Energy Cleanse

A new year is just days away {do you have a calendar yet???}, traditionally the time for resolutions, detox diets from Xmas excess, et cetera.  I’d like to share an energy cleanse.

This will probably seem kind of out there to some of you, and, to clarify, I’m not down with the whole “I was Mary Queen of Scots in a past life” thing myself, but I do know we all deal in energy, and sometimes we lose our energy to others, and sometimes we take on others’ energy and it drains our own.  Positive, stimulating energy interplay between people (and animals) is great.  I’m just talking about the negative drains.

To energetically resolve those drains (they’re created with energy and so they can be resolved with energy) I tried a technique loosely called The Blue Room ~ I held no expectation that it would work and no expectation that it wouldn’t work.  HOLY COW does it work for me.  In amazing and immediate ways.  The directions are short and sweet and clearly explained HERE.  If you want to start out the new year released from energy drains and compromises, I highly recommend giving this a go!

Dream Onion Hideaway

LOVE.
more incredible willow structures on her site:
Judith Needham Willow Design

This is my kind of photographer…..

both the photographer taking the picture and the photographer in the picture.

{ from Viciously Cyd }

Eye Love Him

A happy consequence of having turned all my bovines into pets is that I have been able to doctor them myself. Daisy, Frisco, and Sir Baby have all had separate, major “events” in the past six months ~ left unchecked, I’m sure they would have been fatal conditions for Daisy and Frisco and would have resulted in Sir Baby losing an eye.  And, under normal circumstances, treatment would have required a vet and sedation.  But since these cattle are used to me climbing on them and laying on them, brushing them and fondling them, I was able to doctor all three myself with no drama, no sedation.  Well, with Frisco there’s always a bit of drama but that’s another story.

I took Daisy, Fiona, Frisco, and Sir Baby up the mountain with me this summer, but they didn’t all come at once.  Daisy and Fiona loaded easily together in the front compartment of the horse trailer, but getting the two boys in the back was… I should have videoed it.  Baby would step in, then, as Frisco was getting in, Baby would turn around and step out.  Frisco would lumber in, and just as we were getting Baby back in, Frisco would hop out.  Around and around and around.  So finally we just loaded Frisco and left Baby with the Special Project cows until Mike had the opportunity to bring him up to me at a later date.

I was so thrilled when Baby made it up to our mountain home but immediately noticed his left eye was bothering him ~ he kept it tightly closed and it was tearing up.  Mike blew it off as dust from the trip up but I knew it was more than that.  Mike returned to the valley that night, and the next morning, Baby still had his eye closed.  I was determined to find, and hopefully fix, the problem, so while Sir Baby was lying down for his mid-morning cud chew, I climbed on top of him and scratched his shoulder blades, rubbed his neck, and moved my hands toward his check.

Baby squeezed his eye closed even tighter as I neared it.  I scooched my body up his neck so that I was essentially laying across his head and, with both hands, gently pried his eye open.  I saw a flash of something pale and straight - something foreign - before he slammed his eye shut again.  I relaxed back on Baby’s shoulders and rubbed him some more, giving him some time, then laid across his head again and opened his eye again.  This time, I saw a huge grass seed head poking into his eyeball.  Sharp side in.

I let him close his eye and relax a bit as I readied myself for the extraction.  After another rubdown session, I planted myself on Baby’s head and pried his eye open once more, using the fingers of one hand and the side of the other hand and, once his eye was open, quickly reached in with my fingertip and thumb and pulled out the giant, treacherous seed.  Baby had his eye open by that afternoon, and it had stopped watering and was completely back to normal after two or three days.

Words Of Others

I have been having the most bizarre computer karma ~ first, my desktop konked out just days after I came down from the mountain. (It’s still konked.) Then, the night I flew home, we had a nice welcoming blizzard and the power flickered and fried my laptop charger. So now, while waiting for a new charger to arrive in the mail (PLEASE GET HERE) I’m sitting on the floor with my slow-as-Sir-Baby-
when-I’m-riding-him (he’s the polar opposite of a rodeo bull) iMac - the one with the arm (the arm is SO fun though). Most sites don’t even load on this thing because the system is so old. ANYWAY. Here’s some cleverness and brilliance I’ve noted on twitter over the years. I lost half an hour reading these over, and enjoyed every second of it.