that uncomfortable to me. It's getting chilly though and I pull clothes out of my backpack to cover with. I knew I should have dried off with the hand towel and left the bath towel dry for covering...but I'm okay. I love these towels, they are small and compact and fold to a small size, perfect for travel or the health club pool, that doesn't provide towels. What a find I think...as I doze off.
The birds begin to sing so I know it won't be long before day break. I'm wide awake and begin to put my stuff away and take down and fold my expensive but handy dandy tent I have become fond of. It set up in a snap..and packs away small..and weights 3.5 pounds. I'm still not really hungry but snack on a Nature Valley health bar and drink some water. As I did during the night I pee in a cup in the tent and empty it by slinging the contents far out onto the grass. Sometimes it just nice to travel along and you can do such things in your tent. I think I would be more shy and polite if someone was there with me.
Anyway, I'm off and ready to go. My back aches a bit when I sling the pack on. My bottom feels sore when I straddle the seat but I'm off. I cross the bridge without problems as only two cars get into the other lane to go around me. I'm thinking, if anyone even bumps me it's in the river I'll go..there are only two widely spaced horizontal bars separately me from the mighty Missouri rapidly flowing below me. I'm glad to get across it.
The shoulder rides nicer away from the sleep bumps.. I stop at a service station quick stop and fill up on SoBe Energy drink. I love the stuff. I put one in my bike bottle and the other in the backpack with the orange juice I bought and more Nature Valley health bars. I begin to ride.
Oops slight mistake what was I thinking, now my backpack is heavy again, even more so. I try to drink the energy drink and orange juice fast as I pedal back east now...back on the bumpy, noisy, rocky, field road of a trail. Gee, this section only has a few big tractor tire marks to bump over...not bad.
I see rabbits galore in the early morning sun and mist. I pedal on. Now I'm looking for a trash can. It amazes me how people respect the trail so; there is not one piece of paper or empty bottle of any kind in sight; not the whole seventy plus miles that I have ridden...and that alone makes me want to cry, besides my burning bottom. But then I think, unlike the people who own that one house on the trail that has barbed wire around their front and side yards, that it's the type of people who are interested in using trails like this...usually health minded, environmentally minded, all around nice people. The trails are greet to see and greet like minded friendly people. As I sat on my backpack many times taking a breather, many who pedaled by, mostly men, asking if I was okay. But, in general men and women are very nice on the trails and always ready to help one another. I wonder, is it the sheer might of the nature of the big vehicle that makes drivers more aggressive and litterers? The safety of the enclosed capsule? I think people who walk and ride bicycles are more apt to greed one another...and it gives me a hometown feeling. Can't say though that I would cherish living away from the city, even though it is a lot cooler away from auto heat and rising street heat. It's nice and quiet though on the trail, away from speedy traffic, and that part is nice.
When I think of all the horrible places to have a flat tire or break down along the trail I shake inside. I know that I was darn lucky. Because when you get further out...there are no people to be seen...no help. I prayed my thankfulness. I know that I am fortunate and very blessed.
There is a whole lot of time to think about things out there along on the trail. I know that I am very grateful. Soon I finally come upon Augusta and it's getting hot. But, I don't want to stop at the brewery on the hill again so I pedal seven more miles to Defiance where I get a hot dog and engage in much appreciated lively conversation with a couple of women who are out riding on the trail. I offered the one, more talkative women, fifty bucks to take me to St. Louis...and she laughs. I'm thinking that I will leave my stuff at the lake house and it will be easier to pedal the last six miles through traffic...then I think..no then I'll have to drive back and get my stuff... I'll just call a cab....then I think that I'll check in with my friend.. I thought she might be busy but she offers to come get me. I can barely pedal the rest of the way, I am so in pain with my bottom burning... I try like hell and in vain to find a comfortable spot....the backpack gets heavier and heavier. A few times I threw the pack on the ground then sat on it..taking my helmet off, drinking water. I'm tired; I'm dirty but I inch my way onward..finally, I'm back on pavement, as I climb the big hill and cross the river. Back to civilization here I come! I know within four short miles I can sit on my butt and rest and get a ride back home. Funny as soon as it's over... I feel better already.
When I got up Saturday morning in Herman I had 80 miles exacting on my trip odometer, and when I arrived at the Lake House I had 146 miles total and a sore bottom, but that was it. I praised the lord and thanked the universe for my safe trip and lack of joint or muscle pain ...anywhere. I know that I am very gifted and blessed. Life is good! Good samaritans and friends - priceless. What a trip and what a lesson in gifts of mankind.
I feel raised to a higher spiritual level now... I am connected with the universe and the spirit world. What a loving, learning experience. Well, I'm glad I got that brainstorm out of my system.
Packed up with gifts in toll from my friend, I headed out early afternoon on Friday. Traffic was a gas; and why are stop lights always at the top of steep hills? I'm out there, in the left turn lane with the rest of them, only they, the drivers, probably aren't praying out loud like I am. "Hail Mary full of grace."..and "Angel of God my guardian near.." No matter how you look at it, wrong or right, they're just bigger than I am and unpredictable.
Finally, I made my way to the trail...on chat now, fine rock, noisy under my wheels. A little dusty too. My 25c's with carbon streak down the center, ignoring the sharp edges of the chipped pieces of rock. I"m on my way. Backpack in toll with a few things and a three pound tent. It's a good tent but for the life of me can't figure out the two in the one to two man tent as labeled.
I pedal on, greeting bicyclist coming from the opposite direction. I see an older couple, well, about my age; they are weighted down with back packs but their bicycles has panniers too. I don't have that option on this bike. I'm thinking, maybe I should have gotten a cross-over bicycle instead of a regular road bike. The tires are 28c and with a little tread. But, mine seem to do okay. I pray a lot. I pray that I don't have any break downs of any kind, me or the bicycle.
By the time I get to Defiance, the pack is becoming quit heavy and weighting on my back and bottom. So, I'm thinking maybe I'll leave a few things at the bike shop in Defiance and pick them up on the way back. As I begin to fill the box, the owner so graciously gives me, I think maybe if I could just strap the tent across my handlebars I'll be fine. Wish I would have brought bungee cords now..but I brought my combination chain lock, wrapped in plastic...so maybe. I thank the guy anyway, he is looking all over for bungee cords...I stop him from searching as I discovered wrapping the chain lock around my handlebars and around the tent bag does work. I'm thrilled to death when I find that it does hold in place.. and my back is smiling with relief. A prayer answered.
