Testing, for Fun! I just took the U.S. Census test! Whoo-Hoo! I aced it!!! I am interested in the clerical, or the assisting people to fill out their census form.
You too could take the test and work for the census, it is good pay for temporary, part-time work.
Call 1-866-861-2010.
Tests are being administered right here in the hilltowns by Mr. Dunlevy.
Years ago, I did the door to door census taking in Charlottesville, Virginia, around the time of the riots. It probably wasn't all that safe! Not one person I encountered was unpleasant.
I walked all the routes, and between all that walking, and my tennis lessons, I was in top shape!
Friday, January 29, 2010
Green along with me
I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of my tins of organic, unhulled sunflower seeds! Any day now!
I will grow sunflower greens by my window. Sunflower greens to eat. Real local! Real fresh!
These are delicious, and dense with nutrients! I like them on a bed of spinach, along with thinly sliced avacado, topped with toasted sunflower seeds, and dribbled with balsamic vinegar!
I have been enjoying carrot/apple/ginger juice three mornings a week. (organic, of course).
Along with this, I have returned to regular, daily, Super Blue-Green Algae! I can really tell the difference in my IQ and spiffy energy when I take it regularly!
So, I am enthused! I will next week sign back up as a Business Associate with Simplexity Health and Go For It! I love helping people! The Algae is everything! Wish me well, and if you want to know more, and/or try it, contact me, please!
I will grow sunflower greens by my window. Sunflower greens to eat. Real local! Real fresh!
These are delicious, and dense with nutrients! I like them on a bed of spinach, along with thinly sliced avacado, topped with toasted sunflower seeds, and dribbled with balsamic vinegar!
I have been enjoying carrot/apple/ginger juice three mornings a week. (organic, of course).
Along with this, I have returned to regular, daily, Super Blue-Green Algae! I can really tell the difference in my IQ and spiffy energy when I take it regularly!
So, I am enthused! I will next week sign back up as a Business Associate with Simplexity Health and Go For It! I love helping people! The Algae is everything! Wish me well, and if you want to know more, and/or try it, contact me, please!
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Pure white caresses contours
I was reading the latest post at 'A Cottage in The Woods'. she writes of her love for the winter white.
I, too am not tired of the winter beauty.
The snow smooths out the contours of the land, and waters. The pristine white of it provides more contrast to the evergreens. Shadows are more visible. It sparkles.
For a writer, or a painter, the new sheet of paper, or the white of the new canvas is exciting! Each time I look at the winter landscape, I grow excited by the unspoiled appearance of it, the possibilities of the life that can happen on it.
It is as if the snow caresses the land, protecting it through the cold temperatures.
The winter world glows with pureness!
I, too am not tired of the winter beauty.
The snow smooths out the contours of the land, and waters. The pristine white of it provides more contrast to the evergreens. Shadows are more visible. It sparkles.
For a writer, or a painter, the new sheet of paper, or the white of the new canvas is exciting! Each time I look at the winter landscape, I grow excited by the unspoiled appearance of it, the possibilities of the life that can happen on it.
It is as if the snow caresses the land, protecting it through the cold temperatures.
The winter world glows with pureness!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Cigarettes do not belong in food and pharmacy
I am involved in health & nutrition. Natural Healing, working with your body systems to repair and to improve.
Years ago, it was discovered that I had several disabling chronic illnesses. Dr. Mantell and Boyle gently assisted me along with a regimen of massage, light therapy, vitamins and minerals. At this time, I would lay in my bed for app. 20 hrs. each day. Initially, I had 28 different supplements to take! Quite a feat! Had to make charts to mark each time, and what was to be taken when! After several months, the number of bottles decreased. I studied. I read Ballantine's books, Dr. Majid Ali's books, Natural Healing became my bible. I spent fewer excessive hours in bed. Life brightened a bit.
The dilemna was that I had what were called the invisible illnesses. People could not easily tell by looking at me! So they expected normal brain function and energy!
Years later, after using the Super Blue-Green Algae, I am functioning much better, but more on that later.
What I really want to write to you about now is cigarettes! I feel the need to write about this now as the local General Store/Deli is attempting to become a Co-op. A great idea up here, and you would think I would be the first on board. BUT!
They sell cigarettes in the store/deli. I do not know if they plan to discontinue this.
I have strong feelings about a known deadly toxin being sold where food, or where medicine is sold!
