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  • Uncle AL

    I just learned this morning that my dear Uncle AL passed away this past week.  Wednesday I guess.


    I just had a candle lit for him last night, something I do often because Uncle AL had not been well at all this year.


    Uncle AL was not my real Uncle as far as being related.  Uncle AL was a term of endearment that everyone had for Mr. AL FRANTZ.  To know him was to love him and to love him was to feel supported, loved and cared about.  The true markers for BEing a wonderful Uncle.


    I was fortunate enough to be able to spend a few weeks with Uncle AL in NYC.  Uncle AL had a way of making the big, scary city less intimidating to me.  I never grew up with mass transit so having to take buses and subways scared the bejeezus out of me.  Uncle AL drew me a handy little map and explained the city in such a way that my fear quickly dissipated.


    Uncle AL was a true QUEEN and Manhattan has lost a wonderful man.  I was fortunate that Uncle AL was the only person to ever answer my request for a proper birthday present.  I always tell peeps I wanted a parade for my birthday but nobody ever delivered and I don't know why.  It would be easy to do and wouldn't cost a thing to have friends and family parade around in my honor wearing big, goofy hats and making lots of cheery noise.  Anyway...... I have never got my parade until this past year when my dear Uncle AL sent me this card.....



     

    Funny thing is, I don't think I ever asked Uncle AL for a parade but that is just the kind of man he was.  All knowing and Always loving.

     

    I will miss you my dear, sweet Uncle AL.  Thank you for giving so much of yourself and for being so encouraging over the years.  You truly are a gem.

     

  • Sick..... Again :(

    I'm just not well.  Not well at all.  I spent the last few days in the hospital, sick as sick can BE.


    I've been diagnosed with Diverticulitis.  A disease most common in the elderly.  I try not to dwell in the thoughts of "what's next?" and try to be in the NOW.  But the NOW sucks and I'm nauseous, in pain and totally not well.  Perhaps I shall linger in the sparkly remembrance of yesteryear.


    My recent illness, which is still lingering like the stench after a fire, has managed to mess with not only my body, but also my psyche and my Spirit.


    This too shall pass.


    BE WELL.

  • 2 years ago today I had my last hangover....

    I can barely RE-member what it was like to BE me a couple of years ago.  It's like a far away dream that doesn't really feel like it BElongs to me, not on this plane of consciousness anyway.  I have Evolved.


    Perhaps you wouldn't know it, BEcause I did work hard to hide it and deny it, which is easier to do on the Internet than in the flesh.   In fact, it is impossible to hide in person so, I spent a lot of time locked in hell.  I kept myself hidden BEhind closed doors and refused to even pick up the phone or answer the door.  I call these the Lost Years.  The years when I was either drunk, hungover or obsessively thinking about when I could drink again.  I was so ashamed.  Hopeless.


    I have grown up with alcoholism my entire life.  My parents are alcoholics, their parents... my youngest brother died in a drunk driving accident and I lost myself into the swirling abyss of hell know as alcoholism.  The pain of alcoholism was immense in my family and enormous in the lives of my friends and their struggles with alcohol.  Alcohol has robbed so much from our lives.


    I truly just wanted to die during the last few months of my addiction.  I tried everything to quit drinking but nothing would quell that insatiable craving in me.  AA was not my cup of tea and counseling and abstinence never did work to remove my craving.   I could hardly abstain for one week, BEfore I was back drinking myself into oblivion.  I did pray.  I prayed often that GOD would remove my craving for alcohol BEcause then I knew I would BE able to handle my lot in life.


    GOD answered my prayers when he made me aware of Rhonda Lenair.  Rhonda was the answer to my prayer and Life has just been one BEautiful thing after another since I saw her.  Not once, in the two years since I saw Rhonda Lenair, have I craved alcohol or wanted to drink.  Drinking alcohol makes absolutely no sense in my head anymore.  My desire was completely removed simply by letting Rhonda place her hands on my head.  She told me things about myself that she could not possibly know, she never asked me any questions about anything.  The things Rhonda spoke of were things I vaguely remember as bringing Joy to me, or experiences I had that connected me to other levels of consciousness, very personal experiences.  I struggle to not call this a miracle, for as Rhonda states, "there are no miracles in a realm of infinitie possibilities."  Even today, as I type this, I strive to understand how this is possible.  My quest to understand Rhonda's work has led me into many interesting readings, teachings thoughts and sciences.  Teachings that I understand in a way that I cannot verbalize.  I understand on a completely different level and have no way to articulate this understanding other than to twinkle and feel supported by having this deep knowing in me.  To feel connected.


    If you need visual proof of my evolution here is a side by side of my driver's license.  The first picture was taken one month after seeing Rhonda for alcoholism, which BElieve it or not, was an improvement from a couple of months earlier.


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    I realize today that I AM known and Loved by the Universe and that my soul purpose is to BE HAPPY!


    I AM.


    I could never thank the person that wrote the article about Rhonda Lenair, that my husband read and gave to me to read, enough.  My way of thanking GOD for the gift of Rhonda Lenair is to help spread the word of her work and to support her in all that she does.  Rhonda is like nobody I have ever met BEfore.  She is the most humble, gentle, loving person I have ever known and she has a very visible glow around her.  She works and speaks from a dimension that I do not understand, but my soul does and that is all that matters.  One day Rhonda's work will BE commonplace, I AM convinced of that.  Rhonda states that this force she works in is available to all of us and is infinite in it's power.  I BElieve.


