Ta Da

I need more ideas for titles. When most of your blog is just writing about your world: your own experience, it sometimes seems to have very repetitive topics. Geesh.

Anyways, The Good:

First I did a lot of meditating, it was very helpful and put me in a really good mood. I felt my connection to the divine really strongly and knew everything was going better. Things were going to be okay. Then I worked on a new to me client.

Then, I did another small art piece today, again about 2″ x 3″, watercolor only this time:

Not so good:

After that, I went home and proceeded to get bogged down in taxes. The first draft of my return is not a return, it’s a really big bill, when already in a crap storm affecting my finances. Damn. Even if my accountant can adjust it a little, I’m still going to have a lot owed. That took all my good juju and threw it out the window. I know I connected with God earlier today, but that sucked ass so bad, that I’ve had a really tough evening. I keep trying to remind myself that it is going to be okay, but ultimately I had to distract myself quite a bit to find a moderate even keel. This too shall pass.

My distraction was updating both of my business websites, and my listing on the board website. I remembered one thing I forgot just now (Reiki info), so I’ll get that later, but you can see them here:

Atira Group and Atira Arts

May you have mostly good days with creativity and a good connection to the divine. May you maintain your connection even in adversity. May your tax return be good and may you make it through this mess with stable finances. May you know everything will be okay.

Siva Hir Su

More perspective.

Thank you Trump, thank you one percenters, thank you paid disinformants, thank you paid fear mongerers. You have provided me with a priceless perspective. Thank you God for all of their presence in my life.

You have provided me with the knowledge of how much healing I have accomplished. I may not have completely healed my brain, but it’s a hell of a lot closer than I thought.

I didn’t fall for the fear, because of my knowing of my divine protection built into my hyperactive immune system. I didn’t fall for the lies and outlandish claims because I am aware and intelligent enough that I remembered details of many other diseases and causes of death and I remembered my education on the life cycle of a virus. I was educated well enough to be able to research properly, and fill in gaps in my memory. I was educated well enough that I know proper sanitation and normal appropriate sustainable means of controlling disease, and can see where measures pushed beyond sustainability and increased more suffering than the disease itself. I know and understand: “First do no harm”- if the solution is worse than the disease then any person deserves full disclosure and consent.

I had enough perspective already, to know a lot about death and dieing, and I was spiritually aware enough to not be afraid of them. Because I KNOW God intimately I am not afraid of dieing, and I know it is not my time yet, even if I do sometimes wonder why it’s not, or seek that level of peace. Because I KNOW God, I also know that the divine protects us all as much as we allow, so even if my protection means going home out of this chaos, I also know God will look after my family as well. I have awaken enough to stand independent of the fear ridden masses and rise above the darkness known as IT.

I appreciate the perspective that anything can be done in excess and to harmful levels. Greed may help save money on the shallow end, but causes the powerful to crave money so intensely that they do things to harm society as a whole. They begin to care about money more than humanity, so much that the first available opportunity becomes a plot to help credit cards, creditors, vaccine producers, and big businesses at the expense of the American and even worldwide citizens. It gave me perspective so that I can focus on what degree I do anything, I only am willing to be selfish in so much as it is helpful, selfishness that causes harm to another is unacceptable me.

I am aware enough to understand my place in it all. The outer world is a manifestation of my inner world. Everyone is overreacting to something out of their control. My immune system is hyperactive which is the same thing, but mine is reacting to molecules triggered by exposure to toxic chemicals which were injected into my blood stream. My immune system was exposed so many times in decades past, to toxins in my bloodstream, that it wants to cling to that knowledge even though it means it is killing my own body. It is trying to protect me from poisoning by going after any molecules that remotely look the same. I now know I can fix this. I will tell my immune system to relax and go back to only fighting virus, bacteria or parasites. I will remind my liver to eliminate all the toxins. There are many ways to do both, an I have already eliminated as many sources of continued toxins as humanly possible. I will remind my body as repeatedly as necessary to let God in to provide divine healing.

Because of all of this I can and will heal.

