Something to consider

A year or so ago I began to be concerned (and annoyed) when I frequently had headaches

 or commonly just felt 'off' 

 

Then I began to correlate it to the times I used various cleaning products.

I started to research 'old fashioned ways' of cleaning on the Internet and found a treasure trove!

As I migrated to nearly exclusive use of natural/non-toxic products the symptoms dissipated.

Then they disappeared all together.

(and I saved significantly on my shopping costs as a secondary bonus)

I didn't think a great deal more about the value (and far reaching impact) of these seemingly small changes in my cleaning routine and products common around the house until I noticed these articles:

In the NEW YORK TIMES by Diane Lewis is a physician and the founder of the Great Healthy Yard Project

and

In the Journal of Environmental Health Perspectives - 17 chemicals to avoid

I'm not (at all!) inclined to the 'chicken little/sky is falling' approach to life

but rather the 'do what is reasonable and live your life' approach to life.

Still, two facts stand tall - no doubt about it. Facts I share with you here, from my life:

1) I see a profound decrease in bees - they are in trouble (and science points to pesticides as an issue)

2) I have seen, currently see and fear for more cases of cancer than I even want to talk about say.

 

I know this isn't a happy, chirpy post, but I'd rather risk the down side of sharing such info *hopefully*

  you'll take a few moments to read these two articles and consider the possibility of using less (or no) chemicals in your home/garden/yard. 

Consider it for the bees, for the water, for your pets, for everything and everyone you love

Consider it for yourself....

House needs a home!

You know how I am with any/all/every old house, lol.

Moth to flame I have to look, poke, share...

(even if only at a distance via the net)!

 If you want to have a look around her and read the TOH details the link is below

http://www.thisoldhouse.com/toh/photos/thumbnails/0,,20720344,00.html

 

I admit I'm a confirmed farm 'n field, farmhouse n barns kinda gal

but every old house hums a song my heart hears   :-)

 

Happy weekend all!

Whatever Works

I began my day just before 8am with a tense incoming phone call....
Once responded to and behind me I knew the best possible thing I could do was
head to the woods

Because honestly, I swear I can feel the damp soft timeless soil 

beneath my feet and the trees (tho still leafless) who tower above me 

drain the stress, anxiety and sadness away. 

 

Every time my foot connects with the earth, I can almost feel it draw

the worries and pressures away from me ~ 

were they go or how they dissipate from the soil to the universe I have no clue.

But however those trees, hills and earth manage it for me
it always, always works.

Magic indeed

Early this morning it was cool, windy and sunny. Clear and crisp.

The red wing blackbirds were full of themselves (as always, lol)

I spotted a tiny handful of early blooming bushes and mosses declaring themselves alive.

But for the most part it was the vistas and views seen only 'pre-leafing' that kept me company.

 The daffodils were waiting to say hello amid the leafless thatch that,

in summer will be a grand wild berry patch.....

No sounds aside from the birds, the breeze in the hundreds of trees and my thoughts.

When stress comes calling some meditate, some hit the snooze button, some rush to immerse themselves in work or family or any one of hundreds of things that people find best relieves stress
for themselves.

Me? I  'walk the woods' lol

Hope your day is a good one......

Listen To Your Heart

Listen To Your Heart...

"It's impossible" said pride.

"Its risky" said experience.

"Its pointless" said reason.

"Give it a try" said the heart.

( author unknown)

Friends, Soon To Arrive...

I've missed each and every one.

Color and shape.

Warm and gentle.

Windows filled with happiness...

Thanks to everyone who's written to check on me

There's a lot happening right now - some for sharing here

(and some not)

But it means so much to be 'checked on'

So don't give up on me - images and stories and thoughts to share
when time allows a bit more wiggle room to write...

It Was A Dark & Stormy Nite (Really)

 This was one of the largest storms I can recall.

It left behind 16 ~ 17 inches of snow and a lot of sleepless hours.

Trees bowing, wind roaring, heart pounding intensity.

Storms are stressful in any setting, but I'd wager that there's

A ferocity to such storms in the total black darkness of farmlands

Different from the city or suburbs. No hints of light, no hum of traffic. 

