Looking for Road Runners!

Because I saw a Roadrunner on my trip down here to Texas, I thought it might be fun to find out what the metaphysical meaning of a Roadrunner might be. So far, this is what I've found. It's an interesting commentary by Infinite love :

Abraham says that a thought reaches a combustion point at 17 seconds of pure undiluted focus. It draws another thought to it and it is exponentially more powerful. At the end of another 17 seconds, 34 seconds total, the next thought combusts, and by Law of Attraction, evolves to a higher level of energy. Again another 17 seconds to 51 seconds continues the process, and finally, if you can continue a pure thought for 68 seconds on any given subject, it will be on its way to manifestation. The key word is pure, meaning positive focus, strong energy, no resistance; to not slip into lackful thinking.

Abraham says the average person rarely finishes a single sentence without contradicting their energy, as in "I want a new car, but it is too expensive." So they say most of us haven't had much experience with ever feeling the combustion of thought that comes from 17+ seconds of pure thought.

In talking about the leverage of 17+17+17+17=68 seconds of pure thought, Abraham offers the following information:

• 17 seconds is worth 2,000 manhours (about a year at 40 hours per week of action taken
• 34 seconds is worth 20,000 manhours (or about 10 years...
• 51 seconds is worth 200,000 manhours (or about 100 years...)
• 68 seconds is worth 2,000,000 manhours (or about 1000 years...)
• That's two MILLION manhours (or womanhours!)
• If we can learn to offer pure thought energy for 68 seconds at a time, action becomes INCONSEQUENTIAL

Here's a simple story of 68 seconds of pure thought from my own experience:

I had a fun demonstration of deliberate creation while I was on vacation in New Mexico one year. I was coming down the road from the Sandia Tram and realized that the one thing I really wanted in Albuquerque that I hadn't done yet, was to see a road runner. I had never seen one before, and although I'd had a wonderful time birding all week, seeing a Black headed grosbeak, western tanagers, scaled quail, Seller's jays, some kind of wonderful owl and hawk, but I still hadn't seen a road runner.

So driving down the road, my friend Kate and I talked for 68 seconds about the wonder of road runners, how fun they are, how excited we would be to see one, how great the birding had been since we got to New Mexico, etc. And sure enough, we came round a corner at about 69 seconds, and there - on a fence post, no less, was our road runner. Kate did a quick U turn and we spent ten minutes having the road runner experience. He (or she) preened on the fence post for awhile, allowing me to take pictures profile and head on, then hopped down and ran into the gully to catch and eat a lizard, then back on the fence and then down the other side to do some wing unfurling behavior that looked like it could be mating behavior. All and all, a very satisfying 68 seconds of fun directed thought! Obviously, my mother must never have told me that there wouldn't be enough road runners!

How to Get to 17 Seconds of Pure Thought:

Getting to 17 seconds of pure thought purely mentally is harder for me than doing it either out loud or in writing. I find the discipline of speaking or writing helps keep other thoughts from being too distracting.If I am going to do it in writing, I often put in the form of a letter to a friend from the vantage point of already having accomplished what it is that I am wanting. Then I can describe the feelings and details of my new place of being, and really get into the sense of actually being there. You may recognize this as the scripting process we covered last week!

I also play the "68 second game" out loud, with some friends that I meet with in a group every week. The person who facilitates gets to pick a subject, then everyone contributes to her 68 seconds. For example, I want to have a beautiful wedding, so my week we did 68 seconds on how wonderful my ceremony was, and how much I loved having a fun reception for all of my friends. They all chimed in on how much they enjoyed the party, how great the band was, the deliciousness of the cake, the beauty of the decorations, etc. Our 68 seconds in the group often lasts 5 or 10 minutes!

And I know that if I am in a place I don't want to be emotionally, I can call any member of that group and ask them to do 68 seconds with me on what I am wanting in that moment. I called a friend and asked her to do 68 seconds with me on my wonderful relationship with my mother recently! It really helps to have some partners to do the process with me.

