Sunday, February 19, 2023

Mud or Monkeys?

 

 

Off the subject:

 

True Story from a reader:

 

Scene: Live Radio Real Estate Show Lincoln City 40 years ago.

 

Real Estate Person: My Mother

 

Caller: Some guy looking for a deal.

 

Mom: "We have a new listing for a fixer-upper. I just took a look at it here in Oceanlake. Let's talk to our first caller...:

 

Caller: "Wow, sounds interesting, Dorothy. What can you do with this fixer-upper?"

 

Mom: "Well....actually....one of two things... One is with a match, and the other is with a bulldozer."'

 

Aftermath...broker was not happy, property owner was not happy, but... Caller was amused, as were 3,000 listeners who knew she was being honest and remembered her name.

 

This writer knows I'm a new Real Estate Agent. Thanks, Greg, you made my day.

 

 

And now for my Blog:

 

EVOLUTION

 

Long ago, a friend asked me if I believed in evolution. 

 

 

I loved her and knew that she was worried about me. "Well," I said, "I'm a biology major. Evolution and biology go together. Evolution means change over time. It's that simple."

I knew her question was a loaded one. If I said yes, she would think I negated God.

 

Creationists and Evolutionists clash. Is that one reason we fight wars, a different belief in God?

 

Sometimes.

 

My friend is now in the Happy Hunting Grounds and probably has some insight into these questions. 

 

But in her time on earth, I knew what she wanted, "Did I believe we descended from monkeys?

 

That meant to her that I didn't think that God was the Creator.  

 

We're primates. We have a relationship with other primates in that we are of the same family that is Homo but of a different species sapiens. Did we descend from monkeys?

 

I don't know. It does not insult me. We could have descended from a Praying mantis where the females bite the head off the male after mating. That would really squelch the human race. The idea of evolution does not negate God.

 

I doubt if God scooped up a fistful of mud and formed a man, then seeing that his newly formed male was lonely, put him to sleep, extracted a rib, and made a woman. But I wouldn't put it past him/her. 

 

(Some cultures depict the first cause (God) as being female. And I am glad him/her used anesthesia.)

 

We're flesh, blood, and bony animals. We are lucky to be here. Get over yourself. 

Mud or monkeys? We are reading from a time when the writer didn't know about atoms, genetics, or DNA. Only recently have we discovered epigenetics, where we learned that genes can click off and on. This is not to mention how weird Quantum Physics is, with atoms being affected by the one who watches them. (Don't ask me, I didn't make this stuff up.)

 

In the Mayan culture, the "Creators" (there were more than one) created humans out of Maize, aka corn. That was after their wooden men broke.)

 

Humans are fantastic questioners, problem solvers, and creatives, so we dig, imagine, suppose, and come up with stories, legends, and truths.

 

Our brains are so good at coming up with answers they will give us a response to the most inane questions. Ask your brain a question, and it will come up with a reply. 

Did God create us from some primeval sludge, then like Mickey Mouse as The Sorcerer's Apprentice who used the Sorcerer's wand and sent the water-carrying brooms got out of control?

 

 Did God throw a lightning bolt, ignite an amino acid, and viola' it became alive?

 

Somehow a DNA strand was created, single cells formed, and those friendly cells sought out each other and assembled into an organism. As time went on, that cohesive group became a larger swimming creature. Those creatures transformed into something that could live on land, finally becoming a skinny pink, brown, yellow, or red homolid, and finally Homo sapiens.

 

 That would have been fun to watch—given stop-action cameras.

 

Some say we were seeded from the stars, and they are right. Our solar system is a collected array of stardust that circled into the spiral we call home.

  

Some say Aliens planted us, or we came from aliens. That pushes the problem back. How were the aliens created?

 

Nowadays, species pretty much stay fixed in their course. That means they do not inner breed. However, once in a while, we get a hybrid like a horse and a donkey that produce an offspring called a mule. (More likely than not, with man's interference. In the wild, they probably would not interbreed.)

 

In the natural order of things, typically, mules are sterile, but as with most things, there can be an exception to the rule. I read that one mule produced offspring. Generally speaking; however, Nature says, "Stop inner specie breeding." And there are various physical and psychological aspects to that. But man, in his desire to be as smart as God, does bypass some of those obstacles. 

 

A species of squirrels became divided by the Grand Canyon. the squirrels on each side of the canyon developed into their own species. (You can imagine how long that took?)

 

This isn't a change of species, but a phenomenon worth mentioning.

 

ABC News W A S H I N G T O N, July 28, 2000 -- Researchers announced on Thursday that they were successful in growing eyes in fish that have been blind for eons — simply by inserting a lens from sighted fish.

Apparently, the lens seemed to send out signals that instructed the eyes in the blind cave fish to grow — a finding that sheds light on how eyes evolve and develop the researchers said.

