Monday, March 28, 2005

Ripples into the Universe

From CS
Kathmandu, Nepal

The men sit in silence (watching the fire of cremation). This is the first place I have ever noticed where the swinging doors of conversation on politics, business and sport are solemnly shut. Instead the men stick their fingers into the warmer crevices of their bodies and, without word or commentary, watch the silent captions that scroll in their minds underlining the scene.

Without discrimination it burns all our accomplished and failed dreams, all our material gains and losses, all our relations of love and hate, all our deeds of both good and evil intention, and all else that ever once, positively or negatively affected our formations of earthly ego.


From MJS
To CS


Maybe if death were more real to us than the fake ones we see on TV, people would live more sensitively in the United States.

I don’t think death is the end of anyone really. I do believe every life causes ripples from what it did or did not do, that go out forever, into the Universe, into the people left behind right here and now, having some effect, however minute. If we have NO such responsibility for effects, then there is no call for service, self-discipline, community effort, nothing but hedonism. Personally, I don’t think “God” created “hell” but we do it ourselves, because we will watch the effects of our living, and have to do over in some way until we get it right. We spirits are on some path of increasingly complex existence. Like seeds, pushing to the light through the dirt, not seeing where we are going, but going, through metamorphoses both painful and pleasurable. Going we are. I believe that ultimately the Universe is beneficent, though it doesn't always seem so from our limited perspective.

The gift of life is the gift of all possibility. Death is only apparent dissolution.

The men you observed silently watching the cremation know they are going too. We all know this. That is what faith is.




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The Good Life

From: PC

The Good Life is knowing that when I feel no one else appears to be loving me, God does. It is knowing that whatever I face, God is in control and that there is a solution to the dilemma, no matter how difficult things may seem. I can make it through this with lessons learned and blessings bestowed or found in the answers I experienced, and some unexpected surprises along the way as I travel towards the solution. Roadblocks and detours catapult me in the direction that He intends, opening the doors to a possibly greater satisfaction and more purposeful life here on earth.

The Good Life is knowing that all is well with me, no matter what I may feel in the moment. There is a roof over my head, clothing in my closet (various sizes and we know what that means), food in my refrigerator, and a running patchwork piece of metal in my garage. I have some true friends and loving family, who will stand by me no matter what the situation, lifting me and encouraging me, truly invaluable wealth to a human being.

My legacy of faith in my Creator and His goodness, knowing my salvation through Jesus that will transcend to eternity with all of those who believe, captures the essence of my being.




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Monday, March 14, 2005

Overcoming Fibromyalgia

OVERCOMING FIBROMYALGIA: A PERSONAL JOURNEY

In October of 1995 I woke up to the fact that I did not feel well at all. It was as if I had just walked five miles and was coming down with the flu. I ached all over, was fatigued in the extreme, and sleeping poorly. Rolling over in bed hurt, both moving and holding still. Besides that I had carpel tunnel problems in both hands. I had already had persistent diarrhea for the past year, and that seemed no better either. I noticed edema gathering in my legs and lumps in my arms. I had a painful lump on my sternum, gurgling noises in the area of my liver, and low level long-lasting headaches that did not respond to anything. My hands and feet hurt so much! I could barely walk in the mornings, couldn’t unscrew a jar lid or brush my hair. My teeth hurt and my gums bled easily. There was a swelling around my thyroid gland in my throat. Then a persistent flash began in my left eye, and I had periods of total loss of circulation in my hands and feet fifteen or twenty times a day (Raynaud’s disease). A saliva test showed my adrenal output to be abnormally flat, and my platelet count was very low, but there were no other significant health abnormalities. I was easily injured doing small tasks, so that even petting the dog was painful. I couldn’t do very much house or yard work. For all of these symptoms there was “no known cause, no known cure, and no known medication.” The doctor offered me a prescription for an antidepressant, which I refused. In a nice way, she told me to “learn to live with it” and gave me a pamphlet about Fibromyalgia recommending rest, a good diet and exercise. I had bad reactions to most medications already. I was approaching menopause, but had rarely been sick and seldom missed work. I didn’t look different, so my family and co-workers did not lower their expectations one bit. They were just as disappointed in me now as I was. This was all new to me.
I tried to “live with it” but by the end of January of 1996 I was mad enough to do my own research. I found out that the human body has about a year’s worth of stored vitamins and minerals, enough to get a person through a famine, war, pregnancy, or serious illness. After more than a year of diarrhea following an antibiotic, I had used up all my reserves! I also learned that the lymph system carries away 6% of waste matter, but with no pump. I had to move muscles to do that. Stiffness with illness is the lymph working overtime. I needed to improve my sedentary lifestyle, even though I hated exercise as a waste of energy. I learned that the Fascia is a membrane layer just below the skin, all over the body, which ought to be loose and supple, but through poor nutrition and hydration, can become adhered in just about anyplace, causing searing pain when moved forcibly. Another membranous sac encloses the brain and spinal column. Separate from each other, yet interdependent, both require plenty of fluid and nutrition. And in my studies, whatever symptom I started to try to understand by studying how that body system ought to work, I was always brought back to how essential are vitamins and minerals. How complicated is the human organism! In my vision, my “body manager” was a little short of what is needed, so one day the muscles didn’t get enough, and another day the bones, and so on. I compared it to times when I didn’t have enough money in the bank to pay the bills, so one month I paid the phone bill and the next electric, and I always shorted the charge cards, where the debt continued to rise. I searched the Internet too. But I couldn’t find anyone who overcame Fibromyalgia!
Insight: Nature provides all we need through food, our incoming energy. Our bodies work best when they are used moderately but consistently. Mind, body, and spirit are a unit, and all these energies must work together. I would have to do everything to take care of myself, all at the same time. From February of 1996 through the present date of February of 2000, my health has continually improved, and I no longer have any symptoms of Fibromyalgia. I continued to work full time until recently. Now I take no supplements or medications but I eat well and drink plenty of good water. I wouldn’t wish this condition on anyone, but I am grateful for all the knowledge and insight it has brought me to, for the love and support of friends and family, and for my ever increasing appreciation of the marvelous gift of life itself. May you be so blessed with health of mind, body, and spirit.

