A hawk gave me one of his feathers.

The other day I went out for my occasional walk around the neighborhood to get some exercise.  As I was coming up my street, a hawk swooped down in front of me.  He looked at me then flew away leaving behind a large feather.  I picked it up because you don’t say no to a gift from a hawk.  It was still warm from his body.

This is a special thing.  I’m a tiny part Native American so it is even more special to me.  I wish I knew more about it but there’s not a lot of specific info in our family history.  My ancestors lived up north around Michigan so I’m thinking maybe Blackfoot.

According to Native American culture, a feather from a hawk symbolizes guardianship, strength and farsightedness. When a feather falls to earth, the Native Americans believe it carries all of the energy of its former attachment on a bird to a living being. Feathers are perceived as gifts from the sky, the sea and the trees. Feathers arrive unexpectedly, but not without purpose.

I accept this gift from my Hawk Spirit Guardian.  I will feel it’s energy and keep it forever as a reminder that someone is watching out for me from above.  I will never walk alone again.

 

 

Ignoring the Creator

After work today I had to stop at Home Depot to pick up a some hinges and a latch to finish building the new door for the opening under my mom’s house.  The old one was falling apart.  Not bad though for lasting 70 years.

As I walked down the aisles I looked into the faces of the passers by who ignored me completely.  It made me wonder if they had any idea that they were walking right by the Dreamer of the universe that they live in.  Maybe it is best that they don’t know I am the Creator.  Can you imagine what a pain it would be if everyone knew?  I’d have to sign autographs everywhere I went.

Maybe it’s best to stay anonymous.

 

 

“No vegetables, Please.”

Wow!  It’s amazing what you will see when you’re out in the public.  Even more so in a restaurant.

Today I was having lunch in a Chinese restaurant when I overheard someone at another table ordering.

He actually ordered a dish and said, “No vegetables.”

This man obviously eats meat only and never touches vegetables.  That’s sad.  He gonna die!  Goodbye vegetables, hello heart disease.

I know.. I shouldn’t judge others but…Damn!  Really?

 

Guerilla Solar – The Dreaded Letter Arrives

I got home from work today to find the dreaded Smart Meter letter in my mailbox.  “We are happy to announce that in the next few weeks you will bet getting a Smart Meter.”

Now I will be unable to hide my guerrilla solar power installation from the man.  They will immediately detect reverse current.  I wonder if I’m screwed.

I googled it and read one guy’s story where the power company granted some kind of amnesty and allowed him to sign up for net metering without a bunch of electricians and inspections.  I’m not counting on that but I can hope for it.  I better go out and tidy up my installation so it looks good and hope for the best.

If I have to spend a lot of money getting it up to code and all that then I might be better off just turning it off until I move out to the country which should be in a year or two.

I guess I’ll just wait for the phone call and see what happens.  I feel sick.

 

What’s it like to be in love?

IMG_0274Today, being Memorial day, I wasn’t sure how to celebrate it other than just not having to go to work.  I decided that I should maybe go have some special food.  I was going to try maybe Red Robin for a burger.  I looked up the nutrition info and the basic burger there had 19 grams of saturated fat.  Way more than I usually eat but it is a special occasion.  Just for grins I looked up the nutrition for a burger and fries at Whataburger.  Only 10 Grams!  I love Whataburger and have been let down by Red Robin in the past so it was a no-brainer.  Whataburger it is!  Cheaper and better.  if you’re ever in Texas, make it a point to eat at Whataburger.  It makes places like Steak and Shake and In-n-out burger taste like McDonalds.   AWESOME!

To the point:

As I sat there I noticed a young couple sitting on the same side of the next booth.  They were probably in high school.  I marveled at what I saw.  It is difficult for me to even imagine what love feels like.  When I see things like this, I desperately want to go and ask them, “What does it feel like?”   Even if I did ask the question, I’m not sure it is a question that has a tangible answer.  How could they even respond in a manner that would make sense to me?