I ride on, through the breezy warmth of the afternoon, mile after rocky, field road like, miles. For hours. I munch on Jelly Bellies candy and sip Monster energy drink from my insulated bike bottle. It's getting near dusk now. I'm should be coming upon Herman soon...it's right along the trail..isn't it? According to my mileage: 73 miles, I should have been there by now. I decided to pull out the map and take a look? What? I missed it. It is South of the Trail down Highway 19. What highway 19? A car turns in front of me with a little one strapped in the back safety seat. The guy gets out after I wave him over. He says, I need to go three miles back, over the bridge of Louve River, underneath 19 through the tunnel, climb up the hill and get onto 19 that way. He offers to strap my bike on top of his car, as he roots for bungee cords in this hatch back. I'm thinking my bike would scratch the top of his car. I said...it's okay, I'll just pedal fast and I'll make it before it gets dark. Cars are coming now towards us with headlights on. I'm thinking, once again, oh god, help me. I pedal like hell and pray Hail Mary...we're becoming very close..
Finally, the bridge, the tunnel, I climb up the hill cross 19 and pedal on the nice wide shoulder of the highway. Sweet! I'm thinking I'll get there in no time now. Then the big neon traffic alert sign on my side of the road ahead of me...warns me that with new bridge construction there is no shoulder between bridges. What does that mean? Are there two bridges that I have to cross? No shoulder? Oh no! Oh God!
It's dark now as I approach the bridge riding along side safety barrels now that are squeezing me out into the middle of the lane. I see a man walking a dog in the new construction zone. It's all rock. I cut in and get off my bicycle. I want to ask him if there is another way around all this to get into Herman, which is located just right on the other side of the river. I see town lights on the hill sides but I also notice there are no lights on the old bridge which I need to cross...something is telling me "don't even try it".
Then I see a pick up truck way ahead in the new construction. It appears to be a worker inspecting the progress of the new bridge. I see back up lights as he turns around to head out, my way. I wave. He stops. I immediately relax as I see he has a woman with him, probably his wife. They are both Hispanic. I ask him if I can get across the new bridge into Herman. He said that it was all open yet that there was no way across that way. I told him I was trying to get across to Herman.
At that point I'm thinking that I am totalling lost. What will I do? Pitch my tent on the rocks and spend the night there. I see he has a pick up. I could offer him ten bucks to throw my bike in the back and me too. Then he says. "I can follow you across the bridge." Bingo! I said. "Oh wow. You would do that? With your emergency lights flashing?" He nods. "Oh thank you!" And off we go. I swore to ride as fast as I could. I pedal like hell up the entrance of the bridge. He stays a comfortable distance behind me. This is so cool, I'm thinking and I cry because the man was so nice...and the other man before him who wanted to me help me makes me cry too. I cry, because I know they are guardian angels sent to help me. My faith is renewed. My love for man is restored. This is truly a magical moment and a life changing experience I will never forget; an experience that makes me feel one with the universe. Yes, we are all connected.
I pedal like hell. My aching back and bottom forgotten totally now. I turn slightly to cross bridge drains at an angle. I made it without my tires getting stuck. Thank god! I dodge bumps and cracks and holes and finally I'm across. He comes by me. I yell "thank you.." and truly mean it from the bottom of my heart. He is god to me. He slows to nod and six cars and trucks wait even longer to get going impatiently wanting to speed through town. But they know why now; the reason for the hold up...the slow going. There she is standing over her bicycle now. They understand.
Okay, it's time to find the park now.. I stop near a lighted sign honoring the gifted people of the town. It's bright. I can see my notes written on my map. A couple walks up. They seem alright, safe. He points in the direction of the park and says I can't miss it. She digs. "You're traveling along?" as if to say...look at me.. I have a man! You have to travel along, not me. I let that go by and concentrate on what I have to do next. I thank them and ride on. I see the sign that tells me the park is this way. I guess I should have turned further down where he told me to; as it was I passed two ball diamonds riding against blinding lights. The lights must have blinded the guy headed toward me in the Camaro, because he about side swiped me; he was so busy watching the girls play ball he about killed me. To think I made it across the bridge for this....there was no way I was taking the ditch. He got within two feet and I think when and only when I came into his line of vision did he pull the steering wheel the other way. Finally! I was so tired I didn't even get shook up or mad, surprisingly enough. I think by then I knew my guardian angels were truly with me on this trip.
I asked two couples talking near the pool where the tent camping grounds where. God, how I wanted to jump in the pool and rinse the dust off. She directed me easily enough and was very friendly. I saw the RV's then and the single tent. I see it's a young family of four. Perfect. I camp near them, my adopted family for the night.
It was then I heard the loud "rib-it" of the must have been huge bull frog. Little did I know he would keep his song up all night. My tent went up easily. I'm tired. I took a shower in the shower house and I"m ready to rest now. I figure the traffic across the creek will die down soon, it's ten at night..oh but it's Friday night. Oh well! It's noisy on the street, kids across the way are bouncing a basketball, the little kids are crying now, the traffic is zooming by and the bull frog croaks his merry greetings, but I don't care. I lay there crying as I think of the two guys who helped me. I'm safe and my faith in mankind is restored. I wonder was this the purpose of the whole trip. Was this the reason I had such a strong undeniable urge to take this trip.. on my own? My life is changed .. for the better...forever.
I envy people who can just sleep anywhere, through anything; I'm not one of them, of course, I knew that ahead of time. I've been like this all of my life. My heart doesn't slow worrying about crossing back over the bridge in the morning. I figure I'll get up early before everyone else is up and about and the traffic will be light. I munch a little on the huge pretzel I bought after the brewery in Augusta stopped selling food earlier today. I'm not hungry. I'm too tired to be hungry, and anxious. I'm feeling grateful and anxious. Why? I wonder, the universe is clearly on my side. Yet my humanness keeps me concerned. I power my cell phone on to check the time...it's 12:30 now. Then 2:30. At 3:30 I think I"ll probably doze now...as I still hear some traffic, but it's lighter now...the kids are sleeping, basketball is gone...but the bull frog croaks on. It's okay though, I've grown accustomed to it..and can almost tune it out. I do think I dozed off then..for awhile.
It's amazing to me and I think it must be the yoga for the ground doesn't seem all that uncomfortable to me. It's getting chilly though and I pull clothes out of my backpack to cover with. I knew I should have dried off with the hand towel and left the bath towel dry for covering...but I'm okay. I love these towels, they are small and compact and fold to a small size, perfect for travel or the health club pool, that doesn't provide towels. What a find I think...as I doze off.