A few years ago, a study was done in homes of smokers that smoked outside. Inside their homes, nicotene was found on furniture, on toddler toys, on mugs, on the carpets! Imagine the toddler, the cat, the elderly mother exposed unknowingly to this!
I would like to see quantities of people campaigning against the sale of cigarettes in grocery and pharmacy. Letters, or in person, registering their disapproval, requesting that they stop carrying cigarettes.
Perhaps, it should be regulated, available only in certain locations. Some states regulate the sale of liquor to State Stores only.
As a child, I was exposed to cigarettes. My father was a smoker, even though he had severe emphysema. Forgive me for being graphic here. He would wretch up and spit out green and black phlegm! He died. He left me with weak lungs and throat, prone to strep throat and bronchitis. As a child, I was forbiden to run and jump (guess what I did whenever no person was around?!) as I could not breathe well (cigarette exposure).
I did not have asthma, nor do I now. Yet, I would lay in the bed, breathing heavily, and turning blue at the same time!
I have never even tried cigarettes in my life. How could anybody if they grew up with what I did!
Let us reach for optimum health! Let us not settle for the way things have been! Let us seriously face the realities, and act to insure the well-being of all!
Years ago, it was discovered that I had several disabling chronic illnesses. Dr. Mantell and Boyle gently assisted me along with a regimen of massage, light therapy, vitamins and minerals. At this time, I would lay in my bed for app. 20 hrs. each day. Initially, I had 28 different supplements to take! Quite a feat! Had to make charts to mark each time, and what was to be taken when! After several months, the number of bottles decreased. I studied. I read Ballantine's books, Dr. Majid Ali's books, Natural Healing became my bible. I spent fewer excessive hours in bed. Life brightened a bit.
The dilemna was that I had what were called the invisible illnesses. People could not easily tell by looking at me! So they expected normal brain function and energy!
Years later, after using the Super Blue-Green Algae, I am functioning much better, but more on that later.
What I really want to write to you about now is cigarettes! I feel the need to write about this now as the local General Store/Deli is attempting to become a Co-op. A great idea up here, and you would think I would be the first on board. BUT!
They sell cigarettes in the store/deli. I do not know if they plan to discontinue this.
I have strong feelings about a known deadly toxin being sold where food, or where medicine is sold!
A few years ago, a study was done in homes of smokers that smoked outside. Inside their homes, nicotene was found on furniture, on toddler toys, on mugs, on the carpets! Imagine the toddler, the cat, the elderly mother exposed unknowingly to this!
I would like to see quantities of people campaigning against the sale of cigarettes in grocery and pharmacy. Letters, or in person, registering their disapproval, requesting that they stop carrying cigarettes.
Perhaps, it should be regulated, available only in certain locations. Some states regulate the sale of liquor to State Stores only.
As a child, I was exposed to cigarettes. My father was a smoker, even though he had severe emphysema. Forgive me for being graphic here. He would wretch up and spit out green and black phlegm! He died. He left me with weak lungs and throat, prone to strep throat and bronchitis. As a child, I was forbiden to run and jump (guess what I did whenever no person was around?!) as I could not breathe well (cigarette exposure).
I did not have asthma, nor do I now. Yet, I would lay in the bed, breathing heavily, and turning blue at the same time!
I have never even tried cigarettes in my life. How could anybody if they grew up with what I did!
Let us reach for optimum health! Let us not settle for the way things have been! Let us seriously face the realities, and act to insure the well-being of all!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Life Flows even in white winter.
God has been spilling the sugar bowl these last few days! The land is beautiful! We are in our January thaw, daytime temperatures are above freezing. One hour we are negotiating through falling snow, large, heavy wet flakes, and the next hour, negotiating through puddles. 
What I enjoy immensely in the winter are the woodland creeks and rivers. Catching glimpses of these as I drive, viewing the twists and turns bedecked with logs and rocks, thick ice laying over sections, and thick white snow laying on top of that. It is sculpture, it is proof that life continues even in the winter. The rivers continue to flow under and through the ice.Which brings me to a question I've persued for some time.
When is a crick a creek?
When is a rivulet a stream? So many names for flowing water.
Is the proper term determined by the width or depth of the water body?
Is it determined by its' geographical location?
Is it determined by the altitude, or the pitch of the flow?
Or simply determined by history, and the cultures that initially lived along it?
Worlds rare bird lives in war-torn Afghanistan
IMAGINE! today I read that they have found a very rare bird, in fact the Breeding Area for this exceedingly rare bird! Practically nothing is known about this species.
