Intention: An Aim or Plan, A determination to live or act in a certain way.
When I chose my WORD for 2015 I was drawn to; Intention. In January I gave that word a lot of thought. Here we are 6 months into the New Year and I must confess the word "Intention" doesn't always cross my mind, but living with purpose does....daily! And living with gratitude and JOY does...daily!
We are all faced daily with people who want nothing more then to draw us down into the mud pit they live in. We live so much of our lives today in Social Media and reading or writing blogs; sometimes uncovering the ugliness that lies within, sometimes living a lie, sometimes fearing the masses.
We can choose to embrace a life that is filled with gratitude and JOY even in the midst of such ugliness. It really is our choice.
I recently joined a few FB groups for Mast Cell and Histamine Intolerance only to find mud slingers and naysayers! Finding those who are content being sick and want nothing more then to have you join them. I realized early on that if I were to stay on my path of healing it would be by embracing others who were positive and lived with intention. I also realized early on that I may bow out because the negativity can kill a joyful healing spirit.
And so I did!
Early in my Lyme diagnosis over 15 years ago (although I was sick for over 30 years), I also realized this same truth. I chose to heal in spite of the naysayers and haters. I chose each day to walk in wholeness. I chose to heal in spite of doctors who wanted to medicate with Rx instead of Food....who called Lyme, Depression when they didn't get what THEY wanted! And each day as I put one foot in front of the other and I chose to live a grateful life of intention!!!
And so I did!
Then one day I woke up from the long slumber. I realized that my life was dusty! I realized I was walking in wholeness and health! It just happened. Seriously! My mind was restored. My energy was restored. My life was restored.
Granted I'm now dealing with what is probably the aftermath of Lyme & 3 co-infections: Mast Cell Activation Disorder. But the day to day confused killer sickness of Lyme and friends was gone.....just not there! My liver had taken a beating from 3 years of Artemisia, but a year of walking in health and continuing to do all that I credited for my wellness (REAL Food, Adaptogen Herbs, Supplements, Acupuncture & Chinese Medicine) I brought my liver and all my body functions back to perfect health!!!! Perfect lab work that made my doctors want to do backflips off their desks!
I continue to work hard (Hubs agrees....if anyone can fight like hell it's me) and most recently I have met a new face of Mast Cell; Urticaria....HIVES! I wake up and usually have new spots....at first I thought maybe I had bedbugs only on my side of the bed!!! Stripping and washing the bed and setting up the air cleaner to zap them....haha!!! Then I realized that I'd caused a chemical Mast Cell reaction from trying some store bought sunscreen.....I don't use that stuff....really, but I had virgin skin on my back that never sees the light of day and didn't want to blister....trust me....blistering would of been a blessing.....so now my body is reacting daily and I feel like I have chicken pox. A spot here and a spot there....pretty soon we'll be able to connect the dots and have a piece of art!!!
This too shall pass!
I really do credit living a life of intention, a life of gratitude, a life of JOY and a life of believing God wanted nothing but the best for me that brought me to this place of vibrancy and walking in truth and health daily....whether my body always wants to join me or not....I still put one foot in front of the other and go forward!!!
WHETHER YOU BELieVE IT OR NOT!!!! There is no place else I'd rather be. I'm sure in the end.....if there ever really is an end to our suffering on earth...I KNOW there will be an end to suffering when I am on the other side, I will throw off my grave clothes and dance like no one is watching!!! Until then....I will still dance.
Each. And. Every. Day. I will put on the mantel of JOY and dance!
(I know there will be some who believe that the Lyme and co-infections are hiding...but the form of alternative therapy I used doesn't allow for that!!! Rife kills....it doesn't cause this pleomorphic disease to hide...it kills...consistent, persistent attacking for years...KILLS, detox rids the body of the dead crap and Chinese medicine brought me in a full circle of healing!.....whether you believe it or not....that is NOT my problem!!!)
*This is just my story. I am NOT a doctor and nothing I've said is intended for medical advice. Seek out a professional if you need help....PLEASE DO NOT ASK ME TO HELP YOU....truly only you can do this!!!
**We use a Rife EMEM 3...old technology!
*** Dr Zhang's Chinese Herbal Medicine (he's located in NYC and does consults...call him not me!)
**** Adaptogen Herbs (wide variety to heal the adrenals...no one can heal with the adrenals!)
***** DETOX; coffee enemas, sauna (to remove the dead crap...literally!)
PHOTO CREDIT! Thank you Jeanne Vail for this painting that has floated around on the web. You inspire me!