The birds begin to sing so I know it won't be long before day break. I'm wide awake and begin to put my stuff away and take down and fold my expensive but handy dandy tent I have become fond of. It set up in a snap..and packs away small..and weights 3.5 pounds. I'm still not really hungry but snack on a Nature Valley health bar and drink some water. As I did during the night I pee in a cup in the tent and empty it by slinging the contents far out onto the grass. Sometimes it just nice to travel along and you can do such things in your tent. I think I would be more shy and polite if someone was there with me.
Anyway, I'm off and ready to go. My back aches a bit when I sling the pack on. My bottom feels sore when I straddle the seat but I'm off. I cross the bridge without problems as only two cars get into the other lane to go around me. I'm thinking, if anyone even bumps me it's in the river I'll go..there are only two widely spaced horizontal bars separately me from the mighty Missouri rapidly flowing below me. I'm glad to get across it.
The shoulder rides nicer away from the sleep bumps.. I stop at a service station quick stop and fill up on SoBe Energy drink. I love the stuff. I put one in my bike bottle and the other in the backpack with the orange juice I bought and more Nature Valley health bars. I begin to ride.
Oops slight mistake what was I thinking, now my backpack is heavy again, even more so. I try to drink the energy drink and orange juice fast as I pedal back east now...back on the bumpy, noisy, rocky, field road of a trail. Gee, this section only has a few big tractor tire marks to bump over...not bad.
I see rabbits galore in the early morning sun and mist. I pedal on. Now I'm looking for a trash can. It amazes me how people respect the trail so; there is not one piece of paper or empty bottle of any kind in sight; not the whole seventy plus miles that I have ridden...and that alone makes me want to cry, besides my burning bottom. But then I think, unlike the people who own that one house on the trail that has barbed wire around their front and side yards, that it's the type of people who are interested in using trails like this...usually health minded, environmentally minded, all around nice people. The trails are greet to see and greet like minded friendly people. As I sat on my backpack many times taking a breather, many who pedaled by, mostly men, asking if I was okay. But, in general men and women are very nice on the trails and always ready to help one another. I wonder, is it the sheer might of the nature of the big vehicle that makes drivers more aggressive and litterers? The safety of the enclosed capsule? I think people who walk and ride bicycles are more apt to greed one another...and it gives me a hometown feeling. Can't say though that I would cherish living away from the city, even though it is a lot cooler away from auto heat and rising street heat. It's nice and quiet though on the trail, away from speedy traffic, and that part is nice.
When I think of all the horrible places to have a flat tire or break down along the trail I shake inside. I know that I was darn lucky. Because when you get further out...there are no people to be seen...no help. I prayed my thankfulness. I know that I am fortunate and very blessed.
There is a whole lot of time to think about things out there along on the trail. I know that I am very grateful. Soon I finally come upon Augusta and it's getting hot. But, I don't want to stop at the brewery on the hill again so I pedal seven more miles to Defiance where I get a hot dog and engage in much appreciated lively conversation with a couple of women who are out riding on the trail. I offered the one, more talkative women, fifty bucks to take me to St. Louis...and she laughs. I'm thinking that I will leave my stuff at the lake house and it will be easier to pedal the last six miles through traffic...then I think..no then I'll have to drive back and get my stuff... I'll just call a cab....then I think that I'll check in with my friend.. I thought she might be busy but she offers to come get me. I can barely pedal the rest of the way, I am so in pain with my bottom burning... I try like hell and in vain to find a comfortable spot....the backpack gets heavier and heavier. A few times I threw the pack on the ground then sat on it..taking my helmet off, drinking water. I'm tired; I'm dirty but I inch my way onward..finally, I'm back on pavement, as I climb the big hill and cross the river. Back to civilization here I come! I know within four short miles I can sit on my butt and rest and get a ride back home. Funny as soon as it's over... I feel better already.
When I got up Saturday morning in Herman I had 80 miles exacting on my trip odometer, and when I arrived at the Lake House I had 146 miles total and a sore bottom, but that was it. I praised the lord and thanked the universe for my safe trip and lack of joint or muscle pain ...anywhere. I know that I am very gifted and blessed. Life is good! Good samaritans and friends - priceless. What a trip and what a lesson in gifts of mankind.
I feel raised to a higher spiritual level now... I am connected with the universe and the spirit world. What a loving, learning experience. Well, I'm glad I got that brainstorm out of my system.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
There is Power in Thoughtlessness..
Isn't that a fabulous thought. My friend came up with that during a golf game and it's oh so true. Sometimes it's better not to think so much about something and just do it.
It's like getting out of my clipless pedals on my bicycle..you can't think about it. Just practice getting in and out by sitting on the bicycle and holding onto something like a banister..practice and then just do it! Oh, of course, practicing this way means to have to pedal backwards. Some people say practice riding in grass. Well, I knew for sure, I would fall over then.
Parallel parking is another thing...just do it. It's not that hard. Don't be afraid of it.
Yes, there is power in thoughlessness..same goes for "The Secret". Dream it, ask for it, then leave it go..don't think about it any more. The universe will provide.
Life is grand. I wish to thank the universe for all of my many blessings of good health, safety, accident free journeys in the car, on foot and on bicycle. Thank you so much for keeping me safe, pain free, and healthy. Thanks for my many artistic talents and interest. Thanks for my abundance of energy, and wisdom and common sense...things that are truly priceless. Thanks for everything...the clean air I breath. My clear lungs. My ability to run at a good pace..to bike even better. Thanks for my dependable car, my little condo and all of my stuff; but most of all my precious friends and my lover. And so much for her. She's fun! I love her dearly. She's hot...too..thanks. If I'm leaving anything out... I thank you for it in advance. And thanks for the many blessings bestowed upon my many friends who, in fact, forget to thank you for their many wonderful blessings they enjoy.
Life is grand....remember...there is power in thoughlessness... I love that thought!
It's like getting out of my clipless pedals on my bicycle..you can't think about it. Just practice getting in and out by sitting on the bicycle and holding onto something like a banister..practice and then just do it! Oh, of course, practicing this way means to have to pedal backwards. Some people say practice riding in grass. Well, I knew for sure, I would fall over then.
Parallel parking is another thing...just do it. It's not that hard. Don't be afraid of it.
Yes, there is power in thoughlessness..same goes for "The Secret". Dream it, ask for it, then leave it go..don't think about it any more. The universe will provide.
