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…. No matter how painful or uncomfortable it makes me. Right?

My entire life I’ve spent saving up for a rainy day. I saved up money for emergencies, I bought bulk foods for lean times, Clothes too little (because I was going to lose weight), Clothes too big because for my bloated days, etc…

No more.

Starting now I am committed (or should be) to living in the now. Depending more on my chickens and rabbits and less on the stores. Planting more things (that I can’t kill) and eating that instead of getting cases of bananas and freezing them.
That doesn’t mean I am not going to freeze or can stuff. It means that I am going to stop relying on my frozen and canned foods. I am going to focus more toward in season foods and what I can produce on my own.

I don’t like it.
It makes me feel very vulnerable.
it makes me feel unprepared and anxious.

But I’ve felt the push for over a month now and all my bulk stuff is either no longer allowed on my diet or going bad too quickly to use or process. I feel the whispering voice of God guiding me despite my resistance and I must follow.

I haven’t been doing much other than posting recipes lately and thus no place for the gratitudes. That will also change.
I am grateful for friends! People I can talk to. People who listen. People who give honest advice and opinions – and yet let me make my own decision. I am grateful for support groups and freedom of speech, life-style, opinion, religion and ideals. I am grateful that I can live in the “now”, taking each moment for what it is… a precious gift that will never come again. Today I am just grateful.


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My Aunt passed away on Tuesday the 12th. I have mixed feelings. She was an awesome woman, loved by all, but it was her time. She had no quality of life left. She has spent the last few years in the later stages of MS and plagued by multitudes of problems making her situation worse. With the end of times surrounding us she couldn’t eat, talk, move or even lift her head. It was hard to see her this way, so far from the vibrant belly dancing woman that she was. She always had a smile and a kind word to say, She was quiet but opinionated and I loved her dearly.

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Birth of a White Buffalo

In Greenville Texas, This May, a white buffalo was born during the intense power of a driving thunderstorm. They are a very rare and powerful Native American symbol of Hope.

A gift from God to bolster the Morale of a faltering people. It is a beautiful thing, and yet a huge responsibility.

Imagine something akin to John the Baptist being born into your family. Imagine the stress of taking care of this little guy, raising him up right, the tremendous amount of responsibility and weight on your shoulders.

All of the nations (Native American) Look to Arby Little Soldier as the little white buffalo grows up. I, myself, would love to see this embodiment of living hope.

Now before the Christians out there get morally outraged at this post, let me add something. I truly believe that God will send the signs and symbols to the people that they would recognise. It would make no sense to send a vision of the virgin Mary to the Hindu people, Nor the White buffalo to the Greek Orthodox.

A symbol of hope is a symbol of hope and I for one am excited!

Matthew 7:5
And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?

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Menominee Tribe – The Menominee Version of the 23rd Psalm

“The Creator above is the Great Spirit and the Great Mystery, His gifts are plentiful therefore you want not. He holds out a branch of love and protection and He draws you to where the ground is undisturbed, where the air is pure and the water is clear and clean enough to give life.

You walk, you breathe, you feed, for you are pleasured. The times when your heart is weak, your circle is out of balance, He lifts you up again and draws you to the good Menominee road, for He is strength and wisdom.”

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This is a prayer from the Sioux, but it should be a prayer from all of us.
It is the path we should all be following…


Grandfather Great Spirit All Over The World

The Faces Of Living Things Are Alike.

With Tenderness, They Have Come Up Out Of The Ground.

Look Upon Your Children That They May Face The Winds

And Walk The Good Road To The Day Of Quiet.

Grandfather Great Spirit

Fill Us With The Light.

Give Us The Strength To Understand And The Eyes To See.

Teach Us To Walk The Soft Earth As Relatives

To All That Live.

~Sioux Prayer~

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Wow this year is flying by… I am it is only 2 months until we journey to the mythical land of GSA (greed, sex and alcohol) – yes, I mean Las Vegas.

