Showing posts with label cannabis. Show all posts
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Sunday, February 20, 2022

Sunday Memes: Ground Control to Major Tom! What are Art and Self-Expression?





“There was a chimpanzee…” #spiritguides







Could have used ANY of this kind of help when my kids were younger.







Indeed.





Well beyond time to destigmatize.

Maybe Eliza Doolittle can explain.

It's more sequitir than you think!

 






Reminders for us all:

https://www.alliancechildhood.org/childhood-wording

https://www.rootsofaction.com/children-learn-what-they-live-lessons-from-dorothy-law-nolte/

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/112224-the-most-important-work-you-and-i-will-ever-do




Good government and grandparenting do not make these things more difficult.



#feminismforthefuture

#feminismforsociety

#feminismforcommunityhealth

#ridethatcheugyhorse

#dementiaaffectsusall

#reclaimtheidiocrazy





Appropriate use of social media shares useful information and does not coopt people’s time and attention only to serve oneself or corporate entities. Repost with glory. What ideas is your art promoting?





Garbage in, garbage out. Thanks to Wu for helping others to learn discernment and be mindful of attention and its effects on our mental health.





How to grow a caring family.

Monday, February 14, 2022

Dispatch from Neptune: Saturn, Science, Society, Dry Pussy and Tender Supple Sow's Ears



I have a weird astrological natal chart. It is an odd experience walking the realms of science, spirituality and astrology since in the minds of many they are incongruous rather than related like they are to me and a growing handful of other physicists and neuroscientists, some who have been involved in psychedelic research, and others who were involved in studies of Eastern spirituality. Primarily, the work has been criticized by skeptics who have not studied consciousness in depth themselves, and their unawareness of this important realm which influences conscious behavior they have used to marginalize the scientists who have studied it. I am a scientist, but I am also an empath with conscious awareness of the unconscious world governing consciousness. I have an understanding of the planetary and elemental forces that allow for these phenomena, due to an independent postgraduate study of neuroscience, physics, cosmology and myself. As an empath it is difficult to know how to convey the science to someone who does not have our awareness of the world. I was telling someone the other day that I had to be extremely open minded and willing to examine my perceptions to learn the things I did. I also had to have a LOT of time to slow down and notice things I might not otherwise, like the nature of my thoughts and emotions, my dreams, the natural world, the movement of the planets, and the symbols in those places and in the collective consciousness (anyone else getting messages about monkeys?). The way these interact with my stream of consciousness gives me information about many questions I might have, which is fortunate because I have a lot of questions. I had to completely treat my neurological and hematological problems in order to achieve the ability to slow down and see and feel these things that are invisible to the anxious and overwhelmed. I was also able to do this because I had access to my personal genome through consumer genetics testing, and what I found regarding that is what made me wonder about free will.



What Would Jung Do? 8" x 8" Inktense on Paper, $5000 USD, Eighty percent of profits go to Loveland Sunrise Community Health



In three days, I will have been without a full time paid job for 21 years. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t working. It’s no secret that being a mother and homemaker is a lot of responsibility, but I repeatedly took on more work in the interest of trying to strengthen my community. I used to like to say that I suffered from chronic volunteerism. I am still trying to get over it. I have a great deal of trouble not giving myself away, but I don’t think that’s because I actually want to die for the causes I believe passionately in. I struggle with qualities that people with Williams Syndrome have; they have a child-like view of love and connection, and can get into big trouble because of it. Musical gifts also run in my family. People with Williams Syndrome are missing an entire section of Chromosome 7. I am not missing that, but I do have some polymorphisms in RELN and OXTR which are on that part of Chromosome 7. The way consumer genetics testing works, not everything is tested - it is kind of a shotgun approach, so I don’t know about some of the other 22 genes, but I wonder because of the struggles I have if RELN and OXTR are important in creating some of the psychological and behavioral traits associated with Williams Syndrome.



My husband made enough income that it made up for me not making one, but it did not make up for being able to retire. Our plan was for me to go back to work when the kids left the house (which I am seeing could happen any day) and that we would save all of my income and some of his toward retirement. That is still on the table, but I would have to do something where I work from home because of my chemical sensitivity. It’s true that as an intuitive I could read Tarot for people, but I’m pretty sure that’s not what I am supposed to do, or what would make me happy. For one thing I don’t want to have anyone become dependent on me for guidance. I’d rather help people uncover their own intuitive gifts.



I feel like I understand the nature of precognitive dreams pretty well since I had experiences with it as a child that at the time I knew were real, but then grew to doubt as I got older until I had my awakening starting in 2017. What’s exceptionally funny about this is I had important precognitive dreams as a child, and I remember some of them because the events they foretold had significant impacts on my psyche formation. One of the most significant ones predicted my last day of work. A few days before that day, I saw an image of a calendar with February 15th circled in red marker in a dream. I had no idea what it meant. But at the time I was beginning my third trimester of pregnancy with my first child (I have two) and had been struggling with crippling sciatica. My precognitive dreams are not usually so literal. Before a particularly strange period in my high school years I had a dream about putting a cat in a dryer, and awoke to a phone call from a long lost guy with whom I had done exactly that when I was in preschool. He was looking for a date to his Prom at Arapahoe High School in Littleton, Colorado. I just realized the strange sense of humor the Universe has the other day when thinking about that dream - it marked a period that messed with my head in a way as to put, as they would say in the art circles, my pussy in the dryer!



I am not sure of the timing of my calendar dream, but a coworker at the lab where I worked broke a thermometer right outside my office and as the OSHA representative for our lab I had to be involved in the cleanup. In any case, on the 15th of February, 2001, I developed a crippling migraine. I know so much more about how various factors affected my health during pregnancy due to my genetics now; homozygous mutation in LRP2 (LDL Receptor Protein 2) which is involved in albumin transport affects my detoxification of heavy metals and slows down my liver function. I have additional challenges to my liver function due to multiple polymorphisms in choline dehydrogenase (CHDH) and phosphatidylethanolamine methyltransferase (PEMT) which increase my need for dietary choline greatly, and bork my fatty acid metabolism in predictable ways. Note that polymorphisms in the latter two genes are not uncommon, and that they are associated with fatty liver, breast cancer, dementia and autism spectrum disorders. (As an aside for any researchers who might be reading this, I think the way choline metabolism affects bile production has significant effects on gut microbiome, and that this may influence long-haul COVID. CDP choline, charcoal and yogurt were a tremendous help in treating my symptoms related to long-haul, which confirms a connection to the biome. Years ago I found a book chapter talking about how different fatty acids affected gut biome, and that might be something else worth looking into. What I discovered about potassium, blood pressure, COVID and the kidney is also being confirmed - which I have written about elsewhere due to polymorphisms I have which cause hyperaldosteronism and hypokalemia).



The migraine I developed on February 15th caused me to leave work early to go see my healthcare provider who informed me that I had hypertension and that I would have to go on bedrest in order to save myself and my baby. Luckily at the time I lived in California so I had paid leave. In any case, I was on bedrest for 10 weeks. At 39 weeks I had a failed induction and was sent home to recover for a week. I had a failed induction with my second pregnancy, too, and more recently learned that my oxytocin receptor (OXTR) and catechol-O-methyltransferase (COMT) genetics are associated with prodromal (long) labor. While my birth story was kind of long and crazy (I was in labor for 3 and 4 days total with my two kids, respectively), I’m not really aware of anyone without a nail-biter birth story, even if it was short! People simply do not understand the risk to life that pregnancy is. When I was pregnant, the maternal mortality rate in the US was one of the highest in a developed nation. I don’t know what it is now. But in any case, what my sister and I learned through having high risk pregnancies (hers were worse) and nearly dying during childbirth is that this is no joke. For this reason and others my husband and I took steps to make sure we would not become pregnant again. For what it’s worth, hypertension has been something I have struggled with off and on in my adult life, and treating myself with choline since January 2021 has lowered my blood pressure enough that it became unsafe to continue my medication. Aside from treating my hypertension, it also helped numerous other neurological issues I had, but I write about that elsewhere.



And yes, it has been 21 years that I have been a stay at home mother. Not having a job is the hardest job I have ever had. The anxiety is insane. There is so much pressure to make everything a “teachable moment” as well as keep everyone in “perfect health,” and it is really easy to feel like I have to be “on” all the time. I need to do things for myself every day or my health suffers. There are so many layers to this that I try to cover in my writing. I had so many responsibilities that other people outsource in their relationships because our pay was never quite enough to afford the lifestyle everybody else who was a bit older than us had to make things easier. I never could quite understand how people could keep their houses so clean. For a long time my husband’s pay simply wasn’t what it would have been if we didn’t have to cover the benefits ourselves, and it was only in recent years we were able to negotiate something approaching what he would have had in pocket if he had worked for a local company. The tradeoff was that he got to work from home, and for fewer hours than most people, but even though we had some limited control over when that was, it definitely affected our ability to connect with our community due to having to work both late nights and often early mornings to maintain a dialogue. It would have been very difficult to support our children the way most families do because of that schedule, and our clients’ propensity for emergencies. So, we found ways to make it work as long as we could. But we realized the situation was hurting our health and disrupting our marriage. I have written a bit about this before, but our client was very dedicated to trying to create unity in their workforce, and that meant doing things like giving the entire company group trips to different parts of the world (it was seemingly very generous compared to other across the board perks from companies, which often don’t include lower paid staff). While that sounds terrific, it felt like the management forgot that people have lives outside of work, and might have liked to use those funds for something more beneficial. They do not seem to understand the attention economy. I knew that a lot of people came in on the weekend, which was likely to keep the business up to date with their demand (there was a lot of demand). I worried they had overreach into employees’ lives because of the pace they tended to operate as a key supplier to the tech manufacturing industry, which is out of control itself.



Even in American culture, there is a lot of pressure to be a “Company Person.” The problem is, if everyone is a “Company Person” then families and communities suffer. Certainly, children suffer. When people marry, they are often unaware of how the other person’s career will challenge the marriage. For this reason, I’d certainly rather marry a regular person than a “Company” one, and it would really suck to be the child of a person who had assumed the identity of a corporate entity or career over being a loving human.



I consider myself an existentialist. Because of this I had strong convictions about how money figured into life happiness, and felt that most people were unhappy because of the ways they chose to spend their money and time. So much of it is unseen, and I hope I can shed some light on it, since I am a person who has experienced so much of what life has had to offer, yet still struggled with depression and anxiety. I can say with certainty that greed and gluttony do not make happiness, but mindfulness can help us see and avoid the sources of our pain, which at the very least can bring acceptance, but with dedicated practice can bring contentment, and even bliss.



BTW, t-shirts do not a bad boy make. DH also has a “Lawful Good, But Not Lawful Nice” t-shirt. He has been trying to tell me for years that it can be problematic to be nice to everyone, but I don’t think he understood how that conflicted with my own wiring. I’m most likely Chaotic Good. But intentions and goodness aren’t necessarily the same things, because certainly a lot of bad has come from people thinking they were doing what was right or even loving.



Kiss That Frog, Acrylic on Plywood, approx 18" x 21", $6000 USD, Seventy-five percent of proceeds go to Loveland Sunrise Community Health




Much of my view of the world can be understood by looking at my astrological natal chart. Yes, I am a scientist, but I am kind of a weirdo, and I am even strange in the way I choose to express myself. I suppose that’s not unexpected considering I’ve had my head bashed and have Mirror Touch Synesthesia. I am sort of all about self-expression, but I secretly desire to find more concise ways to express ideas, and those aren’t always understood in the way I hope. I am an Aquarius, and I am drawn to science, art and spirituality. It is the stuff I can’t not think about. My life worked in mysterious ways to reinforce this tendency. It’s still doing that, but on a deeper level. Aquarius is my sun sign, meaning the sun was in Aquarius when I was born. Also, the sun was conjunct the planet Uranus in the sky, meaning they were within just a few degrees of each other. Richard Tarnas has postulated that the planet Uranus represents the archetypal force of creativity and consciousness, and wrote a book, Prometheus the Awakener, which discusses the lives of people who were born when Uranus was conjunct the sun, and how their contributions to the understanding of human consciousness happened at predictable times in mid-life. I do not know if I have made a contribution to the understanding of consciousness. But the realizations I did have came specifically in my 40’s when Uranus was transiting through Taurus, which is when Tarnas would predict they would reach some sort of apex. What I learned has been the gift that keeps on giving, so with respect to Uranus, I think I have said enough.


A few years ago I wrote a book and published it live on my blog as I was living it. It is not currently up for a number of reasons, chief among them is that I do not know what to do with it. But in it I was doing a little study on astrology, synchronicity, stream of consciousness, and cannabis. I use cannabis to treat my PTSD. There was one specific chapter where I was freewriting and processing some heavy emotion regarding the loss of a friend. I did it while listening to music, and as I was writing I began to notice that the music and my thoughts were reflecting each other. Furthermore, at the time I was using an app that would give updates about planetary movements and emotional energies, and as I was writing I noticed that they correlated precisely. What I wrote was the literary correlate of C.S. Lewis’ writing, The Mouse’s Tail, which I did not know about when I was writing, but learned about within a week of that writing, because the Universe is weird for me like that. When I say, “loss of a friend,” I really mean I was wrestling with the things I wrote in my previous post; it was a deeply personal account of attraction and loss from the standpoint of love and connection in a monogamous society.



Doodles from the Deep Freeze, Digital Photography, NFT, $2.2M USD, $2M in proceeds go to Planned Parenthood


According to astrology, the major themes in the psyche are dominated by the archetypes engendered by the positions of the Sun, Moon, Mercury, Venus, Mars and one’s rising sign. When I was born, the Moon was in Sagittarius. The Moon is associated with subconscious impulse, and Sagittarius is a humanitarian fire sign. My rising sign is also Sagittarius, and is the face I show to the world, whereas my Sun sign, Aquarius, is more about my dominant programming. Aquarius is also considered a humanitarian sign. I do tend to obsess quite a bit about humanity and the problems of society; I am passionately humanitarian to a fault, much like a person with Williams Syndrome. There’s also a lot of air and fire, and I burn myself out easily if I do not connect with my sensual side and be mindful of my work/life balance. I have a tendency to be a workaholic.