It is the large billed reed warbler! This is the first known breeding population!
they were found by Robert Timmins.
The Breeding Ground Is along the Wakhan and Pamir rivers in Afghanistan.
So, Imagine that they relocated a war zone to preserve a rare bird!? Couldn't we start with this? Imagine the Tee Shirts!? The campaign!
To quote the article...Colin Poole..."This new knowledge about the bird also indicates that the Wakhan Corridor still holds biological secrets and is critically important for conservation efforts in Afghanistan"
I am anti-war, anti-violence. My spiritual path advocates AHIMSA, which is non-violence in thought, word, and deed! I was raised on Gandhi, and on Dr. Albert Schweitzer (reverence for all life).
For some reason, this find, their existance, where they are feels significant to me.
It is the large billed reed warbler! This is the first known breeding population!
they were found by Robert Timmins.
The Breeding Ground Is along the Wakhan and Pamir rivers in Afghanistan.
So, Imagine that they relocated a war zone to preserve a rare bird!? Couldn't we start with this? Imagine the Tee Shirts!? The campaign!
To quote the article...Colin Poole..."This new knowledge about the bird also indicates that the Wakhan Corridor still holds biological secrets and is critically important for conservation efforts in Afghanistan"
I am anti-war, anti-violence. My spiritual path advocates AHIMSA, which is non-violence in thought, word, and deed! I was raised on Gandhi, and on Dr. Albert Schweitzer (reverence for all life).
For some reason, this find, their existance, where they are feels significant to me.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Art in the Winter
Cher Scapes is a new Art Studio in Greenfield, MA! The opening was this past Friday evening and Saturday morning.
Two friends of mine will be teaching there. Knitting; and Weaving Color.
The place is well lit, inviting, spacious. Cher does silk screening
The first person to greet me was Cher's proud mother. A petite woman, she was tastefully decked out in one of Cher's large silkscreened scarfs. A gorgeous yellow-green with a large flower made from the same material. Delightful!
It is exciting to have this new possibility to further the Fiber Arts in the Pioneer Valley!
This less than 6 degrees of separation area never ceases to amaze me.
The friend that will be teaching weaving color there is friends with the other woman I know that will be teaching knitting there! I once taught her (knitter) son to weave tapestry (he was 5 years old). And she still has the piece that the three of us had a hand in. I enjoyed the company, the energy and enthusiasm of the place was wonderful.
I must weave this year!
Two friends of mine will be teaching there. Knitting; and Weaving Color.
The place is well lit, inviting, spacious. Cher does silk screening
The first person to greet me was Cher's proud mother. A petite woman, she was tastefully decked out in one of Cher's large silkscreened scarfs. A gorgeous yellow-green with a large flower made from the same material. Delightful!
It is exciting to have this new possibility to further the Fiber Arts in the Pioneer Valley!
This less than 6 degrees of separation area never ceases to amaze me.
The friend that will be teaching weaving color there is friends with the other woman I know that will be teaching knitting there! I once taught her (knitter) son to weave tapestry (he was 5 years old). And she still has the piece that the three of us had a hand in. I enjoyed the company, the energy and enthusiasm of the place was wonderful.
I must weave this year!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Breathe, in your own home?
I had conversation with a friend last night, and it reminded me of the need for safe, decent housing for people with asthma or multiple chemical sensitivities.
Construction materials are often laden with toxic substances. Heating fuel creates fumes.
Location is important, also. They need clean air, and freedom from chemicals used on the grass and driveways.
This woman is living in a place that has accommodated her to some degree, removing carpets, electric only heat, etc.; though the units were shabbily constructed, and built upon a wet land, which has resulted in mold! Now her conditions are being exacerbated due to a waste dump being created nearby.
She is more ill, incapacitated.
First came the destruction of the woodlands nearby, which had provided cleaner air. Along with this came noise and fumes, trucks, constantly for weeks!
Now the town is dumping the dredge from a pond where the woods used to be. The dredge includes pesticides and herbicides along with some mill waste! More noise, trucks, fumes, along with the smell and the toxins.
During the day, when all this is taking place, she is trapped within her apartment. In the evening, there are still the toxins and dust in the air.
Her body aches, she has no social life, endorphins levels drops. She has to wear a mask more often than usual. Certainly not a healing environment!
Where can people with asthma or Multiple Chemical Sensitivites go? Where can they safely live?!