Notes from Abraham: "Focus on nothing is more important than you feel good. Period. it is not necessary to focus on feeling good about oneself, focus on feeling good; period. It is not necessary to feel good about your body, or about your financial situation; find thoughts that make you feel good. Period.

We would recommend that you spend the first week writing 68 seconds about things that you don't care much about, such as blue glass, butterflies, feathers. Because you will attract those things. This exercise will teach you two things: one that you can focus for 68 seconds; two, that the universe does respond to a pure vibration. When you have a level of confidence in the universe, then you can tackle your main issues.

We would every day, twice a day, write your 68 seconds about all areas in your life, relationship, abundance, house, job, etc. You will find it very easy to do. For instance, on your house, appreciate how convenient it is. Appreciate the thermostat that keeps the house at the perfect temperature. Appreciate the sewage system and the plumbing in your bathroom. Appreciate the comfort of it. Know that this house will be temporary, that you will have may others closer to the dream house you want, but meanwhile appreciate it. You see, there was 68 seconds.

The Real Roadrunner

Now you have it!
The REAL roadrunner!

LOL!

Coyote Catches Roadrunner

Ok... all this talk about roadrunners... I couldn't resist!

Curious Facts about Roadrunners

• Roadrunners are quick enough to catch and eat rattlesnakes.
• Roadrunners prefer walking or running and attain speeds up to 17 miles per hour.
• The Roadrunner is also called the Chaparral Cock.
• The Roadrunner reabsorbs water from its feces before excretion.
• The Roadrunner’s nasal gland eliminates excess salt, instead of using the urinary tract like most birds.
• The Roadrunner is the state bird of New Mexico.

Vital Statistics:

• Weight: 8-24 oz.
• Length: 20-24 inches
• Height: 10-12"
• Sexual Maturity: 2-3 yrs.
• Mating Season: Spring
• Incubation: 18-20 days
• No. of Eggs: 2-12
• Birth Interval: 1 year
• Lifespan: 7 to 8 years
• Typical diet: insects, lizards, snakes
  
  source: The Roadrunner (DesertUSA)

Bo Diddley plays Road Runner

How cool is that?

The Metaphysical Roadrunner

OK... so I found the definitive information on what Roadrunners represent as totems and messages from spirit. The short version looks like this: Roadrunner represents quick thinking, being able to shift dimensions easily, and being able to switch directions quickly.



For a more in depth understanding, there's all this:

Roadrunners are ground dwelling cuckoos ranging in length from 20 to 24 inches from the tip of its tail to the end of its beak. Legend has it that the roadrunner got its name from running on the road alongside horse drawn carriages. Also known as the chaparral cock this legendary bird is famous for its distinctive appearance, its ability to eat rattlesnakes and its preferences for scooting across the American deserts as seen in Warner Brothers cartoons.

Because of its lightening quickness, the roadrunner is one of the few animals that preys upon rattlesnakes. Using its wings like a matador's cape, it snaps up a coiled rattlesnake by the tail, cracks it like a whip and repeatedly slams its head against the ground till dead. It then swallows its prey whole, but is often unable to swallow the entire length at one time. This does not stop the roadrunner from its normal routine. It will continue to meander about with the snake dangling from its mouth, consuming another inch or two as the snake slowly digests.

Although speed is its ally time is irrelevant to the roadrunner. It can do several things at once and isn't bothered with completing one thing before moving on to the next. This is partly due to its great mental agility represented by the crest on its head.. Many native cultures believe a "crest" symbolizes quick and efficient thinking capabilities. Those with this medicine have the ability to think quickly on their feet, flow with rapid change and understand the proper use of speed.

The roadrunner is a large black and white mottled ground bird. It has strong feet, a long tail and an over sized bill. It can run up to 17 miles per hour. When the roadrunner senses danger or is traveling downhill, it flies, but it cannot keep its large body airborne for more than a few seconds and so, it prefers walking or running. It has a clownish gait when running or walking and reminds us to laugh with ourselves and not take things too seriously.