I am fortunate that no planets were in detrimental positions (there are some difficult placements, which are referred to as “detriments”) when I was born. I was fortunate to have multiple planets in exalted positions, including three that dominate my psyche - Mercury, Venus and Mars. I’ll let Mercury speak for itself since it governs communication and mine is in Aquarius, if you couldn’t tell or feel it from my writing.



Right now Venus and Mars are passing through Capricorn. This is important because Capricorn is the exalted position of Mars, and Mars and Venus govern how we love and work, or, our work life balance! Venus’ exalted position is in Pisces, and represents our feminine traits, whereas Mars represents the masculine. We learn our feminine and masculine behaviors subconsciously from our parents, and it just so turns out that my father is not just a Capricorn, but has a stellium (multiple planets) in Capricorn, and my mother is a Pisces born on the 21st of March. These are the dominant Earth and water elements in my chart. I grew up with one sibling, a sister, who is also an Aquarius, so we understand each other in weird ways, and don’t really need to talk a lot. I have not analyzed her or my parents like I have analyzed myself. My sister is absolutely a humanitarian; it is an important part of how both of us are wired. But we are different people.



I had this strange sense a few years ago that self satisfaction had a lot to do with balancing masculine and feminine energy. It is pretty easy for me to find contentment when I am not being poisoned or overworked, and I think that is because of the Mars/Venus influences I had in my life helping me to see and address my psychological needs pragmatically and differently than many other people do. In fact, my parents carried on quite differently than other parents I knew growing up. Not that any of the other parents I knew resembled each other, either. Every family was like a special little ecosystem.



My Dad really was a stubborn old goat, and my mother’s moods changed with the tides. Yet they have been married for 55 years. When I was a teenager, I did not understand why they were still married. What problems they did have they ended up solving by becoming more tolerant of each other, which is probably easier when there are not kids around. Being in a part of their lives where their activities are guided by choice rather than being interrupt driven means that they are both pretty relaxed people, and that certainly helps a relationship. They are both avid readers.



What they read is important, because it affects their interactions with me. My father has had a subscription to Scientific American since he was about 7. It is possible he may have the longest running subscription. He reads science fiction and fantasy. He watched a lot of PBS when I was growing up. My mother reads murder mysteries and literature about civil rights, and occasionally works about spirituality.



My father graduated from the University of Colorado with a degree in Physics shortly before I was born, putting himself through with the draftsman job he held at the Colorado Department of Transportation. He eventually took the exam to be a Professional Engineer and worked his way up to be a Staff Bridge Engineer in the Bridge Department, which he worked in for 33 years, and still sometimes consults for. He worked a schedule that agreed with his sleeping habits and the legendary traffic on Colorado Boulevard (approximately 10 am - 7 pm). He has always been very traffic-minded. When I was young, he accidentally cut his hand doing some plumbing and caught a bloodborne disease that nearly killed him. He also nearly died in the Vietnam War from a ruptured appendix. I wasn’t born yet when that happened, but I do remember being informed that his illness was as grave as it was when I was young, and feeling afraid. For the last part of his pre-retirement career (he still works as a contractor because he enjoys it) he dodged promotions into management because he actually enjoys design work and doesn’t like the interpersonal part of management. I feel this. I would rather create than manage people. I think just a few years before he retired he did succumb to management in order to get his retirement income increased. My mother graduated from the University of Denver with a degree in Teaching, and did some work as a substitute teacher. She also worked examining transcripts at Metropolitan State College in Denver, and as a medical records clerk at St. Anthony’s Hospital. She went back to work when I was 10 years old, and did quite a bit of volunteering when I was young. When she started working again, she typed unit studies for the Denver Public Schools, from a desk in the basement of the administration building. On some level I feel like I also write unit studies in the basement. LOL. I liked visiting my parents at work. The Highway Department (that’s what we call it, even though it is now CDOT, because it used to be the Colorado Department of Highways) had a cafeteria where I would always get a hamburger. My favorite thing to order at the DPS Ad Building cafeteria was a milkshake. When I got a little bit older, my mom took full time positions doing attendance and records in Middle Schools, so I only visited her at work during the two weeks before and after the school year.



Working for the school district allowed my mother to be on the same schedule we were. Both of my parents are retired, but my mother was forced into retirement a few years after my Dad when the attendance clerk position was eliminated. It was strange having her still in her job as an attendance clerk when my husband and I decided to homeschool. She had opinions about homeschoolers that were shaped by how homeschoolers view the school system which weren’t friendly. So in my homeschooling approach, I thought of that. I wanted to make sure I could present a good face to educators, but I also wanted to remove a lot of the trauma I experienced due to the attention control. I feel like I have mostly succeeded.



Despite growing up with a sister, our father involved us in things he did, so I learned traditionally “male” things. I am handy around the house and with cars. We didn’t garden much then, but as I have written elsewhere, it is something I have put significant effort into trying to learn, and I haven’t given up yet and don’t plan to.



As I have mentioned before, neither of my parents were raised with religion, and their parents were non-believers. Further back in our family tree there were certainly believers. Perhaps what happened to my family during the TB epidemic and The Great Depression contributed to their loss of belief. They were certainly not fortunate. As I have written recently, both my husband and I had multiple grandparents who were orphaned during childhood, and it was during that time. So our grandparents were tough individuals. They experienced a lot of hardship. They were old enough as children when it happened that they definitely would have been aware of what was going on. They were surrendered from their families or at least in one case abandoned when they were school aged. Three of our grandmothers were kept within their families despite losing their parents, but two of our grandfathers spent time as homeless children.


Paranormal Puppetry, Digital Photography


I get messages from the “other side,” and the two I received recently were from my great-grandmother and my grandmother respectively. My great-grandmother wanted me to know a few weeks ago that she “always felt like she was having to save someone” and my grandmother told me that she felt like life was “A Series of Unfortunate Events.” The fact that my husband and I can sit down on a loveseat in our big house with our kids is nothing short of a miracle, and it happened due to the hard work of our parents to overcome their difficult start in life, due to their parents’ not just difficult, but seemingly impossible start (not unlike stories in this moving episode of Finding Your Roots). Our parents grew up in working class families and their parents had professions like mason, nurse, book binder, billiard sales, painter (all on my side), milkman, piano teacher and vacuum salesman (on DH’s side). My mom did 4H as a kid, and my dad was in Boy Scouts, but they were not nearly as busy or privileged as I was; their time outside of school was time they had to occupy themselves with books and nature or the radio.


As I have alluded to before, I had a lot of extracurricular advantages as a child. I knew it then, but it became even more apparent in my adulthood. I tried to offer those same advantages to my own kids, but it became clear early on that’s not the way they wanted to live. I had supplied what they needed in our home to be creative in freedom, so the structured experiences other people seemed to think were necessary seemed both unsustainable and like fancy babysitting, and unnecessary exposure to viruses. I saw how creative my kids became when I just let them be, and I saw a big difference in what it is like to have a freely educated vs. compulsively educated mind. Mine is compulsively educated. When kids get together socially, it is not necessary to direct their activity, and in fact it is magical to see how they spontaneously desire to create together, and work to make their creations happen. I am a star pupil. I struggle with anxiety for this reason. I knew quite a few other moms who reported that their kids didn’t do well when they weren’t given things to do, and I don’t think they saw that the lack of practice with boredom begat the need for activity. This was something that caused some drama between the unschoolers and families taking other approaches in our homeschooling group, and it was challenging as a moderator to remain neutral on the position.



Some of the other unschoolers almost went as far as to accuse people using rigorous approaches as abusive, but oh what a fine line to walk! I had to ban an unschooling member who had posed problems in other communities, and it was stressful because I agreed with her, but she was so mean about it. I know it is hard to come up with the right words and let people live their own lives, but that is what is necessary. So yes, I censored someone, but it wasn’t without consulting a lot of other people, and it made me physically sick. I had been physically sick over moderation duties due to similar drama, and the times when that would happen lessened dramatically after I banned this person. I did a lot of work to try to help the group be more enlightened in its operation, because it was run by consensus which meant that the minority ruled. That’s what I learned about consensus. It is run by the squeaky wheels. So lest I be thought of as an anarchist, I would like to say that I see huge problems with it, and those problems are related to consciousness. Democracy is an important bridge to social consciousness, but marginalized voices need to be heard, and we need to work toward ending marginalization. So excommunication is not a solution. But mindfulness might be. Leaders should be the people who know how to manage communication issues, and not someone like me who can’t do mindful verbal interaction very well. That’s clearly my personal neurodiversity issue. I can come up with good responses to people, but it will always be through writing, and it might take me a lot of time. In a slower world, that would be acceptable.



My kids were tremendously patient with boredom and rarely complained about it. In fact, they seemed to do better anxiety and behavior-wise if I didn’t worry about it. For this reason, I made a general rule that if I felt I had to keep a day planner to remember things, we were doing too much, and that seemed to be just the right amount. When I started doing too much volunteering I was doing things like showing up to events a day or a week early (never late - just early!) and having difficulty with sleep.



Our homeschooling friends we spent time with one on one tended to be the people who didn’t have money for a lot of special classes, although we did know a few families like that who we weren’t as close with, and only one family unschooled. That doesn’t mean we didn’t do things. Oh no. The world is full of inexpensive opportunity. And it’s also possible to taste things the wealthy are doing without the commitment if you are free and have the time. Libraries were a tremendous resource, and they just kept getting better in terms of the opportunities they offered. Artist cooperatives and natural areas had special activities. The less privileged homeschooling women I know are miracleworkers with a budget, helping their kids to experience whatever it is their interest might be, and including them in the process to understand the material and energetic cost and how to navigate them to achieve their goals. There was an important focus on the natural world that I am thankful we experienced and which helped us learn the value of slowing down and connecting with nature for our health and mental wellbeing. One of my homeschooling mom friends grew up in the mountains, and I swear she is one of the most pragmatic and sane people I ever met. There aren’t as many things to do in Northern Colorado as there are in Denver, but it’s a slower pace that is more kid friendly, and way more affordable. It is a life that, although dominated by suburban design, still tries to pay homage to the land, which I feel is an important piece missing from our capitol city’s philosophy, especially with the new development approaches being encouraged by City Council.



I learned early on that in order to prevent emotional breakdowns, I needed to limit our excursions to no more than two a week. If I exceeded this, life got difficult. I now know that a lot of this had to do with sun and chemical exposure on the road. But there were additional invisible stressors the kids could not have been cognizant of related to money. I think kids who have attention and behavior issues are especially sensitive to these exposures and overscheduling, and as well to the invisible stressors. Plus, leaving the house by automobile represents expenses, even if they are just gasoline.



I take care of all the bills and whatnot for our family. I feel like I was pretty frugal until the last few years before the pandemic when we were running around like headless chickens between school, family, social and work events. And then I kind of fell into a trap of needing to eat at restaurants because I was too tired to cook. I also took that time to play around with hair, makeup and clothing, which I had not really done since I was a teenager. I had fun trying to get good deals, and tried not to go overboard, but it was a lot, and there was quite a bit of waste in the form of things that were beyond what I really needed, especially for the life I live now.



Fifth Element Effigy, Acrylic, 20" x 16", $6000 USD, Seventy-five percent of proceeds go to Loveland Sunrise Community Health



There are so many opportunities for kids nowadays, well actually all of us, that it would be easy to normalize having peak experiences all the time. I’m not sure this is healthy for our kids or the planet, and I know it wasn’t healthy for me.



I had a wealthy yogi friend, and she kept a pretty low-key lifestyle because her daughter had epilepsy and her husband worked as an air traffic controller. She once told me she took a nap or meditated every day, and at the time I was concerned this meant something bad about their health. This was also before I understood what being a yogi was about. It may have indicated something about their health, but I now know her inclination to slow down was absolutely correct. She told me she thought it was unhealthy to multitask. I now understand that we should be able to multitask, but that for our neurological and mental health, it should not be standard practice. Our brains do need regular cleaning. There are many ways that cultures have approached this problem, all generally helpful, but that might not necessarily address specific individual needs. A multicultural approach may be more suitable for the neurodiverse. Some people may need more stretching, some may need more time prone to take the load off the heart and kidneys. Some may need more time with movement to exercise kinesthetic sense and move lymph. There are different ways to accomplish all of these things, varying in effectiveness for people with different health needs. I like to switch it up because variety is the spice of life and I got to learn so many different approaches. I play Sockfoot Zen Tap Dance when I am feeling happy.



The poorer families I knew were physically healthier than the wealthy ones in general. I think this is because of living circumstances. I think the poorer families stayed home more, lived in older homes and did not remodel, did more walking and hiking out of desire than exercise on a group schedule, and ate at restaurants infrequently. When I hung out with them, I knew it wasn’t going to break the bank, and that I would feel more cooperation and less competition.



Truly child-centered homes had evidence of children in them. They were places where there was permission to make and leave a creative mess, at least for a little while. When I was young, we kept the house pretty clean because it was small, but my sister and I were allowed to have our rooms in whatever condition we liked. I was a fastidious child, possibly owing to the fact that for the first 10 years of my life our home was only 764 square feet, which caused some notable kerfluffles. I have a friend with a 1300 square foot house, and that affects a lot about the way people can live together and get their individual creative and private urges satisfied. They made it work, but it was a creative struggle on its own.



Radioactive, Acrylic on plywood, approx 18" x 21", $6000 USD, Seventy-five percent of proceeds go to Loveland Sunrise Community Health




As I alluded to while discussing Sun conjunct Uranus, the positions the planets have with respect to each other can be good and bad. While I’m lucky to have a bunch of exalted planets, I also have some difficult aspects, including one between Venus and Neptune which makes me not trust people and also fool myself. It is hard to know who to trust. Because of my health issues, I have learned that the issue of trust is a lot different than I thought. To trust someone is to be able to trust them with your life, so you wouldn’t, if you were an intelligent organism, trust another entity that tended to - oops! - poison you, would you? What if the poison was words? People, as well as corporations and institutions, just don’t care enough about this stuff for me to be able to trust them. That’s what I learned over the pandemic, and by living in an affluent community. People here are largely well educated about environmental issues and are well-meaning, but everybody has their exception they want to make for their own ease or enjoyment.