I am more confident than ever in my abilities, knowledge, experience and divine connection. I am ever so appreciative that all have improved, but especially my divine connection. Thank you God for being with me through thick and thin, through bad times and good, through sickness and health. Thank you God for helping me with my biggest challenges and getting me the information the best way I can hear it. Thank you for flowing me all of the answers through helpful people, through AI notifications, through videos and conversations. Thank for for showing me all of this and helping me see that even the bad is valuable. Thank you divine for being in me and giving me these words to express thoughts that seem larger than the written word. Thank you even more for guiding my thoughts to these solutions and greater understanding.

May you all have solutions and greater understanding. May you see the value even in the negative. May you make peace with death and understand and know whether it’s your time or not. May you have the intelligence to know fact from fiction, to know how to research whatever you don’t understand or remember, and to rise above fear. May you be awaken to your divine connection and it’s blessings and guidance. May you know you are safe and have the ability to heal. May you rise above the darkness of IT to see God’s guiding light.

An it Harm None.

Siva Hir Su

A reminder of perspective.

So many people die from many bacterial and parasitic diseases we know exactly how to eliminate. This is fixable. Take your fear, learn how viruses function, and then channel any frustration into helping with an easy solution. Donate to Charity Water. I know that I’ll cut many things from my budget before I cut my monthly donation to Charity Water.

Today’s artwork.

Watercolor and drafting pen on watercolor paper.

I also finished coloring this one.

And then did this quick coloring page.

There was not much work to be had with our new 30 day quarantine. I’m so glad government agencies can make decisions like this for us- NOT! I’d rather have been sick for a week or two than out of work for 7 weeks. Such short sighted decisions make everyone suffer 10 times as much, simply for fear of the few that might die from this illness and will probably die from something anyway. Should we shut society down for two months every time they send people off to war that are likely to die for an arbitrary cause? Sounds like an equivalent solution to me. Yes I’m pissed off and right now enjoying the improvement that Abraham Hicks reminded me was okay with: “revenge always feels better than dispair.”

They still don’t have an adequate solution for their short sighted overreaction. Now all of those affected have 12 months worth of bills and 10 months of income. Their relief package is no where near making up for 2 months of expenses for even low income households. Psycho idiots trying to prevent something after the fact, when all viruses spread most readily before symptoms manifest.

But Visa and MasterCard are having stock spikes when every other business is crashing. This all comes magically right after they changed how credit is affected by card use. And my bank already sent me an offer for a small business loan to help compensate for the government’s decisions. Isn’t the government giving airplanes and several other major industries bailouts. So essentially it’s boiled down to our bought government is in favor of the corporate citizen, but not the actual tax paying citizens.

Rant over, again my words mean nothing to anyone, and don’t solve anything.

Julia Westin did a wonderful job compiling this music that fits well with everything. Give it a listen:

I’ll resume enjoyment with EDM music and kids dancing and playing drums.

May you have bigger steps up the emotional scale. May you see more positive progress with your government. May everyone be more practical, less short sighted, and focus on allowing existing means to do their job(s). May you have calming creativity. May you feel safe, secure and healthy. May you know it will all be alright.

Siva Hir Su

Alone in my Gardens

YouTube notified me of this song after I had spent all day digging in dirt alone:

It fit very well. And I did need that time. It was overcast and cool, but I really needed the nature and peacefulness. I know I’m an empath, and sometimes my junk is literally having collected everyone else’s stuff. Sometimes it’s my own. Sometimes it’s a blend of both. Regardless, digging in the dirt or being in nature is soothing to my soul, as much as art or music are.

So I spent literally all day doing Gardens. My body hurts as much as ever, but my mind is calmer. I sat to eat dinner having gotten all but a few seeds in the ground. The simple act of consuming a meal brought my motion to a halt. I no longer desired anything but sleep. Except that I recognized how sore I was and deemed a bath as necessary before sleep could be accomplished.

I dumped 4 pounds of Epsom salts into the tub and now I soak. 30 min, maybe a bit longer in as hot as I can tolerate. It will soothe my sore muscles enough to function this week.

It was worth it though. My gardens will be beautiful when they grow. I got 9,000 steps just moving back and forth through our yard. Hoisting bricks and cinder blocks. Moving sticks and rocks. Not to mention all the dirt that I carefully filled every bed and planter with. The seeds was the easy part at the end of the day.

I planted fern bulbs gifted to me by my retired massage therapist. They had sprouted quite a few runners, so I stretched them out to cover a long section along the back of our house. It’s off the side of the porch in a narrow trench of dirt between the sidewalk and the house. They’ll be perfect there.

