So often when I encounter another human, I experience them looking, but when we actually near each other they avert their gaze. I wonder why.
Why is it we are sensitive to others visual contacts? I believe it has something to do with fear.
Fear that someone may read something in the glance … fear they may make assumptions of what the facial expressions mean.
As a rule, many people are hyper-sensitive.
Insecurities developed over time create a limited capacity for opening up to the possibilities that others may see something incredible in us … thinking instead they will see all of the ‘wrongs’ we see about ourselves.
It seems apparent many folks do not see how truly special they are.
What each individual has to offer the world is a one-of-a-kind offering. No one does anything exactly the same.
There may be a tendency to mimic that which is loved or admired, appreciated, but the results are not quite the same as the original. This is because each person is unique, only sharing the same ability to create.
Children’s imaginations are so free! They daydream of what they one day will become. That ‘one day’ is here and what we have ‘become’ is a conditioned example of what our surroundings dictated.
There is always choice, and every day – each moment – a new beginning. We can change our minds … all of us.
How deep within do you wish to go? How well do you recall the child you once were? Can you remember the freedom you felt in just being you?
That “you” that is in memory still exists, that part of you that did not have a care in the world is still within you.
It is your base.
If you do not appreciate where life has taken you, reach within.
Begin again.
Free yourself from fear of others perceptions. Do not self-criticize.
You are perfection in motion, and the flow that is you makes the Universe sing.
Dance.
Not everyone will try to strip you of joy …
Perhaps, only those who refuse to look directly into the eyes of another.
In my reflection I saw a beautiful cactus flower growing out the top of my head. There were thorns galore all around it and its petals were a delightful orchid color. (Stay off my crown y’all).
The Night and Twilight were the first lovers, ever.
I am the sea. Obviously there will be shifts in the levels of my depth.
Stop, look, listen to your heart.
To see the Polar “ends” of a thing is an exercise. Seeing it, balancing it, noticing that ALL things have polarity.
The gap seems to be lessening.
The thing that annoys me most is men (and women) who’s goal is to make people either part of the Offensive or Defensive position. I am perturbed even more when it works for a time.
Thank Creator and Father Time for the opportunity to absorb these lessens. To Be Here …
Merging of tones, creating harmony that soothes the mind.
Have you ever thought, “I must be the most complicated person in the world.” Imagine this thought in the minds of ALL you meet.
You are not alone.
Most of us have no way of seeing the emotional and energetic scars of others. The closest we can come is inwardly touching our own, remembering them, and then entertaining the possibility that these same scars may reside inside of others, to a greater or lesser degree.
If we consider our own suffering to be as anothers we might be more inclined to be gentle. Emotional wounds baffle the mind and blind the heart. It can inhibit the capacity to function normally … like drinking and driving … or drinking and some other not so smart thing.
It (the wound) needs to be brought forward into the light, so it can be reconciled, healed, and a new way birthed.
I see hopes and dreams … those that have been, and those yet to be. I see joy and peace. I see comfort and ease. I see that which I am grateful for, the wonders of being, and I surround myself with thought provoking potentials.
I turn off the floor lamp, and i light the morning candles. I stretch, I bend, my body warms. I look around, and am thankful for this day.
Not the pain or the relief. Not the answer or the question. Not the challenge or the victory. The song or the sparrow… Nothing is random.
Whenever something doesn’t work out the way you thought it would, instead of thinking that something went wrong, see it as something that went unexpectedly well, but for reasons that are not yet apparent. Everything plays to your favor.
At what point does “assistance” become “hinderance”? When it does make this apparent transition, the question must also be asked, “Was it ever actually assistance?”
It is easy to look outside ourselves for the help we believe we need. Sometimes we get fortunate and find someone who really does desire to do good, and provides exactly what is needed for us to boomerang into the positive.
Others however, will see the need and exploit it.
It is best practice to rely on our own instinct, our personal connection to Divinity, or our divine helpers, as we see them.
Unless we are in crisis, it is truly better not to give someone else power over our future thoughts and actions.
If we do seek advice from another, yet they are quite vague and require money as payment, or “sacrifice”, and still remain vague while injecting some sort of urgent hugeness to your role in life … let it go. Sincerity requires no fees, and something that important should develop genuine assistance from the other, not payment first and scarce information to follow.
Be a ‘Brick House’.
Be ‘Mighty’.
Hold your weight and stand firm.
Take this custodianship of your life seriously, and for every benefit of your good name, get enough rest. It is required to keep the nervous system calm enough to make proper divine connections.
Too often this world of “lack” causes one to collect things. These things never bring happiness, in fact, the more one collects, the more they feel they need to collect.
These things are stuff, and sometimes people and relationships.
Eventually life ends.
Will you be remembered for the things you’ve collected, or for the contributions you made for the benefit of the whole?