When I saw the psychic who originally channeled my grandmother, my grandmother had requested that I write about narcissism. My technology helped guide me through an exploration of narcissism and toxic relationship qualities, and through the synchronicities that happened in the real world I learned that these are manifestations of lowered states of consciousness, and not necessarily fixed personality attributes, except in people with toxic exposure that is continuous and who have authoritarian trauma from family, education, religion, medicine or work. It turns out that actual toxicity in the form of forever and volatile chemicals are often at the scene of these narcissistic crimes and in the authoritarian entities that perpetuate them. To understand this, I had to consider my own narcissistic behaviors seriously, and ignore the people who told me that I was not a narcissist. I am really sensitive to that stuff, so it feels uncomfortable to be writing so much and bringing so much attention to myself. That being said, I am following orders so as to get these messages out into consciousness, so don’t shoot the messenger. I do not promote my work publicly; I simply put it here for people to find if they want to.



There is currently a discussion about the negative effects of fracking and the poor air quality in our community, but I haven’t seen any discussion of decreasing our demand for natural gas, or driving less. My Dad always used to talk about “Nimbys” (Not In My Back Yarders) when I was growing up, and now I know that they generally don’t want to think about how they personally use power, and the collective effects on the energy system. I see a lot of people buying big pretty new trucks with poor fuel economy which they might use to move two loads of stuff per year, which causes them to have to burn more fuel than necessary driving that truck to work for a corporation so they can afford to pay for more fuel for said truck. How many people in suburbia really need a truck? Maybe neighborhoods should have a shared truck. Protesting alone just won’t do it in part because people don’t want to be policed, they just want to see how to be happier. Are they going to take advice from someone who is not content? Furthermore, most people will need help moving away from reliance on natural gas because the cost of replacing a heating system is outrageous. To reduce the demand on the natural gas industry, there will need to be a special focus on helping people who cannot afford to retrofit their homes to use alternative fuels, or the majority of people reliant on natural gas will need to continue using it for heating and cooking.



It’s just not possible to have it both ways; we cannot be aiding and abetting an industry which actively avoids pollution control measures even when demand is less. Our personal responsibility matters as consumers because we are the original demand. People who have the means to move away from natural gas could make it a priority if this really was a priority to them. Similarly, we cannot expect a COVID-free world without doing our part by wearing masks, getting vaccinated, and avoiding large gatherings. We each have an important personal role in protecting the light of consciousness through our choices everyday. Yelling at each other only does so much if we are not actually participating in change.



All that being said, I just broke down and bought us some red currant preserves from France and frozen pizza from Italy because I saw they were available. The preserves are delicious, but we haven’t tried the pizza yet because my family has a process where we can make pizza from scratch in just a little bit more time than it takes to cook a frozen one, but less time than it takes to order one. Ordinarily I would worry about getting things from far away when the ingredients can be had in my backyard from back in the days when I studied locavorism. I can be very idealistic because I have the time to think about the origin of things and downstream effects more than other people who work outside the home. This is the kind of neurosis that arises from living in this kind of enlightened community and being knowledgeable about environmental health at the level I am.



The other argument I had with my daughter during the pandemic was about online vs. big box and mall retail stores. There is a particular big box retailer near where I grew up that my sister refers to as The Devil’s Lair. She calls it this because it is difficult to escape without coming out with way more stuff than one planned. My daughter argued in favor of big box retailers. But as a consumer, I argued against them for a number of reasons, not limited to their ability to induce buyer’s remorse. Not only is it possible to end up with a lot of things one doesn’t need through excursions to these places, one is exposed to myriad chemicals in the process. Furthermore, it means the employees working in those stores have to be exposed to those chemicals, and also the people who manufacture all these things we might not necessarily need. I was a picky shopper, and even at the Devil’s Lair I was often disappointed with what they chose to carry. It makes me wonder how much waste and environmental pollution is generated by unscrupulous marketing by manufacturers and big box purchasing agents. Theoretically, if these stores are taking up space in our communities, they should be providing more value than they are junk and pollution. They should be sustainable, but they are not. That is why they are constantly opening and closing. They are awful at predicting what our community actually needs, and don’t serve us very well. I think our city felt it needed to have these things to attract people, but I am not sure we actually did. You can never have too many parks, though.



I actually like the outdoors.




I saw a lot of failed attempts at inclusion in every organization I was part of, and even in ones that tried to include me. I sort of realized that society is run by cults, since the definition of a cult is a group that requires a person to deny the suffering of oneself or others. Maybe if you’re an introvert, everything is a cult (you know, because being with people is suffering by definition, lol). I used to take the kids to homeschool park days regularly for socialization purposes, and both of them had periods where they just didn’t connect with the other kids. When my daughter was little, it took her quite a while to warm up to others, and she would often just hang out with me and the other moms. There were a few other kids like that. We kind of stopped going for a while because I noticed we would be really tired after going, and when the kids weren’t connecting with others it didn’t seem worth the trip anymore. After a few years I went back and there was a new mom there who was an Occupational Therapist by trade and she took me aside and told me not to give up on trying to make my son connect with the other kids and that we should come back. She didn’t know that I had been trying for years to make that work, and of course neither of us knew that I had erythropoetic protoporphyria (a disease where sun exposure causes problems in the oxygen carrying capacity of blood), and that my kids probably inherited it. It’s really difficult to be inclusive when you don’t know what needs to be included (and you would never guess in your wildest dreams)! I understand what she was trying to do. But we actually got hurt by people’s efforts to try to include us over the years, since we didn’t really know what our needs were. That is not anyone’s fault.



Through being part of group leadership, I learned a lot about the different ways people can be marginalized in a group over the years when inclusion is not a priority. Group dynamics are often shaped by microaggressions, and they are not usually calculated, but unconscious and conditioned by trauma. These were almost always perpetuated by water signs and could be very subtle, but had the effect of shifting the focus of attention onto themselves. I have seen the patterns in my own family; charts with prominent water placements are more inclined to reach out at predictable times and in predictable ways. In Jung’s Synchronicity and the Paranormal in which he was investigating cosmic influence on relationships, he noticed that many couples were particularly prone to discord when the moon was in a water sign. I had made this same realization through careful study of my social networks when I was regularly traveling to Greeley and Fort Collins every week. Furthermore, I noticed patterns in the lives of people in the different cities that were consistent between signs. I do not have a scientific explanation for why being born at a specific time would cause one to behave unconsciously in particular ways, and I do not understand why the moon being in a water sign would affect people predictably, even though there is good research on lunar tides and circadian rhythms’ effects on animal behavior, and barometric pressure’s effects on blood pressure, but it does. And water brings up a lot of emotion.



Holy Venus and Neptune, Batman!



In order for someone to be born at Neptunalia it turns out they would most likely be conceived on Halloween. So, that’s my husband. He has a stellium in Cancer. Pluto figures very heavily in his chart as well, and in his family. He also has a stellium in Libra and is a Libra rising. For non-astrology readers, Libra is about equitability and is also a humanitarian sign. Pluto is in Libra, though. Doesn’t that feel about right? The Sun, Mercury and Saturn are all in the 10th house, which is Scorpio and is ruled by Pluto. (I’m not going to talk about houses here except to mention that is a lot of Water and not a lot of Earth). I had a Tarot reading before I fully developed my psychic abilities from a woman in Colorado Springs on an eclipse (I happened to be visiting a friend who was into such things), and she noted all the water elements that turned up in my spread. She intuited that I had a son and a daughter and that they were both talented, and also that I was an artist. She told me some past life stuff involving seafaring. I did find a relationship on my maternal side to William Burgess who was a sea captain in the 1700’s who helped settle Anne Arundel County, Maryland. (Note: This is the first, but probably not last instance I will find in my tree where there was malicious intent and probably action against Native Americans. I am not sure I will ever know what happened, but it is not a happy day when you find out one of your ancestors was murderous and believed in retribution, and likely killed someone else important in the life of others).



I never saw such things at the Devil's Lair.



So back to Jung. I noticed that stress and emotional difficulties seemed to be amplified when the moon was in a water sign. Observing social media and the news for this effect for the last few years has helped me feel it is okay as a scientist to report my observation, and that it will be repeatable until too many people know about it and begin to use free will to alter their behavior. Furthermore, codependent relationship dynamics were unconsciously fed by the failure to process emotions and rest at this time. It is almost as though if life were preschool and to be a calm but curious child everyone really needed to have a metaphorical naptime every 8 or so days for about 2.5 days. Doesn’t that sound like resting on the 8th day? Why are we so literal? In this big classroom that is Life Preschool, we not only let some kids get away with not taking a nap so they can get ahead, we let those kids bully the rest of us. I was the kid who got kicked out of daycare for biting, so take it from me. I was able to break my codependencies by turning inward at these times. The relationships that were unhealthy fell away naturally, because there were certain people who only reached out to me when they needed emotional connection predictably at this time, and that was usually when I needed rest. Furthermore, these people didn’t really care about prioritizing a relationship with me during other times. I think listening to someone else’s problems and vice versa was also feeding those very problems, because they were often related to mental health (anxiety and depression) which can sometimes resolve when people get enough rest. There is only so much time we have in our lives for the kind of communication it takes to have reciprocal and dedicated relationships and make time for the emotional needs of those closest to us. To bring our best selves to those relationships, we all need time alone.



Brene Brown says we really only have time to be close to 5 people, and I feel like that is true. One can certainly only “know” so many. In larger families, more time and attention is taken from each person’s life just to exist in that environment. The more outside things are wedged in, the more stress on the other members of the family. Some people, usually women, take it upon themselves to keep in touch with family and then share the news with everyone else. We were just watching an episode of a Love Boat where a woman lied to her mother that she was getting married because her mother was always comparing her to her friend’s kids. She said her mother was a happier person when she had something to think about, and that really resonated. Maybe when women’s lives become too small, they need the gossip to keep themselves busy. Unfortunately this has more negative than positive consequences. In doing that, they have removed not just the reason for the other parties to contact each other, but they may have also created an image of the other parties that may not be accurate or fair. Imprecise communication can lead to a lot of misunderstanding, and a lot of peoples’ life situations are greyer than words can communicate, so it’s really difficult to share news in a way that is sensitive to the need to not violate confidence. Furthermore, the time involved in the communication about others is lost for more important things as I noted above. When maintenance of a particular family image and narrative outshadows its members’ time and creativity, depression and anxiety are the result, as well as addiction. If people are always concerned with what the matriarchal peanut gallery’s opinions and values are, the minds of the family become cluttered with all kinds of self-limiting belief regarding the maintenance of bragging rights.



They are saying this is weitiko. It’s subtle and it’s persistent
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I understand that some gossip can be healthy if it is directed toward healing people, but most of the gossip I heard over the years was not to that end. It was designed to control the flow of information in the family. Furthermore, it often “othered” people in the family by making them appear troubled or lesser by using misfortune as gossip fodder. It was troubling. Because of the way my family was growing up, we had very little contact with extended family and experienced a freedom from fear of emotional retribution or abandonment that is difficult to explain to someone in a codependent extended family situation. While I would not tend to judge people for the sorts of things I heard going on in their family, and in fact tried to help some family members, gossiping demonstrated an inherent judgment that the individuals mentioned would be unable to help themselves and that they would be remembered for their mistakes.



So, that’s sort of another reason I went nuts. When you hear people criticizing or gossipping about others, it makes you wonder what they’re saying about you behind your back. The community is not actually that big. Gossipping with good news isn’t much better. I’m struggling because with our approach to schooling, my mother who has a degree in education periodically wants a breakdown of how my kids are doing compared to her friends’ grandkids, and I sometimes get reports on this. What she wants to know is what year of college they are in. The answer is complicated. Both of the kids have been in college for a while. They both started taking classes part time when they were 13. They started out with classes that satisfied personal interests, but later took English and Math and had to follow those sequences. Scheduling and availability governed a lot of their choices otherwise.



My son got his associate’s degree in July 2019 at age 18. He had been taking classes for quite a while for personal interest, and out of curiosity we looked to see how far away he was from an Associate’s Degree at the beginning of Spring 2019, and it turned out if he took certain classes he would be able to graduate that same semester, so he did. Our daughter would be able to get her Associate’s Degree by the end of this summer if she really crammed it, and by that I mean take more classes than she is comfortable taking at once. They never took more than 3 classes at a time, so it took a while. The kids have an excellent academic record and have both been honors students. The state university accepted my son’s application with his community college transfer credits and a high school diploma I made for him representing the general subjects he learned when he was high school aged through personal interest and travel. I interviewed older members of our homeschooling group who helped educate me about our options, and from them I learned that earning an associate’s degree through the Colorado Community College system guaranteed entry to the public university system, and also about making a homemade diploma.



Our experience in the community college system was weird, much in the way the rest of my life was weird. Our decision to go for sure had a lot to do with having met with the administration when my kids were younger as part of a project to envision the city as school, and build a bridge between the educational system and the city. We had discussions with people at the Massachussetts Institute of Technology and the Business Innovation Factory, and as far as I know, the retired teacher who was coordinating it still speaks regularly with people involved in big thinking. There had already been a history of our community college accepting homeschoolers as young as 14 with parental permission. So as far as I knew, when my kids started taking classes there, it was operating as it always had. Perhaps it is now. But I found it to be a very enlightening experience and what I learned could fill several books. The community college has been an important educational experience for my kids, and I found it was more sensitive and progressive than I remembered my educational experiences being. Furthermore, I felt that the classes my kids took were as or more rigorous than the ones I had at a private university. There were people there from all different walks of life. People there wanted to be helpful, and they were there because they wanted to change their lives for the better. It was in the air. It feels like a healthier model for education than what I experienced. I do get the sense that what was going on there on some level was informed by our collaborative dream, but I do not know if there were formal machinations or if it was more like a subconscious dialogue.



