Okay, this is always awkward describing oneself…well, at least for me it is…
What can I say but that if you read my blog long enough, you pretty much get to know what I’m about…for the most part. A gal likes to have a little mystery about her…heh.
A short course:
I’m a mother. Best thing that ever happened to me. 🙂
Bachelor of Arts in Communications. Second best thing that ever happened to me. :p
One thing you wouldn’t guess by this blog is that I’m not a naturally outgoing person. Heh.
I write better than I talk.
My life has been nothing like I envisioned it…
Married. Divorced. Somewhat wealthy at one point…now on food stamps.
Sickened by coal ash at fifteen. Dental amalgams slowly did me in; beginning in 1991 until discovery of mercury poisoning in 2007. Slowly recovering through low dose chelation protocol by Andrew Hall Cutler, PhD.
Lost my house in 2006 to what we now know are predator lenders and credit default swaps where Wall St. actually bet that people would lose their homes. I’m sure the mercury poisoning contributed to this downfall.
Nearly lost my life three times due to mercury poisoning–woke up in the middle of the night gasping for air (felt like collapsed lung and fluid in the lung). The last time, I begged God to just take me.
I had a wonderful kitty, Sammy, who was diabetic. Had her for fourteen years and she was the best companion ever until put to sleep in 2008 due to cancer. I like to say that she “chose” us because when we went to the animal shelter, she continually rubbed the cage and purred.
I love the creative. Love learning.
I no longer go to zoos because I would not want to be put in a cage, so I can’t bear to support this practice nor look at the blank expression of the animals in captivity. Same with orcas at Sea World and other dreadful places.
I try to apply the Golden Rule of do unto others as you would have done unto you…but yeah, that’s a tall order if applied to everything…so I’m progressing, but not *there* yet.
I believe in God, the Creator, but don’t believe in pushing religion upon others. I was raised Presbyterian and became Catholic when I married my ex. I left the church after being bullied during/after my divorce. I was pretty angry for awhile and began to doubt God’s existence due to the cruelty of those who claim to be following God and Jesus. I only came back when one of my children was going through a very difficult time. It was one of those “I don’t know if you’re up there, but my baby is in trouble and needs your help.”
I’ve related my life experience as a metamorphosis. I don’t even recognize the person that I once was. There are strengths I never knew I had.
One of the most important lessons is not to let others define who I am. That is, I know the kind of person I want to be–and living on Earth is sometimes very difficult and hurtful. In my prior life, I would have given into that urge to be hurtful back (and sometimes I still do, but then correct myself), but now see the wisdom of keeping that urge in check and taking the high road–not to let another’s actions define my reaction. I would call that feeding the Light, instead of feeding the dark.
Okay, that’s enough…
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