Witch Doctor House Call: Strength is a lot of work

I am always amazed by the human body. There really are no short cuts. There are pit stops but no such thing as the magic pill. We need sleep, purpose, love, good food, laughter, stability, exercise, play time, meditation and thats about it.

I recently found myself sick for the second time in a few weeks. I was a wreck, coughing, fever, phlegm, not having fun. I instantly forgot all my training and could not remember what to do for myself. I remembered ginger and honey and lemon tea, and astragulus and I remembered to sleep, rest, do some simple Yoga. I just could not think of anything else.

It took me a while to recognize that I seem to have focused my energy and life on studying preventative medicine, not acute medicine. Ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.
Anyway, I have, for the most part, taken really good care of myself and not gotten sick. So when I was sick I was out of my element.

Prevention is an art that takes constant work.
- I put astragulus root in all my soups.
- I drink tea, herbal and green and lots of it.
- I drink hot water as it is really hydrating.
- I go to my yoga mat every day, to meditate, journey and to stretch and strengthen the body.
- I always listen to what my body is telling me and I take it seriously.
- I go to sleep at the same time every night (well some times I stay up late but not often).
- I get up early, not too much sleep.
- I do not drink alcohol, coffee or cigarettes (Often).
-  I have fun.
- I sing and dance.
- I laugh often.
- I eat well and I love my food.
- I drink water.
- I have sex almost every day but I do not ejaculate every time
- I work tirelessly to heal my heart of its wounds and to live a life free of anger
- I forgive
- I walk often and everywhere I can
- I move slowly
- I write and follow my dream everyday
- I create a budget so the stress of my debts do not consume me
- I write lists so the stress of what I need to do is not solely in my head
- I build friendships
- I say no
- I allow myself time to cry mourn and be upset, but a limited amount of time
- I diligently listen to others.  And always learn how to listen better
- I am kind to myself
-  I take rhodiola, passion flower and holy basil for my central nervous system
- I do everything I can. Including listening, learning, growing, changing and never stopping.

I am firmly reminded of the value of prevention and the power of being healthy. Not just o me but to my entire community.

And most of this cost little to nothing. There really is no excuse.

To push or not to push....

It has been brought to my attention that I am a pusher and a visionary. This is a difficult combination to have and requires a great deal of delicacy.

Most of my life I have been able to see, quite obviously, where ill health is coming from. I can see it in a community, in a structure (physical or otherwise), I can see it in most peoples eyes. I can see if your anger is holding you back from your dream, or if your fears are controlling your life and not allowing you to move freely. I can see if a group of people are following a certain leader, I know who the Alpha person is instantly. I can see if a company will fail or succeed, move on or get squashed. I have usually been accurate in determining the length of a relationship or friendship. 

I do struggle to see all this in myself. Sometimes I seem to be able to observe others with such accuracy and miss the most obvious thing within myself. Its rather frustrating, and quite limiting. I can not help others if I do not learn how to help myself. I need to be healthy, strong and clear in my mind, free of fear and anger. I have to be in my heart, in fierce love. 

My biggest challenge in being in fierce love, in my heart center, is it triggers others. It has been my experience in life that when we do something, like succeed, others are bothered by their feelings of failure. If no one challenges their fears then I do not have to challenge my own. If no one looks within their pain, then I do not have to look at my pain. 

When I enter my heart center, I see massive shifts in the faces of my community, family and friends. It is a look of disbelief and uncertainty. Then the attacks or the projection of doubt. Is it selfish to be in ones heart center? Is it self involved? Are we separating ourselves from the co-dependant reality of community? Is it always there and am I just noticing it right now? 

or 

are we doing our honest duty? Are we giving to the community the greatest gift one could? When I am in my fierce love state, I do not need others to prop me up, or be careful of what they say or do. I am in-power. I am complete.... well almost. I have never been fully in my heart center for long. I am human and have much to learn.

Here is the dilemma  I can not seem to find a way to be in fierce love, in my heart center, without my community, my friends and my family. It is an essential part of my heart. So when I am in fierce love, they seem to get distant, when I am needy they seem to be around. 

Is it all my perception? Is it too much to be in fierce love? Can i be in my heart center and not be affected by the reactions of others? Is that really a practice I wish to pursue? 

Together, all in our heart centers we can, have changed the world. 

World peace, harmony and unity comes when we are all in our heart center.

“We are our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.” - Tom Robbins

Lost in the corner

She gently approached the antique record player in the corner of the room. Reaching for the spinning needle, she quickly realized she was too stoned to maneuver the needle without a loud slip. Everyone n the room looked her way as she screeched the needle to a halt. Stumbling through the records on the side she somehow got what she was looking for. She gently placed it on the record bed, flipped the switch and soft silk sang from the speakers. 

She was always like that. Finding grace in such clumsy moments. She was delicate and strong. A fascinating brilliance. She was a miracle and a part of my life. I got to witness the beauty and command she had. I got to feel her soft lips on mine every night. I got to hear her cry in lust every time I trusted myself into her. She is my love.

Just because I am male does not mean you can treat me like shit....

Enough with the male bashing. Stop it!!! Can you not see that the young males of this world are struggling. They are wounded and beaten and tired. They have little to no direction. The Young Males are in trouble and all most can do is alienate them.

WE need help, love compassion and understanding, more now then ever. Our for fathers repressed women and themselves. They left us little to no heritage worth shit. We are untrained, unprepared for this world.

Have a look at yourself, your brothers, your sons. Have a look at your neighbors, the young males walking down the street. Ask yourself, am I judging them? Afraid of them?

Young males need love right now. They need to know they can be trusted, part of their community.