My son had to choose a major when he went to the state university because he had too many transfer credits, but I learned that they have gotten rid of this requirement and made it easier for students who might be polymaths. Our kids both have well cultivated personal interests which could easily lead to careers, but they have so much experience in those things they are not sure they want to go to the trouble to study them formally just to receive credit for what they already know. At the University level, that’s a high price to pay to fill in a few holes, especially in careers where many people who are self taught achieve success. Because he had to choose a major, he initially chose Physics, but ended up transferring to the School of Engineering because he wanted to be able to take some electrical design classes. He is already a very talented computer programmer whose work has been seen by successful professionals and for which he has won important awards. But he has never been paid. He doesn’t really care about getting an engineering degree, he just wants to know how to make things. When he takes a class he is all in, which means Parkinson’s Law applies, so although he made the Dean’s List both semesters, his mental and physical health were negatively affected, and he has had to take some time off to figure out what will make him happy. Neither my husband or I want him to lose the creative side of himself to a program’s quest for academic rigor for the sake of supplying industry with accredited but incapable graduates. When my husband was a hiring manager, this is what he ran across.



My daughter has applied to the state university and is trying to decide what she wants to study. Both my kids have had digestive issues when we travel, and my son had digestive issues while living on campus. I read that a large number of college students develop IBS, and after learning about the fillers in the food on campus that makes sense. My son is doing a lot better now, but it was really touch and go for a while. I don’t know what I am going to do if they both end up with those problems. It would be great if the University's food were just safe for all people prone to digestive issues. I think the fluorescent lights may have contributed to his issues due to our erythropoetic protoporphyria. There is decent research on the harm of fluorescent lights for all people, which I shared with Disability Services. With respect to the digestive issues, I realize there are industry pressures on the nutrition department in the form of supply chain issues and difficult to avoid fillers in dairy products commonly produced by large-scale manufacturers that serve facilities of that size. Then there’s all the problems with getting Big Vegetable Oil and the Big Cleaning Chemical Division of Big Soap out of our institutions… with the help of Disability Services we were able to get housekeeping to switch to safer cleaning products for just his dormitory, and that helped tremendously. Luckily because he was close by, he was able to come home to do his laundry, but it would be good if they had a laundromat somewhere on campus for the chemically sensitive.



My family just has to take a different approach. It happens to have a lot of benefits, but it had some drawbacks, too. My kids both desire to become independent people, and we want that for them, and think it’s possible. I don’t think either of them really has to go to college to be independent, but it is a pathway that is open for them. Having gone to college and graduate school, I think it is an important and empowering way that young people can explore themselves which I wish was affordable to more people. One of the dirty secrets about this country is that we lure young people into dead end jobs which are bad for physical and mental health and make it difficult to become independent. That is like a form of slavery or indenture, and we need to seriously consider whether or not we want to support industries that do that. There really shouldn’t be any jobs which make it difficult or impossible to become independent, but there are many because employees are not generally seen as human beings with shelter, clothing and food needs for their health and functioning, but people who are expected to dedicate their existence to turning sow’s ears into silk purses for the managerial and small business class.



I feel like a lot of choices we made had to do with never getting the medical help or clean environment we needed. So yes, while we were rather privileged compared to a lot of people, we spent a lot of time ailing from attempts to participate in society, and that has been rather isolating. While it was a privilege to have the time to figure out everything I did about our health, it was something I had to constantly work on, and it was expensive to learn that the doctors couldn’t help. Most people I know who had any sort of money and struggled with their health ended up finding relief through Eastern medicine, which isn’t covered by the $14,000/yr health insurance which rarely paid us that much in benefits because we had a $5800 deductible, and only had a few catastrophic events. Because we do not currently have income, we are going to be on Medicaid for a while. I was surprised to find out that was possible, but it is easy to lose if our combined household income (including all 4 of us) gets over $2900. It’s easy to suddenly lose employment, and we still have to pay for housing, food and transportation expenses, which chips away at our savings rather rapidly. I was making attempts at saving for retirement based on Elizabeth Warren’s plan, and that is what helped us to not have to live paycheck to paycheck like so many other people. Note that she is also against the need for two incomes, and sees a parent at home as an insurance policy against disaster, as well as a person who can take care of things around the house. WOW, I just realized from my calculations above that if a person making $2900/month had to pay what we did for insurance they would only have $1250 left at the end of each month to pay for all the rest of their living expenses. How in the world are we rationalizing the cost of healthcare when it is possible to make a wage that would barely cover it? If that is the real cost of health insurance, it is totally being paid for by people on private insurance who aren’t getting any sort of rebate. Somehow I feel like we have been on the losing end of this, at least for the last couple years since our monthly health insurance cost jumped from $700 to $1100/month. No wonder I was reluctant to go to the doctor if it cost $170 for a sprained ankle or an antiviral. I feel like the people I know on Medicaid get better care than we have, even though it does not cover Eastern medicine, either. It at least covers limited dental and mental health services. We did not have any dental insurance for the past 12.5 years, so we went long times between cleanings. I chipped one of my molars badly when I was grinding my teeth a few months ago, but I have not wanted to go see a dentist while omicron is about or while I was waiting for our Medicaid approval. My husband did something similar.


My son needs his wisdom teeth extracted, and the labwork to clear him for anesthesia since he had been having heart symptoms from COVID and the Pfizer vaccine ended up costing over $1300 because McKee Medical Center charged us over $700 to run thyroid tests. I learned that every time we see a provider, even for ancillary services like a phlebotomist at an in-network facility, we need to make sure that phlebotomist is covered. It is seriously confusing, and especially was at the time because of the brain fog. Healthcare should not be difficult to access for people who have brain fog, and it should also not contribute to brain fog. I ended up filing a complaint with the Colorado Department of Insurance, and the agent I spoke with confessed that the reason she decided to work in the insurance regulatory industry was because she was having to spend so much time navigating the system herself. Apparently there is a law in Colorado preventing surprise charges for out-of-network services at an in-network facility, and that is what our insurance company told us happened, but for some technical reason our situation does not apply. I am still confused about this even though my insurance company had to add a rider to our policy to comply with the law as of January 1, 2022. It was a policy grandfathered in under the Affordable Care Act and not available on the marketplace. I never found one on the marketplace that was competitive in price or coverage, so I kept it.



These medical costs, of course, do not include what I spent on alternative therapies and supplements, or things I did to figure out how to treat our long haul symptoms. The medical system was a total failure to us in that regard. Pursuing alternative therapies was a major financial strain when my kids were little. We couldn’t really afford vitamins when I started experimenting with them, but they were so much help. I know now that a multivitamin from the grocery store would not have been sufficient to prevent the kinds of disease that my family inherits. It would have taken a much longer time to figure that out in the medical system, due to its focus on pharmaceutical intervention. When my kids were little I did make them take vitamins. They didn’t always like it. We took a long break from that which was fortunate because I got to see what our health is like without them, and also because they need to develop their own intuition about those things. I plan to share with them what I have learned about myself with respect to nutrigenomics, and it is their choice whether or not they want to listen. They are both aware now that if they come to me with a problem, I am inclined to use that particular hammer, unless we’ve tried things that aren’t working or there is an emergent need to see a physician. What’s emergent can sometimes be debatable, and I’ve certainly gone in to the doctor when I didn’t need to. It’s not always easy to know what necessary care is, especially when anxiety is part of the picture.



I do not know if homeowner’s insurance covers being poisoned by natural gas appliances, but I would think that it should cover losses caused by faulty ventilation, especially if it caused loss of employment or regular lapses in consciousness. I wonder if there is a connection between improperly vented natural gas appliances and epileptic and mood disorders. My gut sense tells me there is. We haven’t had very many auto accidents, but we did have one back in 2019 on a day there was an ice advisory. Ordinarily we would have stayed home that day because of the weather, but I feel like my judgment may have been impaired by the effects of our water heater. I mean, I had a strict rule against traveling just for a holiday if the weather was bad, and it was Halloween. I made an exception because I was feeling like I wanted to make memories with my family and now in hindsight I realize with a little creativity we could have thought of so many other ways to do that which wouldn’t have put ourselves at risk. That was a hard lesson to learn.



I see the world so much differently than I did a few years ago. I learned that it is possible to be born with the privilege of being right handed and having access to warm showers and still have significant struggles, some of which are borne of mind, some of genetics, and many which are borne of the immediate environmental and sociological effects of affluence, which have the habit of trickling down. I think people are creative enough to come up with some new ways of being that might just make some of these problems go away. If done bit by bit it should cause less disruption.








Saturday, January 29, 2022

Proud to be an 'Murican



My daughter told me that some of the Q adherents believe that “the lizard people are fighting a battle for the soul of the planet,” and that it has to do with the sun and the moon inside the earth.


I confess that in my studies of the collective consciousness, I had to learn about cultural stories and archetypology. Archetypology is the code that has permeated the human subconsciousness which causes us to tend to relate ourselves and our stories to the animal kingdom, but also to characters in myths. I use a lot of cultural references in my writing as they represent modern mythological archetypes to get a point across quickly, which might potentially frustrate the copyright gods, but in actuality is a nod to the important subconscious thoughtform its creator brought forth from the collective consciousness which made it canon. I am not receiving any payment for this; I am simply making observations as a modern historian. The Native American myth about Anansi spinning the web that created the Universe is a story describing exactly what I am trying to document. The myth is a metaphor for our cultural creators and our own activities and how they create the reality around us for us individually, in our more immediate relationships, in our communities, and consequently in the society at large. This is how we create the framework of our realities. The animal and archetypal energies in our networks create our personal ecosystems.

 

Rabbitoth, 8"x8" Inktense, $5000 USD, Eighty percent of proceeds go to Larimer County Humane Society



People who are aware of these cultural stories aren’t necessarily aware of their meanings, and because of that, they may end up aiding and abetting the very same energies they fear. Every one of us has a lizard inside, and we need to understand that lizard in order to work better with society’s lizards. As long as we deny there is one inside us, the lizard energy scuttles from rock to rock unseen, driving our behavior and influencing the people around us, creating the fabric of our realities.


In my estimation, the lizards are not intelligent enough to see that earth’s resources are limited. That is because it is difficult for them to be empathic or see outside their own vision and experience. I believe these states of consciousness exist because of hypometabolism and are fed by many cultural beliefs. It is not necessary to be driven by ambition beyond the very basic needs for food, shelter and connection, but a combination of trauma and hypometabolism drives the kind of ambition that makes CEOs succeed in marketing evolved needs to us when we are in those very same states of consciousness. Furthermore, these same lizard people hoard limited resources, and believe themselves to be the only people wise enough to know how to distribute them fairly. After the kind of financial success they enjoy, it is probably easy to perceive other people who may just actually be satisfied with less as less deserving or less wise.


The current Lizards In Charge prefer to only communicate with other lizards and go to great lengths to keep it that way. At all levels of government the ability to get redress for our complaints as private citizens as protected in the Bill of Rights is under threat by information firewalls, boilerplate replies, and “donotreply” email addresses meant to further marginalize those without voices, yet let other lizard people through.


I have had to explain to multiple people that the more time I spend engaging individuals or fighting pro bono wars, the less time I have to develop a body of work. This is a trap that is easy to fall into as a stay at home mother. As an artist and writer, I need to use my attention fairly wisely, because whatever I focus my attention on is what I end up wanting to write about. For this reason, I am very careful about when I reach out to people and what I say. That being said, I do not control when people reach out to me, but I can control whether or not I choose to respond or think about whatever they were trying to get me to think about, and being aware of this has allowed me to direct my efforts more efficiently, and to respond rather than react to people. I am not apt to ignore people, but I am starting to have to do just this. It would help me if people would engage me in the comments here rather than expect individual responses to general questions by email, the answers to which I may have had to repeat already.


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I wrote to a few civic leaders to express my frustration about how COVID was being managed, and I was incredibly disappointed by their responses and the inability to respond to those disappointing responses. I had the opportunity to study how politicians corresponded with the public in the past through my genealogy research, and I can say that the current democratic process is certainly a devolution from what it once was, or at least the ways the White House and the Colorado State Capitol are handling communications with the public does not represent democracy in the slightest. I understand there is a lot going on and a lot of people are complaining, but one’s staffers should be competent in being able to recognize legitimate concerns about human welfare so they are at least passed along to someone capable of providing an actual response that addresses the specific concerns, especially when they are scientific in nature, regardless of the querent has a current appointment with a University. Or is the degree I paid so much for not really worth anything?


My specific concerns were about how dangerous it was to allow people to believe that vaccines alone were enough to prevent the spread of COVID over the holidays, and my personal reasons to complain had to do with my husband’s and my family histories of orphaning during the 1920’s. It also had to do with three people in my family having reactions to the Pfizer vaccine that made us unable to function very well for several weeks, and the government recommending people travel out of their homes to receive boosters which would protect them much less than they would protect someone who was still unvaccinated. My concerns also had to do with having breakthrough infections, despite having COVID before being vaccinated, though I did not make my concerns about me or share those experiences in my letters. I was right.


The government is still trying to spin the data interpretation in favor of boosters for everyone, but the booster program did not change the shape of the infection curve AT ALL. Any statistician can look at the data from the CDC and see that. It is also now very clear from the historical curve that infections peak two weeks after the 4th of July, and then 2 weeks after Halloween and continue upward from there until they fall sometime after the New Year. After vaccination, we actually had more infections day to day than before vaccination, which I find interesting. So infectious disease is essentially spread by those who choose to celebrate holidays, which is what I noticed years ago due to the behavior of our extended families, who patted themselves on the back for getting their flu vaccines, but then still spread the flu and streptococcal infections to us. It is what taught me that most vaccinated people are rather careless about illness and personal hygiene, and what made me worry about the vaccine approach to an even more rapidly mutating virus. My predictions and knowledge are based on how the coronavirus work and are grounded in discussions with my engineer husband and other local scientists. Most of these occurred over email, where I voiced my concerns early on about what eventually did end up happening. Hospitals are overloaded, and it’s probably time to give an update on how many children have been orphaned due to these politicians’ allegiance to lizards, because in October 2021 it was already 140,000, and they are disproportionately children of color. I do not believe our politicians have our best interests at heart. If they did, this whole thing would have been handled much differently, and it would have been focused on saving human lives rather than industry. They would have personally set good examples, too. I suppose I shouldn’t have expected Jared Polis who makes his money from greeting cards to suddenly advocate not celebrating holidays or see them as the deadly things they are for people who don’t have the privilege of Governors or greeting card company owners.