Life is grand. I wish to thank the universe for all of my many blessings of good health, safety, accident free journeys in the car, on foot and on bicycle. Thank you so much for keeping me safe, pain free, and healthy. Thanks for my many artistic talents and interest. Thanks for my abundance of energy, and wisdom and common sense...things that are truly priceless. Thanks for everything...the clean air I breath. My clear lungs. My ability to run at a good pace..to bike even better. Thanks for my dependable car, my little condo and all of my stuff; but most of all my precious friends and my lover. And so much for her. She's fun! I love her dearly. She's hot...too..thanks. If I'm leaving anything out... I thank you for it in advance. And thanks for the many blessings bestowed upon my many friends who, in fact, forget to thank you for their many wonderful blessings they enjoy.
Life is grand....remember...there is power in thoughlessness... I love that thought!
Monday, June 11, 2007
What I believe
Personally, I'm not at all religious. I don't believe in god. I do believe in the power of the universe and that we are all connected at the molecular, qauntum physics level. Eveything is made up of energy, so are we. Electrical vibrating pulses of electrons and protrons beyond the levels of the cells. "The Field" by Lynne McTaggart " A quest for the secret force of the universe" is an excellent (although maybe difficult at times to comprehend,) book. In the book scientist are trying to prove that yes, we are all connected. Common sense tells me that.
Be thinking of someone you haven't seen for a long time and low and behold, they call you. Our thoughts are very powerful we only we believe in ourselves and the power we do have to control our reality. Dream it, ask for it (but be specific!) then forget about your request...then one day you realize in retrospect that what you asked for came true. Like attracts like. Put love out there, and get love back. Try it. Smile at someone, watch them smile back. Don't always wait for the other guy to go first.. try initiating the smile, the hellos, the outing plans. The loves I have had in my life are the ones I initiated..no one came to me. I invited them into my life..and don't be afraid. Be kind. And if they decline, well just thank you blessings and assume that they weren't the right one for you. Timing is everything. And in the spirit world four months is like a blink of an eye. My channeled friend, Eziekiel (spirit guide) told me that one time. Yes, I see a channeleronce in a while; about one a year, or every six months.
In retrospect, I do believe that past, present and future are all occuring at one time. See the DVD "What the Bleep Do We Know?" and its sequel: "How Far Down the Rabbit Hole Do You Want To Go?". Another excellent DVD is "The Secret".
See, the church, any church, would be put out of business if we were not sinners and needed to be saved. During the 1600, 1700, 1800 when ancient scriptures were discovered, I believe they were just written then to fit the aurthoritarian, male dominated superiority needs of the times.
I believe that if there was a "god" that he (why not she?) would not declare women secondary citizens and told to obey and honor men. That's ludicrous to me! That merely gives credence to my beliefs that human "men" wrote the scriptures to fit "their" and only there needs to control and manipulate the rest of the population into subserviant status. It's a hoax people! You've been had!
If there was a god, she would say "love everyone" and do not cheat the poor, desegregate, discriminate against gay people, women or the poor. If these religions were truly god like they would tell the rich to "share" the wealth amongst the poor. The Jerry Farewell's of religion would tell Bush to tell the banks, corporations, medical industry, insurance industry and credit card companies to treat people fairly and with respect and to stop tricking poor people and getting them hooked deeply into everlasting debt for your monetary gain. MBNA was one of the largest political contributors to the republican party and Bush lets them get away with unethical treatment of customers. Ethical - that's one word you sure do not hear in government or religion, or the corporate world. It's non-existent! Integrity - another non-existent word in the religious, corporate and world of government. When is enough, enough? How many millions do these people have to have to be happy? How many people do they have to ripe off in order to get their fill? There are no scrupels!
I believe that the power lies with me, and each and everyone of us, if we choose to tap into our inner powers. We are more powerful than you think. Of course, religion doesn't want you to know that...because then you wouldn't need them to "fix" you.
You do not need fixing. Just believe in yourself and stop trying to please everyone. Stop thinking that everyone else if "better" than you. You see, the church, the catholic chruch, taught us that we were no good sinners; that we should live in fear and shame. They even said that children were born evil and had to have the devils beaten out of them. Women, in the 1700's were burned at the stake, for having an alternative idea other than what they were told to think and say.
Remember the Christians Crusades? I believe between 1400 and 1600 where Christians killed non conformist. Yes, in the name of this so called god, they killed people who would not join the cause. Evil, yes!
Be thinking of someone you haven't seen for a long time and low and behold, they call you. Our thoughts are very powerful we only we believe in ourselves and the power we do have to control our reality. Dream it, ask for it (but be specific!) then forget about your request...then one day you realize in retrospect that what you asked for came true. Like attracts like. Put love out there, and get love back. Try it. Smile at someone, watch them smile back. Don't always wait for the other guy to go first.. try initiating the smile, the hellos, the outing plans. The loves I have had in my life are the ones I initiated..no one came to me. I invited them into my life..and don't be afraid. Be kind. And if they decline, well just thank you blessings and assume that they weren't the right one for you. Timing is everything. And in the spirit world four months is like a blink of an eye. My channeled friend, Eziekiel (spirit guide) told me that one time. Yes, I see a channeleronce in a while; about one a year, or every six months.
In retrospect, I do believe that past, present and future are all occuring at one time. See the DVD "What the Bleep Do We Know?" and its sequel: "How Far Down the Rabbit Hole Do You Want To Go?". Another excellent DVD is "The Secret".
See, the church, any church, would be put out of business if we were not sinners and needed to be saved. During the 1600, 1700, 1800 when ancient scriptures were discovered, I believe they were just written then to fit the aurthoritarian, male dominated superiority needs of the times.
I believe that if there was a "god" that he (why not she?) would not declare women secondary citizens and told to obey and honor men. That's ludicrous to me! That merely gives credence to my beliefs that human "men" wrote the scriptures to fit "their" and only there needs to control and manipulate the rest of the population into subserviant status. It's a hoax people! You've been had!
If there was a god, she would say "love everyone" and do not cheat the poor, desegregate, discriminate against gay people, women or the poor. If these religions were truly god like they would tell the rich to "share" the wealth amongst the poor. The Jerry Farewell's of religion would tell Bush to tell the banks, corporations, medical industry, insurance industry and credit card companies to treat people fairly and with respect and to stop tricking poor people and getting them hooked deeply into everlasting debt for your monetary gain. MBNA was one of the largest political contributors to the republican party and Bush lets them get away with unethical treatment of customers. Ethical - that's one word you sure do not hear in government or religion, or the corporate world. It's non-existent! Integrity - another non-existent word in the religious, corporate and world of government. When is enough, enough? How many millions do these people have to have to be happy? How many people do they have to ripe off in order to get their fill? There are no scrupels!
I believe that the power lies with me, and each and everyone of us, if we choose to tap into our inner powers. We are more powerful than you think. Of course, religion doesn't want you to know that...because then you wouldn't need them to "fix" you.