FIBROMYALGIA: Summary of what worked for me, over four year’s time.

I assume personal responsibility for every aspect of my health, including seeking and following professional medical advice, as needed. Like most FM sufferers, I am a Type A busy bee! FMS is “Forgive My Sins” for being too busy to pay attention to my own body’s needs. I began by my improving my diet, and trying the very mildest amount of exercise. (If you are taking any kind of drugs or supplements, continue them, and if you decide to withdraw from them, do so only with professional supervision.)

EXERCISE: Twenty minutes daily of stretching, to music (movements while standing, sitting, lying down, self-message including the skull). Daily 30 minutes or more of one of the following: exercycle, walking, or dancing free form to music. End with meditation or imaging, “seeing” around the inside of my body. I made my own tapes. Aerobic classes proved too strenuous. I began with 5 minute sessions, worked up. I tried Tai Chi, Yoga, Qi Dong, and ended up with a personal hodge podge set to my favorite music. I get 15 minutes a day of daylight, into my eyes, even if it is overcast.

DIET: A gallon a day of purified or distilled water. Use it also for making tea or diluting juice. (Headaches are an indicator of dehydration.) Include a variety of foods I like, raw, or cooked myself (no prepared, canned, or fast foods, no caffeine). Eat a large salad daily. Use best grade olive oil (flax oil is even better) on bread, salads, etc. to help my body metabolize vitamins and minerals. Use spices for flavor and healthful benefits, esp. garlic and cumin. Use sea salt, which is potassium chloride, instead of sodium chloride (tastes the same). Sit at the table while I eat, and thank God for the incoming energy. (Diarrhea and muscle weaknesses indicate sensitivities.) Four piles on my plate: 4 oz protein, salad, vegetables, starch. (Sugar, wheat, and milk products are implicated in 90% of food sensitivities. Chemical substitutes will not benefit the body.) Dr. Dick Thom, a naturopath in Beaverton, helped me with restoring the health of my digestive tract.

ELIMINATE OR AVOID DRUG OR FOOD SENSITIVITIES: also eliminate any unnecessary chemicals from life, including hair spray, deoderant, most makeup, cremes, cleansers. Read the labels of everything before I buy/use it. Showering too often removes valuable skin oil I need to metabolize Vit. D. I had a professional evaluation as I did not even know what my sensitivities were. A naturopath can do a saliva or blood test to determine them. NAET is an allergy elimination treatment program that really benefited me, through Oregon City Wellness Clinic. I worked with Dr. Janet Thompson, a chiropractor. (Look up NAET on web for practitioners.) I learned that persons with Raynaud’s should not take any aspirin products.

REDUCE STRESS: I learned to only worry about what I am really able to do something about. I delegate and then don’t watch! Drive during off peak hours, take slower routes that are less stressful. Get out of commitments, knowing they could do it without me if I were dead. Take longer showers. Get a massage weekly if possible. I like aromatherapy and reflexology (foot massage) too. I removed all electrical items from my bedroom, except a clock and a lamp. Turned off the phone ringer. My head is to the west, my feet to the east (most restful position in Asian viewpoint). And the door shuts out our pets.