 

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A few years ago, I went to the Nebraska State Archives to go through Governor Adam McMullen’s correspondences. He was elected governor twice in the 1920’s. I am certain that what was at the archives did not represent all of his correspondences, but perhaps the ones that stood out. There were communications about policy, but also personal communications from fans and other more casual communications. There was also a picture of him on the newspaper staff with Willa Cather! He kept carbon copies of all of his responses, which I assume were taken by dictation by his secretary. In those replies, he did attempt to address points made in the initial correspondences, which is not what happened with my attempts at redress in this modern-day “technologically enabled” world with either the White House or the Colorado State Capitol.


In the case of my search through Governor McMullen’s correspondence, I was attempting to confirm a family relationship, and there was a letter in his personal messages from my great-grandfather who was destitute during the Great Depression. The Governor’s response confirmed an uncle relationship, but was rather heartbreaking because he was unable to help in any way due to not being able to afford to pay his own property tax.

 

Our family was torn apart by a string of catastrophes involving the TB epidemic and the Great Depression, which left my great-grandfather George Adam McMullen (named after the Governor) homeless, and his two children George Robert and Elizabeth orphaned. Governor George Adam McMullen’s brother Matthew was my 2nd great-grandfather. Their father John H. McMullen and mother Mary Herbison came from County Antrim in Ireland to Wellsville, NY around 1854. Matthew married Anna Laura “Laurie” Bennett, my 2nd great-grandmother who I wrote about previously, and who was pregnant with their third child when Matthew died in a train collision working as a fireman. George Adam was just a few years old at the time, and Laurie spent some time struggling financially trying to raise the kids before she married her second husband. Laurie remarried two more times after Matthew, and it was the two daughters from her second marriage who gained some notoriety nationally for their activities related to prohibition and socialism. Biographies of John H. McMullen claim that he was Scottish, but DNA evidence has conclusively shown that at least as far back as the 1200’s, these McMullens were Irish. The Irish were persecuted and so it was probably fairly hush-hush if Adam was able to become elected to public office. I do not know how many Irish people were elected to public office, but I do know that this country had certain jobs for certain immigrants and the railroad in this country was largely put together by the Irish and Chinese. I do not know why they came, as it was the end of the potato famine, nor why they settled in Wellsville in particular, but I do know that several of them were employed on the railroad, like many Irish people, and that this activity is what led John and Adam to eventually settle in Beatrice, Nebraska, which was a major stop on the railroad. So, although Adam attended the University of Nebraska before going into politics and becoming a senator and eventually governor, his family came from humble beginnings. This is the part of my family who were Freemasons, and John's obituary states that when he died he was the oldest living member of the International Order of Odd Fellows.


So I feel it is fairly natural for me to be irate about how my correspondence was handled, when simultaneously Governor Polis personally entertained Kim Kardashian’s request to reduce a sentence for a single human being’s life, who still has the luxury of being alive. (I find it interesting that it was more important to keep the judicial system running and incarcerate people for momentary poor decision making rather than protect jurors from COVID. Our choice to opt in to vaccination early was directly due to my husband being called for Jury Duty in the Federal District Court in Denver, and the Government not accepting not having a vaccination as a reason to not serve, which is what led to us finding out early on about vaccine injury). Moreover, Polis' office's correspondence to me was essentially a non-sequitir boilerplate response to my concerns about the need for better masks and social distancing guidance over the holidays in our state. During this time, the mishandling of the COVID situation put millions of people’s lives at risk. I believe, besides the terrible information filters the government has set up for itself to let in only certain voices, this happened because politicians are not educated enough to understand the science and so are vulnerable to miscommunications with respect to public health policy. It is easy for other wealthy people who may suffer from equal lack of science education to reach each other and get attention and thus change the course of history, but as a regular citizen with an education in these matters, one has to be weaponized through social media in order to not be ignored by the people whose decisions directly impact my life.


I refuse to be a slave to social media. My life is relatively complete without it. I had a similar uncaring response to my concerns from President Biden in a message that failed to address those concerns at all and clearly demonstrated that my message was not even read. I specifically mentioned in my messages to these individuals that we needed to be more clear about the need to wear proper masks and stay home over the holidays, but their responses ignored that entirely and concentrated on encouraging boosters for people who benefit very little. I am wondering if he has been thinking about people like his son Beau at all when he makes these decisions, because I am certain they would not have affected people like him in a good way. I’m a bit like Beau, as I have a traumatic brain injury and PTSD, so I feel comfortable saying these things. It is too bad Beau is not still around so Mr. Biden can see the impact of his decisions more directly. I feel like he has done a much better job than Trump, and I know he inherited a big hot mess to clean up (here's another one), but I feel like COVID was still mismanaged, and I do not know if that has to do with the retention of Dr. Fauci or not. Fauci has played both sides of the health issue in ways that have conveniently catered to the biases of neoconservatives and neoliberals, completely ignoring human experience, and it has had disastrous consequences under both administrations. He is the person who is responsible for holding the government to the Hippocratic Oath, and he has done a poor job - poorer than some other countries, which is interesting because our country was so instrumental in developing treatments, and some of them never received our aid, like Malawi. Is it possible our focus on pharmaceutical intervention is the very thing that puts us at odds with the ability to encourage personal responsibility with infectious disease? Have Baby Boomers in particular become incapable of acting intelligently in this regard, so that we are stuck in the mindset that everything must be controlled with vaccination, or that we must protest vaccination, and breathe on everyone around us? (The average age of a Malawian is 18, so it appears that in a younger population herd immunity is possibly achievable, though we don't know for how long). Is our problem in the US that we are all so spoiled by the availability of pharma that we fail to recognize our individual roles in the pandemic and even our own health? Never was personal responsibility discussed with respect to infectious disease, only how to get back to work and school. Because what would we do without work and school? Who would we be?

 

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Now I see other people who do have voices in society speaking up for how the failure to underscore the importance of staying home and wearing N95 masks has contributed to the spread of omicron. There was clearly a misguided attempt to reach herd immunity through this “oversight” (Jesus, please tell me it is an oversight and not malpractice) and it has come at the expense of the systems that support us. The 1918 Flu pandemic ended before vaccination, and as I mentioned before it is because a less deadly more spreadable variant came through, but it is important to underscore the reality that we still have influenza virus in the world and it still kills people every year, and the current vaccines we have, while lessening the problem, do not prevent deaths or spread entirely. This could also be achieved by education about consent and infectious disease, but there are definitely entities that would want to discourage such education because the approaches would disrupt sources of income for them. I do see that Biden has set aside N95 masks for the public; it would have been nice to have that available a year ago, and I wonder why this was such an oversight.


I have written before about how my husband and I both had grandparents who were orphaned. Just like during the Great Depression, the foster care system is under much stress right now. Before the pandemic, we already had problems as a society with the school to prison pipeline, teenage suicide and school gun violence, but these things have increased during this time because of the inadequate response of the government and the corporations which serve us, and the incredible pressure that has put on regular people. Furthermore the virus itself has important effects on cognition and creativity that make these phenomena more likely in society.


As a scientist, I am particularly frustrated about the way testing has been employed for COVID, and in Fauci’s failure to explain the science to citizens. That is his job, to educate the public. Antibody tests are prone to false negatives, and because of this, relying on testing over inner wisdom is particularly dangerous. Relying on tests which are prone to false negatives is like wearing a holey condom. Furthermore, the discussion of whether 5 days or 10 days of isolation after a positive test was most appropriate felt like a way to rationalize a technology that was inherently flawed, just for the sake of using the technology, and that is looking more and more like a modus operandi for this administration because of what I described earlier regarding boosters and their ineffectiveness against the spread of illness. If the goal is no longer to stop spread but to save lives, the door is then open for the implementation of other treatments that don’t infringe upon a person’s rights or health in the way vaccines do, the distribution of which could be publicly funded so that every person has these treatments on hand in case of infection, rather than having to see a healthcare provider. Vaccines were sold to us as a way to stop the spread of infectious disease originally; that was their particular advantage. But they did not protect us, and they did not protect our healthcare workers effectively. The current vaccines do not have that advantage, and may not be any better at saving lives than other interventions. Mindful politicians will be wary of arguments for sunk cost by the pharmaceutical industry and encourage them to target unvaccinated populations and focus on developing treatments for long haul COVID, which we failed to identify as the threat to the economic system that it really is.


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I feel like my kids’ community college is recommending the right approach - before returning to school or work, a person must be asymptomatic for three days (72 hours), and N95 masks are required. Students who attend class on campus must pass a health check upon arrival, which some Asian airports have always done with international travelers. This has always been my wish for recommendations regarding infectious disease where the symptoms may come and go. I remember reading before I ever had COVID that it often doesn’t feel that bad until the 7th day, and then there is a major downturn in health. So it would be entirely possible for a person to feel well on the morning of that 7th day and then head out into public. Or rather I should say, because of the way COVID works on cognition, that the person might believe they feel well when they are not. Many people who have had COVID have talked about the brain fog; if a person’s life is considerably busy or their attention is pulled into too many directions, sometimes it is difficult to be fully aware of subtle but important symptoms. This is the advantage the virus has over us; it makes us stupid.


People who live with brain fog or who are prone to memory and attention issues already and who are unaware of these tendencies might not even notice. Flare-ups of mental health issues may be early signs of COVID that show before antibody tests are able to pick up evidence of viral infection, but this would need to be studied carefully. To really know, people need to be able to take a test every day, which is impractical in the general population, but should have been part of testing the test products themselves. Because of testing ambiguity, it is important not to get together with people too often unmasked, and this is probably exactly what was happening over the holidays which caused the rapid spread. Additionally, people do not seem to understand that not using a mask correctly is the same thing as being unmasked. Removing the mask at any point in time or not covering the nose and mouth effectively are the same as being unmasked. Yet it is possible to regularly see people with their snoots out on TV and in the news. After any sort of travel, a quarantine period of 18 days would ensure safety of others from nearly all viruses that are likely to be spread by travel.


I am thankful there are other people speaking out about being high risk or immunocompromised and what life is like living with that fear. I wonder how many other people out there (like myself) don’t have diagnoses, but still struggle with frequent illness, and don’t have the words to explain what it is like. I have written about what it is like being seen as an impediment to others’ fun. I am concerned if we do not address personal responsibility with respect to the spread of infectious disease, there will be a significant mental health crisis in this country. COVID immunity simply does not last long with either vaccination or native infection and the virus affects cognition, so it behooves us to act responsibly with respect to infectious disease. Mask discomfort, boredom and selfish pursuits of freedom are simply not good enough reasons to risk the livelihood of others.



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In between the lines in my emails to the President and the Governor of the State of Colorado was a plea to slow down. Even Supreme Court Justice Sotomayor has expressed frustration about how the disregard for the reality of contagion has made life difficult for her. I am so thankful that a person who has health challenges also has the words to describe the brutality of this situation for a person with health challenges and is in a position to do so. I have been concerned that the people who are in the position to make public policy on COVID are not part of underserved populations, or that it simply just doesn’t scare them enough because of their privilege. Many underserved people are important in keeping basic services running, so failure to keep them in mind when it comes to the impact of COVID on their lives is a terrible mistake. I hate making arguments in favor of the economy, but these are the very people who prop it up, and we need to recognize them for that rather than just using them as fodder. Our heroes are absolutely the grocers, sanitation workers, utility workers, teachers, healthcare providers, firemen and other service people who take huge risks in their daily lives to provide for themselves and their families, as well as our society and most of what constitutes civilization as we know it. They need to be able to do their jobs safely, and it is more dangerous the more the rest of us have selfishly spread the virus for our own entertainment and gain.


I am frustrated to see that Psychology Today has a new series about anxiety which espouses the benefits of pushing through it. Ignoring my anxiety is ignoring the little voice inside that tells me something is dangerous. Pushing through panic too much causes autonomic nervous system dysfunction and turns us into anxiety junkies who have lost contact with our sensations. If we are forced to live like that constantly, as many people in the modern world ended up doing even before COVID, it also leads to cardiovascular, digestive and neurological problems. I would personally be wary of anyone encouraging a person to push through anxiety at this time, and would take anxiety as an indicator of a need for rest. I believe that professionals advocating that a person ignore anxiety are verging on malpractice. The patient’s life is always more important than the job, the school or whatever; learning to devalue our inner voices for status is what leads to depression and suicidal ideation, especially in a modern society where it is possible to help each other rather than blame victims for their inability to try harder in the face of unrelenting and unfair circumstances. Telling people that they should sacrifice their mental or physicial health simply to support the status quo is against the Hippocratic Oath, and if a person is able to rest, that is what he or she should do. Because our government has so much influence over our daily lives and is directly in charge of our public health policy, I think it would benefit us if our politicians were subject to the Hippocratic Oath and malpractice suits (certainly Anthony Fauci is as a physician); this is the only real recourse we have against accidental genocide through political action, be it due to intention or malfeasance. The health of our nation and the world is at stake; politicians’ motivations and how they use their time and attention absolutely matter.


Much anxiety can be alleviated by leaving social media, and also educating oneself about the hidden dangers of marketing and imagery, which can make us feel less about ourselves in order to get us to buy things. Years ago I had an epic burnout on social media, which started when I left Facebook and began an Instagram account dedicated to writing about mental health. Ultimately I had to take Instagram off my phone because I wanted my attention back so I could focus on my family, healing, and my body of work. I was struggling with aphasia and memory problems at the time, and the way that social media encouraged me to use my attention was particularly bad for those health problems. I wasn’t selling anything through it, so it wasn’t a real big loss. I was actually ready to dump social media many years ago, but other artists convinced me it was a great way to market oneself. I had an artist page on Facebook, but I didn’t like how that approach caused me to have two identities - the one that sells art and then the one who cares passionately about humanity. It doesn’t make sense that these should be two separate things, so I switched to Instagram where I felt it would be easier for the artist me and the humanitarian me to feel comfortable posting to the same account. I learned that on Facebook it was very easy for someone who posted beautiful watercolors of aspen to hide homophobic and hateful rhetoric that they might share with their inner circle of followers, and I believed in being more transparent. I also learned that there is a history of people buying art because they know or like something about the artist, and these people generally kept their art pages pretty generic as to not turn away potential clientele. On Instagram, however, it was so easy and natural to unify my art and self that I increasingly became so vulnerable that the entire thing was a major source of stress. Another artist once told me the joke about artists dying of exposure, which is sort of what I felt was happening to me.