You do not need fixing. Just believe in yourself and stop trying to please everyone. Stop thinking that everyone else if "better" than you. You see, the church, the catholic chruch, taught us that we were no good sinners; that we should live in fear and shame. They even said that children were born evil and had to have the devils beaten out of them. Women, in the 1700's were burned at the stake, for having an alternative idea other than what they were told to think and say.
Remember the Christians Crusades? I believe between 1400 and 1600 where Christians killed non conformist. Yes, in the name of this so called god, they killed people who would not join the cause. Evil, yes!
China vacation..
Don't ask me why? Maybe they didn't do their homework first? Toilets that are merely holes in the ground...well, porcelain, toilet with only feet rest..no seat, flush (get the pun) with the floor so that you have to squat to poop or pee.
I hear that the Chinese believe that toilet seats are very dirty, so even if that is all they have available to use, they stand on the seat and squat. I guess that makes the seats filthier yet.
The group my friends travels with to China all have respiratory problems while visiting there due to the coal burning, smoke polluted air. The air was thick according to the pictures. And they said that they never saw the sun, ever, due to all the heavy coal smoke pollution in the air.
The water they drink is not totally pure of germs and bacteria. A lot of beer is consumed. A Busch is planning on building a huge brewery there.
High rise construction is abound. An airport was moved to a coastal landfill area in order to make room for move high rises and to make flying in and out safer. As it was pilots have to fly down a narrow path between high rises to the landing strip. So they used trash to fill in the washed away coast and built the landing strip there. Brilliant!
The very poor live among the very rich. About fifty percent of the people live in rural and each have about a quarter acre. My figures may be a bit off; but I think I'm close in proximity. The leaders of the country want to move more people to high rises in the city and leave more land space for more building. No land actually owns land there, the communist government wholes all the land.
The shortage of food to feed all the people there is becoming a problems. There are millions of people in each province, in each city. Rice is imported from America, white rice, believe it or not.
Everything sold in America just about is made in China. Just pick up anything and look underneath at the little gold sticker. From back packs to running shoes...all made in China or somewhere in the far East.
I think my friends all-in-all had a great experience, in retrospect. Now that they are back home safe and sound and have recovered from the extremely long flight, toilets on the floor, no toilet paper availability, dirty water, and heavily polluted air. So much for the Kyoto convention.
Yes, American and China were the two biggest countries to revoke the Kyoto plan. Bush was, I'm sure, giving big industry a break. We don't really have a president for say.
What we have is a bunch of big industries, unorganized, not working together, merely allowed to ripe off the American people as Bush sit back idly. The man hasn't a clue! He's not a president. He's Knockhead Smith on Howdy Doody having strings pulled to make him speak for the big companies who only care about profits and ripping off the American public.
We have credit card companies, lenders, auto makers and financiers, oil people, utility people and more, the medical insurance, home insurance, auto insurance, need I go on....all ripping us off to meet the share holders expectations. All thanks to the Bush dynasty this company in regards to global warming, drought (major aquifers and lakes are drying up all over the world), forest fires, coasts falling into the sea with rising glacier temperatures and just plain flirt is ruining this earth...all about big business wants to turn a profit.
People are ruthless and unethical. Where is the spirit in each of us? Where is the love. Greed appears to run ramp id. We are out of balance. Yin yang needs to become more feminine. There is too much testosterone greed, bullying and narrow mindedness to preserve this earth. Greed will ruin this planet. Now go out there and have a nice day......
I hear that the Chinese believe that toilet seats are very dirty, so even if that is all they have available to use, they stand on the seat and squat. I guess that makes the seats filthier yet.
The group my friends travels with to China all have respiratory problems while visiting there due to the coal burning, smoke polluted air. The air was thick according to the pictures. And they said that they never saw the sun, ever, due to all the heavy coal smoke pollution in the air.
The water they drink is not totally pure of germs and bacteria. A lot of beer is consumed. A Busch is planning on building a huge brewery there.
High rise construction is abound. An airport was moved to a coastal landfill area in order to make room for move high rises and to make flying in and out safer. As it was pilots have to fly down a narrow path between high rises to the landing strip. So they used trash to fill in the washed away coast and built the landing strip there. Brilliant!
The very poor live among the very rich. About fifty percent of the people live in rural and each have about a quarter acre. My figures may be a bit off; but I think I'm close in proximity. The leaders of the country want to move more people to high rises in the city and leave more land space for more building. No land actually owns land there, the communist government wholes all the land.
The shortage of food to feed all the people there is becoming a problems. There are millions of people in each province, in each city. Rice is imported from America, white rice, believe it or not.
Everything sold in America just about is made in China. Just pick up anything and look underneath at the little gold sticker. From back packs to running shoes...all made in China or somewhere in the far East.
I think my friends all-in-all had a great experience, in retrospect. Now that they are back home safe and sound and have recovered from the extremely long flight, toilets on the floor, no toilet paper availability, dirty water, and heavily polluted air. So much for the Kyoto convention.
Yes, American and China were the two biggest countries to revoke the Kyoto plan. Bush was, I'm sure, giving big industry a break. We don't really have a president for say.
What we have is a bunch of big industries, unorganized, not working together, merely allowed to ripe off the American people as Bush sit back idly. The man hasn't a clue! He's not a president. He's Knockhead Smith on Howdy Doody having strings pulled to make him speak for the big companies who only care about profits and ripping off the American public.
We have credit card companies, lenders, auto makers and financiers, oil people, utility people and more, the medical insurance, home insurance, auto insurance, need I go on....all ripping us off to meet the share holders expectations. All thanks to the Bush dynasty this company in regards to global warming, drought (major aquifers and lakes are drying up all over the world), forest fires, coasts falling into the sea with rising glacier temperatures and just plain flirt is ruining this earth...all about big business wants to turn a profit.
People are ruthless and unethical. Where is the spirit in each of us? Where is the love. Greed appears to run ramp id. We are out of balance. Yin yang needs to become more feminine. There is too much testosterone greed, bullying and narrow mindedness to preserve this earth. Greed will ruin this planet. Now go out there and have a nice day......
Sunday, June 10, 2007
happy times..
I could write about how the government gave credit card companies breaks on laws and rules regarding over charges and high risk interest rates.
The credit card companies were summoned to a Congressional meeting only to greet one another and call out attendance and which companies they represented. Then they were released..there was no hearing.
Several mothers had summons congressional leaders because college students were giving credit cards at the student union halls by certain credit card companies..the kids ended up so deep in debt in separate incidences and at different anniversaries..several hung themselves in their dorms.