A few years ago, I knew two women that were each living in gutted trailers at the edge of wooded parkland. Not just because of poverty! They needed to be away from auto fumes! They could not be exposed to the cheap pressed wood with formaldehyde cabinets! The carpets with all the synthetics in them, and the glues!
With time, one was able to build a house. She did years of research to find the materials she, personally could tolerate. These better materials often cost more.
Where are the guidebooks to safer materials?
Where are the sources for these materials?
Where are the grants to assist these people to have these needed materials?
Where are the grants and programs to help establish small communities of safe housing for them?
Why are Organizations not taking up this cause?! There are plenty of programs for Senior Housing, for Low-Income Senior Housing, for Low Income Family Housing, but I have heard of none for well constructed housing for MCS or Asthma.
What can I do? What can you do?
Construction materials are often laden with toxic substances. Heating fuel creates fumes.
Location is important, also. They need clean air, and freedom from chemicals used on the grass and driveways.
This woman is living in a place that has accommodated her to some degree, removing carpets, electric only heat, etc.; though the units were shabbily constructed, and built upon a wet land, which has resulted in mold! Now her conditions are being exacerbated due to a waste dump being created nearby.
She is more ill, incapacitated.
First came the destruction of the woodlands nearby, which had provided cleaner air. Along with this came noise and fumes, trucks, constantly for weeks!
Now the town is dumping the dredge from a pond where the woods used to be. The dredge includes pesticides and herbicides along with some mill waste! More noise, trucks, fumes, along with the smell and the toxins.
During the day, when all this is taking place, she is trapped within her apartment. In the evening, there are still the toxins and dust in the air.
Her body aches, she has no social life, endorphins levels drops. She has to wear a mask more often than usual. Certainly not a healing environment!
Where can people with asthma or Multiple Chemical Sensitivites go? Where can they safely live?!
A few years ago, I knew two women that were each living in gutted trailers at the edge of wooded parkland. Not just because of poverty! They needed to be away from auto fumes! They could not be exposed to the cheap pressed wood with formaldehyde cabinets! The carpets with all the synthetics in them, and the glues!
With time, one was able to build a house. She did years of research to find the materials she, personally could tolerate. These better materials often cost more.
Where are the guidebooks to safer materials?
Where are the sources for these materials?
Where are the grants to assist these people to have these needed materials?
Where are the grants and programs to help establish small communities of safe housing for them?
Why are Organizations not taking up this cause?! There are plenty of programs for Senior Housing, for Low-Income Senior Housing, for Low Income Family Housing, but I have heard of none for well constructed housing for MCS or Asthma.
What can I do? What can you do?
Monday, January 11, 2010
Da recites, a life of reading.
Da put books into my hands. When I was about 7 or 8 years old, he came home with three books. I remember the large hardcover was about the Seven Wonders of the World. I could not read these, yet clutched them, and turned pages, and studied all the photos.
It was amazing that he did this, in some ways. We had next to nothing, wore hand-me-downs,owed the landlord and the grocer, and had no phone or car! Yet, somehow he had acquired books! And several issues of National Geographic!
Da had an eight grade education. Leaving school to work on the farms and earn his keep. Either the quality of education was better way back then, or he was an unusual man.
Da entranced us with his recitastions of most of Robert Frost's poems, with many passages from, 'The Raven', from the 'Wreck of the Hesperus', and all of Longfellow's, 'Hiawatha' .
To Da, I owe my reading. My older sister, being left-handed, was forced to be right-handed in school, between this and I think some Dyslexia, she was having difficulties reading. Da would help her in the evenings, sitting in the kitchen at the round oak table. I, at four years of age, would hover as close as I could and take in what I could before being gruffly sent off.
I earned to read at four! By six, I was reading as a 9 year old. By 9, as a 14 year old.
The library was a bit more than two miles away. By 9, I was allowed to walk there and back. Often carrying stacks of books 1/3 my height, I made this trip every two weeks.
I had to get permission from the Librarian to enter the stacks for young adults, and adults. She was challenged to match my age and interests, with something suitable to my reading level. I skipped over all the young girl literature. She put, 'The Black Stallion Mysteries' into my hands.
Once home, I would stretch out in the sunshine on my mother's bed and read voraciously, for hours! Eyestrain and migraines were intense, but I wouldn't quit. This was my life, through the pages into other cultures, others' lives.