I am very thankful that I left social media before the pandemic began, because I cannot imagine how having to sift through the hype would have impacted my mental health, just judging from the amount of hype that came in through my family members who are not on social media over the phone and by email. I could not have handled the amount of stress from processing all the information; even with our limited circle, I hear about people regularly butterfly stomping and it makes me feel sick inside. The FOMO is so strong in some people in our circle; it’s really disturbing.

 

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It is difficult to be on top of the news and really scrutinize it when other people around us are visibly and simply responding to advertisements. It is possible to tell who these people are because they always have something new, and they like to brag about how they bent the rules to get whatever it is they got. I know this because I do it on a smaller scale due to trying to vote with my dollar and specifically support conscious capitalism. It certainly helps if our corporations are conscious, but this only goes so far if consumers and policy makers aren't. Over the course of the pandemic, I was trying to figure out how to live more sustainably, and unfortunately it meant there were some things I had to purchase. I purchased things because they would enable us to increase our health, be more mindful or decrease our reliance on petrochemicals or utilities. There were some things I purchased to help deal with comfort or to provide healthy distractions. I decided to put a real bed in our “guest bedroom” but it also helped my husband and I to sleep better because if one of us was sick, the other had to “take one for the team” and sleep somewhere not so comfortable. I realize how incredibly privileged I am to be able to do that, especially since we both spent years navigating the other situation as many people do. I put a wall hanging and some led lights on the ceiling as well as some laser lights which made the many hours I had to lay down during my illness more comforting and aided my meditation on days when it was too cold to be outside. I hope to have time to review the things I purchased thoroughly, so I'm giving myself some time to know if the things I got live up to their promises and for how long.


My efforts have been rewarded. I can be upright much longer without triggering panic attacks, I am less likely to experience aphasia in my verbal communications, and my hypertension has resolved. I think in general the things I got helped me get to this point, although I do think some of the pressure I felt to garden as a person with porphyria and the things that I bought and felt I had to use worked against my health, at least temporarily. If I am around when the trees we put in get large enough, then it will have been worth it.


I built a library of books that I felt would help me understand the fundamental nature of what it is to be human from the perspective of many different fields of study. Some of the books are in the local library and some are not. It would be nice if I could read them all someday. As it is, they are so fascinating that I read a little bit and then need time to process the realizations I have. It is kind of magical how this happens because the reading always ends up being relevant to what is going on around me somehow, even though I am usually sitting down to read as a distraction from worry. I used to keep them around to remind me of all the things I want to learn and the questions I have when I am depressed, and they have been a balm to me during the pandemic, even though I am not the type to sit down and read them from beginning to end, typically. They are a balm to my soul and an eternal well of giving.


Getting my blood pressure under control is a real relief. I have still had some chest tightness in the recent weeks. I saw that this is a reason to go to the emergency room, but as I mentioned before when I had COVID in November 2020, these symptoms were not taken particularly seriously by the hospital up here, and I had to get my sister to talk to the admitting doctor for them to even look at me. I don’t know how many more weeks with hypertension and tachycardia they expected me to endure before getting treatment, or how many other people they turned away who didn’t have a doctor sister who knew to recommend a D-Dimer test to make sure I hadn’t experienced a heart attack. That really scares me. There are other things I haven’t been able to get treated or looked at further because I had to treat the hypertension first. My doctor explained that my health issues would probably best be treated at Mayo, because the community healthcare system is not equipped to deal with complicated cases, but that they do not take insurance. I understand that it is difficult to get referrals to specialists with Medicaid, and no doubt with the specialists already burdened that will be even more difficult.


I tried a lot of things over the years to help my mental and physical health because the advice of doctors never addressed my underlying metabolic problems. Some of them worked and some of them not so much. All of them would be difficult to implement in the context of a pandemic. I have been getting all of my groceries delivered to limit my exposure to both COVID and the chemicals that tend to precipitate metabolic problems that cause depression and panic attacks. I am so thankful for that ability, and that I live somewhere where these services are now offered, because they didn’t used to be. I was looking at my Google Maps, and for the last few years, even before the pandemic, the grocery store is where I went most frequently outside the house. I knew I spent a lot of time thinking about food and that I was tired of it, but it took looking at the data to see just how much time and energy I put into supporting my husband and kids in this particular way.

 

I had serious arguments with my daughter at the beginning of the pandemic because she wanted so badly to go to the grocery store. Note that I did go to my local store once after COVID hit the US. I was probably one of the first persons to be masked, and I was verbally attacked by a large man for wearing a mask. A few months earlier when I was sick I had tried grocery delivery, so after realizing my local stores (and community) would not be safe that is how I decided to shop. I ended up having to spend a good deal of time explaining how deliveries had largely liberated me from the 1950’s, except for having to scrub everything upon arrival, to my daughter. Her insistence about going to the grocery store brought up all sorts of psychological stuff for me, including guilt that there were no better places she wanted to go which were indoors because as adults in this world we have failed to create anything that comes close to what is fun for kids indoors that does not cost money. But we are indoors all the time and I had to point out to her that there was no logical reason to expose other people at the grocery store to illness or be exposed when there were people who needed work and who were willing to help out in that way. And there are so many wonderful places to visit outside (if you can spend time outside).

 

Thankfully, like many people did during the pandemic, my family learned to love the outdoors again. My daughter has had the gradual realization that most of the indoor places we used to pay so much to enjoy in our society aren’t really necessary for our happiness, except for museums of course. The time spent elsewhere was gradually replaced with habitual walking and a connection with the natural world around us. We were able to save money, despite having our groceries delivered. Their newfound love of the outdoors was a little bittersweet for me as my sun tolerance is so lousy due to my porphyria. In any case, I was worried that I had made my daughter’s life too small. I spent a lot of time driving for her brother’s activities, and I was often too tired to do much else. It was for these reasons that we still allowed her to see her friends, which ended up being rather difficult because of the different ways they responded to the pandemic, which unfortunately put us and everyone around them at much greater risk. Anyway, I can say as a stay-at-home-mother, it is strange to see your life disappearing in a Google Timeline of many successive trips to the grocery store while you hear about other people around you accomplishing things. I thought it was symbolic that Bezos brought an older woman to the moon with him, because I felt that in what he and Whole Foods did with groceries and the supply chain in general, he had liberated me, though it pained me to see what that entailed for Amazon employees.

 

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We had a period of great health when I was using a lot of the Weston A. Price Foundation’s nutritional guidelines before the low carb proponents took over and appeal to tradition overcame reasonable doubt about modern approaches. I have had to really put the organization's beliefs under a magnifying glass for myself, as I stated in a letter to the editor of their Wise Traditions journal years ago when I learned the hard way that restricting carbohydrates is dangerous under some circumstances. I did not understand how critical that understanding was for me when I wrote that letter. I now know that eating a high fat diet is dangerous for a person with common polymorphisms in choline dehydrogenase (CHDH) and phosphatidylethanolamine methyltransferase (PEMT), which are important for choline metabolism. Standing up to people takes a lot of my energy, even when I am doing well health-wise. Anyway, while we were incredibly healthy, I had become just a cook and a maid, and while my libido was terrific, my life was nothing beyond food. For my sanity, I needed to find a compromise. I cannot remember exactly how it happened, but I found the blog of another independent health researcher, Matt Stone of 180 Degree Health, who was investigating various health gurus, and who was writing about the dangers of low carb dieting. I found his investigations to be pragmatic and well balanced, as well as easy for lay people to understand. And it was through him that I discovered the work of Dr. Raymond Peat, who had also studied behavioral neuroscience. Much of my understanding of metabolism, especially with respect to the importance of serotonin's complicated effects on health and the myriad negative effects of polyunsaturates, I owe to Dr. Peat.


We do differ in our perspectives in that he is extremely against genetic determinism, as in general were the people of the Weston A. Price Foundation, although it was through that group that I first learned about and became interested in nutrigenomics. For a while I was concerned about their teachings because there is a great focus on judging a person by their bone structure, and a lot of effort by practitioners to sell products to help one overcome the effects of “poor nutrition” which might also be interpreted as “poor genetics.” Through reading their work I started to see people as manifestations of how they cared for themselves, which was rather ableist, especially considering my own small palate, etc., etc. I see that now especially because so many of their recommendations were not good for me with my particular genetics, and how being more serious about their approaches just got me further into health complications. It is frankly not practical to get all of one’s nutrition from whole foods, and in some circumstances it would require eating entirely too many calories. At the peak of my participation I was driving to two farms and a health food store in another city every week. There was a stigma against vitamins and pharmaceuticals that was unhelpful, and the approach involves a lot of special preparation of foods that many people do not have the time to do. At the time I was spread in multiple directions volunteering as a local WAPF Chapter Leader, as a moderator in the local secular homeschooling group, and also I was trying to help an ailing artist organization which had helped me get my start. On top of all that, due to my activity on several listservs, I ended up moderating several large groups in the late 2000’s and early 2010’s which were dedicated to natural health, and one of them was a Weston A. Price group.


I am not sure how I was doing everything I was doing, and I had another mom ask me. I was taking thyroid. It actually ended up being a problem the way I was doing it, and I wouldn’t recommend it. I believed I had subclinical hypothyroidism, but didn’t have the money to doctor hop as other people I knew did trying to find someone who could help. What I really needed was a physician sympathetic to Broda Barnes’ research, but I did not find one (even though he was a doctor in Fort Collins). So I just took matters into my own hands, and gave myself hyperthyroidism and an angry primary care provider. I was having memory problems and a lot of the things I was also dealing with more recently during that period of time. Also, my hair was falling out. The thyroid helped to a point, but it did not address so many of the other issues I have, because turning up the metabolism by use of thyroid increases the needs for nutrients, and some of my problems are related to nutritional deficiencies I am prone to because of genetically inherited weakness in critical metabolic pathways downstream, yet not far, from thyroid hormone. And much of what is espoused in the cultural lexicon was especially toxic for me since sun exposure has an effect on my hemoglobin production, stress affects my hyperaldosteronism, vegetable oils and oxalic acid are bad for people with cystic fibrosis, and low carb diets are dangerous for people with kidney problems. There are even yoga positions and exercises that are contraindicated for people with the skeletal structure and injuries I have. I do have a polymorphism that affects the ability to convert T4 to T3, so it is likely I would benefit from spot supplementation with T3, especially when I'm premenstrual (it does wonders for many of those symptoms), but I don’t know if that is something that is “allowed.” In a free world, I think it would be. I do think the T3 was important in suppressing pituitary function; I had elevated prolactin for a time.


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We weren’t particularly concerned with nutrition in my home when I was growing up. My parents both grew up poor and generally weren’t involved in the kitchen. My mother informed me at one point that she wasn’t allowed in the kitchen. I was allowed in the kitchen and began making myself at home there after school when I was 8 and first learned how to make brownies. I liked to bake by myself, and the things I cooked were a source of joy to me. So I knew I needed to incorporate my kids into our food preparation and decisions. Even so, they do not tend to spontaneously cook things unless my husband and I are involved somehow. I feel like the pandemic complicated that because if we didn’t have the ingredients for something, nobody really wanted to make a special trip to get them. That being said, I learned to make a lot of things we would have gone to restaurants to eat, and in ways that don’t make me sick like restaurant food does, but that has taken time and a well stocked pantry. It has been difficult to impart all of my knowledge to my kids, since so much of it has to do with my understanding of metabolism. They still haven’t taken biology, which would be helpful. The other thing is that I am continually learning and that has driven some of the people around me nuts because they trust me, and I occasionally ended up having to say “Yeah, I know I said that at one time, but it was bogus” about things they had incorporated into their own lives.

 

For what it's worth, I actually don't care to get into nutritional debates with people or tell others how to eat. So I am kind of writing this all out in case it helps anyone so I don't have to talk about it. I spent a lot of time having other people give me unsolicited advice, especially within my family, but also from people in the homeschooling community, and in neither case was that from people whose health was much better than mine, and I know how stressful that is. My ability to tolerate various foods waxes and wanes, and I just work with it as my health permits. And it is certainly my prerogative (and probably destiny) to study the connection between consciousness and diet in myself. When I have had meals with other people, I have tended to keep these things to myself and suffer the consequences later in silence. If they have been particularly insistent on having a relationship with me where we eat together, however, I have eventually had to fess up and explain myself. Furthermore, I do not find that all processed foods are bad for health.

 

My phone is notifying me about a law professor who unfortunately shares my first name and also happens to be a neurologist (not the same thing as a neuroscientist, and not all neuroscientists are the same either) who has participated in defamation against Asian people. I am bringing this up right here because of my statement that I did not do well visiting Asia or eating Asian food how it is prepared even in the US. This is not because of anything with the original cultural traditions in the area, but how US corporatism in particular polluted it with vegetable oils and additives. It was easier to travel in the Mediterranean where they don't tend to use these things, and I don't think it's an accident that Mediterranean populations tend to live longer because they use olive oil and and other more traditional fats. Furthermore, other complaints I made about my experience had to do with ways that the Corporate American Thoughtform has invaded culture worldwide. Corporatism is an important way the caste system is perpetuated, and so I don't care who is carrying it out - it's important to say something. What we witnessed was a lot like what was captured in the Obamas' documentary American Factory; the expectation that employment means enlistment into corporate war above cooperation, and dedication of one's and one's family life to generation of wealth for the elite at the expense of one's own imagination and the building of community. It is in this way normal citizens are isolated from each other and made impotent in terms of the pursuit of freedom.