It made me remember something.  The last time I held hands with a girl was probably 45 years ago when I was in preschool.  My mom told me that I and a girl we carpooled with were a hot item.  I’m not sure I have any memories of this but it makes me wonder if I was normal at one point in my life.  I wonder when things changed?  I remember in third grade planning to one day marry this other girl in my class.  Things were still normal then.  I expect I lost touch with reality when my father died when I was in elementary school.  I didn’t realize it at the time but I got seriously screwed up by not having a father figure in my formative years.

To this day, I feel the desire to have a mate but don’t have the skills or mental faculties to make it happen.  I’ve surely convinced myself that I don’t want such things yet something deep inside keeps nagging me.  I wonder if it is a human nature thing or if it is external sociological influence.  Other than actually mating, it seems to me that the sociological construct of marriage is a human invention perpetrated continuously over time until it has become so normal that it is almost a requirement.

As far as it happening to me?  I don’t feel that I have what it takes to meet today’s norms.  I am a special person among an ocean of regular people.  It’s tough.  I wonder if one day that other special fish will swim into my reef and change the world.

Are you out there?

 

Meatface

After my coronary artery stents were put in, I was told outright by the doctor, “You need to be a vegetarian!”

There’s no doubt the American Diet is a death sentence.  High in saturated fat and cholesterol, it’s not surprising that 610,000 people die of heart disease every year.  We eat the worst crap and deny any ill effects while silently, plaque builds up in your arteries until you turn 48 and die.

I’ve taken it seriously and eat a low fat diet every day.  The daily recommended intake of saturated fats is 13 grams.  I try to keep my intake in the 0-5 mg range.  Heat disease is reversible if you are serious about it.  Many days I can do zero by eating only vegetables and maybe tofu.   That doesn’t mean I don’t splurge occasionally for those special occasions.

Minimizing sodium helps keep your blood pressure down which is also very important to help prevent stretching damage to your arteries.

Something I’ve run into quite often when I order food is “Meatface?.  That face people make when I tell them to hold the meat or substitute something else.  Just yesterday I was at Subway to have a veggie delight sandwich.  The girl making the sandwich asked me if the Veggie Delight was good.  Apparently she hasn’t tried one because when I told her that you don’t even notice the meat is missing, she made the face I’ve see so many times.  It’s a look of revulsion like eating a sandwich without meat is some kind of horrible taboo.  I realize that not eating meat takes some time to get used to but it still amazes me that people have such a reaction.

There was a time, back in the early 1900s and before, where meat was not so available or affordable.  People only ate meat once or twice a week if at all.  It was normal.  Funny how things have changed.  The thought of a meal without meat is outlandish.  You must be some kind of alien from another planet. People don’t even know how to eat a no-meat meal.

It’s not going to change anytime soon and it’s a good thing we have statins and blood pressure medication to make up the difference in our poor eating habits.  Without them 48 would be our age limit.  If your doctor says to take cholesterol and blood pressure medication then you had better do it if you plan to continue eating meat.  I doubt you will understand until you have your first and possibly last heart attack.

You may think you are eating a healthy diet now but if you are eating meat three times a day then you are possibly three times over the limit for saturated fat.

Eating right is very important. Wake up!!!  You’re doing it wrong.

 

Too much sleep?

slpngI have an idea.

I’ve spent my whole life feeling that I am not getting enough sleep.  Every morning, getting out of bed has been extremely difficult.  I get around 7 hours of pretty good quality sleep each night but I wake up desperately tired and angry at the world for making me get out of bed.

I wonder if maybe I am getting too much sleep.  Everyone’s needs are different and maybe mine are too.  Sometimes after taking a 15 minute nap I wake up feeling refreshed.  A full night’s sleep does not refresh me. Something not right here.

I usually wake up a few times a night and maybe go to the restroom.  I notice that during those wakeups, I don’t feel so tired.  I think I’m going to try a new experiment.  I’m going to just get up and do something for a while.  If I feel tired I’ll go back to bed until the alarm goes off.  It couldn’t hurt to try and I might enjoy it.

The shortness of waking time I am allowed weighs heavily on me and having a little more would be really nice.  I think I might give it a shot for a few days and see what happens.  It might also help me to fall asleep more quickly at bedtime.

Science!!!

A few weeks later…

Yeah.  That’s not happening.  I am not feeling like staying out of bed in the middle of the night.  Nevermind.