All of us need words of affirmation. Words that are spoken to encourage, strengthen, and show love. Words that build up not tear down. Words that are spoken softly not with harsh rough edges. Words that speak truth.
Unfortunately most of us did not grow up hearing them. It's a daily practice that needs a constant reminder. So I painted a girl who is dressed in Words of Affirmation! With her belt of truth being JOY!
I for one, was not very good at speaking words of affirmation when my kids were growing up. As a child, I didn't receive them either. It's a cycle. But cycles can be broken. And it is never too late.
It wasn't really until the early 21 Century that words of affirmation were even brought to my attention. We studied The 5 Love Languages by Gary Chapman and one of the languages is Words of Affirmation. It was then, that my favorite word of affirmation became JOY!
Hubs and I went through some rough waters back then. So we began a steady course of learning each other's love languages and our kids. His are Words of Affirmation and Touch. Mine are Quality Time and Gifts. We began to study each other and offering our sacrifice of love. We began working hard at expressing our love in-spite of who we are. It was then, that I realized I wasn't very good at speaking words of affirmation. I was really good at complaining....SO, I set a path to change. Change is hard work. I'm nowhere near complete or perfect. But I am a changed girl today.
It was back then that Hubs would write me love letters (they are little gifts) and he would sign them, "You are my JOY!"
JOY is still my word today. It is something I aspire to every single day of my life. To not just find it but to live in JOY. God knows it's not easy sometimes. It's a choice I've made though. To find JOY!
CS Lewis in his book, Surprised By Joy says this about JOY;
"In a sense the central story of my life is about nothing else... The quality common to the three experiences... is that of an unsatisfied desire which is itself more desirable than any other satisfaction. I call it Joy, which is here a technical term and must be sharply distinguished both from Happiness and Pleasure. Joy (in my sense) has indeed one characteristic, and one only, in common with them; the fact that anyone who has experienced it will want it again... I doubt whether anyone who has tasted it would ever, if both were in his power, exchange it for all the pleasures in the world. But then Joy is never in our power and Pleasure often is.”
"I sometimes wonder whether all pleasures are not substitutes for Joy.”
It's my belief that happiness and joy are nothing alike. Joy, true Joy comes from the Lord; The Joy of The Lord is my strength, He is the Joy of your salvation. Happiness is something I believe we create inside ourselves which all too often relies upon circumstances.
Choosing to live in JOY has allowed me to speak words of affirmation at a greater degree!
JOY will be my word for 2015!
Every morning between 6:30-7am, a wave of blue sweeps in and dances among the sunflowers.
The bluejays flit from apple tree to sunflower capturing their morning breakfast. Unlike tiny yellow finch they cannot hang upside down for too long or gravity takes over. Kurplunk!
For a half hour the wave seems to take turns....unlike what the nature of a bluejay is normally like...selfish. But not as they prepare for a long Winter's rest.....they seem almost cordial toward one another.
As you go out and about preparing for Winter and for Christmas, don't forget to be cordial. A smile goes a long way! Give a stranger a reason to hope. Drop a few dollars or more in the red kettle. You will never know the story behind why that bell ringer is there.
Dad was a bell ringer. He loved people. He loved keeping busy. Blind with gangrene in his toes, pain and yes, dying he wanted Mom to drive him to ring the bell.
One. Last. Time.
He didn't last long....but he died ringing the bell.
Dad never made it home from the hospital after Christmas to hang the Corinthian Chimes I gave him, except with Hospice to die within 3 days.
His chimes hang in my veggie garden today, where I sing and find Dad dancing among the sunflowers.
I couldn't resist this picture....it brings tears to my eyes to remember the innocence of Sweet Annie and Charlotte. How precious they were as they slept safely in the arms of their shepherd while soaking up the sun.
"I am the light of the world"~Jesus
Why did he choose light? He could of said, "I am the Sparkle of the World" or "I am the Joy of the World", but no, He said, "I am the LIGHT of the world."
The definition of LIGHT: "Primary properties of visible light are intensity, propagation direction, frequency or wavelength spectrum, and polarisation, while its speed in a vacuum, 299,792,458 meters per second, is one of the fundamental constants of nature."
Did you see that? Light is one of the fundamental CONSTANTS of nature!!!! We associate light with the sun. Without the sun we would freeze to death and die. Without the SON we will die.