Born Blind, A fish known as Astyanax mexicanus lives deep inside caves off the coast of Mexico where there is no light. Millions of years ago it had eyes; but now, soon after it starts growing in the  egg, the eyes start to degenerate and the fish are born blind.

Fish of the same species that live on the surface, where there is light, grow eyes and see normally.

Stem cells?

You see, I do not leave God out of the picture. I think the God force is so grand we can't comprehend it. One explanation is that that Force is Consciousness. 

 

Let's keep looking, researching, and debating, but let's not fight about it. We're all drops from the same ocean that is God.

 

And now this came to me after writing about evolution:

 

For Women, and the Men Who Love Them.

 

An email yesterday ignited old feelings about the use of Mare's urine in Hormone Replacement Therapy.  

 

DO NOT USE PREMARIN, WHOSE ESTROGEN IS DERIVED FROM MARE'S URINE.

 

Plant-derived estrogens are healthier for you and do not torture horses.

 

"There are bioidentical hormones available that have lower risks than animal-derived counterparts"*

 

And why don't the pharmaceutical companies use them? 

 

You can't copyright a plant.

 

My blood boiled after I learned how pregnant mares are treated to obtain their urine. 

 

First, they are tied during pregnancy and stand on cement, killing their legs. Then, they wear a permanent Catheter and are impregnated again soon after their babies are born. So the cycle goes until the Mare is ruined.

 

And often, their babies are throw-away foals.

 

Once I visited Sanctuary One, an animal sanctuary near Medford, Oregon.

 


 

 

At the Sanctuary I met a Premarin-rescued horse. 

 

When they received the Mare, Shasa, the caretaker, told me, "Her legs were like noodles from standing on cement for so long." When she came to them, she would lie down, but did not have the strength to get up, so they used a tractor to lift her.

 

When I petted her, I commented that she was a "Curly" (There are horses with curly hair) "No," said Shasa, "She has Cushing's disease from the stress. Her hair doesn't shed, and we must clip her." 

 

One rescued horse!

 

This Story was edited out of my book The Frog's Song, yet most publishers want angst—you figure. (Visit https://thefrogssong.com to read outtakes from the book.

Bless that sanctuary. They are wonderful. They took Orville and Wilbur, our pet, gentle, lovable healthy goats who became goodwill ambassadors. In return, I gave them our horse trailer. 

 


 

Orville and Wilbur

 

P.S. One of the plants that produce estrogen is Wild Yam. If your doctor doesn't give you the bioequivalent therapies, have your doctor send the Rx to a compounding pharmacy, and they will whip it up for you. Also, https://parlor-games.com *sells non-urine (Silky Peach Cream) laced estrogen and progesterone creams.  

 

*Hormone Replacement therapy Conclusion:: Physiological data and clinical outcomes demonstrate that bioidentical hormones are associated with lower risks, including the risk of breast cancer and cardiovascular disease, and are more efficacious than their synthetic and animal-derived counterparts. Until evidence is found to the contrary, bioidentical hormones remain the preferred method of HRT. Further randomized controlled trials are needed to delineate these differences more clearly.”

 

Monday, February 13, 2023

The Good, the Bad and the Mess

What do you think of these?

Mess.

Clutter.

Dirt.

Advertising.

Achieving Your Dream

 

My aching liver, I exclaimed after receiving a newsletter from a Real Estate Agency with an article on How to Clean up Clutter. Everybody and their dog is writing about clutter and giving us advice on how to clean it up. Not my Peaches the Pink Party Poodle for Peace. She's in heaven talking about joy and fun, how it is with the other animals, and how she will kiss us when we get there. I will not write an article using guilt as a motivator. (If I do, come and smack me.)


Back to clutter. It prayed on my mind until last weekend when I finally cleaned the garage. At least I got it walk-throughable.


As I was driving to the dump with our junk, I thought that we have clutter in our homes, our computers, and our minds. And then I  paused, remembering something Wayne Dryer said, "You'll See It When You Believe it."


What? The point is that we react to what we see with our physical eyes and respond to that instead of how we want it to be. Horse trainer Pat Parelli said, "Watch what everyone else is doing and do the opposite."  


I know personal clutter is real, computer junk mail is real, computer hacks are real, and so are thoughts and how they affect our daily lives. And all require some action on our part.


So when Dryer said, "You'll see it when you believe it," I don't think he was saying that the garage will clean itself, but to place your thoughts on what you want instead of what is.


Please allow me to wax nostalgic and retell an old story. My best cleanup came when I had horses. (If you've heard this, close your ears for two seconds) Every morning two excited fillies came running to meet me. I held the grain containers on the one-log bar that made their gate and kissed the tops of their heads while they smacked and licked up the grain. After that, I pushed my hay-filled wheelbarrow under that log gate and scooted under with it. Both horses politely followed me to the barn, where I dumped their hay.