The other day, Margaret Neville was strolling through the garden on her farm in South Africa when something remarkable caught her eye.
There, on a branch in her lavender bush, was an insect unlike any she’d seen before: “I was amazed at first sight,” Neville told The Dodo.
And it’s easy to see why.
The beautiful bug almost looked like a delicate glass sculpture. Her wings of white and green were accentuated with an elegant swirl, while the rest of her body was adorned with tiny, purple flower-like structures.
Neville shared the photo with her friend, Kerri Martinaglia. She was equally impressed.
“When I saw her, I thought she was an exquisite work of art,” Martinaglia told The Dodo.
Neville and Martinaglia came to learn that the insect she’d found was aptly called a “Flower Mantis,” a type of praying mantis perfectly suited to camouflaging themselves in floral settings.
And thanks to that trick, the mantis Neville happened upon was clearly thriving. Before placing her back in the lavender bush, Neville gave her a name: Miss Frilly Pants.
“She has spent the entire month of September living on my lavender,” Neville said. “She is still there now.”
After Martinaglia shared photos of her online, the remarkable mantis has earned plenty of admirers from people stunned to learn such an animal is real. But not all of her new fans are human.
Recently, Neville spotted Miss Frilly in the company of a suitor:
Though mantis relationships are notoriously short-lived (as are, in some cases, the males involved in them), with any luck, this one will result in many more Miss Frillys adding their beauty to the world.
And the prospect of that alone is enough to be grateful for:
This is a synthesis of several stories from the Cherokee, who were the native people of northern Georgia and Alabama, western North Carolina, central and eastern Tennessee, and Kentucky. The stories were told to James Mooney of the Bureau of American Ethnology in the late 1800’s by older Cherokee men in western North Carolina. The principal story teller was Ayúnini (“Swimmer”), who was born in 1835 and never spoke English, although he served as sergeant in the Confederate infantry in the Civil War. He died in 1899.
When the plants and animals first came to earth, they were told to stay awake for seven nights, as in the Cherokee medicine ceremony. The animals all stayed awake the first night, and many stayed awake the next few nights, but only the owl and the panther and a couple of others stayed awake all seven nights. They were given the ability to see at night and so to hunt at night when the others are asleep. The same thing happened among the trees, and only the cedar, pine, spruce, holly and laurel stayed awake all seven nights, which is why they can stay green all year when the others lose their leaves.
Humans came after the animals. At first they multiplied rapidly, and the first woman give birth every seven days. Eventually there were so many of them that it seemed they might not all survive, and since then to this day each woman has been able to have just one child each year. Among these early people were a man and a woman name Kanáti and Selu, whose names meant “The Lucky Hunter” and “Corn”, respectively. Kanáti would go hunting and invariably return with game, which Selu would prepare by the stream near their home. She also would always return home with baskets of corn, which she would pound to make meal for bread.
Kanáti and Selu had a little boy, and he would play by the stream. Eventually they realized that he was playing with another little boy who had arisen from the blood of the game washed by the stream. With their son’s help they caught the other boy, and eventually he lived with them like he was their own son, although he was called “the Wild Boy”.
Kanáti brought home game whenever he went hunting, and one day the two boys decided to follow him. They followed him into the mountains until he came to a large rock, which he pulled aside to reveal a cave from which a buck emerged. Kanáti shot the buck and, after covering the cave, he headed home. The boys got home before him and didn’t reveal what they had learned, but a few days later they returned to the rock. With a struggle they pulled it aside and had great fun watching the deer come out of the cave. They lost track of what they were doing, however, and soon all sorts of game animals – rabbit and turkeys and partridges and buffalo and all – escaped from the cave. Kanáti saw all these animals coming down the mountain and knew what the boys must have done, and he went up the mountain after them. He opened four jars in the cave, and from them came fleas and lice and gnats and bedbugs that attacked the boys. He sent them home, hoping he could find some of the dispersed game for the supper. Thus it is that people must now hunt for game.
The boys went home, and Selu told them there would be no meat for dinner. However, she went to the storehouse for food, and told the boys to wait while she did so. They followed her instead to the storehouse and watched her go inside. She put down her basket and then rubbed her stomach, and the basket was partly full with corn. Then she rubbed her sides, and it was full to the top with beans. Watching through a crack in the storehouse wall, the boys saw all this. Selu knew that they had seen her, but she went ahead and fixed them a last meal. Then she and Kanáti explained that, because their secrets were revealed, they would die, and with them would end the easy life they had known. However, Selu told them to drag her body seven times around a circle in front of their house, and then to drag her seven times over the soil inside the circle, and if they stayed up all night to watch, in the morning they would have a crop of corn. The boys, however, only cleared a few spots and they only dragged her body over it twice, which is why corn only grows in certain places on the earth. They did sit up all night, though, and in the morning the corn was grown, and still it is grown today, although now it takes half a year.