On the other side of that same sidewalk I constructed my favorite-easy-cheap cinder-block planter. It’s the second time I’ve done this large scale, and both times I used found cinder blocks. The universe loves me, because not only were there enough cinder blocks to do that, but there were enough bricks to pave the dirt between the planters. No more muddy mess.

We also put lots of grass seed down to try and fix the rest of the muddy areas in the yard.

So far I have several different mystery flower bulbs left by the previous owner. I have Rose bushes planted by the previous owner. There is lots of the dark ivy ground cover (not English Ivy). There are a few shrubs I can’t identify yet, and some kind of perennial plant that is sprinkled about- I think some of them are volunteers, but I’m okay with that.

Then I’ve planted gladiolus bulbs, fresia bulbs, Iris bulbs, anemone bulbs, tigridia bulbs, renunculous bulbs, zennia seeds, bachelor button seeds, marigold seeds, Daisy seeds, cosmos seeds, lettuce seeds, spinach seeds, kale seeds, broccoli seeds, cauliflower seeds, cucumber seeds, chard seeds, okra seeds, several varieties of bean and pea seeds, chive seeds, white onion seeds, red onion starts, and cabbage starts.

I have one big circular planter left, which has some of those mystery plants in it, but around the mystery plants I’m going to put our zucchini and squash seeds. There’s also the oval planter which has volunteer violets in it right now, but will get herb seeds ASAP. We will have quite the gardens when they sprout and grow. I very much look forward to that.

With all of that I’ll leave you with pictures of my handy work. May you all have calming, grounding time to soothe your soul. May you have beautiful gardens or the ability to enjoy other’s gardens. May you feel safe and supported by the universe. May you stay healthy and have joyous days. May peace be with you.

Siva Hir Su

Hi God

I’m sorry, please forgive me. I have problems I haven’t been able to solve and they’re pinching you off from solving them for me.

My firey passion only seems to hurt those I care about, it doesn’t fix any of the things that bring it out of me in the first place. I haven’t created any good in this world, despite my best efforts. I made 2 babies, but upset them and hurt them even when I try not to, and they trample all over us emotionally, it hurts me. Yet, I have worked so hard to get them a home that I panic at the first sign of uncertainty.

I’m healthy, but not enough to be visible. I still have thyroid stuff and an immune system overreacting (allergies) and I’m fat and have skin stuff I haven’t been able to fix. I really liked how good I looked when Ian was born, but my brain melted down and I couldn’t keep it all together. I looked so healthy but my brain was the opposite. I want to look healthy and have happy brain.

And I work so much, too much. I don’t give myself enough time off because for so long I couldn’t or we wouldn’t have had a home or food. I prayed so many times, but things never got better, so I just worked and worked until they did. Now, even though I am really tired, I can’t stop without completely crashing and upsetting everyone around me.

I want happy mediums so much, but I can never find them. The rare occasion I do, I can’t seem to maintain them long enough to let you in for the healing I so desperately seek.

My shoulders hurt constantly anymore. Like there are knives stabbing me clear through. My pecs are tighter than many body builders but my boobs sag so much that you can’t tell. It makes my upper back ache from the tension pulling my rib cage forward. I can pick up a 230 pound person from a squat, and speed walk for hours, but can’t run more than 2 or 3 minutes at a time. My neck might as well be made of concrete for all I can get my muscles to relax. I haven’t bothered to check on proper curvature because I’m certain it’s less than it should be. The most comfortable position for me is with my head tipped all the way back looking at the ceiling. Despite crunches, squats, planks, and leg lifts my abdominals are still far weaker than I need them for proper posture, so I hurt more frequently than I admit to. Falling last week didn’t help, and I still have yet to figure out how that happened. The bits I remember don’t add up to a fall, it’s like I stepped into a vortex of cartoon laws of physics.

I want to trade every 3 weeks like I used to with Becky, but I can’t find anyone reliable and good like we were, let alone willing to trade. Let alone a 90min trade, enough to fix all my aches and pains.