The roadrunner is a vocal bird producing a variety of sounds from crows, chuckles, clacking and coos. Roadrunner asks us to use sound to benefit ourselves. Distract unwanted influences or say the right thing at the right time. By listening to the roadrunner we discover the right tone to use in any situation from a low coo to a screeching chuckle. Sound as well as speed can pierce through a situation and change its energy. Shamans are known to use both to shape shift realities when necessary.

Roadrunners are uniquely suited to desert environments and inhabit open, flat or rolling terrain with scattered cover of dry brush, chaparral or other desert scrub. When spring arrives, the male roadrunner acquires food for himself and then offers choice morsels to a female as an inducement to mating. He often dances around her while she begs for food, then gives her the morsel after breeding briefly. Roadrunner teaches us the importance of honoring our personal needs first before giving to others. Some might think of this as a selfish act but in truth it is a balanced one. Although roadrunner has an ulterior motive when offering the female food (that of breeding) it carries the message of survival. Take care of yourself first and then assist others.

Because roadrunner is always thinking of ways to get what it wants it reminds those with this medicine to use the ingenuity of their minds. If a problem occurs "think" yourself out of it. Highly intelligent, roadrunner medicine people have the mental capabilities to fix or change any situation. Procrastination is not part of this medicine. Roadrunner reminds us that mental alertness, speedy action coupled with the right use of sound always produces harmonious outcomes.

My sister says...

This is what my sister told me about Roadrunners. She said that they hunt other birds, and when they catch one, it screams and screams, and it's just terrible. Other birds seem terrified of a roadrunner. They remind her of the Raptors in Jurassic Park.

While researching roadrunners, I found this nifty little clip at YouTube. The birds involved are not roadrunners, and I'm still not sure what they are... but it was just fascinating to watch.

Here it is:

My Trip To Texas

Hello from sunny El Paso! Here are the highlights from the drive down:

1. So, I'm driving through Kanasas... and driving ... and driving ... and driving when suddenly I find myself on the outskirts of Spit-In-The-Road-Town #245. What's so great about this little town? It's the home of the Timeless Company. Not THE Timeless Company... simply Timeless Company. So what does that mean? Did they lose track of time? Or is it that time has no meaning there? Maybe they are never on time? No one owns a watch? They have no idea what time it is? What? Do they travel in time? Has time stopped in that little compound surrounded by haphazard fencing, a derelict Quonset hut, and dilapidated trailer? If I had stopped the car and walked through the gate would I have found myself "back" in time? "out" of time? "on" time? With "time on my hands"???

2. So the next big thing was the weather... Most of the afternoon, I found myself skirting the southeast corners of big thunderstorms... I did pretty good staying out of the way until just at dusk, I drove right into the tail end of a whopping storm. Right about then, a really nice person in oncoming traffic flashed their lights (universal signal that cops are up ahead). I slowed down, and sure enough, not far down the road there was a state trooper. I drove on, mindful of the speed limit, and got flashed again, and then again... and again... and I was thinking "OMG! This place is freakin' lousy with cops!" By this time, it's dark, raining, the wind is picking up, and still every now and then, someone flashes me... I'm wondering why those cops aren't holed up in some corner cafe somewhere... eating donuts or something. Then I started wondering if maybe there's some strange Kansas custom to flash oncoming traffic if there's a tornado headed your direction. I started to get a little bit nervous. I pulled into the next town, tanked up with gas, and decided it might be a good idea to stop for the night. I parked at a motel, got out of the car, turned off the lights.... and discovered that they were already off. I had been driving for about 1 1/2 hours, in the rain, in the dark, with no lights... LOL...

3. More on the weather... so here I am in a motel, and I turned on the TV only to discover that there are storms moving in and moving through that are dropping golf ball size hail and featuring damaging straight line winds. So... I should be happy to be safe and sound, right? Sure! Except for the fact that I'm driving a rental car.. and the deductible on my insurance is $1000.00 - I was like glued to the tube for a good hour. Then I decided that all this focused attention was just as likely to create golf ball size hail as to deflect it... so I went to bed... saying over and over "Thank you that the car is OK. Thank you that the storms missed us. Thank you that the car is OK. Thank you..."