In two short months my youngest will be 21 years of age. I just can not believe it. Heck, in 8 days The hubby and I will have been married for 22 years. I can hardly believe that either.

These are my revelations about Marriage
I think the most important concept of marriage any relationship is communication which encompasses two actions.
1. Clearly getting the information, your points or ideas, and feelings across.
2. Listening to what your partner is saying – not just listening to the words but trying to understand what was intended.

Without this freedom to express yourself and the assurance of your partner listening, you start to keep secrets; feelings, ideas, and actions. If you can’t talk to your partner about the things that are bothering you, then you find someone else to talk to. You start to do things and hope they don’t find out. In effect you put a wedge in your relationship that will widen as you go.

We came from two different backgrounds.
My family was loud, boisterous and ethnic. We all talked at once, passionately, waving our hands around in the kitchens. Everything we did was over the top and full of fire.
His family was quiet, reserved and polite. The house was immaculate and they took turns talking (This is what left such an impression on me. – you start to talk and suddenly everyone is looking at you. Talk about a shock.)

Our first real fight.
I had fixed a dinner of lemon pork chops, fried potatoes and a salad and he was late. The food went into the oven to wait. As the time ticked by I started to get nervous. I turned on the radio to hear about a 20 car pile up on his route home and the nervousness turned to fear.
When I heard him climbing the stairs I was soooo happy and rushed to his side.
After a giant hug, the glad-to-see-him feeling died down and I asked “Where were you? What happened?”
He was working….
Concern turned to annoyance…
“You couldn’t call?”
He looked at me strangely and repeated, “I was working…”
“Next time.. Call.”

(first area of non communication – we did not resolve the issue there)

We moved passed my mounting anger and I heated his food and put it on the table.
He fiddled around letting it get cold and my anger increased.

(second area of non communication – In my family food was served HOT and you ate it then. Neither him nor his father liked Hot food and let it cool down before eating. )

Finally he took a bite of the pork chop and pushed the dish away… “I can’t eat this.”

The anger that I had been stuffing through out this entire interaction bubbled to the surface and once it started to vent there was no stopping it.
“FINE!” I said, picking up the plate and all and tossing the lot into the trash can. “Don’t”
and I locked myself in my room.

In reality – Because I had been heating it and reheating it, I kept adding lemon to try to keep the chops moist, giving the end result a very intense lemon flavor. But that is not what he said.

His response to that first fight was, “Okay note to self -don’t tell her that you don’t like something.”
My response to that fight was “Fine.. fix your own dinner!”

It took a few days to really work through the issues and we figured out it was a bunch of misunderstandings.. But that was the hard part. Getting down to the real reasons the argument got out of control and a conscious effort on both our parts to avoid those things in the future.
I am grateful for my husband and our ability to communicate. It took a lot of work and effort, sometimes there were a lot of tears and yelling but we’ve worked through it and have made it to 22 years. I love him more today then I did when I married him and I hope to have another 22 years with him.

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I have always believed in letting Animals live as nature intended or as close to it as I can get.

I plan on building a colony rabbit run, so they can live together as a warren instead of separated by cage walls.
When I get my goats, they will also be housed together and released during the day to forage.
My chickens roam free during the day and are housed at night, so they too can experience the freedom, the sunlight and the interaction of friends and family.
My cats hunt in the great outdoors and return to us at night for food, shelter and socializing.

Is that so wrong? My cats are miserable inside cooped up. They hate it! they want to be outside, rolling about in the grass and hunting the wildlife (they learned their lesson about hunting my chickens – by the rooster himself). A long time ago I had someone tell me that if I really loved my cats I would make them indoor cats- because so much can happen to them outdoors. They can be hit by cars, eaten by predators and in my case, drink or eat something poisonous.

I guess my question is this. How do you feel about indoor/outdoor cats? I can’t say I’ll take your opinions to heart and change my evil ways, but I would like to hear them.

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