Congress wrote and Bush passed a bill making it harder for people deep in debt to file bankruptcy.
Consumers must beware. Gone are days when banks wanted collateral and were stingy about lending money to just anyone. A borrower would have to be sure to have enough equity in their home or money in life insurance or savings bonds to back up the loan. The bank would want to hold the car title or there would be a lean against the house. In the past banks wanted to make sure they got their money back. Those days are gone. Now, banks want you to stay in debt till the day you die so they can continously make money off of you. Credit cards provide instant credit but should be used wisely and balances paid in full every month. I know that is very hard to do in today's economy where salaries have not stayed up with the cost of living and the price of rent or housing. So people have been relying more on credit cards to match the style of living they have grown accustomed to.
Credit cards should be considered a convenience in lieu of cash..not buying on time.
So, buyer beware not only of the good you are buying but of the method of payment for which you use.
I thing I found to be very interesting and that is the number of millions in this country is increasing. But, today in order to be a true millionaire one needs to have at least ten million... not just one million. And believe it or not millionaire worry about having enough to retire on..well and to continue with the high society life style that they have grown accustomed to.
So, we all have worried it appears, the poor, middle class and the rich. We all have our worries. Never enough no matter where we are in the financial society scale..it's never enough.
Frankly, I have enough. I live very simply and I like it. The things I enjoy most, walking, running, bicycling, drawing, writing and reading..just happen to be very inexpensive. And friends are priceless. When you look at it in those terms, without worry and with much love, then I believe that I am by for wealthier then those-so-called millionaires. Life is grand.
The credit card companies were summoned to a Congressional meeting only to greet one another and call out attendance and which companies they represented. Then they were released..there was no hearing.
Several mothers had summons congressional leaders because college students were giving credit cards at the student union halls by certain credit card companies..the kids ended up so deep in debt in separate incidences and at different anniversaries..several hung themselves in their dorms.
Congress wrote and Bush passed a bill making it harder for people deep in debt to file bankruptcy.
Consumers must beware. Gone are days when banks wanted collateral and were stingy about lending money to just anyone. A borrower would have to be sure to have enough equity in their home or money in life insurance or savings bonds to back up the loan. The bank would want to hold the car title or there would be a lean against the house. In the past banks wanted to make sure they got their money back. Those days are gone. Now, banks want you to stay in debt till the day you die so they can continously make money off of you. Credit cards provide instant credit but should be used wisely and balances paid in full every month. I know that is very hard to do in today's economy where salaries have not stayed up with the cost of living and the price of rent or housing. So people have been relying more on credit cards to match the style of living they have grown accustomed to.
Credit cards should be considered a convenience in lieu of cash..not buying on time.
So, buyer beware not only of the good you are buying but of the method of payment for which you use.
I thing I found to be very interesting and that is the number of millions in this country is increasing. But, today in order to be a true millionaire one needs to have at least ten million... not just one million. And believe it or not millionaire worry about having enough to retire on..well and to continue with the high society life style that they have grown accustomed to.
So, we all have worried it appears, the poor, middle class and the rich. We all have our worries. Never enough no matter where we are in the financial society scale..it's never enough.
Frankly, I have enough. I live very simply and I like it. The things I enjoy most, walking, running, bicycling, drawing, writing and reading..just happen to be very inexpensive. And friends are priceless. When you look at it in those terms, without worry and with much love, then I believe that I am by for wealthier then those-so-called millionaires. Life is grand.
Friday, June 08, 2007
Mighty Storms are Approaching..
I much prefer storms to occur during the day..so I can see them coming..and not lie in wait. I hear the thunder and see the lightening flash on my bedroom wall. It's daunting at best.
And I'm tired, some dumb alarm went off for 30 seconds twice this evening within about five or six hours, and I can't tell which of my many components in my telecommunications case is the culprit. So, now I'm out of sync now because I expect it to happen again, I just don't know the next time that the alarm will go off.
The storms are only beginning and will bring in a welcomed cool front.
Oh, I just thought of something. There is one particular gay guy in my run/walk group who dishes the dirt on me and loudly, I might add. No one laughs or even thinks his groundless insults are the lease bit funny! On the contrary, they are insulting remarks about my age. Is he jealous? Does he think he is cute? It's degrading and loud. How do I get him to stop? First I will try ignoring him..everyone else does...no one comments. Hopefully, if he has no audience maybe he'll give it up. He's making himself look like an old crabby, jealous, 1950's straight women. He is just too much of an traditional catty old lady for me to handle. In fact, I truly do not know how to handle him; so I choose from now one to "ignore" him. From behind while walking he yelled out an insult as I began running with my two young women friends. Not funny!
He started this stuff last year..making insulting "age" remarks. He has nothing on me. If he keeps it up.. I might begin to fire back..but that would only degrade myself to his insulting low level..so I won't do that. Okay, it's decided, if his remarks fall to no response, and he doesn't get some sort of reaction he'll go away or just self destruct.
I need to put an end to this before my birthday announcement begins in a few months...it's a big one. And personally, I rather not have the little old lady, worse than my mother, be spurring insults in front of everyone. He's is too catty, is that the word I'm looking for? I hate catty women! Why? And why - at my expense!
My young gay lesbian friends are as sweet as can be. Is he jealous? He is not included as one of the girls...another guy always needs to be included with us women and steps right up to the lesbian circle announcing his feminine needs...."if only I don't have to do anything" he acknowledges. Go away! I forget at times, inside, they are women...even if they are catty straight women inside and not lesbians. This is just getting too confusing for me! And they are insulting..yet they want to "fit in" with the girls. No sorry, I just don't get it!
Maybe I'll just say to the latter's catty remarks..."I would prefer if you were a "lesbian" not a "straight 1950's catty suburbanite." Some, only a couple, gay men can be so flip and catty...at my public display of offense, of course. Why do they always want to take someone down with them? It's just down right rude! Go home and clean or rearrange the furniture. Cook something! Just leave me alone!
And I'm tired, some dumb alarm went off for 30 seconds twice this evening within about five or six hours, and I can't tell which of my many components in my telecommunications case is the culprit. So, now I'm out of sync now because I expect it to happen again, I just don't know the next time that the alarm will go off.
The storms are only beginning and will bring in a welcomed cool front.