 

American corporations are no less guilty, no matter the color of skin of the CEO. To free ourselves, we have to be aware of these things, and not purchase products that support these industries. Unfortunately the electronics manufacturing industry is probably the biggest one, so a powerful way we can impact this as consumers is by not being first in line for new product releases, and learning how to make do. It might surprise a person if they knew how many people were affected by harsh labor practices or even died in the making of their new cell phone. Unfair treatment is certainly not limited to the electronics industry; child slavery has been involved in major US chocolate manufacturers' procurement of cacao. The more we can make and do for ourselves, the less other people have to suffer at the hands of industry, no matter the location. Our free time should not come at someone else's expense, and business leaders need to remember that the cost of things is no different for their employees than it is for them. Furthermore, mindful manual and intellectual labor are important in preventing business losses, and such labor is best supported with humane working conditions which consider the whole individual and their talents and challenges rather than expecting them to function as an inexpensive replaceable cog undeserving of rest in a big wheel. I have yet to find employment like that. My own employment stories were rather mortifying before and after being educated, and to not have had a significant increase in the quality and nature of my work after so many years of education is what helped me see these things.

 

At one point, I applied to and was accepted at a Nutrition Therapy School, but decided that it was too much to try to do (it was far away). I really did not have the support I needed here to keep my family healthy and have long term commitments that did not bring energy into our lives somehow. It never really made sense for me to go back to get any other degrees or take on debt to further my own education with the one I already had. Furthermore, the two programs I was accepted to (the PhD program in Neuroscience at UC Riverside in 1999 and the Nutrition Therapy School in Denver in the early 2010s) did not want to accept the credit hours I had done at Ohio University and were going to make me start completely from scratch. This was despite being offered a Chancellor’s Fellowship at UCR, and also despite the fact that I had completed the coursework for a PhD already at OU (it was the research part I did not complete because I was unable to secure funding, which is frustrating because I only needed $4000 at the time). When I was accepted to UCR I found out I was pregnant the same week and debated briefly trying to go to graduate school and be a mother, but when I received notification that they would not accept my credits from OU, I felt that I was being put in a position to do two things badly. I knew from having to take consolidated calculus in college after taking Calc 3 in high school and getting a 3 on the AP exam that my ability to focus on repeat coursework is poor, and I couldn’t imagine it would be any better while sleepless. It very likely would have made me a stressed out mother. Anyway, it turned out my little guy had a lot of health problems and needed me to be home with him, and I am happy with my decision because I wasn’t old enough at the time to understand the relevance of what I was learning to my own life, and I feel like I understand it much more now. I even see ways that the work I was doing relates to my own health that I was not capable of seeing back then.


(Side note - I have lots of dreams about going back to OU because I enjoyed it there and assumed that I would not have to defend what I had previously accomplished there again. I like science, even though I am an artist and so many other things).

 

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Ultimately, it took a lot of my time to keep up with the pop diet culture to know if I was doing the right thing for myself and my children, and so it really was good that I did not commit to anything educational for myself outside my home. I wanted to give them the best start, and help them avoid a lot of the mental health threats I experienced growing up, even though at the time I didn’t know what those really were. It was an experiment. Parenting always is. I saw a lot of positive results from my experimentation and from being with them, and while it certainly wasn’t perfect, it was a different imperfect than what most people experience, so while everyone has “holes” in their educational experience, at least ours are not the same so we can help one another.


Being available for my children was important. I never would have been able to piece together my own or my kids’ health puzzles if we had been apart. Furthermore, they would have been exposed to a lot more of the things that make us unwell. Attempts at institutionalization have not worked well for us, in large part because of the quality of institutional, restaurant, and convenience foods.


I had a rocky start in college, and I now know that was probably because Tulane was regularly spraying the dormitories for pests, and I was likely being exposed to many industrial cleaning chemicals and definitely fluorescent lighting. I'm remembering that all throughout high school it was extremely difficult to stay awake in the period after lunch, and I think that had something to do with being outside at lunch, all the fluorescent lights, and my porphyria. Additionally, I was sick with Epstein Barr Virus for the second part of the fall and most of the spring semester my freshman year of college. I had to take the minimum number of credit hours to keep my scholarship and be able to stay at school. I had enrolled as a Biomedical Engineering student, but discovered the program was not what I thought it was. I chose the program because I wanted to be assured of getting into med school. But I think what I always wanted to know was what made people tick, and I quickly realized that studying electrical and mechanical engineering was not going to impart that knowledge. I really didn’t know what would. Although I was living on the women’s engineering floor, my own roommate was in the School of Architecture, and I thought the homework she had looked like a lot more fun than what I was doing.


So, I transferred into the Architecture program for a few weeks. It wasn’t a good fit for a number of reasons. I actually hated going to the Intro to Architecture class after a while, because I became aware that I would have five years of student loans at the end of it and would still have to turn to an engineer to approve my designs. I suppose this is one of those "group project" failures that may go down in history, because in class we were paired with 5th year students, and I got into an argument with my partner because I wanted to make something like what has been built in the South China Sea more recently which combines bridges and tunnels, and he said it was impossible. I wonder how Gaudi handled that? Additionally, my in-laws worked closely with architects and knew that it was difficult to make it in that field, and warned me. Plus, there were a lot of things to memorize that didn’t come easily for me with respect to art history. Funny that I would become so interested in that subject 20 years later…


Those experiences caused me to realize that whatever major I chose had to be one where I enjoyed the classes and where the information clicked naturally. Back then the course catalog was in print, so one day I sat down and read it from cover to cover. The courses that looked the most interesting to me were in Physiological Psychology. Neuroscience wasn’t an official field of graduate study yet in the early 90’s, even though Neurology was a medical specialty. Isn’t that strange to think about? We have only been unraveling the secrets of the brain as an official academic science for around 30 years. When I was studying, we didn’t believe that neurons could regenerate - we just knew that the brain cannot regrow like the liver can! We know so much more now.


I loved my classes when I switched to Psychology. I mean, I really loved them. I looked forward to going to class. My favorites were Physiological Psychology and Psychopharmacology. There were two I struggled with, both of which I took with my husband before we were married. He still likes to talk about one of them, which was particularly bad. It was Deviant Behavior. It was taught by an adjunct professor, and his lecture style was a lot like the teacher in Ferris Buehler’s Day Off. Imagine learning about golden showers in that way. I just got rid of the textbook when I was doing my big purge in 2019. I have rather different viewpoints of what constitutes deviant behavior now after studying depth psychology, and I recognize some of what I learned back then as puritanical and behaviorist. My time there was punctuated by a difficult relationship with a Cognitive Psychology professor who studied under B.F. Skinner, and I confess that it has colored my view of behaviorism greatly and negatively now that I see she was exactly what he wished to create, and that on some level I am, too. Behaviorism is an important foundation for authoritarianism, and at the time I did not understand that, or the insidious way it was employed in the educational system, religion and business. I did not take many humanitarian courses. I think it is important for people, especially those going into business or engineering, to take humanitarian courses, and I think a lot of what is “wrong” with society has to do with this oversight.

 

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The other class I took with my husband and struggled with was Neurobiology. My husband did not have to study much for this class because it was basically about the brain as a circuit. He also happened to be a Biomedical Engineering student, but was a year ahead of me. I met him over the Tulane rs6000 system. Sometimes I wonder if we may have been some of the first people (or only!) to meet that way. It was after the days of America Online, and actually the reason we met was because I was an AOL junkie and I didn’t have any more money to pay for my subscription. I grew up in the 80’s with computers in our home and learned Basic computer programming language as an 8 year old, so I was kind of always online. That reminds me that in those early days of the internet, I was envisioning web portals due to how much could be learned in such a short time, and spent so much time online that my husband referred to me as “The Mistress of the Web.”


Anyway, he didn’t even have to take notes in the classes we took together. He and I learn very differently. He struggled with some of the classes I excelled in, which involved more memorization and nomenclature. I don’t know if we represent the different ways that male and female brains work, but sometimes I wonder. He learned in his later years at Tulane that he had a special gift for solving black box electronics problems, and that has been rather analogous to my own ability to intuit biochemical issues. Because of all the time we have spent together and our household dialogue, we have learned aspects of each others’ fields.


We corresponded over the rs6000 system for many weeks before we met in person. When I initially contacted him, I just knew he was a person from Colorado. The .signature file indicated that the person had a good sense of humor and was playful like me. I learned that he was sort of seeing someone else at the time and so I had sort of friend zoned him in my mind. I had a boyfriend from AOL when I first started college who had visited me in Colorado, and he broke it off when he realized I would be staying in Louisiana to pursue my degree. I knew what I was doing when we met, and that I wanted to complete my undergraduate degree. I felt like I was way too young to change course for a guy. There were only a few months I was in college before I met my husband, but I did see three other guys in that time. I got stalked by a grad student in Mechanical Engineering and went on a date with him. I don’t even remember how he reached out to me, but he found me in the freshman yearbook, which we lovingly referred to as “The Stalker’s Handbook.” (And just think, this was before Facebook). Then I went out with a fifth year student who I had a crush on from the School of Architecture. Neither of these worked out because of my liberal feminist beliefs. One guy my roommate had invited from the University of Mississippi to come stay with us in our dorm room. The guy was vocal about his feelings for me and I was not ready to have him stay in my room. I had coincidentally met my husband in person within a few weeks of that, and had more recently become intimate with him. Anyway, he let me stay with him while this guy came to visit, and we have been together ever since, although we each lived with our parents over the summers until we graduated and got married.

 

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Jesus Christ, my poor husband. The other guy followed me back to Colorado at Christmas. It was the weirdest thing. I had my good friend from high school come along on the day we went out. I tried multiple times to let him know I was not interested in him as a boyfriend. Anyway, sometime during that time my roommate got mono, and I got it shortly thereafter. This was a different roommate - I had to get a new one because my Architecture roommate was on the phone with her boyfriend back at home all the time (this was before most people had cell phones, and the wireless phones needed to be within a certain distance of the transmitter, and nobody wanted to have their private phone calls with their sweetheart broadcast to the hallway). My new roommate had also decided to leave engineering and was not getting along with her roommate, and so the Residence Housing Authority decided to give us a room together in a different dorm.


Hmm. The housing assignment stuff is a big deal. I really struggled with my studies until I started living in sin with my husband. There were so many synchronicities in our lives, including that his uncle lived in the house that my grandfather once owned in Arvada. It felt natural to be together. I thought maybe it was because we were both from Colorado. We had and still have the same kinds of questions about life. We enjoy watching All Creatures Great and Small on PBS, and were just watching the episode where James and Helen decide to get married, which captured the nature of our relationship at the time very well. We very much felt like, “Well, I don’t know what I’m going to do with my life, but whatever it is, I want it to be with you.” And since that time we have compromised for each other over the years. I am learning that other people do not have connections with their spouses like we have with each other, and that they often let their egos get in the way of prioritizing their relationships, or see personal professional fulfillment and financial status as the only real indicator of the success of a relationship. But anyway, school was a joy for us living together and we both still love learning. We have always talked to each other about what we were learning, so it was like we were getting more than one education there. When our kids are taking classes outside the house, and even when they are not, we all learn from the discussions we have. Even though I had a “false start” in engineering and architecture, and had to take a minimum course load my second semester that was all elective courses, we both graduated with honors. We agreed that because I had a degree in Psychology my options would be more limited and so he would pursue options wherever I found them, but that we would decide together about where to go.


We are fairly kinky with each other. This posed problems after we had kids, because they are always watching. Or at least that is how it feels. We had candid discussions with other couples about how to maintain a sex life in the context of homeschooling in particular, learning that most people failed miserably in that their sex lives totally withered. It was a battle to keep time and energy for sex, if the libido was even still there, when our kids were younger, and even more difficult with the social challenges presented through certain relationships. Parenting is challenging, and as a parent it is easy to feel that one is being subjected to a firing squad of classist and consumerist hecklers, all of whom regularly choose those values over supporting a person’s right to just be. People rarely recognize their own workaholism or addiction or how those things affect the love relationships around them. (I am guilty of this). I realized it was going to involve a fair amount of creativity to keep our sex life alive early on, and I am glad I made that realization when I did, because these forces are hidden all around us.


I have written in other places about that creativity, hoping that maybe it might help some of the people around us who are more inclined to think they need to drive 45 minutes one way for a regular job, or buy big things, or travel to exotic locations to improve their lives, none of which constitute the only ways to live a psychologically healthy life, and which put other people and the environment in harm’s way, and may be difficult for less privileged individuals. My husband’s and my relationship dynamics have always lent themselves particularly well to intellectual debate. So naturally, because of our educational backgrounds we discuss the frontiers between man, machine and god. I don’t think many people in his circle understand this about our relationship, or understand that I am not “just a typical housewife.” I don’t think they understand that he and I could easily collaborate on something pretty tremendous if we could get other people to help, and if we had people understand where our hearts really are. I don’t think they understand that we both have a deep interest in synchronicity, and that this is a legitimate scientific interest that was studied by Wolfgang Pauli (Nobel Laureate and inventor of the Pauli Exclusion Principle) and Carl Jung. I study these things very seriously, and independently and see them at work in my everyday life. There’s a world that believes in this stuff and a world that doesn’t, and I am constantly being forced to interact with the world that doesn’t, and doesn’t see the importance or care because of their addiction to busyness and materialism.


When we met, we had so many strange commonalities beyond living in Colorado that we thought it was proof of the existence of God. On some level, I think his and my lives are proof of destiny on some order. But that is some seriously crazy talk.

 

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Right now I am reading The Rose of Paracelsus which is about another neuroscientist’s search for the person who can gain entry to altered states of consciousness without use of illicit drugs. There have been many of these people; and while I am not far enough in the book to know the end, I have read the part where Dr. Pickard spent time in a Zen Buddhist monastery in San Francisco, so I know the punchline is about being able to get back to that state of mind reliably. I spent a large part of the last few years figuring this out for myself and studying some of the other methodologies used to experience the transcendental. Salvador Dali had perfected it. People who have experienced it know what it is, but to really understand its significance takes a lot of experience with it, which I am fortunate to have due to my strange life. Over the fall my husband and I familiarized ourselves with the story of Jack Parsons and the development of solid rocket fuel. He was one of the founders of the Jet Propulsion Laboratory, and was a practicing occultist, which means he was using altered states of consciousness as a tool for creative problem solving. Unfortunately with him that involved lots of explosions and illicit drugs. I have been studying the history of occultism in this country and it is fascinating because it has greatly affected our popular media, and created a feedback loop. It is something everyone needs to understand. It is the search for the Holy Grail, which is the ability to heal oneself. I am not sure how far along the science is coming on showing connections between altered states of consciousness and healing, but there is some evidence from the study of entheogens and meditation that metabolic waste is cleared through encouragement of certain brain waves and states of consciousness. Due to my own experiences with hypnogogia from near death and my backdrafting water heater, meditation and sexual activity, my experimentation with nutrition, and the healing of my aphasia, I have theories about why this is.