4. So... between Wichita and El Paso there is a whole lot of nothing!! Miles and miles and miles of flat land with no roads, no houses, no towns, nothing. And I'm driving along and there, by the side of the road I see a car seat. An infant car seat... just sitting there. Nothing around it. No one in it. It doesn't look banged up. And I'm like WTF? I fed on plausible stories for hours.

5. Oh, and I forgot to mention this! I got into the rental car and was disappointed to discover that "economy" means no tape deck, no CD player... so I'm doing this whole trip in SILENCE! Some 600 miles later, I figured out that there really was a CD player... LOL... and by then, I wasn't inclined to use it. I was so involved in talking to myself that I almost couldn't get a word in edgewise.

6. The Oklahoma panhandle area is pretty interesting. You know that show, "Men in Trees"? I think they could do one for Oklahoma called "Dudes in Trucks"! I drove (my miraculously NOT storm damaged vehicle) through a 3 church, 2 gas station, 1 grain silo town... and did not see one single car. Not one. Every single vehicle in that town (excluding mine) was a truck.

7. Texas... Did you know that in the panhandle area of Texas it's customary to just avoid roads entirely and drive through the fields? The first time it happened, the truck in front of me just suddenly made a left turn and drove straight off the road and into a field... He didn't even slow down! I was like OMG! A little further on down the road, it happened again! This time I was thinking OMG WTF !!

8. Oh... and I saw a roadrunner. I bet you'll never guess what he was doing... OK... you probably guessed it. Yep. He was running across the road! How fun is that?

So... there you have it.

Thursday I'm going to a little clinic in Mexico for a shamanic healing Reiki experience. So, next time you hear from me, it'll be a whole new me! Who knows, I might even be timeless! LOL.

My Traveling Companion

It occurred to me that it might be fun to ask one of the faeries to come with me on my trip to Texas. Solus volunteered. So I propped his picture on the dashboard, and pretty much talked to him all the way down and all the way back. I tried really really hard to get him to talk back to me, to show up in person, or something...

Here's what the reading of the card says:
Knowledge. Consciousness. Synthesis. Spiritual empowerment.

Solus stands midway between the realm of the Singers and that of manifest reality - the realms of Faery, this world, and other realms and dimensions. The Singers dwell in a cosmos without boundaries or differentiations, but we and the faeries live in worlds where there are limitations to overcome and boundaries to identify and expand, which helps us to grow.

When we don't know what we need or who to turn to, Solus will help us, if we ask. To an Oracle group member, Solus said, "Allow the surface noise to fade. I'm here waiting."

Solus encourages us to stand on our own feet, to recognize and utilize our own wisdom, to depend on our own strength, and to acknowledge and work with our own good qualities, using them as stepping-stones to improve the less good. Yet at the same time, Solus recognizes that we cannot do everything alone, and helps us to make the connections and to have the insights that will help us to accept wisdom, energy, and assistance from other realms - especially the realms of the Singers and of the Faery.

With faith in the human spirit, Solus sees us as arrows fired from a bow, choosing our own directions and soaring into undreamed-of heights, empowered by trust and the creative life force.

Starter Reading:

Solus is radiant, energizing, vitalizing. This presence in a reading often indicates that something new is being brought into being in our lives, partly through our own efforts and partly through the help we are receiving from other realms. Miracles may take place. Movement into the light is occurring. This is a time for taking action, passing on our blessings and learning, and for service given from a position of strength.

Not getting it together!

So, today I'm supposed to be packing and organizing, and getting ready to drive 1000 miles across the country so I can spend 2 weeks in Texas with my family. I'm leaving in the morning, and I don't even have a map! So, what am I doing? This!

I was going to clean the house before I left, but I wandered around and wandered around... kind of like that star I showed you a picture of earlier. And next thing you know, I said to myself, "I should be cleaning!" Well, in my book, "should" is a bad word. So then I said, "Yes... but I DON'T WANT TO." So, I guess I'm not gonna do any cleaning before I leave.... because the part of me that makes me do the things I don't want to do fell off the TV and got broken.