My other reading hero was my third grade teacher. She taught us how to respect pages. I remember the sense of pride (probably my only experience with pride back then) I felt, standing in front of the class, holding open a large hard-covered book, and reading aloud. I took great pleasure from our class textbook, 'If I Were Going'.
Here, on Google, I am re-calling and listing the books I have read on Goodreads.
It was amazing that he did this, in some ways. We had next to nothing, wore hand-me-downs,owed the landlord and the grocer, and had no phone or car! Yet, somehow he had acquired books! And several issues of National Geographic!
Da had an eight grade education. Leaving school to work on the farms and earn his keep. Either the quality of education was better way back then, or he was an unusual man.
Da entranced us with his recitastions of most of Robert Frost's poems, with many passages from, 'The Raven', from the 'Wreck of the Hesperus', and all of Longfellow's, 'Hiawatha' .
To Da, I owe my reading. My older sister, being left-handed, was forced to be right-handed in school, between this and I think some Dyslexia, she was having difficulties reading. Da would help her in the evenings, sitting in the kitchen at the round oak table. I, at four years of age, would hover as close as I could and take in what I could before being gruffly sent off.
I earned to read at four! By six, I was reading as a 9 year old. By 9, as a 14 year old.
The library was a bit more than two miles away. By 9, I was allowed to walk there and back. Often carrying stacks of books 1/3 my height, I made this trip every two weeks.
I had to get permission from the Librarian to enter the stacks for young adults, and adults. She was challenged to match my age and interests, with something suitable to my reading level. I skipped over all the young girl literature. She put, 'The Black Stallion Mysteries' into my hands.
Once home, I would stretch out in the sunshine on my mother's bed and read voraciously, for hours! Eyestrain and migraines were intense, but I wouldn't quit. This was my life, through the pages into other cultures, others' lives.
My other reading hero was my third grade teacher. She taught us how to respect pages. I remember the sense of pride (probably my only experience with pride back then) I felt, standing in front of the class, holding open a large hard-covered book, and reading aloud. I took great pleasure from our class textbook, 'If I Were Going'.
Here, on Google, I am re-calling and listing the books I have read on Goodreads.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Essential Eating, Essential Life
In the New Year, we have the new start attitude. This leads to lots of promises to ourselves, probably the same one year after year! And, I would wager that losing weight, or eating healthier is the most common promise.
Last year, I connected with Janie Quinn, through my Library work at the New England Small Farm Institute.
Janie has a web site EssentialEating.com. Note that title. Essential! How much of what we put into our mouths, or put our money into is not essential? And...how much essential are we not eating? The website is wonderful! Comforting!
I have been reading her book, 'Essential Eating The Digestible Diet'. In this book, Janie talks about the need to eat sprouted grains and beans, and provides a chart of more easily digestible foods. I won't feed you the whole story right now.
I have included more wild rice into my diet, and decreased the short grain brown a bit. I have been eating multi-grain sprouted breads, which are delicious! I feel better just with this little switch!
Eventually, I will make a healthy pancake batter. I have always eaten many good foods, but now see that even though a food may be high anti-oxident, or high nutrition density, if it is not easily digested...not getting the goodies!
So, this year, I am back to my enzymes from Simplexity Health, the Bifidus for the winter, the Algae, and more wild rice.
I may even get it together to grow the sunflower greens for salads, and toast the sunflower seeds to put on top, with a bit of balsamic vinegar...All Set, and delicious!
I highly recommend checking out Janie Quinn's books, and website!
For the bakers out there, you can get sprouted grain flour from Janie.
Last year, I connected with Janie Quinn, through my Library work at the New England Small Farm Institute.
Janie has a web site EssentialEating.com. Note that title. Essential! How much of what we put into our mouths, or put our money into is not essential? And...how much essential are we not eating? The website is wonderful! Comforting!
I have been reading her book, 'Essential Eating The Digestible Diet'. In this book, Janie talks about the need to eat sprouted grains and beans, and provides a chart of more easily digestible foods. I won't feed you the whole story right now.
I have included more wild rice into my diet, and decreased the short grain brown a bit. I have been eating multi-grain sprouted breads, which are delicious! I feel better just with this little switch!
Eventually, I will make a healthy pancake batter. I have always eaten many good foods, but now see that even though a food may be high anti-oxident, or high nutrition density, if it is not easily digested...not getting the goodies!
So, this year, I am back to my enzymes from Simplexity Health, the Bifidus for the winter, the Algae, and more wild rice.