Oh, I just thought of something. There is one particular gay guy in my run/walk group who dishes the dirt on me and loudly, I might add. No one laughs or even thinks his groundless insults are the lease bit funny! On the contrary, they are insulting remarks about my age. Is he jealous? Does he think he is cute? It's degrading and loud. How do I get him to stop? First I will try ignoring him..everyone else does...no one comments. Hopefully, if he has no audience maybe he'll give it up. He's making himself look like an old crabby, jealous, 1950's straight women. He is just too much of an traditional catty old lady for me to handle. In fact, I truly do not know how to handle him; so I choose from now one to "ignore" him. From behind while walking he yelled out an insult as I began running with my two young women friends. Not funny!
He started this stuff last year..making insulting "age" remarks. He has nothing on me. If he keeps it up.. I might begin to fire back..but that would only degrade myself to his insulting low level..so I won't do that. Okay, it's decided, if his remarks fall to no response, and he doesn't get some sort of reaction he'll go away or just self destruct.
I need to put an end to this before my birthday announcement begins in a few months...it's a big one. And personally, I rather not have the little old lady, worse than my mother, be spurring insults in front of everyone. He's is too catty, is that the word I'm looking for? I hate catty women! Why? And why - at my expense!
My young gay lesbian friends are as sweet as can be. Is he jealous? He is not included as one of the girls...another guy always needs to be included with us women and steps right up to the lesbian circle announcing his feminine needs...."if only I don't have to do anything" he acknowledges. Go away! I forget at times, inside, they are women...even if they are catty straight women inside and not lesbians. This is just getting too confusing for me! And they are insulting..yet they want to "fit in" with the girls. No sorry, I just don't get it!
Maybe I'll just say to the latter's catty remarks..."I would prefer if you were a "lesbian" not a "straight 1950's catty suburbanite." Some, only a couple, gay men can be so flip and catty...at my public display of offense, of course. Why do they always want to take someone down with them? It's just down right rude! Go home and clean or rearrange the furniture. Cook something! Just leave me alone!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Permanent Enlightenment..
See it's true....
Daily OM: June 7, 2007DeekshaPermanent Enlightenment
"Deeksha (also spelled diksha) is a Sanskrit word, meaning benediction or invocation of divine help; in this case, a divine energy transfer. Described as a golden ball of energy descending into the head, this energy activates a shift in the brain, allowing you to realize your oneness with all creation. This is the true meaning of “enlightenment”—a state of mind that is in constant recognition of the reality of oneness. The cause of the majority of suffering in the world is a sense of separation, from the world itself, each other, and from our source. But the pure energy transferred through deeksha helps you realize that the sense of a separate self is an illusion. And, once this higher state of consciousness is attained, it is permanent.
To experience the divine energy transfer of deeksha, you do not need to change your lifestyle or make any vows. It is not limited to followers of any one religion, nor does it come with rules for the practice of a set of rituals. The state of mind attained with deeksha is not one that can be pursued or attained through personal effort. Only someone specifically trained can activate the various centers in the brain with their energy, initiating the process of change that allows an intelligent flow of cosmic energy to elevate you into an altered state, restructuring the brain and awakening the seeker to the awareness of wholeness and oneness. Since it is a biological event, it can be experienced by anybody. Though enlightenment doesn't happen instantly for everyone, lives have changed significantly in terms of overall happiness, a capacity for love, and a sense of peace. Those who have attained enlightenment say it is not a mystical state that takes you out of the world, but it allows you to experience the divine in everyday life. Because of this, each time another person accepts deeksha and raises their consciousness, all of us move toward the ultimate goal of uplifting the consciousness of humanity to one of connection and unity. "
Daily OM: June 7, 2007DeekshaPermanent Enlightenment
"Deeksha (also spelled diksha) is a Sanskrit word, meaning benediction or invocation of divine help; in this case, a divine energy transfer. Described as a golden ball of energy descending into the head, this energy activates a shift in the brain, allowing you to realize your oneness with all creation. This is the true meaning of “enlightenment”—a state of mind that is in constant recognition of the reality of oneness. The cause of the majority of suffering in the world is a sense of separation, from the world itself, each other, and from our source. But the pure energy transferred through deeksha helps you realize that the sense of a separate self is an illusion. And, once this higher state of consciousness is attained, it is permanent.
To experience the divine energy transfer of deeksha, you do not need to change your lifestyle or make any vows. It is not limited to followers of any one religion, nor does it come with rules for the practice of a set of rituals. The state of mind attained with deeksha is not one that can be pursued or attained through personal effort. Only someone specifically trained can activate the various centers in the brain with their energy, initiating the process of change that allows an intelligent flow of cosmic energy to elevate you into an altered state, restructuring the brain and awakening the seeker to the awareness of wholeness and oneness. Since it is a biological event, it can be experienced by anybody. Though enlightenment doesn't happen instantly for everyone, lives have changed significantly in terms of overall happiness, a capacity for love, and a sense of peace. Those who have attained enlightenment say it is not a mystical state that takes you out of the world, but it allows you to experience the divine in everyday life. Because of this, each time another person accepts deeksha and raises their consciousness, all of us move toward the ultimate goal of uplifting the consciousness of humanity to one of connection and unity. "
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
My Kind of Day..
June 5, 2007: Some new people who appear interesting could move into your neighborhood, exciting your curiosity, dear Libra. Conversations of a spiritual or metaphysical nature could take place today, either over the phone or over coffee. The concepts discussed might be deep, exalted and inspiring, yet bring up more questions than answers. Books on the subject could prove enlightening, and you might even want to write down your own thoughts or memorialize them with a drawing or painting.
I don't know where the new people would move into..all the places are occupied now already and none seem as if they would interested in this kind of phenomena.
I've already have some books on the subject from the library and are presently reading them.
The thought of writing down my thoughts or drawing them is intriguing....
I don't know where the new people would move into..all the places are occupied now already and none seem as if they would interested in this kind of phenomena.
I've already have some books on the subject from the library and are presently reading them.
The thought of writing down my thoughts or drawing them is intriguing....
Monday, June 04, 2007
Same Sex Marriage
We pay taxes; therefore, we should be able to marry! Period. End of discussion.
So I guess the only two democrats I could possibly vote for is Mike Gravel, who supports same-sex marriage and Dennis Kucinich, who supports same-sex marriage. And Opposes constitutional amendment banning same-sex marriage.
I don't want something called a "civil union" to take the place of same sex marriage because that only opens the door for inequality and same sex unions will not reap the same benefits as married people. It's segregation and separation at best.
Again, I pay taxes; therefore, I am entitled to marry whom I choose and received the same benefits as any legally married persons.
I am totally insulted by the "preserving marriage" campaigns. Oh come on! How can we be a threat to your precious institution? It's a forest! If marriage is so precious ban divorce! In the 1940's divorce was not possible in Argentina. Oh, those Catholics, aren't they something!'