It is (I imagine) much like it would be to ride out a storm at sea in the nite
(sans the water)

Not for the weak-of-heart....

Living in the country, on farmland, amid endless fields, trees, in a creaking old house

Is a choice I made and not one I regret. But there are times it tests you - body and soul...

The nite magnifies every fear, every worry. It brings to mind every single thing you 

didn't do yet, meant to do, should have done, is on  your list

Buckets of water stand at hand

Alternate heat is going (or ready to go) 

The hands on the clock stall as the wind builds.  The snow enters every

Ancient crack and corner it can find
Tho I know it's not possible I swear the darkness grows darker

The old girl rides it out, as she has for over 150 years

She's not worried ~ she's seen it all (and more) before

The old barn creaks, the trees moan

Morning comes

A damage assessment walkabout shows little needing attention
(thankfully)

Time to clean up, restock, and make ready for the next thrashing.

All the while, daydreaming of Spring....

The Reason Is, Simply, "Because"

*

*

Last nite I was watching (gosh, don't judge, roflmao) Dance Moms 

because I remain fascinated with the fluidity, the movement, the emotion 

dancers are able to convey with movement and facial expression alone.

As a child and young adult I studied ballet - I was abysmal (perhaps even horrid lol)

but loved the look, the feel the magic and mystery of dance. 

Dance is ancient, one of the core paths of creative human expression.

I don't know why but I started to think about the 'why' of what drives each of us.

Those of science seek knowledge, answers.

Those of engineering seek efficiency, strength, stability. 

Those of medicine seek cures, comfort.

Archaeologists seek understanding of cultures, history.

I pondered what it is that those who seek the artistic search for?

The artists: of words, of fiber, of cloth, of glass, of clay, of music
Of dance, of song, of instruments, of story, of paint, 

Those of such passions, such callings. 

Those who capture the undeniable well inside them

That demands to be set free to the outer world

(even if no one is watching or cares).

Why do they seek? Why do they do what they do?

And it occurred to me I have never known (no do I myself) 

Create for any reason I can perceive other than 

BECAUSE

They simply want to, need to, have (or will learn) to resist is sadness and despair.

Creativity (in endless form) springs up, wells up, fills to overflowing and demands (only) release... 

Shared it multiplies, nurtured it flourished, honored it strengthens. 

Even held secret, it restores the one who cares for it within themselves.

Still as to 'why'?

I believe the reason isn't for outcome or goal

I think, rather the reason is

Simply  

Because

*dance, sing, sew, bead, write, paint, garden, ______ (fill in your calling)*

Honor your gift, alone or shared, honor your gift

Issy

Time To Leave, Dear (not!) 2013/2014 Winter!

Table courtesy of accuweather website

Oh, yes, it's time for you, your (endless) snow, minus temps and blowing winds to GO.....

The Keys?

As the morning sky filled with sun for the first time in a very long time
I wondered if one of the simple keys to happiness 

Is not allowing the worry and weariness of living

To completely overwhelm the wonder of life...

Issy ~ February 2014

Behavior

 
Stepping back, resisting the (human) inclination to 

draw "conclusions" or 'pass judgement' 

about someones'
behavior
appearance
attitude
 actions,
or choices

is a

a monumental act of human kindness

It's not about them deserving it (or not)

It's not about you being right (or wrong)

 What it is, actually. is a gift you give 

to that person (family, friend, coworker, stranger)
It's a gift you give to the world at large
(one less negative bit of karma slinking around)

Maybe the bewildering/annoying/obnoxious people
 have a reason for
(fill in the blank with whatever they are doing that's annoying)
(or maybe they ARE just  total ass*oles) lol

Either way
May as well keep your eyes on your own paper 

Cause I'm pretty sure you're not gonna change the A*holes
 And if someone IS in the midst of a soul crushing crisis
Odds are there's little you can do
to alter how they're coping with whatever they may be facing

It's for sure not easy
I'll admit right here, right now that some days I do better than others lol
But I keep reminding myself of something I really do think is true:
 Any time you choose to take the higher road...

  it's a little bit of a gift you give yourself too

'just sayin......