I may even get it together to grow the sunflower greens for salads, and toast the sunflower seeds to put on top, with a bit of balsamic vinegar...All Set, and delicious!
I highly recommend checking out Janie Quinn's books, and website!
For the bakers out there, you can get sprouted grain flour from Janie.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Super Serendipity three: New Found Old Friends
When my co-worker/Supervisor, Sherry and I were preparing for the much anticipated blog class, I, in my unpacking, found a few photos of me when I was in the early 20's. I brought them in to show her, and scan so I could place these into my blog. She loved them!
I used these photos, and launched my blog. As plans developed, I showed Sherry another photo of me from way back then. She said that the photos were 'familiar' to her, did I ever date a man named Herman H.? Did I ever go by the name of Dee?
Yes! Yes!
Sherry said that she remembered me now, thought I had looked familiar since I started working here this past fall. Sherry said that she had photos of me in her old photo album, photos taken at her parties at a house in the hilltowns! Yes, Sherry was the woman giving the parties back then, in the house in the hills that I so fondly remembered all this time, that is part of the pull to living in the hilltowns!
Sherry tells me that the house in on the other end of the road that I now live on! Just a few miles away! Just how much can subtle essences influence us?
They were all in love with Herman! My neighbor, P. that put all this together without knowing was also there at the parties, and remembers us!
I have fallen into a life with these old friends! Sherry has provided me with this treasure of Saint and Dee!
I used these photos, and launched my blog. As plans developed, I showed Sherry another photo of me from way back then. She said that the photos were 'familiar' to her, did I ever date a man named Herman H.? Did I ever go by the name of Dee?
Yes! Yes!
Sherry said that she remembered me now, thought I had looked familiar since I started working here this past fall. Sherry said that she had photos of me in her old photo album, photos taken at her parties at a house in the hilltowns! Yes, Sherry was the woman giving the parties back then, in the house in the hills that I so fondly remembered all this time, that is part of the pull to living in the hilltowns!
Sherry tells me that the house in on the other end of the road that I now live on! Just a few miles away! Just how much can subtle essences influence us?
They were all in love with Herman! My neighbor, P. that put all this together without knowing was also there at the parties, and remembers us!
I have fallen into a life with these old friends! Sherry has provided me with this treasure of Saint and Dee!
Rediscovery of Brain and Memory.
A While Ago, I found this really great book, got very excited, and forgot to read it!
In my unpacking, I found it the day before I had this interesting phone call with my little brother.
There are no accidents.
The book is 'Driven to Distraction' , by Edward M. Hallowell, M.D. & John J. Ratey
It is a book about Recognizing and Coping with Attention Deficit Disorder from Childhood through Adulthood.
ADD's, L.D.'s and Depression run in my family Genetics. Along with High Intelligence and Creativity, Stubbornness, and Sense of Humor! My sister says they should study us as a family and name a syndrome after us. (Hmmm...)
My little brother has just been diagnosed with Vascular Dementia. Basically the Receptor Sites in the Brain are Damaged. Interesting! Memory and Attention are affected. He has a very serious case!
So, I recommended that he check out Brain Place.com. Dr. Amen does Brain SPECT Imaging.
His site is extremely informative, and includes a questionnaire through which one can discover if you have ADD, and which type or types(as in my case...4). I highly recommend this site and his books. There are Public Television Documentaries on Dr. Amen, also.
http://www.brainplace.com
Another book that I found the day after our conversation is a sort of Lay persons guide to the Brain.
'A User's Guide To The Brain, Perception, Attention, and the Four Theaters of the Brain' by John J. Ratey, M.D. (Yes, co-author of Driven to Distraction).
I studied ADD and L.D. in my Special Education Training.
I also advocate and market the Super Blue Green Algae! the Algae feeds the Neurotransmittors in the Brain, thereby allowing them to get to where they are going, and you also should have enough of them!
So, I will set myself to study these books and seek answers about damaged receptor sites, and the possibility of natural repair, or regeneration!
If you know anything about this, please jump in and contribute!
In my unpacking, I found it the day before I had this interesting phone call with my little brother.
There are no accidents.
The book is 'Driven to Distraction' , by Edward M. Hallowell, M.D. & John J. Ratey
It is a book about Recognizing and Coping with Attention Deficit Disorder from Childhood through Adulthood.
ADD's, L.D.'s and Depression run in my family Genetics. Along with High Intelligence and Creativity, Stubbornness, and Sense of Humor! My sister says they should study us as a family and name a syndrome after us. (Hmmm...)