Many of us crave the light! I do. I crave the sun like others crave sweets! As soon as I can gather enough pennies, I'm going to buy one of Dr Mercola's Sun Lamps to hang on the back of my bedroom door so I can get my fill of sunshine during the 6 months of Winter we are having in Maryland these days. My acupuncturist and I were trying to analyze why I tank every Oct...actually every October 16...my birthday. And perhaps it's my "fear" of Winter. The dark days. The days without light. The Sun Lamp is my solution. I use to be SAD (seasonal affective disorder) but I don't get emotionally SAD, my health just takes a sharp turn South! My joy is still plentiful, my smiles a free to all who pass by....my adrenals just take a severe beating.
Lessons in Light
I am working VERY hard to understand the light and shutter thingie on my Nikon D40 (could be a D30....frankly I have no idea unless I look...yep, D40, I get confused with that blue can of spray in hubs workshop!)
When The Farmer's Daughter, who is a professional photographer and a rather GOOD teacher, was trying to teach me I was in a hurry and just wanted her to do it for me (isn't that just like a student child! ) . Now that she is gone from our nest, I'm on my own! I didn't mastered it in this session the other day. It was the flash that was getting me and she taught me to shoot on manual...not the sissy auto setting. She'd get so ticked when I switched to Auto for the simplicity and ease! She could always tell from the pics I posted....the eye of a true professional!!!
Lighting is very different on both settings. Manual gives you so much more depth....but as you can see....I didn't master it! It may of been easier to work on if I wasn't in the mirror....she would of told me to set up a tripod because no matter how hard we try we can't be still enough...as you can see. The slightest movement as the shutter is closing....fuzzy! (that's why I was holding it against my head...but I suppose my brainwaves were causing vibrations!)
More practice is needed of living in the light.
Guac my style is SUCH a small and delectable blessing!
2 years ago I'd never eaten an avocado let alone guacamole! I truly think it was a texture thing. I wonder where The Farmer's Daughter gets it from!
If you've never been struck down with sickness and food issues, you truly are doing something right! However, I am of the opinion that we all are living in fallen and broken bodies waiting for resurrection day to become whole and re-born in HIS image!!! Oh what a day that will be!!!
Avocado is a high histamine food, but I have not been avoiding histamine foods completely unless it really wants me dead. Guac doesn't want me dead! Yippee! It's one of those GOOD fats that my aging brain needs desperately!
I smash 1 or 2 or 3 avocado, mixing it with lots of finely chopped red onion (high in ANTI), red pepper (high in ANTI), a big handful of Cilantro chopped (high in ANTI), and 1/2-1 lime squeezed, salt & pepper. (I'm still avoiding the nightshade family...tomato makes joint pains worse....and this version is not lacking in flavor at all!)
Since I don't do any form of chip except an occasional bean chip, I spread it on sourdough bread.....and oh YUM!!! I ate 2 whole avocados yesterday! Couldn't help myself! It was SO good with my big dinner salad.
I'm so grateful that I learned hand crafts and gained a love for them from both grandmothers. As a tweener I LOVED doing crewel work (sorta like embroidery but with heavier yarn). I remember the day I learned to make knots with yarn and needles. It was in 1968, when I hit the first decade of my life. Mom had to have surgery and the woman that was hired to care for us taught me in our strong brick home at Starr Road in Newark, Delaware where I spent my youth traipsing through the woods as a carefree child.
This scarf is a far cry from that first scarf every child makes their dad! That scarf was full of holes but every stitch was made with love. Today isn't much different. If you look too closely you will find multiple mistakes; an over when it should be an under, a twist to the left instead of the right. No holes. But lots of love!
What gratitude to use our very own farm yarn and goldenrod from the property to dye!
Love Love Love the cables from Brooklyn Tweed! They do however take a toll on my fingers. I feel like a 90 yr old arthritic woman knitting cables. I may of knit some of my last, only because they're so hard on my hands....and as I approach 60 my finger joints hurt more and more.
I guess it's the curse of the aged. I do hope to leave this earth spent out and used up! Even if my fingers are crooked and bent.
I'm joining Ginny for her Yarn Along today (sorry she's not up as early as I am...I will try later to join the hop).......I always find other cute patterns and stories to go with them......and sometimes stories of Sisters of the Needles who's lives are being torn apart from sickness, death and dying. Too weak to pick up those sticks and make knots. Too spent. Too used up. This morning my heart remembers All is Grace; Alisa who is battling cancer. May she find peace and rest in the arms of The Great Shepherd.