IMAGING: I listen to music, create a peaceful imaginary place, and “go there”. It’s grown quite detailed, and comes back whenever I hear that music. The Well Being Journal by Lucia Capacchione was very helpful, teaching me to draw pictures of my insides, helping me visualize and reflect on my past and current health.

MENTAL WORK: I am the god of a small universe of billions of living things! I must be benevolent, taking in energy (food, sex, emotions, activities, exercise, prayer) and listening to the body talking back to ME. It doesn’t speak English. I must listen to its sign language and believe it. No one knows my universe except me. Face the emotional problems of my youth: if I remember them, they still effect me. Stay connected to relatives and friends, do some community service, and don’t whine. Do talk to people who can help me in specific ways.

PRAYER AND MEDITATION: There are lots of ways. I choose a time, a place, and a method, that appeals to me. Minimum: I just sit quietly for 10 minutes. Breathe four breathes and listen to the world around me. Breathe four breathes and pay attention to my bodily feelings, but do nothing about it. A thousand monkeys will chatter in my head… music or a repetitive verse or prayer stops it. Visualize a white light filling me up. If I lie down for this, I may fall asleep, and that’s OK. ( The Best Guide to Meditation is an overview with lots of ideas). I keep a Spirit Journal for my insights. I read the Psalms (one or two a day) and underline everything said about health. I am in touch with the whole universe!

RECORD KEEPING: I keep my own health log for lots of reasons. If I write down everything I eat, and I will soon be very aware when I am off-track. (I no longer do this in detail unless I am experiencing some problem.) I am able to figure out what I ate or did which provoked problems. I created a key as a shortcut method of recording. (A=20 min. stretch. B=30 min exercise, etc.). I created my own “pain meter” and rate each day from 0 to 10, so I would know that I do have better days. I have data for professional health care people I consult. I look back and see progress and am encouraged to keep on. I use a Cambridge Action Planner notebook from the grocery store, a page a week, with a key at the front for what I do for myself, and a list of symptoms from my worst time reminds me how good I feel now!

Look for the cause of your FMS at least a year prior to your symptoms being especially noticeable. I had an auto accident, family stress, a bout with Shigellosis and antibiotic treatments in the year before the diagnosis. These events depleted my reserves and destroyed my ability to absorb nutrients, and I made it worse by eating poorly and doing too little. There IS a cause. There is hope for a cure, but it will not arrive in a drug form. There is NO SHORTCUT to restored health. It’s is a lot of hard work and self-discipline. Better health IS worth the effort.

In 2005 I have no symptoms that I can call Fibromyalgia. Please contact me if you have further questions. Peace to you.

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Scraps of Deep Thought

From: JB
We have all been around quite a lot - just that everyone has their little area of expertise that must stay important to them to enable its continuance - and somewhere, we all know these power people - at some point I admired them and respected their hard work to achieve it all - now, I just sort of think why do people do that to themselves and their families - in the grand scheme of things, does it all matter - I think not.

Yes, I too love God's creations and works of art best of all - the cathedrals of canyons and mountain meadows are the best of all. I really feel blessed to have seen the wonderful spiritual places we have visited - I still love to discover new roads into wilderness areas, new waterfalls at the end of a trail - enjoy the desert vistas in early evening - never tire of this land of ours. If I never see Europe and its cities, that would be okay - I'd really love to embrace Alaska with my eyes again. I'd also like to look east again from the wild and empty seacoast of Nova Scotia and the Cape Breton Highlands and spend time with people who live in thoses areas - it is all windswept clean and green and naked.

Next life I shall stay single and become a world trekker.

Some years ago, in the early l980's, (my early 40's) my husband invited me to attend weekly Kiwanis dinner meeting , as he did often, as the speaker was the Brig General giving annual report to community on economic impact on City - ie payroll dollars spent locally, contractor and their employees, etc. benefit to local businesses - always trying to keep good rapor with local govt's - well, good way to get out of fixing dinner.

I was quite favorably impressed with figures and numbers of various ranks passing through the Fort annually. Actually wasn't aware there were that many brigadier generals, four star or otherwise - impressive - and this was all pre Gulf War days.
After the meeting, sitting around just chatting and having another cup of coffee - could do that still then, watch the late news, catch a little Johnny Carson and still sleep well and make it to work early - anyway, men chatting, women chatting, family issues, school children etc. General’s wife mentions problems that tend to present themselves at jr. hi level - WOW!!! Generals kids are same age as mine. DUHH!! I always thought Generals were OLDER Soldiers, Older Folks - these people are same age as ME!

General and family move on, as is usual in a few years. From here they most often move to Germany after getting another star. Not too many years later I see the face on NBC nightly news reporting from Kosovo - General Wesley Clark, Supreme Allied Commander of NATO FORCES. Again, he’s in my age category. And of course, who also makes an unsuccessful run for President in 2004.