My little brother has just been diagnosed with Vascular Dementia. Basically the Receptor Sites in the Brain are Damaged. Interesting! Memory and Attention are affected. He has a very serious case!
So, I recommended that he check out Brain Place.com. Dr. Amen does Brain SPECT Imaging.
His site is extremely informative, and includes a questionnaire through which one can discover if you have ADD, and which type or types(as in my case...4). I highly recommend this site and his books. There are Public Television Documentaries on Dr. Amen, also.
http://www.brainplace.com
Another book that I found the day after our conversation is a sort of Lay persons guide to the Brain.
'A User's Guide To The Brain, Perception, Attention, and the Four Theaters of the Brain' by John J. Ratey, M.D. (Yes, co-author of Driven to Distraction).
I studied ADD and L.D. in my Special Education Training.
I also advocate and market the Super Blue Green Algae! the Algae feeds the Neurotransmittors in the Brain, thereby allowing them to get to where they are going, and you also should have enough of them!
So, I will set myself to study these books and seek answers about damaged receptor sites, and the possibility of natural repair, or regeneration!
If you know anything about this, please jump in and contribute!
Monday, January 4, 2010
Super Serendipity Part Two
Part Two of Super Serendipity Story...
Once Upon a Time, Not so Very Long Ago,
I found myself in a relationship with a good friend, Herman H.. Herman was tall and handsome, and TALENTED!
When I met H.H. he already had the nickname of 'Saint'. I had the nickname of 'Dee', or 'Amber'. And H.H. would give you the shirt off his back, he was that nice.
Herman played guitar, sang well, wrote songs (even one or two for me!)!
He played the piano, and acted.
Herman, tall and handsome, would carry me, petite and beautiful, around on his shoulders!
Herman had many friends. Often, he would take me (usually hitchhiking) off to the hills to a friends for parties, which always included good company, laughter, and music.
In these many years since, I carry fond memories of this place in the hills, the woman who gave the parties, and the man.
I called Herman on the phone a few years ago, and found that he was a Professor of Music at the Berkeley School of Music! Wow! He has done better than I!
He is in a great long-term relationship (might even be married!). It was great to find him! (The story of how I found him is another wonderful Serendipity Story!)
Recently, I blogged about a young woman asking what brought me to live in the hills.
The memory of this great house and how alive I felt by being there has pulled at me these long years. Often, I wished I knew where this house was, would love to find it! These feelings, this question is one of the strong reasons I am in the hills.
Once Upon a Time, Not so Very Long Ago,
I found myself in a relationship with a good friend, Herman H.. Herman was tall and handsome, and TALENTED!
When I met H.H. he already had the nickname of 'Saint'. I had the nickname of 'Dee', or 'Amber'. And H.H. would give you the shirt off his back, he was that nice.
Herman played guitar, sang well, wrote songs (even one or two for me!)!
He played the piano, and acted.
Herman, tall and handsome, would carry me, petite and beautiful, around on his shoulders!
Herman had many friends. Often, he would take me (usually hitchhiking) off to the hills to a friends for parties, which always included good company, laughter, and music.
In these many years since, I carry fond memories of this place in the hills, the woman who gave the parties, and the man.
I called Herman on the phone a few years ago, and found that he was a Professor of Music at the Berkeley School of Music! Wow! He has done better than I!
He is in a great long-term relationship (might even be married!). It was great to find him! (The story of how I found him is another wonderful Serendipity Story!)
Recently, I blogged about a young woman asking what brought me to live in the hills.
The memory of this great house and how alive I felt by being there has pulled at me these long years. Often, I wished I knew where this house was, would love to find it! These feelings, this question is one of the strong reasons I am in the hills.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Cuddly bunny fiber and the drop spindle, too
My friend, after a major health interruption, is back on her blog with offers, clubs and surprises!
If you like soft cuddly exotic fibers, exotic wood drop spindles, knitting socks, and exciting colorways, check out her/their blog...Bunny & Funky Fibre Art.
Charly lives in Australia and there are photos of her bunnies that would melt anybodies heart!
I luckily secured many of her wonderful spinning materials. I enjoy just to run my hands through, and they are so pleasant to the eye! Charly is on Ravelry, also.
If you like soft cuddly exotic fibers, exotic wood drop spindles, knitting socks, and exciting colorways, check out her/their blog...Bunny & Funky Fibre Art.