LOL

Anyway, I'll be off the grid for about two weeks starting tomorrow. Most of the blogs are on "automatic" thanks to Blogger.com's cool new scheduled publishing thingy. I decided not to do that here, it felt too much like posthumous blogging...

So, if it feels right, and if it's possible, and if it's convenient, I'll blog from my sister's house in Texas, otherwise, I'll see you back here in two weeks!

Missing Matter Caught in Tangled Cosmic Webs

Found at Space.com

Cosmologists are always complaining about their inability to find the dark matter in the universe, invisible stuff that's supposedly more prevalent than regular matter. They don't even know what it is, so of course they can't see it.

Meantime, a whole bunch of normal matter is missing, too.

Nobody has a clue what's up, so smart minds invoke a thing dubbed dark energy to explain why gravity appears to have turned into a repulsive force. They say this dark energy makes up 73 to 75 percent of the mass-energy budget of the cosmos.

"It's the equivalent of us not knowing what water is," as Livio puts it, "even though it covers 70 percent of the Earth."

OK, so now I feel a whole lot better about my own missing matter and my own tangled cosmic webs. I'm a mere reflection of the whole. So, it's not even my fault, and since not even really smart and compulsively over educated scientific minds can figure it out, I'm off the hook there too. How cool is that?

Oh, and check this out... it's a Space Ghost!



Described as a "dusty curtain" or "ghostly apparition", mysterious reflection nebula vdB 152 really is very faint. It lies about 1400 light-years away, along the northern Milky Way in the royal constellation Cepheus. Near the edge of a large molecular cloud, pockets of cosmic dust in the region block light from background stars or scatter light from the embedded bright star (top) giving parts of the nebula a characteristic blue color. Ultraviolet light from the star is also thought to cause a dim reddish luminescence in the nebular dust. Though stars do form in molecular clouds, this star seems to have only accidentally wandered into the area, as its measured velocity through interstellar space is very different from the cloud's velocity.

So, the universe is composed of missing stuff and stars wander around and accidentally get involved with space ghosts?? And nobody knows for sure what's going on? I'm telling you... this sounds seriously similar to what goes on in my house!!

Dandelion Daze

Not only have I been marathon blogging at Mandala Madness, I went a little crazy today over at Gypsy Magic. Did you know that you could make coffee out of dandelion roots? Did you know that some people buy it in stores? I've got dandelion lore, dandelion magic, and dandelion recipes out the yin yang... LOL!

Here's the impressive list of posts!

• Talking About Dandelions
• Practical and Magical Uses for Dandelions
• Dandelions as Magical Symbols
• Dandelion Magic
• Favorable Winds
• Dandelion Message Spell
• Medicinal Uses of Dandelion
• Medicinal Teas with Dandelion Root
• Dandelion Wine
• Dandelions in the Kitchen
• Dandelion Coffee
• Dandelion Jelly
• Dandelion Salad with Cooked Dressing
• Dandelion Soup
• Fried Dandelion Blossoms
• Dandelion Greens and Sausage

How cool is that? I can be traveling the country in my Vardo Van, picking dandelions and drinking wine! At least I won't go hungry!

Yin and Yang!

Wowsers! I have been doing some marathon blogging this week! I just got done with an astonishing number of posts on Yin Yang over at Mandala Madness. When I started that project, I envisioned a week's worth of posts. This is what I ended up with. I bet my regular Mandala Madness visitors are really glad to get that over with!

• Hypnotic Yin Yang
• Yin Yang Mandala Gallery
• My Stroke of Insight
• LOL Cats Visit Mandala Madness!
• A Yin Yang Mandala to Color
• Yin Yang Furniture
• JOURNEY
• Yin Yang Beans?
• More Cool Yin Yang Mandala Art
• Within light there is darkness
• A Yin Yang Story story
• The Yin-Yang Symbol & Taoist Cosmology
• Yin Yang Desktop Wallpaper
• Mind is like the sky
• Some Interesting Yin Yang Images
• Attributes of Yin and Yang Yin Yang
• What is dark
• Yin Yang Mandalas
• The Origin of the Yin Yang Symbol
• Yin Yang Tao

Believe it or not, I still have more stuff that I could post! This is just the tip of the iceburg when it comes to Yin and Yang. I had no idea there was so much to it!