    Today I AM not Powerless over alcohol, I AM EMPOWERED.   I have absolutely NO FEAR of ever drinking alcohol again.  I wish the same freedom for all who suffer from the ravages of alcoholism.  If you or someone you love is suffering with alcoholism, There is HOPE!  Freedom without shame, guilt or pain.


    JOY!


    BE WELL.

  • I Dreamed I was Cured....

    I was out amongst the people, maybe it was a tv show?  I don't know where exactly, somewhere like a tv set and I told you (them) I was cured of HIV, which you seemed to know, but didn't BElieve.


    And the questions came.....how? 


    I prayed.


    What?


    I prayed to GOD and thanked him for curing me....daily.


    what else?


    That's it.


    What denomination are you?


    None.  I AM a child of GOD.


    What medications did you take?


    None.


    What herbs?


    Many.


    But how....?


    I tell you, I prayed and lived as we all should.  I prayed and I BElieved.


    What did you say?  Where?  What did you wear?  What time was it?  Did you dream this?  Were you breastfed as a child?  Did you get hit in the head?  Do you hear voices.....????????


    and the questions kept coming, plastering me and bombarding me with one stupid thing after another.  I was feeling stressed and in disbelief that "they" just didn't get it. 


    And then I felt sad.   Sad, because I realized that perhaps "they" never will "get it" and will spend their lives working to disprove everything spiritual, rather than to enjoy the gifts abundant.


    Just a glimpse, a fraction of a dream.  All I remember and felt.  The scary, killing monsters have not returned in many a wink.  Now dreams seem to BE more in the know....


    I must stop fighting my Evolution.


     

  • Harvesting

    The garden is starting to produce large quantities of produce all at once.  You know what that means, home canning!


    This Sunday was spent making salsa.  It was an all day event and I learned something important.  DO NOT TOUCH YOUR EYES for several hours after working with jalapeno peppers!  Several Hours!  Or it will burn like the dickens and it does not matter if you washed your hands, that hot stuff seems to cling in the pores.


    Now for a few pics of Salsa Making 101.


    We start by washing the jars in hot soapy water and then immersing them in boiling water to sterilize.


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    Next comes the chop, chop, chopping of vegetables.


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    Onions Too! 


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    All the ingredients amassed before they hit the pot.


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    Pouring the salsa into jars and then into a hot water bath for several minutes.


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    Finished Product!


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    Looks easy enough right?  Easy yes, but A LOT of work....unless you are Holly and can get an easy job like twisting lids on the jars!


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    EAT WELL.
    BE WELL.

  • SCAPBOOKING

    I've spent the last several weeks compiling a scrapbook of enormous proportions to give as a 50th Wedding Anniversary present to my in-laws.  Yes, I spent several all nighters working on it while BEing cursed with bouts of creativity and inspiration, thus making more work for me as I add more pages and pics and funny things.


    I AM proud of my accomplishment.  I know that the books will BE well received and cherished and that is all the compensation I need.


    Actually, I AM really digging the scrapbooking stuff so.... I bought some more supplies and plan to do my own scrapbook next.  I look forward to creating and BEing totally engulfed in a project again.  I AM already plagued with ideas and bursts of creative genius for my own book(s).  However, I will not have a time crunch with my books so.... maybe I will stop the all nighters and get some sound sleep.


    So..... if you don't hear from me for a few too many ticks I AM probably scrapbooking!


    BE WELL.

  • RAIN!

    Finally!  I finally got some rain for my plants and gardens yesterday, last night and this morning.  My rain gauge is reading less than an inch of rain, but......THANK YOU!  LOVELAND was so parched and crispy from lack of rain and this in turn, was having a negative effect on me and those around me.   


    It didn't help matters that I watched "An Inconvenient Truth" last night either.  Not a real "feel good" movie.


    I do my part and have for years.  Perhaps it helps to grow up poor to help you value what you do have.  To not waste things.  To find other uses for things you wrote off as trash.


    The one thing I have not done with much regularity is Pray for change.  I know full well the power of prayer and last night I really realized our Earth needs all the prayers she can get.


    Seeing the Earth from a few million miles away was so profound to me.  I cannot verbalize where that image took me.  I cannot RE-member the memories it evoked, but I feel them, right there in the core of my BEing.


    We are all in this together.  Perhaps the next planet we inhabit will BE less of want, need and greed and more of LOVE.


    IMAGINE.

  • LOVELAND

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    LOVELAND by Night


    Can you see the Angel Orbs?  I AM Blessed!


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    Double Rainbow Over LOVELAND Tonight.


    July 12, 2007.  A light, quick rain and then....


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  • WHAT GOOD FORTUNE FOR GOVERNMENTS THAT THE PEOPLE DO NOT THINK.  -A. HITLER

  • Rockin' New Boots

     


    I needed a new pair of work boots/shoes and..... well I just couldn't help myself.  I had to have these boots and I AM sooooo going to BE Rockin' them!


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    You will have to wait for the pics of me rockin' my new boots with my propeller hat.  Everybody just loves the propeller hat and I get tons of comments and compliments on it.  Ooooh, I just remembered I have a Quisp shirt that will really set this ensemble off!  Jeez, I love to laugh!


    BE WELL.


    chillintwirlygirl


     

What?

I AM still paranoid,
though reasons changed.
I'm paranoid that they'll figure out the language
and patterns of
me,
and I'll forget to rea
r r
ange.

Then I'll just be textbook.