In these early days, the plants, the animals, and the people all lived together as friends. As the people multiplied, however, the animals had less room to roam, and they were either slaughtered for food or trampled under the humans’ feet. Finally the animals held a council to discuss what to do. The bears experimented with using bows and arrows to fight back, but they concluded that they would have to cut off their claws to use the bows. The deer held a council and decided to send rheumatism to any hunter who killed a deer without asking its pardon for having done so. When a deer is shot by a hunter, the fleet and silent Little Deer, leader of the deer, runs to the blood-stained spot to ask the spirit of the killed deer if the hunter prayed for pardon for his affront. If the answer is no, Little Deer follows the trail of blood and inflicts the hunter with rheumatism so that he is crippled.
The fish and reptiles likewise met, and resolved that the people would suffer from dreams in which snakes twined about them. The birds and smaller animals and insects all met too, and talked long into the night about how they had suffered from the humans. Eventually they created all sorts of new diseases to afflict humans, which have since become a scourge to the animals’ oppressors.
After this the plants met, and they resolved that something must be done to counteract what the animals had done. That is why so many trees and shrubs and herbs, and even the mosses, provide remedies for diseases. It was thus that medicine first came into the world, to counteract the revenge of the animals.
James Mooney, 1900, Myths of the Cherokee: Nineteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology for 1897-1898, Part 1, p. 1-576. (J84.SI2.1 pt. 1 1897-98)
Did you know why to put different oils in and on the belly button?
Our Navel (Nabhi), is an amazing gift that our Creator has given us. According to science, the first part created after conception is the navel. After it is created, it joins the mother’s placenta through the umbilical cord.
Our Navel is surely an amazing thing! All our veins are connected to our navel, which makes it the focal point of our body. The belly button is life itself!
The “Pechoti” is behind the navel, which has more than 72,000 veins. The total amount of blood vessels we have in our body is equal to double the circumference of the earth.
We knew that to lower the temperature to the babies, we put a cotton swab with alcohol in the navel, now we know that with oil, it’s better.
Applying oil in the navel heals the dryness of the eyes, poor view, the pancreas, the heels, and chapped lips, keeps the face bright, the hair healthier, for knee pain, the chills, lethargy, pain in the joints and dry skin.
. Apply Neem Oil in your belly button – to get rid of stubborn pimples and acne
. Apply Almond Oil in your belly button- to help achieve a glowing face
. Apply Mustard Oil in your belly button – to get rid of dry, chapped lips. Will also keep your intestines moving to remove harmful bacteria but keep the good. Actually works as a mild detox.
. Apply olive oil or coconut oil – to improve your fertility
Keep alcohol dipped cotton on your belly button – to cure a cold, flu and a running nose. When a baby has stomach pain, we put a few drops directly in the navel and we give the massage around the naval a few minutes, the pain is cured. Oil works the same way.
Keep brandy-soaked cotton ball on your belly button – to ease menstrual pain and cramps
Sesame Oil is used for all types of joint pains. It is also known to strengthen bones. Many parents use in their children every night at bedtime.
Use an equal amount of Mustard Oil And Ginger Oil For Upset Stomach, Bloating, Nausea and digestive problems.
Using Warm Ghee improves blood flow to the nervous system and also enhances the immunity system. It cures constipation and builds a strong digestive system. It gives relief from joint pain.
Thyme oil is anti-spasmodic, it helps relax your arteries and veins, lowering blood pressure and stress to your heart. It may also help strengthen and tone your heart muscles.
As a diuretic, Thyme oil may help your body to remove excess water, salt and toxins from your body, helping with weight, blood pressure, digestion, and more.
Thyme oil is an expectorant, which means it can help remove mucus from your airways and lungs. Thyme oil is approved by Germany’s Commission E in the treatment of bronchitis, whooping cough, and upper respiratory inflammation.
Remember Thyme oil is a powerful compound and should not be used directly on your skin, as this can cause sensitization and irritation. It must first be diluted with a carrier oil (like olive oil, coconut oil, or almond oil). Thymus Vulgaris Essential Oil 100% Pure Therapeutic Grade is what you look for.
FOR KNEE PAIN. At night before bed, put 3 drops of Castor oil in your navel and spread it 1 and a half inches around your navel.
FOR TREMORS AND LETHARGY, PAIN RELIEF IN YOUR JOINTS AND DRY SKIN. At night before bed, put 3 drops of mustard oil in your navel and spread it 1 and a half inches around your navel.
WHY PUT OIL IN AND AROUND YOUR BELLY BUTTON? Your Navel can detect which veins have dried up and by putting oil, those nerves open them…
You can keep a small drip jar with the oil required next to your bed and place a few drops in your navel before going to sleep. This will make it convenient to pour and avoid accidental spills.
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