Here's what I've been doing!

When I was working on the background information for my post on my Easter Drama, I got started reading The Findhorn Garden book again. And I got inspired to turn my office into a meditation room... which basically means transforming this:



into this:



Yes!
And I did it too. Looks awesome. Feels awesome. I'm loving it.
Ok, yeah, my actual meditation room doesn't look EXACTLY like the picture... but it's close... and I think it's even better! If I ever have batteries for my digital camera, I'll take a picture of it!

Oh, and by the way. While looking for images to illustrate my "extreme office makeover," I happened on to this nifty picture:



Isn't that a cute little place? It's the meditation room at Findhorn Garden! Geez.. I wish I was there!

Darwin Awards

I'm still caught up in the drama of the missing pictures and exceeded bandwidth, so much so that the Easter Drama has had to take a back seat for now. Having been busily uploading and replacing post after post on Way Cool Pictures, I am feeling somewhat brain dead, and so, I thought it might be appropriate to post the Annual Darwin Awards.

The Darwin Awards are bestowed to honor the least evolved among us.

The Glorious Winner:

1. When his 38 - calibre revolver failed to fire at his intended victim during a hold-up in Long Beach, California, would-be robber James Elliot did something that can only inspire wonder. He peered down the barrel and tried the trigger again. This time it worked.

The Honourable Mentions:

2. The chef at a hotel in Switzerland lost a finger in a meat-cutting machine and submitted a claim to his insurance company. The company expecting negligence sent out one of its men to have a look for himself. He tried the machine and he also lost a finger. The chef’s claim was approved.

3. A man who shovelled snow for an hour to clear a space for his car during a blizzard in Chicago returned with his vehicle to find a woman had taken the space…understandably, he shot her.

4. After stopping for drinks at an illegal bar, a Zimbabwean bus driver found that the 20 mental patients he was supposed to be transporting from Harare to Bulawayo had escaped. Not wanting to admit his incompetence, the driver went to a nearby bus stop and offered everyone waiting there a free ride. He then delivered the passengers to the mental hospital, telling the staff that the patients were very excitable and prone to bizarre fantasies. The deception wasn’t discovered for 3 days.

5. An American teenager was in the hospital recovering from serious head wounds received from an oncoming train. When asked how he received the injuries, the lad told police that he was simply trying to see how close he could get his head to a moving train before he was hit.

6. A man walked into a Louisiana Circle-K, put a $20 bill on the counter, and asked for change. When the clerk opened the cash drawer, the man pulled a gun and asked for all the cash in the register, which the clerk promptly provided. The man took the cash from the clerk and fled, leaving the $20 bill on the counter. The total amount of cash he got from the drawer: $15 - now the question is: if someone points a gun at you and gives you money, is a crime committed?

7. Seems an Arkansas guy wanted some beer pretty badly. He decided that he’d just throw a cinder block through a liquor store window, grab some booze, and run. So he lifted the cinder block and heaved it over his head at the window. The cinder block bounced back and hit the would-be thief on the head, knocking him unconscious. The liquor store window was made of Plexiglas. The whole event was caught on videotape.

8. As a female shopper exited a New York convenience store, a man grabbed her purse and ran. The clerk called 911 immediately, and the woman was able to give them a detailed description of the snatcher. Within minutes, the police apprehended the purse snatcher. They put him in the car and drove back to the store. The thief was then taken out of the car and told to stand there for a positive ID. To which he replied, “Yes, officer, that’s her. That’s the lady I stole the purse from.”

9. The Ann Arbour News crime column reported that a man walked into a Burger King in Ypsilanti, Michigan, at 5 a.m., flashed a gun, and demanded cash. The clerk turned him down because he said he couldn’t open the cash register without a food order. When the man ordered onion rings, the clerk said they weren’t available for breakfast. The man, frustrated, walked away.