Charly lives in Australia and there are photos of her bunnies that would melt anybodies heart!
I luckily secured many of her wonderful spinning materials. I enjoy just to run my hands through, and they are so pleasant to the eye! Charly is on Ravelry, also.
I promised you a super serendipity! I will do this in parts.
When I found the place that I would live (after a very challenging time of looking, and of being homeless), I brought a friend to see the place.
As I was driving out of the parking lot, I recognized the driver of an in-coming car. He is in the same temp agency as I am. I had no idea that he lived at this place! I asked him if there was anything I should know before I do this, and his reply..."If you are going to live here, know that somebody really loves you!"
I also asked him what he knew of non-profits up in these hilltowns, as our temp agency places us in non-profits, and I would no longer be able to commute to the farm in Belchertown. He replied, " You are the first to know, I have just been officially hired, so you can take my temp placement!" So I did...
P. not only gave me his position, he assisted in moving me into my apartment!
This gave us opportunity to talk, and share old folk music.
The woman that lived in this apartment before me, also did an internship at my new place of work!
No 6 degrees of separation up here in the hills, more like two or three degrees, if any!
In this new position, my co-worker/supervisor is a good old friend of P.'s. As we talked and got to know each other, we found so much in common. Art, Craft, Nature Photography, Spirituality. She has a wonderful blog here. Rustique Gallery. Check it out! S., & P.. and some other old friends go kayaking often!
S. is also the person responsible for getting me to blogging class! Side by side, we launched this exciting venture!
The best is yet to come!
When I found the place that I would live (after a very challenging time of looking, and of being homeless), I brought a friend to see the place.
As I was driving out of the parking lot, I recognized the driver of an in-coming car. He is in the same temp agency as I am. I had no idea that he lived at this place! I asked him if there was anything I should know before I do this, and his reply..."If you are going to live here, know that somebody really loves you!"
I also asked him what he knew of non-profits up in these hilltowns, as our temp agency places us in non-profits, and I would no longer be able to commute to the farm in Belchertown. He replied, " You are the first to know, I have just been officially hired, so you can take my temp placement!" So I did...
P. not only gave me his position, he assisted in moving me into my apartment!
This gave us opportunity to talk, and share old folk music.
The woman that lived in this apartment before me, also did an internship at my new place of work!
No 6 degrees of separation up here in the hills, more like two or three degrees, if any!
In this new position, my co-worker/supervisor is a good old friend of P.'s. As we talked and got to know each other, we found so much in common. Art, Craft, Nature Photography, Spirituality. She has a wonderful blog here. Rustique Gallery. Check it out! S., & P.. and some other old friends go kayaking often!
S. is also the person responsible for getting me to blogging class! Side by side, we launched this exciting venture!
The best is yet to come!
White Woods and wonder
Another night walk last night in the hush. The woods were still and silent under the overcast blue moon!
I imagine myself three years from now, living in the same place, still walking in the woods at night, still getting deep insight from it.
The deer and squirrels have been very busy under the old apple trees, finding treats and treasures.
Black-Capped Chicadees smile and call to me, as I leave things in the crotch of the tree in the mornings.
I pondered about silence...
I watched the movie, 'August Rush' twice before my walk. Intense for me. If you haven't seen this, I highly recommend it.
(Seems all the movies I am watching now have to do with stringed instruments???) I also recommend 'The Red Violin' and 'Ladies in Lavender'
Yet it made me realize how strangled I am in the expressing of the music within me.
I choose silent activities; spinning and knitting are primarily silent, and can be done solitarily.
Though I have a deep love and connection to music, I play no instrument.
Perhaps I will work on changing this in 2010.
I imagine myself three years from now, living in the same place, still walking in the woods at night, still getting deep insight from it.
The deer and squirrels have been very busy under the old apple trees, finding treats and treasures.
Black-Capped Chicadees smile and call to me, as I leave things in the crotch of the tree in the mornings.
I pondered about silence...
I watched the movie, 'August Rush' twice before my walk. Intense for me. If you haven't seen this, I highly recommend it.
(Seems all the movies I am watching now have to do with stringed instruments???) I also recommend 'The Red Violin' and 'Ladies in Lavender'
Yet it made me realize how strangled I am in the expressing of the music within me.
I choose silent activities; spinning and knitting are primarily silent, and can be done solitarily.
Though I have a deep love and connection to music, I play no instrument.
Perhaps I will work on changing this in 2010.
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