My dentist’s office opened up and I had my scheduled cleaning.
They were in full PPE gear, had me wait in the car until my appointment time and took my temperature before allowing me in. Of course I was wearing a mask.
Maybe it was my imagination but the cleaning went much faster and there was more use of the hand tool to pick at tartar, rather than the water pik device. Which is fine with me – that whine of the machine is just *that* pitch that sets my teeth on edge. No pun intended.
The hygienist told me I had less tartar than usual – was I doing anything differently?
“Day Drinking,” I said.
After a pause she said that alcohol does kill bacteria, and sent me on my way.
Today marks one week my office has been closed. I can check email and messages. I do hope, at the other end of this, that I have a job. I think the future is very much in Flux and the best advice I can manage is, just do today, if you can.
Slade Roberson, of Shift Your Spirits, came close to what I feel, frazzled AF. That was actually the title of his episode. I am a little overwhelmed by the amount of spiritual healing links I’ve received. Right now, I need to manage this anxiety anxiety and readjust to a loose routine. I don’t want smile, do yoga or meditate, at least not now. Maybe I’ll take a walk. I will definitely take a nap this afternoon, don’t kid yourself, stress creeps up and exhausts you.
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Summer solstice is just past. I wanted to have a smart outdoor ritual this year, but life got in the way (and so did some cool, rainy weather) so it was the typical “light a candle” kind of thing.
It’s still High Summer and for me that means getting outside as much as possible. Maybe that is really my ritual – being present in nature.
Twice a day, I walk through our local park. Twenty years ago they planted a group of trees on one side. Today, I call it my grove. There’s a buckeye tree there that pre-dates the other trees and I greet this one in particular each time I walk that path. It’s an old tree with knots and holes in the big trunk.
There’s a group of turkey vultures in our neighborhood. They inhabit one particular tree and in the mornings when the sun hits a certain level, they spread their wings, like a giant greeting of the day. I love to watch them ride the air currents. Yesterday, I saw one sitting in my neighbor’s yard, making the other birds crazy. Turkey vulture did not care.
The garden is blooming and I planted some herbs in containers so I can take them to work in the fall.
“Take your plant to work day” LOL. I’m leaving the oregano in the ground, but used containers for rosemary, thyme and sage.
I considered trying to bring a basil inside – it’s my favorite herb – but I’m not sure that’s going to work. Still thinking on that.
This summer is definitely cooler than our last two. It’s reached the 80’s a couple times, but we’ve had an almost daily wind (more than a breeze) that makes it feel cooler. I’m a hot weather girl, so if it were mid-90’s with a wind, that would be great. it’s also been rainy – all of this was in the 2017 Old Farmer’s Almanac, so I will definitely get the 2018 edition.
We did not plant tomatoes. The last couple years I didn’t can. I miss having the smell of the tomatoes when I open the jars. There’s a large flea market a couple towns away where they have really nice produce, last year people were offering boxes of bruised tomatoes for $7 at the end of the season, so I plan on canning again.
My favorite thing about summer is enjoying the backyard, watching the clouds from the lounge chair and sitting under our trees when it gets really warm. What’s your favorite summer thing?
Spring is in the air, even though is snowed last week in Ohio.
This is when I go into high-gear fantasizing over my garden. It used to be 100% herbs – and I always planted one very unusual species. Now it’s far more flowery but I still get my herb fix with containers that I smartly took to work so they over-wintered.
So I am starting the season with a lovely bushy rosemary, thyme and some oregano. Mostly I am proud they lived all winter, but I herald a success with the “office as winter garden space” and I will do that again.
If you have great southern windows and your house isn’t too dry, you can do this too. Mine doesn’t have the requisite six hours of light for this to work. However, I have a bank of southern windows at work, and took advantage.
One thing to be aware of, is infestations of whitefly. Those are the tiny gnat things that burst from the plants when you over-water. This is the fastest way to get co-workers to hate you: bring in plants that have bugs.
AFter the first sighting, I hightailed it over to the nursery, so here’s the skinny on keeping whitefly out and plants in.
Let your plants dry completely before watering, then water from the base.
Sprinkle cinnamon on the dirt all around and through the plant.
Use “gnatnix!” this is a top dressing that you put over the cinnamon. It looks like tiny white stones. Guess what? it’s ground glass but you won’t cut yourself. I tried it – no cuts. it’s completely organic and since my three plants were culinary, I did not want pesticides.
Use Sticky Whitefly Traps. These are yellow sticky cardboards that I put in the plants so anything that made it’s way our of the soil, was drawn to the paper and stuck there.
Here’s how this work. The larvae will hatch and make their way to the surface. They will be shredded by the ground glass. The cinnamon is a repellent too. Any that surface are drawn to the yelllow cardboard, ditto the ones that are flying around before you did all this.