I was able to heal my hypertension, memory issues and aphasia without the use of illicit drugs or prescribed pharmaceuticals. It was a struggle navigating all the “healing” information out there, and my genetics are important in what I found. It takes a fair amount of bravery to say that in the communities I was associated with. People do not want to talk about genetic weaknesses, and they don’t want to be associated with movements that were aware of genetic differences. That is understandable because of how white people have used this information in the past, but it’s important to understand these things if we are ever going to have a peaceful society. Not having one’s biological needs met creates violence, even in “beautiful” and “strong” people. The biologist E.O. Wilson suffered a great amount of professional condemnation for his own validation of Darwinism. He was a disabled person himself.


I am happy that I kept up with the scientific field as much as I could, even if it put me at odds with my medical practitioners and sometimes my family. It is amazing to me how far people have gone to try to understand creativity and the creative impulse. When I was thinking a lot about what people are trying to accomplish at the MIT Digital Media lab, I was struck by Mimi Ito’s concern that less than 10% of children are content creators. I now know that the flow state necessary to be a content creator is something that itself has been under attack by the institutions Roman Catholic priest and philosopher Ivan Illich wrote about: organized religion, the educational system, and the medical system. The attacks are perpetuated through control of attention as well as schedules and timelines. Without control of our own attention, it is difficult to get into flow state. Furthermore, there are metabolic challenges that impede glucose oxidation by the parts of the cortex needed for this connection, and they are ubiquitous in the environment. They always have been. Humankind’s evolution has been due to the steady overcoming of these obstacles for more and more people. This has enabled the building of a collaborative dream. It is important that as creators we see how creation might be difficult for others and not unintentionally add to those difficulties. Creation is a joy when it comes from a place of desire, and we should not judge others for the inability to summon desire in a world where there are so many barriers.


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Due to metabolic issues I have, entry into the flow state is a bit more difficult. I am prone to hypertonicity and thus sometimes pain, and I think some of this is related to damage to my kidneys, and some of it is related to issues with osmotic balance due to polymorphisms I have in various ion channels, as well as multiple polymorphisms affecting my choline metabolism. The combination would greatly affect osmotic balance. Treating deficiencies in free choline and minerals has been a boon to my neurological health and my creativity. Compounding the issue, I believe, is a polymorphism in catechol-O-methyltransfease (COMT), which is studied fairly well and is associated with a 40% production of dopamine. Dopamine is an important osmoregulator, and the neural circuitry in the brain is associated with higher consciousness. I think a lot of the science around dopamine and serotonin has been misinterpreted because we were unable to appropriately measure creativity in animals or understand states of consciousness in animals.


I think the failure to understand the need for a certain level of dopamine for optimum health has resulted in a lot of mental health problems in our society. I think there is unnecessary shame around things that don’t really hurt other people. I think psychiatry’s focus on serotonin has created a population of people who can “suck it up” and “get work done” but that it causes a lot of dysfunctional subconscious efforts to raise dopamine through consumerism and over time it leads to health problems and dementia. Focus on serotonin gives society the sense that work should be central to life, and we are only worth our ability to constantly do it without complaint.


I feel that this issue is at the heart of the important difference between morality and ethics. Morality is often concerned with how we believe other people ought to relate to the world and others based on things we are taught by our parents, our religious institutions, educators and physicians. Ethics, on the other hand, is more concerned with specific principles regarding honesty and fair treatment of others, which I feel are things that some abstract moralities can cause people to ignore. For instance, a belief that all children deserve material gifts at Christmas might make one carelessly spread a deadly virus to other childrens’ parents, effectively orphaning other children just so their own children can feel special. This strange morality might have the effect of causing the collapse of the medical system. It behooves us all to study ethics. I have been told that I am Kantian. I consider myself an occultist and I am deep into the study of metaphysics. I think occultism got a bad rap because of Aleistair Crowley saying “Do what thou wilt.” I have seen more modern practitioners add the statement, “As long as it doesn’t hurt anyone else.” The problem is that it is pretty difficult to know when one is hurting others without understanding systems, empathy and metabolism, and understanding how these affect psychological health. Most people do not understand the significant negative effect of cortisol on mitochondrial metabolism, or how it affects learning and memory; society judges us for our inability to handle a near constant stream of stress from having to comply with our government’s and society's expectations of us.


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I don’t have any physical measurements, but I think I was able to accomplish with the methodology I used something similar to what researchers are seeing with psilocybin and regrowth of forebrain neurons. I did use cannabis, which is legal to use where I live. I used it responsibly and never when I was going to be driving or operating cutting or burning tools. I actually have a library dedicated to responsible adult drug use. I did a lot of art and writing in order to record my stream of consciousness. I was always interested in the comparisons of art made by people under the influence of different compounds, and I can say that both my writing and art are very different when I have cannabis. I am much freer and I can find ways to express my ideas whereas otherwise I might just be prone to anxiety. During the same period of time I was studying the effects of air quality and nutrition on my consciousness as well. Mostly in that context, but with occasional cannabis use, my husband who had been unable to use his pinky or ring fingers for fine dexterity for most of his life learned to play the guitar and gained use of those fingers.


We watched The Sunshine Makers, which is a documentary about the chemist who illegally manufactured LSD, as well as psychedelic subculture and it talked about the strange diet he ate to increase his consciousness. It sounds a lot like what kids on the autism spectrum gravitate toward eating. Wheat and dairy. I think that is because it is a high dopamine, low serotonin diet. Over time, that kind of diet would make a person prone to the kinds of nutritional deficiencies associated with a number of psychiatric problems like scurvy, pellagra and Korsakoff’s Disease. And that’s just the psychiatric stuff that we have discovered *so far.* My own issues with consciousness arose from other deficiencies which were predictable through studying my nutrigenomics. It has been my experience that study of my nutrigenomics has been critical to my understanding of how various nutritional factors affect my consciousness.


I had an argument with a scientist in our circle who has a PhD in Biology but worked as an electrical engineer for some time. He was concerned about the effects of targeting specific biochemical markers on health, and he didn’t just mean that about vitamin therapies, he was talking about any biochemical marker, including those used for drug development. It is impossible to know what all one is affecting when one targets a specific metabolic point. I agree with him in a sense. But this is also the counter-argument in favor of such approaches: there are certain nutritional metabolic pathways that implicate so many other downstream processes that when ignored have the ability to uncover other genetic vulnerabilities which may not have nutritional solutions, but may nonetheless be impacted by certain upstream metabolic points which actually are affected by vitamin therapies. I think when these basic metabolic needs go unmet, mental and biological derangements can occur which become more pronounced with chemical exposures and stress. And COVID.

 

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My husband and I were both recipients of Good Citizen Awards in our youth. He was a boy scout. Our families were homesteaders in Nebraska and Kansas, and some of our ancestors include Betsy Ross, George Washington’s farrier, and Simon Summers. I found that on my Wilson side, my mother’s cousin was directly related to Benjamin Franklin. It feels pretty awesome to be related to freedom fighters. I also see the United States as an important utopian experiment. That being said, I have Native American ancestry and share many of their beliefs.


I don’t think it was an accident that I found my husband when I did or that I was laid up in his room all semester. That semester I took drawing, flute, cultural anthropology (which focused on Native American cultures) and deviant behavior. I had to sleep almost all the time. We had to learn to take care of each other right from the start.


We were together for about 9 months before getting engaged. Over the summer we stayed with our respective families in Colorado but visited. I spent the night over at his house. I suppose we were sort of sneaky about it, but I didn't think they really cared, and he didn't seem to. His mother had been married when she was 17. My own parents were only 19 and 21 when they married, but I was not allowed to have him spend the night at our house, maybe because of my sister, who had a boyfriend. It wasn’t a big house. My husband’s parents had a big house, so it was easier to have privacy. Plus they were always doing something. This is a big reason I wanted a bigger house than what I had growing up. I never felt like I had privacy.


So anyway, I was spending a lot of time driving to see him, and one day I had the realization that if he didn’t see a future with me I needed to know before I invested myself anymore emotionally. So one day I said to him, “Do you see this going anywhere?”


To my surprise he said, “I don’t know. Do you want to get married?”


I asked him if he really meant it, and I think he said, “Sure, why wouldn’t I?”


I think I told him that was not how I imagined that discussion going, but that I couldn’t imagine spending my life with anyone else, because at that point, I really couldn’t. I had felt some attraction to his friends, but I was never as comfortable with them as I felt with him.


So anyway, the poor dude. I was just saying to him that I was having deeper realizations about how hard it must have been to have other men sniffing around. He told me that he was pretty sure other men would have been a lot more angry about it, especially with how forward some men were with me with him right there.


Part of my autism spectrum personality traits are that I tend to laugh when I am uncomfortable. I think this is really confusing to other people. I also cry when I am happy. I saw that this can be caused by something called pseudobulbar affect. I suppose some people might find it adorable, but it can be very confusing for others who think that I am more of a good time than I really am. I think men found it particularly seductive. Sometimes I giggle when I am turned on, too, so that can be confusing for me! It takes me a while to figure out what it is, if I am uncomfortable or turned on. I have a very mobile face, and it sometimes causes confusion in my family members.


Part of my social media journey involved a project in body acceptance, and I posted photos of myself modeling lingerie a few years ago and I have left them up. My husband took some of the photos I posted and knew that I was going to post them. He took photography in high school and has been interested in doing things like that. I did a nude photoshoot as the photographer once outdoors, and it was a lot of fun. I haven’t used many of the photos I got for art yet, but I have plans. He was also supportive of me modeling nude for some male artists in my figure study group who trained a lot of our art models, and knew that I posted one of the drawings on social media. He was encouraging of these activities. Knowing how copyright stuff works and how social media outlets claim they own your content, I find it odd that there are scantily clad photos of me owned by Mark Zuckerburg who won’t let breastfeeding women show their nipples, especially since breastfeeding was such an important thing my body did for 8 years. My fun sacks got a lot of miles. The nice thing about the content I post here is that it is mine and I am not competing with anyone else besides myself.


My body changes shape a lot even over the course of a menstrual cycle. It seems to correlate a lot with that hypertonicity I mentioned. So I have learned to avoid the things that cause that feeling and bloating. It helps me avoid migraines. I see the CDC is trying to tell people that any vaccine related symptoms they have might be nocebo effects, and this concerns me because they are essentially asking people to stop paying attention to how they feel. It is important for people’s perceptions of side effects to be taken seriously and noted carefully, or else we will miss important effects on consciousness. I had someone recently state to me in an email that she felt it was dangerous to start listening to what people say they experience, and that may have been my inspiration for writing this piece. We cannot live in peace and harmony while we deny the suffering of the people around us. We need to listen to people’s experiences and respond in caring ways.

 

Your Country is Very Psychology and Economics, Journal, NFS



And we’re living in this country where the government is gaslighting us and telling us not to listen to our bodies. What kind of psychological hell is that?


Even before this, my husband and I knew two people who had Guillain-Barre, which is statistically unlikely, given that the rate of that side effect is supposed to be 1 in 1,000,000. One was an older gentleman who had it after an influenza vaccine, and another was a teenage girl who had the Gardasil vaccination. I do not know if their cases were reported to VAERS. The girl had to relearn how to walk. A few years later, the girl’s mother who was a friend of mine on Facebook committed suicide. She had been following a low carb diet. Now that I know about the importance of kidney health in osmoregulation and its possible influence on neurological hypertonicity, I would never recommend a low carbohydrate, high protein diet to anyone suffering from migraine, yet this is what was going around the natural health community as the healthy diet for many years. Not only had she been following the low carb diet, she was having lapses in consciousness due to a chiari malformation and hydrocephalus. It was really sad.


My friend had a lot of exposure to chemicals through having a new home and car. I think these, when combined with her anatomical abnormality and possibly genetics (she was really brilliant) proved deadly. It was difficult for my friend to find help. She was having seizures around the same time my husband had his. We knew some other people who had head injuries and similar symptoms. But nobody had a neurologist up here who they felt comfortable saying saved their life or anything like that.


In our relationship, my husband and I have tried to help each other achieve whatever dream the other had which was doable. Neither of us ever wanted to enslave the other. I didn’t realize when I was younger how much having children changes that because of societal expectations. I also had no idea how stressful having to raise children in this kind of world would be. The bar is so high for kids nowadays, it’s nearly impossible for them to have the same freedoms we did at their age. When I was my kids’ age, I was starting to explore my sexuality, and it was considered a normal and healthy age to do that. I understand there is a crisis in that the younger generation does not want to have children, and I can understand why. American society has certainly made it unappealing.


It seems that to be born into this country is to become lizard food.

 

In the words of Johnny U, "There's a fine line between fishing and standing on the shore looking stupid." 


Self Portrait With No Filter: That Bitch Could Use A Jade Face Roller, Digital photography, NFS



And, for anyone who absolutely must know, I was registered as a Republican for a long time while I was voting almost entirely for Democrats (I did consider candidates individually on their own merit, regardless of their party). I did this originally because I registered as a Republican the first time I voted, and then even though I moved a few times, I guess I didn't think to change it. I identified as Republican when I was younger because my parents were (and I think they still might be, even though they also tend to vote for Democrats). When Obama ran for office, I was driven to change my party affiliation to Democrat. I think it's pretty clear from my blogging here that I was always fairly liberal, and that I was trying to write about things that were difficult for a homeschooler in what is traditionally a more conservative community. That wasn't the case with our secular homeschooling group - it was extremely liberal and was begun by collectivist hippies. At some point long before Obama ran, I realized there was an advantage in still being registered Republican because I got to see the kinds of arguments these politicians were making to their constituents. And, I didn't agree with them. That being said, I was part of the group of people who were angry at how the Democratic Party handled the presidential nomination in 2016 and participated in the DemExit.