Then all this is just my stuff. Just a little scared girl in a big woman’s body. And I’m surrounded by people that are in such similar straights they melt down over another disease and try to do the impossible, which makes every element of life even harder and more stressful. I feel so stupid asking God for help again, when the whole world needs it more than I do. But it scares me that I feel like I’m the most logical level headed person in Kansas City right now. If I’m the most logical person, then I feel like we’re really in trouble in a big way. Even people in charge are melting down. That’s really, really scary, way scarier than the stupid virus is.

Please, maybe there’s a way around all of it. I don’t want to live in this world if I am the most sane person in it, because I know I’m not that sane. It’d be one thing if I had healed my brain, but I haven’t yet. I don’t want to be in charge, but the people that are, are screwing up everything really fast. I don’t have any answers anymore, I’ve run out of my list of things to try. I want you to help the world, but if there’s any time left I could use some help too. Or maybe it’s just my time to go.

I don’t know, I don’t know anything anymore. I give up God. Please help us all. Please help humanity regain reason and calm. Please help me heal the parts I’ve been unable to. I’ve gotten so far, and now I’m stuck. I want my body to stop hurting. I want my brain to find balance. I want to be all the way healthy. But none of that means a lick of anything if society keeps being so rediculous crazy. There’s no reason to stay in a world that has lost every shred of practical awareness and concern for more than just living versus dieing. Dieing would literally be better than staying in this chaotic craziness. I give up. Please just help in any way you can God. Thank you and I love you.

Overreacting is not solved by more overreacting.

See previous posts, wrote 2 in the last week on this mess. Listen to this song too. BTW all red text in my posts is external links to related data.

Death is inevitable, you can not avoid it when it is your time to go. There are millions of causes of death, and even the flu supposedly kills 3% of those that catch it. Every so often, whether it be “survival of the fittest” or “God’s plan”, regardless of what you call it, something happens worldwide that kills many people. There have been natural disasters (earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, hurricanes, F5 tornadoes), planes flying into buildings, wars, The Holocaust, The Soviet Famine (Holocaust senior), bombs, car accidents, train accidents, and many many diseases. If it’s your time, it’s your time. If it’s not, then being sick for a week or two isn’t the end of the world.

And suffering is all self-contrived to begin with. I can’t count the number of old people I have worked with that hold on for no apparent reason even when their body has shut down and it hurts more to be alive than to let go. I always end up having “the conversation” where I essentially ask them why are they holding on. Regardless of their excuse, if they can even speak, inevitably that conversation seems to be the permission to let go and they always let go and let themselves exit the misery. It was their choice all along.

Additionally, what goes around comes around with suffering. I find it interesting that one of my 94 year olds told me over the phone: “They won’t let you come give me my massage, they won’t even let my kids in…. I worked on a kids polio unit all those many years ago. My unit was in the basement of the hospital in rural Iowa. Kids were dieing of polio and their parents had to stand outside of tiny basement windows to try and see their kids. The kids would cry for their parents. Now I know how they felt.” Polio killed many people, but not everyone. I have a dozen people that I know over the age of 80 that survived polio. Two lost use of their legs, others look fine but have residual leg problems, others had no lasting effects. All of them have lived generally good happy lives.

So far, numbers that I have seen and heard do not make this virus any worse than previous pandemics. Yet the world has gone insane.

Keeping people home and unemployed does not prevent the spread of the disease altogether, as should be obvious by now, yet somehow more and more government agencies seem to think it’s helping and are following suit. More of our society lives in whole families than live alone. So just because Bob couldn’t go to work and Bob’s kids had to stay home from school, doesn’t mean his wife got out of work, and many families live with extended relatives: aunt’s, uncles, grandparents, etc. So 80% of your family is sequestered but 20% comes into contact with the rest of society doing their job. They catch it and bring it home to the people that were forced to stay home, little good that sequestering process did. Someone proposed that we require staff to stay at their jobs. For how long, and where, would you make people sleep at their desks, and has anyone thought of the strain that would put on families and small children missing their parents?

This idea that we’ll just shut everything down to slow the spread is rediculous and unsustainable. It may be effective at slowing the disease, but it draws out suffering for everyone.