My three plants are home now, waiting to be repotted. My armory of anti-whitefly equipment is stored for the summer. I am excited to plant some colorful flowers, and try some new stuff with containers. I have to cull through my medicinal plant information and see if there’s a new plant I can grow and tincture, so stay tuned for that.
During the political season, the fundamental lack of rationality and intellectual ability rears its ugly head. Americans are blinded by fear.
They fear what they either do not understand and are unwilling to make any effort to do so. Fear mongering works.
Politicians know this. They understand that if they can find the voters’ deepest darkest fears and play to it, they win. The media, motivated by market share, provides the platform. They are the method to the fear monger’s madness.
They understand if they portray themselves as the one thing standing between America and what it fears most, they win.
Just like the pathetic post 9-11 chant, if we don’t destroy them the terrorists win.
This fear mongering is non-denominational. Trump paints the world, immigrants, Muslims, Democrats as an evil that is infecting America.
Clinton portrays Trump as an inarticulate bigot with delusions of grandeur.
It starts the same way for all of us. We are born as infants fully reliant on our parents or caregivers to supply our every need. We slowly begin to develop both physically and mentally and begin to integrate our existence with the lives of others. We develop these skills as a result of nurturing or the innate will for instinctive survival.
At some point during this developmental phase we approach a fork in the road. Some follow the fork that leads to new opportunities for growth and personal development; others maintain the only path they have ever known, the path of simple survival.
As we traverse these two paths, the experiences we encounter lead to the development of our CHARACTER. This, in essence, is the integration of all our experiences resulting in the principles we follow to live our lives. These experiences shape our morals, and ethics providing…
Why did you start blogging?Just to have a place to write out my thoughts. It’s different from the journal I keep, a little broader focused perhaps.
I totally apologies for the short list of nominees that follows, and you can blame me that it takes me forever to figure out how to post stuff, and I am only starting to follow more and more blogs. Sorry!!! There are a million awesome blogs out there, many with less than 200 followers and these are just a few of the wonderful people who inspire me.
Today is Summer Solstice and a full moon. My annual practice is to gather all my stones and crystals and put them outside, near my garden, to recharge them. And to give them a rest from me.
Last year I made an error of judgement by putting my himalayan salt wand in with the group. The dew disintegrated most of it onto the other stones, and to the chain of a pendant. Lesson learned!
Some of my stones were already involved in a new grid, and I left the grid intact. Many of these stones carry the property of not needing a cleansing, particularly the kyanite and the selenite, and the rest have not been used for a specific purpose that would require cleansing. I just like to give them the break to be outside, in the sun and moon, and honor them.
So, back to the grid.
I don’t do a lot of grids, but later this summer, the RNC is coming to Cleveland,
not all that far from my home. As with any large gathering of people, there is going to be a lot of energy coming from the city, and I want my home and area to stay calm and peaceful, so I constructed a grid designed for this purpose.
If you aren’t a crystal enthusiast, you may wonder what the heck I mean. They’re rocks right? Well, there’s a couple things going on here. All matter vibrates. Crystals and stones also carry vibrations. My main source is Melody’s “Love is the Earth” book, (Melody is a geologist who conducted tests on the rocks/crystals) but she is one of many reliable resources for gems, stones and crystals. Buying a crystal, alone, won’t change much, but working with them, with intention, will bring results. ( I know, is it the stone or your intention? HA Chicken or egg? )
So, since I am have historically been very bad about setting boundaries, I wanted to set a boundary for any crappiness that oozed away from the convention. Do I worry that an errant supporter will come to my house? No, I have a fence for that. I am talking about the kind of energy that makes people less aware of their surroundings, and results in fender-benders and careless accidents. That, I don’t want to infiltrate.
Now about my grid. It’s placed on a mandala I made from – ta da – my favorite childhood toy, Spirograph .
The center stone is a selenite wand to hold the space of highest vibration. Surrounding it are stones for several intentions. Black stones are grounding, so there are four in a circle to ground any errant energy that come flying near us. There’s a kyanite and several hematite in this grid, plus one is a snowflake obsidian.The pink stone is rhodochrosite, for healing and love, the blue is lapis lazuli, for righteous speech, the orange is carnelian, for the highest level of creativty. They are connected by clear quartz points, who act as amplifiers to that energy. There is one smokey quartz wand in there – this is also a stone that alleviates negative energy.
My point here is to stress that what you set as an intention, does matter. Will these stones, alone, prevent something weird from occuring? No. But by having a visual reminder of my intention-right speech, compassion, creativity and safety- I am setting myself up for a successful experience. Ps. You can just pick up a fine looking rock, and have a great experience working with it.