Who says state and religion are separate?
So I guess the only two democrats I could possibly vote for is Mike Gravel, who supports same-sex marriage and Dennis Kucinich, who supports same-sex marriage. And Opposes constitutional amendment banning same-sex marriage.
I don't want something called a "civil union" to take the place of same sex marriage because that only opens the door for inequality and same sex unions will not reap the same benefits as married people. It's segregation and separation at best.
Again, I pay taxes; therefore, I am entitled to marry whom I choose and received the same benefits as any legally married persons.
I am totally insulted by the "preserving marriage" campaigns. Oh come on! How can we be a threat to your precious institution? It's a forest! If marriage is so precious ban divorce! In the 1940's divorce was not possible in Argentina. Oh, those Catholics, aren't they something!'
Who says state and religion are separate?
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Another flood?
The weather channel depicts rain all over the Northern Midwest area. Lots of rain means the possibly of flooding and perhaps another 500 year flood such as we had in 1993.
It's a mess. We wanted to see the play in the park this evening and of course it's raining. And there may be storm thunder storms.
Last Sunday we cancelled a bicycle ride due to the promise of rain. Tomorrow morning is another ride. We'll go another, register and then hope for the best. But now they have added high winds from 20 to 30 mph. What a mess.
I had already purchased sausage, cheese, good bread, spreads, pickles, wine and everything that goes along with it for tonight's picnic in the park. Dang!
More rain is predicted for next week. We could be in big trouble...or deep water!
It's a mess. We wanted to see the play in the park this evening and of course it's raining. And there may be storm thunder storms.
Last Sunday we cancelled a bicycle ride due to the promise of rain. Tomorrow morning is another ride. We'll go another, register and then hope for the best. But now they have added high winds from 20 to 30 mph. What a mess.
I had already purchased sausage, cheese, good bread, spreads, pickles, wine and everything that goes along with it for tonight's picnic in the park. Dang!
More rain is predicted for next week. We could be in big trouble...or deep water!
Friday, June 01, 2007
Did you think I died?
Wow! last entry was on the 28th of May, 2007. And now it's the first of June already! I've been busy I guess. Or have nothing to complain about...or just plain gave up on the complaining. Since all the same old things have been going on for years.
The 60's. Do you remember the 60's and the 70's what a tumultuous time in history. I only wished I lived in a college town, or just a big city then.
I recently watched the DVD "The US vs. John Lennon". Wow! now he was something this close of god to me. His songs were fabulous and so fiting to the horrendus activities of the government. Truth be told, the government hasn't changed it's ways...I think we just gave in and gave up. But, Vietnam involved the draft. A senseless, needless, war for profit and they engaged the draft. Kennedy was against it. Well, maybe not their old man, who was big in banking, and business and tangled with the mob. Either Kennedy was killed in retaliation, or the war machine thought he and his brother's ideals were "in the way" of, shall we say, profits?
Nothing has changed much, only the strategies used, I guess. I recently read "Power, Freedom, and Grace" by Deepak Chopra and at one point him mentions yin yang and balance. And he states that the world is out of kilter now, off balance with too much male influence. And that is why we have so much war and crime. He said we need more, yin, female, influence so we begin to lean toward a more balance existence. Here, here, I toast to him. I'm glad I am not alone in my thinking.
Hillary needs to win and women in industry and corporations need to break upward through the class ceiling. The status of men being paid thrity percent more than women, will not change until "women" demand change.
To be continues, well maybe, I'm sleeping and can't stay awake! But, first, thank you god and universe for watching over me. Thanks Eda, Ezekiel, and Ramtha. Thank you for my many blessings I am so fortunate to realize. I take nothing for granted. If I do, if I shall forget...then I am sorry. Thank you for my care free, injury free, pain free, illness free, disease free days. I am most grateful. Thank for no stress and all the loves in my life. Thank you for my main squeeze..I love her very much. She is so easy to be with. I know she loves me in return..for that I am most grateful. I kept looking and then realized it was right in front of me. And thanks for the blessings bestowed upon my many friends less they forget to thank you themselves. Please keep Lou safe, healthy, and happy and her new partner, Gail. Thanks. Please protect my love this weekend. I'll add on if I think of more...right now...I'm very sleepy. Thanks for everything,, my good car, keeping it safe. Keeping me safe when I ride my bicycle. Helping me make it fifty miles out, and then fifty miles back when I wrote the other day. Thanks for the faith.
The 60's. Do you remember the 60's and the 70's what a tumultuous time in history. I only wished I lived in a college town, or just a big city then.
I recently watched the DVD "The US vs. John Lennon". Wow! now he was something this close of god to me. His songs were fabulous and so fiting to the horrendus activities of the government. Truth be told, the government hasn't changed it's ways...I think we just gave in and gave up. But, Vietnam involved the draft. A senseless, needless, war for profit and they engaged the draft. Kennedy was against it. Well, maybe not their old man, who was big in banking, and business and tangled with the mob. Either Kennedy was killed in retaliation, or the war machine thought he and his brother's ideals were "in the way" of, shall we say, profits?
Nothing has changed much, only the strategies used, I guess. I recently read "Power, Freedom, and Grace" by Deepak Chopra and at one point him mentions yin yang and balance. And he states that the world is out of kilter now, off balance with too much male influence. And that is why we have so much war and crime. He said we need more, yin, female, influence so we begin to lean toward a more balance existence. Here, here, I toast to him. I'm glad I am not alone in my thinking.
Hillary needs to win and women in industry and corporations need to break upward through the class ceiling. The status of men being paid thrity percent more than women, will not change until "women" demand change.
To be continues, well maybe, I'm sleeping and can't stay awake! But, first, thank you god and universe for watching over me. Thanks Eda, Ezekiel, and Ramtha. Thank you for my many blessings I am so fortunate to realize. I take nothing for granted. If I do, if I shall forget...then I am sorry. Thank you for my care free, injury free, pain free, illness free, disease free days. I am most grateful. Thank for no stress and all the loves in my life. Thank you for my main squeeze..I love her very much. She is so easy to be with. I know she loves me in return..for that I am most grateful. I kept looking and then realized it was right in front of me. And thanks for the blessings bestowed upon my many friends less they forget to thank you themselves. Please keep Lou safe, healthy, and happy and her new partner, Gail. Thanks. Please protect my love this weekend. I'll add on if I think of more...right now...I'm very sleepy. Thanks for everything,, my good car, keeping it safe. Keeping me safe when I ride my bicycle. Helping me make it fifty miles out, and then fifty miles back when I wrote the other day. Thanks for the faith.
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