How’s this for another consideration?
That’s a strange reaction from a parent.
Why would you get mad at me
for getting sick during our stay out of country?
First I was grateful for the Dramamine
during the trip over.
But halfway through the intended stay
Well, things happen.
It was not my intention
to spoil your fun plans.
You can still go do your city things.
Just leave me alone in the hotel room
to try to deal with my misery.
Stop crabbing and scowling.
Even the aunties (your friends) are more patient
and understanding than you.
In fact, it was an auntie that took
me to see a doctor when the nausea came on.
(she and I were visiting, walking on the sidewalks).
Maybe what made me sick, I think,
was because of the stink
that I got a nose full of
(garbage and exhaust) whenever
we stepped outside the hotel doors.
That horrid, ripe stench; just about everywhere.
Retrospect: the thought of
the fountain and pool
in the hotel lobby, with water sounds,
teeming with large goldfish
makes me smile.
photograph courtesy of Pixabay.com
Welcome to the new world, you don’t have to bring the old village in your mind with you.
But sometimes, people willingly choose to.
For the sake of preserving traditions and old ways
Mind numbingly so, at times.
Bamboo candle photo courtesy of pixabay.com.
To the woman being tended to at the cash wrap
The cashier understands what you’re saying
If the cashier didn’t understand English
she wouldn’t be helping you out.
She’s only has an accent.
You don’t need to speak louder or slower.
Not even to say “thank you” or “good bye”.
Nature gets me back to myself. For the past couple of days, I have been writing, but I did NOT consciously use my human design inner authority to make some decisions. The mind is a magnificent computer with all this data and potential for add-ons in the form of learning. But for me, it’s not where satisfying decisions come from, as I mentioned in Consulting the oracle.
I’m not a type A person, blending well into a rush-rush society. Sometimes I go with the flow, but it is not my flow. Being type A when my inner authority is a very laid back type B (stomach/emotional authority – feel it out, time IS a friend) can cause complications.
I went to a local park the other day, hoping to find beauty and a sense of peace near the man-made water structures (I had been wanting to go for a short while, but my inner compass didn’t lead me there until that day).
Well…half-sies. The water cascades and streams flowed. The sounds were a soothing series of gurgles and swishes. But looking at my photos, (and back again at the water) the water was not clean. There was foam, which could be normal with the little waterfalls rushing into pools. Maybe. But the water gave off the distinct aura of something slimy, a bit dirty. A little voice said: but they’re pretty pictures, though.
Yes. But… So I erased them.
However, it was on my way out of the park, then turned around to face it again, when something else caught my eyes.
And again, more leaves, randomly, at one of my other stops on that same day.
If there is heat in the lungs and nasal discharge is involved:
My go-to is hot, fresh tea/tisane or miso broth, even some type of broth with miso mixed in, and coconut based food – as well as consume as much (and a variety) of live culture foods.
NO cold or chilled foods. I avoid dairy at this point because it makes me produce more phlegm.
I personally tend to stick with kombucha unless my body says it wants other live culture foods.
Heat, aka an infection starting, also (for me) is felt usually in the pharynx area as rough grit sandpaper scratching or maybe a sensation of a very precise swipe with something blunt yet pointed, in the throat. This usually happens in the colder season.
A hot cup of strong peppermint tisane and a coconut macaroon(s) the size of one’s fist are what I consume until I get some live culture foods into my system. The brands of organic tisanes that I like for robust, clean, peppermint-y strength are:
Heat in the body shows up usually as irritations (internal or external) – such as rashes. A bad case of acute dermatitis at the front of my neck years ago had me spraying on colloidal silver on my skin often. The silver gel by the same company irritated my skin (I’m guessing it may have had to do with the carrier for the gel). The redness, swelling and oozing cooled and drained; the skin eventually calmed down. But along the healing path, the rash patches changed from red to a more purplish coloring before eventually fading.
A co-worker remarked that it looked like bruises on my neck as if someone had tried to choke me. My food habits at that time were not that great either – plenty of mall food (refined sugars and empty starches/carbs) to go with the mall retail job.
Considering the personal situations at the time, I wouldn’t be surprised if it was a karmic note to self to take care of an old issue.
The colloidal silver spray brand that I had used was this one.