A 5-Star Stupidity Award Winner

10. When a man attempted to siphon gasoline from a motor home parked on a Seattle street, he got much more than he bargained for. Police arrived at the scene to find a very sick man curled up next to a motor home near spilled sewage. A police spokesman said that the man admitted to trying to steal gasoline and plugged his siphon hose into the motor home’s sewage tank by mistake. The owner of the vehicle declined to press charges, saying that it was the best laugh he’d ever had.

One Final Word:

In the interest of bettering human kind please share these with your friends and family… unless of course one of these 10 individuals by chance is a distant relative or long lost friend. In that case be glad they are distant and hope they remain lost.

OMG! I am so irritated!

Apparently I have exceeded the bandwidth at one of my (soon to be former) image hosting accounts, My Other Drive. Interestingly, there is no place - I repeat not one place where a person can see that they are even getting close to exceeding said bandwidth. So, I had no clue. I haven't even used 25% of my storage space there...

I suppose this was to be expected, considering how popular the picture blogs are, and naturally, I would discover the situation an hour before I have to leave for work! I did do some "damage" control by pulling as many affected posts as I could find. Don't worry, they're not gone for good, I'm just saving them in draft form while I work to get the images uploaded to more reliable host site... probably Flickr or Slide.

So, please be patient. If you find a post with a little red x instead of an image, I'd love it if you'd leave a comment so that I can add it to the list of posts to redo.

Happiness

see more crazy cat pics

I'm not quite ready with the rest of my Easter Drama story, so here's something adorable and cute instead.

My Easter Drama

Yeah, I know Easter is long gone... and I'm going to talk about this anyway... so be cool!

So, here's the story about how on Easter weekend, my dog Cinnamin almost gave me a heart attack and a nervous breakdown. Friday night, when I got home from work, I noticed that when she came in from outside, she'd had a bout of diahreah. I figured that she'd been eating sheep poop again. (That's one of the "perks" of being a dog, living on 5 acres, with a pond and two sheep). So, I gave her a mini-bath, fasted her overnight, blogged til 2am and went to bed. I wasn't too concerned - because, hey, we all know I'm NOT psychic!

That night, she spit up water a few times, which she'd been doing regularly... having a drink of water, and then about 10 minutes later, there'd be spit up. I was thinking that maybe she was having reflux... again, not too worried. Her kidney function isn't the greatest, but she was drinking water and peeing regularly, just spitting up a little water now and then... I really was doing a great job of not being neurotic about my dog.

Saturday morning. I got up in the morning and drank a cup of coffee and sat down to do some blogging before it was time to leave for work. Cinnamin didn't look real perky, how perky do you look when you are a 16 yr old dog with 2 knee surgeries under your collar? Having had a night of diahrea and spitting up?

She came back in, drank some water, and promptly threw up, and once again - I saw that she'd had more diahrea. This time it had that terrible "bloody diahrea" smell. So, I again cleaned her up, and started that wiffle waffle thing about "should I take her to the vet" and "can I afford it" and "am I being overly worried" and "will I be late for work" and "why the hell does this shit always happen on the weekend" and "naturally it's a holiday weekend" etc.. And as I was standing there, frozen with indecision and angst... she threw up again, only this time it was blood.

Nothing like a precious dog throwing up blood to get a person into overdrive! Not recommended, but nevertheless, effective as hell! I called the vet, threw her into the car, exceeded the speed limit, and made it to the vet's office a half hour before closing time. Now, I do realize that veterinarians need to have days off too... but why the heck can't they stay open ALL DAY on Saturday? What's this with the closing at noon on Saturday shit? I work on Saturdays. People I know work on Saturdays... Sundays too...

Anyway... I got there, and the only available vet is some new person I've never seen before. Young, prissy, inept... (these are the nice words I'm using to describe her - stupid bimbo is more accurate... but I won't say that because it isn't nice). So, two blood tests later, the diagnosis comes back as "her Amylase is so high it's off the chart" but her kidney function looks better than last time she was in, so it's got to be pancreatitis. The vet is all cheerful and perky, she gives me some anti-nausea medication, and tells me not to feed her until the next day, and that it will run it's course, no big deal.

