Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
cathy_edgett

A day of Blessings!!

I wrote some of this on my laptop at Bon Tempe Lake, and the rest came later, as in tonight, the night before the full moon. 

I am at Bon Tempe Lake.   I am under a Bay tree listening to the lapping water, the water drinking the shore.  I don’t see the reflection of Mt. Tam in the lake, which I came to see.  It is windy.  I am happy to see Marin’s drinking water.  There are voices.  An article in the IJ speaks of noise pollution at Muir Woods and GGNRA.  Soon there will be signs for soft speech, and a banning of helicopters and planes.  It is too hard on the animals and plants and our own ears.  We need silence and natural sounds.

So, as to the treatment today, for those of you who are worried about my description, I see that I am a difficult case.  Because of the shape of my scar, and the depth of my problem, and the odd angles, even today a doctor came over from the hospital after I was set up to ensure all was okay.  Three doctors have checked me this week.  I feel assured they are doing everything they can to get this just right.   I changed my attitude today, and all went well, despite the delay.  The doctor touched me gently as he introduced himself, and the others touched me as we waited for him to come.  I felt treasured, and, in that, there was no pain.  I see how psychological this can be.  I was ready for the radiation treatment today and it went easily and well.  

I picked up a stone today when I left radiation.  A husband of a woman who had cancer has created an altar at the entry to the radiation waiting room.  He offers stones in a heart-shaped container.  Today felt like the day to take one.  I have it here.  Today was number 30.  Only 3 are left to go.  

I stopped at Subway for a sandwich to bring with me to the lake.  They open at 9, and they truly do make it to order, so here I am sitting on the ground, after walking across the spillway.  The breeze massages my head.  Birds are singing, as I look out on the grass that is still green, and clumps of oaks. A moss-covered Bay tree leans over me like a prayer.

 
I hate to change the mood, but I bought the IJ because of the headline on noise pollution in our local parks.  “Too much unnatural noise can upset the whole balance,” says Muir Woods Ranger Jim MacDonald.  Volunteers have been sitting listening to the noises.  Aircraft noise can be heard 14% of the time in Muir Woods.  At the seashore, aircraft noise is heard 32% of the time.  The noise of people walking and talking is heard 44% of the time at Muir Woods.  Signs will soon be posted to remind people we are in the parks to experience natural sounds not to bring our cacophony in.   Our noise disturbs the breeding of the birds and animals and puts them at risk to predators.

Sing silence today.

The comic strip Baby Blues intrigued me today.   In the “olden” days, a child fell, and the parents said, “I guess you learned a lesson about climbing trees.”  Today, the parents say, “We need to pass legislation to make trees safer.”   It is to think about, and is uncomfortably true.  I mentioned in an earlier post Eastwood Park near me that cannot seem to find playground equipment safe enough for the little ones. 

Another comic strip, Six Chix, makes a valuable comment when one woman says to another, “By hiring a gardener, a housekeeper, and someone to wash my car … I now have time to drive to the gym for my workouts.”   No  wonder  there is so much traffic.  It is not just the increased population.  It is also the changed lifestyle.   

Jane and I spoke about energy this morning, the release of mine in the acupuncture session yesterday in relationship to prisoners we confine.  What if we gave prisoners acupuncture, and taught them how to drain their anger and pain?  What if  we worked with how they utilize their energy, let them work with horses and dogs?  Perhaps, we could begin a change. 

The other day two policemen led a prisoner out of  the cancer center.  He was shackled and looked embarrassed in his orange suit, walking between the two men in uniform. I felt sorry for him.  He seemed so naked somehow in the bright light.

I don’t know what the answer is, but I would love to see us treating our prisoners in a more humane, and assuredly, less expensive way.  In Sweden, juvenile offenders are taught massage.  I continue to believe we can find new ways.

I couldn't leave without visiting Lake Lagunitas, though I didn't get to Bambi's bench.  I did find a lovely place to sit and eat my lunch, though I also slid and almost landed in the lake with my computer.  I stopped just in time.  

After the lake, I dropped down to the stable for the horse workshop.  One woman was not there.  She fell, unrelated to cancer, and broke some things, and was in the hospital four days and obviously was unable to attend.  It is another example of doing what we  want now.  Who knows what comes next?

We worked with the horses, and actually rode them today.  What a thrill?   When I went to "open the door" for the horse in the beginning, I felt how sore my arm was, but it went away, and I felt competent in guiding and directing the horse.  Then, we got atop, and guided with our rears.  Again, it is quite an experience.  I left feeling exhilarated, even though hearing more of the stories of some of the women is challenging.  It is amazing what a human being can endure.  I am in awe.

So, it is Friday night.  Yay!!   It is Mother's Day weekend, which has mixed meanings for people.  Some of us have lost our mothers and so there is a pang on this weekend.  It is like Memorial Day weekend in a way.  Memories rise.

It seems that people I spoke with today have had a rough week.  I am certainly not putting it in my 100 top good ones.  May the full moon bring easier days for us all, as we move even closer to the Solstice, and a sunny swing.  

 

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