Sunday, June 26, 2011

One Giant Step for Earlene

As anyone can tell who’s has been waiting for me to add to my blog, writing has become a secondary activity recently. I needed something else to get me up in the morning and through my day. My interest in flower essences has not waned. Yet, worry about my situation and of course my future was overwhelming me. So when the opportunity came to work as the Laundry Lady at Camp WinnaRainbow, I took the job voluntarily.

Not only did I get up in the morning, I started walking and using muscles which didn’t remember the last time they’d been used.

To me the main benefit has been I’ve gotten out of my rut. Set-up for camp was hard but the main reward was being served breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Especially so since I hadn’t eaten three meals a day in over nine months. My body packed it in til I realized my size 14 clothes were too tight and wouldn’t stretch another millimeter. I was able to participate in some of the classes during Experimental Adult Camp and thoroughly enjoyed the production numbers in the evenings.

Life got full, too full, if that’s possible. Along the way I found someone willing to weed-eat my yard for $10/hour, and a huge weight was lifted from my shoulders to have the house more fire defensible.

Now ‘we’ (I feel like staff although just as an ancillary one) we have 150 campers and 80 staff members with seven administrators. Seems like a lot but it keeps the ratio of two campers to one teen staff or adult staff. The organization and caring at this camp is astounding. I'm not seeing any camper fall through the cracks, whether he or she is homesick, befuddled, excited about stilt walking, or tired.

So now I’m looking forward to my first day off. I’m ready to start putting my camping gear together for my treck this summer. Best thing I ever did was volunteer to step out of my routine and step in to a different life. I recommend the action wholeheartedly.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

A Tangent

Twenty five years ago, my family would be rolling their eyes and saying, “There goes Mom again. Off on another one of her tangents.”

And, Yes,I am. Now it’s only my friends who are rolling their eyes and sighing while I go on and on about flower essences. One would think I’d discovered them for the first time in the history of man or woman kind by the degree of my enthusiasm.

The fact is I’ve been toying around with their magic since the mid eighties. I just hadn’t truly understood them before because I categorized them under the heading of magic. I thought these little bottle of tinctures were there as helpers from beyond me, my self hood, my world. The fact of the matter is that they are co-creators with me.

It seems that the unifying concept I’ve been espousing all these years of ‘We are all one.” Is more than what I conceptualized after reading the book by the same name. The scientific, metaphoric, and spiritual truths I tripped over while reading that book (and yes the family rolled their eyes for months as I ranted over these concepts) made such sense and has influenced how I live my life every day.

Now through the writings of Machaella Wright, (Behaving as if the God in all Life Mattered) I’ve gotten a step closer to living in even closer relationship to this oneness. She describes her growing a veggie and flower garden in such balance that insects are helpers rather than destroyers. Our bodies have the same relationship with viruses, bacteria, and fungi. These can be helpers not destroyers. When we (or they) become imbalanced, disease and illness can occur. When we (and they) are in balance we help each other. We don’t have to fight a cold. We come into balance with ourselves and all that lives within us. Pretty cool!

The other wondrous thing is that when I test for an essence that I might need to help me through times when I’m not feeling well, the description of what that particular essence assists with on an energetic level fits my emotional imbalance as well.

So I’m just riding the wave of this particular insightfulness while treating my educational process to the books, essences ,and workbooks it needs to learn all it can. It’s given me a new focus and another tool to help me meet the challenges of my present situation. It’s also helping me with my concerns about the future downturn of the economy I sense coming.

I had to smile when I read Michaella’s paragraph detailing her enthusiasm for her work. She admits to having “…this overwhelming urge to grab them (people) by the neck, shake them silly, and shout ‘Don’t you understand that these things could be one of the most important things you’ll ever incorporate in your life?’”

I’m sure she’s met her own share of eye rollers. I feel I am in good company.