Everyone that loses income or employment, stuffers hardship attempting to pay bills. It puts our healthy children behind in their education and contributes to illiteracy. It’s puts mental strain on everyone because of cabin-fever and the loss of the benefits of proper socialization (which I learned is a major key element to fighting clinical depression). It will literally drive people crazy with anxiety, worry, and stress. That chemical storm in the human body will make everyone more susceptible to every disease, even ones their immune system has already fought off at some point. This is all already documented, well accepted, verifiable information.

It is unsustainable. We already have multiple diseases yearly. If everything shuts down every time a virus spreads, we’d be shut down more than functional. Last year alone I watched two stains of the flu, 1 stain of pneumonia, and CDIFF spread through my work environments, to be followed by this covid19. If we had shut down for all of them: banks would not get paid for mortgages and loans, businesses would close, homes would be lost, unemployment and homelessness would skyrocket. This is not a sustainable solution.

Just because there is more technology that enables more people to work from home, does not mean we can sustain society on that alone. Trash/recycling would still need collected and processed, grocery stores would still need to function, drug stores would still be vital, hospitals/nursing centers would still need to function, chiropractors/acupuncturists/massage therapists are as vital as ever as they help lower stress levels. I can think of dozens of things that computers simply cannot replace.

I know that everyone thinks that AI is the great saviour that will solve all of this. We can have robots make the products. Robots package the products. Robots deliver the products. Robots could even eventually replace trash trucks. But would you want to eat a meal cooked by robots? And, how much of society can be replaced by robots before you run out of work for qualified citizens? There’s only so many positions that can be employed from a home computer. We always have had a portion of society that was unskiled menial labor; even if one hypothesizes that we could eliminate the jobs with Robots, you can’t eliminate the portion of humans that filled those roles. There is no way to ensure all of humanity is educated enough to carry out highly skilled positions. Would you start assassinating healthy upstanding citizens merely because their job was replace by a robot and they were not skilled enough to work from a computer?

I for one have seen the movies like Gataca, AI, etc. They were bad ideas in the movies and I don’t want to live in that world. That is what is trying to happen here. I don’t want to live in a world like this.

I want to live in the world of sanity, where people value each other and understand illness as part of life. Where we love each other and care for each other even when a new disease is spreading. Where we work on ourselves to overcome fears, worries, and anxiety so that we can stay as healthy as our bodies and God intended. I want to live in the world that takes normal, sustainable measures to slow the spread of diseases. I want to live in a world where the divinity of our amazing immune system is honored. I want to live in a world where people in power have half a brain and can step back and say: “ok, this crossed the line, we need to pull back a bit.” Where those in control use logic and reason and make positive forward-moving decisions based in practical reality. I want to live in a world where media channels fall and the contrived Hysteria comes to an end. I want to live in a world that mitigates the news to truly necessary informational updates and returns to only being informed occasionally as scheduled, not 24/7. The inundation is what breeds Hysteria. I want to live in a world where entertainment tells the good story, tells the good what if, tells of good things to look forward to. I want to live in a world where superheroes are the politicians and law enforcement officers that bring calm, sane, reassurance. I want to live in a world where people focus on living a happy life knowing they could die anytime from anything. I want those things for myself mostly, but for everyone. I am being selfish in these thoughts, but in a way that includes humanity as a whole. I want everyone to do that. Being selfish does not have to equal harming others or bringing humanity down. We are all in this together, bring the love and the light and lift each other up. Supporting each other helps us all get through life better. Supporting each other helps your own life feel better.

Here’s a question, with all the shut downs, what’s happened to soup kitchens? What’s going on with homeless shelters? Churches have shut down, how are food banks functioning? In fear of “I might get sick” we’re hurting ourselves all over the place in literally thousands of other ways. How is that okay?

May we all come to our senses. May we all make peace with the possibility of death and the minimal suffering of a nasty cold. May we see that what doesn’t kill us really does make us stronger. May we all see our general health. May we know our immune systems are God given kick ass virus destroying superheroes. May we love ourselves and be selfishly helpful of society as a whole. May we all have joyous happy lives full of healthy days of positive socialization and friendships. May we all earn a living doing things we love regardless of their ability to work from home on a computer. May we all be able to exist freely and happily day to day for our entire lives.

Many blessings to everyone, you’ll make it through this one way or another. It’ll all be okay. It is okay. We can return to normal if everyone makes it known that is preferred.

World peace begins with inner peace. ~ Dalai Lama

Siva Hir Su

Calm. Float.