This is exactly what I wanted to hear (the no big deal part). Cinnamin is no longer throwing up blood, just spit - every 10 minutes or so... and I'm really really wanting it to be no big deal... so I take her home, give her the medicine, arrange for my son-in-law to check on her, and off I go to work. Again, let me reiterate - I am clearly NOT psychic!

I got home at midnight, walked in the door... and Oh My God! There is bloody diahrea everywhere... my dog is throwing up every 5 minutes... naturally it's the middle of the night on a holiday weekend... and I just freaked! So, I called the emergency vet.

They said, "Bring her in now! Pancreatitis is life threatening, especially if your dog is 16 years old, even more so if her kidney function is not what it should be." Now I'm in full panic mode. It takes 4o minutes to get to the emergency clinic. Luckily the vet on duty was not a stupid bimbo - he listened to me, he listened to my dog, he inspired confidence and trust. He agreed with the pancreatitis diagnosis, explained how serious that was in elderly dogs with kidney disease, and said she was dehydrated and needed to be on IV fluids STAT and that if I'm lucky, she might respond favorably within the next two days. The estimated bill was $650.

In my mind, I crossed off my electric bill, my phone bill, my house payment, my bank of america payment, and my food money. I said, OK do it, signed the papers agreeing to pay, and sent her off to be pumped full of fluids and anti-biotics, anti-nausea, anti-diahrea, and anti-pain medication. I said to the Master of the Universe, "I have no desire to live in this world without my dog - so, if it's her time to go, plan on it being mine too."

At this point, I was too upset to do anything more than pace and pray... well... I don't think it was actually praying - begging is more like it. I did send her Reiki. I did talk to the Red Jesus. Every 3 hours I called the Emergency Clinic. She had stopped throwing up, the diahrea had stopped, she was resting comfortably, and I started to relax just a teeny bit.

By midmorning on Sunday, the vet was feeling encouraged enough to say that if they could get her to eat something and keep it down, she'd be able to come home. So far, so good.

At this point, I'm going to interrupt the narrative, because for the rest of the story to make sense, you'll need some background on the following:

• Reiki
• The Red Jesus
• The Medical Assistance Program
• Devas
• Brotherhood of Light
• Animal Communication
• Pan
• Pancreatitis in Dogs

So, please bear with me while I compile those posts - once they're uploaded - I'll finish my story. And yes, it's a cool story.

What is the Medical Assistance Program?

In my studies of things "spiritual", I came across an interesting healing modality that involves working directly with PAN (Volcan), the DEVIC KINGDOM, and the BROTHERHOOD OF LIGHT. This process works with these groups for healing of the self, or our Earth Mother. This technique is highly effective, fun to work with, and very rewarding!

The Medical Assistance Program (MAP) Coning is a “wild and wooey” technique you can do at home that integrates involutionary input of nature with man's evolutionary development. The healthy being is a balanced combination of these two dynamics. Intent, sincerity, and commitment to a balanced body during the process is essential for an effective coning. It is for those who feel their present medical support–whether traditional or alternative– is not enough....

... I am so sorry to do this to you, but this post has been moved to my new website, shirleytwofeathers.com, and can be found in the Alternative Therapies section, here: What is the Medical Assistance Program?

Animal Communication?

Animals communicate regularly through telepathy. It is the most basic form of communication, an ability we are all born with. As humans, we learn to rely on verbal communication and our telepathic skills are pushed aside and become rusty. Like a muscle, unless used regularly, these skills become weak and inefficient. Humans, given the proper mindset and training, have the ability to communicate telepathically with all species.

Communicating with an animal is a two way process, there is a sender and a receiver. Now here is the amazing part....telepathy can be done in person or over distance! A great example of this is when you are thinking of someone and the phone rings, low and behold it is the very person you were just thinking about. Coincidence or Telepathy!! We have all had telepathic experiences, we just don't recognize them as such.