Create

Create. Say this word to some people and see them break into a sweat. When we think of create, it is either of art or writing or crafts. All of us create. The minute we wake up each day we create. When we sleep at night we create. We are creating the world we live in. We create how we think of our world. We create what happens to us. We create how we deal with situations. Yes, there are people whose creativity bone is off the charts. We cannot deny that every human being creates, it is just a matter of what level.

Support

It's amazing how much crap we can put up with. I'm not sure if it is a sign of strength or just to damn tired to fight it. Why don't we say anything. My excuse is its worse than putting up with the crap. I am not listened to and everything gets turned around to make it my fault. So the problem is pushed away, only for it to resurface later. The way to handle is build yourself up. You are the only one who cares enough for you. Be your best supporter. Know that it is not wrong to love/like you.

Fire

Campfire, bonfire, fireplace. Any type that lets me sit there and watch the flames dance. I really need to sit by a fire when life gets a little rough. Watching the flames is like watching every stress burn up. It is so relaxing. Clears the mind. We have a fire ring in our front yard. We have a fire almost every night during the summer. Now that doesn't mean life is that stressful, just is relaxing.

Coyotes

Last night was the closest the coyotes have been. It was amazing. Coyotes really don't howl. It was alot of yipping and a sound that is very hard to describe. In my reading about women homesteaders, they have described hearing coyotes. These women of course would tend to be very religious. One woman described it as sounding like the gates of hell opened and demons escaped. At first in was a little frightening because I was sleeping. It sounded just unreal. The second time I was awake and it was still unbelievable. In the two times I heard them, only once each time sounded like a howl. They were right across the highway in a pasture. We were listening to the birds as we fell asleep and it sounded like we were in Africa. It is such a rush to listen to all the sounds. We used to have cattle. When we were calving, I had the graveyard shift. I would hear the coyotes, but they sounded farther away. Last night I was glad I wasn't in a tar paper shanty.

Pressure

Why do we put so much pressure on ourselves. We can't do or be everything to everyone. There is only one me. It is not possible to be everywhere. Let it go. Life goes on whether we are there or not. Let go of the guilt. Guilt is just a way for others to make themselves feel better. Guilt serves no purpose. Walk away from the guilt ridden statements. We have a life to live.

Agave

I have been reading all the updates on Agave. What the kicker though is this, one site puts down Agave, yet promotes their product of tanning beds. What the hell! It has been proven that tanning beds aren't good for you and this doctor is promoting this. How about telling people to get outside. Totally lost my faith is reading his articles or even considering ordering anything from his website. Be informed! Make your own decisions. It is your life. Follow up on anything. Know that one source of information is not in your best interests. I have used Agave and Stevia. I like both. I also look deep into which company I purchase from. Yes, it may take awhile to gather my info, but it is well worth my time. Well informed decisions are the easiest to make. I am not going to promote any companies. You might have done your research and found your favorites.

It's Raining

When we think of rain, we think cleansing, rejuvenating and fresh. We think of raining in our soul, we think dark, sad and depressing. It's time to change this paradigm. Granted the darkness of the soul is more intense. Usually, we come out the other side much better because of the journey. We learn valuable lessons about ourselves while in the "dark side". Is it because we hear it is a dark journey, we put a label on it? I have been in the dark side where I needed help to get out. Why can't we get help? Why is there such a stigma associated with getting help?