Apropos; listen to “Float” by Flogging Molly :

https://youtu.be/JZKjxxciTVk  lyrics as follows:

Drank away the rest of the day
Wonder what my liver'd say
Drink, it's all you can

Blackened days with their bigger gales
Blow in your parlor to discuss the day
Listen, it's all you can

But don't, don't sink the boat
That you need, you build to keep afloat
No don't, don't sink the boat
That you built...

Sick and tired of what to say
No one listens anyway
Sing, it's all you can

Rambling years of lousy luck
You miss the smell of burning turf
Dream, it's all you can

But don't, don't sink the boat
That you need, you build to keep afloat
No don't, don't sink the boat
That you built...

Singled out for who you are
Takes all types to judge a man
Feel, that's all you can

Filthy suits with bigot ears
Hide behind their own worst fears
Live, it's all you can

It's all you can
It's all you can... Do

No matter where I put my head
I wake up feeling sound again
Breath, it's all you can

Tomorrow smells of less decay
The flowers keep this bloomin' fray
Be thankful, it's all you can

But don't, don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep alfoat
But don't, don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
But don't, don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
No don't, no don't sink the boat
That you built,
We all built to keep afloat

A ripe old age
A ripe old age
I'm a ripe old age
That's what I am
Ripe old age
Ripe old age
A ripe old age
Just doin' the best I can (repeat)

May miniature art piece today was gifted to the office manager. She had seen my candles quote from yesterday and said she would like something similar for her desk. We both liked the quote I chose. It only took me a couple of hours around the 2 massages I did. It’s watercolor and drafting pen on watercolor paper.

It was not perfect, but it did bring me some inner peace. Art always does that. Sometimes I have difficulty choosing what to do, but once I start my brain switches into creative zone out. It is very relaxing and that element alone was very appreciated.

I always notice the flaws because I am so critical of myself, but I appreciate that I am capable of creating these images with just my hands a couple drawing tools and some time.

I love that my mind has the ability to just switch over like that too. With all the chaos this week, and everyone trying to melt down over yet another disease, I have noticed my brain and body are gravitating to the things that calm my brain and allow my soul to float.

I told Nathan several days ago that I kept finding myself singing, even at the clinic I would hide in the laundry room to sing. I don’t need anyone to hear me, in fact that usually embarrasses me. I just needed to make music for the calm factor, and I don’t have access to instruments most of my available times. So my voice does it’s best to meet that desire. Regardless of my actual singing ability, it does accomplish the calm quite well.

I also did some beading. My lapis-lazuli/chakra-stones mala beads needed restrung because the cord was wearing thin, and I reformatted my kunzite/rose-quartz mala beads as well. That was also welcomed calm for one evening.

I am very very grateful that I know my most effective tools for centering and finding my inner peace. I wish sometimes that they made me money, but honestly when my clients are quiet and I can focus, I am able to find my calm around the table too. I just have yet to master finding my calm in the midst of chaos, complaints, or dominating sounds that aren’t music.

May you all have moments of quiet centeredness. May you feel your inner peace. May you enjoy your days mostly and find the benefits of any moments you might not enjoy. May you have abundant income and ample time for yourself and your family. May you remain healthy and happy through this challenge, but also for most of your years. Live long and prosper. Greatful, I am.

Siva Hir Su

It’s going to be ok.

I’m having difficulty, but still doing my best, to convince myself that sanity will return to society and martial law will be lifted. Everyone is really enjoying fear mongering over yet another new virus. 60 years ago this shit didn’t happen. Hell, even with the Zikka virus 2 years ago it didn’t and cases of that made it to Missouri, right before I got pregnant with Katherine. I held my breath through first trimester, crossing fingers I didn’t get it, but otherwise the only thing different was lots of spraying for mosquitoes.

Oh well, my down time has been spent with the TV off and my phone put away or only playing music.

I have been very non-income productive. If I’m not working to make money, I’ll at least chip at my mile long to-do-list of other things I consider important. Then there’s all the things I like doing, but never have time for.

So first, I did some art for my massage office.

Then I went home early, after it was certain I wasn’t likely to get any additions today.

