I was thinking about a very special friend of mine. I met her many many years ago and something "clicked". We have kept in close touch ever since that meeting. A few months ago she passed away.
She had maintained a very active Face Book site and a website all about natural healing. She had also appeared on many famous talk shows from television to radio and the internet. She was a healer, psychic, extremely knowledgeable regarding herbal therapy and nutrition. Her most outstanding gift was her unconditional love for life!
I looked up her FB. For some silly reason I wrote her a note. Hit publish and within minutes there was a note sent to me regarding my post! (I know you can hear the theme song of the old TV show Twilight Zone....) Knowing this person the way I do she may have asked someone to maintain her FB and Web Site. I was thrilled having a response to my simple note!
The marvels of the internet and cyber space are a blessing I for one man am so grateful to be a part of. I have access to knowledge within seconds where as years ago I would spend hours inside the sacred wall of books searching for answers. Now I can listen to a concert live being performed in Iceland, talk with a friend in Turkey, apparently even some dead people? I am so grateful and humble because of this gorgeous silver box: my Jazzabella!
I can type in most anything I am thinking at the moment and find answers. A few years ago when people would say: too much information will destroy us. WTF? INFORMATION IS WHAT SAVES US! Dogma and fear keep information hidden.
When DNA and RNA were discovered I took a class at the University. I absorbed the information like a sponge. It made great sense. I flunked the course. I did not take the exams and the finals. I simply cannot endure group, classroom. masses of people sitting and being preached to... however, I can sit in a concert hall or movie theater with lots of people and love the performance.
The professor that taught the course was good to me. He spent time with me explaining all sorts of theories and concepts regarding births, death, religion, disease, individual skin tones, hair and eye color, talents and mental as well as physical gifts in many cases disasters.
Today because of computers we can truly find a person's DNA. Here is another amazing gift: COMPUTERS. Alan Turing has been one of my heroes as well a idols. Finally England has come out with the movie: The Inigma Machine. Because of British law and politics Alan Turing committed suicide at the yearly age of 42. Go see the movie.
I remember the IBM cards! The days of Micro-Film. The Mormon Church was recording all genealogy on microfilm to be stored in some mountain... well they had to transfer everything to computers! I remember when electric and some pipe organs used digital IBM cards. You inserted the card into a slot on the instrument and it would make all the present stops work! No more reaching and grabbing for a stop and missing it or pulling the wrong one!
This SILVER GEM my Jazzabella (No that is not a brand name... I give objects names it is an Apple power book lap top.) IT is a most intricate part of my existence. I never give gender titles to objects or even living things. It is stupid!
I do get slapped across my pride every so often, more often than not at this age. EXAMPLE:
Recently I had my eyes examined. I've been wearing these Wrap Around dark glasses one puts over their prescription glasses to commit the sun's glare. Well seems no one like's my DG Silver rim eye glasses. I also needed a check up on the state of my vision due to a history of blindness and eye disease because of my DNA. My grandparents went blind. My father had one eye then half of one eye. My brother has one eye... the list is endless. TO DAY BECAUSE OF THE WONDER OF COMPUTERS EXAMES ARE WONDERFUL!
I have a lovely young gorgeous girl for my eye doctor. I passed the exam perfectly. She said I was most fortunate because I show no signs of eye disorders or disease. I have a wee cataract on my left eye. Nothing to even think about!
I was flattered and relieved to know such a diagnosis. She said: Your good to go. I stood up, stepped out of the chair, started walking to the door and proceeded to trip over my own two feet, crashing into a heap of what ever! OMG! I love an audience and I had one! The front of the office rush in... a fine young man helped me to my feet. I was laughing so intensely I could not stop the tears running down my face! I apologized and walked to the lobby. There was a indoor outdoor runner on the floor. One time is not good enough! Within nano seconds I tripped on the edge of the damn runner and slammed into the counter! I can never return to the clinic until all the staff have died including myself!'
I took a taxi home. Hobbled up the drive way carrying my purchases of groceries, I have two B&N bags I carry with me where ever I go. I used to only have back packs but for some mystery I like these grocery type bags. I swear they are made out of good quality hemp! I stepped into the bathroom, pulled up my pant legs and examined the damage. I sprayed some antibiotic solution on the wounds and bravely walked up the rest of the stairs. Reached into the fridge, poured myself a HUGE glass of chilled Chardonnay, popped a Xanax into my mouth and swallowed my PRIDE!
For a pianist I suffer one dreadful disease: arthritis in my hands. I do not perform for money anymore. I cannot trust my hands. But I can play for my own amazement. Think, what if, you were a famous dancer!!! hips, knees, elbows, back OMG it would be dreadful!
I posted the photo I took this morning with my NEW CANNON CAMERA of my crystals. These seven frozen points of light have been with me forever. I travel with them. Three Phantom crystals and three Quartz SiO2... plus a mystery. I have the one with two terminators but cannot get an answer as to what and if? I know it comes out of China.
Well chips of these ancient stones are inside your wrist watch, your computer the list is endless. They can hold vibrations. Vibrations are sounds, language... the green beads behind the crystals are BLOOD STONES. I spent a small fortune on this stand of blood stones. Mormons do not always know this: Joseph Smith and Brigham young wore a blood stone around their necks... to protect them. Well, It may not have proved to have worked?
I am grateful for computers and the wonders of the universe. I am forever humbled even if I have to trip over my feet and stumble into reality. HUMILITY is HEALING.
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