Monday, December 28, 2009
picture sources: pencil, St. John's Wort, chamomile
You're in the army now!
Upon graduating from high school I was taken to an Army recruiting office where I took a placement test and enlisted. Having lived all my life in a very small rural town the army was a big change for me. I took my first air plane ride. Actually it took two planes to travel from Michigan to Alabama. Traveling over Atlanta, Georgia, I witnessed the beautiful night lights. I'd never seen anything like this in my life.
Nothing prepared me for this.
In fact my first morning I over slept and immediately found myself in detention for jumping out of bed and falling into formation as ordered. I had not made my bed! For an entire week another girl and I had to scrub the latrines with tooth brushes.
Mom was tough, but she was no sergeant.
As a teenager and a young soldier I quickly learned how little I knew and what being homesick felt like. There was so much to do and so little time to do it in. We had to polish our brass to a mirror finish. It was embossed, but we had to buff it until it was smooth; no ridges. Our shoes had to shine like patent leather. Our beds were to be made so tight you could bounce a coin off of them, our stockings were to be rolled so tight they could bounce them off the wall and they would not unroll and the list goes on.
The days were long and demanding.
We rose at 5:00 a.m., immediately made our beds and fell into formation to head to the chow hall. We attended classes, marched, participated in physical training daily and lived without contact of the outside world with hundreds of strangers and hundreds of miles from home. Our area had to be inspection ready at all times. Was it any wonder that it was here that several young ladies (me included) experienced our first panic attacks? The pressure was always there to perform and one could not fail.
I tossed and turned at night.
I needed sleep badly, but I would sneak out of bed after lights out to polish and iron. I was so afraid of getting gigged (bad marks) and being dishonorably discharged. Even when I fell into bed exhausted, I could not sleep because my mind would not let me. Soon I was a nervous wreck, and I was not the only one. Many of us were stretched to the breaking point, but (remarkably) most of us made it.
Some stress is good.
Not all stress is harmful for you, but if you are experiencing temporary stress, anxiety, trouble sleeping, and tension there are natural remedies that may help. I would never suggest you ignore medical advice or forget to consult with your medical care provider and only suggest herbals to enhance the care you are already receiving. For more information read: The Top (legal) herbs to relieve stress.
Some medications have very scary side effects.
I recently had a loved one diagnosed with an anxiety disorder and prescribed Prozac. After reading the many side effects, I had wished alternative medicine had been tried first. The side effects of many of these medications are more dangerous than the ailment. Shouldn't we first try, when possible, to heal ourselves naturally? I am not saying that Prozac is not wonderful for those who need it, and for those who find relief. I am sure that it is nothing short of a miracle for some people, but it is not for everyone.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
The original flower is lavender and white.
This was taken at my job as I left for the day. The sky was looking so angry.
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
I came across this story the other day and it truly touched me because I know some of us are only a few pay days away from disaster, and maybe just one. I've had friends who have lost everything in a house fire and I would not want anyone to look down upon them or think less of them because but for the grace of God, there go I...
Here is the story:
You Reap What You Sow
The man slowly looked up.. This was a woman clearly accustomed to the finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked like she had never missed a meal in her life. His first thought was that she wanted to make fun of him, like so many others had done before..
"Leave me alone," he growled... To his amazement, the woman continued standing. She was smiling -- her even white teeth displayed in dazzling rows.
"Are you hungry?" she asked.
"No," he answered sarcastically. "I've just come from dining with the president.. Now go away."
The woman's smile became even broader.
Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm. "What are you doing, lady?" the man asked angrily. "I said to leave me alone.
Just then a policeman came up. "Is there any problem, ma'am?" he asked..
"No problem here, officer," the woman answered. "I'm just trying to get this man to his feet. Will you help me?"
The officer scratched his head. "That's old Jack. He's been a fixture around here for a couple of years. What do you want with him?"
"See that cafeteria over there?" she asked. "I'm going to get him something to eat and get him out of the cold for awhile."
"Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man resisted. "I don't want to go in there!" Then he felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up.
"Let me go, officer. I didn't do anything.."
"This is a good deal for you, Jack," the officer answered. "Don't blow it."
Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the police officer got Jack into the cafeteria and sat him at a table in a remote corner. It was the middle of the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived.
The manager strode across the cafeteria and stood by his table. "What's going on here, officer?" he asked."What is all this, is this man in trouble?"
"This lady brought this man in here to be fed," the policeman answered.
"Not in here!" the manager replied angrily. "Having a person like that here is bad for business."
Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. "See, lady. I told you so. Now if you'll let me go. I didn't want to come here in the first place"
The woman turned to the cafeteria manager and smiled. "Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the street?"
"Of course I am," the manager answered impatiently. "They hold their weekly meetings in one of my banquet rooms."
"And do you make a goodly amount of money providing food at these weekly meetings?"
"What business is that of yours?"
I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company."
The woman smiled again.. "I thought that might make a difference."