Our "barn" was a 12 x 24 feet three-sided metal and wood horse house. It had a light gravel base covered by rubber stall mats. It was an easy cleanup, yet people talk about mucking out barns—like with straw or wood shavings. No, put down rubber mats, and it's an easy scoop up, and presto, clean barn. My two mares were incredibly fastidious. They used one side for a bathroom. The other side, they kept clean. I then moved outside and cleaned the yard. I was doing what I wanted to do. I cleaned, and it was easy. The magic came from being with gentle, calming creatures. It was a meditative experience and set me up for the day. It didn't take long, I enjoyed it, and as people who have read me know, it was in that space that I got the hit to move to Hawaii.


That brings me to my next chapter. I got my dream. We moved to Hawaii, and as a result, I got a book published. The bad news is the book didn't sell well. The publisher thought I didn't promote it sufficiently—they didn't make any money off me and don't like me anymore. (How sad.)


Advertising oneself is another story—oh, it's called marketing. I like to show up and hope to find others of similar minds. But I know that's too simple. 


Steven Pressfield, who wrote "Put Your Ass where Your Heart Wants to Be," is now into The Wilderness. The wilderness is that place we wander before we find our true calling.
But I have found that finding your calling and making a living off it are two different things. You know the adage that if it was easy, everyone would do it.


I'm curious about your take on this subject.


A few readers have asked me how to make money on the internet. Well, kiddos, thanks for asking, and I'm honored that you think I might know, but you are barking up the wrong tree.


I'm a writer who would love to make a living writing but doesn't. Now I'm a fledgling Real Estate agent with no "sphere of influence regarding the buying and selling of homes." What am I doing?


I'm talking to you, that's what. For I believe you have a take on the subject.


Do you have any solutions you are willing to share? What are your hopes or wishes? Have you found your true calling, and how's it working? Do you feel sad or glad?


Maybe I have post-Covid kookiness.
Love,
Jo

https://dogblogbypeaches.blogspot.com

To contact me directly use travelswithjo@gmail.com

Book, The Frog's Song, see https://thefrogssong.com (For a moment of calm and peace listen to Israel "IZ" sing "Over the Rainbow."


 


 

 

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, February 7, 2023

I'm Clearing Off My Desk

Quick before I throw them away, the quotes on paper, not the flowers. The flowers are the reason I'm clearing my space. They were a Birthday gift from Daughter Darling.


 

 From Bill Murphy Jr.

”Want to know what my favorite kind of problem is? The kind that solves itself if you leave it alone.”


From Kelsey McKinney:

“In case you haven’t heard, we’re in a recession. Actually we’re not, but we’ve spent the last year talking about how we will be, which has the effect of altering behavior as if we were. Even if you’ve come to terms with the fundamental irrationality of the stock market, it’s still difficult to fight the feeling that CEOs are willing this recession into existence to create a justifying narrative for layoffs. Not because they necessarily want to save money, or even redirect the company, but to press reset on what they view as out-of-control compensation packages and worker demands.”

 


 

From Arwa Mahdawi, columnist for The Guardian US:

“Obviously I have no idea what the world is going to look like in a decade. But here’s one prediction I feel very confident making: without a free and fearless press the future will be bleak. Without independent journalism, democracy is doomed. Without journalists who hold power to account, the future will be entirely shaped by the whims and wants of the 1%.

A lot of the 1% are not big fans of the Guardian, by the way. Donald Trump once praised a Montana congressman who body-slammed a Guardian reporter. Musk, meanwhile, has described the Guardian as “the most insufferable newspaper on planet Earth.” I’m not sure there is any greater compliment.

“I am proud to write for the Guardian. …Only with your help can we continue to get on Elon Musk’s nerves.

 


 From Anne Helen Petersen:

 This round of layoffs in particular feels clear that this isn't about a recession or profit or even worker quality. It's about fear induction. Lay off a bunch of people, and you grab a bit of power back out of the fear among the remaining. It is easier to exploit them.

 


 From Betty White—aka Rose from The Golden Girls.

“You know what they say: You can lead a herring to water, but you have to walk really fast or he’ll die.”
— Rose (Betty White)

 


 

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A Gathering of Flamingos is Called A Flamboyance

“If you called us the Pink Flamingos, could we also be called a Flamboyance? I suppose not, as we are only two.

“However, we liked the outrageous aspect of a Pink Flamingo in the yard, so in honor of a Flamboyance, and lawn ornaments we named the Brokerage Vibrance.

“We have a long history and love of houses which dropped us into being Real Estate agents. (Called Brokers in Oregon.) I know, it's confusing.

“We're here to attempt to help you unravel some complexities that come with buying and selling houses. And with Pink, add a little fun into the mix.”