Then again yesterday out at the Marine Base for the Drum and Bugle Corps performance - now look at what has happened! The General is closer to my son’s age. Just what has been happening here - SUNRISE, SUNSET, SUNRISE, SUNSET, SWIFTLY GO THE YEARS, ONE SEASON FOLLOWING ANOTHER.........MINGLED WITH HAPPINESS AND TEARS. I DON'T REMEMBER GROWING OLDER......

From MJS
Exactly my point. We've been around just as long as
they have! They don't know more than we do about
life, just a different perspective, some other piece
of expertise. We are doing good with life, I think.
I appreciate all the hard work that middle aged people
have to do to keep up, and it helps them stay on task
when they think it is all totally necessary. I
thought my church work was a great contribution at the
time. But I like being on this side and knowing that
it isn't quite so necessary. Bums must discover this
early in life. Some little kids find it out in first
grade. Someone has to do the work, but just exactloy
who? Me? LOL

In the Gulf War one of my son’s friends was
sitting at sea with his finger on one of those warhead
buttons. We do know those people. We are very
connected. I knew three families involved in 9-11
crashes on the ground, and a relative of a friend in
the one that crashed way out in NY. I know the loser
in the last State governor's race (still the head of
the Rep. Party there) and some of the officials of
life, met the bishops and saw the Vatican and the
grand cathedrals... and I like the desert better than
all of them. Much closer to God, if you ask me.


There were three old folks who had had strokes who came in for breakfast at our restaurant and another slowly crossing the street in front of me. I hate those kind of omens. I like birds better.

From: RAM
Words are fun--part of my idea of "The Good Life!"

I have always felt if one has health (mental & physical) everything else will fall into place;
part two of that one would be healthy, happy and safe children and grandchildren. Loving and caring family and friends, books to read, ability to travel a bit and enjoy nature. My ideas and values are quite simple
I believe--the basics I suppose.






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Monday, March 07, 2005

Witnesses to Life

In the movie Shall We Dance?, Susan Sarandon describes marriage as “witnessing the life of another.” In marriage we commit to doing that, in all its minute details. In the movie Coast to Coast with Richard Dreyfus, a long-married couple is contemplating divorce, but embarks on a last trip across country where they revisit family and friends, and in the end, they recommit to their marriage, because they realize they have witnessed each others’ lives, good and bad, together.
That is what siblings, cousins and old friends are about—witnessing life’s various joys and sorrows with you. That’s why they become so important in mid life. The function of “witnesses” is very important. When you’re with them, you don’t have to explain everything. They were there! The knew your parents and how you looked in your youth and the other circumstances of place and time that you shared. Sometimes these witnesses have different perspectives on those events that help you with honest re-evaluation, when it is time for that.
Thus we shouldn’t X people out of our past life lightly. (Users and abusers need special handling.) We don’t want to sell the old house and move to another place, abandoning the marks on the walls and gardens we laid out there. We plan to save the photo albums if there’s a fire. Those Christmas letters are very important too.
I like to make a new good friend for every few years, and hang on to lots of acquaintances. I am blessed with siblings, cousins, and old friends from different eras of my life. And now I know why. Save the Witnesses!
Do you agree with me on this?

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Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Desert Travels and Inspirations

Two weeks of desert storms, sunrises and sunsets fills the spirit for a while anyway. I am in need of electricity and running water, a laundromat, a supermarket, a library, a theatre and cable! We did go to town, buy a paper and eat out. Quartzite is the garage sale shopper’s delight. We did plenty of that too. I decorated a new Red Hat for future use. Used up our batteries and water. We had fireside conversations on a number of topics. In between we read, played cards, dominoes and scrabble. I have a nice tan. Now we have a great view of Lake Havasu, with electricity!

Great southwest experiences:
Desert storm caused me to ford four streams with rising blood pressure too! The storm managed to overturn at least one semi-truck and stall a number of cars.
Gold panning produced nothing except admiration for stalwart miners who do such work in unbelievable heat and dry weather, hauling all their supplies. And now I know why they prefer to pan gold where the water is running already, aside from the fact that heavy metals tend to move to the bottom of the slope, along with the water.
Geo-Cacheing is the hunt for markers using a geopositioning electronic device, which proved to be great fun. We found two in the Quartzite area, and I made another one yet to be registered. Look up geocaching.com, enter the area code where you wish to search, and lo! There are hundreds! Four wheel drive not always necessary but sometimes needed.
Labyrinth making is easy where rocks are so plentiful. Archaeologists of the future will find three of mine along the Colorado River area, and though I won’t be known any more than the Native American makers of the itaglios, it was worth the work of it. I like to think that anyone who even sees them will know something of Mother Earth as the Womb of Life, and therefore will be more respectful of the All.





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