She glanced at the cop who was busy stifling a laugh. "Would you like to join us in a cup of coffee and a meal, officer?"
"No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm on duty."
"Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?"
"Yes, ma'am. That would be very nice."
The cafeteria manager turned on his heel. "I'll get your coffee for you right away, officer."
The officer watched him walk away. "You certainly put him in his place," he said.
"That was not my intent... Believe it or not, I have a reason for all this."
She sat down at the table across from her amazed dinner guest. She stared at him intently.
"Jack, do you remember me?"
Old Jack searched her face with his old, rheumy eyes. "I think so -- I mean you do look familiar."
"I'm a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even filled out more than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came through that very door, cold and hungry."
"Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly. He couldn't believe that such a magnificently turned out woman could ever have been hungry.
"I was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come to the city looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. Finally I was down to my last few cents and had been kicked out of my apartment.. I walked the streets for days. It was February and I was cold and nearly starving. I saw this place and walked in on the off chance that I could get something to eat."
Jack lit up with a smile. "Now I remember," he said. "I was behind the serving counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for something to eat. I said that it was against company policy."
"I know," the woman continued. "Then you made me the biggest roast beef sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you would get into trouble. Then, when I looked over and saw you put the price of my food in the cash register, I knew then that everything would be all right."
"So you started your own business?" Old Jack said..
"I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. Eventually I started my own business that, with the help of God, prospered.." She opened her purse and pulled out a business card. "When you are finished here, I want you to pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons. He's the personnel director of my company. I'll go talk to him now and I'm certain he'll find something for you to do around the office."
She smiled. "I think he might even find the funds to give you a little advance so that you can buy some clothes and get a place to live until you get on your feet. If you ever need anything, my door is always open to you."
There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I ever thank you?" he asked.
"Don't thank me," the woman answered. "To God goes the glory. He led me to you."
Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the entrance before going their separate ways.. "Thank you for all your help, officer," she said.
"On the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he answered. "Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something that I will never forget. And..And thank you for the coffee."
Have a Wonderful Day. May God Bless You Always and don't forget that when you "cast your bread upon the waters," you never know how it will be returned to you. God is so big He can cover the whole world with his Love and so small He can curl up inside your heart.
When God leads you to the edge of the cliff, trust Him fully and let go.
Only 1 of 2 things will happen, either He'll catch you when you fall, or He'll teach you how to fly!
Picture sources: homeless man , lunch
Thursday, December 17, 2009
I'd like to share with you a recent email I received.
"WHO STARTED CHRISTMAS?
This morning I heard a story on the radio of a woman who was out Christmas
shopping with her two children. After many hours of looking at row after row
of toys and everything else imaginable, and after hours of hearing both her
children asking for everything they saw on those many shelves, she finally
made it to the elevator with her two kids.
She was feeling what so many of us feel during the holiday season time of
the year. Overwhelming pressure to go to every party, every housewarming,
taste all the holiday food and treats, getting that perfect gift for every
single person on our shopping list, making sure we don't forget anyone on
our card list, and the pressure of making sure we respond to everyone who
sent us a card.
Finally the elevator doors opened and there was already a crowd in the car.
She pushed her way into the car and dragged her two kids in with her and all
the bags of stuff. When the doors closed, she couldn't take it anymore and
stated, "Whoever started this whole thing should be found, strung
up and shot."
From the back of the car everyone heard a quiet calm voice respond, "Don't
worry, we already crucified him." For the rest of the trip down the elevator,
it was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop.
Don't forget this year to keep the One who started this whole Christmas
thing in your every thought, deed, purchase, and word. If we all did it,
just think of how different this whole world would be."
-- Author Unknown
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
I was tickled pink, just like the beautiful pummelo, when I saw a new type of fruit in my local Krogers. I am always on the look out for new foods to taste.
When I spotted the fruit in the basket right next to the grapefruit I nearly got whiplash. I've never seen fruit this big before. I placed the largest grapefruit I could find and the pummelo I was going to purchase side by side in my cart. See the picture. They were priced at $2.99 each, and I was going to pay $2.99 regardless of size, so I wanted a good sized one.
After I picked out my prize pummelo, I stopped at my daughter's home which is only a few blocks from the store and cut into it. We tasted and loved it. Then I took the rest to my friend Jeannie's and we sliced away and ate too. Did you know they can grow to nine pounds?
For more information on the pummelo read here. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
I've followed them and they have followed me. If ever I get a chance I will visit this wonderful animal reserve that is filled with love. Love has healed so many boo boos there, beginning with their co-founder, Suzie, that the animal refuge has been nick named the Boo Boo Zoo. I received the following email from my pals at the East Maui Animal Refuge:
A few announcements...
Our Volunteers will be at Borders (Maui Marketplace)
Have a delicious dinner
Eat at Max Pizza in the Haiku Town Center (across from the Haiku Cannery)
Thank you all so much for your love & support!
If you, like me, can't afford to visit Hawaii right now, visit the Boo Boo Zoo here. A little dose of love will do you good!