Once home, I worked on gardens. Using supplies already purchased. I built the long raised bed planter, and finished the flower gardens along the sidewalk by our front door. Everything I have planted so far is bulbs or seeds so it will still be a bit before I get to see any results. They’re just big swaths of dirt right now, but there is far less gravel than 2 weeks ago.

All the gravel filled the bottom half of every planter, that was nice, I reappropriated supplies already present, a good money saver. It just took a crap ton of digging and hauling. Then being bent over planting things, my low back is now angry. Ian helped some, but not nearly as much as I would have thought based on his throwing rocks in the back yard. Nathan also helped as he was able.

Google then thought it would be funny to follow my new pictures with a reminder:

I really enjoyed the day all things considered. I would rather have my steady stream of income, but I enjoy these activities too. Maybe one day I’ll get both, that would be the best. Besides it was a decent weather day, the rain dried up just enough to do the gardens and the sun even came out for a while.

May you have time to create beautiful gardens. May you enjoy time outside. May you get to do all the things you enjoy and still earn a living. May you enjoy time with your family and stay sanely healthy. May everyone find calm and feel safe and secure.

Siva Hir Su

I’m not Falling for the Mass Hysteria

I had a very short day at work. Seems even healthy people are staying home in self-quarantine. I needed a pick me up for the drive home and said: “I don’t know whether to listen to Shiva mantras or really loud angry music, I think either would help, surprise me.”

I hit shuffle on the all songs view and got the following list: Seems God was listening and thought he’d give me an amusing mix of both. It made me really happy and I felt validated. Everything really is going to be okay, no matter what.

The 5th track was really appropriate and a good beat to listen to. I thought I’d share it here.(About 3 minutes into the track there’s a really appropriate quote.) https://youtu.be/zsCrrb92pf0

Anyways, I thought I’d add to my previous thoughts on the matter.

1st: the following is all of the things that could have killed me and didn’t, for which I’m ever so grateful.

  • Asthma attacks
  • Severe allergies
  • Flu for all but a few of my 37 years of life.
  • Super severe chicken pox at not quite 2yo, so bad they were in my mouth and throat.
  • Suicidal depression
  • Semi-truck crossing the median of the highway and missing me by inches.
  • Almost driving my car into an overpass pylon.
  • Almost driving my car into a pond.
  • Ragweed season sent me to the ER 3 times.
  • Giving birth twice.

Next: pandemics of previous years.

Has H1N1 been eradicated? No: “Although the new H1N1 is still here and will continue to cause disease, it has become much like any other flu strain…”

Has Zikka been eradicated? Nope, definitely still a threat.

Has West Nile been eradicated? No, it is still a common threat every mosquito season.

Has bird flu (H5N1) been eradicated? Has H7N9 Asian flu been eradicated? Yes and no, there are no new human cases, but the virus still exists.

Has Ebola been eradicated? The outbreak that started in 2018 in DRC has slowed but it has not been eradicated.

Finally, fun (or really gross) germ facts readily available.

If you live in this world, you are exposed to literally millions of germs every day. Your immune system protects you from most of them nearly all the time. In fact the human body carries nearly as many microbes (germs) as there are cells, and nearly everybody carries hundreds of diseases at any one time. Be grateful our systems function so well.

I for one completely understand good hygiene. Between elementary school, high school, college, and massage school (including including CEUs on MRSA and AIDS) it has pretty well been beaten into my head. I’m more sanitary on a lazy day than some nurse aids I’ve worked with. Mainly it boils down to whether I time my hand scrubbing between clients, but I always wash up to my elbows, so there’s no 10 second wash for me in the first place. My biggest lapse is not washing my side table every day, but I still keep my wash ratio to less than a dozen people even for that surface. I know that I do things to encourage wellness and reduce any disease transmission, and that doesn’t require meltdowns or Mass Hysteria.

May you all understand your place in this world. May you find a calm knowing you’re more likely to stay healthy than have severe difficulties. May you understand that if someone dies it was their time to go and they would have died whether it was H1N1 or this ‘new’ virus or pneumonia or cancer or whatever (death is between an individual and God, and I can’t count how many times medical staff have saved an elderly person to have them die within days from something else). May you know it’s not your time to go. May you figure out how to rise above this Mass Hysteria. May you feel your connection to God and see your moments of validation. May you feel safe and secure.

Siva Hir Su